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Subject: "MARINE SEX SLAVE" [Mf/MMMf/FFFf/NC/S&M] Part 3
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MARINE SEX SLAVE
Part Three
The next morning was spent in a daze. Everything she did
was off, as her mind kept flashing back to yesterday night.
Finally she was called over by the sergeant and balled out
for screwing up yet again. She felt frustrated and angry
at her own incompetence and inability to explain her
faults.
Suddenly a girl stepped over to her, the tall brunette she
remembered from the other night, whod looked kindly.
"Look kid, just forget it allright." she said, "It's no
good worrying on it. Karen runs things here. As long as
you don't cross her again you'll probably be okay."
She recognized the voice as well, as belonging to the girl
named Robin, who had refused to rape her. She said
nothing, keeping her eyes downward.
"Look, want me to help you with your shooting?" Robin
asked. "Come on Casey, the sergeants gonna kill you if you
don't do something right today." she grinned.
Casey's desperation for a kind face, overrode her
embarrassment and anger over what the brunette had helped
do to her the other night and the two practised their
shooting together.
Casey was actually better than Robin and helped her some.
The two ate together as well, and Casey had almost managed
to put the other night behind her when Karen appeared next
to her seat, and ran her tongue over her lips lewdly.
As evening approached, she felt more and more afraid of
what the night would hold in store. Her breasts and groin
were still sore and her mind numbed by her body's betrayal.
She was afraid of what her body would force her to do if
she was attacked again,the continued leers and taunts of
the girls all day had left her in a miserable desperate
mood.
She put down her broom, she had been sweeping the barracks,
and went next door to the sergeants office. The sergeant
was going over some paperwork at her desk as Casey walked
in. The first few buttons of her top were unbuttoned,
revealing the voluptuous body beneath.
"What is it Donovan?" the woman asked abruptly as Casey
stood at attention next to her desk.
"I,..I...H...Have a complaint Maam!, I mean Sergeant!"
Casey stuttered.
The sergeants eyes narrowed.
"Oh you do do you?" she grunted.
"Yes Sergeant!".
"Well spit it out Marine!"
Casey proceeded to haltingly describe what had happened to
her the other night, leaving out, of course, her own
reactions. The sergeant stared at Casey unspeaking as she
revealed the attack, now and then nodding at her to
continue.
When she had finished, Casey stood there, face red, waiting
for a response. Instead the sergeant stood up and walked
around the desk to her.
"Come with me." she ordered.
Casey followed her out the door, and down the manicured
walkway to the Lieutenants office.
Dread gripped her as the passed several of her attackers,
who stared at Casey with angry eyes. The sergeant knocked
and was ordered in by a rough deep voice.
She opened the door and motioned Casey inside. The
lieutenant was standing by the window as the two walked
stiffly in and stood at attention near her desk. She
looked at the two carefully, then walked over next to them.
The lieutenant was about ten years or so younger than the
sergeant, perhaps twenty five or so. She had a pleasant
heart shaped face, with short carefully cut brown hair, not
unlike Casey's. "Well Sergeant Cummings, what is it?"
"This marine has a complaint Lieutenant Michaels Maam."
The sergeant described Casey's complaint and then ordered
her to describe it again. Casey groaned inwardly and then
embarrassedly told her story again.
The lieutenant stopped her at several points, ordering her
to expand on some description or other, which embarrassed
the poor little teenager even more.
"What kind of belt did they use on you?" she asked.
When Casey confessed that she didn't really remember the
lieutenant ordered her to strip. Casey gulped and stared
at the woman, then at the sergeant.
"Well come on girl." she said with a frown," I want to see
what marks were left from this alleged beating." Casey
slowly unzipped the green overalls she was wearing, and
pulled it to the ground. She stepped out of it then looked
at the women, hoping that would be good enough.
"The rest girl!" the sergeant barked. Casey unclipped her
thick, marine issue bra, then slid her panties over her
hips and down her legs, to stand naked. Her body flushed
in embarrassment as she stood nude, before the two older,
fully clothed women, who studied her body closely.
The lieutenant walked around her and Casey jumped as she
felt her warm hands slide over her rounded buttock.
"Hmmmm,... I do see marks here. Sergeant. What does this
look like to you?" The two of them stood behind Casey
studying her behind, and the slight discoloured marks left
by the belt.
"Phhhaaaaa,...She probably got that by falling down or
something." the sergeant said dismissingly.
"She says they raped her with a dildo too." Michaels said.
"Bend forward girl and spread your legs."
Casey grit her teeth against the embarrassment and
complied. She jerked slightly as she felt a finger slide
along her tightly closed slit, and flick over her clitty.
"I don't see any damage here." the Lieutenant said.
