Chapter 6
General Cuervos sat contently in his plush office sipping imported scotch and watching the Annual Military Ball on the triple-screened video machine—unseen eyes that roved over the crowd of ripe, young American women dressed in sheer gowns that hugged every nipple and pubic hair like a coat of gossamer paint. The General loved women of all descriptions, but young and innocent American ones topped the list. What better place to find luckless white female victims to satisfy his lust than in Mexican prisons? Maybe that was why his half-hearted crackdown on the dope smuggling—was done nowhere, except at the exit borders where any pretty young white girl was held suspect.
The General's black eyes raked over the crowd of garishly dressed Gringas until his eyes fell on a gold lamé gown spangling out above the pastel chiffons. Twisting the knobs with pudgy fingers, he zeroed in on Helga's hardened nipples, licked his thick lips, and trailed the lens down over her rounded tummy to rest at the vee of her luscious loins.
"General, you see that beautiful Scandinavian-American woman in the gold dress? She ees one of my preesoners from Nuevo Laredo! Would the General like a private meeting with her?" He might have been peddling cooking wares on a Mazatlan street corner. "Beautiful blonde hair... and oh, those cream-white breasts!" he coaxed, knowing the General's appreciation for a pretty piece of white flesh that came wrapped in a bright, shiny package.
General Cuervos rubbed his half erect penis through the cotton trap of his uniform pants and watched Helga's pooched-out red lips, slick the butter from the appetizer stick as if it were a cock sticky with cum. "I will save the blonde Señorita for the end. Now find me a little lovely to get me in the mood, Lieutenant."
Manuel slapped one boot against the other, saluted and turned on his heel, heading out into the foyer where he eyed a shivering little blonde cowering in a corner like a frightened rabbit. Someday I weell be the General and command a woman to suck my cock... beautiful women such as these instead of dogs like Maria.
He grabbed the blonde girl by the arm. "Come weeth me, Señorita. I weell take the tears from your pretty eyes," he cajoled traitorously. She fought and spat and kicked at his shins with her spike heels, but Manuel's cunning won in the end. "Come... I weell take you to a quiet room... away from the crowd..." Sniffling, the young teenager wiped the mascara smudges away and followed docilely.
After Manuel had left, General Cuervos unzipped his fly and brought his thickening cock out into the opening. Breathing deeply with anticipation, he skinned the thick wealth of foreskin back and forth lewdly, enjoying the silken feel of its blood-gushed length while with one eye maintaining vigil on the colored video, he watched the blonde converse with a dimple-cheeked girl who caught her breath, wide-eyed, as one of his guards grabbed her from behind. Her kicking spike heels disappeared from the screen as Lieutenant Sanchez dragged Polly away into a separate room. Yes... good choice for tonight's show, silently applauded the General.
The tender desire-inflamed slit in the tip opened slightly with his squeezing, and a thin trickle of pre-coital fluid began to ooze from it.
"General," Lieutenant Manuel was back in the room and squeezing the young girl's arm so tight his knuckles turned white. "General... thees is good choice, no?"
The General blinked with surprise. "Good job, Manuel... you shall be well rewarded for your good taste." She couldn't have been more than sixteen... and scared to death, which made his victory all the sweeter.
"Your name, Señorita?"
"Julie..."
"Julie... come up here and let me get an eye full of you," the General ordered excitedly.
"No... no, I won't!" she suddenly shrieked. "Please, let me out of here... let me go home!" The frightened young prisoner shook visibly as Manuel nudged her across the room toward the General. The terrified young girl blinked and recoiled from the obscene leer she saw on his face.
"Come up closer, little one," the General said in a gloating tone, suddenly reaching out and grabbing the teenager by the wrist and pulling her over to his side of the desk. "How does the Señorita like the General's penis?"
The fear stricken young blonde could only blink her astonishment at the size of the military man's cock approaching her from around the desk. She had never seen one up close like this before... and certainly never one so long, hard and jutting as the one he held in his churning hand.
"It's s-so big!" she gasped in astonishment.
Still holding his pulsing cock, the General rose to his feet, simultaneously yanking the girl downward until her pretty face was mere inches from his penis. "Touch it, my lovely one. Feel my prick!"
