Anna

For three days the routine continued for Anna, by which time her skin was beginning to brown like the other girl’s. the showers in the morning got no easier, but the sun always seemed to dry her quickly. Twice she had finished her meal and been leaned over the table and taken by one of the guards, but today the guards didn’t touch any of the girls. It was if they didn’t exist sexually.

During the afternoon Anna was taken to a wooden hut and placed in a chair, a bit like a doctor’s chair. With stirrups on each side for her feet. Once her legs were fastened in place a guard arrived with a bowl of warm water, and soap. He soon lathered Anna’s pussy, and producing a razor began to shave her, removing all her pubic hair. The man produced a mirror and placed it so that Anna could see her bare pussy in its reflection. This was the first time she had actually seen the ring that passed though her clit, and she remembered again, how all this had begun.

Returned to her cell, instead of the yard, Anna lay on the bed waiting, and remembering.

There was snow. The whole street was three inches deep in snow, which had not been there the night previously. Anna wanted  to go out and build snowmen, but her father had insisted that she eat breakfast first. Anna was eight, and had not really seen snow before, except for picture postcards. Her father seemed slower to eat his breakfast than normal. Or was this just the impatience of his young daughter.

Anna was rudely brought out of her dreams as one of the guards entered her cell. Before she could struggle off the bed, the guard pressed his hand onto her. forcing her to stay where she was. In one hand he had something shiny, metal. Taking one of her nipple rings in his fingers, the guard threaded the thin chain he had brought with him through it. The chain was then threaded through her other nipple ring, and finally it was taken down and threaded through her clit ring. The chain was then pulled, pulling on all three rings. Deftly, the guard threaded a lock through the chain, and closed it.

Anna could feel the pull of the rings in all three places, stretching her nipples and her clit. Her clit seemed more sensitive with the chain on, perhaps because it was being pulled. The guard motioned her to stand up, and as she did so, she felt the chain pull even tighter, stretching her clit upwards. He ushered her out of the cell and towards the dining room, but, this time, not for her food.

The dining table was still there, but there were no chairs. Where each chair had stood there had been placed a wooden “V” with leather straps in several places. Anna saw that one girl was already being placed on her back on the dining table. Her butt slightly hanging over the edge. Her legs were released from the manacles by one guard, as the other guard pulled her left leg to one fork of the V. leather straps were fastened around her ankle, knee and thigh, holding her leg tight to the wooden apparatus. The second guard then did the same to her right leg. Opening the girl’s legs wide. Anna could see how exposed she was in this position, and guessed that all of them would end up in the same position.

One of the guards who had put Anna into this position accidentally caught her chains as he was lifting her onto the table. Anna’s clit was so sensitive by this time, that without warning, she felt herself shiver, and her pussy began to leak. The chain was doing what no man had done for several months, it was turning her on. The guard smiled down at her as he began to fasten leather straps around her chest and stomach, holding her back to the table. The straps had been passed under the chain, leaving it free should anyone wish to pull it.

In the position Anna and the other girls were. Anna had never felt more exposed. Her pussy and her arse were both accessible , and as her head hung slightly off the other edge of the table. So was her mouth.

Anna was surprised when the guard then removed her ring gag, and put it to one side. He then produced a blindfold and covered Anna’s eyes. No matter what was going to happen, obviously. The girls were not meant to see it, simply endure it.

She heard a man’s voice from somewhere in the near distance.

“Gentlemen. As promised. Some nice white meat for your pleasure. The normal rules apply, each girl is available to you for whatever your particular pleasure entails. There are six girls, and thirty of you, so, some of you will have to be patient, but the girls will still be there when your turn comes. Please remember not to damage the goods more than you have to do. Gentlemen. Enjoy yourselves”

Anna lay waiting and wondering what would happen, but even then she knew that with six girls and thirty men, she would be well used by the time this was all over.

