Chapter 6
In the twelve hours following Chet Bentley's arrival in Basra, his meeting with the Minister of Information, and his subsequent decision to leave based upon Abdullah's inside scoop on the ex-Marine Jibsen, the conflict had escalated to a full scale war.
Chet was sitting dejectedly in his hotel room, trying unsuccessfully to make arrangements to return to Karbala, when the first Iranian warplanes headed for the petrochemical plant in Basra strafed the plant at a low one hundred feet altitude. The $1.1 billion complex, geared to produce polyethylene vinyl chloride and other valuable petroleum by-products, was obliterated in seconds.
"Holy shit," the American filmmaker wheezed, hearing the air raid sirens wail in his ears. Shades of Viet Nam came back to haunt him. Death, destruction in a foreign land, and with no weapons to defend himself. He had to get back to Karbala, but how?
With Iranian warplanes clouding the skies of Basra and the confusion of evacuation attempts of over three hundred workers, the officials turned a deaf ear to the cries of one stranded CBS filmmaker. No city busses were running to the airport closed to tourist travel, and no one could promise him when the airport would operate again.
"Shit..." Chet paced his hotel room, listening to rockets bombing the city. The skies had turned into fireballs. Reports filtered through the hotel's front desk that part of Camp Camelot, the housing area for foreign workers, had been bombed. Now many Americans dead or injured, he wondered, feeling a panicky helplessness.
Attempts to reach Abdullah, Minister of Information, were aborted and frustrating. Wait... he could only wait.
As he sat on the edge of his bed chewing his thumbnails, his eyes fell to his satchel where the white Milady lingerie bag peeked out tauntingly. Chet stared for a long moment as if he expected it to reach out shake hands with him in complicity.
Back in Karbala, things fared no better. Irate over his ineffectiveness in finding the long-sought for item that would win him a nice slice of wealth and power, Jibsen vented his rage on the nearest target: one quivering, naked and submissively sobbing Karen O'Malley.
"Please... I don't know what your intentions are," whined Karen, resting after another lusty round of sex with Jibsen had come to an end on the bed she was imprisoned on, "but I beg of you, you must let me out of here immediately!"
Jibsen tweaked one of her puffy pink nipples and chuckled coarsely. "Must I? Save it," he rasped. "You'll get out of here when and if I let you out, but if you're so Goddamned hot on gettin' out of here, I know of a nice greasy sheik who'd powder my fist real well for a pretty white skinned red head with big tits like you!"
"Oh, God no! Oh, please, you wouldn't do it...!"
But the fierce glint in his eye told another story. "One way or another I'm gonna make out on this deal. And since I ain't finding what I want, I'll make up my losses by selling you!"
"B-b-but, w-w-what is it you really want?"
"Just what I said. I hauled you off to this dung smelling dump to find something and I ain't found it yet and I'm gettin' real pissed. If you ain't got it, that means that asshole Bentley's got it."
"Got what?" Karen's chin quivered.
"That would be tellin', now wouldn't it?" he smirked, glowing inwardly as she dropped her face and wept into her cupped hands.
"He'll find me... Oh, God, he has to! He won't stop until he does!"
Jibsen laughed. "Fuck that shit. I got half of Iran backing me... more money than the fuckin' federal government, so don't tell me that chickenshit's gonna risk his balls for a dumb redhead with a nice ass and big fat tits."
"You'll never get away with it." She screamed, and broke off with a wail of pain as the ex-Marine's hand slapped viciously across her tear-wetted face. The blow sent her reeling back against the wall and a red mark welted across her cheek.
Shooting her an evil glare, he stomped out the door, locked it behind him and left her to misery. Some time later, when the sun was dipping toward the west in orange ribbons and the night grew cool, Karen raised her head from the bed at the sound of a key turning in the lock. For a moment hope soared, then plummeted miserably as she recognized Jibsen's jowled face and two swarthy Persian faces emerge from the deepening shadows of night.
"Oh, dear God!" A hand flew to her mouth and she bit her fist.
