After the recession hit the small Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and women below background were forced to conclude, there was a coup d'etat by the superior general and a much rough authorities imposed in an attempt to return some stability to the economy.

One of the trouble the general promised to parcel out with was the number of girls and adult female who turned to prostitution simply to try to get enough money to flow themselves after losing their jobs. The midway class were affronted by the mickle of these filthy half starved Cy Young women showing as much bod from beneath their tatter as the cold Nox air allowed in often futile effort to get impost from the few men who could open them, which might include the very soldiers who were supposed to be maintaining law and order.

The trouble in the city had got to a point where the scout troop and law had rounded up so many of these short girls that the few small cells allocated in the Citadel were so crowded that they had to take it in turns to catch some Z's lying on the intermixture of straw urine and shit on the level. At least the malodor reduced the possible ardour of the warders towards their charges and limited their contact to passing bowls of stale dinero or stinky veggie through the jail cell bars.

Tayna was only seventeen but her worn pale face made her look to be in her late twenty after two severe geezerhood working underground hauling coal vat in a colliery, which had however given her a list but fit trunk. After walking the thirty or so stat mi to the City, with dude ex-mineworkers Sabrina and Fanita, she attempted to solve as a prostitute after seeing many older and less expert looking cleaning lady picking up men on the street corners. However before even getting her first customer she was arrested by a motorized patrol.

Tayna had seen her only two friends taken roughly from the cells and assumed they were being taken to court, but they were returned limp, exhausted and totally naked after about a week. Apparently to dissuade soldiers from encouraging prostitution a few of the arrested lady friend were taken to the barracks, strapped spread-eagled to wooden tables and their caput hooded by oilcloth travelling bag so they could neither see nor could their faces be seen, the troops were then allowed to do whatever they willed with them. At intervals their vaginas were washed out with skinny boiling water to reduce the spread of disease. Eventually they had become so sapless that the soldiers complained that the girls no longer responded to being screwed and manhandled in even the most titillating or sadistic manner so they had been returned to the cells and new girls sent out.

One of her two friends she saw being dragged back into a electric cell at the far end of the prison, but samara ( Sam ) was returned into Tayna 's cell so she tried to tend to her friends lesion while learning with horror what had happened. It seemed increasingly unbelievable that they would ever get a funfair trial, not that anything had seemed fair since last fall 's coup. Sam seemed to birth little will to live, throwing up any food that Tayna persuaded her to unsay while she seemed to have lost all feeling below her waist. Tayna tore a flight strip from the gloomy character of her sackcloth adventitia around her midriff to make a crude loincloth which provided some slight modesty for Sam as she faded away. During the low temperature of the pass, starry Nox ( not that the girl could see much of the stars through the small high unglazed windowpane with its undivided bar ) Tayna hugged Sams cold body tight to her to try to stop her from freezing to death but this only made her more witting of the washboard like rib cage and car horn like articulatio coxae of her friend.

Tayna dreaded the inevitable morning when she would awake to encounter Sam even colder than usual and no longer respiration, but when the wardens dragged her from the cell she left Sam clinging to lifespan. Indeed she had even kept down two meals of rotten potatoes over the endure couple of Day. Tayna 's wooden leg felt weak as a duo of wardens dragged her across the courtyard of the Citadel and after a few sapless steps she allowed her bare feet to be dragged across the rough cobble, resigned to becoming a plaything of the troops. Instead she found herself in the court, along with seven early women.

When many of the mines closed the general made it illegal for women to work underground, so that their piazza at oeuvre in the few remaining stone could be taken by men from the closed ones. They may experience hoped that all the send away cleaning lady would be cared for by those men still working, but as well as those who sought fortune 'working'in the city many instead roamed the countryside mendicancy and stealing. The courts could hardly score begging and prostitution capital law-breaking so unless a girl was caught stealing ( for which criminal offense she could be sent to the gallows ) they could only justify a custodial sentence. However the Generals made it quite clear that they wished these 'nuisances'would just disappear.

Judge Tawridge looked with disgust at the eight smelly creature huddled in the bob across the pocket-size courtroom. He asked the judicature Usher to open the head windowpane to let in some of the fresh spring air. Tayna did n't do it any of the former women but felt very self conscious about her bare hollow belly and protruding pelvic arch now exposed below the ripped remains of her tunic, she self consciously pulled her shapeless dark grey cotton doll up over her midriff and pulled the rotting Agave sisalana cord that served as a belt tighter - only for it to snatch. Her skirt now slid down even depressed than before but luckily her firm buttocks stopped it dropping to the floor. The evaluator stared in disgust as the top of her pubic hair was briefly exposed before she managed to pull the wench back up. jurist Tawridge muttered `` for God 's saki let 's get this over with quickly '' as the lieutenant finished his news report of the woman 's arrests. He silenced a vain attack by one of the womanhood to explain that she had not been soliciting and pronounced his sentence.

The criminal were to be taken to a place allocated by the Government in the outback south of the state and there interned within a secure area where they could cause neither offense nor trouble. Only after they had been led out of the courtroom did Tayna realise he had not mentioned a length of time for their sentence. As they waited in the corner of the courtyard, faced by a dozen soldiers armed with rifles and rigid bayonets, Tayna rearranged her dress by tying a knot in the top of it to maintain it from slipping down again. One grizzled soldier nudged the Whitney Moore Young Jr. conscript next to him and pointed at her with a smile. Then the Sergeant barked a command and several of the soldiers lent their rifles against the wall and advanced on the women. Tayna 's bridge player were grabbed roughly and tied together in front of her.

Instead of being loaded into a truck Tayna saw the majuscule wooden gates of the Citadel opened and the Sergeant motioned them to walk. However a warder came hurrying across the courtyard carrying an armful of handlock and chains, then followed a huddle together discussion with the soldiers. The warder then took the chains and manacles away and returned with a coil of rope. The girls bound radiocarpal joint were then tied to this long rope at intervals. She now wished she had n't allowed her understructure to be cut and bruised by being dragged to the motor hotel instead of walking as she recalled it was at least half a air mile paseo to the station where they must surely be heading. She could n't return exactly when she had lost her clog, but they had become so soaked in dogshit and urine in the cell that they had started to make her ft sting. Had she known she was in for a walk before being taken from the cell perhaps she could have found them, or would they have been cleared away with the colly drinking straw ? By concentrating on such trivia she tried to ignore the stares of passers by in the city streets.

They did n't call on left down Fleet Road to the station but carried on to the outskirts of the metropolis. With growing horror Tayna realised they were going to walk all the way ! How far ? judge Tawridge had said they were to be taken to a remote area in the due south, how far south ? She felt that even another mile would be out of the question with her feet cut and bruised, but it must surely be somewhere further away than the mines and they were at least thirty miles away ! Her substructure stung and her head throbbed, she recalled they had been taken to the court before the day 's intellectual nourishment had been flung through the legal profession, although luckily she had drunk some of the moth-eaten water from the till in the cell. The Judge had referred to a 'remote region'. Tayna stumbled as she stubbed her toe on a stone as the road control surface deteriorated after they passed the last theatre. `` Oh my God '' she muttered as she thought perhaps the judge was referring to the hatful, but how far were they ? L or a 100 mile south of the mines ? Judge Tawridge had given them a dying sentence after all !

It was a very well spring day and in the hamlet quondam woman stood chatting while their menfolk and new women toiled in the fields. It was the fumbler 's wife who first saw the group slowly coming up the dusty pitcher's mound between the low hedging. The soldiers ambled along looking bored apart from one, the Sergeant, who tried to march but in sluggish motility. Eight charwoman staggered along, occasionally leaning against one another but hindered by their hands being tied in front line of them. `` By Good Shepherd what be here '' exclaimed the blunderer 's married woman, `` convicts '' said a plump younger woman next to her `` I seen some about two weeks ago just before dawn '', then to the 3rd woman in the grouping `` thief or rebels I expect ''. Then they stared in silence as the radical passed them, observing one very Whitney Young looking fille with a painfully thin out pale face, an older marvellous woman wearing a very thin white cotton blouse which rippled in the warm breeze then a slightly unseasoned woman wearing a top made from sacking torn across just below her white meat to reveal her can ribs protruding above a concave venter below which the top of her dame stretched between her hip bones leaving a gap in front of her lower belly. As they then studied the quaternary woman the Sergeant suddenly turned back to the bystanders and asked them to provide some water for the prisoners.

'' Thank God for some human race '' said the tall woman in front line of her to Tayna. `` I 've not had a crapulence since yesterday ''. Tayna replied, taking the beaker from her mouth `` I 'm Tayna ''. `` Varnia '' came the response. `` diaphragm that muttering '' shouted the police sergeant who strode over, taking the beakers from them and handing them back to the villagers. `` Carry on ! `` The untested looking girl who had sat down was prodded to her feet with a bayonet. `` Get moving ! ``

Once the party of convicted women was past the village the guards became more impatient and the aged grizzled soldier started prodding the young looking little girl in the backrest and buttocks with his bayonet has she stumbled to a standstill several times. The sergeant seemed to smile with approving and barked `` hurry up ''. Tayna now feared that the slight kindness in providing drinks was only for the villagers'benefit.

By mid good afternoon the breeze had died away and Tayna 's pale white skin was unused to the tardily bounce temperateness which now caressed it. As they were forced to go up a farseeing shoal Alfred Hawthorne Varnia 's lose weight cotton wool blouse became soaked with sweat and stuck to her consistency, the abstract of her breasts and teat becoming more and more visible. Tayna could only feel a dull burning superstar from her metrical foot and when she looked down at them she could see dust stuck to the line from the cuts and grazes that they now bore. At live on the Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl with the melt off side responded to one more prod from the bayonet by falling forward onto her bony elbows splitting the skin to the bone, the soldier dragged her roughly to her substructure but as soon as he released his grip she fell again to the ground. The serjeant-at-law walked up, untied her from her position on the long rophy, unbound her wrists then re-tied the trailing end of the roach in a unloosen loop round her neck. `` pas the R-2 between your legs and pass '' he commanded the rest of the women and they staggered forward dragging the poor creature along by the neck while the soldier prodded her from behind with his bayonet. She struggled up onto all quaternity again and dejectedly crawled forward, thin dribble of rip running down her sweat soaked thighs. Tayna could learn the girl 's choked sobs and looked briefly around but could only see her hair hanging forward brushing the footing, her lather soaked pink cotton plant blouse sticking to her thin out shoulder joint and her bare buttocks sticking up behind. She slowly realised that the miserable female child already rotten colorless skirt must have been ripped to shreds below her shank by the probing bayonet.

It surely could n't cover much longer, Tayna 's buttocks too were now being prodded by another soldier 's bayonet as she slowed with the strain of pulling the rope. She started sobbing. Her head throbbed with the heating system and debilitation and she did n't have intercourse whether she was crying for her own plight or for the collapsed girl behind who was now being dragged along the footing by the neck as her grazed coat of arms and ramification made decrepit attempt to ease the strain.

'' catch '' called the Sergeant in a renounce articulation and the charwoman were pushed into the welcome shade of a roadside thicket. `` pot metre '' he commanded in a more pollyannaish flavour and the soldiers removed their backpacks and started to eat. No food for the prisoner who just lay in the malicious gossip watching with dull eyes as the soldiers ate their small rations. The offspring girl who had collapsed on the Master of Architecture rolled slowly onto her back trousering weakly, small bare bleeding knocker and grazed rib exposed as the tear up front man of the once pink blouse fell away.

The young inductee who had grinned when he first saw Tayna in the Citadel walked over to her, his cheek expressionless. Tayna instinctively pressed her knees together, but he took her bound hands gently and led her through the trees. Tayna closed her optic tightly and clenched her fists but then he said calmly `` imbibe '' and pointed to a slow running stream. She fell to her knees in the cool mud and buried her face in the water then began lapping like a dog.

One by one the other prisoners were led to the water system, though the thin faced untried girl had to be dragged there by the berm. Tayna was n't sure that she had actually drunk very much before she was dragged back and dropped carelessly to the ground with the rest of the pitiful mathematical group who were then bound together again.

'' What 's your name ? '' asked Tayna gently but the filthy half-naked girl just stared back with dim blue-grey heart and did n't answer. As the sun fell their perspiration soaked clothes started to cool and the prisoner huddled together for warmth, no one radius but it appeared they were to spend the night there. The soldiers got Second Earl Grey mantle from their gang, which they wrapped around their shoulder as they smoked and chatted quietly. As the last of the even light faded and the stars brightened in the dusk the young conscript started tearing off clod of Pteridium esculentum, which he then cautiously carried over to the prisoners, looking back respective clip at the serjeant who was watching him. He gently spread the bracken over the sink form of the tragic young miss, then silently rejoined the balance of the accompaniment who made no comment.

The dawn brought with it a damp mist. The grey light only added to the gloom of Tayna 's surroundings, she reached across to the still sort one-half covered by unloosen bracken. The new girl 's chest still rose and fell slowly. The descent, which had stained her fragile consistency red the Nox before, had now dried to a brown Negro coated in junk. Tayna 's own feet wooden leg and wrist joint ached and hurt when she moved, her shoulder joint, arms and calfskin stung from yesterday 's unaccustomed sun and had turned blood-red pink. Her stomach felt as if a belt was tied tight around it but when she looked down there was nada there, it would soon be two days since she had last eaten.

The soldiers were warming up some rations for breakfast but looked at the women in gloomy silence. Then the young soldier spoke hesitantly to the Sergeant before walking over to the Brigham Young girl, cradling her head in his script he patiently poured a little warm soup into her dry mouth. He then gently lay her back on the bracken before running his bridge player over her bare breast, then moved his manus down to her slenderize thighs. `` Enough '' called the Sergeant and one soldier called out `` got yerself a lover then, boy '', another jeered `` she charges for that you know '' as red faced he returned to them.

For the beginning time the serjeant-at-law spoke directly to the prisoner `` do you want to take that bitch or drag her '' then he laughed. Varnia and a tanned strongly built adult female stepped forward and each took one of the girl 's shoulder joint. `` You 'll ingest enough hassle without any unneeded weight '' jeered the whine old soldier who strode forward and swiftly ripped away the few rag still hanging off the girl, other soldiers whistled and cheered. The old soldier called back to his young friend `` now 's your chance luvver boy ''. The serjeant silenced further comment by shouting `` come along lovely boys, let 's get moving, we hardly got started yesterday ''.

The mist cleared but Tayna was thankful it remained cloudy. The botheration from aching branch, buck invertebrate foot and sunburn began to be a component of her existence which she accepted, carefully placing one groundwork in movement trying not to cause encourage injury. In front of her Varnia and the other charwoman dragged the silent, naked untried girl. Carefully at beginning but as they tired they let her foot drag more heavily on the ground. The side by side village they skirted round using farm tracks, it seemed that the serjeant was becoming embarrassed about the state of his charges. The Lester Willis Young girlfriend suddenly coughed violently and her surprised benefactor dropped her face down on the hard footing. The two women looked at each other and Varnia said wearily `` Marie, this is n't working '', Varnia then rolled the girl on her back and grabbed both her weaponry and Marie stood between the girls legs and lifted them. In this undignified way with her head hanging back and blood from her pry running across her cheek the broken daughter had perhaps a slightly more comfortable journey for a while.

Around high noon, as they rejoined the route after taking to rough in cart track to debar passing through a small town, they sighted an inn. The prisoners were allowed to fall to the primer coat and relaxation as the serjeant-at-law wrote out a requisition form note and sent two of the onetime soldiers off to the pub. They returned each bearing half a XII jugful of ale. For the future three-fourths of an 60 minutes the soldiers sat drink and smoking, largely ignoring the adult female.

'' repose over, get a move on '' barked the sergeant-at-law and the captive were dragged to their feet. Even the youthful girl managed to place upright unaided but within a few step of the party setting off she stumbled and sagged to her knees. The Sergeant struck her in the belittled of her back with his rifle and she fell on her face, he then rolled her onto her back and gave her a vicious bitch in the side of her rib cage, Tayna was n't sure but thought she heard a crack as if it broke a rib. The serjeant-at-law pettifoggery in disgust at the filthy au naturel trunk sprawled on the dry land and muttered `` Shit, I give up on this bitch '' then turned to his soldiers saying `` she 's finished, we 'll leave her here ''. The old soldier turned to his new admirer and said `` it 's now or never if you want her ''. Another soldier grabbed the girl 's feet and dragged her exanimate form off the road and lay her across a fallen tree. The youngster had quickly stripped off his uniform and ran over to her and eased his erect member into her exposed vagina. As he grabbed her pelvic arch and started rhythmically screwing her she coughed and crimson blood spurted from her mouth. Although he soon came in her with a cry of delectation she showed no sign of an sexual climax and Tayna feared she might already be bushed. The slender unseasoned soldier fell forward clasping her to his own blanch slender consistence, caressing her shoulders, ribcage and breasts. When he got back to his understructure there were teardrop in his heart but he quickly wiped them away and turned to his comrades and grinned saying `` fucking keen ! ''. `` Anyone else want a go '' called the police sergeant though his eyes seemed to be fixed on the au naturel youth. Another soldier walked over to her, felt at the side of meat of her neck and said `` I ai n't fucking no stiff '', he then pulled a large gemstone from the roadside hedgebank, raised it above his head and brought it down onto the girl 's face with all his strength. The sergeant then joined him and together they dragged the shattered carcass of the unknown young teenager to the wayside ditch and rolled her into its peaty water. As the captive were herded on along the road Tayna took a sideways glance down to see only a pale couple of thin buttocks still visible above the water.

The sergeant-at-law felt their party was less disrespectable now, although he still looked with disgust at Tayna whose tear rags failed to cover much of her consistence. She, along with a lilliputian girl with roughly cropped short fair hair now seemed to be the weakest of the prisoners. At least he felt able to march them through the centre of the following Greenwich Village later that afternoon.

general Slade had suggested that convicts should be marched on foot from the metropolis to the proposed internment camps so the mass of them would wait on as a warning to all in the town and villages they passed through. It would certainly have been to a greater extent economical to have shipped them by runway in Bos taurus trucks, but he chose a path march through the more troublesome arena to act as a warning to early waifs and strays. Although the Sergeant was cognisant of this, that morning he had perhaps felt that dragging a nude bloody unconscious kid with them would cause reflected badly on the regiment.

gloaming came early that evening, the clouds darkened and a illume drizzle started. They encamped for the night by a stream, which the road crossed by a stone arch leaving outer space between the water and the abutment for them all to shelter. The soldiers took it in turn to strip and wash, apparently unmindful to the watching women. After all most of them were probably whore so they would n't see anything new ! The prisoners were allowed to toast while both Varnia and Marie washed themselves as well as they could supervise without removing their apparel, although Varnia 's soppy blouse failed to obscure much from the watching men.

Despite the abject weather the Sergeant felt happier than he had the late night. He estimated they had covered about 20 miles that day, but as he heard the little blonde start to sob softly he worried that the prisoner were weakening. Nothing had been said to him about feeding the captive, he had however been told that it would n't go too badly for him if a few give way to complete the journeying so his fear was more about the time it might take.

Tayna shuffled over to sit side by side to the little blonde and took her helping hand, the girl turned her tear stained typeface to Tayna and asked her name, then she told Tayna hers was Frey. They both then moved forward to soothe their swollen feet in the clear track water for a while. Although it was damp and depressing the swarm meant it was n't getting as cold as the previous night. Just as she started to diminish departed Tayna was startled by gunshots. Another cleaning lady screamed and Tayna clasped Freyr tight to her.

Shortly afterwards two soldiers returned with a rabbit. The Sergeant thought that some of his men could do with practising their marksmanship while some food for the captive might help them preserve up the tread. Unfortunately the soldiers were poorer shots than he expected so it was difficult to cut up one small coney into seven parcel. The Sergeant deliberately gave Tayna and Freyr the smallest pieces of the tough raw meat, silently assessing that if necessary he could probably afford to cull two more of his bearing without too many motion being asked.

Tayna was woken by water from the stream lapping at her feet as the tumefy current rose in answer to the now torrential rainfall. Although it was barely alight the Sergeant hustled everyone to their metrical foot and moved them off the rapidly disappearing platform where they had spent the Night. As they scrambled up out from the protection of the river gully the full force of the wind push rainfall hit them. The soldiers had the protection of oilskin capes they produced from their rucksacks but the women 's clothes gave no protection from the pelting. They struggled on up the pitcher's mound away from the river, bare feet splashing in the rivulets of muddy piddle running back down the hill. Tayna 's wet hair was plastered across her face and she looked with envy at Frey in front of her, wondering for the maiden clock time if she had had her hair cut while held in the Citadel, or whether she had not long previously been arrested. Now was certainly not the time to ask her !

The sergeant-at-law had deliberately bound Tayna at the can of the furrow of prisoner as he considered her the most belike to need pulling along by the others, along with Frey in front of her. Marie he had chosen to top as he hoped she would set the Best pace. As they breasted the top of the hill the full military unit of the storm hit them, taking Tayna 's breath away. The current of air driven raindrops lashed her sunburned bare arms stage and middle like tiny nails and her sodden, advanced cotton plant chick wrapped itself tight around the battlefront of her thighs as she staggered forward, the movement of her legs made it slip down further below her hips as the improvised burl holding it up came undone. She futilely fumbled to re-tie it with her bound custody, aware that if she stopped the soldier seat would yet again prod her with his bayonet to hold back her moving. The soppy ragged remains opf her skirt fell around her ankle and as she stumbled the soldier seat could n't help responding to the sight of her bare nates by thrusting his bayonet forward into them. At the Same mo the R-2 around her wrist joint was pulled forward by Frey, unaware of Tayna 's trouble, and she fell to her knees yelling `` fucking stop ! ''.

The Sergeant turned and walked back with a resign look on his boldness, this was just what he expected from that half naked slut. Remembering the fate of the young girl the previous day Tayna defiantly said `` I 'll be alright, just let me get up ''. As the got to her fundament she became aware of a warm esthesis at the binding of her right leg, she twisted to see a flow of blood, running down from her bruise cheek. `` The rain 's making it look worse '' volunteered Frey, but when Tayna pulled her skirt back up over it the harsh material rubbing the wound was unbearable. She started to cry. `` Get a fucking move on '' yelled the Sergeant, pulling his six-gun out of its holster. She quickly dropped the doll and instead carried it in her hands as she resumed walking sobbing `` it 's okeh I 'm not crippled, you bastards '', though in truth each stone's throw caused discriminating pains both from her pierce cheek and from her Split knees.

They were n't allowed even a moment 's rest until mid-day. Tayna was feeling such torture and felt so humiliated after a group of men stopped workplace on repairing a workshop ceiling as they passed and all stared heterosexual person at her as she staggered past, her body still air below the sodden remains of her tunic. But it was Frey who stumbled and fell bringing the serjeant-at-law running back to lift her back up by the neck opening and stare into her terrified eyes. `` My human foot .... '' she pleaded. He let her drop face down again and grabbed one of her ankles looking at the wet, damn swollen foot. He told the soldiers to cease and eat, then commanded the young soldier `` get hold something to bind this whore 's feet with ''. He fumbled in his pack for a field binding, `` you stupid boy '' yelled the Sergeant `` that 's for you or you 're couple if your injured, not to be thrown away on a squawk we 'll probably make to shoot before the day 's out ''. `` Then what ... '' he started, then turned back to Frey who lay face down in the mud sobbing quietly. He grabbed the top of her coarse sodden dress behind her neck opening and ripped it down to her waist, baring her back. Then he tore it across for a few inches before tearing it back up to the neckline producing a strip of stuff which he used to bandage her right foot. He then roughly tore a indorsement strip from the merchantman of the clothes exposing the back of her leg almost to her bottom and proceeded to use that to bind the other substructure.

The Sergeant walked forward checking the other prisoners bloody metrical unit while Tayna hurriedly pulled her chick back on, terrified that it might be snatched to provide further bandage. Before the Danton True Young soldier had a chance to part eating his ration after repacking his backpack they were all commanded to originate moving again. As Frey staggered to her feet the articulatio humeri of her finished sodden dress slipped down her arms exposing her breasts. Her saltation wrists prevented her from pulling it back up and as they all resumed their pitiful march onward through the pouring rain more of the textile torus so the tattered corpse of the sleeves hung around her wrists while the rest of the shredded dress slipped with each pained step until it trailed on the ground from her articulatio talocruralis. Fearful of tripping she kicked it from her feet, one of the useless bandage slipping off with it. As they trudged slowly onward Tayna stared pitifully down at the red mark in the muddy footmark Frey left as she bravely struggled on with rivulet of rain trickling down her shivering au naturel body.

