Army Brats
by Unknown


ONE 

Casey was elated as she dumped her luggage beside her bunk. After hearing 
about life in the marines all her life, she was finally going to be a part 
of it. 

She looked down the long row of bunk beds in the narrow barracks. 

Unlike normal trainees, she and half a dozen other young women were being 
brought into a platoon sized group that had already been in training for 
several weeks. She and the others, already knew enough of the beginning work 
from summer training they had undertaken before this. 

Casey herself had been a military cadet for almost eight years now, since 
she was ten. She hid the smug grin that threatened to come to her face at 
the thought of missing the beginning weeks of grueling training the others 
had been exposed to. 

She ran a hand through her short blonde hair. It had already been in a loose 
pageboy cut before the marine barber had cut it even shorter. She still 
thought it looked cute. After all, it wasn't nearly as short as the men got. 

She sorted through her gear and began to put it away before they were 
inspected. She and the other new girls were being scrutinized closely by the 
other young women in the barracks. She expected a certain degree of 
resentment towards them, but she figured it was worth it. 

The first day was loosely structured, and involved tours of the base, and 
women's compound, as well as instructions in the base rules and such. She 
knew tomorrow would be much more grueling, but looked forward to it. 

Her father was a marine officer and his father before him. Casey had grown 
up as a rough and tumble torn boy. Even well into her teen years, while 
other girls her age had turned exclusively to boys and fashions, Casey was 
still engaging in arm wrestling contests, and spending her days in sports 
and military practices. This had disappointed more than a few boys, whose 
interests were aroused by Casey's hourglass figure and pert, elfin face. 

In truth, she had come to be more and more interested in boys in other areas 
besides sports. Strange fantasies often overrode her thinking and lovers 
occupied her unwilling dreams. She tried to hide this though. It irked her 
that she had turned into a weak willed girl, all bumps and curves. 

Whenever she saw herself naked, she was exasperated by the confusion in her 
head between arousal and excitement at the smooth, shapely figure she 
possessed, and irritation at that self same form. 

The attentions of the boys infuriated her. She found it horribly 
embarrassing when they made remarks about her firm oversized breasts and 
tight, rounded behind. 

She tried to hide both underneath long, heavy sweaters, but few boys were 
fooled. She had accepted a few dates, out of curiosity and suppressed 
desires. They had usually ended in embarrassment and outrage as the boy slid 
a hand up under her skirt to touch her between the legs, or darted his hand 
under her sweater to squeeze her breasts. 

What was more, after she'd gone home, she would often catch herself 
imagining what would have happened had she allowed it, and thinking back 
wistfully to the feel of the electricity that shot through her body when a 
boys hand touched it. 

Anyway, she thought, she wouldn't have to worry about all that confusion 
here, that was one of the reasons she'd joined the Marines. And though he 
had discouraged her, Casey was sure her father was proud of her being 
accepted. 

She was leaning over her footlocker, carefully arranging her gear inside 
when a hand slid between her legs and squeezed her groin in a tight grip. 
She yelped and twisted away, falling forward across the footlocker. Harsh 
laughter erupted from around her. 

She scrambled angrily to her feet, only to be pushed backwards again, 
tumbling to the floor. 

"Who said you get could up pussy?" a nasty voice taunted. She looked up at a 
large black girl, at least six feet tall, standing at her feet. She was a 
year or two older than Casey. 

"You touch me again .and I'll report you!" Casey cried. 

A look of anger came over the girl's face. She seemed to turn away, then 
swiveled around, her booted foot lashed out and kicked Casey directly in the 
crotch. 

She gasped, and doubled over in pain, gripping herself. Several girls knelt 
around her. Casey's arms were pulled behind her and her upper body bent over 
backwards by someone's grip in her short hair. The black girl jumped down 
next to her and grinned nastily at her position. 

She reached forward and cupped Casey's right breast in her hand squeezing 
and twisting it sharply. Casey cried out and trembled against the pain. 

"You try reporting anything around her slut, and you'll be dead!" the girl 
hissed, giving her breast a final vicious twist before letting it go, and 
moving away. The other girls let her go as well, moving off with the black. 

A small brunette stepped around her and looked down with a nasty grin. 
"She's right honey. Karen runs this place and don't you forget it." Casey 
lay on the floor for several seconds holding her hurting breast in her hand 
and fighting down the tears struggling to erupt- 

A few minutes later, the sergeant came into the barracks for inspection, 
chewing out almost everyone for the quality of their cleaning or whatever. 
Casey didn't say anything. She knew the others were right about one thing, 
nobody liked a snitch, and she could expect worse trouble if she reported 
the incident. 

* * * 

Not long after dinner, they all went to bed, for an early day tomorrow. 
Casey slept soundly. Sleeping in a barracks wasn't new to her. She woke up 
once, hearing cries coming from somewhere, but they died down quickly and 
she fell asleep again. 

When she woke once more it wasn't because of sounds. She felt strange, and 
smelled something terrible. She sniffed, wrinkling her nose at the pungent 
aroma. She jerked her covers aside and found several rotten eggs had been 
dumped inside with her, she was covered with spoiled, syrupy egg yolks. 

She cursed, looking around the silent barracks, for the black girl, but not 
seeing her. She got out of bed, and yanked her covers off, replacing them 
with spares from her footlocker, then padded down the quiet row of beds to 
the showers. 

She muttered evil curses as she stripped out of her underwear and stepped 
into the shower. This was a part of things though, not at all unusual, and 
she figured, something she'd have to put up with for a couple of weeks at 
least. She ducked her head under the shower, to clear the last of the soap 
out. 

Suddenly an arm slid around her throat and she was jerked backwards out of 
the shower. She felt her body pulled tightly against another naked woman, as 
her right arm was pulled behind her and held painfully in place. 

