



     I'm sure that by now you're sick and tired of all these smug
little notices authors of S&M and non-consensual sex stories have
been putting at the top of their files. But just in case you
aren't, here's another one:




                  WARNING!  WARNING!  WARNING!

         THIS STORY CONTAINS S&M AND NON-CONSENSUAL SEX
        IF YOU DON"T LIKE THIS STUFF, THEN DON'T READ IT!

                         END OF WARNING                           Nola39.txt

                         "The Terrorist"
                         "By Curt Strap"

                           Chapter 1  

     A blinding flash, followed instantly by the blast of hot,
acrid air threw her to the ground; Then the crash of breaking
glass, an unnatural silence, and blackness.
     Nola opened her eyes slowly. Her legs hurt and there was a
sharp pain in her stomach. She looked around, slowly realising that
she was lying on the ground on her belly. There were people dashing
madly in all directions. There was the smell of fire in the air,
but no sound. There was no sound! 
     "What happened to me?" She asked herself. Trying to get up,
she found it impossible to move her legs. "Why?"  
     Looking behind her Nola saw the reason for her inability to
move and for the pain in her legs. A large concrete pillar lay
across her upper legs. Fortunately it had also struck a parked car
and so had not landed on her with full force. 
     "How the hell did I get here?" 
     Then she remembered. "Of course the bomb! The fucking bomb."
She was trapped. The police must be on their way; they will be here
any moment. "Trapped." 
     She had told the guys that the timing device was too sensitive
but they had ignored her, "Fucking idiots!" she muttered to
herself. Reaching down she pulled the gun from the waistband of her
jeans. "So that's what caused the pain." She had landed on the gun
and bruised her stomach. She threw the gun under the wreck. It hit
the road silently, still no sound. Blackness closed in again.
     As Nola started to regain consciousness she was greeted by
loud ringing in both ears. She tried to guess why; then she
remembered. She tried to move her legs. They moved. She was free,
but how? Her vision cleared slowly. Nola tried to raise herself so
to look around but as she did she felt a hand push her back down.
     "Relax," she heard a voice say. It sounded far away and faint,
but, looking up, she stared at the eyes of an old oriental man. 
     "I'm a doctor," the voice, disconnected from the moving lips
Nola saw in front of her, said. "Stay still, you're in a hospital.
You got hurt in a bomb blast. Don't worry, no serious problems just
shock and bruising. You were lucky, three policeman are dead and
other citizens have nasty injuries." He took Nola's pulse. 
     "You're going to be fine. You'll have a headache and slight
deafness for a while, and some real colourful bruising on your
legs, but that will fade soon." 
     The doctor smiled and walked away. Nola was now fully awake
and her mind was racing. She remembered the blast, she remembered
being trapped by the concrete, but she didn't remember how she got
here. Why was she not arrested? Were the police waiting for her
outside? The doctor hadn't said anything so maybe she was safe.
Nola drifted into sleep. 
     Her sleep was restless as she started to dream, recalling the
incidents that had led up to her being involved in the bombing.
                              * * *

