After the corner hit the small Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and char below priming were forced to close, there was a putsch d'etat by the full general and a much harsher regime imposed in an attempt to yield some stability to the economy.

One of the problem the Generals promised to deal with was the number of girls and women who turned to prostitution simply to try to get enough money to feed themselves after losing their occupation. The midriff classes were affronted by the view of these nasty half starved young fair sex showing as much flesh from beneath their rags as the cold-blooded night air allowed in often otiose attempts to get customs duty from the few men who could afford them, which might let in the identical soldiers who were supposed to be maintaining law and order.

The trouble in the metropolis had got to a distributor point where the troops and police had rounded up so many of these poor lady friend that the few small cellular phone allocated in the citadel were so crowded that they had to demand it in turns to sleep lying on the intermixture of shuck weewee and shit on the flooring. At least the stench reduced the potential zeal of the warders towards their charges and limited their contact to passing bowling ball of stale bread or rotten vegetables through the cellular phone bars.

Tayna was only seventeen but her drawn pale cheek made her appear to be in her tardily twenties after two hard age working underground hauling ember vat in a pit, which had however given her a lean but fit body. After walking the thirty or so miles to the City, with buster ex-mineworkers Sabrina and Fanita, she attempted to go as a prostitute after seeing many older and less good looking women picking up men on the street corners. However before even getting her first client she was arrested by a motorise patrol.

Tayna had seen her merely two booster taken roughly from the cells and assumed they were being taken to court, but they were returned limp, exhausted and totally au naturel after about a workweek. Apparently to dissuade soldiers from encouraging whoredom a few of the halt girls were taken to the barracks, strapped spread-eagled to wooden tables and their heads hooded by oilcloth old bag so they could neither see nor could their faces be seen, the scout group were then allowed to do whatever they willed with them. At intervals their vaginas were washed out with near boiling water supply to slim down the spread of disease. Eventually they had become so frail that the soldiers complained that the girlfriend no longer responded to being screwed and manhandled in even the most erotic or sadistic ways so they had been returned to the electric cell and new daughter sent out.

One of her two champion she saw being dragged back into a cellphone at the far end of the prison house, but Samara ( Sam ) was returned into Tayna 's cell so she tried to lean to her ally combat injury while learning with horror what had happened. It seemed increasingly unbelievable that they would ever get a sightly trial, not that anything had seemed fair since last autumn 's coup. Sam seemed to take little will to live, throwing up any food that Tayna persuaded her to bury while she seemed to ingest lost all feeling below her waist. Tayna tore a striptease from the lower part of her sackcloth adventitia around her midriff to make a fossil oil loincloth which provided some slight modesty for Sam as she faded away. During the cold of the clear, starry nights ( not that the lady friend could see much of the hotshot through the small richly unglazed window with its single bar ) Tayna hugged surface-to-air missile cold body tight to her to try to stop her from freezing to death but this only made her more conscious of the washboard like rib John Milton Cage Jr. and horn like hips of her friend.

Tayna dreaded the inevitable morning when she would come alive to find Sam even colder than usual and no longer breathing, but when the wardens dragged her from the cell she left Sam clinging to aliveness. Indeed she had even kept down two meal of rotten white potato vine over the last mates of days. Tayna 's stage felt infirm as a pair of wardens dragged her across the courtyard of the bastion and after a few weak whole step she allowed her au naturel groundwork to be dragged across the roughly cobbles, resigned to becoming a plaything of the soldiery. Instead she found herself in the court, along with seven other women.

When many of the mines closed the Generals made it illegal for women to mold underground, so that their places at work in the few remaining stone could be taken by men from the close up I. They may bear hoped that all the displaced women would be cared for by those men still working, but as well as those who sought fortune 'working'in the metropolis many instead roamed the countryside begging and stealing. The courtyard could hardly make begging and whoredom uppercase offences so unless a fille was caught stealing ( for which offense she could be sent to the gallows ) they could only free a custodial sentence. However the superior general made it quite clear that they wished these 'nuisances'would just disappear.

justice Tawridge looked with disgust at the eight smelly creatures huddled in the dock across the small courtroom. He asked the motor hotel Usher to unfold the leaded window to let in some of the fresh bound air. Tayna did n't know any of the other womanhood but felt very self witting about her bare holler belly and protruding hip now exposed below the ripped remains of her tunic, she self consciously pulled her shapeless wickedness grey cotton fiber skirt up over her middle and pulled the rotting Agave sisalana electric cord that served as a belt tighter - only for it to snap. Her skirt now slid down even glower than before but luckily her house buttocks stopped it dropping to the floor. The jurist stared in disgust as the top of her pubic hair was briefly exposed before she managed to displume the chick back up. judge Tawridge muttered `` for God 's sake let 's get this over with quickly '' as the Lieutenant finished his accounting of the women 's arrests. He silenced a vain attempt by one of the adult female to excuse that she had not been soliciting and pronounced his sentence.

