Chapter 2

Outside the confines of the concrete fortress the jungle choked the humid air. It was mid day the temperature somewhere in the nineties so was the humidity. The cell block of the military base baked like an huge oven. From the sky the whole site was only visible if you flew directly overhead the dense inhospitable jungle 200 miles in each direction

Rachel knew all this but even knowing she still couldn't accept this was happening. In her head she went over the same thoughts again and again.

"Someone will come, they will, they must!"

She'd heard about abductions, but that was always the locals, not a foreigner not a journalist, not an American! But her rational mind kept telling her what she didn't want to hear.

"Everyone thinks you are dead, you are alone imprisoned the jungle, and your captor has the power over a country."

The general caressed his bell end his cock eye weeping juice. He was rampantly erect now the veins bulging on his glistening black trunk of a cock. The woman in front of him was drenched head to toe in shimmering, bronzing sweat. Rachel had a pale English rose complexion normally however now she glowed greasy and wet like a lap dancer her long heeled legs pointing to the sky giving her more of that contorted pole dancing look. Even her hair had dulled from brilliant blonde, black sweaty streaks in the cascading mane. Only her blue eyes remain pure and angelic the pupils widening at every slight push of the nurses hand.

Rachel looked down at her abused hole seeing her oiled lips slurping and yielding slowly she realised this time the woman's hand was going all the way in.

"No please, you uggg don't ugggggggggg. Its not ugg right I... I... can't ugggggg!"

The general groaned in pleasure. "No more resisting my dear, you'll find your body is capable of many astounding feats."

The trussed blonde gave a series of high pitch grunts the nurse's knuckles disappearing slowly.

The general leaned forward the sweat dripping from his forehead

The black bitch twisted her wrist a little and... Pop!"

The nurse gasped with the effort Rachel screaming as her lips suddenly yielded, the hand sliding past the widest point into her void her lips closing tightly around the sweaty greased wrist. She could see her tummy bloated her skin moving as the hand twisted inside her ultra slim body.

"Oooh God nooooooooo!"

The hand felt enormous, like a creature, a mole or something wriggling inside her body. It was like some fucking alien, her flat groin seeming to move with the motion of the fist.

The nurse with her left hand inside the bound woman was pouring a vial of lubricant onto her wrist and as she pumped into Rachel she delivered the grease along her tight tunnel.

"Ug, ug, you, you ugggggggggggg filthy ugggg ohhhhhh!" The reporter gasped through clenched teeth.

"Oh God she's going to split me open!" She though wildly the pumping hand making disgusting slurping and belching noises.

Rachel struggled to concentrate the sensation of a hand inside her private place almost unbelievable. The embarrassment was overwhelming the woman looking up into her wide eyes twisting her fingers seeing Rachel's faces contort her lips purse and nip.

Rachel didn't want to add to their enjoyment but she couldn't stop herself grunting and groaning. The nurses listening for the highest most indignant noises to decide where to press and twist the most.

Rachel spat in disgust at the nurse, she in turn gave Rachel a swipe across the face her large white eyes staring into Rachel's. She shouted in her own language and Rachel guessed it was an order to behave and stop fighting if she knew what was good for her.

The general stood up stepping out of his pants. His thighs and butt were massive, a product of years of military service before he led the coup that made him the countries leader. He looked ridiculous in shoes and socks, no pants but still a military shirt with elaborate lapels his cock waving around like he was about to hang a flag from it.

He could hear her pussy squelch and Rachel grunt indignantly over and over. Her skin accentuated the black arm buried in her hole and her lightly haired blonde pussy gave her slit an almost shaven look.

The general began to unfasten her ankles from the bamboo poles. He took each small foot and hooked her legs on the outside of the poles until she was sat with her thighs even wider her heels almost touching the floor her legs on the outside of the poles unable to close. Rachel felt her legs ache but was thankful that they could now rest more easily. But it was not an act out of kindness she almost instantly realised her virgina had now straighten allowing the nurses hand to push deeper without restriction.

"Ohhhhhhhh God no uggggggggg!" She thought the woman was going to keep going all the way to her throat.