     Nola was thirty-seven. Her birthday had been last week, but it
had not been a joyful one. Only three months ago a new government
took control and the terrorism had started when it tried to take
control of the drug trade. Nola's father had been a judge during
the old regime, and when the coups happened her father was one of
those targeted by the rebels. On the day of the uprising Nola had
been hiking with friends and had returned to find her home on fire
and her family missing. She had fled back to the hills in panic.
There she met up with others on the run from the government and
they had formed into a band of terrorists, vowing to avenge the
imprisonment of their friends and relatives.
     Since that time more people had joined them. They had acquired
guns and had launched a couple of daring but stupid raids that had
somehow been successful. Then they had gotten their hands on some
explosives. After some discussion it had finally been decided to
attack the National Assembly building. 
                              * * *
     Nola woke with a start but the noises had only been in her
dream. It was dark now and the room was very quiet. Maybe because
her ears were still not right, she thought. Blinking, Nola looked
around the room, then she saw the door open slowly. Focusing in the
dim light, she saw that it was the doctor who had entered. The
doctor approached her bedside, smiling. 
     "Well, young woman! How are you?" inquired the doctor. 
     Nola answered that she felt okay. 
     The doctor continued, "The police contacted us; they were
asking about you. They seem to think that you were responsible for
the bomb. I told them that you were unconscious, but I did not
think you could have been involved." He smiled at Nola, but it was
not a reassuring smile.
     "Before the police come to question you, my colleagues and I
want to perform a few more tests. Then we may be able to help you
leave the hospital without talking to the police." the doctor told
Nola. 
     "Come with me now," he said.  
     "Right now?" Nola asked anxiously, "What sort of tests?
Where?" Nola feared that this was a trap and that the police would
spring upon her any second. "I don't want to go with you."
     The doctor looked angrily at Nola. "If you co-operate we may
be able to keep the police from you. Of course if you refuse,
that's up to you; but we will have no choice but to hand you over
at once." he snapped, "You would be well advised to cooperate." 
     Nola sighed, "okay, have it your way." she said. 
     "Very good. Get up and follow me please," said the doctor,
"and be as quick as you can."
     Nola climbed out of bed and, realising she was only wearing
her underwear, asked the doctor for a gown. 
     "Don't worry about modesty now." was the curt answer. "We are
not going far, it's not cold and nobody is around, now hurry."
     The doctor left the room quickly. Nola tried to keep up,
having to almost run to do so. At the end of the corridor the
doctor turned to the right and disappeared into a brightly lit
room. Nola hurried in behind him. Inside she saw another man who
looked even older than her doctor, maybe around seventy. Her
doctor, she guessed, looked to be in his middle fifties. The second
man was introduced as Dr. Chan, a specialist.
     Nola was told to sit on the edge of an examination table. The
type with leg rests at the bottom corners. Once she was seated,
both doctors began to examine her. They checked her eyes, her ears,
her pulse, her reflexes. They felt her leg joints and muscles, her
buttocks, her arms, her belly and her chest, pinching her nipples. 
     "Hey! What are you doing?" exclaimed Nola at that last touch. 
     "Just as you were told we wanted to do." her doctor replied.
"Now please stand up and remove your underwear."
     "Why?" demanded Nola. "No way man. What's going on here?" 
     The older man answered her. "Look Nola. It's real simple. If
you do as we ask, then you may escape the police. If not they will
take you and do whatever they want with you. Is that clear? Do you
want me to make the call?" 
     It was very clear! Nola feared the police for she knew that
they tortured even innocent people. She could not imagine what they
would do to her if they caught her. "I understand, don't call." she
replied resignedly.
     "Stand and get your bra and panties off." 
     Nola obeyed silently, removing her bra then her skimpy panties
and standing naked and defiant before the two men. Hell, she
thought, they're doctors; they've seen it all before! 
     She was tall and lightly muscled, and, although her breasts
were small, they were complemented by her thrusting buttocks. Her
best asset, her male friends assured her. She had short black hair
and a sprinkling of freckles across her cheeks.
     Both men admired the naked women, their eyes moving from her
breasts to the black pubic hair. The men closed in and ran their
hands over her body again, playing especially with her firm breasts
and pink nipples.
     "Get on the examination table and lie down." 
     It was Dr. Chan's voice. Nola did as she was told. 
     "We're going to have to examine you at little more closely."
the doctor said, placing Nola's feet in the stirrups on each side
of the bed. Dr. Chan turned a handle under the bed. The stirrups
moved slowly outward, spreading the Nola's legs wide. At the same
time the part of the bed beneath Nola's lower body tilted downward
leaving her with her ass suspended in mid air, supported only by
her back and her legs. 
     "Good!" said Dr. Chan, "Now we can see much better." 
     The other doctor pulled a broad belt from either side of the
bed and fastened it across Nola's waist, securing the nude woman to
the bed with her hands firmly held under the belt.
     When they had finished securing Nola, the two doctors left the
room. Nola lay there in fear, naked and secured to the bed, her
legs spread wide and her most intimate body parts on open display.
     She did not have to wait long. Shortly, a nurse entered the
room. She carried a bowl filled with warm water. 
     "The doctors have asked me to prepare you for your
examination," she said. That was all she said to her for the whole
time. With professional efficiency she then proceeded to remove her
pubic hair. She left as quickly as she had arrived.
     As the nurse went out of the door the two doctors re-entered.
     "Well now, that looks better already, we can see so much more
doctor?" said the older one. 
     "Yes, shall we get on with it?" came the excited reply. 
     Nola felt fingers encased in rubber probing at her asshole,
then she felt something cold and wet against it. Next she saw the
other doctor standing between her legs with a balloon catheter in
