Chapter 29

Lillian came shuddering and gasping against O'Neil's powerful back. O'Neil's head slumped forward as she pulled her strap on out from her juiced up cunt. The Senator lit a cigarette and stood smoking while the bullocks tired of O'Neil's milk and wandered away to the other side of the stall.

Lillian began to unstrap her dildo. Nero and Major Henry turned up. Behind them Ed and Jez the guards took up position on either side.

"I want her cleaned up and in BDU's, once that's done load her in the ambulance. We'll take her straight to the fertility clinic, Doctor Stern will take charge of her there."

"Yes Ma'am" Major Henry confirmed.

Lillian picked up her clothes and walked off to her waiting car.

O'Neil hung from her bound arms. Her head slumped legs still tied wide open. Her bruised and marked breasts still jutting out of their bonds into the stall.

"Had any trouble with her?" the Major asked.

"Oh yeah she tried to make a run for it only yesterday! But we beat the fuck outa her and then raped some sense into her dumb ass!" They all chuckled.

Major Henry went up behind her and thrust his fingers into her cum sodden gaping ass, he twisted and turned them admiring the way her ring clung to his finger tips. O'Neil hung still out cold.

Major Henry went around to her front and examined her bruised swollen breasts. He felt and weighed them. Then he undid the ropes securing them and admired how deep the ropes had bit into her turgid flesh.

"Give me a hand lets get her down, the Ambulance will be here in the hour"

The guards and Nero helped get her down and manhandled her limp form to the floor. Nero fetched a bucket of soapy water and then him and the Major stood and watched as the guards slopped and scrubbed all the drying sperm off her. She lay still unmoving as they towelled her dry.

They dragged her olive drab briefs up her legs and then her BDU trousers. Fastening them tightly around her waist. Then her feet were forced into her combat boots and they were laced up. Nero and Henry went to see if the ambulance had arrived. The guards pulled her T shirt over her head and wrestled it down over her tits.

While they were both pushing her breasts into her shirt. O'Neil suddenly brought her head up into Jez's face. His nose made a popping noise as blood spurted from it. Her hands came up gripping Ed's throat and squeezing. He struggled gripping her wrists and then his eyes rolled up and she let him slide sideways to the floor. Jez was in a semi stupor on the floor. He tried to get up she leapt to her feet and kicked him in the head. He lay still. She grinned a kicked him in the balls for good measure.

She looked about. She could hear Major Henry and Nero talking out through the main door. She sprinted to the stall housing the bullocks and leapt the gate. She pushed open the sliding panel which shut them off from their paddock. She made sure it was clear and scrambled out. She ran to the end of the paddock and vaulted the fence. She was in countryside. It was early morning.

There were fields and hedges and a dirt track leading away. She sprinted for the hedge. O'Neil at least had a good head start. She headed off down the side of the dirt road at first, where the footing was good. She could see what looked like a road about three to four miles in the distance it was going to be a long run if she was going to get there before the bastards came after her; at her best O'Neil could probably have done it in something over twenty minutes. She was still fit from SEAL training and felt strong. She had long, strong legs. But the morning was cold; worse, she had been subjected to all kinds of abuse and tied up for hours and her legs just didn't respond as well as they normally would have.

Her tits were the biggest problem, they were more than unwieldy. Both sore tits were bouncing madly with each footfall. Both ached fit to bust. Pains from their weight and the beating they'd received slammed up through her ribcage as she tried to run as fast as they would allow.

She pushed gamely on, covering ground with her long panicky strides. With her mammoth breasts bouncing in time to the beat of her footsteps, her nipples painfully distended against the material in the crisp morning air, the muscles in her lithe thighs working overtime, her strong but seeping ass jiggling with every stride.

She heard shouts in the distance behind her, faint because of the additional distance. But sound carried a long way in the still morning air out in the country. Her lungs were burning now, her legs were tiring, and she was sure her tits would split with the pains lancing through each with each footfall on the dirt track. But still she ran.

Behind her she could hear a vehicle. Up ahead were the track met the road she could see two men with rifles. Convinced that this was her best chance, O'Neil left the road and headed into the field, still running in the same general direction toward the road, but at an oblique angle, some forty metres away from the road.

