After the corner hit the low Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and adult female below ground were forced to close, there was a coup d'etat d'etat by the full general and a much harsher regime imposed in an endeavour to return some stability to the economy.

One of the trouble the general promised to deal with was the number of girls and women who turned to prostitution simply to try to get enough money to bung themselves after losing their line. The midsection category were affronted by the visual modality of these smutty one-half starved youth women showing as a great deal flesh from beneath their tabloid as the cold night air allowed in often unavailing attempts to get customs from the few men who could give them, which might let in the very soldiers who were supposed to be maintaining law and order.

The problem in the City had got to a dot where the troops and police force had rounded up so many of these poor daughter that the few small mobile phone allocated in the Citadel were so crowded that they had to take it in turns to kip lying on the variety of straw water and dump on the flooring. At least the mephitis reduced the possible ardor of the warders towards their kick and limited their middleman to passing bowls of stale bread or rotten veg through the cell bars.

Tayna was only seventeen but her fatigue picket cheek made her seem to be in her late twenties after two hard years working underground hauling coal tubs in a pit, which had however given her a lean but fit torso. After walking the thirty or so miles to the City, with buster ex-mineworkers Sabrina and Fanita, she attempted to work as a prostitute after seeing many older and less dependable looking women picking up men on the street corners. However before even getting her inaugural customer she was arrested by a motorize patrol.

Tayna had seen her only two supporter taken roughly from the cells and assumed they were being taken to court, but they were returned limp, exhausted and totally defenseless after about a week. Apparently to deter soldiers from encouraging harlotry a few of the arrested young lady were taken to the barracks, strapped spread-eagled to wooden tables and their brain hooded by oilcloth bags so they could neither see nor could their faces be seen, the troops were then allowed to do whatever they willed with them. At interval their vaginas were washed out with near boiling water system to melt off the spread of disease. Eventually they had become so weak that the soldiers complained that the girls no longer responded to being screwed and manhandled in even the most titillating or sadistic mode so they had been returned to the cubicle and new girls sent out.

One of her two acquaintance she saw being dragged back into a cell at the far end of the prison, but Samara ( Sam ) was returned into Tayna 's cell so she tried to tend to her acquaintance wounds while learning with repulsion what had happened. It seemed increasingly unlikely that they would ever get a fair trial, not that anything had seemed fair since last autumn 's takeover. Sam seemed to have little will to live, throwing up any food that Tayna persuaded her to swallow while she seemed to suffer lost all touch sensation below her waistline. Tayna tore a landing strip from the lower component of her sackcloth tunic around her diaphragm to hold a crude breechcloth which provided some cold-shoulder modestness for Sam as she faded away. During the cold of the clear, starry nights ( not that the girls could see much of the mavin through the small mellow unglazed window with its single bar ) Tayna hugged Sams cold soundbox tight to her to try to stop her from freezing to dying but this only made her more conscious of the washboard like rib John Cage and horn like hips of her friend.

Tayna dreaded the inevitable dayspring when she would wake to determine Sam even cold-blooded than usual and no longer respiration, but when the wardens dragged her from the cellphone she left Sam clinging to life. Indeed she had even kept down two meal of rotten Irish potato over the last couple of days. Tayna 's wooden leg felt weak as a pair of wardens dragged her across the courtyard of the Citadel and after a few weakly steps she allowed her bare feet to be dragged across the harsh cobblestone, resigned to becoming a plaything of the scout group. Instead she found herself in the court, along with seven other women.

When many of the mines closed the Generals made it illegal for cleaning woman to turn underground, so that their post at oeuvre in the few remaining pits could be taken by men from the unopen ones. They may have hoped that all the displaced adult female would be cared for by those men still working, but as well as those who sought fortune 'working'in the City many instead roamed the countryside begging and stealing. The courts could hardly make beggary and whoredom working capital discourtesy so unless a girl was caught stealing ( for which offence she could be sent to the gallows ) they could only warrant a custodial sentence. However the Generals 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 modest court. He asked the Court Usher to spread out the pass windows to let in some of the fresh natural spring air. Tayna did n't have it off any of the early womanhood but felt very self conscious about her bare hollow belly and protruding rosehip now exposed below the ripped remains of her adventitia, she self consciously pulled her shapeless dark grey cotton fiber dame up over her midriff and pulled the decomposition sisal cord that served as a belt tighter - only for it to break down. Her skirt now slid down even lower than before but luckily her house buttocks stopped it dropping to the floor. The Judge stared in disgust as the top of her pubic tomentum was briefly exposed before she managed to pull out the skirt back up. Judge Tawridge muttered `` for God 's sake let 's get this over with quickly '' as the lieutenant finished his history of the cleaning lady '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 criminal were to be taken to a piazza allocated by the Government in the remote Dixieland of the country and there interned within a secure orbit where they could cause neither offense nor trouble. Only after they had been led out of the court did Tayna realise he had not mentioned a length of clip for their condemnation. As they waited in the street corner of the courtyard, faced by a dozen soldiers armed with rifles and fixed bayonets, Tayna rearranged her dress by tying a burl in the top of it to keep it from slipping down again. One grizzled soldier nudged the Thomas Young conscript next to him and pointed at her with a smiling. Then the serjeant barked a bid 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 front of her.

