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Captured in Ajikistan 6 - nighttime Raid

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A SHORT clip BEFORE THE ATTACK…

"This way, cunt."

The General hustled the petite, wavy-haired brunette into a tent on the edge of inner circle. Inside there was a timeworn mattress sprawled in one nook. In no clock time at all Aamir had stripped out of his sweat-soaked uniform.

"You can call me Slave Kareena, Sir. My real Master calls me that,"Kareena said without thinking. She had grown accustomed to hakim's increasing level of corporate trust and indulgence with her. Now it cost her.

"kick, I'll call you want I want to prognosticate you !"full general Aamir roared. He backhanded her and she flew backward onto the bed. Although her impertinence stung, fortunately there was no real equipment casualty. He hadn't used any tangible power behind the blow, but the surprise and suddenness of it still left the Cy Young girl reeling.

"rightfield now I am as real number a master copy as any you'll ever have. Do not forget it. Now spread those legs. I want to see that mellifluous young kitty-cat before I plunder it. Have you ever been raped by a shaft this big ?"

The slender beauty eyed the general's cock as he walked about the tent. It was definitely one of the thicker cocks she had ever seen - a good deal thicker than hakeem's, though probably not quite the Sami length.

"No passkey. I…I look forward to it,"she answered obediently, hoping it was the right answer.

"You better,"the General growled. He was rooting through a duffel bag bag near the collapsible shelter's opening. As he bent over, searching, Kareena had a perfect view of the man's dangling balls and the hanker, elongate peter that bobbed gently like a silken-steel rod, its bulging tip looking baleful to her.

"Ah, here it is."The full general stood up and turned around. With a smiling of victory, he showed her what he had found : A wax light and equal. Around the candle was a composition board ring to catch the wax. He proceeded to dismount the cd before sliding onto the mattress beside her.

"professional, what are you going to do with that ?"Kareena squeaked. She had a sinking feeling tactual sensation she knew. Her heart pace tripled as the General's weight made the mattress sink heavily inward. The tiny tent suddenly felt even more claustrophobic, more like a tomb than a collapsible shelter, from the female child's perspective.

"What do you recall I'm going to do with it ? Did I not promise you some wax-play, little cunt ?"He kept the candle just instead of tipping it toward her - for now - and proceeded to reach over with his free paw. That hard, beefy script slid along her cheek in an oddly gentle caress before traveling further down, along her collar osseous tissue, then down between her breasts, down to her belly, down to her let on sex. There his hand stopped, cupping her plane pussy almost tenderly. He seemed to relish the warmth of her twat on his ribbon. He felt her swell up cunt lips against the laurel wreath of his hand and it made his cock vellication with need.

The longer he kept his paw there, the harder his cock became - if such a thing were even possible.

"Mmmm. This little sore and pervert pussy needs some relief, doesn't it crab ?"

"Y-yes Sir,"Kareena sighed."Please be easy with me."

The General slowly rubbed his hand against the lady friend's sore, vain snatch lips."Did the Commander's cane hurt your cute fiddling pussy bad ?"

Biting her bottom lip, the lilliputian daughter could only nod at first."Y-yes victor. He was very rough. I'm very sore down there. Please, please have mercy on me. I can be a commodity striver - so full ! I can suck your cock. I can bat your orb. I can suck on your balls and even work out your ass if you… if you wish it, Sir."

The general Aamir kept rubbing her exposed sex with his handwriting. He changed the angle, two fingers sliding into her cunt now.

"Mmm. I will take you up on all of those fling later, slave. That a great deal I can anticipate you."He kept rubbing, his fingers grazing her button even as he held the candle in his other script in a dangerously precipitate office. It hovered over her like a warning, yet his assuage paw on her roughly used snatch felt almost good. His two stubby finger pumping into her sex felt better and sound, in fact. The sexy brunet spread her ramification wider to give him wanton access now. Her gentle, wet folds were soon trickling onto those finger's breadth as they punched into her, stabbing towards her kernel. His thumb was twirling around her exquisitely sensitive nerve bundle even as those fingers fucked her in shortstop, violent petty bursts.

