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Story By Mad Gerald

The contents of this story is of sexual nature and
does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.
ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF
PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!
All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to
anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

LEGAL STUFF: The attached story may be shared with others and
freely posted in newsgroups and on the Internet,
provided no money is charged to read this document,
or if it is I am E-mailed at Whoosh@(Nospam).earthling.net
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document, including the notices and attached
fiction are modified, and the original author
is given proper credit for their work.

My grateful thanks to First Independent Films for
their story which I have borrowed material from.

"G.I. JANE." an Adaptation to the sexual by Mad Gerald.

Synopsis (You've all seen it yeah, otherwise see it!!)

Navy Intelligence officer Lt. Jordan O'Neil (DEMI MOORE)
sets a historic precedent when she is recruited as a test
case to be the first woman allowed to train for the highly
covert operations unit known as the Navy SEALs.
Selected for her courage, skills, and level headedness,
O'Neil is determined to succeed in the most demanding,
most merciless and most honoured fighting force in the
world, in which 60% of her male counterparts will fail.

 From before . . . .

O'Neil was exhausted. She hardly noticed as Major Henry
came with the guards and refitted her breast cones. Then
they released her and dragged her back to her cell. She
was thrown on the bed. The Major left.

The guards took  turns to hold her by the wrists to the
headboard as they raped her twat, both coming deep in her
belly. She lay there unmoving as they pleased themselves.
They went to leave.

"Hey do you think she'll get pregnant?"

"Who gives a fuck!" they laughed and left.

After awhile O'Neil drew her self into a ball and slept.

End of Part Twenty Four.

Part Twenty Five.

O'Neil had slept, slept the sleep of the exhausted.
She dreamt of cock, lots of cock and Salem laughing.
She was laid on the bunk in her cell, Naked. Her body
covered in bruises and drying horse semen. Her breasts
were two heavy, turgid, swollen balloons of flesh far
bigger than normal. Her aureole were thick wide and dark
supporting two now cruelly pierced teats by a thin bar,
ending in two screw on balls.

These were then attached to a swirl of metal which coned
backwards from that bar, circling her teat, this pressed into
her aureole, forcing the nipple out as if it were being
continually stretched to it's maximum length. Milk eased
from the ducts in each and slid down the sides of her
jutting peaks.

O'Neil's well muscled belly was marked with scratches
and bruises from countless pulling and gripping. Below
that her shaven cunt was covered in bristles as her pubes
fought to grow back. Her twat it's self was also swollen, her
vulva thick and wide, in a state of almost constant arousal.
Between them her inner lips were distended and bloated.
Slick with cunt juice, her clitoral hood was partially drawn
back by the swelling showing the glistening nub it protected.

She groaned and moved, her strong legs squeezing together.
Hard thigh muscles straining then relaxing, her calves tautening
then flexing as she shifted. Her hand cradled her breasts as
a nursing mother would, fingers caressing her pinned teat into
fuller erection. Her bruised wrist displaying how tight manacles
and ropes had been fastened there recently.

Her other hand pushed down between her legs and cupped
her twat, squeezing it slowly, she rolled on her side, drawing
her knees higher, trapping her hand over her womanhood.
Her strong hard buttocks gaped as she moved showing
her deep ass crevice, her asshole red raw with the attention
it had received over the last week. Her hips pumped her
cunt to her hand as she dreamt.

O'Neil's mind was full of evilly grinning black faces, men's
laughter, thick, hard black cocks, her throat swallowing
as she dreamt of sperm flooding her throat.

Major Henry watched through the one way mirror, next
to him stood a large well built black guy in army PT gear.

"When did she work out last, Sir?" he asked

"A week, during SEAL training, but she's been quite active
with sex aerobics since."

"So what do you want Major?"

"The Senator wants her kept in shape, up to the same standard"

"So what kind of motivation keeps her in line?"

"Her breasts mainly"

"Her breasts?"

"Yep! she needs to feed otherwise her tits are excruciatingly
painful, agony in fact, she doesn't want to submit but the pains
too much and she gives in it's exquisite to watch."

"Her ass looks sore man?"

"Yeah she took a horse on!"

"Fuck Major, she needs to keep in shape!" they both laughed.

Lt. O'Neil woke as she heard the door open. She stayed still
waiting her chance as she did every time. She winced as
her breasts springed and throbbed, she felt them burn and
pulse. Her nipples itched and burning with increasing intensity.

"On Your feet Lieutenant!"