Jibsen laughed at her look of alarm and then barked orders in Arabic at the two young Persian men. Their black eyes danced and their mouths spread in lewd, lusty smiles.
They emerged from the shadows, their dark brown, almost-black skinned-strong bodies in full view. Strong, aquiline noses gave symmetry to tensely strained expressions that bordered on a lust for violence.
Before Karen realized what was happening, the two Persians leapt for the bed and seized her by the arms and legs. She screamed wildly, flailing her arms and legs. Like a sack of potatoes, they picked her up and flung her violently face down on the bed. One of them threw his dark, lanky body across her scissoring white legs while the other sat on her writhing freckled shoulders, his boney brown knees pinning her arms to her sides, his sweating face towards her feet.
Painfully twisting her head to one side under his weight, the hysterical captive American girl saw with a thrill of horror that Jibsen was slowly unpeeling his clothing.
"Mitib," he barked at one of the men, "pull them plump pretty thighs wide apart."
"W-what are you going to do to me?" she quavered.
Jibsen pulled his shirt over his head and licked his thick lips. The room was dark, save for a slither of dying sunlight. "Redheads with round white asses and fat milky tits are big game in this country, little girl. But Arab sheiks like their women used, you know... well trained... virgins don't cut it in this country."
Karen stared at him wide-eyed through the glow of orange light that splashed over his ruddy cheeks making him look all the more evil.
The big ex-Marine unzipped the fly of his pants, peeled them off and stepped out of his shorts. Standing naked before her, he looked even more immense. And his penis... dear God, his penis! His meaty, muscular body towered with strength. Over the heavy, bloated pouch of his hairy testicles, the stalk of his penis jerked toward the plaster-chipped ceiling in a bulbous erection.
Karen gasped aloud as she felt her legs suddenly freed of Mitib's brown-honey frame—and then her ankles were pinned and wrenched brutally wide apart, so that she was held spread-eagled, face down on the bed. And now Mitib leaned forward with a toothy grin and dug his dark, boney fingers into the naked, sweat-moist split of her full, fleshy, softly rounded white buttocks. Gripping her top half between his splayed thighs, he pried the quivering, trembling, half-moon mounds of her smooth white flesh slowly apart. Opening her up like a ripe peach, he exposed the entire length of her juicy, hairy pink cunt and puckered pink starfish to Jibsen's searing gaze.
She felt cool night air on her moist genitals, and she realized with a desperate sob that she had never in her whole life felt so utterly helpless and degraded. Shivering, she jerked again, shuddering with disgust as Mitib worked a thread of spittle to the front of his mouth and spat it down on the tightly clenched nether ring of her tight puckered anus.
The shameless gesture was only the beginning of the humiliation and pain she would soon suffer. Staring mesmerically at Jibsen's cock, she watched saucer-eyed as he rubbed the loose foreskin up and down the rigidly bloating pole, exposing the purplish, bulbously inflated head as he massaged the pole of flesh into rock hardness.
"Arabs aren't big on girl-cunt, they use camels for that," he guffawed hoarsely. "But assholes, now that's somethin' different."
"Noooo!" Karen grasped the meaning of his evil intent. She wailed as the full implication of his bestial, indecent intentions popped luridly into her mind. "You can't... nooo!" she gasped. "Please, no... not there, no!"
"Save your breath, honey. Don't wear yourself out. The best is yet to come." Stepping towards the bed, he leaned down and thrust the tip of his outstretched middle finger against the tight pink starfish-hole to her naked rectum, poking viciously at her defenseless anal hole.
Spread helplessly on the bed with her legs brutally forced apart by two Persian terrorists and her hips jammed down by the pressure of Mitib's buttocks-splaying hands, the sobbing captive writhed her quivering naked buttocks against the fiery rape of her anus, thrashing wildly from side to side and clenching tightly her ass cheeks to fend off the brutal penetration of her tender anus. That these merciless terrorists could conceive of such vile acts was monstrous! Maybe they were just tormenting her, trying to scare her into something, but what? She couldn't be any more frightened than at that moment, trapped by three strong bodied men bent on ravaging her defenseless body!
