Chapter 2
Pam cringed and slid back against the wall, trying at the same time to gather her slashed clothes and cover her nakedness. Everyone would want to fuck her! "No," she moaned. She shook her head at the Turk. "Once is enough. You've done enough to me. Please, just leave me alone. I want to go back with the rest of them." She tried to keep the tears from running down her cheeks, but she couldn't stop. Her breasts shook as she cried.
The Turk laughed at her. His teeth looked like fangs as he pushed his now soft cock back in his pants and zipped up. "I wouldn't want my friends to miss out on fucking someone as unique as you. Most women fight and scream. But you... you reach a climax." He laughed some more.
But when the heavy wooden door to the cellar was thrown open and a uniformed sergeant stepped inside, the Turk immediately stopped laughing and came to attention. It was not the attention shown an officer, but the attention shown someone whom he feared. The Sergeant marched to the center of the room and Pam felt the same fear the Turkish soldier felt. The Sergeant completely dominated the room with his presence.
"What are you doing down here?" the Sergeant demanded. "You are supposed to be with the others." He did not even glance at Pam although he was aware that she was there. "Take the prisoner and join the others. They will be used as hostages. Already we have hung the priest in the courtyard. If you don't want to join him as an example, you'll do what you're told."
Pam felt the fear in the Turkish soldier's voice when he answered. "I thought she might have information to give me," he mumbled. "I was only asking her questions." The soldier turned to Pam and made his voice sound as commanding as possible. "Come with me, American girl. You're going with the others."
That's when the Sergeant looked at her for the first time. Pam saw the expression on his face turn from anger to lust. He looked at her face and then her body where she was unable to completely cover her nudity with the torn clothes. She felt a sinking feeling in her breasts. The news that she was going to join the others had been too good to be true. Now she knew something was going to go wrong. The look the Sergeant had on his face was the same as the soldier's had been when he first separated her from the rest of the prisoners taken in the church.
"Wait," he said. "Maybe this girl does have something to tell us. You join the others. I'll question her awhile before joining you."
The Turkish soldier was only too eager to get away from the Sergeant. Only the tiniest smirk behind the Sergeant's back revealed the soldier knew why the Sergeant really decided to keep her behind. And then the soldier was gone leaving the Sergeant alone with Pam. She looked at his face and fear greater than she had felt with the soldier gripped her entire body. She felt cum still oozing from her pussy. She tightened her thighs together. He looked so evil.
"Give me your purse."
Pam handed it to him immediately. She acted completely out of fear and felt ashamed of herself for showing it so much. She slid back against the wall, her clothes hugged to her breasts while he went through her purse, looking at her identification and papers. He stopped when he found Tom's picture. He studied Tom in his Navy uniform for a moment, his eyes narrowing. "He's my boy friend," Pam explained.
He looked at her like she was a spy. "I see. What ship is he on?" The Sergeant pushed Pam's hands to her side with his foot. He stared at her breasts, then spread her thighs apart with his foot and looked at her still dripping pussy. "Answer quickly."
Pam found it hard to concentrate on what he was asking the way he stared at her and rubbed the front of his trousers at the same time. She saw the bulge where his cock filled his crotch. Right now he seemed more interested in her body than he did the answer to his question. She tried to draw her legs together again but he kicked them apart with his foot. Somehow it seemed wrong to answer him. "I don't know," she said.
The Sergeant laughed. "That is the answer I expected. If you didn't have anything to hide, you would have answered me." He kicked her clothes away from her and threw her purse on the floor. Standing over her, his feet on each side of her hips, he looked down and said, "You will tell me anything I want to know before I'm through with you. You'll beg to talk to me." And then he did something that shocked and horrified Pam beyond anything she ever expected. He took out his cock and calmly began peeing on her body.
He aimed his piss so it splattered over her breasts and stomach. Pam felt the hot pee burning her body with shame and humiliation. He pissed on her pussy, soaking her dark curls until they were plastered to her mound and his urine ran in a thick stream into her cunt and down the crack of her ass. Holding his cock, he aimed the spray so it traveled up her body and began covering her face. She couldn't believe what a vile thing he was doing. She turned her head from side to side trying to escape the nasty stream of water, but all she managed to accomplish was to get her ears filled and her long dark hair soaked.
When he was through, he left his cock hanging from his pants and began masturbating himself while he looked down at her. Pam was too embarrassed to look in his eyes. She kept her face turned while he began wiping his shoes on her wet body and hair. Soon she was covered with grim. His shoe tip pushed against her pussy. "Keep your thighs apart," he ordered. He kept stuffing his toe into her cunt like he was fucking her with his foot.
The humiliation of what was happening to her caused Pam to bite her lower lip in an attempt to keep from crying. She tried to put her mind on something other than what was happening to her but with his foot continuing to torment and arouse her pussy, she could think of nothing else. She felt her cunt getting wet as her lips were massaged and manipulated by his shoe.
"What's the name of your boy friend's ship?" the Sergeant asked again, his toe stabbing even deeper into her pussy.
Pam couldn't even explain to herself why she didn't want to tell him. She wasn't a spy. She had nothing to hide. But somehow a stubbornness gripped her. Besides, if she answered that question, he might want to know where the ship was and that would lead to the fact that Tom was supposed to meet her right here in Nicosia tomorrow. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer. Their Christmas Eve was not going to be what she had expected.
Pam heard the Sergeant unbuckling his belt. She looked up as he pulled it from his pants. His cock and balls swung above her. His big shaft stood out hard and ominous-looking from his crotch. Even as he drew the belt back, he kept one hand stroking his cock. The belt whistled through the air and landed with a searing smack across her breasts. She jumped as pain burned through her flesh like fire. The belt lashed her breasts a second and third time.
