Captured Female Person Sergeant And Her Men ( 1 )


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Without warning the outpost was overrun and before they were even able to reach their weapons, the five soldiers were surrounded by over a XII enemy soldiers with rifles pointing at their heads. They had no choice but to surrender. Their work force were secured behind their cover and they were marched outside where a motortruck pulled up and they were loaded aboard and driven away with their heads covered to prevent them from knowing where they were being taken.

After being led into a building, each was injected with a knockout drug and they all passed out. An unknown amount of time later, Sgt. Joyce Danniels, a 30 yr old American squad loss leader slowly regained cognisance. It was a mates of instant before she was alert enough to realize that she was strapped to a hard surface and that she was naked. There was a strap across her chest just below her breasts and another across her waist. Her work force were strapped down and her legs were tied so that they were spread full. Her ass was right at the edge of the wooden table. The serjeant-at-law had always known that if she were captured, it was very probably that she would be sexually abused and tortured. She saw that the four Male soldiers that were with her were tied in chairs facing her defenseless body. They were going to be forced to watch her assault. Now she knew that the worse was about to happen.

James Joyce lifted her mind and looked past her pale Andrew D. White 34-C knocker as the first foe soldier stepped between her outstretched stage. She saw him unbuckle the belt ammunition of his uniform drawers and drop them and his undershorts between his ankles. His dark brown prick was already vertical. Joyce shouted out and called her captures every nasty word that she knew. Joyce was far from being a virgin but she feared what was about to bump to her. She was grateful that his equipment was far from being Brobdingnagian. As his stopcock head touched the entranceway to her pussy, she tried to spit in his face but it landed on his uniform shirt. He growled at her and with one severe shove, buried himself full depth in her dry cunt. Because she was dry, it did do her pain and she moaned. The soldier penetrating her smiled and the others laughed and cheered.

His cock rapidly pistoned in and out of her fuck hole. Just from a natural reaction, it moistened and the botheration stopped but her hatred and humiliation continued and she kept yelling out profanities. It was even speculative knowing that her men were there watching her getting raped. She was quite certainly that it would not stop after this one soldier had had his way with her trunk and she was very right.

After several minutes the commencement soldier started making stochasticity that Joyce knew meant that he was closelipped to coming. He pulled out, walked around till he was near her brass and gave his stopcock a few final strokes. In broken English he announced that he did not want to spoil her cunt for his comrade and sprayed his load of cum on her tits and boldness. James Joyce closed her mouth and eye and turned her head away. She told herself that if he had tried to put his cock in her back talk, she would have let him and then bit the fucking thing off.

As the low man was spraying his seed on her, a second stepped between her legs and took his place. Joyce had been paying care to the first man so did not have it off the second was there till she felt him infix her. She could feel that he was larger than the outset but still not huge. She thought to herself that she was going to be fucked by every man there and she was right. She was now moist and loosened up so there was no pain. Joyce had never had sex with to a greater extent than two men at the same time but now she knew that she was about to be gang raped by at least a dozen men and she could see that it was being filmed.

As the indorsement soldier fucked into her, he reached down and grabbed a handful of her pubic hair and pulled hard, lifting her coxa slightly up as often as her restraint would allow. It was sore but Joyce gritted her teeth and vowed not allow them the pleasure of her crying out in pain. He lifted his paw and showed everyone that he had yanked out a half 12 or to a greater extent of her curly bleak hairs. The other enemy soldiers cheered him. He lasted yearner than the first man but when he was close, he also went up to cover her fount and tits with his spunk. The thirdly man was in her before the second had finished. James Joyce opened her lip hoping that he would force his shaft into it and she could unplug it from his body but he kept it several column inch from what she could hit. The low current of his tinder flew into her oral fissure before she could fold it. More bring down in her eye and in her pilus as her cunt was being pounded relentlessly.

Over the next two hours or Sir Thomas More, fifteen men fucked Joyce as her men were forced to watch, unable to help her. Some had even come back for bit. Her pussy had not been come in and it and dried out causing it to be raw and in much pain but she had managed to keep from having an coming or showing any pleasure to her rapists. Her knocker and face and hair were covered with a Brobdingnagian amount of heart. Finally she and her men were placed into five make-do cells. James Augustine Aloysius Joyce was not allowed to pick up or dress. One of her men tried to reach her his uniform shirt but a gun was quickly aimed at him and he was told not to do it. Her men tried not to look at her but every once in a while she could see one of them taking a looking at her raw, cum covered body.

About an hour later the highest place officer opened her coop, took her by the arm and led her over to the turning point where there was an unshielded shower headway while several armed men guarded them."You just resist there with your legs spread and I will clean you."Joyce stood there as a common cold shower bath poured over her. The officer washed her from psyche to toe, spending more metre than needed on her titmouse and genitals. His finger worked on her clit and Joyce had to oppose hard not to show up any chemical reaction to the stimulation. Then James Augustine Aloysius Joyce was put back in her mobile phone and given a towel. She dried herself and then wrapped the towel around her bare body but the towel was quickly yanked away from her.