Jibsen leaned down and spat a wad of saliva onto her desperately contracted anal ring shining like a puckered button between her brutally stretched ass cheeks. With a grunt of evil intent, he bored his finger deeper into the warm buttery depths of her anus.
"Aggggghhh!" Karen couldn't hold back a scream.
"Tight asshole you got there... gonna take some stretchin'," he grunted. Lewdly, he drilled his finger deeper and deeper, stretching and expanding the tightness of the girl's rubbery rectum until, she thought she would faint from the pain. Moans of protest bubbled from her fearfully quivering lips as he moved the finger around the inside of her contracted little hole, sawing it in and out to stretch the clenched anus in preparation for the worse tortures to come. Between his thick thighs, his evilly swollen penis throbbed with delightful anticipation.
"Ahhh, don't!" the redhead screamed again and he jammed a second finger into her warm, velvety depths. "You're hurting meee!" she wailed from depths of her soul.
"Scream all you like, but Arabs like to hear redheads scream," he taunted. Abruptly, he plucked the raping finger away from Karen's defenselessly puckered hole. Forcing his hand between her fear-tauted stomach and the rumpled bedsheet below, he stroked his fingers lewdly back and forth along the hairy length of her vagina and smeared the fluid of his earlier excesses still warm in her cunt up and around her plundered anus to lubricate the hole further still. A moment later, she felt the bed sag as he climbed on and kneeled between her cruelly spread thighs, and then the hard, warm seeping rubbery tip of his bulbous, hotly pulsating cock was pressing tightly against her hairless anal opening.
The spread-eagled girl held her breath as she felt the thickly rigid penis wedge into the crevice of her forced open ass cheeks and pressure remorselessly forwards. Dear Lord, it was huge! He would kill her with it! Rape her in half!
Jibsen's stomach muscles contracted, and then stood out as he strained forward. Karen felt the hard probing pressure between her buttocks grow into an agonizing fiery pain that seared through her anus and up into her intestines. Stars flickered before her eyes and she went dizzy with fright.
"Ohhhaanngghh... God!" she belted out. "Please, ohhhh, agghhhhh!" she shrieked in agony as the nether ring gave way with an evil, ominous pop and the inflated head of his penis popped inside her anus with a surging power.
A spasm of miserable agony shot through the nakedly quivering redhead's loins, a pain so unbearable it rent screams from her burning lungs. Squirming with all her strength to evade the impalement, her naked buttocks writhed wildly under Mitib's splaying hands, but her wigglish attempts only abetted him in wedging the thickly gleaming cock deeper into her tortured anus. It felt as though a monstrous battering ram was being relentlessly thrust into the tiny opening of her virginal back hole!
Grinning cruelly, Jibsen slammed his thick penis forward another agonizing inch, and then another, and still another hot inch into the screaming girl's nakedly thrashing body. Then his beefy loins smacked heavily against the softness of her lewdly spread ass cheeks. She was hopelessly skewered on the brutally thick fleshiness of his raping penis! It was buried to the hilt in her tightly clenched anus and there was no hope for escape or mercy!
Panting and wheezing from his exertions, the ex-Marine began to fuck rhythmically in and out of her hot spongy depths under the lustful gaze of the two Iranian terrorists.
As the helpless girl fought with frantic desperation against the horrible degradation of this monstrous attack on her defenseless anal hole, his pounding hips pumped faster and faster, thrusting the inflamed spear of his lustfully expanding rod again and again into the brutally ravaged tightness of her rectum. She was impaled on the stone hard cock as helplessly as an insect on a collector's board!
The kidnapped redhead's coppery hair flailed over the bed, her head twisting from side to side in helpless subjugation as the tempo of his pistoning hips increased and his huge penis plowed on and on and deeper and deeper into her savagely stretched rectum. Her mind was adrift on a sea of pain and humiliation. The soft, round flesh of her ripe young buttocks shuddered and quivered uncontrollably under the pressure of the terrorist's fingers. The soft bowl of her belly trembled convulsively every time her agonizingly splayed thighs were buffeted by another hellishly thrusting plunge of the American's raping shaft. Her ankles, held painfully wide in Sudan's grasp, were aching for want of blood, and her proud young breasts, still bearing the incisor marks of his earlier rape were squashed under the weight of evil Mitib.
