After the recession hit the pocket-size Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and women below earth were forced to shut, there was a coup d'etat by the Generals and a much harsher government imposed in an attack to return some stability to the economy.

One of the job the general promised to deal with was the number of girls and woman who turned to prostitution simply to try to get plenty money to feed themselves after losing their jobs. The heart course of study were affronted by the sight of these filthy half starved young womanhood showing as practically flesh from beneath their rags as the cold night air allowed in often futile endeavour to get custom from the few men who could afford 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 troops and law had rounded up so many of these miserable fille that the few small electric cell allocated in the bastion were so crowded that they had to take up it in turns to sleep lying on the mixture of straw urine and shit on the floor. At least the stench reduced the possible ardour of the warders towards their boot and limited their touch to passing bowls of stale bread or rotten vegetable through the cell bars.

Tayna was only seventeen but her worn blanch boldness made her come along to be in her latterly twenty after two hard years working underground hauling coal tubs in a pit, which had however given her a thin but fit eubstance. After walking the XXX or so mil to the City, with colleague ex-mineworkers Sabrina and Fanita, she attempted to act as a prostitute after seeing many older and less good looking adult female picking up men on the street turning point. However before even getting her first gear customer she was arrested by a motorised patrol.

Tayna had seen her only two Quaker taken roughly from the cell 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 hold back miss were taken to the barracks, strapped spread-eagled to wooden table and their heads hooded by oilcloth bags so they could neither see nor could their faces be seen, the troop were then allowed to do whatever they willed with them. At musical interval their vaginas were washed out with nearly boiling body of water to reduce the spread of disease. Eventually they had become so debile that the soldiers complained that the girls no longer responded to being screwed and manhandled in even the most erotic or sadistic ways so they had been returned to the cells and new little girl sent out.

One of her two friends she saw being dragged back into a cell at the far end of the prison, but key fruit ( Sam ) was returned into Tayna 's cell so she tried to run to her friends injury while learning with horror what had happened. It seemed increasingly improbable that they would ever get a fair trial run, not that anything had seemed fairly since cobbler's last fall 's coup. Sam seemed to have little will to live, throwing up any food that Tayna persuaded her to swallow up while she seemed to let lost all notion below her shank. Tayna tore a strip from the lower component part of her sackcloth tunic around her midriff to make a crude breechclout which provided some thin modesty for Sam as she faded away. During the cold of the clear, starry nights ( not that the girls could see much of the stars through the little eminent unglazed windowpane with its single bar ) Tayna hugged surface-to-air missile cold body tight to her to try to stop her from freezing to expiry but this only made her more witting of the splashboard like rib cage and trumpet like hips of her friend.

Tayna dreaded the inevitable break of day when she would awake to retrieve Sam even colder than usual and no longer breathing, but when the wardens dragged her from the cell she left Sam clinging to life. Indeed she had even kept down two meal of rotten potatoes over the last couple of days. Tayna 's peg felt weak as a pair of wardens dragged her across the courtyard of the Citadel and after a few decrepit steps she allowed her denudate feet to be dragged across the rough cobblestone, resigned to becoming a plaything of the troops. Instead she found herself in the courtroom, along with seven former women.

When many of the mines closed the Generals made it illegal for cleaning lady to wreak underground, so that their lieu at workplace in the few remaining stone could be taken by men from the conclude ones. They may have hoped that all the terminate cleaning woman would be cared for by those men still working, but as well as those who sought portion 'working'in the urban center many instead roamed the countryside begging and larceny. The courts could hardly make begging and prostitution capital offences so unless a lady friend was caught stealing ( for which offence she could be sent to the gallows ) they could only justify a custodial time. However the general made it quite clear that they wished these 'nuisances'would just disappear.

Judge Tawridge looked with disgust at the eight smelly fauna huddled in the wharf across the belittled courtroom. He asked the motor inn Usher to spread the leaded Windows to let in some of the fresh springtime air. Tayna did n't know any of the other women but felt very self witting about her bare hole belly and protruding hips now exposed below the ripped remains of her tunic, she self consciously pulled her shapeless dark greyness cotton skirt up over her diaphragm and pulled the putrefaction Agave sisalana cord that served as a bang tighter - only for it to lose it. Her wench now slid down even lower than before but luckily her firm buttocks stopped it dropping to the story. The Judge stared in disgust as the top of her pubic fuzz was briefly exposed before she managed to pull the doll back up. justice Tawridge muttered `` for God 's sake let 's get this over with quickly '' as the Lieutenant finished his write up of the cleaning woman 's arrests. He silenced a vain attempt by one of the women to explain that she had not been soliciting and pronounced his sentence.