As soon as she got in the field, she began paying a price. The field was fallow, and was strewn with every kind of weed, thistle, bramble and bush that could grow. In her haste, O'Neil stumbled and nearly fell; she hadn't run 20 metres before she felt her boots sinking in mud. Her legs were being tugged at by a variety of prickle's and thorns.

But still she ran, blindly, toward the direction of the road. O'Neil couldn't have been much more than a 20 metres from the safety of the road when she could hear a jeep behind her. She pushed herself to sprint faster. Hardly daring to look over her shoulder. She had to grab hold of her tits and hold on to them so she could run. She glanced back and saw Nero driving a jeep. Major Henry grinning stood up in it. Mark and other guards leering behind him.

She swerved to the right doubling back as the jeep sped past, it's brakes howling as it swung around in a sharp circle. Nero swore as he backed it up and set off again after her. O'Neil forced more speed out of her aching legs. Her lungs full of hot searing pain as she pumped her legs up a ridge and scrambled down the other side. She was in a shallow gully. She set off down it following the stream. Boots splashing in the shallow water. Her face filled with grim determination as she heard the jeep thunder down into the gully.

Trees to the left. Not enough gap for the jeep. She sprinted through them. Leaping briars and undergrowth as she heard them shouting and the jeep speed off parallel to her. She'd lost the road. Damn, she glanced about trying to get her bearings. The trees were thinning. She burst out of them. The Jeep squealed to a halt in front of her. It swung around as she pounded away her breathing ragged as she ran down a dirt track bordering a small lake.

In front of her the track went to the left. She leapt through the undergrowth to the front. She was in another copse of trees she heard the jeep drive down the track. They must know they can head her off. She nearly broke down sobbing as she tried to think. She turned about and hurtled off to the right through the trees she glimpsed the road. She pushed herself hard.

Suddenly the jeep was there alongside her. The guards jeered and shouted. She glanced at it Major Henry was levelling something at her. She tried to force more speed out of her legs. Suddenly something hit her in the shoulder. She screamed, her body thrashed as the Tazor charge slammed through her. White harsh light blanked her vision as she tumbled head long bouncing over and over through the undergrowth unconscious.

"Fuck that was good, can we do it again?" Nero asked laughing.

They got out of the jeep and Major Henry checked her pulse. Satisfied he undid the Tazor tag from her shoulder.

"No but we can teach her a lesson she won't forget, get her up and against that tree."

They looped a rope around a high branch and fastened her wrists to it. They dragged her up until she was off her feet, three guards heaving on the rope. Nero and Henry grabbed hold of her dangling legs and pulled them back around the trunk. Nero lashed them together. Then they tied the other rope off around a sapling.

Major Henry pulled her sweat darkened T shirt out of her pants and dragged the front up over her head and behind her neck. Her fat bloated jugs wobbled and bounced free. Her head hung limp.

"Well I reckon she's gonna need to be awake to learn her lesson huh?"

Major Henry pulled on some black leather gloves. He walked over to some stinging nettles and wrenched a whole bunch up. He walked back over chuckling.

O'Neil Jolted awake, her arms were killing her. Her legs were too. But her tits. Her tits were on fire. She opened her eyes jerking her head up. Thousands of hot pains were shooting through each tit.

"Hooowey! Nice of you to come back bitch! I thought these nettles would get your attention!" Henry chuckled.

"OH JEEEEZUSSSSS YOU SHIT!!" she howled.

O'Neil struggled and wriggled as he lashed her hanging bosoms with the poisonous fronds. Her breast's were already red and inflamed. Large hives were coming up all over both. She tried to twist them away.

"Oh dear they are going red!" he stated grinning sadistically.

"NO DON'T NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

He began to rub the bunch of nettles into her cleavage and over and around her wrinkled studs.

"You've been a very naughty soldier girl, and if you're a naughty girl you must be punished."

O'Neil was snatching and writhing her face pulling in agony as the leaves burned and irritated her breast flesh. Major Henry dropped the leaves and took a length of thin white cord from his pocket he made a noose, he looped it around the base of her quivering inflamed left breast. She looked on helplessly as he made another and looped that around the other. Yanking hard on the ends to remove any hint of slack. This time he pulled it hard, then harder, the cord biting deeply into her tit flesh. O'Neil winced and gritted her teeth as she watched The Major take out his anger on her poor boobs. With the bases of her tits constricted, the juicy globes soon begun to swell considerably.