Kareena's hired hand clenched the mattress as her ventilation quickened. She looked up into the general's strangely calm, and - for now - guileless look.

"Are you going to come up for me, slut ? It's okay. Surrender to my pinch. I give you permission."

The daughter's delicate face contorted with rising pleasure. full general Aamir's fingerbreadth and thumb worked overtime, pummeling that Edward Young clitoris and pussy as he held her gutted gaze. Kareena's deal were fisted up now with white-knuckled volume on the bed sheets as she thrust her snatch down hard, engulfing Aamir's digit even as they stabbed up into her damp folds. And now the sexual climax ripped through her like a rush of energy, her slit twitching eagerly around her rapist's fingers. The girl's brain slammed backward onto the mattress as she let out a squeal. Kareena's nipples were pebbling up hard as she came, her fluids streaming onto the full general's digit and onto the sheets, a deluge of sticky, pungent, feminine emollient.

"Oh god,"the 18-year-old striver girl gasped, still panting from her sexual climax."Thank you, Master."

But suddenly full general Aamir's gaze narrowed with something that was the very opposite of calm.

"Do not thank me yet, bitch. You had your pleasure. Now I'll take mine."So saying, he tipped the candle without warning. Despite the ring of composition board around the standard candle to capture the wax, bracing driblet of hot wax now dripped down directly onto the girl's clit.

"AAAAAYYYYYYY !"Kareena screamed. The aphrodisiac brunette's entire body flailed as if she were being electrocuted.

"Now that makes my dick hard,"the superior general growled, his hand pinning her to the bed by her slender neck as he poured more wax onto her belly.

"AAAYYY PLEASE STOP ! PLEASE !"

"You must get word that the TRUE measure of a well-behaved striver is the ability to embrace not just pleasure, but also pain. All that should matter to you is to consecrate your sea captain satisfaction, and if that involves receiving pain, you should learn to WELCOME it. You live to please your lord, not yourself, you selfish minuscule slut,"the General roared. The thickset superior general snuffed out the standard candle, threw it aside, and suddenly mounted the flailing female child. His hand still pinning her by the throat, his rigid cock pushed forward, the flare out tip pushing past her swollen labia. He felt the affectionateness of the wax hardened over her clitoris, a tiny flare of heating system that only added to his excitement as he began to pound into her at a infuriated pace. The mattress shook as his trunk crashed between her legs, fucking her with a brutality which knew no equal.

Kareena's delicate lilliputian manus now gripped the general's carpus as he choked and fucked her at the same time.

"UGGGHHH ! ! !"the flyspeck young lady croaked. Her oculus were wild, her bosom shaking wildly too as the man slammed into her without mercy. His cock might as well have been a hurled lance sheathed in the soft, raw-rubbed warmth of her brutalized sex.

"AAAHHH ! ! piddling bitch, you'll have a load of your master key's precious seed deep in your slut's pussy. Be thankful,"he growled. His cock began to jerk violently, shooting thick ropes of cum deep inside the girl's bend. Kareena's eyes widened as she felt his cum fill her up completely. Then she sagged with relief as he released her neck and finally let her breathe. She took in great draught of air, her chest heaving as the warmth of the cum inside her distracted her from the fading sting along her wax-spattered clit.

The General's Cheshire cat's grin didn't reach his deadened middle as he pulled out of her and propped himself up on one elbow, admiring his handcraft.

"What do you say, Kareena ?"

Trying to observe the sullen tone from her articulation and the hatred from sparking in her eyes, the teenage enwrapped replied,"Thank you Master, for… for fucking me, and for teaching me a… a worthful lesson."

The full general stroked the girl's cheek affectionately.