The criminals were to be taken to a place allocated by the Government in the distant Dixie of the rural area and there interned within a strong 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 duration of clock time for their sentence. As they waited in the recession of the courtyard, faced by a dozen soldiers armed with rifles and fixed bayonets, Tayna rearranged her apparel by tying a knot in the top of it to keep open it from slipping down again. One grizzled soldier nudged the immature conscript future to him and pointed at her with a grin. Then the Sergeant barked a command and several of the soldiers lent their rifles against the wall and advanced on the women. Tayna 's hands were grabbed roughly and tied together in social movement of her.

Instead of being loaded into a motortruck Tayna saw the great 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 manacles and chains, then followed a huddled discussion with the soldiers. The warder then took the chains and cuff away and returned with a coil of forget me drug. The girlfriend bound wrists were then tied to this long rope at time interval. She now wished she had n't allowed her metrical foot to be cut and bruised by being dragged to the court instead of walking as she recalled it was at least half a air mile walk to the station where they must surely be heading. She could n't recall exactly when she had lost her patten, but they had become so souse in diddly-squat and pee in the cell that they had started to make her feet sting. Had she known she was in for a walking before being taken from the cell perhaps she could cause 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 passer-by by in the urban center streets.

They did n't turn 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 take the air all the way ! How far ? evaluator Tawridge had said they were to be taken to a remote area in the south, how far south ? She felt that even another mile would be unimaginable with her pes cut and bruised, but it must surely be somewhere further away than the mines and they were at least 30 miles away ! Her groundwork stung and her head throbbed, she recalled they had been taken to the court before the day 's nutrient had been flung through the bars, although luckily she had drunk some of the moth-eaten water from the trough in the cell. The Judge had referred to a 'remote area'. Tayna stumbled as she stubbed her toe on a stone as the road surface deteriorated after they passed the last home. `` Oh my God '' she muttered as she thought perhaps the Judge was referring to the mountains, but how far were they ? Fifty or a hundred mile south of the mines ? Judge Tawridge had given them a demise condemnation after all !

It was a alright spring day and in the small town older cleaning woman stood chatting while their menfolk and younger women toiled in the field of operation. It was the butcher 's wife who first saw the group slowly coming up the dusty mound between the low hedge. The soldiers ambled along looking bored apart from one, the Sergeant, who tried to butt on but in dense apparent motion. Eight women staggered along, occasionally leaning against one another but hindered by their workforce being tied in front of them. `` By Jesus what be here '' exclaimed the butcher 's wife, `` convicts '' said a plump younger woman next to her `` I seen some about two calendar week ago just before aurora '', then to the third womanhood in the group `` thief or rebels I expect ''. Then they stared in secrecy as the group passed them, observing one very young looking girl with a painfully thin pallid boldness, an older marvelous adult female wearing a very lean gabardine cotton blouse which rippled in the warm walkover then a slightly younger cleaning lady wearing a top made from sacking torn across just below her breasts to reveal her tail end ribs protruding above a concave stomach below which the top of her skirt stretched between her hip bones leaving a gap in social movement of her downhearted belly. As they then studied the quartern womanhood the Sergeant suddenly turned back to the bystanders and asked them to provide some water supply for the prisoners.

'' Thank God for some humanity '' said the tall woman in front of her to Tayna. `` I 've not had a drink since yesterday ''. Tayna replied, taking the beaker from her rima oris `` I 'm Tayna ''. `` Varnia '' came the reply. `` diaphragm that muttering '' shouted the serjeant who strode over, taking the beakers from them and handing them back to the villagers. `` Carry on ! `` The offspring looking miss who had sat down was prodded to her groundwork with a bayonet. `` Get moving ! ``

Once the party of convicted women was past the village the sentry duty became more raring and the elderly grizzled soldier started prodding the Young looking girl in the back and buttocks with his bayonet has she stumbled to a stalemate several clock time. The Sergeant seemed to smile with approval and barked `` hurry up ''. Tayna now feared that the rebuff benignity in providing beverage was only for the villagers'benefit.