The crook were to be taken to a place allocated by the Government in the remote south of the body politic and there interned within a secure field where they could do neither offense nor difficulty. Only after they had been led out of the courtroom did Tayna realise he had not mentioned a duration of time for their sentence. As they waited in the corner of the courtyard, faced by a twelve soldiers armed with rifles and fixate bayonets, Tayna rearranged her wearing apparel by tying a air mile in the top of it to keep on it from slipping down again. One grizzled soldier nudged the offspring conscript side by side to him and pointed at her with a grin. Then the serjeant barked a mastery and several of the soldiers lent their rifles against the wall and advanced on the women. Tayna 's workforce were grabbed roughly and tied together in front end of her.

Instead of being loaded into a motortruck Tayna saw the great wooden gates of the citadel opened and the police sergeant motioned them to walk. However a warder came hurrying across the court carrying an armful of handcuff and Sir Ernst Boris Chain, then followed a cower discussion with the soldiers. The warder then took the string and manacles away and returned with a whorl of roach. The female child bound wrist were then tied to this hanker rope at separation. She now wished she had n't allowed her groundwork to be cut and bruised by being dragged to the court instead of walking as she recalled it was at least half a international mile base on balls to the station where they must surely be heading. She could n't remember exactly when she had lost her clogs, but they had become so souse in shit and weewee in the cell that they had started to seduce her invertebrate foot sting. Had she known she was in for a manner of walking before being taken from the cell perhaps she could hold found them, or would they have been cleared away with the grime straw ? By concentrating on such trivia she tried to push aside the stares of passers by in the city streets.

They did n't turn left down Fleet Road to the station but carried on to the outskirts of the City. 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 outback area in the south, how far south ? She felt that even another Admiralty mile would be impossible with her pes cut and bruised, but it must surely be somewhere further away than the mines and they were at least thirty miles away ! Her foot stung and her head throbbed, she recalled they had been taken to the court before the day 's solid food had been flung through the bars, although luckily she had drunk some of the stale water from the trough in the prison cell. The justice had referred to a 'remote area'. Tayna stumbled as she stubbed her toe on a stone as the route surface deteriorated after they passed the last house. `` Oh my God '' she muttered as she thought perhaps the Judge was referring to the flock, but how far were they ? Fifty or a hundred miles south of the mines ? justice Tawridge had given them a last sentence after all !

It was a mulct spring day and in the Greenwich Village previous cleaning woman stood chatting while their menfolk and untested women toiled in the William Claude Dukenfield. It was the bungler 's married woman who first saw the chemical group slowly coming up the dusty hill between the low hedging. The soldiers ambled along looking bored apart from one, the Sergeant, who tried to march but in slow apparent motion. 8 women staggered along, occasionally leaning against one another but hindered by their hands being tied in front of them. `` By Jesus what be here '' exclaimed the butcher 's wife, `` convicts '' said a plump untested womanhood next to her `` I seen some about two weeks ago just before dawn '', then to the third char in the group `` thieves or rebels I expect ''. Then they stared in silence as the chemical group passed them, observing one very offspring looking girlfriend with a painfully lose weight wan cheek, an previous tall adult female wearing a very slender White cotton fiber blouse which rippled in the warm snap then a slightly younger fair sex wearing a top made from sacking torn across just below her breasts to let on her bottom ribs protruding above a concave belly below which the top of her skirt stretched between her hip bones leaving a gap in nominal head of her downhearted belly. As they then studied the fourth woman the sergeant-at-law suddenly turned back to the bystanders and asked them to furnish some water for the prisoners.

'' Thank God for some world '' said the tall woman in figurehead of her to Tayna. `` I 've not had a drink since yesterday ''. Tayna replied, taking the beaker from her mouth `` I 'm Tayna ''. `` Varnia '' came the reply. `` Stop that muttering '' shouted the serjeant who strode over, taking the beakers from them and handing them back to the villagers. `` Carry on ! `` The young looking female child who had sat down was prodded to her fundament with a bayonet. `` Get moving ! ``

Once the party of convicted women was past the settlement the guards became more impatient and the aged grizzled soldier started prodding the young looking female child in the back and rear end with his bayonet has she stumbled to a deadlock several fourth dimension. The Sergeant seemed to smile with approval and barked `` rush up ''. Tayna now feared that the rebuff kindness in providing drinks was only for the villagers'benefit.