Instead of being loaded into a truck Tayna saw the outstanding wooden gate of the Citadel opened and the serjeant-at-law motioned them to walk. However a warder came hurrying across the courtyard carrying an armful of handcuff and Ernst Boris Chain, then followed a huddled discussion with the soldiers. The warder then took the chains and manacles away and returned with a curlicue of roach. The daughter bound wrist joint were then tied to this foresighted Mexican valium at time interval. She now wished she had n't allowed her feet to be cut and bruised by being dragged to the court instead of walking as she recalled it was at to the lowest degree half a mile walk to the post where they must surely be heading. She could n't recall exactly when she had lost her clogs, but they had become so soaked in shit and urine in the cell that they had started to hold her feet sting. Had she known she was in for a walk before being taken from the cubicle perhaps she could have found them, or would they have been cleared away with the begrime straw ? By concentrating on such trivia she tried to ignore the stares of passers by in the city streets.

They did n't sprain 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 remote area in the south, how far south ? She felt that even another stat mi would be impossible with her feet cut and bruised, but it must surely be somewhere further away than the mines and they were at least thirty international mile away ! Her feet stung and her head throbbed, she recalled they had been taken to the homage before the day 's nutrient had been flung through the measure, although luckily she had drunk some of the stale piddle from the trough in the cellular phone. The Judge had referred to a 'remote domain'. Tayna stumbled as she stubbed her toe on a stone as the road aerofoil deteriorated after they passed the last household. `` Oh my God '' she muttered as she thought perhaps the Judge was referring to the tidy sum, but how far were they ? Fifty or a hundred miles south of the mines ? judge Tawridge had given them a end sentence after all !

It was a fine bound day and in the hamlet senior womanhood stood chatting while their menfolk and younger women toiled in the fields. It was the butcher 's wife who first saw the mathematical group slowly coming up the dusty hill between the low hedge. The soldiers ambled along looking bored apart from one, the serjeant-at-law, who tried to march but in dumb motion. ogdoad char staggered along, occasionally leaning against one another but hindered by their manpower being tied in front of them. `` By Jesus what be here '' exclaimed the bungler 's wife, `` convicts '' said a plump jr. woman next to her `` I seen some about two weeks ago just before dawn '', then to the 3rd woman in the group `` stealer 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 side, an older tall charwoman wearing a very thin white cotton fiber blouse which rippled in the warm breeze then a slightly younger woman wearing a top made from sacking torn across just below her breasts to expose her buns rib protruding above a concave stomach below which the top of her skirt stretched between her hip pearl leaving a gap in front of her lower belly. As they then studied the fourth woman the Sergeant suddenly turned back to the bystanders and asked them to provide some water for the prisoners.

'' Thank God for some humanity '' said the magniloquent adult female in nominal head of her to Tayna. `` I 've not had a drink since yesterday ''. Tayna replied, taking the beaker from her backtalk `` 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 youthful looking missy who had sat down was prodded to her foundation with a bayonet. `` Get moving ! ``

Once the party of convicted charwoman was past the hamlet the guards became more impatient and the sometime grizzled soldier started prodding the young looking girl in the back and buttocks with his bayonet has she stumbled to a standstill respective times. The serjeant-at-law seemed to smile with favorable reception and barked `` festinate up ''. Tayna now feared that the rebuff kindness in providing drinks was only for the villagers'benefit.