O'Neil lifted her head and rose to sit on the edge of the bunk.
She stared at the Major and the guy with him.

"On your feet Bitch!"

"What not on my knees?  Can't get it up this morning you old fart?"

Major Henry smiled, then with lightning speed punched her face
viciously. Suprised, O'Neil sprawled on the floor.  She lifted her head
her jaw aching, blood on her lip. Before she could move he was
over her; he kicked her left breast cruelly. She howled in agony and
twisted on her side covering them protectively.

"Tit's Sore Lieutenant? Feeling full huh!"

She put her hand up to fend off the next kick.

"Do as you -(TM)re told Lieutenant!"

O'Neil got to her feet. Looking warily at Henry.

"This is Sergeant Nero; he is your physical trainer. You will do as
he says. You do as he says you get milked, understand?"

"You bastard"

"Attention!" She snapped to attention, the conditioned reflex making her
shudder at the realization.

"You might remember when you insult me Lieutenant, that the only way
that nasty building pressure in your melons is going to be relieved is
by my machine, unless of course you'd prefer to be under the control
of Salem. I'M sure he would have some novel ways of milking you."

O'Neils face stayed impassive, a small tear coming to her right eye the
only sign that she realized she was totally reliant on his machine to take
away the pain and keep her sane. He stared into her face smiling as he
saw the tear. She shuddered at the mention of Salem.

"Apologies Lieutenant!"

She swallowed her face blanching and then her cheeks slowly reddened.

"Sorry, Sir!" she barked.

"Accepted Lieutenant, Sergeant she's all yours".

Sgt. Nero looked her up and down. Then threw a T -shirt at her, it was
white with her name stencilled on it. the same she had been issued
with at the SEAL training camp.

"PUT IT ON LIEUTENANT!" he barked.

She struggled it on it was far to small and she had to really pull
at it to get it down over her big stiff tits, it was so tight around
them that it squeezed milk out which caused great round wet
patches to grow outward from the bulge of each bulging coned
teat. The shirt ended just below them showing the bottom edges of
her globes.

"AT EASE! . . . ATTENTION!" he grinned at her as she obeyed.

Her jugs bounced stiffly as she slammed her feet together making her
wince with the awful full tender pain a feeling of intense pressure.

"You will begin with jogging on the spot, BEGIN!"

"You must be joking Soldier I can't run with these!"

Major Henry tutted. O'Neil looked at him warily.

He had the crop in his hand, he brandished it.

"Lieutenant you will comply with the Sergeant's direction"

"But Maj . . .ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

He stepped forward bringing the crop down viciously on
her tender tits. O'Neil screamed he struck them and her
over and over as she fought to protect them, searing welts
criss-crossed her swollen orbs, He laughed at her agony.

"You will begin with jogging on the spot, BEGIN!"

O'Neil began to run on the spot, her massive unwieldy tits
bouncing with each footfall.

"Faster!" she complied

"That's better Lieutenant" the Major encouraged.

Her breasts were slamming up and down now, the front of her
shirt, sopping. Vicious pains lanced through each tit. Her nipples
cones chaffing on the material as her chest began to heave. Each
step tugged them and made her sensitive teats expand. He kept
her running like that for ages. The tremendous ache in her
breasts was awful, and it was steadily growing worse. With
each step she was feeling real pain, her breasts felt even
larger and as the bounced like sac's of concrete she felt
like they would definitely burst.

Then he set her running from wall to wall of the cell. Then halted
her and started her on Jumping jacks,  screaming at her to jump
higher and faster. Loving the site of her bust slamming up and
down, her face twisting in effort and pain as they swung up and
down. She was an impressive sight in combat boots and T -shirt.

"STOP!" she halted she was panting but not to excess.

"Deep knee bends BEGIN!"

She set off her tits banging up and down as her knees hit their
undersides. Her body was now covered in a sheen of sweat.
The front of her shirt dripping milk.

Outside the mirror Major henry stood next to the Senator. She
watched as O'Neil was put through touching toes and sit-ups.
Once satisfied she signalled to the Major he went in, with his
machine.

O'Neil was ordered to stand at attention. She stood panting her
hot body rigid. Her breasts throbbed and burned heavy with milk.
Her eyes were fixed on the machine her teats straining against
the material.

The Sgt grabbed her wrists and dragged them behind her back
he Trapped them, drawing the plastic strap tight. She turned her
face to him.

"Scared?" she stated staring at him.