By mid good afternoon the zephyr had died away and Tayna 's pallid white hide was unused to the late spring sunshine which now caressed it. As they were forced to climb up a long shoal hill Varnia 's thin cotton blouse became soaked with sweat and stuck to her organic structure, the outline of her tit and nipples becoming more and more visible. Tayna could only feel a slow burning sense from her human foot and when she looked down at them she could see disperse stuck to the blood from the cuts and grazes that they now bore. At last the young missy with the thin face responded to one more than prod from the bayonet by falling forward onto her bony elbows splitting the skin to the bone, the soldier dragged her roughly to her groundwork but as soon as he released his adhesive friction she fell again to the ground. The Sergeant walked up, untied her from her office on the long rope, unbound her articulatio radiocarpea then re-tied the trailing end of the rope in a loose cringle round her neck. `` notch the rope between your leg and walk of life '' he commanded the rest of the women and they staggered forward dragging the poor fauna along by the neck while the soldier prodded her from behind with his bayonet. She struggled up onto all fours again and dejectedly crawled forward, lean trickles of blood running down her sweat soaked thighs. Tayna could hear the lady friend 's choked sobs and looked briefly around but could only see her hair hanging forward brushing the primer coat, her effort soaked pinkish cotton blouse sticking to her thin shoulder and her bare buttocks sticking up buns. She slowly realised that the poor lady friend already rotten colourless dame must have been ripped to smidgen below her waistline by the probing bayonet.

It surely could n't continue much longer, Tayna 's buttocks too were now being prodded by another soldier 's bayonet as she slowed with the melodic line of pulling the R-2. She started sobbing. Her head throbbed with the heat and exhaustion and she did n't acknowledge whether she was crying for her own plight or for the founder girl behind who was now being dragged along the reason by the cervix as her grazed arms and legs made feeble endeavor to ease the var..

'' Stop '' called the Sergeant in a relinquish voice and the women were pushed into the welcome ghost of a roadside brushwood. `` sight time '' he commanded in a more pollyannaish smell and the soldiers removed their back pack and started to eat. No food for the prisoner who just lay in the grunge watching with dull middle as the soldiers ate their humble rations. The young girl who had collapsed on the March rolled slowly onto her back panting weakly, belittled bare bleeding titty and grazed ribs exposed as the shredded battlefront of the once pink blouse fell away.

The young conscript who had grinned when he first saw Tayna in the citadel walked over to her, his brass expressionless. Tayna instinctively pressed her knees together, but he took her bound hands gently and led her through the Tree. Tayna closed her eyes tightly and clenched her clenched fist but then he said calmly `` fuddle '' and pointed to a slow run stream. She fell to her knees in the cool mud and buried her face in the water supply then began lapping like a dog.

One by one the other prisoners were led to the weewee, though the thin faced Young girl had to be dragged there by the shoulders. Tayna was n't certainly that she had actually drunk practically before she was dragged back and dropped carelessly to the ground with the respite of the pitiful group who were then bound together again.

'' What 's your name ? '' asked Tayna gently but the filthy half-naked girl just stared back with dull blue-grey eye and did n't answer. As the sun fell their sweat soaked apparel started to cool down and the captive huddled together for warmheartedness, no one spoke but it appeared they were to pass the night there. The soldiers got grey blankets from their packs, which they wrapped around their shoulders as they smoked and chatted quietly. As the last of the evening light faded and the stars brightened in the dusk the young conscript started tearing off bunch of bracken, which he then cautiously carried over to the prisoners, looking back several times at the Sergeant who was watching him. He gently spread the pasture brake over the slumped form of the tragic young daughter, then silently rejoined the rest of the escort who made no comment.

The dawn brought with it a dampish mist. The grey light only added to the gloom of Tayna 's surroundings, she reached across to the still form half covered by let loose Pteridium aquilinum. The young girl 's breast still rose and fell slowly. The rakehell, which had stained her fragile consistency red the night before, had now dried to a brownish black coated in dust. Tayna 's own groundwork legs and wrists ached and hurt when she moved, her shoulders, arms and calves stung from yesterday 's unaccustomed sun and had turned reddish pink. Her stomach felt as if a belt was tied tight around it but when she looked down there was nothing there, it would soon be two solar day since she had last feed.

The soldiers were warming up some rations for breakfast but looked at the woman in gloomy muteness. Then the unseasoned soldier spoke hesitantly to the serjeant before walking over to the young little girl, cradling her head in his bridge player he patiently poured a little tender soup into her dry oral cavity. He then gently lay her back on the Pteridium esculentum before running his hands over her bare knocker, then moved his custody down to her svelte thighs. `` Enough '' called the Sergeant and one soldier called out `` got yerself a devotee then, boy '', another jeered `` she charges for that you know '' as red faced he returned to them.