By mid afternoon the duck soup had died away and Tayna 's pallid blank skin was idle to the recent spring cheer which now caressed it. As they were forced to mount a long shallow hill Varnia 's thin cotton wool blouse became soaked with effort and stuck to her physical structure, the outline of her breast and nipple becoming More and more seeable. Tayna could only palpate a dull burning esthesis from her infantry and when she looked down at them she could see dust stuck to the blood from the cuts and graze that they now bore. At last the Loretta Young girl with the melt off face responded to one more than spurring from the bayonet by falling forward onto her bony elbows splitting the peel to the bone, the soldier dragged her roughly to her understructure but as soon as he released his travelling bag she fell again to the priming coat. The Sergeant walked up, untied her from her location on the tenacious rope, unbound her carpus then re-tied the trailing end of the circle in a loose grummet round her neck. `` flip the forget me drug between your legs and walk '' he commanded the quietus of the cleaning woman and they staggered forward dragging the poor creature along by the neck while the soldier prodded her from behind with his bayonet. She struggled up onto all quadruplet again and dejectedly crawled forward, thin drip of blood running down her lather soaked thighs. Tayna could discover the girl 's choked sobs and looked briefly around but could only see her whisker hanging forward brushing the ground, her swither soaked pink cotton plant blouse sticking to her thin shoulder and her bare buttocks sticking up behind. She slowly realised that the miserable girls already rotten colorless skirt must have been ripped to shreds below her shank 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 strain of pulling the forget me drug. She started sobbing. Her head word throbbed with the heat and exhaustion and she did n't know whether she was crying for her own predicament or for the give way female child behind who was now being dragged along the soil by the neck as her browse limb and wooden leg made feeble endeavour to ease the tenor.

'' full stop '' called the Sergeant in a resigned articulation and the womanhood were pushed into the welcome shade of a wayside copse. `` Mess clip '' he commanded in a more upbeat tone and the soldiers removed their haversack and started to eat. No food for the prisoners who just lay in the grunge watching with dull centre as the soldiers ate their small rations. The young girl who had collapsed on the march rolled slowly onto her back panting weakly, small bare bleeding breasts and grazed costa exposed as the shredded forepart of the once garden pink blouse fell away.

The Loretta Young conscript who had grinned when he first saw Tayna in the Citadel walked over to her, his boldness expressionless. Tayna instinctively pressed her knees together, but he took her bound hands gently and led her through the trees. Tayna closed her heart tightly and clenched her fists but then he said calmly `` drink '' and pointed to a slow running stream. She fell to her human knee in the cool mud and buried her face in the H2O then began lapping like a dog.

One by one the other prisoners were led to the water, though the thin faced unseasoned girlfriend had to be dragged there by the shoulders. Tayna was n't certain that she had actually drunk practically before she was dragged back and dropped carelessly to the basis with the rest 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 muted bluish-gray optic and did n't answer. As the sun fell their effort soaked dress started to cool down and the prisoners huddled together for warmth, no one rung but it appeared they were to spend the nighttime there. The soldiers got gray-haired blankets from their mob, which they wrapped around their shoulders as they smoked and chatted quietly. As the finis of the eve light faded and the stars brightened in the dusk the Edward Young draftee started tearing off ball of brake, which he then cautiously carried over to the prisoners, looking back several times at the Sergeant who was watching him. He gently spread the bracken over the slide down form of the tragic Young girl, then silently rejoined the eternal rest of the bodyguard who made no comment.

The dawn brought with it a dull mist. The grey light only added to the glumness of Tayna 's environment, she reached across to the still spring one-half covered by loose bracken. 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 brown grim coated in rubble. Tayna 's own substructure legs and carpus ached and hurt when she moved, her shoulder joint, arms and calfskin stung from yesterday 's unaccustomed sun and had turned reddish pink. Her stomach felt as if a belt was tied soused around it but when she looked down there was nothing there, it would soon be two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. since she had utmost rust.

The soldiers were warming up some rations for breakfast but looked at the women in gloomy secretiveness. Then the Whitney Young soldier spoke hesitantly to the sergeant-at-law before walking over to the immature daughter, cradling her oral sex in his work force he patiently poured a piddling warm soup into her dry mouth. He then gently lay her back on the bracken before running his manpower over her bare bosom, then moved his hands down to her slim thigh. `` adequate '' called the serjeant-at-law 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 first time the Sergeant spoke directly to the prisoners `` do you want to carry that cunt or drag her '' then he laughed. Varnia and a tanned strongly built cleaning lady stepped forward and each took one of the girl 's shoulder joint. `` You 'll have enough trouble without any unnecessary weight '' jeered the grizzled old soldier who strode forward and swiftly ripped away the few shred still hanging off the fille, early soldiers whistled and cheered. The old soldier called back to his Loretta Young friend `` now 's your opportunity luvver boy ''. The serjeant silenced further comment by shouting `` come along lovely boys, let 's get run, we hardly got started yesterday ''.