"You're welcome, slovenly woman. And that was only our for the first time screw of the night. There will be many more."

The gorgeous missy stared at her captor's cock, still house and glistening with sexual fluids. ‘ I can't believe he's still so concentrated,'she thought.

Seeing the crinkle of her gaze, the superior general grinned.

"Ooohhh, you like what you see, little pussy. This dick bust your twat up GOOD, but you're already gunning for rhythm two, aren't you ? Soon, my little pet. Very soon. Let's just draw close for a bit now, shall we ?"

The general began to turn over for her again, preparing to caress the supple cone which he now wanted to constrict until she squirmed and squealed. Just as he reached out, though, a aloud explosion shattered the tranquility of the night and smoke tore through the tent. A bullet train pierced the superior general Aamir's skull, punching cleanly through like a hammer-driven nail. The full general's naked body flopped across Kareena's diminutive figure as the female child began to scream.

"AAAAAYYYY ! ! !"

Yet hands were already dragging the now lifeless bag of pulp off of her even as Kareena frantically shoved the superior general's dead soundbox away. It went tumbling off the bed.

"Who are you ?"

There were three men holding assault rifles, wearing fatigues and helmets, their faces smeared with camo-paint.

"Layla, we've come to rescue you. stick around close and we'll get you out of here,"the low gear soldier hissed.

Then, after a disunited second gear, the mo soldier swore.

"hoot, Ramirez, that's NOT Layla."

Ramirez cocked his head and peered at Kareena's face while she sat there still just gaping at them all.

"We only get the payout if we save the guy's daughter. This miss's just surplus baggage,"Dawkins continued.

Ramirez eyed the defenseless girl and seemed to like what he saw."So what ? Shut the fuck up, man. We're not leaving her here."He nodded at Kareena, who now clung to his side like a neonate puppy.

"Please take me with you. I can fill you to where they're holding the early girl,"she pleaded. She would do anything to get out of here. Anything. Kareena almost wept with relief when the mercenary-soldier named Ramirez nodded.

"You have a lot, girl. leave the way, but stick around low and hit the primer when I say so."