She walked around in front of the girl and motioned her
erect.
"Frankly, I don't believe you private Donovan." she
glared.
"I think your just a lazy troublemaker, trying to get
special attention."
"B...but Maam...!"
"Speak when your told Marine!" the sergeant roared,
shutting her up.
"Now look, Donovan." the lieutenant put her face right
next to Casey's," There's enough goddamned talk of lesbians
in the services without this kind of shit. Every time one
of us, "she motioned to Sergeant Cummings and herself,
"turns down some horny guy, they whisper that we marine
women are all dykes and queers."
"If you mention this again, without evidence or witnesses,
to back it up, I'll see you spend the next five years of
your enlistment in the stockade!"
"Do you understand me!?" she demanded.
Casey trembled and then nodded, disheartened.
That evening was like a nightmare to Casey. Every movement
and noise made her jump as the hours counted down to lights
out. Finally the sergeant ordered everyone undressed with
the ten minute warning before lights out. Casey undressed
to her underwear, then got carefully into bed, eyeing the
girls she recognized from the other night carefully.
The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness.
Casey's eyes remained wide open, determined to stay awake
all night if necessary. She clutched her covers against
her as the silence filled her with dread.
She gasped as shadows appeared above her. A hand shot down
and covered her mouth as her limbs were seized in several
strong grips and she was yanked out of the bed. She
struggled and screamed into the gloved hand over her mouth
as she was carried into the middle of the room.
Suddenly the lights went on. She saw that almost all the
girls in the barracks were sitting upright in their beds,
watching. She almost groaned in relief, but it was
short-lived.
"This little bitch is a troublemaker!" Karen yelled.
There was a chorus of agreement from the other girls around
them.
"We're gonna show the little bitch what happens when
somebody goes to the Sergeant and Lieutenant about us, and
makes us look bad." A dirty rag was shoved into Casey's
mouth and her wrists were pulled up above her, as she was
pushed against a thin wooden pillar in the middle of the
room.
Her clothes were torn off her, first her top, revealing her
high, full breasts, then her panties, pulled slowly down
her legs to reveal her sparse muff. The other girls
laughed and taunted her, yelling abuse and obscene
comments, many of which evoked laughter and agreement.
A large breasted brunette was fooling around with something
above her head, and Casey soon felt tight bindings fastened
around her wrists. As the girls holding her wrists high
let go, she jerked resignedly against the bindings, which
held her arms high above her head so she was almost on her
toes.
One of the girls, a tall blonde, put her hand on Casey's
back to push her chest out, which was greeted by laughter
and more comments about Casey's breasts.
She twirled the captive teen around so the room could see
her rounded buttocks, and then turned her again, as the
room laughed and cackled in laughter. Casey was horrified
at her obscene position.
Though some of the girls seemed quiet, and unhappy, at
least half were yelling raucously, and crowing with
laughter.
"Show the little whore!!" they cried.
Karen leaned forward and lowered her face quickly, her lips
engulfing Casey's left nipple, and her mouth sucking
voraciously. The room erupted in laughter, which
heightened when the black girl bit down viciously, sending
Casey into a squirming fit of desperation as she tried to
pull her stinging nipple away from the sharp teeth.
Tears began to dribble out of the blonde teenagers eyes as
she collapsed inwardly from the humiliation and
hopelessness of the predicament. This was quickly noticed
and caused further delight amongst the crowd of girls.
"Turn her around and lets give her something to really cry
about."
There was a chorus of agreement and Casey was once again
turned toward the pillar. The tight bindings bit into her
skin and were cutting off circulation to her hands as they
held her helpless against their attentions. Then she heard
the crowing and laughing die down.
Suddenly a kind of swishing sound filled the air. Just as
Casey recognized it from the previous night, a loud crack
echoed throughout the room as a thin, but heavy belt
smashed against her back. Casey screamed into the rag, as
the belt slashed down over and over again.
There were few other sounds in the barracks as the other
girls watched in awe. The belt arced down against the
smooth white skin of the little blonde, snapping viciously
down against Casey's back, shoulders, and buttocks, leaving
red welts, and screaming hot pain in their wake.
She shuddered and trembled with each blow, her body
smashing against the pillar repeatedly. Splinters from the
rough wood dug into the tender flesh of her stomach and
breasts, while tears streamed down her face.
Some of the blows were so harsh the teenager was driven off
her feet, to hang helplessly by her wrists for several
seconds. Her back was already so inflamed by pain that new
blows hardly mattered for more than a second or two.
By the time Karen gave the order to stop, Casey was hanging
by her wrists, her agonized body no longer able to support
her weight as the blows rained down against her. Her back
and buttocks were red with criss crossing red welts where
the belt had landed.