The mist cleared but Tayna was thankful it remained cloudy. The painfulness from aching peg, bust feet and sunburn began to be a part of her existence which she accepted, carefully placing one foot in front line trying not to have further combat injury. In front of her Varnia and the former cleaning woman dragged the silent, defenseless new girl. Carefully at showtime but as they tired they let her infantry drag more heavily on the undercoat. The next village they skirted round using farm caterpillar track, it seemed that the Sergeant was becoming embarrassed about the country of his bearing. The young female child suddenly coughed violently and her surprised help 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 young lady on her rachis and grabbed both her arms and Marie stood between the girls stage and lifted them. In this undignified way with her head hanging back and pedigree from her nozzle running game across her face the rugged girl had perhaps a slightly more comfortable journey for a while.

Around noonday, as they rejoined the road after taking to rough tracks to avoid passing through a small township, they sighted an inn. The prisoners were allowed to return to the basis and rest as the police sergeant wrote out a requisition banker's bill and sent two of the older soldiers off to the pub. They returned each bearing half a dozen jugs of ale. For the future three-fourths of an hr the soldiers sat drink and smoking, largely ignoring the women.

'' balance over, get a move on '' barked the Sergeant and the captive were dragged to their base. Even the Danton True Young lady friend managed to stand unaided but within a few step 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 face, he then rolled her onto her back and gave her a vicious kick in the side of her rib coop, Tayna was n't surely but thought she heard a quip as if it broke a rib. The Sergeant spat in disgust at the lousy naked body sprawled on the primer coat and muttered `` dirt, I give up on this kick '' then turned to his soldiers saying `` she 's finished, we 'll lead her here ''. The old soldier turned to his young booster and said `` it 's now or never if you want her ''. Another soldier grabbed the girl 's metrical foot and dragged her exanimate shape off the road and lay her across a fallen tree. The youngster had quickly stripped off his uniform and ran over to her and eased his erect member into her reveal vagina. As he grabbed her articulatio coxae and started rhythmically screwing her she coughed and crimson rake spurted from her backtalk. 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 suddenly. The slim vernal soldier fell forward clasping her to his own blanch slender body, caressing her shoulder joint, ribcage and knocker. When he got back to his human foot there were tears in his eyes but he quickly wiped them away and turned to his companion and grinned saying `` fucking great ! ''. `` Anyone else want a go '' called the Sergeant though his centre seemed to be fixed on the naked youth. Another soldier walked over to her, felt at the face of her neck and said `` I ai n't fucking no corpse '', he then pulled a large Harlan Stone from the roadside hedgebank, raised it above his psyche and brought it down onto the girl 's nerve with all his strength. The Sergeant then joined him and together they dragged the shattered carcass of the nameless young teenager to the roadside ditch and rolled her into its peaty urine. As the prisoners were herded on along the road Tayna took a crabwise glance down to see only a blanch span of slim down buttocks still seeable above the water.

The Sergeant felt their party was less disrespectable now, although he still looked with disgust at Tayna whose snap rags failed to cover much of her body. She, along with a petite girl with roughly cropped unretentive fair hair now seemed to be the rickety of the prisoners. At least he felt able to parade them through the midpoint of the next village later that afternoon.

General Slade had suggested that con should be marched on foot from the metropolis to the proposed internment camps so the mickle of them would serve as a admonition to all in the towns and Village they passed through. It would certainly take in been More economical to accept shipped them by runway in oxen trucks, but he chose a route March through the more troublesome areas to act as a warning to other street child and strays. Although the Sergeant was aware of this, that morning he had perhaps felt that dragging a naked bloody unconscious mind youngster with them would have reflected badly on the regiment.

gloaming came early that eve, the swarm darkened and a ignitor drizzle started. They encamped for the night by a stream, which the road crossed by a stone arch leaving space between the water system and the abutment for them all to shelter. The soldiers took it in turn to dismantle and wash, apparently unmindful to the watching woman. After all almost of them were probably sporting lady so they would n't see anything new ! The prisoner were allowed to tope 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 piteous weather the Sergeant felt happier than he had the previous night. He estimated they had covered about 20 miles that day, but as he heard the little blonde start to sob softly he worried that the prisoner were weakening. Nothing had been said to him about feeding the prisoners, he had however been told that it would n't go too badly for him if a few give out to complete the journeying so his concern was more about the meter it might take.

Tayna shuffled over to sit side by side to the picayune blonde and took her hand, the young lady turned her teardrop stained face to Tayna and asked her gens, then she told Tayna hers was Frey. They both then moved forward to soothe their intumesce feet in the unclouded track body of water for a while. Although it was damp and depressing the swarm meant it was n't getting as cold as the premature night. Just as she started to fall at peace Tayna was startled by gunshots. Another cleaning lady screamed and Tayna clasped Frey tight to her.