Her eyes flew open and saw the same black girl as earlier, along with half a 
dozen other women, standing in a loose semi circle around her. 

She struggled against the girl holding her, but became aware quickly that 
the girl was much larger than her. Casey cursed her female weakness and 
short size. Even for a girl she was short, her head felt pillowed against 
the other girls breasts. 

"Hello pussy." Karen said with a smirk. 

"What do you want?" Casey gasped. 

"I want you sweetie." the girl leered. 

The arm around her neck tightened, pulling her half off the floor and 
strangling her as the black moved forward. Her lips came down on Casey's and 
mashed against her. Casey fought down nausea as the woman's tongue jabbed in 
between her gasping lips and into her mouth, twisting around there. 

Casey bit down on it, making the girl jump back with a cry. Casey struggled 
against the arms holding her, trying to break free. 

"You shouldn't have done that." a voice said next to her ear. 

The black kicked out again, right into Casey's groin. Casey grunted, as the 
nausea increased. The black girl stepped forward, and smashed her knee up 
into Casey's crotch, making the little blonde cry out in pain. Then stepped 
back and punched her full in the stomach. Once, twice, three times. 

"Turn her over!" Karen said angrily. 

Casey's was twisted around and forced to her knees, as another girl moved to 
help the one holding her. She was bent forward, her head held against a 
girls side, her arms locked way up behind her neck. 

She couldn't move at all. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, a thick 
dirty rag was shoved into her mouth, and tied in place. 

She was in a furious state of rage, struggling hopelessly against the arms 
holding her. She had never felt so utterly degraded and humiliated in her 
life, as the girls stood behind her making leering obscene remarks about her 
ass and lightly furred pussy slit. 

Then she heard a hiss, and a sudden explosion of pain erupted from her 
buttocks as a belt was brought down against them. She screamed into the rag 
as the belt whirred through the air and lashed down across her buttocks 
again. 

She heard the awesome crack of the belt, smashing into her wet ass cheeks as 
it hit. The sound merged with another explosion of raw, blinding hot pain 
from her buttocks. 

"You want to be a bad girl, we'll show you what happens." Karen taunted. The 
belt swished down again, and then again, and then again, lashing across her 
buttocks with unrelenting and vicious thoroughness. Her ass cheeks burned 
with fiery pain as Casey jerked forward with each blow. 

She felt a hand on her head, patting her as if in comfort as the cruel 
beating went on. She struggled against the buildup of tears in the corners 
of her eyes, determined that, despite the humiliation, and pain, she would 
not cry like some sissy girl. 

The repeated crack of the whip impacting on her buttocks filled the room 
every couple of seconds, until the black girl finally tired, and laid down 
the belt. 

Casey shuddered and bit down on the rag in her mouth. Her ribs rising and 
falling rapidly as she tried to cope with the pain. 

A hand in her hair jerked her head up as Karen squatted down in front of her 
and grinned smugly. 

"You starting to get the picture pussy. I run things around here, and the 
sooner you learn the better." 

She smacked Casey in the head and stood up, moving around to her rear again. 
She felt hands on her legs, forcing them apart, and then another hand cupped 
her pubic mound. 

She cursed into the rag, as the hand rubbed and squeezed her cunt-mound 
gently, then a single finger slid along the slit and pushed inside. Casey 
jerked against her holders in fear, as the finger twisted up into her virgin 
hole. 

Laughter sprang up all around her as the finger slid in and out. Casey felt 
her face redden in degradation and shame. Then she heard shouts of 
encouragement. 

She couldn't move her head around to see behind her but abruptly she felt a 
tremendous pressure, and a horrible pain at her crotch, as something large, 
and unrelenting was jammed against her tight, little pussy opening. 

It pushed harder, crushing her pussy lips, and shoving inside her. She 
twisted, and jerked against the hands holding her as burning pain erupted in 
her groin and then spread deep inside her belly. Hands gripped her hips, as 
the thing was thrust against her cuntal canal with brutal force. 

She felt her cuntlips spread and spread as the intruder smashed aside her 
cunt walls and drove down into her soft warm belly. Deeper and deeper it 
went, crashing through her tight cunt walls with hardly a pause, filling her 
cunt tube with its cold fullness. 

Casey could hold out no more, this final horror brought her to the edge of 
mental collapse, and tears rolled out of her eyes. 

She felt the thing tear in and out of her bleeding crotch, ripping a tunnel 
for itself. It drove deeper and deeper with each powerful lunge, until she 
felt the rounded head jam up against the back wall of her cunt tube. 

Still the thing jabbed in and out, crashing against her cervix repeatedly, 
bringing waves of shocking pain racing through the girl's body. 

"Like our cock blondie?" a voice taunted. 

The thing was pulled all the way back and Casey moaned in gratitude as it 
pulled free of her tormented love tunnel. Then her head was forced back and 
she looked directly into The black girls crotch. She was wearing a kind of 
halter, or strap, holding a long thick dildo between her legs. 

Casey gasped in horror to see the object of her defilement. It was at least 
ten inches long, and terribly wide. 

"Kiss my cock, slut girl!" Karen taunted. The dildo was shoved up against 
Casey's lips, and her gag pulled out. Casey opened her mouth to scream only 
to have the dildo ram forward into her mouth. She gagged on the horrible 
acid taste of the rubber cock, clamping her teeth down, to prevent it from 
going into her throat. 

"Suck the cock, slut girl!" said a voice. 

The dildo was yanked free and the gag reinserted as the girl moved around 
behind Casey again. She felt the hard rubber press against her slit, then a 
muffled shriek erupted from her gagged lips, as the dildo slid down into her 
cunt tube again. She felt it drive deeper and deeper, jamming against her 
cervix and still pressing harshly. 