Karen moved next to her and grasped a handful of short
yellow hair between her black fingers. Casey groaned
almost unconsciously as her head was jerked backwards.
"You learned your lesson cuntpad?" she hissed. Casey
could only moan unintelligibly through her pain and the
gag.
"I don't think she has." Karen said to the room.
She stood back and took the belt from the brunette holding
it. THWACK! The belt slashed down against Casey's right
buttock, sending her hip crashing into the pillar again.
CRACK! Many of the girls flinched as the force of the blow
on her back smashed Casey forward again.
"Turn the little slut around!" Karen ordered.
The brunette and a slim redhead, quickly moved the dazed
girl so her back was against the pillar. Her wrists were
crossed far above her head and small drops of blood could
be seen trickling from under the ropes that held her.
THWAACCKKK !!
Several girls gasped as the belt slashed down across the
middle of Casey's left breast.
It seemed to separate the meaty pillow in two for an
instant, then as it withdrew, the breast bounced and
jiggled as a dark angry red line appeared directly across
the centre.
Casey's brain reeled under this new pain. Her body was
flung backward, her tailbone smashing into the pillar with
bruising impact.
THWACKK !... THWACK !.... THWACKKK !
The belt cracked down against Casey's tender, rounded meat
orbs, leaving them bruised, and reddened, with horrible red
welts.
"Spread her legs apart." Karen said.
The two girls eagerly complied, each pulling aside one of
the girl's wobbly weakened limbs, opening up her groin.
Casey was practically unconscious by now, as Karen slid the
belt back, then lashed it forward at a side angle. The
belt slashed upward directly into Casey's crotch, impacting
with a loud dull thud against the girl's furry slit.
Even through the gag every girl in the room heard the
horrible agonized cry as Casey was thrown backwards and up
off her feet by the brutal blow.
Karen and several others grinned, while most of the girls
cringed. Karen slammed the belt up again, then again.
Each time sending the dazed girl into a twitching jerking
dance of agony and pain.
Finally Karen stopped. The blonde was in a stupor, almost
hanging completely by her wrists. A girl stepped forward
and waved smelling salts beneath her nose, making Casey
jerk her head back quickly.
"Since the little slut doesn't like getting it up the cunt,
we're gonna show her another way to have fun." Karen
called out. Karen stripped and donned the big dildo
harness, then walked toward Casey. The dildo was pointed
upward, and bounced slightly as the black girl moved behind
her.
Casey's body was pushed outward, her beaten breasts
thrusting up and to the sides as Karen slid her hands over
them. Karen's fingers fondled Casey's breasts, squeezing
and kneading the aching flesh not unkindly. Her hands slid
downward across Casey's belly and down into the V of her
crotch, to cup her pubic mound.
A single finger slid up inside the girl, sending her ass
jerking backwards. Casey felt the hardened length of the
dildo running up between her buttocks as it lay up between
the two girls. Karen's hand slid around her right thigh
and lifted her leg sideways and up off the floor.
"Lets see how you like this bitch." she cackled.
Casey groaned in fresh pain as he rounded head of the dildo
pushed against her crinkled little anal opening with
greater and greater force. Lubricated by her sweat the
slippery rubber shoved aside Casey's sphincter and thrust
far up into the defenceless girl's asshole.
Karen humped her body forward, driving the rubber cock
higher and deeper into the defenceless girl's anus. Casey
felt the rigid rubber going far up into her guts, then
ramming against the end of her ass tube insistently. She
cried anew, and whimpered pitiful small noises into the
gag, as the cock rammed up against her guts again and
again. Finally she felt the crinkly hairs of Karen's pussy
against her ass cheeks as the dildo was driven all the way
up inside her belly.
"You got it all little slut!" Karen hissed, lunging
forward again, to ram the end of the cock into the blonde's
guts again and again.
Some of the other girls began to find their cunts growing
slippery and warm at the sight of the two. Karen dropped
Casey's leg back to the floor. Casey gasped as all her
weight was brought down on the dildo and she was impaled by
the brutal instrument.
She struggled to stand but was hampered by Karen's
clutching hands which kept her legs forced apart. She was
forced to shove her ass back against the black girl to keep
her toes on the floor.
A girl moved forward and took a picture then, as Karen
humped her hips forward, digging the fake cock way up into
the blonde's tortured anus.
Casey was bent like a bow. Her arms stretched above and
behind her and balanced precariously on her toes. Her ass
was pushed back against Karen and her chest shoved out.
Karen held her hips tightly and humped upward with short
vicious thrusts of her hips.
Her hands slid up onto Casey's tits again, squeezing
tightly, then one worked down between the blonde's legs,
and slid two fingers up into her twat. Karen finally tired
and pulled out.
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