his hand. Nola felt her asshole open as the device was pushed in,
then the disgusting sensation of the thing expanding within her. 
     "There, that won't come out too easily," the doctor said. 
     The older man attached a tube to the end of the catheter and
ran the other end of it to a large bag of fluid which hung from a
hook near the ceiling. The man opened a valve on the end of the bag
and Nola felt the rush of cold water as it filled her bowels.
     The two doctors grinned at her, then at each other. 
     "Let that do its work for a few minutes," said oldest one,
"then we can get down to the 'examination'." From the way the man
said the word 'examination' and from his lewd smile, Nola knew that
this wasn't going to be a normal medical procedure.
     Five minutes passed, but it seemed like an hour to Nola as she
struggled with the urge to expel the content of her filled colon.
At last the doctors approached again, putting a large receptacle
under the Nola's ass where it overhung the bed. Nola felt the
pressure in the balloon being released, followed by the 'plop' as
it slipped out of her asshole, in turn followed by the rush of the
water pushed out by the built up pressure in her stomach. Nola had
never had an enema before, did not enjoy it and hoped it would
never happen again.
     Before Nola had time to recover fully, the doctor again
positioned himself between spread thighs. Again the Nola felt the
cold wetness as something was applied to her asshole. 
     "No!" she exclaimed, "Not again, please, please!" she begged
The doctor just smiled. 
     Nola felt a finger press against her hole. She tried to resist
but the pressure was to much and she felt the finger open her and
enter her ass. The doctor slid his finger in all the way to the
knuckle, then withdrew it only to push it back in even harder. Dr.
Chan stood beside the bed and grabbed Nola's breasts, pulling on
them and rubbing her nipples until, against Nola's will or desire,
the nipples started to harden. 
     "Well, look here!" exclaimed Dr. Chan, "Our little Nola is
getting excited.  How are you doing down there doc?"
     Nola felt the finger being pulled from her ass, only to be
replaced by two fingers, as he replied. "Feels good to me doctor,
give me another minute and we can move on to the next procedure.
Perhaps you should go first, as the senior here, to show me how to
do it?"
     "Fine by me." was the response from Dr. Chan as he let go of
Nola's breasts. He moved closer to the action and watched the other
doctor thrusting his fingers into Nola's asshole. Finally Nola felt
the fingers withdraw from her ass. Dr. Chan replaced the other man
standing between her legs and Nola felt him gently playing around
her asshole. 
     The other doctor had picked up a telephone and spoke to
someone, "Yes, yes, she is all prepared, you should come and join
us now." she heard the man saying. 
     Nola felt something large, larger than a finger, and hard
pushing against her asshole. Before she had time to really consider
it, she felt a sharp pain as her anus opened up to Dr. Chan's cock
and she felt the thick hard phallus enter her and fill her,
stretching her asshole wide. Nola tried to struggle but, because of
the way she was bound to the bed, it was useless. She felt the hard
cock drive deeply into her, then slide back out only to push back
in even harder, the doctors balls slapping against her ass as she
felt herself being ass fucked for the first time in her life. 
     The door opened and two more men came in. Nola hadn't seen
before, and had no idea who they were. They appeared to be about
the same age as Dr. Chan. What were they here for? 
     Nola soon found out. The men approached the head of the bed
and Nola felt her head fall back as the part of the bed supporting
her head was lowered. Immediately one of the men unzipped his pants
and forced his cock into the Nola's mouth.
     Taken by surprise at the suddenness of the action, Nola was
unable to resist. The large head of the cock filled her mouth, and
gagging for air, she found herself involuntarily sucking the
horrible smelly meat. She was now filled from both ends, as she was
reminded by the thrusting of the cock in her ass. The thrusting
became violent, more urgent, and Nola felt the warm wetness deep
inside her ass as the doctor came. At about the same time the cock
in her mouth started to swell, began pulsing and fired its sticky,
salty load down her throat. 
     Nola choked and gagged, but her shame and disgust went un-
noticed. The other doctor took his place between Nola's legs again,
but this time filled the Nola's cunt with his cock. 
     Nola was in a state of shock, but before she could even gasp
her mouth was filled again with another disgusting cock. This one
seemed even bigger than the last and she could only just get her
mouth around the huge head. Again she was fucked at both ends. 
                              * * *
     She was ass, cunt and mouth fucked repeatedly by the four men
over the next four hours until she lost count how many times she
was violated. Eventually it ended. The four had exhausted
themselves, and Nola was sore and barely conscious.  
     They left her alone, secured to the bed for awhile, presumably
while they dressed and cleaned up. Nola was thankful for the rest.
     About ten minutes later the two men who had come in part way
through her 'examination' came back. They released Nola from the
bed and helped her to stand. She had no idea who they where still.
     The two told her that she was going back to her room and they
escorted her out of the examination room and down the corridor. It
was only when she was half way to her room that Nola realised that
she was naked, but she was too weak to protest. The men dropped
Nola across her bed and left. Then Nola passed out.
     Some hours later Nola awoke with a start. As her head cleared,
she began to recall her ordeal. "Fucking shit! I have to get out of
here." she thought. She struggled to her feet and headed for the
closet that held her clothes. Empty! "Fuck! Now what?" 
     No time to think. The door to her room opened and in came Dr.
Chan, the two men from last night and another obese black man. 
     "I think you have something to tell us." said the black man!"
     Nola stared in horror. He was wearing the uniform of a captain
in the Security Police, the two men wore police uniforms also. 
     "Take her!" ordered the captain. 
     "Ah! you look confused Nola. Well, I am not sorry to have to
tell you we tricked you last night so that we could have some fun."
leered Dr. Chan. 
     "And if you thought the examination was hard, just wait to see
what they have in store for you at the police station!"                             Chapter 2