The cock pulled out again, then slammed forward, crushing her tender cervix 
between the hard rubber and her pubic bone. Again the cock slid back, then 
raced in. This time she felt the harsh scratching of the girls pubic hair 
against her vaginal lips. 

"Almost there." she heard her grit. 

Then the cock hammered forward, crushing her cervix as the black girl 
crammed every last inch of rubber cock down into the teenager's tight little 
fuck tube. 

Casey could only weep in humiliation and pain, as the girls crowed with 
triumph at the sight. The black girls hands rubbed up and down Casey's 
tortured buttocks, squeezing and fondling them as she laughed in 
satisfaction. She pulled the cock back and then humped forward again. 

Now that she had broken the last resistance of the little blonde's cunt 
hole, she began to fuck into her with smooth regular motions. Her hips moved 
forward and back easily, sliding the thick fuck tool in and out of the 
bleeding hole with satisfied ease. 

She felt a strange tingling in the skin around the thrusting dildo. The 
feelings grew and spread down the length of her ravished cunt tube. The girl 
raping her slid her hands up Casey's thin sides and down under her chest, 
fastening on her thick, swaying breasts which were rocking in time to the 
back and forth jerking of Casey's body. 

"She sure has nice titties." the girl said. Her hands worked over Casey's 
tit mounds, squeezing them relentlessly, until they were aching bags of 
soreness mixed with a strange prickling heat. 

The warmth and tingling in Casey's loins increased. She felt a strange 
yearning, and a rushing flood of sexual heat and passion swarmed over her 
body, making her skin flush deeper red and staggering her with its 
intensity. Unconsciously her ass pushed back slightly to meet a forward 
thrust of the long, thick tuck tool. 

She groaned deep in her throat as the erotic carnal desires made her head 
throb and sent quivers of gasping delight shooting through her frame. 

Her hanging breasts seemed to swell and burn as the girl raping her kneaded 
and squashed them The fingers twisted and massaged the vulnerable little 
nipples, sending explosions of lust into the little blonde that made her 
whole body tremble. 

She gasped in horror and delight as the already erect nubs seemed to harden 
and lengthen. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, forcing the 
torn girl to wear soft girlish silks under her sweaters and sweatshirts lest 
she excite herself and bring on horrible fantasies about the boys sitting 
around her in class. 

Her ass jerked repeatedly as the dildo drilled her pussy. Hot fuck-milk 
gushed into her penetrated hole. The girls watched in delight as the thick 
girl-fucker emerged from the tight, little blonde furhole coated in thick 
gooey sex juice. 

Casey cringed in embarrassment, but her humiliation was beginning to be 
pushed aside by the growing lust engulfing her hapless body. Then her body 
seemed to undulate and quiver as an explosion of fiery sexual gratification 
blasted through her convulsing frame. 

The gag was torn from her face and a damp pussy pushed against her. "Suck my 
cunt you little slut!" someone yelled. 

The girl kneeling before her, shoved her crotch forward, grinding her pubic 
mound against Casey's jaw. Casey opened her mouth, and tentatively thrust 
her tongue forward. She tasted the sweet juices from the girl's pussy and 
began lapping them up. 

The girl grabbed her hair and mashed her groin into Casey's face, demanding 
she suck harder. Casey slurped and suckled at the oozing slithole, her 
tongue dipping in as deep as it would go, lapping and twisting in the girl's 
pussy mouth. 

She pulled her tongue out and rasped it over the aroused clitty, bringing a 
moan of pleasure from the girl. Casey wiped and ground her tongue over and 
over against the sensitive little fold of flesh, rubbing and caressing. 

She closed her lips over the clitty as tight as she could, and then hummmed 
deeply. The girl yelped and jerked against Casey's face as her clitty 
vibrated in time to Casey's mouth. 

Then she came, grunting and twitching as her cunt flared with orgasmic 
passion, and her clitty sizzled with delight inside the blonde girl's mouth. 

She fell backwards, and another girl took her place, jamming her cunt 
demandingly into Casey's face. Casey groaned in pleasure as the dildo raced 
back and forth in her own pussy, and shoved her tongue forward. 

Her mind soared through elation and joy as she orgasmed repeatedly. Her 
tongue, stuffed deep in a little brunettes pussy, vibrated like a propeller, 
sending the girl shivering into her own cum as her furry slit rubbed over 
Casey's face. 

Casey felt utterly bewildered and confused as the last spasms trembled 
through her body. She had never felt anything like that before, had never 
felt such pleasure. Yet it had come in a horrible, humiliating pain filled 
episode among these nasty girls. The girl in front of her sighed and moved 
away. 

"It's your turn Robin." Karen said. 

"Not me." said the voice of one of the girl's holding Casey. 

There was a silence in the room. 

"Why not," one of the other girls demanded angrily. 

"Because I don't fuckin want to! She ain't my type." 

"All right!" the voice said defiantly. 

The cock was withdrawn and she was allowed to fall forward onto her belly. 
She lay there sobbing and panting from the pain and exertion, her body 
covered in sweat, her face in cunt juices. 

"Doesn't she look happy." a voice jeered. 

"She gives good head." another commented. 

A hand gripped her hair and pulled her puffy face up from the floor as Karen 
squatted next to her. 

"Remember blondie, you say anything and you're in deep shit." she 
threatened. 

She stood up then kicked Casey in the side, bringing a cry of pain from the 
girl, then she laughed and they all walked away. 

Casey saw one, a tall brunette, looking back with a look of apology and 
regret on her face. 

Casey lay there for a long time catching her breath and recovering from her 
horrible experience, before dragging herself up off the floor and staggering 
back into the shower. She stood there in bewilderment, astonished and 
confused at her own lewdness and her body's wanton behavior. 

In all her seventeen years, almost eighteen, she reminded herself, she had 
never felt her body so aroused and excited. She groaned, and let the water 
pour down on her, washing the cum, and sweat off her body. Her crotch and 
ass stung wherever the water touched. 