"Shut the fuck up O'Neil, kneel down!"

She struggled down to her knees and waited. Henry attached the
cups to the hoses, pulled the sopping shirt out of the way he felt
them.

Her nipples were hot and painful, very stiff and bloated both
boobs heavy and hot, she felt thoroughly humiliated that she
was totally helpless, racked with turgid breast pain. desperate
for him to attach the machine.

"Oh they ache O'Neil?, really ache yeah? Mommy wants her
big boobies pumped doesn't she?"

He squeezed them hard. She shuddered and almost
feinted from the rush as milk dribbled from each stiff
nipple.

"Boy are they tender?"

"Yes you know they are! SHIT! please don't"

He twisted and slowly pulled her teat studs making her
grimace and moan.

"Shall I put the pump on your jugs bitch?"

"Yes . . YES! please they . . it's awful please"

"Would you let the Sergeant have you in your arse
Lieutenant?"

"YES . . just put it on!"

He laughed, and pressed the cup to her tit. He thumbed
a switch on the machine and it hummed into life. The
suction snatched the flesh of her breast into the cup
and held it. He repeated the process with the other.
Once both were attached he increased the pressure,
and watched her jolt as her nipples were drawn into the nipple
shields and milk began to squirt out around her teat studs.

The squirt became a torrent O'Neil groaning and
shuddering in ecstatic bliss at eventual release, she
felt utter relief flood through each jug. Her cunt reacted
heating and moistening.  Major Henry grinned at her watching
closely as her face reflected that bliss as milk began to
coarse out of her heavily laden jugs.

"She sure is a nice piece of ass Major!"

"Yes, you are aren't you bitch!" O'Neil just stared at him dreamily.

The major busied himself with an electric razor shaving her head
as she knelt there. Nero squeezed her tits and teased her cunt
while he did. She gritted her teeth trying not to cum as he flicked
and tugged on her clit

O'Neil felt the pressure in her tits lessen but before she had
complete relief the Major pulled the cups off and moved the
machine away. She whimpered as he took it off, wanting to
plead with him to leave it connected but forcing herself not to.

The Major produced a thick black leather collar and attached it
around her neck. Then she was dragged up by it and forced
from the room. They took her back out into the stalls. She
struggled pulling with all her strength desperate not to go
back in there.

The two black guards were waiting, they helped manhandle her
to a thick pillar in the middle of the floor. A top it was a shaped
miniature saddle type affair not unlike an inverted bicycle seat.
They forced her to her knees against it, pushed her to the pillar
until it was between her tits, her face over the saddle. The collar
was attached to the pillar beneath it.

"What are you doing you freaks, stop, STOP IT!"

They ignored her and Major Henry pulled and dragged her tits
around the pole and then attached her teat studs together with
a short thick chain. Now O'Neil was helplessly attached to the
pillar, her jaw cradled in the saddle, head tilted back. He
produced a black hood made of PVC he pulled it over her
head dragging it down her face. It was tight and eventually
covered all her face. The eye holes in it were two tiny
slits. O'Neil could only see to the front. She thanked
God that there were nostril and mouth holes.

"What are you going to do? please!" she begged as they busied
themselves about her. The major fitted two hooks to a chain and
then inserted them in her nostrils, and yanked the chain over her
head and back. O'Neil yelped as her head was dragged back.
Her mouth dragged wide open. He attached the chain to the back
of the collar. She was trapped helplessly her mouth wide open.

They left her like that going off a way and talking lowly. Then the
Major left. The guards came over, and stood with Sgt Nero. he
chatted with them and then they stood impassively while he got
down behind her and forced a saliva wet finger up her ass.

"Oooh yeah baby hot SEAL ass, I gotta have some"

She knelt there helpless as he slowly inserted his meat up
her ass, he pulled her cheeks wide open and forced himself
all the way in. He gripped her shoulders and pulled up into
her. Then he reached around to her breasts and gripped
their sides pulling them as he fucked her butt.

He leant near her ear. "Scared?" she swallowed fearfully.

He kept fucking her ass and pulling her tits back until she
gave in and began to scream. Then he pulled out, stood
up came around the front of her and forced his shitty cock
down her throat and came. O'Neil gurgled and gagged as
he beasted her face. ropes of cum blew back down her
nose as he filled her throat with gush after gush of cum.

He left her there choking and coughing. It was about
twenty minutes later that the senator arrived and came
straight to her. O -(TM)Neil had shit round her lips and semen
dribbling down her chin. She walked around her. O'Neil's
ass cleft was streaked with shit from her reaming. She
leant close to her face smiling.