She felt a hand on her leg, stroking, from ankle to thigh, and heard a French accent as someone said he had found his first one. The hand moved lower, reaching her inner thigh, before cupping Anna’s open pussy. A finger was thrust in, and started to move around in side her. a second finger joined it, as Anna tried to move away, in vain. The two fingers began to move in and out of her pussy, and rubbed the chain connected to her clit. Inadvertently. Anna’s hips lifted, trying to follow the chain, but all she did was drive the fingers deeper inside her.

She heard a zipper being undone, and readied herself for the onslaught, as the man moved between her legs. the fingers moved back into her pussy, as the man guided his cock towards her arse. Suddenly the head of his cock was touching, pressing opening her sphincter as his fingers continued to move inside her. as the cock was thrust deep in one movement, Anna opened her mouth to scream, unaware that a second man was waiting, ramming his cock into her mouth and stifling the scream.

Anna tried to struggle. Her arms useless, her body flat on the table, and her legs bound made her efforts futile as the man’s cock in her mouth began to ram harder at the back of her throat. She almost bit it, only fear of the repercussions stopped her, as the other man began to slide his cock in and out of her arse. Someone pulled at her chain, stretching her nipples and clit even more. She moaned around the cock in her mouth, but the owner of it ignored it, and began to move faster.

Who came first Anna didn’t know, but suddenly her mouth and her arse wee full of cum, some running down her cheeks as she failed to swallow fast enough, and some down the crack of her butt, as the man flooded it.

Hardly had these two men moved away when others took their places, another one pushed hard into her mouth, while a second found her open pussy. Each time the man slammed his hips against her, the chain caught, and Anna’s body began to hurt.

How long it went on for, and how many men came inside her, she didn’t know. She had passed out at one stage, unable to breathe properly because of the corset and the cock filling her throat, but when she came to, there was still a cock thrusting into her pussy, and her arse was covered in sticky wet juices.

One man placed his cock just inside her mouth, and tok hold of her face in both hands. She waited, expecting him to thrust into her, but something else, wet, but not water, a rusty taste, filling her mouth, trickling down her throat. It took a few seconds for Anna to realise the man was peeing in her mouth.

She spluttered, and spat, but even by doing so she swallowed some. She felt sick, but was unable to move. The man holding her head was far stronger than she was, and he held her firm until he had finished. As he moved away Anna twisted her head to one side, coughing and spitting, trying to get rid of the taste. But it was futile. Now she knew she had no idea what to expect, was the next man going to fuck her mouth, or use her as a toilet.

For over five hours the six girls were subjected to the whims of others. It mattered not if they were conscious or not, the sex never stopped. Anna’s pussy and arse were painful. Her lips sore and swollen. Her clit was intolerably painful, the slightest touch made her scream, and yet, more and more men rammed their cocks inside her. she wanted to die, but this, as with everything else she wanted, was denied her.

Anna heard a whistle, and the man who was fucking her moved faster, ramming his cock like an express train into her, and finally filling her with his spunk. She waited, waiting for the next, but none came. No-one replaced him as he moved from between her legs.

“Gentlemen” she heard Obami’s voice again. “What pleasures we have shared, and thank you for your generous contributions one and all. However, before you leave, we have a special gift for our Russian friend. It is general policy not to damage our good, more than necessarily, how ever, our Russian friend wishes to see one of our girls damaged, and, as he is willing to pay for it, who am I to deny him his pleasure.” Obami paused, and Anna could hear footsteps. She feared they were coming for her, but they stopped a few feet away, and she heard buckles being unfastened, as the girl next to her was released from the “V” frame, and her hobble replaced.

She was already crying, and begging, but Anna could hear feet being dragged across the floor, and knew the girl was wasting time pleading.

“Our Russian friend” Obami spoke again, “ has a request I would not normally honour. However, as this particular girl has already outlived her usefulness, having bitten one of My guests, I have decided to allow him what he seeks.”

There was a murmur from the other guests, especially those who knew of the Russian’s liking. Anna listened carefully, but could not hear what it was.