She thought back to her only previous sexual experience. It had happened 
only last year, and it had frightened her with it's intensity. It hadn't 
been a boy who had taken her cherry, no, nor for that matter had it been a 
girl. 

TWO 

The person who had introduced Casey into the world of sexual passion had 
been her Aunt Ruth. 

Ruth was a lesbian, a woman who Casey had admired greatly. 

Ruth had been unable to control her baser instincts around her niece when 
she had come for a visit. 

Aunt Ruth had shared her bedroom during her stay. Casey, still the tomboy, 
had been eager to learn all about her sophisticated Aunt's life. Aunt Ruth 
had been all over the world. She was a Captain in the Air force, and had 
traveled extensively. 

If her language, and somewhat vulgar jokes and remarks offended her parents 
at times, they only made the woman more fascinating to Casey, who reckoned 
herself as a cool and tough girl. She had heard that kind of thing before 
anyway, heard it every day at school. It was weird hearing an adult talk 
like that, but it hadn't bothered Casey. 

Aunt Ruth had liked to sleep in the nude. So did Casey in fact, but she had 
worn a pair of pajamas for the first couple of days that Ruth had shared her 
bedroom. She had been intensely interested though, when Ruth had disrobed 
each night before bed. 

The naked body of the woman had excited Casey for some reason. Aunt Ruth was 
so beautiful, and, in the way of most young teenage girls, she thought of 
herself as gawky and plain. 

Ruth had taken several minutes after stripping to arrange her clothes in the 
closets, and do other things before going to bed. Casey hadn't known at the 
time that that was deliberate. After the second day, she had decided that 
she too could sleep in the raw. 

She had watched discretely as Ruth had stripped off and then wandered around 
doing this and that. After Ruth had finally gotten into bed, Casey had 
yawned and put her book down. She got up from her desk and with careful 
nonchalance, had proceeded to take her own clothes off. 

The first two days she had changed in the bathroom. Tonight she simply took 
her clothes off right by her bed, while Ruth pretended to ignore her and 
examine a magazine. 

Her entire body had tingled as she had gotten down to her underwear. She had 
to force herself to unsnap her bra and pull it off. She had chickened out at 
the last minute, and turned her back to Ruth as she did it though. 

She then slipped her bikini panties down her legs. When she had bent over to 
slip them off, she had almost fallen down while trying to keep her legs as 
tightly closed as possible. 

She had placed them on her desk, her hands shaking slightly. She fiddled 
with nothings at her desk, keeping her back turned to Ruth, wondering if her 
Aunt was staring at her small, shapely buttocks, then finally managed to get 
up the courage to turn around and move to her bed. 

Turning around exposed her front to Ruth, which sent her pulse racing even 
higher. She hadn't been able to tell if the woman was watching her, so 
intent was she on avoiding her Aunt's eyes. She had had to stop herself from 
racing to her bed and jumping in. Instead she had casually walked to bed, 
pulled up the covers and got in. 

She hadn't of course known how flushed her skin was, nor how much of a 
giveaway her stiffly erect nipples were to the older woman. 

Ruth had indeed taken very careful note of her niece's nudity. She watched 
from the side of her eyes as Casey had fiddled at her desk. Her eyes opening 
wider and her head turning, when the girl had leaned forward once, exposing 
her slight pink slit to view. 

It had been almost like a game for Casey. To strip and show off her body 
before bed. For several nights running, she too had found a number of things 
to occupy her attention between undressing and bed. She had gotten less 
inhibited and more bold each night. 

One night she had stood before the full length mirror, her hands behind her 
head, posing. She had brought her hands up behind her head and leaned back 
slightly, causing her breasts to jut out. 

Though it was hard for her to admit to herself, she felt she looked just as 
good as the girl in the mens magazine she had seen in this very same pose 
the other night. She had lifted the magazine from the bottom of one of her 
Dad's drawers, intrigued by the pictures between the covers. 

She batted her eyes at the mirror and pouted her lips in what she thought 
was a vampish way. She heard the floorboards creek at the same time as the 
voice spoke up. "MMmmmmmmmhhhh 

Sexyyyyyyy!" 

She had jumped in surprise at the sound of Ruth's voice, trying to cover her 
nudity with all too thin arms and hands. Even as the embarrassment at being 
found in this manner rose to flush her skin red, her belly felt another kind 
of heat at Ruth's sudden entry. 

She tried to reach for a blanket, as Ruth sauntered towards her. "Oh stop 
that! I've seen you before remember!" Ruth snorted, coming over beside her. 

"Stand up for your body girl! Don't cower and hide as if it was something 
shameful you didn't want anyone to see!" 

Self consciously, Casey had straightened up, pulling her arm away from her 
chest and her hand off her pubic mound. Ruth was standing beside her and she 
reached over and grabbed Casey's shoulder, pulling her up straighten 

"Well, kid? What do you think of the ol' bod?" Think it'll bring the boys 
running?" 

Casey stammered a little, her face still red. "I was just comparing myself 
to a pose I saw in one of my Dad's magazines." She braced herself, 
straightening her shoulders and throwing out her chest. She turned and faced 
Ruth. 

"What do you think Aunt Ruth?" Do you think I'm pretty?" Ruth had looked at 
her with a strange expression. "Are you kidding? god, I should look half as 
good as you." 

Casey stared at her in disbelief. "Come on 

Aunt Ruth! You're way prettier than me!" 

"Ha!" 

"You are!" 

"Oh I'm Okay." 

"I wish I had a body like yours." 

"Look Casey. You have a terrific body and a gorgeous face. What more could 
you want?" 

"You don't think I'm too skinny?" she asked, turning toward the mirror 
again. 

Ruth rolled her eyes and then pulled the t-shirt nightie she was wearing up 
and off. 