The sniffling girl lost her balance and slipped to her knees, looking up at him desperately. "If—if I d-do... will you let me go home to Iowa?"
The General could afford to be generous. "Yes, Julie, you can then go back to Iowa."
Happily, then, she encircled its enormous thickness with her tiny hand, her fingers not quite meeting around it. Hopefully, she peeled the thickened covering of loose skin back down over its flushed red head, peeling it like a banana, leaving it sleek and naked. Anything to get back to Iowa... "D-Do you want me to suck it?"
"Lick it first, little one," he chuckled lewdly, a dribble of spittle making a wet spot on his scarlet ribbon across his burly chest. "All over, like it's an ice cream treat."
Hesitating a moment to mentally prepare herself, the captive prisoner leaned forward, balancing herself on her knees, a pool of pink chiffon around her, she held his obscenely seeping cock by its stalky base and placed a lewd wet kiss on its bulbous tip with her pursed red lips. The taste of his cock was slightly bitter and strong—sort of like prison coffee—but at least he was fairly clean. The rubbery blood-filled head glided smoothly over her lips as she opened her mouth to lap at it with her tiny pink tongue. She was no stranger to cocksucking... Lieutenant Salvo down in Santa Marta had already forced her into it several times, now.
"You'd better stop now, Julie..."
Almost reluctantly, the kneeling young blonde girl leaned back on her haunches, looking angelic and innocent in her pink chiffon dress, spangled with rhinestones.
The General dropped back into his leather recliner. "Take your dress off. I want to see if your little white gringa breasts are as lovely as your mouth." Then, as she quickly stripped off her spaghetti straps, pulling the dress down over her milky white shoulders to let her strawberry nipples peek out, he said, "Beautiful. Now get over here and finish me off."
The half naked girl inched forward on her knees, her small, but smoothly formed breasts jiggling with her forward movements. God, his cock was big!
"Take it in your mouth, Julie, like a good little girl and then maybe you can go back to Iowa." The General's penis was now fully aroused and throbbing massively, reaching all the way back into the prisoner's slender sucking throat, tickling her, nearly causing her to gag. His huge hands gripped her cruelly by the hair, forcing her pale face up and down on his brown pumping flesh like an oil rig.
"You suck very well, Julie. Smooth as a baby's ass!" he grated out lustfully, keeping one eye on the video machine where the gold lamé beauty was drinking her share of Sangria.
Julie's dazed eyes focused on the rod of lust-heavy dark male flesh emerging from the tangle of wiry black pubic hair at its base, and disappearing from her line of vision as it stretched all the way past her parted lips and up into her open mouth. Now, her humiliation and degradation complete, she wallowed in masochistic delight.
"Suck baby, suck! Suck my cock!" The General commanded from high above her bobbing head.
Obediently, the sleek, blonde haired white girl began to do as she was told, her lips nibbling baby-like on the powerful Mexican man's cock, while she tried to accustom herself to the lewd invasion of her mouth. In an effort to please him, and perhaps to end her two weeks of torment, she began tossing her saliva-wet tongue around and around the hotly pulsing glans.
"Tight as a suction cup, baby. You're great!" The General grunted appreciatively, the medals on his chest clanging together with the movement of his grinding loins.
Slowly at first, he thrust his cock in and out of her wetly nursing mouth, but never quite withdrawing all the way, so the tip of his bulging instrument of lust always remained buried within the confines of her warm, wet oral cavern.
Julie's mouth was gradually filling with saliva made slightly sticky from the steady flow of semen seeping prematurely from the tip of her captor's lust-purpled penis. As she continued to slave over his loins, she realized that her vacation in Mexico was almost to an end... and the thought of returning to Iowa seemed an almost scary one. Maybe now, after all she'd been through, she didn't want to go home after all...? Would her family still want her after all she had done and been forced to do? Would the farm boys in Iowa appreciate her mouth and tongue the way this burly Mexican General was?
By now, she was reduced to giving her Mexican captors all the pleasure and getting very little back herself. Oddly, the subservient posture they had forced her into was warming up her libido and just now, she wished he would do something about the flickers of need sparking over her naked breasts and rushing down to her furry little blonde vee, under the gossamer yards of pink chiffon.
But the General was a selfish man. He ran his long dark fingers into the young girl's blonde hair, sticky with hairspray, and began to force her face up and down more violently on his hotly thrusting brown cock, precisely as if her delicate pink mouth were just another cunt into which he could spew his sperm. His eyes traveled from the exquisite Nordic features of her small pixie face, noting with lewd delight the rapturous sparkle in her Gringa blue eyes.
Julie's mouth was overflowing with a mixture of her own saliva and her captor's flowing sexual juices. Despite the long deep gulps she swallowed down to keep from gagging, rivulets of lewd stringy penile moisture dripped from the corners of her soft mouth to run down the sides of his pulsing cock shaft in a steady syrupy stream. Her lips nearly burst at the corners from stretching around their burden, yet, despite her discomfort, she was deeply thrilled at the level of corruption this man was forcing her to submit to her to against her will. And she would be going home soon... if she still could... or even wanted to, at this point.
The General immediately sensed the change of attitude in this slavishly sucking girl, and knew he could not hold out much longer against the mind-boggling pressure. Bizarre, obscene fantasies danced in his head as he felt the tension in his balls build to an intolerable level. Snarling, he tightened his grip on the girl's blonde locks, forcing her down harder on his crazily jerking penis. Gringas made very good cocksuckers, docile, and easily trained, but they had an annoying habit of jerking their heads away at the last minute.... detesting the taste of their Mexican captor's ball-seed. So to assure that wouldn't happen, the General held her head tight by her blonde hair.
A sudden ringing and pounding rattled in The General's head as the flow of his cum gurgled from deep within his semen-bloated balls and made its gushing journey through the length of his jerking cock. The muscles of his abdomen went tight, contracting to send the heated load of his sperm roiling upwards through its narrow channel around and out of the tip of his cock in a powerful spray... deep into Julie's gaping mouth, and far back into her throat!
"Ummmmmmmm..." Julie shuddered.
His last violent thrust went deep, all the way to her tonsils and he held it there while he squirted his orgasm over the roof of her still-sucking mouth, right on her pink tongue, bloating out her cheeks. His wriggling little sperm came out in a hot stream of thick viscous liquid that never seemed to end.
"Suck it, baby, suck it!!!" The General commanded. He rarely became excited except for moments like these when his bulbous cheeks reddened from the strain on his heart.
"You just won yourself a trip across the border!" The thick cream-like cum spewed into her gulping, swallowing mouth, from his wildly ejaculating penis, filling her mouth with what seemed to be gallons of his salty, lusty semen as she gurgled and gasped frantically, trying to swallow down the lewd mouthful.
"Yessssss! Eat it all!"
Julie choked and sputtered until she had cleared her throat again, but The General made no attempt to pull his slowly deflating penis from her sucking mouth. Instinctively, the blonde farm girl knew what her captor wanted and she docilely kissed and licked him completely clean, her firm young breasts bouncing like so much Jello with the submissive, bobbing movements of her head. Her eyes sparkled with a strange glow as she blinked at him and even smiled angelically.
The General was deep in thought... patting the girl's bowed blonde head as if she was a favored pet, one eye still glued to the video screen from which Helga had disappeared. That was fantastic, but what I'm going to do to that tall blonde will be revolutionary...
Finished with her salacious, humiliating task, the blonde girl wiped her sperm-filled mouth clean with the back of her hand and sadly smiled up at her captor who zipped up his pants, tucking away his deflated penis, and plucked a medal from his chest. Rarely did the General fall into this vulnerable, generous mood... but when he did, it cleared his conscience as communion does for Christian believers.
"Here... take this back to the States to remember me by," he chuckled, generously. "Whenever you look at it, you will remember your time here in Mexico, and the things you have learned. You may leave tomorrow, after the guards are finished with you."
The thoroughly rumpled and humiliated American girl hugged the cool medal to her pale, naked breasts, then kissed it reverently. "Oh, thank you, Mr. General..." she gushed.