Jibsen's mind was an inferno of impatient lust that burned in his cheeks and sent another pint of blood to bloat the tube of his inflated penis. The sensation of the naked captive's warm, velvety rectum clasped so tightly around the base of his passion inflamed cock was driving him on to greater excesses. His eyes locked with piggish delight on the sodomizing pole of his iron hard flesh buried deep in Karen's soft, upraised ass cheeks, and he felt his heart pumping wildly in his chest. Never had he seen a more exciting sight in his life! He was almost sorry he was turning the bitch over to Faisal!
With steaming breath, he eyed the tender ridges of her pink anal flesh pulling out with each withdrawal of his long thick staff—and then disappearing once more as his inward thrust drove her little rectal ring back up into her belly. His breath gushed in jets, faster
and faster, through his flaring nostrils as he fucked like a madman in and out of her piteously puckering anal hole.
And scream, Karen did.
Pounded into the bed by his hammering cock, pinned in total submission, her cruelly distended anus brought fresh groans with every scalding plunge. Gradually, she discovered when she relaxed the muscles in her anus, the pain lessened and experimentally, she concentrated on just that. Amazingly, a new sensation, frightening in dimension, overwhelmed her loins. Unexpected, forbidden sensations of excitement began to ripple in her tingling loins. The shame of lying helplessly on her face being sodomized by one man while another sat astride her back forcing her fleshy white buttocks apart, was joined by a strangely masochistic sensation. Pleasure? Could she possibly be feeling pleasure from their cruel rape? She was a white slave, her body being used like a whore's to satisfy his cruel male lust.
No doubt about it, she realized with self-degrading humiliation. Twinges of pain still shot through her belly, but the feeling of Jibsen's hard cock, that hard spear of male flesh, racing up into her vulnerably-filled rectum was flooding her veins with a sensation of pleasure-pain! Shame and ecstasy, pain and pleasure mingled to fill her with wonders of what a man's body can do to a woman.
The sweat poured from Jibsen's face as he plunged in and out of her anus. Spittle drooled from the corner of his mouth. The insanely writhing redhead felt Mitib's dark, splaying fingers removed from the cruelly stretched cheeks of her fleshy ass—only to be replaced by Jibsen's mauling hands.
She gasped again as she felt someone's obscenely intruding fingers forcing themselves beneath her hip bones and creep lewdly through her drenched coppery pussy hair to feel the ragged swollen wet lips of her cunt.
Abruptly she mewled a new wail of agony, this time from the soul. Her defenses crumbled and the young redheaded captive began screaming again with clenched teeth passion as the raping fingers patted her throbbing cuntal lips and scrabbled at the tightly erect bud of her pink swollen clitoris. Dear Gawd! It was unendurable, intolerable, delicious... if his fingers continued their unbearable clawing and torment of her secret inner flesh, she just might cum!
Jibsen's blood-fed penis sawed into her seething anus with harsh, burrowing strokes. No, she couldn't cum! She couldn't respond that masochistically to an ass-rape, her mind screamed. To cum would be an admission of something dark and defiled lurking in her soul. The same element that had made her relent to the Lebanese stewardess' lapping tongue, and that repetition was unthinkable!
The tidal wave of erotic lust swept over her remorselessly. She heard a voice within her soul scream: "Do it... fuck me harder... harder!" She realized with a shrilling bit of horror that, that voice belonged to Karen O'Malley!
Jibsen felt the sweat stream from his every pore as he fucked into Karen's widely stretched hole between her soft, buttery buttocks. He stared down in fascination at her tightly clasping rectal mouth, pulling her softly rounded ass cheeks further apart as he fixed his piggish, staring eyes lasciviously on the pink ridges of her anal flesh clinging to his raping cock on each withdrawal stroke.
She was pumping her ass insanely back against him now, meeting thrust with thrust as she screamed her lust aloud. The little bitch was going out of her mind, she was so damned hot! Faisal would pay a good bit of money for this one, thought Jibsen greedily, proud of himself for thinking up this plot of getting rid of the little red-headed bitch, since she didn't have the thing he really wanted. Once he had disposed of her, he'd go after Bentley and by God, that would be the end of them both! What a stroke of luck, he chuckled to himself, that Bentley had come to him for help... what a god-damned lucky stroke that was!
"Aaagghhh!" Karen cried wildly. Her tingling body was bursting with sensation. It didn't matter what they did to her now, as long as she could cum!
Sensing that his victim was about to reach the peak of sensation and topple over the precipice to one teeth gnashing orgasm, Jibsen plunged his stone hard cock into her fire-filled anus with redoubled fury, brutally splaying her plump white buttocks apart as his pistoning cock fucked faster and faster against her eagerly thrusting ass cheeks. And suddenly he felt her back arch, her body stiffen and shudder.
"Aaaghhh... Ohhh, Gawd! I'm cumming!" Karen screamed in a demented wail of lust. Then her lusciously ripened young body bucked and jerked and thrashed with a crescendo of intolerable delight as her orgasm tremored insanely through her with the force of a tropical hurricane!
The wild churning of her lust inflamed white buttocks triggered off the sodomizing ex-Marine's own climax, he threw back his big head and bellowed out a gasping cry of release. His hips arched convulsively forward, ramming his raping staff even deeper into the helpless girl's rectum as the throbbing head of his cock exploded into a storm of powerful jerking in the tightly convulsing depths of her vise-like anus.
Scalding spurts of semen jetted far up into the ravaged redhead's bowels, and she shrieked in a mindless ecstasy with each fresh gush of his white hot cum. For a long moment, the men held her cruelly pinned to the bed, as Jibsen skewered his spewing penis, ejaculating his churning cum in forceful spurts far up into her quivering rectum. He thrust violently down on her spreading round thighs and levered himself away from her, his deflating cum covered cock pulling free of her plundered nether depths with a lewd, wet, champagne-cork-plopping sound.
"Christ, what an ass!" he panted, clambering off the bed to leave a thick pearly trail of cum stringing across her visibly trembling buttocks. "She's still tight as hell... Mitib, jump on and see what you can do with her now!"
Crushed into abject subjugation by the rape of her anus and the Arab's obscene mauling of her clitoris— and humiliated even more by her own lewd reaction to it—Karen lay sobbing submissively on the bed.
She felt Mitib's weight lift from her ankles, and then the other leapt down to take his place. Straddling her back and arms, he leaned forward to once more pry apart the hot, shuddering cheeks of her ass once more. Again her fleshy thighs were excruciatingly spread wide as Mitib took up Jibsen's position between them and hauled down his pants to produce his own stiff, swarthy-black cock!
"Oh Gawd!" wailed Karen aloud, as she felt herself falling into new depths of despair. "They're going to rape me again!"
The men laughed loudly at her cry of despair and the lustful Persian terrorist, his dark eyes dancing with triumph, guided the rigidly throbbing shaft of his dark cock in one hand, ramming the wetly seeping head against the plundered pink hole that his friend was holding wide, and plunged the hot, searing pole of flesh two inches into her distended and sperm-wet anus in one powerful thrust. As she screamed in a combination of pain and pleasure and shame and remorse from the animalistic attack, he rocked back on his heels and grabbed her wide soft hips to drag the tightly clasping ring of puckered pink flesh still further up the raping shaft of his penis.
Jibsen was zipping up his pants. "Do it to 'er, boy... stretch that tight little asshole! She'll thank us for it later, once she's all broken in!"
Stuffing the limply shining tube of his deflated cock back into his pants, he chuckled down at Karen's flailing white body. "Sheik Faisal's gonna have something special for you, little girl, that ol' chickenshit Bentley never even dreamed of."