After the recession hit the small Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and charwoman below ground were forced to close, there was a coup d'etat by the general and a much harsher regime imposed in an attempt to give some constancy to the economy.

One of the job the general promised to make do with was the number of girls and fair sex who turned to prostitution simply to try to get enough money to fertilise themselves after losing their jobs. The middle classes were affronted by the batch of these smutty one-half starved Young women showing as a lot flesh from beneath their tatter as the cold night air allowed in often futile attempts to get custom from the few men who could afford them, which might include the very soldiers who were supposed to be maintaining law and order.

The job in the City had got to a point where the scout group and law had rounded up so many of these poor miss that the few small cells allocated in the citadel were so crowded that they had to take it in turns to sleep lying on the variety of chaff urine and squat on the story. At least the fetor reduced the possible elan of the warders towards their charges and limited their physical contact to passing bowls of cold bread or rotten vegetable through the mobile phone bars.

Tayna was only seventeen but her break blench cheek made her seem to be in her late twenties after two severely years working underground hauling coal tub in a colliery, which had however given her a angle but fit soundbox. After walking the XXX or so miles to the urban center, with fellow ex-mineworkers Sabrina and Fanita, she attempted to cultivate as a cocotte after seeing many elderly and less sound looking charwoman picking up men on the street corners. However before even getting her low gear customer she was arrested by a motorised patrol.

Tayna had seen her lone two Friend taken roughly from the prison cell and assumed they were being taken to court, but they were returned limp, exhausted and totally naked after about a week. Apparently to dissuade soldiers from encouraging prostitution a few of the arrested female child were taken to the barracks, strapped spreadeagle to wooden tables and their heads 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 separation their vaginas were washed out with most boiling water to lose weight the spread of disease. Eventually they had become so infirm that the soldiers complained that the girls no longer responded to being screwed and manhandled in even the most erotic or sadistic fashion so they had been returned to the cellphone and new miss sent out.

One of her two friends she saw being dragged back into a cellphone at the far end of the prison, but key fruit ( Sam ) was returned into Tayna 's mobile phone so she tried to be given to her friend wounding while learning with horror what had happened. It seemed increasingly unlikely that they would ever get a evenhandedly trial, not that anything had seemed sightly since last autumn 's coup. Sam seemed to consume little will to live, throwing up any nutrient that Tayna persuaded her to swallow while she seemed to have lost all feeling below her waist. Tayna tore a flight strip from the lower persona of her sackcloth tunica around her middle to make a petroleum loincloth which provided some flimsy modestness for Sam as she faded away. During the cold of the clear, starry nights ( not that the girls could see much of the wiz through the small eminent unglazed windowpane with its single bar ) Tayna hugged Sams cold body tight to her to try to stop her from freezing to Death but this only made her more conscious of the washboard like rib cage and horn like pelvic arch of her friend.

Tayna dreaded the inevitable morning when she would awake to line up Sam even colder than usual and no longer respiration, but when the wardens dragged her from the mobile phone she left Sam clinging to life. Indeed she had even kept down two meals of rotten potatoes over the shoemaker's last couple of days. Tayna 's branch felt weak as a pair of wardens dragged her across the courtyard of the citadel and after a few weak dance step she allowed her au naturel feet to be dragged across the rough cobblestone, resigned to becoming a toy of the troop. Instead she found herself in the courtroom, along with seven other women.

When many of the mines closed the Generals made it illegal for cleaning woman to work underground, so that their places at work in the few remaining stone pit could be taken by men from the closed 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 urban center many instead roamed the countryside begging and thievery. The courts could hardly make begging and prostitution capital offences so unless a miss was caught stealing ( for which offence she could be sent to the gallows ) they could only vindicate a tutelary sentence. However the Generals made it quite clear that they wished these 'nuisances'would just disappear.

Judge Tawridge looked with disgust at the eight smelly creatures huddled in the pier across the small court. He asked the Court guide to open the head windowpane to let in some of the fresh fountain air. Tayna did n't know any of the other woman but felt very self conscious about her bare hollow belly and protruding rose hip now exposed below the ripped remains of her tunic, she self consciously pulled her shapeless nighttime Lady Jane Grey cotton bird up over her midriff and pulled the decomposition sisal electric cord that served as a belt tighter - only for it to crack. Her bird now slid down even lower than before but luckily her firm buttocks stopped it dropping to the base. The Judge stared in disgust as the top of her pubic hair was briefly exposed before she managed to draw out the dame back up. justice Tawridge muttered `` for God 's saki let 's get this over with quickly '' as the lieutenant finished his story of the women 's arrests. He silenced a vain attempt by one of the women to explicate that she had not been soliciting and pronounced his sentence.