"Please general uhhhhhhh!"

He laughed in amusement. "Please feel free to ask anymore probing, embarrassing questions about my life. After all you will have a ring side seat to my darkest perversions from now on."

The nurse was now touching Rachel at the top of her slit with her free hand. She could feel the feminine fingers searching for her bud.

"Ugggg no, no!" Rachel cried horrified at what the woman was attempting to do.

"Rachel," the general said sweetly," I am not a monster, your life with me though challenging will have its pleasures. It is important my slaves know how to climax in their job. "

Rachel gave an animal groan of refusal shaking her head, hair flying everywhere.

The fisting went on for what seemed ages until Rachel's pussy felt numb the slime of juice and grease dripping from her slit as the wrist twisted. The nurse had pressed a small vibrator against Rachel's clit and slowly but expertly she had brought the cursing girl to near climax. The blonde had tried to forget she was here, fall into a humid sea of half dreams. The sensation in her pussy had dulled; she was back home with her fiancé.

"Her fiancée!" Rachel gave an anguished cry, "Oh God Simon help me please."

The general was instantly distracted from the mesmerising view he had be enjoying.

"Simon? Oh Yes Simon Wiez head of your news channel." The general recalled the picture in USA today, tall chiselled, mature, powerful. Very powerful. "He's was your betrothed wasn't he?"

Rachel snarled back teeth gritted the tiny buzzing stick working its magic on her bud.

"He ugh still is you fuckkkk!"

The general grew angry at her outburst gripping her hair pulling his face close.

"Not any more, you are dead; remember? He has lost his long legged trophy wife for good. You prefer the older man don't you, richer more appreciative? That's good you'll get to meet many like that over the coming years."

The climax kept building but the nurse seemed to sense when Rachel was on the brink and removed the vibrator stilling her buried wrist always at just the wrong time for Rachel.

"Ohhh God! Do it, finish me for Gods sake I can't take anymore."

Rachel didn't know what else to say. If she came they'd stop wouldn't they? She didn't really know if she meant make her cum or kill her. At that moment she didn't care.

The general pushed the nurse to the side and roughly pulled her wrist out of Rachel. She gave a yelp of sensation her hole gaping the air filling into where it should never see. She felt like she was dripping her body's fluids out of a gaping wound.

"Ugggggg no I feel sooo..." She didn't know how to describe it.

The general did. "You feel like a dirty submissive whore about to ride her masters hand like a glove puppet."

And with that he began to push his own fat hand into her soppy hole. Rachel groaned but didn't scream it was more out of humiliation of how accommodating her pussy now was than actual pain. His large fat fingered hand was sliding inside any second her exhausted muscles would swallow his knuckles and he would be up to his wrist inside her.

"Oh Rachel you bad girl, "he said huskily his hand feeling like it was wrapped in a slimy hot towel. He moved his fingers opening his palm Rachel biting her lip, her eyes glazing over. Her feet tapped on the chair her thighs quivering he noticed her tits were fuller nipples hardened; the nurse had brought her to peak quite satisfactorily.

The nurse pressed the vibrator onto her clit once more and the general began to pump in and out her lips bulging as his hand tried to remove itself but just as her pussy hole parted her pounded back to her cervix.

Her juices were running down his arm dripping at his elbow the arrogant reporter arching her back thrusting her tits out shrieking in sensation overload.

"Look at me Rachel, look into my eyes." She shook her head so with his free hand he twisted her cheeks making her pout in his direction.

The slopping noise added to the disgusting scene, the vibrator humming the people grunting, gasping, taunting.

"Yes you bitch come on my hand, I Want to feel you come." Her walls seemed to be tightening as her back arched more and more.

"Ukkkkkkkkkkkk ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh awwwwwwwwwww!"

Rachel began to buck her calves flailing her butt bouncing on the wicker seat. The pussy convulsions were squeezing his hand so much he felt it would go numb. She was thrashing and screaming in orgasm her pussy so wet that even his hand began to slip and as she jerked her hips in a disgusting thrusting movement, she ejected his glistening hand along with copious amounts of frothing juice.