She was sleek and naked underneath. Casey made as if to step back, but Ruth 
put her arm around her and drew her close beside her before the mirror. 
Almost against her will, Casey's eyes went to the mirror and looked 
admiringly at the older woman's body. 

She noted again, the high firmness of her aunt's breasts, and the delicate, 
graceful tapering of her legs. Her breasts were larger than Casey's and her 
hips were a touch wider, but who was perfect?" 

Ruth had pulled her in front of herself and brought her arms around her 
waist. What is wrong with this?" she demanded. Suddenly her hands slid up 
and cupped Casey's young breasts in her hands. What's wrong with these?" 

Casey was startled by the intimate contact. Her Aunt's fingers held firmly 
to the incredibly tender skin on her breasts. 

For the first time, she became aware of Ruth's own breasts, pressing firmly 
into her back. She felt the slight ticklishness of Ruth's pubic hair 
touching her buttocks. Involuntarily, her breasts began to swell and her 
nipples to harden. Ruth noticed right away. 

"Aha! Now you see the way to make them even better looking!" she laughed. 
Casey drew in her breath suddenly as Ruth gently, but firmly squeezed both 
her breasts several times. Her face turned crimson again, and she tried to 
pull away from the close embrace. 

Her movements though, were suddenly shaky and weak. She felt like her pubic 
hair was stiffening and crackling with electricity, bringing an itch to her 
pussy. Then she felt Ruth's lips on the side of her neck where it joined her 
shoulders. Ruth bit softly at the flesh, sucking it into her mouth, and 
Casey could not suppress a moan of intense excitement and pleasure. 

Ruth's body was aroused also, and Casey could feel the stiff nipples, like 
two sharp points, pressing into her skin. Ruth kneaded and squeezed her 
breasts, tweaking and pinching the now hard little nipples. Abruptly she was 
swung around to face her Aunt. 

She looked deep into those stunning green eyes, noting with alarm, the 
intensity of desire in them for her. Then Ruth leaned forward, kissing 
Casey's lips gently, then more forcefully. Casey felt her Aunt's tongue slip 
past her lips and join her own tongue, slipping and sliding over it as their 
lips mashed together. 

Casey had been stunned by the sudden acts. Her mind was dizzy from the 
sensations Ruth was bringing out from her breasts, and the deep hot feeling 
that was burning in her belly. She didn't know what to do. She knew 
virtually nothing about sex. She had heard of girls doing it together, but 
couldn't imagine how. 

She had done nothing to resist as her Aunt caressed the skin of her back 
with her soft fingers, then slid them further down, and cupped her buttocks 
firmly. She felt the sensitive skin come alive under her Aunt's gentle 
fondling, then gasped as Ruth's hand rubbed deep into the cleavage between 
her ass cheeks and down between her legs to cup her pubic mound. 

She tried to protest weakly, but Ruth's mouth was over her own. The hand 
shot a burst of hot fire up into her belly, and Casey unconsciously pushed 
back against it, seeking more. Ruth slid her hand up and down her ass crack, 
traveling deep between her legs on the downward journey, and rubbing over 
her tender hot slit. 

Casey could feel Ruth's tits crushing her own, the nipples of the older 
woman rubbing against her own erect buds. The fire in her belly roared 
higher and higher, sending waves of pleasure roaring through her brain, and 
making her vision blur with multi colored lights. 

She leaned back against the edge of a bureau, and Ruth suddenly dropped to 
her knees in front of her. She forced Casey's shaky legs apart and pushed 
her face up against the soft furry mound of her pubis. 

Casey moaned, as Ruth brought her tongue up onto the skin of her groin, 
licking up alongside her cunt slit. Ruth ran her tongue all around the slit 
over and over, and then suddenly, she shot it right into the middle of the 
slick oily cunt slit. 

"UUUUUHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHH!! " 

Casey grabbed Ruth's head in both hands for support as her body arched 
backwards. Her pelvis thrust forward, humping against her Aunt's face as 
thumping, throbbing waves of orgasm shot through her body. She shuddered 
under the impact and would have fallen if not for Ruth's hands firm hold on 
her thighs. Ruth brought her tongue against her clit and licked against it, 
drawing a shaken sigh from Casey. 

Over and over, Casey gasped with pleasure as her Aunt's tongue slid across 
the delicate fold of flesh. Casey shivered and swayed helplessly as a 
powerful buildup of sexual tension began to churn through her body. 

When Ruth had grabbed her clit between her lips and sucked tightly, 
furiously, Casey had jerked and shivered through an even higher orgasm. She 
had thrown back her head and grunted mindlessly as she came over and over 
again. 

Then she remembered sliding down to the rug, her legs collapsing and folding 
under her. She found she was on top of Ruth, her weak body splayed over the 
woman. Ruth held her head between her hands and raised it up, staring into 
her astonished eyes. 

She had brought Casey's face down to her own and they had kissed deeply. 
Casey had emulated her by running her own tongue into Ruth's mouth. When 
Ruth had pushed Casey downward, she had kissed and licked at her Aunt's 
neck, shoulders, and then dropped her mouth to suckle and chew on the 
woman's breasts and nipples. 

She bit and sucked and licked desperately at the hardened pebbly nipples, 
wanting to return the pleasure to her Aunt that she had received. Ruth 
grabbed her hand and brought it down to the soft fold of brown hair between 
her legs. 

Casey slid her hand over the pubic hair and over the delicate erect clitty. 
She rubbed up and down on her Aunt's cunt, drawing sighs and gasps from 
Ruth. She could feel the slick slit outlined beneath the damp hair and ran a 
finger along the crack. 

She pushed against the opening and her finger slid softly into Ruth's body. 
She could feel the soft tight walls of Ruth's vagina gripping her finger as 
she pushed it deeper. When her knuckles were flat against the lips, she 
wiggled her finger around in the tight tunnel, marveling at the strange 
feeling it aroused in her. 