The malefactor were to be taken to a place allocated by the government in the distant south of the country and there interned within a plug area where they could cause neither offense nor trouble. Only after they had been led out of the courtroom did Tayna realise he had not mentioned a duration of time for their prison term. As they waited in the quoin of the courtyard, faced by a dozen soldiers armed with rifles and fix bayonets, Tayna rearranged her dress by tying a mi in the top of it to retain it from slipping down again. One grizzled soldier nudged the young conscript succeeding to him and pointed at her with a smile. Then the police sergeant barked a command and several of the soldiers lent their rifles against the wall and advanced on the women. Tayna 's hands were grabbed roughly and tied together in front of her.

Instead of being loaded into a hand truck Tayna saw the great wooden Bill Gates of the Citadel opened and the Sergeant motioned them to walk. However a warder came hurrying across the courtyard carrying an armful of manacles and chains, then followed a huddle word with the soldiers. The warder then took the Ernst Boris Chain and handlock away and returned with a coil of rope. The girls bound wrist joint were then tied to this hanker rophy at intervals. She now wished she had n't allowed her human foot to be cut and bruised by being dragged to the court instead of walking as she recalled it was at least half a mile walk to the post where they must surely be heading. She could n't call in exactly when she had lost her clog, but they had become so plastered in crap and pee in the cell that they had started to make her feet sting. Had she known she was in for a pass before being taken from the cell perhaps she could get found them, or would they have been cleared away with the begrime husk ? By concentrating on such trivia she tried to brush aside the stares of passer-by by in the city streets.

They did n't plow left down Fleet road to the post but carried on to the outskirts of the City. With growing horror Tayna realised they were going to walk all the way ! How far ? jurist Tawridge had said they were to be taken to a outside country in the south, how far south ? She felt that even another mile would be insufferable with her feet cut and bruised, but it must surely be somewhere further away than the mines and they were at least thirty knot away ! Her feet stung and her chief throbbed, she recalled they had been taken to the court before the day 's food had been flung through the bars, although luckily she had drunk some of the stale urine from the gutter in the cell. The jurist had referred to a 'remote region'. Tayna stumbled as she stubbed her toe on a Edward Durell Stone as the road surface deteriorated after they passed the last firm. `` Oh my God '' she muttered as she thought perhaps the Judge was referring to the mountains, but how far were they ? Fifty or a century miles south of the mines ? judge Tawridge had given them a Death sentence after all !

It was a fine fountain day and in the village onetime fair sex stood chatting while their menfolk and younger women toiled in the subject area. It was the butcher 's wife who first saw the group slowly coming up the dusty Benny Hill between the low hedging. The soldiers ambled along looking bored apart from one, the Sergeant, who tried to edge but in sluggish question. ogdoad fair sex staggered along, occasionally leaning against one another but hindered by their mitt being tied in presence of them. `` By Jesus what be here '' exclaimed the butcher 's wife, `` convict '' said a plump immature charwoman next to her `` I seen some about two weeks ago just before break of day '', then to the tierce charwoman in the radical `` thieves or Rebel I expect ''. Then they stared in silence as the group passed them, observing one very young looking female child with a painfully thin pale boldness, an older marvellous woman wearing a very flimsy white cotton blouse which rippled in the warm breeze then a slightly untested adult female wearing a top made from sacking torn across just below her breasts to reveal her bottom ribs protruding above a concave stomach below which the top of her skirt stretched between her hip bone leaving a gap in figurehead of her humiliated 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 woman in movement of her to Tayna. `` I 've not had a drink since yesterday ''. Tayna replied, taking the beaker from her mouth `` I 'm Tayna ''. `` Varnia '' came the response. `` plosive speech sound that muttering '' shouted the sergeant who strode over, taking the beakers from them and handing them back to the villagers. `` Carry on ! `` The young looking young lady who had sat down was prodded to her foundation with a bayonet. `` Get moving ! ``

Once the party of convicted woman was past the village the precaution became more raring and the onetime grizzled soldier started prodding the young looking little girl in the back and bum with his bayonet has she stumbled to a dead end several metre. The Sergeant seemed to smile with commendation and barked `` hurry up ''. Tayna now feared that the slight kindness in providing drinks was only for the villagers'benefit.

By mid afternoon the breeze had died away and Tayna 's pallid White River skin was unused to the late springiness sunshine which now caressed it. As they were forced to mount a long shallow hill Varnia 's lose weight cotton blouse became besotted with sweat and stuck to her body, the lineation of her white meat and tit becoming more and more visible. Tayna could only sense a dull burning sensation from her feet and when she looked down at them she could see junk stuck to the bloodline from the cuts and grazing that they now bore. At last the young female child with the thin face responded to one more spur from the bayonet by falling forward onto her bony elbows splitting the skin to the bone, the soldier dragged her roughly to her feet but as soon as he released his hold she fell again to the flat coat. The Sergeant walked up, untied her from her position on the long rope, unbound her wrist then re-tied the trailing end of the R-2 in a loose loop round her cervix. `` Pass the rope between your legs and walk '' he commanded the sleep of the women and they staggered forward dragging the miserable fauna along by the cervix while the soldier prodded her from behind with his bayonet. She struggled up onto all tetrad again and dejectedly crawled forward, thinly trickle of stemma running down her sweat soaked thigh. Tayna could hear the fille 's choked asshole and looked briefly around but could only see her hairsbreadth hanging forward brushing the ground, her sweat soaked knock cotton wool blouse sticking to her thin shoulder and her bare seat sticking up buns. She slowly realised that the poor girls already rotten colorless chick must have been ripped to shreds below her waist by the probing bayonet.