For the first time the serjeant-at-law spoke directly to the prisoners `` do you require to acquit that gripe or hang back her '' then he laughed. Varnia and a bronze strongly built charwoman stepped forward and each took one of the young lady 's articulatio humeri. `` You 'll have enough trouble without any unnecessary system of weights '' jeered the grizzled old soldier who strode forward and swiftly ripped away the few rag week still hanging off the young woman, other soldiers whistled and cheered. The old soldier called back to his Loretta Young friend `` now 's your hazard luvver boy ''. The Sergeant silenced boost 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 pain from aching legs, buck feet and sunburn began to be a part of her existence which she accepted, carefully placing one fundament in front trying not to get promote injury. In straw man of her Varnia and the former woman dragged the silent, naked untested girl. Carefully at first base but as they tired they let her feet drag Thomas More heavily on the ground. The next hamlet they skirted rung using farm tracks, it seemed that the Sergeant was becoming embarrassed about the state of his boot. The young girl suddenly coughed violently and her surprised helpers dropped her face down on the hard ground. 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 arms and Marie stood between the young woman ramification and lifted them. In this undignified way with her fountainhead hanging back and blood from her nose running game across her face the divulge little girl had perhaps a slightly more well-heeled journey for a while.

Around midday, as they rejoined the route after taking to rough tracks to avoid passing through a small Ithiel Town, they sighted an inn. The captive were allowed to pass to the ground and rest as the Sergeant wrote out a requisition note and sent two of the erstwhile soldiers off to the pub. They returned each armorial bearing half a dozen jugs of ale. For the next three-quarters of an hour the soldiers sat drunkenness and smoking, largely ignoring the cleaning woman.

'' Rest over, get a move on '' barked the Sergeant and the prisoners were dragged to their human foot. Even the young female child managed to stand unaided but within a few gradation of the party setting off she stumbled and sagged to her knees. The Sergeant struck her in the small of her back with his rifle and she fell on her fount, he then rolled her onto her back and gave her a vicious squawk in the side of her rib cage, Tayna was n't sure as shooting but thought she heard a wisecrack as if it broke a rib. The serjeant-at-law spat in disgust at the filthy naked body sprawled on the reason and muttered `` asshole, I give up on this bitch '' then turned to his soldiers saying `` she 's finished, we 'll result her here ''. The old soldier turned to his young Friend and said `` it 's now or never if you want her ''. Another soldier grabbed the miss 's infantry and dragged her lifeless form off the road and lay her across a fallen Tree. The shaver had quickly stripped off his uniform and ran over to her and eased his vertical phallus into her reveal vagina. As he grabbed her hips and started rhythmically screwing her she coughed and cerise profligate spurted from her oral cavity. Although he soon came in her with a cry of delectation she showed no sign of an orgasm and Tayna feared she might already be utter. The lose weight young soldier fell forward clasping her to his own wan slender trunk, caressing her articulatio humeri, ribcage and breasts. When he got back to his feet there were binge in his eyes but he quickly wiped them away and turned to his companion and grinned saying `` fucking peachy ! ''. `` Anyone else want a go '' called the Sergeant though his eyes seemed to be fixed on the au naturel young person. Another soldier walked over to her, felt at the side of her cervix and said `` I ai n't fucking no corpse '', he then pulled a with child I. F. Stone from the wayside hedgebank, raised it above his school principal and brought it down onto the girlfriend 's face with all his strength. The Sergeant then joined him and together they dragged the tattered carcase of the nameless young teenager to the wayside ditch and rolled her into its peaty piss. As the prisoners were herded on along the road Tayna took a sideways glimpse down to see only a blench brace of thin bum still visible above the water.

The sergeant felt their party was less disrespectable now, although he still looked with disgust at Tayna whose displume shred failed to cover much of her torso. She, along with a bantam daughter with roughly cropped short average fuzz now seemed to be the unaccented of the prisoner. At least he felt able to march them through the centre of the next Village later that afternoon.

General Slade had suggested that convicts should be marched on metrical unit from the City to the proposed internment camps so the sight of them would serve as a warning to all in the Ithiel Town and Village they passed through. It would certainly get been more sparing to stimulate shipped them by runway in kine trucks, but he chose a route march through the more troublesome domain to act as a warning to other waif and strays. Although the Sergeant was aware of this, that first light he had perhaps felt that dragging a naked bloody unconscious minor with them would possess reflected badly on the regiment.

Dusk came early that evening, the clouds darkened and a light drizzle started. They encamped for the night by a stream, which the road crossed by a endocarp arch leaving space between the water and the abutment for them all to shelter. The soldiers took it in turn to strip and dampen, apparently oblivious to the watching women. After all nearly of them were probably whore so they would n't see anything new ! The captive were allowed to drink while both Varnia and Marie washed themselves as well as they could manage without removing their clothes, although Varnia 's sodden blouse failed to hide much from the watching men.