Shortly afterwards two soldiers returned with a hare. The Sergeant thought that some of his men could do with practising their marksmanship while some food for thought for the prisoners might avail them keep up the yard. Unfortunately the soldiers were piteous shots than he expected so it was difficult to cut up one pocket-sized rabbit into seven helping. The Sergeant deliberately gave Tayna and Freyr the diminished pieces of the ruffianly raw center, silently assessing that if necessary he could probably yield to pick two Thomas More of his heraldic bearing without too many questions being asked.

Tayna was woken by piddle from the watercourse lapping at her feet as the egotistical stream rose in response to the now torrential pelting. Although it was barely light the Sergeant hustled everyone to their animal foot 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 full force of the wind driven rain hit them. The soldiers had the aegis of oilskin mantle they produced from their backpack but the women 's clothes gave no protection from the rain. They struggled on up the hill away from the river, au naturel pes splashing in the run of muddy water running back down the James Jerome Hill. Tayna 's wet hair was plastered across her face and she looked with envy at Frey in front of her, wondering for the first sentence if she had had her haircloth 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 serjeant-at-law had deliberately bound Tayna at the seat of the line of captive as he considered her the most likely to call for pulling along by the others, along with Frey in front man of her. Marie he had chosen to lead as he hoped she would set the in effect gait. As they breasted the top of the Hill the broad force of the tempest hit them, taking Tayna 's breath away. The wind tug raindrops lashed her sunburned bare arms pegleg and midriff like tiny nails and her sodden, ripe cotton skirt wrapped itself tight around the straw man of her thigh as she staggered forward, the movement of her leg made it slip one's mind down further below her hips as the improvised gnarl holding it up came undone. She futilely fumbled to re-tie it with her bound hands, aware that if she stopped the soldier buns would yet again prod her with his bayonet to save her moving. The soppy ragged remains opf her skirt fell around her mortise joint and as she stumbled the soldier behind could n't help responding to the hatful of her bare buttocks by thrusting his bayonet forward into them. At the same mo the R-2 around her wrist joint was pulled forward by Freyr, unaware of Tayna 's problems, and she fell to her knee joint yelling `` fucking stop ! ''.

The Sergeant turned and walked back with a resigned expression on his grimace, this was just what he expected from that half au naturel slut. Remembering the circumstances of the young girl the previous day Tayna defiantly said `` I 'll be alright, just let me get up ''. As the got to her foundation she became cognisant of a warm whiz at the back of her redress leg, she twisted to see a stream of blood, running down from her wounded buttock. `` The rain 's making it see unfit '' volunteered Frey, but when Tayna pulled her annulus back up over it the uncouth textile rubbing the wounding was unendurable. She started to cry. `` Get a shag move on '' yelled the sergeant, pulling his revolver out of its holster. She quickly dropped the bird and instead carried it in her mitt as she resumed walking sobbing `` it 's sanction I 'm not crippled, you bastards '', though in truth each pace caused sharp nisus both from her pierced buttock and from her rent knees.

They were n't allowed even a instant 's residual until mid-day. Tayna was feeling such agony and felt so humiliated after a group of men stopped work on repairing a workshop roof as they passed and all stared straightaway at her as she staggered past, her consistence still bare below the sodden remains of her tunic. But it was Frey who stumbled and fell bringing the Sergeant running back to bring up her back up by the neck and stare into her panic-stricken eyes. `` My feet .... '' she pleaded. He let her drop face down again and grabbed one of her ankles looking at the wet, bloody well up metrical unit. He told the soldiers to stop and eat, then commanded the youngest soldier `` find something to bandage this whore 's feet with ''. He fumbled in his mob for a discipline bandaging, `` you stupid boy '' yelled the sergeant-at-law `` that 's for you or you 're mates if your injured, not to be thrown away on a cunt we 'll probably have 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 rough-cut sodden dress behind her neck and ripped it down to her waist, baring her back. Then he tore it across for a few column inch before tearing it back up to the neckline producing a funnies of material which he used to bandage her right invertebrate foot. He then roughly tore a second strip from the tush of the dress exposing the back of her peg almost to her behind and proceeded to use that to bind the other metrical foot.

The Sergeant walked forward checking the early prisoners bally feet while Tayna hurriedly pulled her skirt back on, terrified that it might be snatched to cater further bandages. Before the Edward Young soldier had a opportunity to start eating his ration after repacking his knapsack they were all commanded to start moving again. As Frey staggered to her feet the shoulders of her ruined sodden garb slipped down her arms exposing her titty. Her spring articulatio radiocarpea prevented her from pulling it back up and as they all resumed their pathetic march onward through the pouring rain Thomas More of the fabric tore so the tattered remains of the sleeves hung around her wrists while the repose of the shredded wearing apparel slipped with each ail stride until it trailed on the reason from her mortise joint. Fearful of tripping she kicked it from her feet, one of the useless bandage slipping off with it. As they trudged slowly forwards Tayna stared pitifully down at the red stains in the muddy footmark Frey left as she bravely struggled on with run of rain trickling down her shivering naked body.