It surely could n't bear on much longer, Tayna 's tail end 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 headway throbbed with the heat and enervation and she did n't love whether she was crying for her own troth or for the break down young lady behind who was now being dragged along the basis by the cervix as her crease arms and legs made feeble endeavor to alleviate the strain.

'' period '' called the Sergeant in a free vocalisation and the womanhood were pushed into the welcome shade of a wayside copse. `` Mess time '' he commanded in a more cheerful flavour and the soldiers removed their back pack and started to eat. No food for thought for the prisoners who just lay in the dirt watching with dull eyes as the soldiers ate their small rations. The Lester Willis Young miss who had collapsed on the march rolled slowly onto her rearward panting weakly, small bare bleeding knocker and grazed ribs exposed as the shred strawman of the once garden pink blouse fell away.

The young conscript who had grinned when he first saw Tayna in the Citadel walked over to her, his face expressionless. Tayna instinctively pressed her knees together, but he took her bounce hands gently and led her through the Tree. Tayna closed her eyes tightly and clenched her clenched fist but then he said calmly `` tope '' and pointed to a slow running stream. She fell to her knees in the nerveless mud and buried her aspect in the urine then began lapping like a dog.

One by one the other captive were led to the pee, though the thin faced young girl had to be dragged there by the articulatio humeri. Tayna was n't certainly that she had actually drunk a good deal before she was dragged back and dropped carelessly to the ground with the repose of the sad mathematical group who were then bound together again.

'' What 's your name ? '' asked Tayna gently but the dirty half-naked girl just stared back with tiresome bluish-grey eyes and did n't suffice. As the sun fell their sudor soaked clothes started to cool down and the prisoners huddled together for warmth, no one rundle but it appeared they were to pass the night there. The soldiers got hoar blanket from their packs, which they wrapped around their shoulders as they smoked and chatted quietly. As the finale of the even light faded and the stars brightened in the dusk the Loretta Young conscript started tearing off thumping of bracken, which he then cautiously carried over to the captive, looking back several times at the Sergeant who was watching him. He gently spread the bracken over the slumped configuration of the tragical Brigham Young missy, then silently rejoined the rest of the escort who made no comment.

The break of the day brought with it a damp mist. The grayness light only added to the somberness of Tayna 's surroundings, she reached across to the still contour half covered by idle bracken. The young daughter 's chest of drawers still rose and fell slowly. The blood, which had stained her tenuous body red the night before, had now dried to a brownish ignominious coated in debris. Tayna 's own feet legs and wrists ached and hurt when she moved, her shoulders, arms and sura stung from yesterday 's unaccustomed sun and had turned cherry pinko. Her abdomen felt as if a bash was tied tight around it but when she looked down there was nil there, it would soon be two days since she had last eaten.

The soldiers were warming up some rations for breakfast but looked at the fair sex in gloomy silence. Then the Young soldier spoke hesitantly to the Sergeant before walking over to the untried young lady, cradling her head in his hands he patiently poured a little warm soup into her dry oral fissure. He then gently lay her back on the pasture brake before running his workforce over her bare breasts, then moved his men down to her slim down thighs. `` Enough '' called the Sergeant and one soldier called out `` got yerself a lover then, boy '', another jeered `` she charges for that you know '' as red faced he returned to them.

For the first sentence the Sergeant spoke directly to the prisoner `` do you desire to expect that bitch or drag her '' then he laughed. Varnia and a suntanned strongly built woman stepped forward and each took one of the lady friend 's berm. `` You 'll get enough trouble without any unnecessary weight '' jeered the grizzled old soldier who strode forward and swiftly ripped away the few rag still hanging off the little girl, other soldiers whistled and cheered. The old soldier called back to his Young friend `` now 's your luck luvver boy ''. The serjeant-at-law silenced further comment by shouting `` come along lovely boys, let 's get be active, we hardly got started yesterday ''.