                        (To be Continued)

     This chapter will describe Nola's interrogation at the police
station. (It'll be rough) If anyone wants input let me know.         Listing of the NOLA series as of 8 April 1994. 

If you have any suggested titles and scenarios let me know.

Nola1.txt      "The Beginning" (Nola's introduction to S&M) 
Nola2.txt      "The Chief of Police" (Nola on a Turkish Island)
Nola3.txt      "The Augustines" (family's introduction to S&M)
Nola4.txt      "The Reverend" 
Nola5.txt      "The Island" (Inspired by Mister Phil)
Nola6.txt      "Nola's Children"
Nola7.txt      "The Rape Photographer"
Nola8.txt      "The Porn Producers"
Nola9.txt      "The Nurse" (torture by Viet Cong,incomplete,ideas?)
Nola10.txt     "The Children At Play" AKA Children.zip 
Nola11.txt     "The Game" AKA Sarah.zip
Nola12.txt     "The Doctor" (limited distribution)
Nola13.txt     "The Farm" (limited distribution)
Nola14.txt     "The Model"
Nola15.txt     "Un-titled" (incomplete)
Nola16.txt     "Blackmailing Nola"
Nola17.txt     "The Spy"
Nola18.txt     "The Tudor" AKA Simone.zip
Nola19.txt     "The Inquisition" AKA Inquis.zip (Nola in 1492)
Nola20.txt     "The Cottage" (incomplete)
Nola21.txt     "The Convent"
Nola22.txt     "The Cop" (incomplete)
Nola23.txt     "The Reporter"
Nola24.txt     "The Musician"
Nola25A.txt    "Nola and Tashia" (Nola humiliated by daughter) or
Nola25B.txt    "Nola and Jeremy" (Nola humiliated by son)(same sty)
               (The wonders of Wordperfect's search & replace)
Nola26.txt     "The Prison Matron" (limited distribution)
Nola27.txt     "The Complex"
Nola28.txt     "The Cruise" (includes Pamela1.zip to chap 7)
Nola29.txt     "The Scout Troop"
Nola30.txt     "Tashia"
Nola31.txt     "The Exhibitionist"
Nola32.txt     "The Asylum" (limited distribution)
Nola33.txt     "The Cellar"
Nola35.txt     "The Businesswoman" (Caught in a double-cross)
Nola36.txt     Un-named as of today
Nola37.txt     Un-named as of today
Nola38.txt     Un-names as of today
Nola39.txt     "The Terrorist"
Nola40.txt     "The Indians" (inspired by Mister Phil)

Curt Strap 