"Oh dear have those nasty men been naughty with you
again?" she began to lick the shit and semen off of O'Neil's
repulsed face. She tongued her mouth out. Then she
stood up and dragged her skirt up. She pulled her
briefs to the side and pushed her cunt toward
O'Neil's face.

"Auntie had better give it a wash, there" she started to piss.

She grabbed her head on either side and pulled her mouth
right up to my pussy. She pissed directly into her mouth,
O'Neil instinctively swallowed. She aimed the spray all
over her face and tits. Then back into her mouth.

"Just keep drinking bitch," O'Neil struggled to swallow.

"Lick my cunt Whore" she ordered O'Neil refused.

The senator ground her twat to her open mouth
slapping and beating her head.

"Oh dear, well it's on to our next treat then" she said.

O'Neil knelt there trapped while the Senator went to
the other end of the stables and brought Patton back.

O'Neil suddenly realized why she was attached to
this pillar as she was. She suddenly realized the
place was filling with people all dressed in evening
wear. All wearing masks. They started to gather around.

"Hear we are boys and girls the treat I promised, this
lucky woman is going to deep throat patton for us!"

She could see through the slits in the hood and hear
that someone was taking bets. Bets on how many
inches she could take. He had wads of hundred
dollar bills in his hands, and a pad where he was
writing down the details.

"200 that she spews!"

"500 she swallows the whole thing!"

"A grand that she's choke fucked to death!"

Two other women were measuring Patton -(TM)s cock and
marking off the inches with a black marker. They
finished.

A cheer went up. She stepped up to O'Neil with Patton,
then sank to her knees beside the horse's flank. Major
Henry guided the horse so that it was over O'Neil and
she was between it's front legs.

"PEASE NOH!" 'Neil begged trying to pull her head free.

The horse stood still, his haunches quivering slightly in
anticipation of the pleasure he was about to enjoy. O'Neil
was quivering plenty, herself, She started to cry, pleading
open mouthed as she could see the horses cock in front
of her now.

"Aww don't cry big soldier girls don't cry now do they?
Your really going to love milking his massive prick and
draining his huge balls."

She reached under him, palm upward, and began to run
her hand along the length of his prick, from his bloated
balls to his flaring cockhead. O'Neil's eyes widened in
horror inside the hood as she saw his fat fuck rod throb
in the senator -(TM)s hand. She began stroking the underside
of his meat with both hands.

"NOH NOH PEASE NOH!" O'Neil pleaded and begged.

The audience laughed and egged her on. Patton -(TM)s
cock was so stiff that it was vibrating and twitching.
Lillian squeezed the thick pole behind the head.
The great prick flared out wildly. O'Neil watched
horrified as his piss slit gaped open and a drop
of thick milky pre cum came bubbling out. It ran
down the dark meat of his cockhead in a creamy
trickle. O'Neil whimpered when she saw that.

Lillian leaned in, pushed her tongue out and slowly
drew in the tip of the horse's cockhead, gathering
up the hot cum drop. Then she drew the horse by
it's cock closer and closer to O'Neil's helpless mouth

Lillian rubbed her hands up and down, milking another
fat droplet from his piss slit. She dragged the huge
slab of prick meat across her face. The fat head of the
horses cock around Jordan's quivering lips and
nose letting her smell the horses sex. The horse's cock
bucked in her hands.

O'Neil face was poised directly in front of the head of
his cock. Her face twisted in disgust, going cross-eyed
she could look right down his parted piss slit, inside
his prick. She saw more pre cum bubbling inside his
knob and she whimpered with the sight.

Then the Senator fitted her hands around his prick shaft,
just behind the throbbing cockhead. She could not quite
span the breadth of his prick with her two hands. She
began to slowly jack his cock up and down. As her hands
pulled back, his cockhead flared. She pulled the horse
by his cock and pushed the head into Jordan's mouth.
Patton neighed, humped, pushing his rubbery cockhead
into O'Neil's face and forcing her head to tilt back. His
wide meat began to run down her throat.

"Ummmm, good girl" Lillian purred. She leant close to
O'Neils head.

"Suck it you little bitch or it goes up your ass again!"