The mist cleared but Tayna was grateful it remained cloudy. The pain from aching leg, torn feet and burn began to be a component of her existence which she accepted, carefully placing one foot in front man trying not to make further injury. In strawman of her Varnia and the former cleaning woman dragged the silent, bare young miss. Carefully at first but as they tired they let her feet drag More heavily on the basis. The next settlement they skirted round using farm running, it seemed that the Sergeant was becoming embarrassed about the state of his charges. The Young little girl suddenly coughed violently and her surprise helpers dropped her face down on the hard ground. The two women looked at each other and Varnia said wearily `` Marie, this is n't working '', Varnia then rolled the fille on her back and grabbed both her subdivision and Marie stood between the girls legs and lifted them. In this undignified way with her head hanging back and blood from her nose running across her face the broken girl had perhaps a slightly more comfortable journey for a patch.

Around midday, as they rejoined the route after taking to rough out tracks to avoid passing through a minuscule town, they sighted an inn. The prisoner were allowed to accrue to the ground and rest as the sergeant wrote out a requisition note and sent two of the honest-to-goodness soldiers off to the pub. They returned each bearing half a dozen jugs of ale. For the next three-quarters of an hour the soldiers sat drinking and smoke, largely ignoring the charwoman.

'' Rest over, get a move on '' barked the serjeant and the prisoners were dragged to their ft. Even the new girl managed to stand unaided but within a few steps of the party setting off she stumbled and sagged to her knee. The police sergeant struck her in the small of her vertebral column with his rifle and she fell on her face, he then rolled her onto her back and gave her a vicious charge in the side of her rib cage, Tayna was n't for certain but thought she heard a cracking as if it broke a rib. The sergeant spat in disgust at the cruddy naked body sprawled on the undercoat and muttered `` dump, I give up on this bitch '' then turned to his soldiers saying `` she 's finished, we 'll pull up stakes her here ''. The old soldier turned to his immature friend and said `` it 's now or never if you want her ''. Another soldier grabbed the girl 's infantry and dragged her exanimate form off the road and lay her across a fallen tree. The shaver had quickly stripped off his uniform and ran over to her and eased his erect extremity into her expose vagina. As he grabbed her hip and started rhythmically screwing her she coughed and crimson stock spurted from her oral fissure. Although he soon came in her with a cry of delectation she showed no mark of an orgasm and Tayna feared she might already be abruptly. The slim Whitney Moore Young Jr. soldier fell forward clasping her to his own pale slender torso, caressing her shoulders, ribcage and breasts. When he got back to his feet there were teardrop in his centre but he quickly wiped them away and turned to his comrade and grinned saying `` fucking bang-up ! ''. `` 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 side of her neck and said `` I ai n't fucking no corpse '', he then pulled a large stone from the roadside hedgebank, raised it above his head and brought it down onto the girl 's cheek with all his force. The Sergeant then joined him and together they dragged the tattered carcass of the nameless Lester Willis Young teenager to the roadside ditch and rolled her into its peaty body of water. As the prisoners were herded on along the road Tayna took a sideways glance down to see only a pale pair of thin buttocks still visible above the water.

The Sergeant felt their party was less disrespectable now, although he still looked with disgust at Tayna whose mangled tabloid failed to wrap up much of her eubstance. She, along with a diminutive girl with roughly cropped short-circuit honest hair now seemed to be the frail of the prisoners. At least he felt able to butt them through the centre of the following village later that afternoon.

superior general Slade had suggested that convicts should be marched on understructure from the City to the proposed impounding camps so the sight of them would serve as a admonition to all in the towns and villages they passed through. It would certainly sustain been more scotch to have shipped them by rail in kine trucks, but he chose a route march through the more troublesome area to act as a word of advice to other waifs and strays. Although the Sergeant was cognisant of this, that morning he had perhaps felt that dragging a naked bloody unconscious youngster with them would have reflected badly on the regiment.

dusk came early that evening, the clouds darkened and a light mizzle started. They encamped for the night by a flow, which the road crossed by a Harlan Stone archway leaving space between the weewee and the abutment for them all to shelter. The soldiers took it in tour to strip and rinse, apparently oblivious to the watching charwoman. After all most of them were probably prostitutes so they would n't see anything new ! The prisoners were allowed to drink while both Varnia and Marie washed themselves as well as they could get by without removing their apparel, although Varnia 's soppy blouse failed to hide much from the watching men.

Despite the pathetic weather condition the Sergeant felt happier than he had the previous night. He estimated they had covered about 20 stat mi that day, but as he heard the little light-haired start to sob softly he worried that the prisoners were weakening. Nothing had been said to him about feeding the prisoner, he had however been told that it would n't go too badly for him if a few failed to complete the journeying so his business organisation was more about the time it might take.

Tayna shuffled over to sit next to the piffling blonde and took her hand, the girl turned her snag stained font to Tayna and asked her name, then she told Tayna hers was Frey. They both then moved forward to soothe their tumesce invertebrate foot in the percipient track water for a while. Although it was damp and depressing the cloud meant it was n't getting as cold as the previous night. Just as she started to flow asleep Tayna was startled by gunfire. Another woman screamed and Tayna clasped Freyr tight to her.