Kareena nodded vigorously, epinephrin and fear coursing through her venous blood vessel. With a surprising upsurge of courage, the au naturel female child ducked through the tent flap and into the Night, hoping that her guess was correct. She'd lied to them, of course. She didn't know where Layla was for sure. But she didn't want to get left behind either, and if one lie would help her survive and convince these men that she was utile, then it was a lie she would gladly tell.

~~~~~*****~~~~~

Before the explosions tore through the Johnny camp, Sandy lay at the mercy of the remaining soldiers back in the main collapsible shelter. The beautiful raw blond had a golden collar around her cervix, her carpus chained in front of her, as she knelt on her work force and articulatio genus. The seventh man now positioned his bellied cock-head at the gaping opening to her sore ass and driving force in violently.

"AAAAAHHH ! !"Sandy moaned. He began pumping fast and abstruse, his testicles a blur of movement as his turncock slammed between her shapely ass cheeks.

She didn't know how it happened, but gradually the cocks reaming her wet little ass were creating wiz she began to crave, her libido spiking with each nasty thrust.

"UHH ! ! ! I think we're getting through to her,"the soldier grunted."The short blonde bitch the like being ass-raped."

‘ No. Stop !'Sandy thought inwardly. But the part of her locked away behind instinct and key need yearned for one appalling thing - more crashing. She bit her lip until it nearly bled now. The busty blonde even nudged her freighter backward to meet the soldier's pulverizing stab. As he gripped her hips backbreaking and fucked her, she moaned and cooed, her sex dripping with the evidence of a hunger she now couldn't deny. There was something about having her soused maw filled with stopcock, the cheek closing along her anus bombarded with sensation, that awakened an appalling stimulation inside of her.

She had finally surrendered to it. Hakim had already had Layla taken away. As for Mira and Arianna, they were gone. No one was coming to lay aside them. She and Layla were in a clique teeming with over 100 brutal soldiers. What pick did she stimulate ? So Sandy surrendered to the instinct which were uncoerced to embrace what these vile men were doing to her. Her big, beautiful bosom were covered with a lustre of sweat as she moaned and gave up any semblance of normality.

"Please fuck me. Fuck me in the ass !"Sandy groaned. She no longer cared how these men humiliated or debased her. She couldn't direction on that, only on the want to survive this moment and then the adjacent. Her long raiment of blond tomentum grew to a greater extent and more disheveled as the man fucking her pulled on it and watched his cock sweep into her puckered hole.

"UHH ! ! ! ! Fuck ! So tight, little heathen bitch. Get gear up for another load in your Henry Sweet ass,"the soldier groaned. His testis tightened as the billow of cum spewed from the tip of his manhood, spraying her bowels with a fresh batch of sperm. Sandy felt herself lose ascendence now, her cunt's spasms joined by trickling fluid.

"Yes ! AAAHHH… cum in my ass, you bastard. UGH !"Sandy's look morphed into agony-laced pleasance as the man finished twitching inside her hind end. Pulling out, he seemed mesmerized by the prospicient strand of cum oozing from the tip of his peter to her gaping, cum-filled rectum. He gave her left ass cheek an affectionate slap before making way for the succeeding man.

The side by side man was a good substructure taller than his pal, his dick at least an in or two longer than any mere mortal's. Sandy glanced back at him in awe.

"Are you set to be ass-fucked by a real pecker, squawk ?"he growled.

"Yes, Master,"Sandy said, her headland dipped low as she bit her lip and prepared herself, keeping her ass up high gear in the air to give her rapist easy access.

He slipped his dick into her vagina to get it wet with her juices and the end of jism, then prepared to slide it deeply into her ass. As he nudged his mushroom-shaped tip between her ass impertinence, she groaned with discernment. Then he was inside, in the profoundness of her ass, moving with a perfect rhythm method that set her spunk endings on ardor. The sexy blonde's hired man clenched as she slammed her ass backward to come across the man's brutal plunges.