By the prison term they stopped for the even in the foothills of the stack near a recently closed mine the rain and farting had thankfully died away and the exhausted women slumped haphazardly on the still wet dead moor sens. `` If you idiot ca n't dissipate more than a unity rabbit let see if you can even hit a sheep from 200 grounds '' the sergeant-at-law challenged his troop. Even that stationary butt took one of the soldiers four shots. Two of the soldiers dragged the carcass back to their camping area while others started untying the ropes from the women 's haemorrhage carpus and transferring the alliance to their ankles for the night. With this small act to facilitate the prisoner'discomfort Tayna hoped the Sergeant had after all some pathos for his care. Was the sheep carcass to feed them as well as the soldiers ?

Some of the soldiers were commanded to build a fire while others started skinning the sheep. Tayna waited for the youthful soldier to cease attending to Marie 's shackle and discharge her own burning wrists -suddenly Marie sprang to her human foot ! The soldier grabbed the back of her scanty bait attire but the impregnable charwoman just pulled away from him, the dress tearing from top to fathom leaving just a sodden comic strip in the soldiers hand. Marie ran fast and low to a Ulex europaeus bank nearby while tearing away the useless tatterdemalion shreds remaining of the dress. Ignoring the watering spines she thrust her bare tanned body through the gorse and disappeared into the gully of a minor stream.

As the sergeant-at-law screamed obscenity all the soldiers grabbed their rifles and set off in quest but then with further furious screams the sergeant ordered two of them back to guard the respite of the prisoners. Having taken the unexpected chance to flee Marie knew her life was unworthy to her pursuers and that she must put distance between them and herself as quickly as possible. Though encouraged by their difficulty in culling even a stationary sheep she nevertheless realised she was rickety from deficiency of food and could not sustain this agonising burst of energy for long. Reaching the end of the gully the current cascaded 15 metrical unit down rocks so she scrambled up out of the far side but three shooter rang out as soon as she returned to the soldiers'perspective, she could hear the bullets hissing through the gorse column inch from her thigh. Dropping back down she had no option but to fling herself down the almost sheer jumpy drop. Bloody metrical foot slipping on the wet rocks her tush crashed onto a rock shelf one-half way down toppling her forward, coat of arms outstretched. She belly flopped onto the boulders at the undersurface, feeling ribs cracking the likes of branchlet as her face splattered sideways onto the rock and roll. A broken malar sent agonising stabs of pain every time her left eyeball moved in its socket as she coughed up little globules of blood from her pierced lung with each atrocious breather.

Yet still she staggered forward bow double following the winding of the stream as it tumbled on down its minuscule cleft. Her insane desperation allowed her to root for ahead of the troop who assumed they must surely be closing on her. Her nails carelessly torn from her toes by the rough bed, her bronzed boob splattered with fret and coughed up blood she spotted respective great bowlder close above the stream and hauled herself amongst them and wedged her body down tight between and half beneath them. In affright she looked back towards the stream expecting to see a tell tarradiddle trail of line of descent but, painfully staring with just one eye she could see nothing obvious.

Tayna had heard the soldiers'gunfire 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 nothing more was seen or heard of the hunt. She crawled closemouthed to Frey and put an arm around her naked trembling shoulders. Frey was sobbing uncontrollably with cold, hunger and fear.

Marie must have passed out for a short-change while, for as consciousness returned she had to noisily cough up a lot of blood from her lungs before she could take a recondite breath of air. She heard shouts nearby answered by more distant voices. It seemed the soldiers had stopped their headlong pursuit and were now returning beating the bunch of gorse and searching over a wide front. Her fainting had lost her precious time and she feared the flock would quickly recognise the Boulder as a belike concealing place. She painfully dragged her torn aching torso from beneath the boulders and painfully scampered and slithered along up away from the stream keeping as finale to the ground as possible. She had nearly made it into the protection of a small copse when one of the soldiers spotted her. She heard cry then a gunshot followed by a precipitous blow to her tooshie, which sent her sprawling as for the for the first time prison term one of the bullet found its mark. Her whole frown body felt as if flame were spreading inside her leftfield thigh and through her abdomen. The fastball had hit bone to be deflected inside her pelvis then ripping through her lower belly to break open bloodily from her dead body to the left of her navel.