Her breasts stung and swelled with a strange mixture of pain and arousal. She felt as though her nerves were alive with pulsing electricity each time the belt lashed over her breasts. She rolled from side to side as the belt continued to whip her breasts and stomach. He aimed the leather at other parts of her body, covering her thighs and buttocks with red marks as she struggled to dodge the blows.
Finally he dropped the belt and pulled her to her feet by her hair. He bent her over until her face was pressed against his cock. Pam knew what she had to do. She didn't wait for orders. The faster she did what he wanted, the quicker her humiliation would be over. She sucked his throbbing cock head into her mouth and tasted the hot tanginess of his aroused knob. He held her ears and pulled her face against his crotch until her nose was completely buried in his pubic hair and his cock was driven so far into her mouth that she almost gagged.
She felt his knob poking deeply into her throat. He pulled on her ears and thrust his hips forward at the same time. She thought at first that she would suffocate until she learned to relax her throat muscles on the in-strokes and breathe on the out-strokes. His hot cock felt like a club being rammed into her mouth. As soon as his cock was covered with her saliva, he pulled his shaft out and turned her around so her ass was positioned at his hips.
She knew immediately what he had in mind. "Oh, no! Not that," she pleaded. "Your cock is too big to go in my butt! It will kill me. Please!"
Begging did her no good. The sound of her voice pleading with him only seemed to enflame him more. He held her hips and worked his cock back and forth along her ass crack. She felt his knob sliding wetly over her puckered anus. She shivered each time his cock head poked and skidded past her sphincter. She knew his cock would tear her apart.
He spread her buttocks and positioned his cock against her asshole. With one cruel shove, he forced his hard organ to the hilt in her ass. Pam screamed as his cock tunneled up her bowels, pushing aside her tender membrane and forcing its way heedlessly into her body. She felt as though a bull's cock was being driven into her. Pain spread through her flesh like fire. She gasped and bucked to escape him, but each move she made only seemed to drive his cock deeper into her ass.
"You have a nice ass," the Sergeant said, his fingers digging into her buttocks like vice-grips, pushing and pulling her body back and forth so his cock surged in and out of her ass like a piston. "I'm going to fuck you until you decide to tell me all about your Navy boy friend. And if my cock is not enough for you, I know hundreds of others that would be glad to help make you talk."
Pam could not explain the feeling of arousal that quickly replaced the pain as his cock thrust in and out of her ass. A burning glow spread through her entire body. Her nerves tingled with growing passion. Shame pounded in her breasts at the way she responded to his sadistic ravishment, yet she could not stop the exciting feeling spreading through her. Her body took on a life of its own, thrusting and forcing her hips back against him each time he plunged his cock forward. She felt the Sergeant's cock going deeper into her ass with each thrust.
The pain that mingled with her arousal was like a punishment giving her permission to enjoy what was happening to her. She felt her ass throbbing with lust. Her breasts tingled with perverse enjoyment. And despite her shame and humiliation, she wanted more. She wanted his cock fucking and screwing into her ass like a cruel demon.
The Sergeant did not disappoint her. He rammed his cock in and out of her ass like he was plunging a sword into her body. He grunted with each thrust and dug his fingers savagely into her buttocks. He raked his fingers over her thighs and dug into her pussy. She felt his nails scratching viciously over her clitoris. The feeling brought her so close to climax that she knew she would explode at any moment.
"I like your ass," he said, grunting and thrusting into her ass with every ounce of strength he possessed. "I'm going to fuck your brains out. Ummmph! Ummmmph! Ahhh... it feels so good fucking your ass and feeling my cock going all the way into you. Take that and that and that and that!" He moved inside her like an enraged bull, his balls slapping against her thighs with each stroke.
Pam arched her back and felt his cock stabbing into her ass like a huge snake. She felt her ass sucking at his cock mouth-like. The Sergeant began slapping her thighs and hips, his big hands smacking her tender flesh and making it sound like machine gun fire.
The closer the Sergeant came to orgasm, the harder he slapped her body. He slapped every inch of her flesh he could reach. He leaned over her and slapped her breasts back and forth until they felt like they were on fire with pain and perverse arousal. He whipped her legs until her thighs were covered with the red imprint of his hands. Every slap and every surge of pain freed Pam more and more to enjoy the awful thing that was happening to her.
Whack! Whack! She felt her knees buckling as he beat the outsides of her legs, but he held her up both with his hands and his cock as he continued to beat and fuck her at the same time. And then she felt his cum exploding into her ass as he reached a shuddering climax. His body heaved and spasmed. He began driving his cock in and out of her ass with unbelievable speed and savagery.
With his cock spurting hot cum into her ass, Pam felt her own climax erupting with equal intensity. She gripped his thighs behind her and forced her body back and forth, impaling herself again and again on his cock as hard as she could. Her nerves screamed with erupting pleasure. His cum filled her ass and dripped in thick gobs into her pussy.
"I'm cumming," she cried, horrified to realize she was reaching a climax by being fucked in the ass. Her orgasm gripped her with such intensity that she could not hold back her screams of pleasure. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried.
The Sergeant's cock churned in and out of her ass with long, hard strokes. Their climax locked them together in an obscene display of erupting flesh. Even after he had emptied his thick load into her ass, the Sergeant kept his cock moving back and forth. Pam felt like a vacuum sucked at her bowels. She didn't want the erotic feeling to stop. His cock felt so good reaming in and out of her ass.
It was only after the gripping intensity of her orgasm ended that Pam felt shame and humiliation for her wanton display. And with her shame returned her fear. She was a prisoner of the Turk Mudafaa Teskilati. And the worst thing was they thought she had information they wanted!