"Yes. Oh fuck me, Sir. fucking my ass,"Sandy implored. She had truly discarded the last of her dignity, it seemed, but she was a survivor. She tried not to center on the ring of men around her, all pumping their hardened shot and waiting their turn to give her an anal hammer. Somehow, she didn't know how, she would fill each and every prick and hold out to distinguish about it. The wet sounds of suction as the girl's cum-lubed ass took the taller man's massive erection now filled the tent.

He pulled on her hair even more roughly than the initiatory man. Her top dog felt itself yanked backward as she felt the explosion of heat deep in her ass, and heard sunshine from the men.

"It's my turn, Walid. Move over !"one soldier barked, shoving at his comrade. A scuffle was about to break through, but that's when it happened. A trey of explosions lit up the night. The blinding light and the roar of gunfire suddenly sent all of the naked soldiers in the tent scrambling to find their appurtenance. She felt manpower pushing her pile, and then understructure nearly trampling her in the midst of the men's panic. Pushed facedown onto the floor of the collapsible shelter, she stayed still until she thought it was good to go. Finally, Sandy carefully peered around. The tent was empty now. There were call, Sir Thomas More sounds of gunfire, and Sandy wondered…

‘ What should I do ?'

She could try to run, but where would she go ? Wouldn't she be just as likely to get shot in the darkness, mistaken for one of the Arabian insurrectionist ? The naked blonde lay facedown in the tent, completely still, and tried to assess her options. The more she thought about it, the more staying put seemed like the most attractive pick. And yet this little voice inside her head kept urging her, ‘ Run, run, fool, and don't you dare stop.'

She had to risk it. She had to have courage. If she just stayed where she was, she might very well end up deadened. After the initial burst, Sandy hadn't heard anything nearly as loud, but that didn't mean that mortal wasn't bombing the camp. No…she couldn't hitch put, she had to get as far away from here as possible.

She stood up, then froze.

‘ Do I try to find Layla ?'She wanted to help her friend, but she was also terrified. ‘ I won't do Layla any good if I'm short,'she reasoned. Since she had no idea where Hakim had taken her, wandering aimlessly in the heart of a gun battle wouldn't do her friend any sound, it would just get herself killed. Having made up her mind, the blond crouched low and began edging toward the close going.

That was when three men in fatigue duty and rifles burst through the collapsible shelter tizzy, a skinny brunette leading them.

Sandy's marrow nearly tore through her chest as the unexpected quatern startled the living shit out of her.

"Sandy !"

The blonde recognized the young woman's face, if not her phonation. That was the slave-girl she had seen fucking Hakim.

"Where's Layla ?"Kareena's solemn face was rightfield in front of her, but it took her wanted seconds for her brain to process the words.

"Layla…Hakim had his men look at her. I think I heard them saying they were taking her to the baths. What's going on ? !"Sandy hissed.

The booster cable soldier, his typeface darkened with camouflage paint, stepped forward.

"You want to abide alive and get the piece of tail out of here, stay close and do what we say. No more interrogative sentence. Now move your ass, girl."Sandy bit her lip and nodded.

She joined the three soldiers and Kareena as they continued to search through the summer camp. The Reb'base was in complete disarray. Sandy didn't quite know how, but these three men definitely had some severe firepower in accompaniment. respective clip, Ajikistani rebels began to provoke on them, but their bodies soon dropped like tool with their strings cut. As the three soldiers and the two fille prisoner huddled together, sheltering from Rebel gunfire, the mercenary named Ramirez seemed to be talking into an earpiece.



A few bit later the Johnny Reb'gunshot petered out, and they were running again. They paused outside of a mud-brick building. Ramirez turned to the two girls.

"Listen up, our snipers have the high ground on either ridge, and we have control of the terrain, but we're outnumbered and I'm going to need your assist. I need you to be brave for me now. Can you do that ?"

Kareena was nodding quickly.

"Anything, just get us out of here."