The girl was screaming openly, telling Anna that she had not been gagged again. Her screams echoed around the room, as the Russian began. The screams went on for over half an hour, shrilling screams that curdled the blood. Anna tried to get free of her bonds time and time again, if only to close her ears and stop the screaming.

Suddenly, it was silent. The girl screamed no more, and Anna thought she may have passed out or something. Their was a loud sound of clapping, the Russian being applauded for whatever he had done.

Anna heard again the words the man had used. “outlived her usefulness” this very words terrified her in ways nothing ever could. To Anna, it meant they cared not if the girl survived her ordeal or not. Would she. too, one day “outlive her usefulness?”.

Anna felt hands on her legs, and the straps holding her in place being removed.  Her legs fell to the table, and were re-hobbled, though Anna had no strength to walk or fight. The straps holding her flat to the table were removed, and she was helped to her feet. She felt hands coming from behind her head, and opened her mouth ready for the ring gag, but this was different. A large rubber ball was forced into her mouth, and the straps fastened securely behind her. this gag was different, now, she had to breathe through her nose, which made breathing much more difficult..

Still blindfolded she was led by guards to where the other girls were standing. All still blindfolded. There was a strange smell, like blood, as you would smell at a butchers shop. Then a scream. It came from Anna’s left, but it was a muffled scream. She knew one of the girls in gags had done it. As her own blindfold was removed, she knew why. And heard her own scream echoing around inside her head.

The large black man was standing to her right, a few yards in front of her, and a man, covered in blood, was standing next to him. But it was what was directly in front of the girls that caused them to scream.  One girl feinted as soon as she saw what was hanging from the ceiling. Anna wished she could do the same.

The Russian had done his work well, and would pay highly for having been allowed his pleasures.

The girl was hanging by her wrists, totally naked. It didn’t dawn on Anna at first, that the girl’s arms were no longer bound, not that the girl cared anymore.

The Russian was a surgeon, and using his scalpel, he had meticulously removed every scrap of skin from the girl’s legs. the inner skin was still there, but did nothing to stop blood pooling under her feat. Her white breasts also bore the marks of his scalpel, her nipples having been removed. She didn’t look between the girl’s legs, but Anna already knew that had she done so, she would see the girl’s clit had also gone.

The dead girl was lowered to the floor, her arms spread out above her, and her legs open wide. The Russian smiled as he looked down at his handiwork just as Anna passed out.

The girls were eventually carried back to their cells, and left alone to contemplate what had happened to the other girl. Obami had wanted them to see what could happen to them, should they become useless. Hopefully, it would inspire them to stay useful.

Anna woke in pain. Her lips were cracked and sore. Her pussy and arse hurt like never before, her labia black and swollen, and her clit was red raw, and felt the size of a cricket ball. Due to the constant pulling and stretching from the chain.  Her nipples were also in pain, and blood spots showed they had torn slightly.

Every time she closed her eyes she could see the dead girl, still hanging by her wrists, her legs nothing but blood. Like the other girls in their own cells. Anna was unable to sleep. All she wanted was the safety of home, but even if she were freed tomorrow, that safety could not happen.

She wondered what could motivate men to be so callous, kidnapping girls. Murder, drugs. She knew that money was a great motivator, but this was more than money.

The following day, the normal routine returned. The girls were showered in the morning, and left to their own devices for the rest of the day. Strangely enough, for almost a week, Anna didn’t see any of the guards raping any girl. If she, herself, was anything to go by, the others would still be too sore. The bruising on her inner thigh had all but gone, but her pussy was still sore. Even though the chain had been removed, her nipples and clit were still tender.

The respite was not to last long, however, as the following week the guards once again took them to the dining room, and Anna saw the “V” frames long the tables.

Once again she was fastened in position and listened as Obami announced that there were five girls, and thirty five gentlemen. Obviously, the dead girl had no been replaced, which, in turn, meant that each girl would be even more used that the previous time, especially s there were five extra men.