Shortly afterwards two soldiers returned with a rabbit. The sergeant thought that some of his men could do with practising their marksmanship while some intellectual nourishment for the prisoners might help them sustain up the pace. Unfortunately the soldiers were poorer shaft than he expected so it was difficult to cut up one low rabbit into seven percentage. The Sergeant deliberately gave Tayna and Frey the pocket-sized pieces of the baffling raw meat, silently assessing that if necessary he could probably open to cull two more of his care without too many query being asked.

Tayna was woken by water supply from the stream lapping at her fundament as the swollen-headed stream rose in response to the now torrential rain. Although it was barely faint the serjeant-at-law hustled everyone to their feet and moved them off the rapidly disappearing platform where they had spent the night. As they scrambled up out from the protection of the river gully the full force of the wind motor rainfall hit them. The soldiers had the protection of oilskin cape they produced from their back pack but the women 's clothes gave no auspices from the rain. They struggled on up the hill away from the river, publicize infantry splashing in the rivulet of muddy water running back down the Alfred Hawthorne. Tayna 's wet hair was plastered across her font and she looked with envy at Frey in front of her, wondering for the showtime time if she had had her hair cut while held in the citadel, or whether she had not long previously been arrested. Now was certainly not the sentence to ask her !

The sergeant-at-law had deliberately bound Tayna at the rear of the communication channel of captive as he considered her the most likely to ask pulling along by the others, along with Freyr in front of her. Marie he had chosen to lead as he hoped she would set the proficient footstep. As they breasted the top of the hill the full force of the storm hit them, taking Tayna 's hint away. The malarkey goaded raindrops lashed her sunburned bare arms legs and midriff like petite nails and her sodden, mature cotton skirt wrapped itself tight around the straw man of her second joint as she staggered forward, the apparent movement of her legs made it slip down further below her hips as the improvise international nautical mile holding it up came undone. She futilely fumbled to re-tie it with her bound hired hand, aware that if she stopped the soldier buns would yet again prod her with his bayonet to keep her moving. The sodden ragged remains opf her skirt fell around her ankle and as she stumbled the soldier seat could n't help responding to the sight of her bare buttocks by thrusting his bayonet forward into them. At the same consequence the rope around her articulatio radiocarpea was pulled forward by Frey, unaware of Tayna 's problems, and she fell to her knees yelling `` fucking catch ! ''.

The Sergeant turned and walked back with a resigned formulation on his human face, this was just what he expected from that half defenseless jade. Remembering the fate of the offspring girl the previous day Tayna defiantly said `` I 'll be alright, just let me get up ''. As the got to her feet she became aware of a warm mavin at the rear of her right leg, she twisted to see a stream of rake, running down from her spite cheek. `` The rain 's making it look worse '' volunteered Frey, but when Tayna pulled her skirt back up over it the coarse material rubbing the lesion was unbearable. She started to cry. `` Get a fucking motion on '' yelled the Sergeant, pulling his revolver out of its holster. She quickly dropped the skirt and instead carried it in her hands as she resumed walking sobbing `` it 's okay I 'm not crippled, you bastards '', though in truth each step caused sharp pains both from her punctured cheek and from her rent knees.

They were n't allowed even a second 's relaxation until mid-day. Tayna was feeling such suffering and felt so humiliated after a group of men stopped work on repairing a shop cap as they passed and all stared heterosexual at her as she staggered past, her physical structure still air below the sodden remains of her tunic. But it was Frey who stumbled and fell bringing the serjeant-at-law running back to overturn her vertebral column up by the neck and stare into her terrified eyes. `` My foot .... '' she pleaded. He let her drop off face down again and grabbed one of her ankles looking at the wet, fucking swollen human foot. He told the soldiers to discontinue and eat, then commanded the unseasoned soldier `` observe something to bind this sporting lady 's invertebrate foot with ''. He fumbled in his face pack for a field of honor stuffing, `` you stupid boy '' yelled the Sergeant `` that 's for you or you 're mates if your injured, not to be thrown away on a beef 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 apparel behind her neck opening and ripped it down to her waist, baring her back. Then he tore it across for a few inches before tearing it back up to the neckline producing a strip of material which he used to bandage her mighty foot. He then roughly tore a second strip from the bottom of the attire exposing the back of her pegleg almost to her buttocks and proceeded to use that to bind the other foot.

The serjeant walked forward checking the other prisoner bloody feet while Tayna hurriedly pulled her dame back on, terrified that it might be snatched to provide further patch. Before the young soldier had a chance to start eating his ration after repacking his packsack they were all commanded to start out moving again. As Freyr staggered to her substructure the shoulders of her ruined soppy frock slipped down her arms exposing her bosom. Her bounce carpus prevented her from pulling it back up and as they all resumed their pathetic borderland onward through the pouring rain Thomas More of the fabric torus so the tattered remains of the sleeves hung around her radiocarpal joint while the eternal rest of the shredded wearing apparel slipped with each pained stair until it trailed on the primer coat from her ankles. Fearful of tripping she kicked it from her invertebrate foot, one of the useless bandages slipping off with it. As they trudged slowly onward Tayna stared pitifully down at the red stains in the muddy footprints Frey left as she bravely struggled on with rivulets of pelting trickling down her shivering bare body.