"What she said,"Sandy confirmed, chewing on her bottom lip and daring to desire that she might actually get out of this alive.

"According to our intel, this building has the bathroom. I need you two to go in there looking for Layla. Make your presence loudly known. If she has guards, I don't want them shooting you. Your end is to deflect them and KEEP them distracted while we get into attitude and ingest them out."

Sandy's eyes widened.

"So what you're locution is that we're the bait."

Ramirez grimaced.

"I'm afraid so."

All of the sudden Kareena stepped up and kissed Ramirez full moon on the brim. The kiss ended just as suddenly, the pretty girl stepping back.

"I will gladly be hook for you, Sir, if it'll help you save her. I'll do my part,"Kareena said boldly, storm Sandy. Even the soldiers looked a lilliputian impressed.

"OK. shuffle yourselves hysteric and frantic. If Layla has safety, you don't want them to see you as a terror. Remember : deflect them, however you can."

Sandy and Kareena nodded and slowly approached the crouch clay-mud social organization. As they slipped inside both young lady loudly screamed.

"Please help us !"

"Layla, are you here ?"

The two girl nearly ran into Ahmed and kalif, who were brandishing rifles.

"Get down, fornicatress ! Get down !"the two men growled. Sandy peered over and saw her. Yes, there she was ! Layla was huddled in the far recession, glistening wet and naked. Sandy and Kareena quickly rushed over to her. They huddled beside her.

"It's okay, Layla. We're going to be okay,"Sandy whispered. The haunted tone on Layla's face said that it was never, ever going to be okay again, but the aphrodisiacal brunet dully nodded and buried her typeface in the crook of Sandy's neck. Kareena clung to Layla's other incline, trying to croak similarly soothing tidings into the fille's auricle. Then the picayune brunette seemed to remember their mission.

"What's going on ?"Kareena shouted out. Ahmed glanced over at her, clearly annoyed.

"Shut up, infidel cunt. Can't you see we are under attack ?"

The one named calif was now looking at them too."What did you see out there ? Tell us. The more we know, the amend,"he urged. When Sandy and Kareena exchanged a looking at, the Arab fighter growled.

"I said start talking, cunts ! What have you seen ? !"

Just as he finished that sentence, respective shots rang out. khalif's legs buckled as he dropped to his human knee, clutching at his neck. He continued to leech out from the slug wounding to his neck, his face disfigured in horror. He had sentence to stare at his comrade Ahmed, who now sported three gaping chest wounds as he too sank down to the storey dying. A few more seconds and Khalif pitched over sideways, his lifeblood seeping into the Harlan F. Stone, back into the earth. Two men had now become just lifeless dame of flesh.

Ramirez, Dawkins, and Crenshaw all rushed in.

"Layla ? Layla McAdams ?"

The stupefied brunette slowly nodded.

Ramirez cupped her nerve and spoke slowly to make sure she understood."Your begetter sent us to recue you. Come with us."

He tugged her upright and the girl, still wearing the dark collar around her neck opening, her wrists chained just like Sandy's, did her best to keep up. The next quarter hour was a harrowing journeying for the three girls as they clung to their saver like puppy to their new proprietor. More gunfire occasionally erupted, and it was growing more and Thomas More intense.

"They're regrouping. We need to get the fuck out of here,"Ramirez growled. They finally cleared the last of the tents and began struggling up a trail which cleaved up the slope of one of the ridgeline. As they neared the top, the gaudy whir of helicopter sword interrupted the sound of battle.

"come on !"The three soldiers ushered the fille into the eggbeater, climbed in after them, and then they were rising fast into the night.

Kareena, Sandy and Layla hugged each other and weep. As the strait of death and battle died away, drowned out by the drone of the helicopter, the three nude young lady hugged each early even more tightly. Their tears of stand-in mingled together, their sweaty bodies pressed against each former as those tears - of joy, of relief, of psychotherapeutic grief - all poured out in a much-needed release. They knew just one thing, but that one thing was more than enough.

They were safe.

condom at last.

~~~~~*****~~~~~

epilog

~~~~~*****~~~~~

The shower's hot water supply slid down the mercantile's well chiseled figure, steam rising.

Ramirez had to admit, he liked being a fighter, and he especially liked being a grinder when it paid so well.

It had been six calendar month since his mission to Ajikistan, six months since he and his gang had accepted a dangerous job from a sequestered billionaire whose naïve girl had been pudding head enough to get her ass captured in a war-torn res publica posing as some do-gooder for an NGO which should have known better. But that was in the past. Sometimes it seemed like a century ago, sometimes like only yesterday.

Ramirez finished washing off the shampoo from his scalp and then stepped out of the exhibitioner, and onto the tiled floor. Snagging a towel, he began wiping himself off.

It was a disgrace though, too. Not all conclusion had turned out as well as it had for the three missy he had helped rescue. There had been two other humanitarian aid proletarian, two other young lady - one Mira Scarlatti and Arianna Leontyne Price. Neither of them had ever been found. According to his army contact, it was likely that neither of them ever would be, either. There was some sketchy intel, not often else. Mira had apparently gotten pregnant by an African general from a rebel chemical group based in Nigeria ; she was now his slave-girl schoolmarm back in Africa. As for Arianna, the best intel seemed to suggest that she and the soldier holding her captive, a protégé of General Aamir named Musad - had both died in a drone strike two weeks ago. If so, it was ghastly news, and Arianna was an inauspicious civilian fatal accident of a senseless war.

Ramirez finished drying himself off and threw the towel onto the floor. He stopped to see at himself in the mirror.

Some might have called him a monster. He and his mercenary made their living by selling their acquirement to the highest bidder in war zona throughout the world. But the truth was, they saved liveliness - lives like those of Kareena, Sandy, and Layla - and they often provided surety in lawless seat. They were the good guys. No, Ramirez decided, he had no regrets.

Quite the adverse. Sometimes being a hero had VERY unexpected benefits.

Now, as he stepped out of the lavatory and into his master bedroom, he found something delicious waiting for him. well, someone. fountainhead, three ‘ someones'to be exact.

trey beautiful female child, naked as the day they were born. Kareena strode up to him. He loved her perky mammilla, her slender little torso, that cute and sexy innocent-but-not-really-innocent font with those grey-green eyes. He also loved Sandy, the big-titted blonde who had the aphrodisiac curves of any girl he'd ever known. And then there was Layla. She'd taken the farseeing to recoup, but to Ramirez's impact, she had been every bit as grateful to him for rescuing her and every bit as keen to show it in every way possible. Literally.

And to be honest, although Ramirez never spoke it out loud, the mercenary knew that the girls'traumatic experiences in maverick incarceration had awakened something in them. The sexual torments they had suffered hadn't been all suffering. In fact, they'd already confessed as much to him, if perhaps not in so many word of honor. It was why they had their present organization with him - an arranging that satisfied everyone involved…in every way.

Ramirez tensed with prediction as Kareena knelt at his animal foot. Her bridge player found the base of his pecker. She gripped it in her little fist and looked up at him lovingly as her oral cavity engulfed the tip. She sucked on it, a cheap slurping that filled the bedroom. The girl's gaze never left his as she slurped tenderly on his shaft, then slowly drew her mouth off of the tip of his peter. Licking her brim, she dipped a hand to her pussy and began to play with her button.

"I tied them up just as you asked, Sir,"Kareena said.

The muscular soldier looked over at the ultra-king-sized bed. Sandy and Layla both had their wrists tied to the headboard. Their beautiful bodies were laid out before him, their cunts shaved and exposed.

"Please fuck me, Master,"Sandy purred.

"No, fuck me first. Please,"Layla insisted.

Ramirez looked down at his manhood. His cock was already rock-hard. He hissed as Kareena slowly traipsed her tongue up the side of his shaft, twirled her glossa around the tip of his phallus, and then sucked fervently on his balls. He rested a hand gently on Kareena's head as her cute cheek and mouth just showered feverish attending on his distich of orchis, which were already swelling and churning with so much cum.

"Which one of us will you have sex first, Master ?"Kareena asked.

Instead of answering her with words, the moneymaking roughly lifted her into the air. His eyes blazed with hungriness, and she knew what to do. The aphrodisiac miss lassoed her legs around his body and nates. Her snatch felt the tip of his shaft clash past her labia and then slide in fully like a sword into the perfect feminine sheath. Kareena sucked in a breath, her tit pebbling up with lust as her hands knotted at the back of his neck. Her eyes shone with pure lust too as he began to bounce her up and down on his cock, standing there and fucking her tiny, slender body with his much more monolithic chassis.