An animal instinct for survival took over her pain racked trunk, she lifted her caput and articulatio humeri from the primer coat and dragged herself forward with her blazon into the woods. A rifle keister driven down hard between her shoulder leaf blade soon halted her do-or-die progress. Angrily the old soldier, whose shot had stopped her, forcefully rolled her onto her rear with a boot at the face of her ribcage. A glance at the bloody muddle they had recaptured made it authorise they had little prison term if they were to exact revenge while she still clung to life history. The Sergeant caught up with them red faced and panting, but smiling at the old soldier he said `` I knew you did n't want to bring together in the practise earlier, well done ! ''. After looking at Marie, sprawled on her back shuddering as she struggled to take a breath despite the agony each breath caused in her mash chest and torn abdomen, he said `` get the other cunt over here to see what happens if they try to break loose ''.

Tayna was dismayed to be dragged away from the saucy sheep carcass with which she was obsessed. As they were herded into the woods she was momentarily cheered by the survey of another fresh bloody carcase before she realised it was Marie. Once they were roughly lined up facing her the Sergeant commanded `` subdue her ! ''. Quickly finding a stout tree to which a solid state branch was hurriedly lashed across, Marie was tied, arms spread above her, feet crystallize of the primer. As the horrified prisoner watched Marie strained twice causing blood to spurt from the chew out hole in her belly in addition to the continual trickle of origin down her go away leg from her perforate buttock. However her one exposed eye stared aimlessly into blank. The Sergeant took bayonets from two of the soldiers and using a rock music as a mallet drove one through each wrist. Although little more could have been added to the agony she was already in, this activeness symbolised the finality of her portray stead. The woman were made to fend and follow for nearly quarter of an hour as, though no longer struggling, the pathetic girls ruined chest of drawers 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 primer and the early captive were made to drag it by the ankles back to the fire.

A spitting was set up and pieces of human body were carved from the sheep to be roasted for the soldiers, except that as punishment for letting Marie get away the unseasoned soldier got none. The Sergeant roughly carved a piece of raw flesh from the thigh of the human being carcass and threw it to the prisoner saying `` that 's all you 're going to get to eat so make the expert of it ''. None of the hunched prisoner touched the bloody piece of meat and they tried to brush aside its world despite painfully clutching their empty aching bellies and shivering with coldness. Eventually, in the pastime of the party making some progress the following day, the serjeant relented and threw various handfuls of low temperature discarded offal from the sheep at them, which they fought each former to devour.

'' You gon na shag another corpse then '' teased the former soldiers. `` She was n't dead, well not THAT dead '' 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 globe 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 little blonde 's deal and substructure and her pale consistence was spreadeagled on its back, flimsy legs spread encompassing. `` No ! Not me '' she sobbed. `` Yer just doing your old job again, slut '' laughed the soldier who was about to dishonor her. Another cruelly commented `` that corpse there had a much skillful trunk than yer cumulus of bones '' just before he forced his rigid penis in between her aching thighs while tearing at her small titty with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the lustful soldiers had finished with her she just lay on her back panting with her ramification still spread blanket while the sergeant re-bound her thin wrists above her head to the long forget me drug. Tayna and the other adult female shuffled as far away from the obscene humiliated girl as their bonds permitted. The following forenoon Tayna awoke to slim warmth on her binding from the leap sunshine. Looking around she saw Frey stil lay as the soldiers had discarded her, exposing her sore sex between feast thigh. Her red optic suggested she had been crying all Nox. The fervidness still smouldered and stank of cut frame, as both the sheep 's and Marie 's carcase had been thrown onto it where the flaming had failed to completely consume them.

After the last duet of sidereal day'bad weather the springiness sunshine cheered the soldiers up considerably and they laughed as they repacked their kit before dragging their despondent prisoners to their feet. Frey was dragged to her metrical unit with great discomfort. The sol of her feet sliced and her vagina swollen from abuse she immediately sat down again, her face expressionless as she looked at the sergeant-at-law 's holster, half hoping he would get out his revolver and end her annoyance and humiliation.


Freyr had been moved back to supersede Tayna at the trailing end of the farseeing rope and the serjeant-at-law guesssed that the threat of promote pain rather than death would be more good. `` Walk or they 'll just take in to drop behind you '' he sneered. She again staggered to her feet, pegleg bowed and foot twisted on sharpness in agony. Yet Tayna was amazed that Freyr still staggered along behind them as they climbed higher into the mountains. In demarcation to the late uninterrupted low temperature and pic they all now sweated in the hot sun as the climb stiffened, the soldiers perhaps unfit off than the primarily scantily clad prisoners.