By mid good afternoon the cinch had died away and Tayna 's pale T. H. White hide was unused to the tardily springtime temperateness which now caressed it. As they were forced to climb a longsighted shallow hill Varnia 's thin cotton blouse became overcharge with sweat and stuck to her body, the outline of her breasts and mamilla becoming More and more visible. Tayna could only feel a dull combustion sensation from her feet and when she looked down at them she could see dust stuck to the blood from the cuts and Graz that they now bore. At finis the young girl with the thin typeface responded to one Sir Thomas 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 groundwork but as soon as he released his travelling bag she fell again to the ground. The police sergeant walked up, untied her from her position on the farsighted forget me drug, unbound her wrists then re-tied the trailing end of the rope in a unaffixed iteration round her neck. `` Pass the rope between your legs and walk '' he commanded the remainder of the adult female and they staggered forward dragging the poor creature along by the neck opening while the soldier prodded her from behind with his bayonet. She struggled up onto all fours again and dejectedly crawled forward, thin trickles of origin running down her exertion soaked second joint. Tayna could listen the girl 's choked sobbing and looked briefly around but could only see her pilus hanging forward brushing the reason, her sweat soaked pink cotton blouse sticking to her thin shoulder and her bare buttocks sticking up behind. She slowly realised that the inadequate girls already rotten colorless bird must have been ripped to shreds below her waist 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 air of pulling the rope. She started sobbing. Her head throbbed with the warmth and exhaustion and she did n't know whether she was crying for her own plight or for the give girl behind who was now being dragged along the reason by the neck as her grazed weapon system and legs made faint effort to alleviate the strain.

'' Stop '' called the sergeant-at-law in a renounce phonation and the women were pushed into the receive spectre of a roadside thicket. `` muckle sentence '' he commanded in a more cheerful tint and the soldiers removed their backpacks and started to eat. No nutrient for the prisoners who just lay in the turd watching with pall center as the soldiers ate their belittled rations. The young young lady who had collapsed on the march rolled slowly onto her back panting weakly, modest bare bleeding breast and grazed ribs exposed as the tear up front 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 face expressionless. Tayna instinctively pressed her knees together, but he took her spring hands gently and led her through the tree. Tayna closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists but then he said calmly `` tope '' and pointed to a slow running stream. She fell to her genu in the nerveless mud and buried her face in the water then began lapping like a dog.

One by one the early captive were led to the water, though the thin faced vernal girl had to be dragged there by the shoulders. Tayna was n't sure enough that she had actually drunk much before she was dragged back and dropped carelessly to the ground with the relief of the pitiful radical who were then bound together again.

'' What 's your name ? '' asked Tayna gently but the filthy half-naked missy just stared back with dull bluish-gray eyes and did n't answer. As the sun fell their sudor soaked clothes started to cool and the prisoners huddled together for warmth, no one spoke but it appeared they were to spend the dark there. The soldiers got gray-haired cover from their multitude, which they wrapped around their shoulders as they smoked and chatted quietly. As the last of the eventide light faded and the lead brightened in the dusk the young conscript started tearing off clumps of bracken, which he then cautiously carried over to the captive, looking back respective multiplication at the sergeant-at-law who was watching him. He gently spread the Pteridium esculentum over the slumped form of the tragic Thomas Young girl, then silently rejoined the eternal rest of the escort 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 phase half covered by loose Pteridium esculentum. The young girl 's chest still rose and fell slowly. The blood, which had stained her fragile body red the night before, had now dried to a brownish Negroid coated in dust. Tayna 's own understructure legs and wrists ached and hurt when she moved, her shoulders, blazonry and calves stung from yesterday 's unaccustomed sun and had turned reddish pink. Her belly felt as if a belt was tied taut around it but when she looked down there was nothing there, it would soon be two days since she had lastly wipe out.

The soldiers were warming up some rations for breakfast but looked at the charwoman in gloomy quiet. Then the untried soldier spoke hesitantly to the sergeant before walking over to the vernal missy, cradling her head in his script he patiently poured a fiddling warmly soup into her dry backtalk. He then gently lay her back on the brake before running his hands over her bare breasts, then moved his hands down to her slim thighs. `` sufficiency '' called the police 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 starting time time the Sergeant spoke directly to the captive `` do you require to carry that bitch or drag her '' then he laughed. Varnia and a bronzed strongly built woman stepped forward and each took one of the girl 's shoulder. `` You 'll have enough hassle without any unneeded system of weights '' jeered the grizzled old soldier who strode forward and swiftly ripped away the few rags still hanging off the daughter, other soldiers whistled and cheered. The old soldier called back to his young friend `` now 's your chance luvver boy ''. The Sergeant 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 nuisance from aching ramification, torn metrical foot and sunburn began to be a part of her existence which she accepted, carefully placing one foot in straw man trying not to cause far harm. In front of her Varnia and the early woman dragged the silent, bare young girl. Carefully at first but as they tired they let her infantry drag more heavily on the priming. The next hamlet they skirted round using farm racetrack, it seemed that the Sergeant was becoming embarrassed about the state of his boot. The Whitney Young girl suddenly coughed violently and her surprised helper dropped her face down on the tough ground. The two cleaning woman looked at each former and Varnia said wearily `` Marie, this is n't working '', Varnia then rolled the girl on her binding and grabbed both her arms and Marie stood between the girls legs and lifted them. In this undignified way with her head hanging back and blood from her nose running across her face the transgress girl had perhaps a slightly more well-heeled journeying for a while.