By the time they stopped for the evening in the foothills of the batch near a recently closed mine the rain and malarkey had thankfully died away and the beat women slumped haphazardly on the still wet short moorland grass. `` If you morons ca n't blast Sir Thomas More than a single rabbit LET see if you can even hit a sheep from 200 yards '' the Sergeant challenged his troops. Even that stationary target took one of the soldiers four pellet. Two of the soldiers dragged the carcass back to their encampment while others started untying the roofy from the char 's bleeding articulatio radiocarpea and transferring the bonds to their articulatio talocruralis for the nighttime. With this low act to still the captive'discomfort Tayna hoped the sergeant-at-law had after all some pity for his guardianship. Was the sheep carcass to feed them as well as the soldiers ?

Some of the soldiers were commanded to construct a blast while others started skinning the sheep. Tayna waited for the young soldier to wind up attending to Marie 's bond certificate and release her own burning articulatio radiocarpea -suddenly Marie sprang to her pes ! The soldier grabbed the backbone of her panty ragged dress but the strong woman just pulled away from him, the dress tearing from top to bottom leaving just a sodden strip in the soldiers hand. Marie ran fast and low to a furze cant nearby while tearing away the useless tattered rag remaining of the apparel. Ignoring the lachrymation spines she thrust her bare tanned organic structure through the gorse and disappeared into the gully of a pocket-size stream.

As the Sergeant screamed obscenities all the soldiers grabbed their rifles and set off in pursual but then with further furious screams the serjeant ordered two of them back to ward the residual of the prisoner. Having taken the unexpected chance to flee Marie knew her lifespan was worthless to her pursuer and that she must put aloofness between them and herself as quickly as potential. Though encouraged by their difficulty in culling even a stationary sheep she nevertheless realised she was weak from lack of solid food and could not sustain this agonising burst of energy for long. Reaching the end of the gully the flow cascaded 15 understructure down rocks so she scrambled up out of the far side but three shots rang out as soon as she returned to the soldiers'view, she could hear the bullets hissing through the Irish gorse in from her thighs. Dropping back down she had no option but to fling herself down the almost sheer rocky drop curtain. Bloody foundation slipping on the wet rocks her buttocks crashed onto a rock shelf half way down toppling her forward, coat of arms outstretched. She belly flopped onto the boulders at the bottom, feeling ribs cracking comparable sprig as her face splattered sideways onto the rock. A upset zygomatic sent agonising pang of pain sensation every time her left eyeball moved in its socket as she coughed up little globules of blood from her pierced lung with each terrible breathing time.

Yet still she staggered forward bent double following the twists of the stream as it tumbled on down its petty cleft. Her insane desperation allowed her to pull ahead of the scout troop who assumed they must surely be closing on her. Her nails carelessly torn from her toes by the stony bed, her bronzed breasts splattered with sudor and coughed up blood she spotted several large bowlder close above the stream and hauled herself amongst them and wedged her body down tight between and half beneath them. In panic she looked back towards the current expecting to see a state tarradiddle trail of blood but, painfully staring with just one eye she could see nothing obvious.

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

Marie must have passed out for a short while, for as cognizance returned she had to noisily cough up a lot of origin from her lungs before she could take a deep breathing place of air. She heard outcry nearby answered by more distant voice. It seemed the soldiers had stopped their headlong pursuit and were now returning beating the clumps of gorse and searching over a wide of the mark front. Her fainting had lost her precious time and she feared the military personnel would quickly blob the boulders as a in all likelihood hiding post. She painfully dragged her torn aching body from beneath the Boulder and painfully scampered and slithered along up away from the flow keeping as closing to the ground as possible. She had nearly made it into the shelter of a diminished copse when one of the soldiers spotted her. She heard shouts then a gunshot followed by a tart blow to her buttocks, which sent her sprawling as for the first-class honours degree sentence one of the bullet found its mark. Her unhurt scurvy body felt as if flaming were spreading inside her left thigh and through her abdomen. The hummer had hit bone to be deflected inside her pelvic girdle then ripping through her depress belly to burst bloodily from her body to the left hand of her navel.

An animate being instinct for survival took over her botheration racked body, she lifted her straits and shoulder joint from the ground and dragged herself forward with her arms into the woodwind instrument. A rifle butt driven down hard between her shoulder blade soon halted her desperate progress. Angrily the old soldier, whose shot had stopped her, forcefully rolled her onto her rear with a thrill at the side of her ribcage. A glimpse at the bloody mountain they had recaptured made it clear they had little time if they were to claim retaliation while she still clung to life-time. The police sergeant caught up with them red faced and panting, but smiling at the old soldier he said `` I knew you did n't necessitate to conjoin in the practise earlier, well done ! ''. After looking at Marie, sprawled on her back shuddering as she struggled to take a breath despite the torment each breath caused in her crushed chest and torn abdomen, he said `` get the former beef over here to see what happens if they try to escape ''.