Varnia 's useless cotton blouse, rotten from dampness and sweat, feel apart at the seams across her shoulders from the invariant tugging off her bound blazon. Her right breast fell out as it slipped down to the picayune amusement of the escort. Seeing the soldier alongside her laughing she spat at him in scorn, he swiftly tore away the remains of her top, then slammed his rifle bottom in her belly so arduous that she doubled up in hurting and fell to the dry land. Hearing the commotion the Sergeant ran back to see her sprawled on the ground, `` another bitch gone down '' sighed her assaulter. The Sergeant kicked surd the side of her abdomen, unaware of the previous black eye, and she rolled onto her back, her contorted face screaming obscenities at him. He dragged her to her feet by the hair, hit her in her screaming mouth with the handle of his six-gun 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 free booster Tayna hurried to stick to as Varnia started trudging forward again. The sudden restart took Frey off remainder as she tried to ease the pain from the soles of her feet.

'' Are they trying to fucking piss me off ? '' shouted the sweaty red faced serjeant-at-law as Frey sprawled forward. Tayna pulled gamely forrader dragging Frey face down along the road, the early charwoman also put effort into keeping the grouping moving forward. The Sergeant laughed at Frey 's body jerkily being dragged along leaving thin streaks and splatters of blood on the stony priming and replaced his gun in its holster.
The immature soldier, already too wear down and thirsty to be aroused by Frey 's nudity, viewed her as one might look out any wounded animal. He idly wondered if she would be animated or dead when they reached the internment camp, casually studying her painful overrefinement from side to side as she tried to prevent advance laceration of her breast, ribs and hips from the stony rails.

To add to the convict disreputable appearing as they approached the ingroup Tayna 's chick again came done for and fell to the basis. The rag was momentarily dragged beneath Freyr 's belly before it was left behind in the eye of the road.

Tayna was surprised to see how few edifice there were at the internment camp. A match of big wooden huts stood each side of the magniloquent wire logic gate. A high perimeter fence topped with four strands of razor wire extended some way each English of the entering to where rudimentary spotter towboat stood at which points the fence presumably turned away.

The guard at the logic gate stood watching without emotion as the captive slowly struggled the net few 1000 towards him. nearly former consignments had arrived piled onto farm handcart or in the backs of camion, this was the first time an escort had managed to get the their mission to contend all the way on foot. As the safety device pressed a push by the gate the police sergeant apologised for losing two of the eight convicts. `` Do n't concern, most of the former groups lost more than that before giving up and requisitioning some transport '' the guard replied.

The cleaning woman were roughly shoved through the gates as an 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 clear of an inner gate. The guards released their Bond 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, peel slowly approaching them. They wore soiled and shattered apparel clearly splattered with dried descent and the nearest carried a bombastic Harlan Fiske Stone in one clenched fist. Tayna did n't like the way they stared intently at the new arrival. `` fertilise time girls ! '' called out one of the sentry duty with a grin. Horrified the six new arrivals dragged Frey 's barely conscious torso into the center of their grouping and got to their metrical unit facing off the three leering adult female. Tayna watched as they slowly circled them, all the spell studying the new arriver intently, their strong looking leader thenm snarled `` do n't look so scared, were not hungry ... yet '' before they ambled away.

After a monents silence Varnia shakily said `` there seem to be some boulder near a flow over there near the fence, I suggest we explore a bit ''. The hot fair sex drank eagerly from the aplomb stream then Tayna suggested they sit Freyr beneath the shade of the largest Boulder. However when they looked beneath it there were the remains of at to the lowest degree two man underframe, still with some hair on the skulls, though well-nigh of the limbs seemed to be missing. Tayna collapsed in a heap sobbing, realising why the evaluator had thought it unnecessary to specify durations of their time. Varnia dragged the osseous tissue out from beneath the boulders tossing them into a slight dip in the soil about 20 yards away so they would n't bear to keep looking at them.

'' What are WE going to eat '' sobbed Tayna as she tried to make Frey prosperous now the cool water had revived her a bit. `` Them '' snarled Varnia pointing at the three savage still watching from a distance ! `` And we 'd better contract it in turns to keep watch from on top of these tilt '' she added with a cold practicality. Tayna wondered how much of their predicament Frey understood as another of their cadaverous companions sobbed `` I need to eat NOW '' then started tearing up ball of the short skunk and soil and stuffing it into her mouth.

As the sun sank towards the quick shimmering horizon Tayna climbed down after her turn keeping watch, where there had at to the lowest degree been a slim cooling breeze. She removed the ragged remains of her tunic and rolled it into a crude slight pillow before settling down naked alongside Frey for the Nox like an animal, clasping her hollow aching belly, uncertain whether they would see another dawn, or even if she actually wanted to ...