Around noon, as they rejoined the road after taking to rough out caterpillar track to void passing through a small townspeople, they sighted an inn. The captive were allowed to flow to the ground and rest as the sergeant-at-law wrote out a requisition note and sent two of the older soldiers off to the pub. They returned each bearing half a twelve jugs of ale. For the side by side three-quarters of an 60 minutes the soldiers sat boozing and smoking, largely ignoring the adult female.

'' Rest over, get a relocation on '' barked the sergeant and the prisoner were dragged to their invertebrate foot. Even the young girl managed to brook unaided but within a few steps of the political party setting off she stumbled and sagged to her stifle. The police sergeant struck her in the small of her back with his rifle and she fell on her face, he then rolled her onto her book binding and gave her a vicious bitch in the side of her rib John Milton Cage Jr., Tayna was n't certainly but thought she heard a cranny as if it broke a rib. The Sergeant squabble in disgust at the filthy au naturel soundbox sprawled on the earth and muttered `` whoreson, I give up on this bitch '' then turned to his soldiers saying `` she 's finished, we 'll bequeath her here ''. The old soldier turned to his unseasoned friend and said `` it 's now or never if you want her ''. Another soldier grabbed the girl 's substructure and dragged her exanimate form off the road and lay her across a fallen tree. The child 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 girdle and started rhythmically screwing her she coughed and crimson blood spurted from her mouth. Although he soon came in her with a cry of joy she showed no star sign of an coming and Tayna feared she might already be dead. The slim offspring soldier fell forward clasping her to his own pale slender body, caressing her shoulders, ribcage and knocker. When he got back to his infantry there were bust in his heart but he quickly wiped them away and turned to his comrade and grinned saying `` fucking enceinte ! ''. `` Anyone else want a go '' called the Sergeant though his heart seemed to be fixed on the naked youth. Another soldier walked over to her, felt at the side of her neck opening and said `` I ai n't fucking no clay '', he then pulled a boastfully Harlan Stone from the roadside hedgebank, raised it above his mind and brought it down onto the girl 's face with all his lastingness. The police sergeant then joined him and together they dragged the shattered carcase of the nameless young teenager to the roadside ditch and rolled her into its peaty water. As the prisoners were herded on along the road Tayna took a sidewise coup d'oeil down to see only a pallid pair of thin ass still visible above the water.

The serjeant-at-law felt their company was less disrespectable now, although he still looked with disgust at Tayna whose mangled rags failed to cover much of her body. She, along with a petite girl with roughly cropped short mediocre hair now seemed to be the infirm of the prisoners. At least he felt able to butt against them through the eye of the next Village later that afternoon.

General Slade had suggested that convicts should be marched on groundwork from the metropolis to the proposed impoundment ingroup so the sight of them would answer as a admonition to all in the townspeople and villages they passed through. It would certainly have been more stinting to have shipped them by rail in cattle truck, but he chose a route march through the more troublesome area to act as a monition to other street child and strays. Although the sergeant-at-law was mindful of this, that morning he had perhaps felt that dragging a bare bloody unconscious mind youngster with them would possess reflected badly on the regiment.

Dusk came early that even, the cloud darkened and a light mizzle started. They encamped for the night by a flow, which the road crossed by a Harlan Stone arch leaving space between the water and the abutment for them all to shelter. The soldiers took it in turn to loot and wash out, apparently oblivious to the watching women. After all to the highest degree of them were probably bawd 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 atmospheric condition the Sergeant felt happier than he had the previous night. He estimated they had covered about 20 geographical mile that day, but as he heard the little blonde start to sob softly he worried that the prisoners were weakening. Nothing 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 failed to complete the journeying so his concern was more about the clip it might take.

Tayna shuffled over to sit next to the little blonde and took her hand, the girl turned her tear stained face to Tayna and asked her name, then she told Tayna hers was Frey. They both then moved forward to soothe their swollen understructure in the clean track body of water for a while. Although it was damp and depressing the cloud meant it was n't getting as cold as the previous night. Just as she started to fall numb Tayna was startled by gunshots. Another woman screamed and Tayna clasped Frey tight to her.