She slid the finger out and then pushed two, then three into the crack. She 
began pumping the fingers in and out of Ruth's slit, making sure to rub 
against the clit at each stroke. Ruth was shoving her groin up to meet each 
downstroke and making soft whimpering noises underneath her. 

Her eyes had rolled back in her head and her lids were almost shut. "OH GOD! 
OOHH YESSS! OOO OOH OOOOOOOGHHH 

UUUUUUNNH! C.. . Caseyeee!! ! " Ruth was shaking in orgasm, her body humping 
against Casey's fingers. 

She grabbed Casey and pulled her to the rug, rolling on top. The two kissed 
deeply, running their hands over each other's bodies, both awash in the 
sensations of lovemaking. Ruth slid down her body, her hands fixed firmly on 
her sweating pulsating breasts, and then pushed her face into her groin. 

She sucked and bit on the clit as her hands pawed Casey's tits. In seconds 
she had brought Casey to another immense orgasm that send her into writhing 
spasms of uncontrollable contortions. She turned Casey over onto her belly, 
then pulled her up to her knees. 

Casey had been almost completely unaware of what was going on, and too weak 
to resist. Her face was flat on the floor, all but covered in stringy sweaty 
hair. Ruth had pulled her up into her lap and slid her hand down over her 
upturned ass cheeks and into her tight wet crotch. 

Casey had felt her palm squeezing her hot slit for a second, and then Aunt 
Ruth's middle finger had slid up into her drooling pussy hole. Casey moaned 
as the finger sliced apart the walls of her virgin cunt slit and pushed deep 
into her body. 

Ruth began fucking her, adding two more fingers and sliding them in and out 
of the oily hole. Casey had cried for her to stop, dazed by the bolts of 
heat and fire that shot into her brain each time Ruth rammed her fingers 
into her groin, and hurting form the strain of the digits embedded in her 
tight cunt. 

The fingers had alternated their speed, first sliding the fingers slowly in 
and out of the entrance, not going deep, the pumping the digits in and out 
rapidly, and deeply, jerking Casey's body back and forth as she reacted to 
the stimuli. 

Casey came again, the climax sending the blood pounding into her head, 
driving all coherent thought from her as she rode the sensations. Her ass 
rammed back against her Aunt's plunging fingers trying to force more and 
more of them into her cunthole. Ruth had suddenly dropped her and ran over 
to the corner, leaving her humping and whimpering on the rug. 

Her groin twitched and tingled as her climax began to subside. Ruth jumped 
down onto the floor next to her again. Casey had looked up dazedly to see 
her Aunt strapping on some kind of a strange panty set, wondering at the 
long thick thing that stood straight out from the middle of her crotch. 

She rolled Casey over onto her back, and pulled her legs up into the air, 
pushing them back and folding them against Casey's chest. Casey did not 
resist as she felt herself bent forcefully, her back arched as her ankles 
were forced backwards to her head by Ruth's insistent pressure. Ruth 
positioned herself in front of Casey's up-thrust ass cheeks and positioned 
the fat thing at the entrance of Casey's slit. 

She began to put pressure on the tightly closed slit. The rounded head of 
the instrument forced the slick pubic lips back further and further. Casey 
remembered how she groaned as the pain mounted and she tried weakly to jerk 
away from it, not really even knowing what was happening. Ruth had kept up a 
continuous pressure, forcing the thing down into Casey's body. 

Casey had watched almost fascinated as inch after inch disappeared into the 
tight, sucking depths of her oily pink cunt. Casey shuddered against her 
Aunt, jerking and twitching as inch after inch slid into her guts. She felt 
a sudden sharp pain from within herself, and her arms and hands flailed 
around uselessly, slapping at the carpet. 

At last, she felt the touch of Ruth's pubic hairs on her own crotch and knew 
she had forced the whole thing down into her body. Slowly Ruth began to pull 
her hips back, pulling the cock thin up out of the depths of Casey's crotch 
hole. She could see her cunt lips pulled outward and clutching tightly at 
the thing as it slid out. 

When only the head was still inside, Ruth pushed her legs out and let her 
whole weight drop down onto Casey. Casey gasped and cried out in pain as the 
monster thing rammed down into her belly. 

Ruth began to pump her hips in and out. slowly at first, then picking up 
speed. She used long deep strokes, fucking Casey brutally. Casey's ankles 
were up on her shoulders and she could feel them slapping up and down as 
they bounced with the impact of Ruth's harsh fucking. 

Casey threw her head back, making gargling moans and grunts. She had never 
experienced feelings and sensations like this before. Her guts felt like 
they were torn apart inside her and her cunt felt split open. She had this 
tremendous feeling of FULLNESS each time Ruth sank that thing down into her. 

She could feel her cunt walls surrounding and gripping the fucking tube, and 
her mind was drowned in successive bursts of fiery crackling sex heat. Her 
whole groin felt swollen and pulpy from the fucking. She came again, and 
again, and again. 

Ruth pulled the thing out, and Casey rolled shuddering onto her belly, her 
hands trying to go down to her groin. She felt her belly pulled up by her 
Aunt, and her knees pushed under, supporting her ass in the air. Ruth was 
behind her, and then she felt the thing thrusting back inside her cunt. 

Casey groaned and shuddered once more. Her face rubbed back and forth on the 
rug as her Aunt fucked her cunt from behind. Ruth grabbed her hips and began 
pulling her ass back against the thing as she thrust forward. 

She rode a dazed helpless Casey to another climax. She leaned forward and 
clutched Casey's breasts where they were rubbing on the carpet. She squeezed 
them unmercifully as she came with a tremendous bang, ramming the thing far 
up into Casey's cunthole and sending her into another gasping shuddering 
climax. 