Jordan leaned forward, sticking her tongue out. She
began to lick at his dark cockhead, lightly at first, then
all over it with long, slurping tongue strokes. She pushed
her tongue right up inside his piss slit. Then she kissed
the tip of his prick and let her mouth slowly open as wide
as she could. She could not quite manage to fit his
massive cockhead into her mouth, but she was able to get
most of it in, collaring the dark meated wedge with her lips.

"Oh dear is it too big?" Lillian grinned and began to force it in.

Jordan sucked, her cheeks hollowing in and her lips turning
almost inside out as they pulled at his prick meat. Her tongue was
still working merrily away, sliding around against the underside
of his knob. She knew if she could get the horse to cum now
she could let most of it's seed course out of her mouth.

Lillian's hands skimmed up and down his fuck rod, jacking
the brute faster now, eager for him to fill her slaves hungry
mouth with his load, yearning to see O'Neil earn a dose of
hot, thick, creamy stallion jism. O'Neil could feel pre cum
trickling onto her tongue. A little jet of his strong cum hit
the back of her throat. Her face was contorted by lust now,
a mask of pure desire. She knew that it would not be long
before the animal blew his wad and she sucked
for all she was worth, fairly inhaling his prick meat.

As O'Neil sucked and tongued, Lillian continued to pull his prick
back and forth with her hands, jacking him into O'Neil's mouth.
The stallion's massive prick expanded mightily between her
stroking hands and Jordan groaned as she felt his cockhead swell
in her mouth, spreading her lips out wide around the slab.

Lillian grinned at her and then forced more of the horses meat
up to her mouth with her fingers. She then began to ease more
of his stiff girth in past O'Neil's tight stretched lips. Pushing the
flesh in with her finger tips, while Jordan struggled to widen
her aching jaw, tears coming to her eyes as more and more
slid in.

"Oooooh, he's so big isn't he" Lillian giggled

Patton was merciless; he didn't allow her anytime to get used
to it. He simply shoved it down, down her helpless abused throat.
He pushed inch by inch, deeper and deeper. Nostrils flaring wide
Jordan felt her throat expand and tighten, more than with any of the
other cocks that had raped her throat. Deeper it went. Lillian
forcing more in with her finger tips, driving that fat sausage
further in to her throat.

Lillian watched her eye slits enjoying the way her eyes followed
his cock as more and more of it slid past her lips.

"Look at this stupid bitch take that cock!" Someone shouted,

O'Neil moaned, feeling the thick head expand and ease deeper
her tongue crushed flat under the shaft as Patton neighed and
stamped pushing deeper into the entrance to her throat.
She groaned in helpless disgust knowing that it was coming,
that the horse was just about to shoot his load. O'Neil gagged
violently; her throat bulging as Patton drove down.

"Six that's SIX!" someone shouted.

Her lips were stretched obscenely around the huge girth of his
cock. Her throat worked convulsively in a vain, desperate effort
to swallow the inches of almost wrist thick tool Lillian was pushing
down her gullet. Patton pushed deeper, forcing it down. He drove
relentlessly forward, feeding her all fourteen inches of his massive
prick. Finally all fourteen inches of horse cock buried in her throat.
Patton was in heaven, his whole body quivering.

O'Neil was gagging and thrashing wildly, and her crowd were going
wild.

"I don't believe it, the bitch took it all!"

"Fourteen inches, Jesus, what a fuckin' slut!"

"Look at her throat! It's bulging like fuck shit!"

"Suck that cock, bitch! Shit, look at the way she's taking that big prick!"

Patton whinnied he was nearly ready to cum, the feel of her tight
throat sending him over the edge.

"That a girl! make it spit in your throat, you nasty little whore!" Lillian

gloated.

O'Neil could feel fingers invading her ass and cunt, testing her tits.
People leaned close taking photographs of her crammed mouth.
She felt fingers at her anus, smearing her juices about and
probing at the soft opening.

Flash! flash! then suddenly her mouth was full of cum. Jordan's
head jerked her body snatching and stiffening as the slimy cream
flooded into her, He pushed forward tilting her head back as
Patton hosed her throat with jism. She gagged and gasped for air
through her nostrils. Her face flushes dark red and she makes
a gagging sounds as his cock shuts off her trachea blocking the
air supply into her lungs. Lillian's hands pumped up and down
as fast as she could, milking the horse's cock into O'Neil's
mouth in a frenzy of Dom. lust.

O'Neil sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. Lillian
kept jacking his meat hard to her lips forcing O'Neil to keep
sucking it down or drown, The stallion kept pouring the cum
into her mouth.

