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A slave in space gets abused - Part 2


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[1] STORY: "Slave in Space" 2/4 (mf rape/violence)
[email protected] Sun, 6 Nov 1994 13:27:22 UTC lines



A story by: Kinara in Thorns

WARNING WARNING WARNING
The follow story contains torture, rape. If these
fantasies bother you, please DO NOT READ.
If you are under 18 years old, DO NOT READ!

This story is about a young female soldier who is captured by the
enemy and raped and tortured. It is in four parts.

part 2

"Now, my beauty..." he drawled, moving close to where she
stood chained. He brought a leather whip with him. "Perhaps you
could scream for us?"
Mara glared at the interrogator and looked away. The
interrogator holding the whip, reached out and snaked his hand
around Mara's thick short hair.
"Call me, master." he commanded her.
Mara laughed and tried to spit in his face, but her mouth
was too dry. The interrogator grinned and let go of her hair.
Then he raised the short whip up and brought it down over her
breasts with a resounding whap.
Mara's body jerked with the pain, but she bit her tongue and
did not cry out. She looked down and saw the red welts forming
over her chest. The interrogator brought the whip down
again...and again, watching as Mara's beautiful body thrashed
against the straining ropes that bound her. Still she did not
cry out.
"She is stubborn, this one..." the interrogator said to the
other beside him.
"Yah" he answered, the opening in his robe showing his fully
extended penis. His eyes never left Mara's body. It had been a
while since they had received any women prisoners.
"She will break before we let her go." the interrogator
said, then returned to face Mara. "Bochi, it will go easier on
you if you do not resist. I tell you now, you never will see
your home again. After we have broken you, you will be initiated
as a slave and branded. Then the soldiers are chosen by lottery
and you will service them one after the other. After we win this
war, you will come home with us and join a slave club to service
whomever wishes to pay..." he trailed off and began to whip her
again, great stinging blows all over her body. He attacked
between her open legs with such ferocity, Mara finally opened her
mouth and howled with the pain. Still the interrogator did not
stop. He continued to whip her jiggling breasts and her flat
stomach, watching as the tears began to flow down her lovely
face. He whipped her until finally the pain and exhaustion were
too much, and Mara slipped into the comforting dark.
"Unshackle her and bring her to XB50." the interrogator told
the other. He wiped the sweat off his face and watched as Mara's
limp body was carried to the machine and strapped in. When she
awoke, the fun would begin.
Mara awoke to a cacophony of pain, from the steady drumming
in her head to the high pitched wailing of her wounds. She found
herself lying on her naked stomach on a slab of cold metal. Her
arms and legs dangled off the sides of the slab, and were
strapped to the floor. Her head was leaning off the front of the
slab in a very uncomfortable position. She strained her neck up
to see what was going on around her.
The interrogator nudged the other. "She is aware again."
Mara saw that they had tied the kid in a standing position
with his arms above his head and his crotch only inches away from
her face. The interrogator came around and spoke:
"Excite the boy with your mouth and get him hard." he told
her. Then he pulled up Mara's head and shoved the kid so his
limp and bruised member mashed against Mara's lips. Mara did not
move.
"Do it or we will cut it off him and make you eat it." the
interrogator warned. Mara knew it was not an idle threat. She
slowly opened her mouth and took the boy's cock into it, careful
not to hurt him. Then she began to run her tongue around it very
gently, working up enough saliva to not be abrasive. The boy did
not respond to her gentle caresses, but whimpered in fear
instead. The interrogator cursed and pulled the boy away from
Mara. She laid her head back down to rest, but brought it back
up when the kid started to scream. At first Mara thought they
were castrating the poor kid, but when they moved out of the way
and brought him back to place, she saw that they had inserted a
tube up his cock so that it now stood almost erect. Again his
cock was pushed into Mara's face, and again she began to suck it,
feeling him tremble between her lips.
Mara was not aware of what the interrogator behind her was
doing until she felt cold metal nestle against the sphincter of
her exposed anus. She jumped with shock at the touch, but with
the boy's cock in her mouth, she could not turn her head to look.
The interrogator positioned the head of the metal penis over
Mara's anus, so that when he flipped the switch, it would plunge
into her ass at the right entrance. He liked this torture
machine the best because you could heat up the metal penis so
that it glowed red. He had killed many enemy soldiers with it,
searing their inner bowels and watching them writhe with agony.
With Mara, however, the machine would not be set to be lethal.
It would just plunge in and out of her ass hole, a mechanical
sodomy act, causing her great discomfort, and him pleasure at
seeing her raped in this fashion. With one flick, he turned the
machine on...

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