Casey lay soaking in the shower, thinking of that beautiful experience with 
her Aunt. She had been trying to forget it for the last year, trying to 
pretend she hadn't had such a powerful, and perverted sexual experience with 
a woman. But now, she was forced to admit her own sickness. 

Even being raped, her body had responded to the other girls so easily, so 
completely, that she wondered if she wasn't doomed to a life of lesbianism. 

She discounted her thoughts about boys in light of her bodies obvious 
inclinations in the other direction. 

What would happen, she wondered, when the Corps found out about her? She 
went back to her bunk in a state of misery and fear. 

THREE 

The next morning was spent in a daze. Everything she did was off, as her 
mind kept flashing back to yesterday night. Finally she was called over by 
the sergeant and balled out for screwing up yet again. She felt frustrated 
and angry at her own incompetence and inability to explain her faults. 

Suddenly a girl stepped over to her, the tall brunette she remembered from 
the other night, who'd looked kindly. 

"Look kid, just forget it all right." she said, "It's no good worrying on 
it. Karen runs things here. As long as you don't cross her again you'll 
probably be okay." 

She recognized the voice as well, as belonging to the girl named Robin, who 
had refused to rape her. She said nothing, keeping her eyes downward. 

"Look, want me to help you with your shooting?" Robin asked. 

"Come on Casey, the sergeants gonna kill you if you don't do something right 
today." she grinned. 

Casey's desperation for a kind face, overrode her embarrassment -and anger 
over what the brunette had helped do to her the other night and the two 
practiced their shooting together. 

Casey was actually better than Robin and helped her some. The two ate 
together as well, and Casey had almost managed to put the other night behind 
her when Karen appeared next to her seat, and ran her tongue over her lips 
lewdly. 

As evening approached, she felt more and more afraid of what the night would 
hold in store. Her breasts and groin were still sore and her mind numbed by 
her body's betrayal. She was afraid of what her body would force her to do 
if she was attacked again, the continued leers and taunts of the girls all 
day had left her in a miserable desperate mood. 

She put down her broom, she had been sweeping the barracks, and went next 
door to the sergeants office. The sergeant was going over some paperwork at 
her desk as Casey walked in. The first few buttons of her top were 
unbuttoned, revealing the voluptuous body beneath. 

"What is it Donovan?" the woman asked abruptly as Casey stood at attention 
next to her desk. 

"I,. .I.. .H.. .Have a complain't Maam!, I mean Sergeant!" Casey stuttered. 

The sergeants eyes narrowed. 

"Oh you do, do you?" she grunted. 

"Yes Sergeant!". 

"Well spit it out Marine!" 

Casey proceeded to haltingly describe what had happened to her the other 
night, leaving out, of course, her own reactions. The sergeant stared at 
Casey unspeaking as she revealed the attack, now and then nodding at her to 
continue. 

When she had finished, Casey stood there, face red, waiting for a response. 
Instead the sergeant stood up and walked around the desk to her. 

"Come with me." she ordered. 

Casey followed her out the door, and down the manicured walkway to the 
Lieutenants office. 

Dread gripped her as the passed several of her attackers, who stared at 
Casey with angry eyes. 

The sergeant knocked and was ordered in by a rough deep voice. 

She opened the door and motioned Casey inside. 

The lieutenant was standing by the window as the two walked stiffly in and 
stood at attention near her desk. 

She looked at the two carefully, then walked over next to them. 

The lieutenant was about ten years or so younger than the sergeant, perhaps 
twenty five or so. She had a pleasant heart shaped face, with short 
carefully cut brown hair, not unlike Casey's. 

"Well Sergeant Cummings, what is it?" 

"This marine has a complain't Lieutenant Michaels Maam." 

The sergeant described Casey's complain't and then ordered her to describe 
it again. Casey groaned inwardly and then embarrassedly told her story 
again. 

The lieutenant stopped her at several points, ordering her to expand on some 
description or other, which embarrassed the poor little teenager even more. 

"What kind of belt did they use on you?" she asked. 

When Casey confessed that she didn't really remember the lieutenant ordered 
her to strip. Casey gulped and stared at the woman, then at the sergeant. 

"Well come on girl." she said with a frown," I want to see what marks were 
left from this alleged beating." Casey slowly unzipped the green overalls 
she was wearing, and pulled it to the ground. 

She stepped out of it then looked at the women, hoping that would be good 
enough. 

"The rest girl!" the sergeant barked. Casey undipped her thick, marine issue 
bra, then slid her panties over her hips and down her legs, to stand naked. 
Her body flushed in embarrassment as she stood nude, before the two older, 
fully clothed women, who studied her body closely. 

The lieutenant walked around her and Casey jumped as she felt her warm hands 
slide over her rounded buttock. 

"Hmmmm,. . . I do see marks here. Sergeant. What does this look like to 
you?" The two of them stood behind Casey studying her behind, and the slight 
discolored marks left by the belt. 

"Phhhaaaaa,. . .She probably got that by falling down or something." the 
sergeant said dismissingly. 

"She says they raped her with a dildo too." Michaels said. 

"Bend forward girl and spread your legs." 

Casey grit her teeth against the embarrassment and complied. 

She jerked slightly as she felt a finger slide along her tightly closed 
slit, and flick over her clitty. 

"I don't see any damage here." the Lieutenant said. 

She walked around in front of the girl and motioned her erect. 

"Frankly, I don't believe you private Donovan." she glared. 

"I think you're just a lazy troublemaker, trying to get special attention." 

"B.. .but Maam.. . ! " 

"Speak when you're told Marine!" the sergeant roared, shutting her up. 

"Now look Donovan." the lieutenant put her face right next to Casey's," 
There's enough goddamned talk of lesbians in the services without this kind 
of shit. Every time one of us, "she motioned to Sergeant Cummings and 
herself, "turns down some horny guy, they whisper that we marine women are 
all dykes and queers." 