There was too much too quick of the thick stuff for O'Neil to
drink it all. The foaming jism overflowed her stretched lips
and ran down her chin. Thick drops splashed down the front
of the pole and a trickle curled down and hung off the chain
between her teats.

Another spurt hit her throat, Gushing against her tonsils.
Jordan gurgled and struggled. She just couldn't swallow
fast enough to get enough air. Lillian wanted to see her
swallow his jizz until her belly was blown up like a balloon.

She pumped his massive prick squeezing it and teasing his
balls. Patton -(TM)s cock throbbed spurting more and more cum
into O'Neil which she gulped down, gulp after gulp after gulp.
Her throat beginning to react automatically to each spurt.

But Patton stopped spurting it into her then. The last few
drops came out in a trickle. At last his mighty balls were
emptied. O'Neil was near delirium through near suffocation
and kept right on sucking. Lillian squose and pumped it to
her face though, to make sure that she had nursed out every
last precious drop and worked off every spasm of his orgasm.

She watched as O'Neil swallowed the last mouthful almost
greedily. Her bulging throat worked as she gulped it down.
Then she drew the stallion's dark softening cock meat out from
between O'Neil's still sucking lips. A glob of cum oozed from
the cleft of his massive cockhead. She spread it over Jordan's
face covering her hooded features with a glaze of horse semen.

O'Neil's belly was really bloated now, her mouth awash with
horse semen she coughed and choked spitting some out.

"Right gentlemen, who's first!" she said guiding the horse away.

The men scrambled to form a queue at O'Neil's trapped face,
each sporting a huge hard on. They all nodded to each other
and unzipped their fly's, a couple of them started to smack
her hooded face with their half erect organs. She began to
sob hoarsely through her sore throat, as one laughed, and
grabbing the back of her head, forced his stiff cock deep
into her warm horse cum slick wet mouth, sticking her so
deep she choked on it.

"That's it guy's fill her belly up I want to see what she looks
like pregnant!" The senator encouraged.

O'Neil coughed and spluttered but he kept pumping her wet
mouth, grunting as he did so. His two hands gripped her head
like a vice as he fucked her mouth remorselessly.

Someone asked. "Like that bitch?" They all laughed.

O'Neil could feel his hot meat slide in and out of her
mouth, her screams were muffled by him, her arms
tied and useless, she could feel him bang through
the back of her throat, she could taste his pre cum
juice. Suddenly he pulled out, spraying hot jiz all over
her face. making way for another cock, a line of
saliva trailing from her mouth to the first mans tip
fell onto her post.

"Try this for size bitch"

Violently a second hot prick was forced into her warm mouth,
the men were laughing now, pounding her mouth, all she could
do was weep, silently and uselessly. The second man was
smaller, his penis was thicker though her puffy lips stretched
around his hot thick prick, she felt the man quicken his strokes,
as he groaned, grabbing at her hooded head he pulled her
mouth deeper on him.

"Eat it bitch! "

She moaned, the other men goading him on.

"Go on man, give it to her!"

"Fill the bitches belly up! do it!"

His cock was jammed entirely down her throat, his pubic hair
pounding her lips. It made no difference to him that O'Neil
was gagging. She was their toy. Just a piece of meat to
spew their cum in.

"RRGHH!!" He growled,

His entire body spasming as he came. Soon, the cum began
oozing from her lips around his penis. O'Neil made loud gurgling
sounds, then swallowed heavily, gulping down his sperm.
He continued to come, She gagged as he came again in
her throat, her lips at the base of his shaft; its spasm's
causing him great delight as her throat squeezed his
cock tight. Then the pulsating stopped and slowly the
extraction began, pulling the shrinking black cock from
her mouth and throat.

"God damn, she's one good cock sucker,"

Another steps up, his cock bigger and fatter, and it
doesn't take long before the poor whore is choking
and gagging on him as well. The men all take turns
fucking O'Neil's face, slapping it, choking her, making
her gag and cough up thick white jism, thrusting angrily
into her. Someone shoots off in her throat, his legs wide
apart, hips pumping as he unloads into the gasping slut.
A moment later after he pulls his dripping prick out of her,
another takes over, spurting hard hot jets of cum
into her wide open mouth and on her hooded cheeks.

Her tits flared into pain again as someone pulled at her
nipples.

The Senator smiled watching as the men from the central
Ops. room enjoyed themselves unwittingly with their
ex-Co-worker.

End of Part Twenty Five.

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