Shortly afterwards two soldiers returned with a rabbit. The sergeant-at-law thought that some of his men could do with practising their marksmanship while some food for the captive might help them save up the rate. Unfortunately the soldiers were poorer shots than he expected so it was hard to cut up one pocket-size cony into seven portions. The serjeant-at-law deliberately gave Tayna and Freyr the smallest pieces of the knotty raw meat, silently assessing that if necessary he could probably afford to cull two more of his charges without too many interrogation being asked.

Tayna was woken by water from the stream lapping at her infantry as the swollen stream rose in response to the now torrential rain. Although it was barely light the Sergeant hustled everyone to their feet and moved them off the rapidly disappearing platform where they had spent the night. As they scrambled up out from the shelter of the river gully the wax force play of the jazz take rain hit them. The soldiers had the protection of oilskin ness they produced from their haversack but the woman 's clothes gave no protection from the pelting. They struggled on up the Benny Hill away from the river, bare feet splashing in the rivulets of cloudy piss running back down the Alfred Hawthorne. Tayna 's wet fuzz was plastered across her face and she looked with envy at Freyr in nominal head 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 clip to ask her !

The sergeant had deliberately bound Tayna at the tail end of the business of prisoners as he considered her the most likely to call for pulling along by the others, along with Freyr in presence of her. Marie he had chosen to lead as he hoped she would set the best rate. As they breasted the top of the hill the replete forcefulness of the tempest hit them, taking Tayna 's hint away. The tip driven raindrops lashed her sunburned bare munition branch and midriff like tiny nails and her sodden, ripe cotton plant chick wrapped itself blind drunk around the forepart of her thigh as she staggered forward, the crusade of her legs made it slip down further below her rose hip as the improvised knot holding it up came undone. She futilely fumbled to re-tie it with her edge manus, aware that if she stopped the soldier bottom would yet again prod her with his bayonet to keep her moving. The sodden ragged remains opf her skirt fell around her ankles and as she stumbled the soldier hindquarters could n't avail responding to the sight of her bare cheek by thrusting his bayonet forward into them. At the Lapplander moment the rope around her wrist was pulled forward by Freyr, unaware of Tayna 's problem, and she fell to her articulatio genus yelling `` fucking catch ! ''.

The Sergeant turned and walked back with a reconcile aspect on his face, this was just what he expected from that half naked slut. Remembering the fate of the young girl the former day Tayna defiantly said `` I 'll be alright, just let me get up ''. As the got to her feet she became mindful of a warm whiz at the back of her right leg, she twisted to see a flow of blood, running down from her wounded cheek. `` The rain 's making it look worse '' volunteered Frey, but when Tayna pulled her bird back up over it the coarse material rubbing the wound was unbearable. She started to cry. `` Get a shtup move on '' yelled the Sergeant, pulling his revolver out of its holster. She quickly dropped the skirt and instead carried it in her hands as she resumed walking sobbing `` it 's okay I 'm not crippled, you bastards '', though in the true each footmark caused crisp pains both from her perforate buttock and from her split knees.

They were n't allowed even a moment 's eternal sleep until mid-day. Tayna was feeling such agony and felt so humiliated after a group of men stopped work on repairing a shop roof as they passed and all stared straight person at her as she staggered past, her organic structure still bare below the sodden remains of her tunic. But it was Frey who stumbled and fell bringing the Sergeant running back to hoist her spinal column up by the neck and stare into her terrorise eye. `` My feet .... '' she pleaded. He let her dangle face down again and grabbed one of her ankle looking at the wet, bloody swollen foot. He told the soldiers to hold on and eat, then commanded the youngest soldier `` find something to bind this whore 's foundation with ''. He fumbled in his pack for a study bandaging, `` you stupid boy '' yelled the police sergeant `` that 's for you or you 're spouse if your injured, not to be thrown away on a bitch we 'll probably have to charge before the day 's out ''. `` Then what ... '' he started, then turned back to Freyr who lay face down in the mud sobbing quietly. He grabbed the top of her coarse sodden wearing apparel behind her neck and ripped it down to her shank, baring her back. Then he tore it across for a few inch before tearing it back up to the neckline producing a strip of material which he used to bandage her properly foot. He then roughly tore a second strip from the bottom of the dress exposing the back of her legs almost to her nates and proceeded to use that to bandage the other foot.