"If you mention this again, without evidence or witnesses, to back it up, 
I'll see you spend the next five years of your enlistment in the stockade!" 

"Do you understand me! ? " she demanded. "Casey trembled and then nodded 
disheartened. 

* * * 

That evening was like a nightmare to Casey. Every movement and noise made 
her jump as the hours counted down to lights out. Finally the sergeant 
ordered everyone undressed with the ten minute warning before lights out. 
Casey undressed to her underwear, then got carefully into bed, eyeing the 
girls she recognized from the other night carefully. 

The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Casey's eyes remained 
wide open, determined to stay awake all night if necessary. She clutched her 
covers against her as the silence filled her with dread. 

She gasped as shadows appeared above her. A hand shot down and covered her 
mouth as her limbs were seized in several strong grips and she was yanked 
out of the bed. She struggled and screamed into the gloved hand over her 
mouth as she was carried into the middle of the room. 

Suddenly the lights went on. She saw that almost all the girls in the 
barracks were sitting upright in their beds, watching. She almost groaned in 
relief, but it was short-lived. 

"This little bitch is a troublemaker!" Karen yelled. There was a chorus of 
agreement from the other girls around them. 

"We're gonna show the little bitch what happens when somebody goes to the 
Sergeant and Lieutenant about us, and makes us look bad." 

A dirty rag was shoved into Casey's mouth and her wrists were pulled up 
above her, as she was pushed against a thin wooden pillar in the middle of 
the room. 

Her clothes were torn off her, first her top, revealing her high, full 
breasts, then her panties, pulled slowly down her legs to reveal her sparse 
muff. 

The other girls laughed and taunted her, yelling abuse and obscene comments, 
many of which evoked laughter and agreement. 

A large breasted brunette was fooling around with something above her head, 
and Casey soon felt tight bindings fastened around her wrists. As the girls 
holding her wrists high let go, she jerked resignedly against the bindings, 
which held her arms high above her head so she was almost on her toes. 

One of the girls, a tall blonde, put her hand on Casey's back to push her 
chest out, which was greeted by laughter and more comments about Casey's 
breasts. She twirled the captive teen around so the room could see her 
rounded buttocks, and then turned her again, as the room laughed and cackled 
in laughter. Casey was horrified at her obscene position. 

Though some of the girls seemed quiet, and unhappy, at least half were 
yelling raucously, and crowing with laughter. 

"Show the little whore!! " they cried. Karen leaned forward and lowered her 
face quickly, her lips engulfing Casey's left nipple, and her mouth sucking 
voraciously. 

The room erupted in laughter, which heightened when the black girl bit down 
viciously, sending Casey into a squirming fit of desperation as she tried to 
pull her stinging nipple away from the sharp teeth. 

Tears began to dribble out of the blonde teenagers eyes as she collapsed 
inwardly from the humiliation and hopelessness of the predicament. This was 
quickly noticed and caused further delight amongst the crowd of girls. 

"Turn her around and lets give her something to really cry about." 

There was a chorus of agreement and Casey was once again turned toward the 
pillar. The tight bindings bit into her skin and were cutting off 
circulation to her hands as they held her helpless against their attentions. 
Then she heard the crowing and laughing die down. 

Suddenly a kind of swishing sound filled the air. Just as Casey recognized 
it from the previous night, a loud crack echoed throughout the room as a 
thin, but heavy belt smashed against her back. Casey screamed into the rag, 
as the belt slashed down over and over again. 

There were few other sounds in the barracks as the other girls watched in 
awe. The belt arced down against the smooth white skin of the little blonde, 
snapping viciously down against Casey's back, shoulders, and buttocks, 
leaving red welts, and screaming hot pain in their wake. 

She shuddered and trembled with each blow, her body smashing against the 
pillar repeatedly. Splinters from the rough wood dug into the tender flesh 
of her stomach and breasts, while tears streamed down her face. 

Some of the blows were so harsh the teenager was driven off her feet, to 
hang helplessly by her wrists for several seconds. Her back was already so 
inflamed by pain that new blows hardly mattered for more than a second or 
two. 

By the time Karen gave the order to stop, Casey was hanging by her wrists, 
her agonized body no longer able to support her weight as the blows rained 
down against her. Her back and buttocks were red with crisscrossing red 
welts where the belt had landed. 

Karen moved next to her and grasped a handful of short yellow hair between 
her black fingers. Casey groaned almost unconsciously as her head was jerked 
backwards. 

"You learned your lesson cunt pad?" she hissed. Casey could only moan 
unintelligibly through her pain and the gag. 

"I don't think she has." Karen said to the room. 

She stood back and took the belt from the brunette holding it. THWACK! The 
belt slashed down against Casey's right buttock, sending her hip crashing 
into the pillar again. 

CRACK! Many of the girls flinched as the force of the blow on her back 
smashed Casey forward again. 

"Turn the little slut around!" Karen ordered. The brunette and a slim 
redhead, quickly moved the dazed girl so her back was against the pillar. 

Her wrists were crossed far above her head and small drops of blood could be 
seen trickling from under the ropes that held her there. THWAACCKKK!! 

Several girls gasped as the belt slashed down across the middle of Casey's 
left breast. It seemed to separate the meaty pillow in two for an instant, 
then as it withdrew, the breast bounced and jiggled as a dark angry red line 
appeared directly across the center. 

Casey's brain reeled under this new pain. Her body was flung backward, her 
tailbone smashing into the pillar with bruising impact. 

THWACKK!. . . THWACK!. . . . THWACKKK! 

The belt cracked down against Casey's tender, rounded meat orbs, leaving 
them bruised, and reddened, with horrible red welts. 

"Spread her legs apart." