Chapter 22

O'Neil dreamt, dark dreams. Salem was hunting her, she ran through dense undergrowth, naked save for boots, and a huge remote controlled dildo which she couldn't dislodge from her aching ass. She stopped, panting, crouched low. she tried to shit it out again, straining with all her might, scrabbling around it's stubby girth with her fingers, Finding no purchase.

It sprang to life in her ass, churning her bowels, making them cramp. It could mean only one thing he was gaining on her. She leapt up.

"There she is!" soldiers crashing through the bushes.

She sprinted away as fast as her legs could go, pumping, pumping. 'Got to keep going, failure is not an option, not an option!' The dildo in her ass was growing, pushing and pressing deeper. She felt it begin to fuck in and out, she could hear Salem laughing.

She became aware, her breasts screaming for attention, hot insistent pressure, nagging awful pain right behind her teats. She tried to reach for them to tease and pull them ease the pressure. Her arms were fast, she pulled, it was hopeless.

She grunted as her rectum screamed pain forcing her to open her eyes her body trying to pull away. Reflexes desperately trying to achieve the impossible.

"Wakey wakey soldier! time I returned some o'that ass fucking you gave Auntie Lillian last night, That a'girl you pump your legs again some more that was good!"

O'Neil groaned feeling the weight of the senator settle on her broad back, her hands gripping her skirted waist as she forced her horse dildo deep up the poor Lieutenants sore ass. She felt the huge, stretching invader slide deeper making her belly ache.

Lillian buried the rest of the dildo up her searing, tight asshole. Hot pains shot up through her ass from her over stretched rectum. Lillian butt fucked her slowly enjoying O'Neil's whimpers as it hit bottom. She put her hands up under her and gently caressed her turgid breasts. she stayed clear of her clamped teats, knowing how frustrating it would be.

"Oh you have got big full udders this morning Lieutenant, nice and full would you like Auntie Lillian to milk you? sure you would. Pull those big teats, make all that nasty milk squirt out. Would that be nice?"

O'Neil nodded enthusiastically, trying to twist her chest so her fingers at least touched her distended clamped teats. She could feel her aureole pulse and springe behind the cruel things. She wanted to plead, to beg, to push her breasts to her warm wet mouth. The senator pushed her hands down to O'Neils belly, she pressed and pumped it. O'Neil could feel her bladder begin to ache with fullness.

"Aww do you need to pee? of course you do."

Her fingers slid down to O'Neil's cunt and began to pull and twist her swollen pussy lips. Spreading them and teasing.

"Piss Lieutenant, piss through Auntie's fingers, piss for Auntie and Auntie will milk you're big fat udders, would you like to be milked" she encouraged.

O'Neil cringed in disgust, she didn't want to, but she needed to, if it meant maybe the bitch would milk her and ease the building hot pressure. She pushed down, straining to piss.

"That's a good girl, good girl piss for auntie!"

O'Neil began to piss she felt her bladder empty, Lillian cupped her twat with her fingers so it streamed between her fingers. She rubbed and pressed her clit round and round. She spread her labia and forcefully squeezed the hood of her clitoris, pulling it up and down over the wet, swollen head of her clit. She responded immediately, moaning and whimpering with each stroke.

Then she began humping her ass, with strong deep thrusts, grinding and swerving her hips. Without interrupting her work on her clit, Lillian slid the index finger of her left hand into the pink wetness of O'Neil's vagina, causing her to moan loudly. Slowly, she rimmed the opening, pulling at the tight muscles that guarded her entrance.

A second finger followed. Her strong digits pushed into O'Neil's warm flesh and penetrated up to the third knuckle. She felt her muscles relax slightly. The tightness of her opening, no doubt from lack of use, surprised Lillian, but excited her to.

"Is that nice soldier girl, Auntie playing with your cunny, all those nasty men are interested in is your nice tight ass huh, forgetting that you need your cunt filling too"

Her fingers slid in and out rhythmically, pulling at her inner lips. The added pleasure of her digital penetration was beginning to bring O'Neil quickly to orgasm, and she slowed the attention she was giving to her clit in order to prolong her vulnerability.

O'Neil began to press back onto the dildo slowly, letting out little groans as her building physical excitement provided copious amounts of pussy juice, Lillian soon had her third and then fourth finger jammed into her hot box.

The Senator own cunt was soaking wet too, and she ground her vulva against the formed base of the dildo. As she slid my fourth finger along side the others, and wedged it into the sticky folds of O'Neil's cunt. The group of fingers wedged just above the second knuckle.

Lillian spread and pushed her fingers alternately, until the breadth of her third knuckle was surrounded by the stretched muscles of her cunt.

"Oh UH UHHH UHH OHHH NUHHH" moaned O'Neil.

Slowly, Lillian clenched and unclenched her hand, rotating it back and forth in time with her hips pumping the dildo up O'Neil's squelching ass. She felt the last resistance of her heated tight hole begin to yield.

Tucking her thumb into her palm, she continued to stretch her wide. She began to rub the heel of her hand to O'Neil's now enlarged clit. Lillian began to lose control, she humped her ass harder and harder, bathing the dildo base in her own juices. Juices witch dripped down to O'Neil's straining virginal opening. O'Neil groaned and increased her humping back sending Lillian reeling toward orgasm.

Lillian pushed with all her might, making her trapped hand inch deeper. O'Neil's pink wet cunt flesh sucked at her hand. Her wetness was overpowering. Lillian's fingers felt as if they were in a hot vat of thick oil.