Sandy and Layla watched, helpless and tantalized as they lay on the bed, seeing Ramirez's cock engulfed by Kareena's wet sheath, only his balls showing as they continued to fuck. Kareena felt one of his hands dip down, cupping her ass, bouncing her even more roughly as he impaled her pussy on his tireless dick.

"UHH ! ! Thank you for saving us, Master,"Kareena purred. She'd thanked him a hundred times before, but he never tired of hearing her say it - or of treating her like the slave she'd admitted that function of her craved to be.

"Shut up and fuck me, slave,"Ramirez growled. Punctuating his words, his hands clamped onto both of her ass cheeks now, forcing her flyspeck soundbox down onto his rooster. The girl's hands clasped more tightly around his neck as her oral cavity opened in a wordless groan.

"Oh god, oh yes. fill my pussy,"she panted. He impaled her increasingly wet cunt for the future fifteen minutes, the sounds of wetness and sucking and the aroma of sex filling the sleeping accommodation like an unstoppable halo. He slammed her onto his cock until finally she trembled and squealed out an orgasm.

"AAAHHHH ! ! ! OH YES !"Kareena's pretty fount burrowed into the mercenary's chest as she coated his cock in her fluids, her cunt hugging his irradiation with gratitude as convulsion ripped through her. She took him over the edge with her. Now he roared, his hands gripping her ass boldness with white-knuckled intensity which would entrust two red handprints on her sexy ass, his cock pumping her insides to the full of cum like a geyser.

"UGHHH !"Ramirez footing out, his pecker finish inside her. Next, he slowly disengaged her ankles and let her step down. On wobbly legs, Kareena staggered to the bed and lay back between the other two girls. Ramirez stepped up to the animal foot of the bed, but his stopcock - now glistening with the combined fluids of himself and his trivial slave-slut Kareena - was even More aroused. He stared down, licking his rim as a new wave of desire coursed through his veins.

triad beautiful, exposed pussies lay bare before him. Kareena spread her second joint, showing him the cream-pie he'd just forged thanks to the seemingly unstoppable manufacturing plant of cum dangling between his ramification.

"Oooh, look what Master did to my pussy. It's all awful and filled with his CUM,"Kareena said. She reached out, putting a hand on each of the other girl, fondling one of each of the other girl's breasts.

Layla eyed that glistening spear in all its hardened glory.

"Please put that demon in me next, Sir. Please,"she begged. She wiggled her hips and ground her pussy toward him suggestively.

"No, I want it,"Sandy said huskily. She opened her thighs wider, revealing her snatch in all its aphrodisiacal temptingness."You know your cock wants some of this, Master. I'm beggary you, fuck my brains out."

All three girl looked up at their handsome mercenary expectantly, lovingly, like he was not just a living sex god, but also their one and only savior. And, in a way, given what they'd been through, he would always be that. It couldn't be helped. Ramirez sure as Inferno didn't mind it, either. Whatever revere complex these girls had internalized ever since the rescue six months ago, he was Thomas More than amercement with it. In fact, he still marveled at his skillful fortune.

Six month ago, Ramirez had thought he was opting for just another delegacy, just another payday. And now ? Now he had three fine pussies to warm up his bed, night after night. Three girls who'd grown emotionally attached to him, too. Three female child who craved his dominance in a way that satisfied his own masculine needs every bit as perfectly and forcefully.

Now Kareena reached a hand to either position, framing Sandy's bare cunt and Layla's alluring sex with her fingers.

"Which one of these trollop will you fuck adjacent, Master ?"she said seductively, jism still oozing from her own cunt to stain the sheets.

Yep. No doubt about it. Ramirez was the favourable man alive, and these three pussies were all getting fucked tonight. No, not just fucked. Fucked HARD.

~~~~~The End~~~~~

This is the final finale to Captured in Ajikistan. Thank you to all my reader who made it this far. I hope you enjoyed the story. Although not all of my story have a"happy"ending, I chose to make this one fall under that category ( or as happy as it can be, under the circumstances ).

Remember, don't be afraid to indulge your prohibited desires. And who knows, it just might make you a better mortal, instead of bottling up what's inside you.

*DISCLAIMER : I do not condone rape in substantial life. Rape is wrong. This is a fictionalized chronicle, a fantasy, and all fiber and situations depicted are fictitious.

**Final line :

For those who are funny, I left hakeem's fate purposefully ambiguous. He may end up in a spin-off news report at some distributor point. And as for anyone who might be wondering about Layla - she did take in Plan B after being rescued ( this is why she isn't pregnant in the epilogue ). Again, thanks for reading. I hope to have mother and Daughter Ch. 3 posted soon.

~gaggedKitty