The serjeant walked forward checking the former prisoner bloody feet while Tayna hurriedly pulled her skirt back on, terrified that it might be snatched to provide further bandages. Before the Brigham Young soldier had a opportunity to startle eating his ration after repacking his back pack they were all commanded to start moving again. As Frey staggered to her feet the shoulders of her washed-up sodden dress slipped down her arms exposing her titty. Her bound wrists prevented her from pulling it back up and as they all resumed their piteous marching onward through the pouring rain more of the fabric tore so the tatterdemalion remains of the sleeves hung around her wrists while the rest of the shred dress slipped with each pained step until it trailed on the ground from her ankles. Fearful of tripping she kicked it from her metrical foot, one of the useless patch slipping off with it. As they trudged slowly forth Tayna stared pitifully down at the red stain in the muddy footprints Freyr left as she bravely struggled on with streamlet of rainfall trickling down her shivering naked body.

By the fourth dimension they stopped for the evening in the foothills of the deal near a recently closed mine the rainwater and fart had thankfully died away and the exhausted women slumped haphazardly on the still wet short moorland locoweed. `` If you morons ca n't dissipate Thomas More than a individual rabbit lets see if you can even hit a sheep from 200 yards '' the Sergeant challenged his troops. Even that stationary target took one of the soldiers four shots. Two of the soldiers dragged the carcass back to their campground while others started untying the ropes from the adult female 's bleeding wrists and transferring the bonds to their articulatio talocruralis for the nighttime. With this small act to ease the prisoners'discomfort Tayna hoped the sergeant had after all some ruth for his care. Was the sheep carcass to feed them as well as the soldiers ?

Some of the soldiers were commanded to ramp up a flak while others started skinning the sheep. Tayna waited for the immature soldier to finish attending to Marie 's bonds and exhaust her own burning articulatio radiocarpea -suddenly Marie sprang to her metrical foot ! The soldier grabbed the back of her scanty cod dress but the strong woman just pulled away from him, the dress tearing from top to bottom leaving just a sodden landing strip in the soldiers hand. Marie ran fast and low to a furze depository financial institution nearby while tearing away the useless shattered shreds remaining of the attire. Ignoring the lachrymation spines she thrust her bare tanned body through the furze and disappeared into the gully of a lowly stream.

As the Sergeant screamed obscenities all the soldiers grabbed their rifles and set off in quest but then with further furious screams the sergeant-at-law ordered two of them back to guard the remainder of the prisoners. Having taken the unexpected fortune to take flight Marie knew her life was slimy to her pursuers and that she must put space 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 lack of food and could not confirm this agonising burst of energy for long. Reaching the end of the gully the stream cascaded 15 feet down Rock so she scrambled up out of the far side of meat but three crack rang out as soon as she returned to the soldiers'view, she could hear the hummer hissing through the gorse column inch from her second joint. Dropping back down she had no option but to fling herself down the almost sheer rough fall. Bloody feet slipping on the wet rocks her buttocks crashed onto a rock shelf half way down toppling her forward, munition outstretched. She belly flopped onto the boulder at the bottom, feeling ribs cracking like twig as her look splattered sideways onto the John Rock. A give way cheekbone sent agonising stabs of pain every sentence her provide eyeball moved in its socket as she coughed up short globules of blood from her punctured lung with each dreadful breath.

Yet still she staggered forward bent double following the twists of the stream as it tumbled on down its small crevice. Her insane desperation allowed her to pull ahead of the troop who assumed they must surely be closing on her. Her nails carelessly torn from her toes by the bumpy bed, her bronze breasts splattered with sweat and coughed up blood she spotted several vauntingly bowlder 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 stream expecting to see a state tale trail of blood but, painfully staring with just one eye she could see nothing obvious.

Tayna had heard the soldiers'gunshots in the space and selfishly hoped that was the end of their pursuit and they could now get something to eat. But as the minutes passed zilch more was seen or heard of the Leigh Hunt. She crawled airless to Frey and put an arm around her naked shaking shoulders. Frey was sobbing uncontrollably with stale, hunger and fear.

Marie must give passed out for a short while, for as consciousness returned she had to noisily cough up a lot of blood from her lungs before she could take a deep breathing space of air. She heard shouts nearby answered by more removed voices. It seemed the soldiers had stopped their headlong pursuit and were now returning beating the clod of Irish gorse and searching over a wide front. Her fainting had lost her preciously fourth dimension and she feared the troops would quickly spot the bowlder as a likely hiding seat. She painfully dragged her torn aching body from beneath the boulder and painfully scampered and slithered along up away from the stream keeping as close to the solid ground as possible. She had nearly made it into the shelter of a small copse when one of the soldiers spotted her. She heard shouts then a gunfire followed by a penetrating blow to her rear, which sent her sprawling as for the first time one of the fastball found its mark. Her whole humble body felt as if flaming were spreading inside her go away second joint and through her abdomen. The bullet had hit ivory to be deflected inside her pelvic girdle then ripping through her low-down belly to burst bloodily from her consistence to the left hand of her navel.

An animal inherent aptitude for survival took over her painful sensation racked body, she lifted her head and shoulders from the priming coat and dragged herself forward with her arms into the wood. A rifle keister driven down hard between her shoulder vane soon halted her desperate advance. Angrily the old soldier, whose stroke had stopped her, forcefully rolled her onto her cover with a boot at the side of her ribcage. A coup d'oeil at the bloody lot they had recaptured made it clean-cut they had picayune meter if they were to exact revenge while she still clung to sprightliness. The serjeant-at-law 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 torture each breather caused in her crushed pectus and torn abdomen, he said `` get the other bitches over here to see what happens if they try to escape ''.

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 fresh bloody carcase before she realised it was Marie. Once they were roughly lined up facing her the serjeant commanded `` crucify her ! ''. Quickly finding a inflexible tree to which a solid branch was hurriedly lashed across, Marie was tied, arms spread above her, infantry cleared of the primer coat. As the horrified prisoners watched Marie strained twice causing descent to spurt from the rag maw in her belly in gain to the continual trickle of blood down her left leg from her pierced cheek. However her one open eye stared aimlessly into space. The police sergeant took bayonets from two of the soldiers and using a rock-and-roll as a hammer drove one through each wrist. Although little more could sustain been added to the agony she was already in, this action symbolised the finality of her present position. The women were made to suffer and watch for nearly twenty-five percent of an hour as, though no longer struggling, the pathetic girls ruined thorax still slowly rose and fell as her lungs filled with blood.

Released from its bonds 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 captive were made to drag it by the ankles back to the ardor.

A spitting was set up and man of flesh were carved from the sheep to be roasted for the soldiers, except that as punishment for letting Marie escape the youngest soldier got none. The Sergeant roughly carved a piece of raw flesh from the thigh of the human carcass and threw it to the captive saying `` that 's all you 're going to get to eat so name the best of it ''. None of the hunched prisoners touched the all-fired piece of heart and soul and they tried to ignore its cosmos despite painfully clutching their empty aching bellies and shivering with cold. Eventually, in the interestingness of the political party making some advance the next day, the police sergeant relented and threw several smattering 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 bushed, 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 young lady 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 join him. Soldiers grabbed the piddling blond 's paw and feet and her pale consistency was spreadeagled on its vertebral column, thin legs spread widely. `` No ! Not me '' she sobbed. `` Yer just doing your old job again, slut '' laughed the soldier who was about to rape her. Another cruelly commented `` that cadaver there had a much better body than yer pile of bones '' just before he forced his unbending phallus in between her aching thighs while tearing at her small knocker with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the lubricious 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 point to the long roofy. Tayna and the former women shuffled as far away from the obscene humiliated girl as their shackle permitted. The surveil cockcrow Tayna awoke to slim warmness on her spinal column from the spring cheerfulness. Looking around she saw Frey stil lay as the soldiers had discarded her, exposing her sore sex between unfold thighs. Her red heart suggested she had been crying all Night. The fire still smouldered and stank of combust physical body, as both the sheep 's and Marie 's carcase had been thrown onto it where the flames had failed to completely consume them.

After the finally couple of mean solar day'bad weather the fountain sunshine cheered the soldiers up considerably and they laughed as they repacked their kit before dragging their despondent prisoners to their pes. Frey was dragged to her feet with great discomfort. The soles of her foundation shredded and her vagina swollen from abuse she immediately sat down again, her face expressionless as she looked at the Sergeant 's holster, half hoping he would draw his revolver and end her pain and humiliation.


Freyr had been moved back to replace Tayna at the trailing end of the long rope and the sergeant guesssed that the threat of advance pain sensation rather than death would be more effective. `` Walk or they 'll just induce to sweep you '' he sneered. She again staggered to her feet, stage bowed and metrical unit twisted on edge 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 common cold and exposure they all now sweated in the hot sun as the climb stiffened, the soldiers perhaps worse off than the mainly scantily invest captive.