She whispered, "You like that you little bitch my hand inside you, while I fuck your big strong soldier ass, fucking you."

"UHHHHHUHH," O'Neil gasped.

"Are you going to come? come for Auntie? that's it good girl!."

Lillian began to thrust into her ass long and hard, twisting and pushing her fist, starting a hard rubbing against O'Neil's clit, rapidly stroking and pressing her clit.

After a long, low scream of pleasure, O'Neil began to climax. Her vagina opened completely, and then a series of pulsing contractions began, which faded with her moans. Her orgasm excited Lillian to come with her. O'Neil heard her gasp and moan as she made herself cum against the dildo base. O'Neil shuddered with delicious relief as she pulled the awful thing from her bottom. She felt cool air flood fill her gaping rectum.

"Oooh that was nice, you are a good girl for Auntie"

Over the next hour Lillian raised her up via the chains and cuffs so that she was erect. She cleaned her up, redressed her in her uniform. She left her heavy jutting tits sticking out of the front of her dress blouse.

The thin clamps still pressing her nipples into two flat painful protuberances. Then she released her tongue. O'Neil found it was swollen and unresponsive and that when she tried to speak she sounded intelligible and strange.

Then Lillian fed her, O'Neil chewed and swallowed everything down, She was fed and watered with milk. By the time the Senator had finished O'Neil looked a whole lot better, and felt for the first time in a month like a person.

Then she was left, still restrained.

Lillian returned an hour later with a man in his fifties smartly dressed in a dark suit. O'Neil felt more like herself now.

"Hoo thph phuks ee? a'uver apist astard" he grinned at her.

"No Lieutenant, you don't speak unless spoken too, otherwise we go back to the ringgag, you understand? Silence!!"

O'Neil nodded dumbly.

"Get on with it man, we haven't all day!"

He nodded politely and went over to her, he climbed on the bed and put his hands on her breasts and squeezed them lightly. feeling their firmness and heat. He squeezed them and bounced them and played with them by lifting them and then dropping them. He had them dancing all around. He then placed his fingers on her clamped nipples, using all his fingers around each nipple so that he pulled them in towards the clamped teat and then twisted each one with all his fingers.

O'Neil managed to remain silent apart from a groan as he twisted them

He squeezed and twisted lightly over and over again... pulling his fingers up and around the clamped nipples lightly squeezing over and over. Her nipples were trying to go hard. They began to throb and tingle, O'Neil grimaced and shook her head pleadingly wanting him to stop. He then squeezed tightly and pulled the nipples up and out, lifting each one of her tits as he pulled. He pulled harder and harder so that her chest was forced up a bit as he saw tears in her eyes. He grinned sadistically.

Her head thrashed back and forth. He dropped each tit, watching as they bounced and formed their normal shape again. He lifted them up again the same way, hurting her more each time and letting them fall back each time, marvelling at the bounce of each luscious milk filled tittie.

"Phees downt" escaped her lips as she found her eyes drawn to his mouth. the urge to feed almost overwhelming her as she watched his lips move as he manipulated her poor breasts.

He began slapping her breasts... lightly at first so that they just bounced. He slapped them from the underneath which lifted them up so that they fell heavily down, bouncing into place. He slapped them from the side, Then both sides watching them wobble and bob. Seeing them get redder and redder even though he didn't slap them that hard. His constant slapping of them was making them as sore as if he hit them harder but he got the pleasure of doing it for a longer time.

He stopped and scrutinizing her face he slowly undid the bar clamps on each nipple.

"I'm going to take these off now cow, it will hurt, hurt bad but not as bad as what comes later, you going to plead soldier? Beg? cry? Tell her what I get to do if she does Senator, tell her what I insisted on to keep the price down!"

"If you plead beg or cry Mr augerer here gets to sit on your face and have you lick out his ass, that is what we agreed is it not?" He nodded grinning at her look of total distaste.

"AWW don't look like that, big soldier girls are meant to be mistreated have you not learned that yet? I thought they fed officers shit in the military? Hey once they are off you can be milked, would big soldier cow like her big udders to be milked?"

He removed them and O'Neil began to bite down gritting her teeth trying to stifle the yell which welled up as the blood came back. She felt a vicious surge of pain lance through her body from each breast as her nipples filled back up. She gritted her teeth, stamping and straining in frustration, feeling this fresh pain.

"Aww go on scream bitch you know you want to!"

He started smacking her nipples with the tips of his fingers. His fingers were long and acted like little floggers on each nipple. He hit one nipple several times in a row before switching to the other one. Tears of anguish flooded down O'Neil's cheeks as he alternately flogged each one with his fingers.

He loved the smack smack smack sound his fingers made on her twitching teats. Each red fat nipple got bigger and bigger, droplets of milk shot out of each thick nub as he made her dance and squirm. Her chest bursting with pent up howls of agony, pins and needles began to sear through each nipple. It was exactly as if someone was sticking toothpicks in her tits.

He knew her tits had to be sore and looking at her face bore it out. He gripped each thick stud between the second knuckles of each hand and yanked them viciously, watching her face crumple into agony.

Her eyes showed her pain as did her contorted face. Her forehead furrowed as she fought to contain her agony. He grabbed her teats and just started to squeeze and pull on each one... just as if he were milking a cow.

O'Neil suddenly squeaks almost silently. She tenses as a spasm caresses her womb. He pulls and yanks on her her tits, which roll and slap against each other in the process, He grinned the bitches tits were magnificent, her aureole fat and dark her breast's taut balloons. She was glowing red with anger and humiliation, tears were filling her eyes as she stood there trying to keep control.