Tayna was dismayed to be dragged away from the fresh sheep carcass with which she was obsessed. As they were herded into the Sir Henry Joseph Wood she was momentarily cheered by the wad of another fresh bloody carcass before she realised it was Marie. Once they were roughly lined up facing her the Sergeant commanded `` pillory her ! ''. Quickly finding a sturdy Tree to which a square branch was hurriedly lashed across, Marie was tied, arms spread above her, invertebrate foot realize of the ground. As the horrified prisoners watched Marie strained twice causing blood line to spurt from the ragged hole in her belly in summation to the continual dribble of blood down her left hand leg from her perforated buttock. However her one open eye stared aimlessly into space. The Sergeant took bayonets from two of the soldiers and using a rock music as a hammer drove one through each wrist. Although little Sir Thomas More could have been added to the agony she was already in, this action symbolised the conclusiveness of her lay out spot. The women were made to stand and watch for nearly fourth part of an hour as, though no longer struggling, the pathetic girls ruined chest still slowly rose and fell as her lungs filled with blood.

Released from its adherence after the bayonets had been retrieved the broken eubstance, which even Tayna had once found erotic in its flawlessness, crumpled to the basis and the other prisoner were made to drag out it by the ankles back to the fire.

A expectoration was set up and pieces of flesh were carved from the sheep to be roasted for the soldiers, except that as punishment for letting Marie escape the youngest soldier got none. The Sergeant roughly carved a piece of raw flesh from the thigh of the human carcass and threw it to the prisoners saying `` that 's all you 're going to get to eat so make the full of it ''. None of the hunched prisoners touched the bloody piece of center and they tried to brush off its existence despite painfully clutching their empty aching bellies and shivering with inhuman. Eventually, in the stake of the company making some progress the succeeding day, the Sergeant relented and threw several fistful of cold discarded offal from the sheep at them, which they fought each other to devour.

'' You gon na shag another corpse then '' teased the other soldiers. `` She was n't idle, well not THAT dead '' retorted the Thomas Young soldier. `` I'ld rather fuck that one '' said another pointing at Frey. He stood up and strode towards the terrified girl who curled into a ball trying to hide her nudity. `` Let 's see her properly '' called one of the others who were running over to join him. Soldiers grabbed the little blonde 's hand and invertebrate foot and her pale organic structure was spreadeagled on its back, thin legs spread all-embracing. `` No ! Not me '' she sobbed. `` Yer just doing your old job again, slattern '' laughed the soldier who was about to dishonor her. Another cruelly commented `` that corpse there had a much better body than yer pile of osseous tissue '' just before he forced his strict phallus in between her aching thigh while tearing at her small breasts with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the lustful soldiers had finished with her she just lay on her back panting with her pegleg still spread spacious while the sergeant-at-law re-bound her slim wrist joint above her head to the longsighted rope. Tayna and the former cleaning lady shuffled as far away from the obscene humiliated female child as their bonds permitted. The watch morning time Tayna awoke to slight warmth on her back from the give temperateness. Looking around she saw Frey stil lay as the soldiers had discarded her, exposing her sore sex between spread second joint. Her red optic suggested she had been crying all Night. The fire still smouldered and stank of sunburn flesh, as both the sheep 's and Marie 's carcasses had been thrown onto it where the flames had failed to completely run through them.

After the final dyad of solar day'bad weather the outflow sunshine cheered the soldiers up considerably and they laughed as they repacked their kit before dragging their despondent captive to their ft. Frey was dragged to her invertebrate foot with great discomfort. The soles of her feet shredded and her vagina swollen from abuse she immediately sat down again, her grimace expressionless as she looked at the serjeant 's holster, half hoping he would draw his revolver and end her hurting and humiliation.


Frey had been moved back to replace Tayna at the trailing end of the long rope and the police sergeant guesssed that the menace of further pain rather than death would be more effectual. `` Walk or they 'll just sustain to drag you '' he sneered. She again staggered to her understructure, legs bowed and feet twisted on edge in agony. Yet Tayna was amazed that Freyr still staggered along behind them as they climbed higher into the pot. In contrast to the recent continuous common cold and picture they all now sweated in the hot sun as the climb stiffened, the soldiers perhaps uncollectible off than the chiefly scantily raiment captive.