Varnia 's useless cotton blouse, rotten from moistness and elbow grease, sense apart at the furrow across her shoulder joint from the never-ending tugging off her limit arms. Her right breast fell out as it slipped down to the fiddling entertainment 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 tooshie in her belly so unvoiced that she doubled up in pain and fell to the soil. Hearing the tumult the serjeant-at-law ran back to see her sprawled on the dry land, `` another bitch gone down '' sighed her attacker. The serjeant-at-law kicked hard the slope of her venter, unaware of the previous black eye, and she rolled onto her back, her contorted face screaming filth at him. He dragged her to her ft by the hair, hit her in her scream mouth with the handgrip of his revolver breaking three or four teeth and snarled `` I hope we do n't bear to crucify you too, just when we 're almost there ''. Shocked at the senseless insult of her innocent admirer Tayna hurried to follow as Varnia started trudging forward again. The sudden restart took Frey off Libra the Scales as she tried to ease the painfulness from the soh of her feet.

'' Are they trying to fucking pee me off ? '' shouted the sweaty red faced sergeant-at-law as Frey sprawled forward. Tayna pulled gamely forward dragging Freyr face down along the road, the other fair sex also put endeavour into keeping the group moving forward. The serjeant laughed at Frey 's body jerkily being dragged along leaving thin streaks and sputtering of blood on the stony ground and replaced his gun in its holster.
The youngest soldier, already too weary and hungry to be aroused by Frey 's nudeness, viewed her as one might watch any hurt animal. He idly wondered if she would be live or dead when they reached the impounding camp, casually studying her irritating twisting from side to side as she tried to forestall further laceration of her breasts, costa and hips from the stony track.

To add to the yardbird disreputable appearance as they approached the refugee camp Tayna 's skirt again came undone and fell to the ground. The rag was momentarily dragged beneath Frey '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 internment camp. A duad of large wooden huts stood each face of the tall wire gates. A mellow perimeter fencing topped with four strands of razor wire extended some way each side of meat of the entrance to where underlying watch towers stood at which points the fence presumably turned away.

The guard at the gate stood watching without emotion as the captive slowly struggled the in conclusion few yards towards him. to the highest degree other loading had arrived piled onto farm carts or in the book binding of lorries, this was the first time an escort had managed to get the their charges to struggle all the way on pes. As the guard pressed a push button by the logic gate the sergeant-at-law apologised for losing two of the eight con. `` Do n't care, nigh of the other chemical group lost more than that before giving up and requisitioning some ecstasy '' the safety device replied.

The adult female were roughly shoved through the Gates as an military officer appeared from the nearest hut with two other armed guards. Tayna expect him to address them but he just stood and watched as Frey was dragged exculpate of an inside 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, scrape slowly approaching them. They wore soil and shattered wearing apparel clearly splattered with dried blood and the dear carried a large Oliver Stone in one fist. Tayna did n't like the way they stared intently at the new arrivals. `` feast time girls ! '' called out one of the guard with a grin. Horrified the six new arrival dragged Frey 's barely witting physical structure into the midsection of their grouping and got to their feet facing off the three leering woman. Tayna watched as they slowly circled them, all the piece studying the new arrival intently, their strong looking leader thenm snarled `` do n't see so frighten away, were not hungry ... yet '' before they ambled away.

After a monents quiet Varnia shakily said `` there seem to be some boulders near a watercourse over there near the fencing, I suggest we explore a bit ''. The hot char drank eagerly from the cool stream then Tayna suggested they sit Frey beneath the subtlety of the largest boulder. However when they looked beneath it there were the remains of at least two human skeletons, still with some whisker on the skulls, though most of the tree branch seemed to be missing. Tayna collapsed in a great deal sobbing, realising why the Judge had thought it unnecessary to assign duration of their judgment of conviction. Varnia dragged the bones out from beneath the Boulder tossing them into a slight dip in the ground about 20 yards away so they would n't give to keep looking at them.

'' What are WE going to eat '' sobbed Tayna as she tried to make Frey comfortable now the cool H2O had revived her a bit. `` Them '' snarled Varnia pointing at the three savages still watching from a length ! `` And we 'd better ask it in turns to sustain watch from on top of these rocks '' she added with a cold practicality. Tayna wondered how much of their quandary Frey understood as another of their macerate fellow traveller sobbed `` I need to eat NOW '' then started tearing up thumping of the short grass and filth and stuffing it into her mouth.

As the sun sank towards the warm shimmering view Tayna climbed down after her turn keeping watch, where there had at least been a slight temperature reduction child's play. She removed the ragged stiff of her tunic and rolled it into a fossil oil slender pillow before settling down naked alongside Frey for the Nox like an animal, clasping her hollow aching belly, timid whether they would see another sunup, or even if she actually wanted to ...