It had been dark for respective hours when one of the soldiers came to her cell with his cock out in his hand. She had a hard time understanding him but he said that if she would bend over and put her ass against the bars he would screw her. A big glob of James Joyce's spit promptly hit him in the aspect. He shoved his gun butt thru the bars striking her on the shoulder. She grabbed it and tried to deal his gun away from him but he was able to pull in it back and he left.

The next morn the captive were given a roll of some kind of slop for breakfast. The men were taken out of their cellular telephone again and strapped back in the chairs. The order policeman then spent a one-half hour questioning them but getting nix. Finally he said,"Alright, I guess you want to see your Sergeant pleasure me and my men again."Joyce was pulled out of her cell and taken back to the mesa. This fourth dimension she was lash face down with her metrical foot on the floor and spread."I ask one Sir Thomas More time if anyone would like to answer my questions."The men knew that regardless of what happened they were not to ease up the foe military information.

This metre the man with the biggest cock which was only about seven inch but quite thick, took her first and he took her up the ass. James Joyce was dry and it was very unspeakable. She could not serve but cry out in pain in the neck. After pounding her ass golf hole a few times, the soldier pulled his cock out, walked over in figurehead of James Augustine Aloysius Joyce's men and showed them his peter covered with line from her ass. The officer stepped over and asked,"Now would any of you like to spill to me ?"The men looked at each other and kept quiet.

Joyce's ass and puss were again raped by every man there and again it was all filmed. When they came, they lifted her principal by her hair and shot their cum in her face. Then the American men were put back in their cells and Joyce was taken back to the exhibitor. This clock time the officer concentrated on rubbing Joyce's clit until against all that she tried, Joyce orgasmed. She shook and moaned and pressed her pussy against his hand. The officer smiled and took her back to her cell."See men, she enjoys it. She likes being our nookie toy. Why do you need to protect a hussy like her ?"

The next day the military officer came and said,"I think we will ingest to try something different."One of the men was taken from his electric cell. A hood was put over his head. The officer spoke to Joyce,"Unless you tell me what I want to know, one of your men will be killed."Joyce closed her centre but kept quiet. Three men led the American soldier out of the way. A few arcminute later Joyce and her men heard,"Ready, aim, fire."Then there were three gun slam. The military officer and his men came back into the room."Are you ready to talk, serjeant or do you require all of your men killed ?"James Joyce was beaten. She could not see all of her men killed."I'll tell you what you want."She hung her brain."First you will suck my cock. Then we will do the questioning. Every time I say something you will say Yes Sir. Now uncase me."Joyce was broken. The cameras started filming."Yes Sir."crying ran down her face as James Joyce removed the officer's clothing."Put my hammer in your mouth and go down on it good."“ Yes Sir."

Joyce leaned forward and slid her lips over the police officer's putz forefront."Fuck my dick with your mouth."Joyce took her oral fissure off long enough to say,"Yes Sir."Joyce started running her lips up and down along the officer's quill. He grabbed her by the head, pulled her forward and shoved his hard-on down her throat. James Augustine Aloysius Joyce was honest at deepthroat so she surprised everyone when she did not gag. His rooster was pulled almost all the way out and then shoved back down her throat till his Ball bounced off her chin. Joyce sucked gruelling to get him off as fast as potential and it did not require her long. One of the tv camera was getting a good finish up dig of her deepthroating him. The other was back filming the full phase of the moon distance shot of her suction and him mauling her tits.

The officer stiffened and pulled out."Open your mouth, Slut."“ Yes Sir."tetrad retentive ropes of his cum flew into Joyce's mouth."Swallow it."“ Yes Sir."James Augustine Aloysius Joyce swallowed then took the cocksucker back in her mouth and sucked it clean. The military officer almost collapsed."Very good, slut. Now we will go into my function and you will tell me what I want to know."“ Yes Sir."They went into his office and Joyce spilled her blast but everything she said was a lie. She was put back in her cell.

Right then the door and all the windowpane were smashed out and in minute all of the foeman soldiers were laying perfectly or seriously wounded on the trading floor. Ten US soldiers came into the room. The Major that led the raid looked at Joyce standing naked in front of him and smiled,"You're out of undifferentiated soldier."Joyce's wear was found and she got trim. Her quaternary man was brought into the room."He was not killed, only put in a cell in a different place."Joyce gave her soldier a hug.

Over the next several days, Joyce and her men were debriefed and she was allowed to go back to her rule responsibility. The Major had the captured cameras brought to his berth. He reviewed the film and took care of himself with his right hand. Then he locked the film in his safe for future consultation. He wrote to command and suggested that Joyce be taken out of direct combat and given the position of his personal spot helper. His suggestion was approved.

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