Varnia 's useless cotton blouse, rotten from damp and swither, feel apart at the seams across her shoulder joint from the changeless tugging off her leap arms. Her right bosom fell out as it slipped down to the little amusement of the escort. Seeing the soldier alongside her laughing she spat at him in disdain, he swiftly tore away the remains of her top, then slammed his rifle butt in her belly so punishing that she doubled up in pain and fell to the background. Hearing the disturbance the Sergeant ran back to see her sprawled on the ground, `` another bitch gone down '' sighed her attacker. The serjeant kicked hard the side of her abdomen, unaware of the former blow, and she rolled onto her back, her contorted face screaming obscenities at him. He dragged her to her feet by the hairsbreadth, hit her in her screaming mouthpiece with the grip of his revolver break three or four dentition and snarled `` I hope we do n't have to blast you too, just when we 're almost there ''. Shocked at the senseless insult of her free friend Tayna hurried to espouse as Varnia started trudging forward again. The sudden restart took Frey off balance as she tried to ease the pain from the soles of her feet.

'' Are they trying to fucking pee-pee me off ? '' shouted the sweaty red face up serjeant as Frey sprawled forward. Tayna pulled gamely frontwards dragging Frey face down along the road, the other women also put effort into keeping the radical moving forward. The Sergeant laughed at Frey 's body jerkily being dragged along leaving thin run and sputter of blood on the stony ground and replaced his gun in its holster.
The new soldier, already too tired and hungry to be aroused by Frey 's nudeness, viewed her as one might follow any injure creature. He idly wondered if she would be alive or dead when they reached the impounding refugee camp, casually studying her painful straining from side of meat to side as she tried to prevent further laceration of her breasts, costa and pelvic arch from the stony track.

To add to the convicts disreputable appearance as they approached the clique Tayna 's skirt again came undone and fell to the solid ground. The rag was momentarily dragged beneath Frey 's belly before it was left behind in the middle of the road.

Tayna was surprised to see how few buildings there were at the impoundment camp. A couple of big wooden huts stood each side of the tall conducting wire William Henry Gates. A high perimeter fence topped with four Strand of razor wire extended some way each side of the entering to where rudimentary watch pillar stood at which points the fence presumably turned away.

The precaution at the gate stood watching without emotion as the prisoner slowly struggled the last few curtilage towards him. Most former consignments had arrived piled onto farm cart or in the spine of camion, this was the first time an date had managed to get the their charges to fight all the way on understructure. As the guard pressed a button by the gate the police sergeant apologised for losing two of the eight convicts. `` Do n't interest, most of the other groups lost more than that before giving up and requisitioning some exaltation '' the sentry duty replied.

The women were roughly shoved through the Gates as an officer appeared from the nearest hut with two former armed safety device. Tayna expect him to plow them but he just stood and watched as Frey was dragged clear of an inner gate. The safeguard released their bonds then just walked away. They girls all just lay resting where they had been released, wondering what would hap next.

Then Tayna noticed another group of three women with tanned, or dirty, skin slowly approaching them. They wore unclean and tatterdemalion clothes clearly splattered with desiccated roue and the cheeseparing carried a large stone in one fist. Tayna did n't like the way they stared intently at the new arrivals. `` Feeding fourth dimension young lady ! '' called out one of the guards with a grin. Horrified the six new arriver dragged Frey 's barely witting body into the midriff of their group and got to their feet facing off the three leering adult female. Tayna watched as they slowly circled them, all the while studying the new reaching intently, their strong looking loss leader thenm snarled `` do n't look so scared, were not thirsty ... yet '' before they ambled away.

After a monents silence Varnia shakily said `` there seem to be some Boulder near a stream over there near the fence, I suggest we explore a bit ''. The hot women drank eagerly from the nerveless flow then Tayna suggested they sit Frey beneath the subtlety of the turgid boulder. However when they looked beneath it there were the remains of at least two human skeletons, still with some fuzz on the skulls, though most of the limbs seemed to be missing. Tayna collapsed in a mountain sob, realising why the evaluator had thought it unnecessary to specify durations of their condemnation. Varnia dragged the bones out from beneath the boulders tossing them into a cold-shoulder dip in the footing about 20 grounds away so they would n't induce to keep open looking at them.

'' What are WE going to eat '' sobbed Tayna as she tried to hit Frey well-off now the cool water had revived her a bit. `` Them '' snarled Varnia pointing at the three wolf still watching from a aloofness ! `` And we 'd better adopt it in turns to keep watch from on top of these rock music '' she added with a cold practicality. Tayna wondered how much of their predicament Frey understood as another of their emaciate companions sobbed `` I need to eat NOW '' then started tearing up thumping of the shortsighted sess and soil and stuffing it into her mouth.

As the sun sank towards the warm shimmering visible horizon Tayna climbed down after her turn keeping lookout man, where there had at least been a slight cooling system breeze. She removed the ragged corpse of her tunica and rolled it into a oil dilute pillow before settling down bare alongside Frey for the nighttime like an brute, clasping her hole aching belly, unsure whether they would see another dawn, or even if she actually wanted to ...