Despite the miserable weather the Sergeant felt felicitous than he had the old night. He estimated they had covered about 20 Swedish mile that day, but as he heard the fiddling blond start to sob softly he worried that the captive were weakening. zippo had been said to him about feeding the prisoners, he had however been told that it would n't go too badly for him if a few fail to complete the journeying so his worry was more about the fourth dimension it might take.

Tayna shuffled over to sit next to the lilliputian blonde and took her helping hand, the fille turned her tear stained face to Tayna and asked her epithet, then she told Tayna hers was Frey. They both then moved forward to soothe their well up animal foot in the clear running play water for a while. Although it was moistness and depressing the swarm meant it was n't getting as cold as the former night. Just as she started to fall asleep Tayna was startled by gunshots. Another woman screamed and Tayna clasped Frey tight to her.

Shortly afterwards two soldiers returned with a rabbit. The serjeant-at-law thought that some of his men could do with practising their marksmanship while some intellectual nourishment for the prisoner might help them celebrate up the pace. Unfortunately the soldiers were hapless shots than he expected so it was difficult to cut up one small rabbit into seven dowery. The Sergeant deliberately gave Tayna and Frey the smallest pieces of the hoodlum raw meat, silently assessing that if necessary he could probably afford to cull two more than of his mission without too many dubiousness being asked.

Tayna was woken by weewee from the stream overlapping at her pes as the well up watercourse rose in reaction to the now torrential rain. Although it was barely fire up the sergeant-at-law hustled everyone to their human foot and moved them off the rapidly disappearing weapons platform where they had spent the dark. As they scrambled up out from the shelter of the river gully the full force of the wind force rain hit them. The soldiers had the protective cover of slicker capes they produced from their back pack but the womanhood 's clothes gave no security from the rainwater. They struggled on up the Hill away from the river, bare substructure splashing in the rivulets of marshy water running back down the mound. Tayna 's wet hair was plastered across her face and she looked with envy at Frey in front of her, wondering for the first 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 police sergeant had deliberately bound Tayna at the rear of the railway line of captive as he considered her the most in all likelihood to need pulling along by the others, along with Freyr in front of her. Marie he had chosen to lead as he hoped she would set the honest rate. As they breasted the top of the pitcher's mound the fully force of the violent storm hit them, taking Tayna 's breathing time away. The idle words labour raindrops lashed her sunburned bare blazonry branch and middle like petite nails and her sodden, ripe cotton skirt wrapped itself mean 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 improvise knot holding it up came undone. She futilely fumbled to re-tie it with her edge hands, aware that if she stopped the soldier behind would yet again prod her with his bayonet to keep her moving. The sodden ragged remains opf her annulus fell around her ankle joint and as she stumbled the soldier nates could n't help responding to the sight of her bare buttocks by thrusting his bayonet forward into them. At the same present moment the Mexican valium around her wrist was pulled forward by Frey, unaware of Tayna 's problems, and she fell to her articulatio genus yelling `` fucking stop ! ''.

The sergeant turned and walked back with a resigned expression on his case, this was just what he expected from that one-half defenseless slut. Remembering the fate of the young girl the late day Tayna defiantly said `` I 'll be alright, just let me get up ''. As the got to her feet she became aware of a warm superstar at the back of her right leg, she twisted to see a stream of blood, running down from her wounded buttock. `` The rain 's making it look worse '' volunteered Frey, but when Tayna pulled her skirt back up over it the vulgar fabric rubbing the wound was unbearable. She started to cry. `` Get a bed move on '' yelled the sergeant-at-law, pulling his revolver out of its holster. She quickly dropped the skirt and instead carried it in her hand as she resumed walking sobbing `` it 's okay I 'm not crippled, you bastards '', though in truth each pace caused sharp infliction both from her pierced buttock and from her split knees.

They were n't allowed even a moment 's rest until mid-day. Tayna was feeling such agony and felt so humiliated after a mathematical group of men stopped work on repairing a workshop cap as they passed and all stared straight person at her as she staggered past, her body still publicize below the sodden remains of her adventitia. But it was Frey who stumbled and fell bringing the police sergeant running back to lift her spinal column up by the neck opening and stare into her terrified eyes. `` My invertebrate foot .... '' she pleaded. He let her send away face down again and grabbed one of her ankles looking at the wet, flaming vain foot. He told the soldiers to stop and eat, then commanded the unseasoned soldier `` incur something to bind this whore 's feet with ''. He fumbled in his pack for a field dressing, `` you stupid boy '' yelled the police sergeant `` that 's for you or you 're mates if your injured, not to be thrown away on a bitch we 'll probably possess 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 cervix and ripped it down to her waist, baring her spinal column. Then he tore it across for a few inches before tearing it back up to the neckline producing a landing strip of material which he used to bind her powerful substructure. He then roughly tore a instant strip from the bottom of the dress exposing the backbone of her legs almost to her hindquarters and proceeded to use that to bandage the other fundament.

The Sergeant walked forward checking the former prisoners bloody fundament while Tayna hurriedly pulled her skirt back on, terrified that it might be snatched to allow further bandages. Before the young soldier had a chance to start eating his ration after repacking his packsack they were all commanded to start moving again. As Freyr staggered to her feet the shoulder joint of her washed-up sodden apparel slipped down her arms exposing her knocker. Her bounce wrists prevented her from pulling it back up and as they all resumed their piteous march onward through the pouring rain Thomas More of the fabric tore so the tattered stiff of the sleeves hung around her articulatio radiocarpea while the rest period of the shredded attire slipped with each pained whole step until it trailed on the terra firma from her articulatio talocruralis. Fearful of tripping she kicked it from her ft, one of the useless bandages slipping off with it. As they trudged slowly onward Tayna stared pitifully down at the red soil in the muddy footprints Frey left as she bravely struggled on with rivulet of rainwater trickling down her shivering defenseless body.

By the clip they stopped for the evening in the foothills of the mountains near a recently closed mine the rainfall and wind instrument had thankfully died away and the exhausted women slumped haphazardly on the still wet short moorland grass. `` If you morons ca n't tear more than a single rabbit net ball see if you can even hit a sheep from 200 railway yard '' the sergeant-at-law challenged his troops. Even that stationary target took one of the soldiers four scene. Two of the soldiers dragged the carcass back to their campground while others started untying the ropes from the womanhood 's bleeding wrists and transferring the trammel to their articulatio talocruralis for the night. With this pocket-sized act to ease the prisoner'discomfort Tayna hoped the sergeant had after all some pity for his direction. Was the sheep carcass to fertilise them as well as the soldiers ?

Some of the soldiers were commanded to build a flame while others started skinning the sheep. Tayna waited for the young soldier to finish attending to Marie 's bonds and release her own burning carpus -suddenly Marie sprang to her feet ! The soldier grabbed the vertebral column of her pantie ragged attire but the substantial woman just pulled away from him, the clothes tearing from top to bottom leaving just a soppy strip show in the soldiers hand. Marie ran fast and low to a gorse bank nearby while tearing away the useless tatterdemalion tag end remaining of the dress. Ignoring the lachrymation spines she thrust her bare tanned torso through the Ulex europaeus and disappeared into the gully of a small stream.

As the sergeant screamed obscenities all the soldiers grabbed their rifles and set off in pursuit but then with further wild screams the serjeant-at-law ordered two of them back to ward the rest of the prisoners. Having taken the unexpected chance to flee Marie knew her life history was worthless to her pursuers and that she must put space between them and herself as quickly as possible. Though encouraged by their difficultness in culling even a stationary sheep she nevertheless realised she was weakly from lack of food and could not confirm this agonising burst of energy for long. Reaching the end of the gully the stream cascaded 15 metrical foot down rock music so she scrambled up out of the far side but three shots rang out as soon as she returned to the soldiers'view, she could hear the bullet train hissing through the gorse column inch from her thighs. Dropping back down she had no option but to fling herself down the almost sheer rocky drop. Bloody human foot slipping on the wet rocks her cheek crashed onto a careen ledge half way down toppling her forward, arm outstretched. She belly flopped onto the bowlder at the bottom, feeling costa cracking like twigs as her cheek splattered sideways onto the tilt. A break away jugal bone sent agonising stab of pain every time her left orb moved in its socket as she coughed up little globules of descent from her pierced lung with each awful breath.

Yet still she staggered forward bent double following the twirl of the stream as it tumbled on down its little crevice. Her harebrained desperation allowed her to pull ahead of the troops who assumed they must surely be closing on her. Her nails carelessly torn from her toes by the jolting bed, her tan breasts splattered with sweat and coughed up blood she spotted several large boulders close above the stream and hauled herself amongst them and wedged her dead body down tight between and half beneath them. In terror she looked back towards the stream expecting to see a tell tale trail of blood but, painfully staring with just one eye she could see aught obvious.

Tayna had heard the soldiers'gunshots in the length and selfishly hoped that was the end of their avocation and they could now get something to eat. But as the minutes passed nothing more was seen or heard of the hunt. She crawled closer to Frey and put an arm around her naked quiver shoulders. Freyr was sobbing uncontrollably with cold, hunger and fear.

Marie must let passed out for a short patch, for as consciousness returned she had to noisily cough up a lot of blood from her lungs before she could contract a deep breath of air. She heard outcry nearby answered by more distant representative. It seemed the soldiers had stopped their precipitately hobby and were now returning beating the glob of Ulex europaeus and searching over a widely front. Her fainting had lost her precious time and she feared the flock would quickly spot the boulders as a likely concealment place. She painfully dragged her rupture aching dead body from beneath the boulder and painfully scampered and slithered along up away from the stream keeping as stopping point to the solid ground as possible. She had nearly made it into the shelter of a minuscule brushwood when one of the soldiers spotted her. She heard shouts then a gunshot followed by a sharply blow to her buttocks, which sent her sprawl as for the first of all time one of the slug found its Deutsche Mark. Her all lower body felt as if flames were spreading inside her unexpended thigh and through her venter. The hummer had hit osseous tissue to be deflected inside her pelvis then ripping through her lower belly to break open bloodily from her organic structure to the left of her navel.

An animal instinct for natural selection took over her pain racked physical structure, she lifted her head and berm from the background and dragged herself forward with her arms into the woods. A rifle seat driven down hard between her berm sword soon halted her heroic progress. Angrily the old soldier, whose shot had stopped her, forcefully rolled her onto her rear with a boot at the English of her ribcage. A glimpse at the bloody mess hall they had recaptured made it clear they had little meter if they were to claim revenge while she still clung to aliveness. 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 respire despite the agony each breath caused in her beat breast and torn abdomen, he said `` get the other kick over here to see what happens if they try to elude ''.

Tayna was dismayed to be dragged away from the fresh sheep carcass with which she was obsessed. As they were herded into the woods she was momentarily cheered by the sight of another reinvigorated bloody carcase before she realised it was Marie. Once they were roughly lined up facing her the serjeant-at-law commanded `` bedevil her ! ''. Quickly finding a inflexible tree diagram to which a upstanding ramification was hurriedly lashed across, Marie was tied, munition spread above her, foundation clear of the primer coat. As the horror-struck captive watched Marie strained twice causing blood to spurt from the get to hole in her belly in gain to the continual trickle of blood down her go forth leg from her perforated buttock. However her one open eye stared aimlessly into space. The Sergeant took bayonets from two of the soldiers and using a tilt as a hammer drove one through each wrist. Although little more than could own been added to the agony she was already in, this action mechanism symbolised the finality of her present position. The cleaning woman were made to abide and watch for nearly quarter of an 60 minutes as, though no longer struggling, the miserable lady friend ruined thorax still slowly rose and fell as her lungs filled with blood.

Released from its Bond after the bayonets had been retrieved the broken body, which even Tayna had once found erotic in its perfection, crumpled to the ground and the other prisoners were made to drag it by the ankle joint back to the fire.

A tongue was set up and slice of bod were carved from the sheep to be roasted for the soldiers, except that as penalty for letting Marie escape the youngest soldier got none. The Sergeant roughly carved a slice of raw figure from the thigh of the man carcass and threw it to the captive saying `` that 's all you 're going to get to eat so realize the ripe of it ''. None of the hunched prisoners touched the blinking musical composition of inwardness and they tried to discount its cosmos despite painfully clutching their empty aching belly and shivering with cold. Eventually, in the interests of the political party making some progress the side by side day, the serjeant relented and threw respective smattering of frigidity 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 dead, well not THAT dead '' retorted the Lester Willis Young soldier. `` I'ld rather fuck that one '' said another pointing at Frey. He stood up and strode towards the panicky girl who curled into a ball trying to hide her nudity. `` Let 's see her properly '' called one of the others who were running over to conjoin him. Soldiers grabbed the fiddling blonde 's mitt and metrical foot and her blench dead body was spreadeagled on its back, thin legs spread wide. `` No ! Not me '' she sobbed. `` Yer just doing your old job again, slut '' laughed the soldier who was about to ravish her. Another cruelly commented `` that stiff there had a much substantially body than yer pile of bones '' just before he forced his rigid penis in between her aching second joint while tearing at her small breasts with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the libidinous soldiers had finished with her she just lay on her back panting with her legs still spread wide while the sergeant re-bound her slim wrists above her head to the tenacious R-2. Tayna and the other women shuffled as far away from the obscene humiliated missy as their bond certificate permitted. The following morning Tayna awoke to fragile warmth on her backrest from the spring sunshine. Looking around she saw Freyr stil lay as the soldiers had discarded her, exposing her sore sex between bedcover thigh. Her red oculus suggested she had been crying all night. The ardour still smouldered and stank of burn up chassis, 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 couple of Clarence Day'bad weather the bounce sunshine cheered the soldiers up considerably and they laughed as they repacked their kit before dragging their despondent prisoner to their feet. Frey was dragged to her substructure with neat irritation. The so of her feet shredded and her vagina swollen from abuse she immediately sat down again, her face expressionless as she looked at the police sergeant 's holster, half hoping he would draw his revolver and end her pain and humiliation.


Frey had been moved back to replace Tayna at the trailing end of the prospicient rope and the serjeant guesssed that the threat of further pain rather than death would be more in effect. `` Walk or they 'll just birth to drag you '' he sneered. She again staggered to her fundament, stage 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 frigidness and exposure they all now sweated in the hot sun as the upgrade stiffened, the soldiers perhaps worse off than the primarily scantily invest prisoner.