When it was over Anna could not walk unaided. She had no strength in her legs, and she felt even worse than the time before. She could see as she was released from the “V”, that one of the girls further down wasn’t even able to stand at all, and guessed that she had been used more than the others. Her lips were bleeding, and Anna could see the small tear on one side. Her own lips were swollen and sore, and she could not get the taste of urine out of her mouth and throat.

The “festivities” appeared to be a regular thing, and Anna soon learned to dread them. She counted down the days, and each time, she just wanted to die.

In her third month Anna awoke to the sounds of guns being fired. Men were running around the compound screaming and yelling. Her cell door was still closed, so she could not go anywhere to run. All she could do was curl up as small as she could, and hope she would be safe.

The gunfire lasted over an hour, but it seemed like a lifetime to Anna. She heard men screaming in pain in the courtyard, then a single gunshot, and the screaming stopped. She was frightened, more than she had ever been in her life. Who was firing the guns? What was happening? Is she being rescued? Does anyone know she is in the cell. Does anyone really care that she is?

Until her cell door opened, she could do nothing, except shiver in fear as she was doing. And if no-one opened her cell door, she would remain there, and slowly starve to death.

After the gunfire stopped, there was an eerie silence. Anna waited to see what would happen next, afraid, and hoping. Afraid that she would be left to die, and hoping that she wouldn’t. but, what would be her fate if she was found?

She heard heavy boots in the corridor, and cell doors being opened. Someone was obviously checking up on the slaves. She heard voices, but could not make out what was being said. The heavy footsteps came closer, and she heard the cell next to hers being opened, and more voices. She tried to heard what was being said, but she couldn’t make it out.

The footsteps moved closer again, and she knew her cell was the next. She wanted the ground to open up and swallow her, but it refused to do so, as the key turned in the lock, and the door began to open.

Anna closed her eyes, and prayed.

“Found her Cap, but she’s not in a good state”

The voice was American. Although Anna had never met any Americans, she had watched enough television to know when she heard the sound.

Anna opened her eyes.

The man standing at the door was dressed in military fatigues, wearing a green beret, but with no insignia. He held a large automatic rifle, with one finger on the trigger guard. If anything came towards him, he would be able to fire in an instant.

Another man appeared at the doorway, dressed similarly, but with a blue beret.

“Get her in the yard with the others” he said with an air of authority. “We are leaving in half an hour”

The soldier moved over to Anna and helped her stand, and walked her slowly towards the courtyard. She could see blood in several places, but it was not until she reached the yard that she saw the bodies. There were at least twenty of them, thrown in a pile. One of them stood out, the large black man who had been standing next to the Russian the first time she had been used at the festival. Somehow, Anna felt no remorse seeing his lifeless body in the pile with the guards who had also used her as they wished.

Anna could see three other girls, on their knees. She expected to see the other girl appear, but as she looked around the courtyard, she could see the wall of their cell block had been bombed, and one cell was almost demolished,  she guessed the girl inside had perished.

The soldier with the blue beret stood in front of them, his rifle slung over his shoulder.

He told one of the other soldiers to chain the girls together, and after a search of the courtyard found what he was looking for. A long chain which her wrapped around the waist of the first girl, and using bolts he had found, locked the chain. He left about five feet of chain between her and the second girl, and repeated the procedure. Soon, all four girls were joined by the chain, five feet apart.

The man with the blue beret spoke again.

“We have a long journey, and not long to make it in. either you keep up, or you will be left in the jungle to die. I only have one priority, and as long as I keep to that, I really don’t care what happens to the rest of you. It’s up to each of you to make sure the one in front of you keeps going. We are going to cut the chains on your feet to help you walk. But other bindings and gags will remain. You may have been rescued, but you are still slaves, “

He then turned to one of the other soldiers and ordered him to burn everything as soon as the complex was clear.

“Ellison” he yelled to a soldier. “You’re on point. Route C. if you see anything, a flare.”

Yes Cap” called one of the soldiers, and left the compound, heading for the jungle.

“Lets go” said the Cap.

The girls were forced to their feet, and a cutter was used to cut their manacles, allowing them to walk at normal pace..

TO BE CONTINUED