By the time they stopped for the evening in the foothills of the raft near a recently closed mine the rainfall and wind had thankfully died away and the exhausted women slumped haphazardly on the still wet suddenly moor grass. `` If you morons ca n't hit more than a I rabbit lets see if you can even hit a sheep from 200 M '' the serjeant challenged his flock. Even that stationary butt took one of the soldiers four crack. Two of the soldiers dragged the carcass back to their encampment while others started untying the ropes from the women 's hemorrhage wrists and transferring the bonds to their articulatio talocruralis for the nighttime. With this pocket-sized act to ease the prisoner'soreness Tayna hoped the serjeant had after all some pity for his charges. Was the sheep carcass to feed them as well as the soldiers ?

Some of the soldiers were commanded to establish a fire while others started skinning the sheep. Tayna waited for the offspring soldier to finish attending to Marie 's bonds and release her own electrocution wrists -suddenly Marie sprang to her animal foot ! The soldier grabbed the back of her scanty scold dress but the strong char just pulled away from him, the dress tearing from top to bottom leaving just a sodden slip in the soldiers hand. Marie ran fast and low to a Ulex europaeus banking company nearby while tearing away the useless tattered shred remaining of the wearing apparel. Ignoring the tearing spines she thrust her bare tanned body through the gorse and disappeared into the gully of a humble stream.

As the serjeant screamed smut all the soldiers grabbed their rifles and set off in chase but then with further angry screams the Sergeant ordered two of them back to ward the rest of the prisoners. Having taken the unexpected chance to flee Marie knew her life-time was worthless to her pursuers and that she must put distance between them and herself as quickly as possible. Though encouraged by their difficulty in culling even a stationary sheep she nevertheless realised she was weak from deficiency of food and could not sustain this agonising volley of energy for long. Reaching the end of the gully the stream cascaded 15 feet down rocks so she scrambled up out of the far side but three shots rang out as soon as she returned to the soldiers'thought, she could hear the bullets hissing through the gorse inch from her thighs. Dropping back down she had no selection but to fling herself down the almost sheer rocky bead. Bloody substructure slipping on the wet rocks her backside crashed onto a rock ledge one-half way down toppling her forward, blazon outstretched. She belly flopped onto the bowlder at the rear end, feeling ribs cracking the like branchlet as her face splattered sideways onto the rock-and-roll. A get out cheekbone sent agonising stabs of pain every metre her left orb moved in its socket as she coughed up trivial globules of blood from her pierced lung with each painful breath.

Yet still she staggered forward deflect double following the spin of the current as it tumbled on down its little scissure. Her mad despair allowed her to pull ahead of the military personnel who assumed they must surely be closing on her. Her nails carelessly torn from her toes by the rocky bed, her bronze breasts splattered with sweat and coughed up lineage she spotted several large boulders close above the stream and hauled herself amongst them and wedged her body down tight between and half to a lower place them. In panic she looked back towards the flow expecting to see a tell tarradiddle trail of blood but, painfully staring with just one eye she could see nothing obvious.

Tayna had heard the soldiers'gunshots in the aloofness and selfishly hoped that was the end of their pursuit and they could now get something to eat. But as the minutes passed nothing more was seen or heard of the hunt. She crawled nearer to Frey and put an arm around her naked shaking shoulders. Frey was sobbing uncontrollably with dusty, thirstiness and fear.

Marie must have passed out for a short spell, for as consciousness returned she had to noisily cough up a lot of blood from her lungs before she could call for a deep intimation of air. She heard shouts nearby answered by more distant voices. It seemed the soldiers had stopped their headlong following and were now returning beating the thump of Irish gorse and searching over a blanket front. Her fainting had lost her wanted time and she feared the scout troop would quickly spot the boulders as a belike concealment place. She painfully dragged her torn aching body from beneath the boulders and painfully scampered and slithered along up away from the stream keeping as finish to the ground as possible. She had nearly made it into the tax shelter of a small copse when one of the soldiers spotted her. She heard shouts then a gunshot followed by a sharp blow to her fundament, which sent her sprawling as for the number 1 fourth dimension one of the fastball found its St. Mark. Her unhurt lower physical structure felt as if flame were spreading inside her left thigh and through her abdomen. The bullet train had hit bone to be deflected inside her pelvis then ripping through her lower belly to burst bloodily from her body to the left of her navel.

An fauna instinct for natural selection took over her pain racked consistence, she lifted her nous and shoulders from the ground and dragged herself forward with her weapon system into the woods. A rifle butt driven down hard between her shoulder joint brand soon halted her dire progress. Angrily the old soldier, whose shot had stopped her, forcefully rolled her onto her backbone with a boot at the slope of her ribcage. A glance at the bloody tidy sum they had recaptured made it clear they had little time if they were to exact retaliation while she still clung to life. The Sergeant caught up with them red faced and panting, but smiling at the old soldier he said `` I knew you did n't need to join in the practise earlier, well done ! ''. After looking at Marie, sprawled on her back shuddering as she struggled to take a breath despite the agony each breath caused in her mash breast and mangled abdomen, he said `` get the other cunt over here to see what happens if they try to turn tail ''.

Tayna was dismayed to be dragged away from the refreshed sheep carcass with which she was obsessed. As they were herded into the woods she was momentarily cheered by the sight of another fresh bloody carcass before she realised it was Marie. Once they were roughly lined up facing her the sergeant commanded `` crucify her ! ''. Quickly finding a stalwart tree to which a satisfying branch was hurriedly lashed across, Marie was tied, weaponry spread above her, feet sack of the ground. As the horrified prisoner watched Marie strained twice causing blood to spurt from the get to hole in her belly in addition to the continual trickle of blood down her left field leg from her penetrate cheek. However her one open eye stared aimlessly into distance. The sergeant-at-law took bayonets from two of the soldiers and using a rock as a malleus drove one through each radiocarpal joint. Although little more could have got been added to the torture she was already in, this action symbolised the finality of her present position. The women were made to stand and watch over for nearly fourth of an time of day as, though no longer struggling, the piteous girls ruined pectus still slowly rose and fell as her lungs filled with blood.

Released from its bond certificate after the bayonets had been retrieved the broken eubstance, which even Tayna had once found erotic in its flawlessness, crumpled to the terra firma and the early captive were made to hale it by the ankles back to the fire.

A spit was set up and pieces of human body were carved from the sheep to be roasted for the soldiers, except that as punishment for letting Marie escape the unseasoned soldier got none. The police sergeant roughly carved a piece of raw anatomy from the thigh of the homo carcase and threw it to the prisoner saying `` that 's all you 're going to get to eat so make the best of it ''. None of the hunched prisoners touched the fucking firearm of meat and they tried to ignore its beingness despite painfully clutching their empty aching paunch and shivering with cold. Eventually, in the interests of the party making some procession the side by side day, the sergeant-at-law relented and threw several handful of cold discarded offal from the sheep at them, which they fought each former to devour.

'' You gon na shag another corpse then '' teased the other soldiers. `` She was n't all in, well not THAT deadened '' retorted the young soldier. `` I'ld rather fuck that one '' said another pointing at Frey. He stood up and strode towards the terrified girl who curled into a clump trying to hide her nakedness. `` Let 's see her properly '' called one of the others who were running over to bring together him. Soldiers grabbed the slight blonde 's hand and feet and her pale consistence was spreadeagled on its back, thin legs spread wide. `` No ! Not me '' she sobbed. `` Yer just doing your old job again, strumpet '' laughed the soldier who was about to assault her. Another cruelly commented `` that corpse there had a much better body than yer raft of bones '' just before he forced his rigid penis in between her aching second joint while tearing at her pocket-size breasts with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the lustful soldiers had finished with her she just lay on her back panting with her legs still spread wide while the sergeant-at-law re-bound her lose weight wrist joint above her capitulum to the tenacious rophy. Tayna and the other char shuffled as far away from the obscene humiliated young lady as their bonds permitted. The conform to good morning Tayna awoke to svelte passion on her back from the spring temperateness. Looking around she saw Frey stil lay as the soldiers had discarded her, exposing her sore sex between spread thighs. Her red eyes suggested she had been crying all night. The fire still smouldered and stank of burned-over figure, as both the sheep 's and Marie 's carcass had been thrown onto it where the flaming had failed to completely consume them.

After the last duo of days'bad weather the outpouring fair weather cheered the soldiers up considerably and they laughed as they repacked their kit before dragging their despondent captive to their feet. Freyr was dragged to her feet with great discomfort. The soles of her base shredded and her vagina swollen from abuse she immediately sat down again, her look expressionless as she looked at the Sergeant 's holster, one-half hoping he would trace his revolver and end her painful sensation and humiliation.


Freyr had been moved back to supervene upon Tayna at the trailing end of the foresighted rope and the Sergeant guesssed that the terror of further nuisance rather than last would be more effective. `` Walk or they 'll just take to drag you '' he sneered. She again staggered to her feet, legs bowed and feet twisted on bound in agony. Yet Tayna was amazed that Frey still staggered along behind them as they climbed higher into the mountains. In contrast to the recent continuous cold and vulnerability they all now sweated in the hot sun as the climb stiffened, the soldiers perhaps high-risk off than the in the main scantily raiment prisoners.

Varnia 's useless cotton blouse, rotten from dampness and sweat, finger apart at the furrow across her shoulders from the constant tugging off her bound arms. Her correct breast fell out as it slipped down to the piffling amusement of the escort. Seeing the soldier alongside her laughing she spat at him in contempt, he swiftly tore away the stiff of her top, then slammed his rifle butt in her belly so hard that she doubled up in infliction and fell to the footing. Hearing the commotion the serjeant-at-law ran back to see her sprawled on the footing, `` another bitch gone down '' sighed her attacker. The police sergeant kicked hard the side of meat of her abdomen, unaware of the premature puff, and she rolled onto her back, her contorted face screaming vulgarism at him. He dragged her to her feet by the hair, hit her in her screaming oral fissure with the handle of his revolver breaking three or four teeth and snarled `` I hope we do n't have to crucify you too, just when we 're almost there ''. Shocked at the senseless abuse of her innocent friend Tayna hurried to conform to as Varnia started trudging forward again. The sudden restart took Frey off balance as she tried to ease the pain in the neck from the Sol of her feet.

'' Are they trying to fucking pee me off ? '' shouted the sweaty red faced serjeant as Frey sprawled forward. Tayna pulled gamely forward dragging Freyr face down along the road, the other women also put effort into keeping the group moving forward. The serjeant-at-law laughed at Frey 's trunk jerkily being dragged along leaving thin out streaks and splatters of rake on the stony priming and replaced his gun in its holster.
The youngest soldier, already too exhaust and hungry to be aroused by Freyr 's nudity, viewed her as one might ascertain any wounded animal. He idly wondered if she would be alive or drained when they reached the imprisonment coterie, casually studying her abominable distortion from side to side as she tried to prevent further laceration of her bosom, ribs and hips from the stony track.

To add to the convicts disreputable appearing as they approached the camp Tayna 's skirt again came undo and fell to the primer coat. The rag was momentarily dragged beneath Freyr 's belly before it was left behind in the middle of the road.

Tayna was surprised to see how few buildings there were at the impounding camp. A duad of large wooden hutch stood each incline of the tall wire gates. A high border fence topped with four strands of razor telegram extended some way each side of the entrance to where rudimentary watch towers stood at which points the fence presumably turned away.

The guard at the gate stood watching without emotion as the prisoners slowly struggled the endure few yards towards him. Most other load had arrived piled onto farm cart or in the cover of lorries, this was the first time an escort had managed to get the their charges to struggle all the way on foot. As the safety pressed a button by the logic gate the sergeant-at-law apologised for losing two of the eight convicts. `` Do n't concern, nigh of the other groups lost more than that before giving up and requisitioning some conveyance '' the sentry duty replied.

The womanhood were roughly shoved through the gates as an officeholder appeared from the nearest hut with two early armed guards. Tayna expect him to direct them but he just stood and watched as Frey was dragged take in of an inner gate. The guards released their bail then just walked away. They girls all just lay resting where they had been released, wondering what would happen next.

Then Tayna noticed another group of three women with tanned, or foul, scramble slowly approaching them. They wore dirty and tatterdemalion clothes clearly splattered with dried line of descent and the nearest carried a gravid stone in one fist. Tayna did n't like the way they stared intently at the new reaching. `` Feeding fourth dimension young lady ! '' called out one of the guards with a smile. Horrified the six new comer dragged Frey 's barely witting body into the center of their group and got to their foot facing off the three leering women. Tayna watched as they slowly circled them, all the while studying the new arrivals intently, their strong looking drawing card thenm snarled `` do n't look so scared, were not hungry ... yet '' before they ambled away.

After a monents secretiveness Varnia shakily said `` there seem to be some Boulder near a stream over there near the fence, I suggest we explore a bit ''. The hot women drank eagerly from the cool stream then Tayna suggested they sit Frey beneath the subtlety of the tumid boulder. However when they looked beneath it there were the remains of at to the lowest degree two man skeletal frame, still with some hair on the skulls, though most of the branch seemed to be missing. Tayna collapsed in a peck sobbing, realising why the jurist had thought it unneeded to specify length of their sentences. Varnia dragged the osseous tissue out from beneath the Boulder tossing them into a slight dip in the dry land about 20 yards away so they would n't have to keep looking at them.

'' What are WE going to eat '' sobbed Tayna as she tried to make Freyr comfortable now the nerveless water supply had revived her a bit. `` Them '' snarled Varnia pointing at the three savages still watching from a distance ! `` And we 'd better occupy it in turns to go on watch from on top of these rock '' she added with a cold practicality. Tayna wondered how a great deal of their plight Frey understood as another of their emaciated familiar sobbed `` I need to eat NOW '' then started tearing up lump of the short pasture and soil and stuffing it into her mouth.

As the sun sank towards the strong shimmering horizon Tayna climbed down after her turn of events keeping lookout man, where there had at to the lowest degree been a slim cooling breeze. She removed the gravel remains of her tunica and rolled it into a fossil oil slenderize pillow before settling down defenseless alongside Freyr for the night like an animal, clasping her hollow aching belly, unsure whether they would see another dawn, or even if she actually wanted to ...