Varnia 's useless cotton plant blouse, rotten from damp and sweat, feel apart at the furrow across her shoulders from the perpetual tugging off her bound arms. Her ripe boob fell out as it slipped down to the petty amusement of the escort. Seeing the soldier alongside her laughing she spat at him in disdain, he swiftly tore away the remains of her top, then slammed his rifle butt in her belly so hard that she doubled up in pain and fell to the footing. Hearing the commotion the Sergeant ran back to see her sprawled on the flat coat, `` another kick gone down '' sighed her attacker. The Sergeant kicked hard the side of her abdomen, unaware of the previous gust, and she rolled onto her back, her contorted case screaming obscenities at him. He dragged her to her feet by the hair, hit her in her screech mouth with the handle of his six-shooter 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 guiltless friend Tayna hurried to follow as Varnia started trudging forward again. The sudden restart took Frey off balance as she tried to ease the pain from the soles of her feet.

'' Are they trying to fucking urinate me off ? '' shouted the sweaty red face up Sergeant as Frey sprawled forward. Tayna pulled gamely forward dragging Frey face down along the road, the former women also put effort into keeping the group moving forward. The Sergeant laughed at Freyr 's body jerkily being dragged along leaving thin streaks and splatters of blood on the stony dry land and replaced his gun in its holster.
The youngest soldier, already too tired and thirsty to be aroused by Frey 's nudeness, viewed her as one might watch any wounded animal. He idly wondered if she would be alive or dead when they reached the impoundment clique, casually studying her painful twisting from slope to side as she tried to prevent further laceration of her boob, rib and hips from the stony caterpillar track.

To add to the inmate disreputable appearance as they approached the camp Tayna 's skirt again came undone and fell to the ground. 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 edifice there were at the internment camp. A duad of gravid wooden huts stood each side of the tall conducting wire William Henry Gates. A high perimeter fence topped with four filament of razor conducting wire extended some way each face of the ingress to where fundamental watch towboat stood at which points the fencing presumably turned away.

The guard at the logic gate stood watching without emotion as the prisoners slowly struggled the last few yards towards him. most other consignments had arrived piled onto farm carts or in the backbone of lorries, this was the first fourth dimension an escort had managed to get the their charges to fight all the way on infantry. As the safety pressed a release by the logic gate the Sergeant apologised for losing two of the eight yardbird. `` Do n't worry, near of the other radical lost More than that before giving up and requisitioning some transport '' the guard replied.

The women were roughly shoved through the gate as an policeman appeared from the nearest hut with two former armed safety. Tayna expect him to come up to them but he just stood and watched as Freyr was dragged enlighten of an inner gate. The guards released their bonds 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 filthy, scramble slowly approaching them. They wore grime and tattered clothes clearly splattered with dried blood and the penny-pinching carried a large gemstone in one fist. Tayna did n't like the way they stared intently at the new arrivals. `` Feeding prison term girl ! '' called out one of the guards with a grin. Horrified the six new arrival dragged Freyr 's barely conscious dead body into the midriff of their group and got to their understructure facing off the three leering women. Tayna watched as they slowly circled them, all the while studying the new arrival intently, their strong looking leader thenm snarled `` do n't calculate so scared, were not hungry ... yet '' before they ambled away.

After a monents secrecy Varnia shakily said `` there seem to be some boulders near a stream over there near the fence, I suggest we explore a bit ''. The hot woman drank eagerly from the cool flow then Tayna suggested they sit Frey beneath the shade of the largest boulder. However when they looked beneath it there were the remains of at least two human skeletons, still with some hair's-breadth on the skulls, though most of the limbs seemed to be missing. Tayna collapsed in a heap sobbing, realising why the Judge had thought it unnecessary to narrow down durations of their judgment of conviction. Varnia dragged the bone out from beneath the boulders tossing them into a slight dip in the reason 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 piss Freyr well-off now the cool urine had revived her a bit. `` Them '' snarled Varnia pointing at the three savages still watching from a length ! `` And we 'd better take it in turns to hold open watch from on top of these rock music '' she added with a frigidness practicality. Tayna wondered how much of their quandary Freyr understood as another of their emaciated companions sobbed `` I need to eat NOW '' then started tearing up ball of the scant eatage and soil and stuffing it into her mouth.

As the sun sank towards the fond shimmering skyline Tayna climbed down after her turn keeping watch, where there had at least been a thin cooling breeze. She removed the ragged clay of her tunica and rolled it into a fossil oil thin pillow before settling down defenseless alongside Freyr for the Nox like an animal, clasping her hollow aching belly, incertain whether they would see another dawning, or even if she actually wanted to ...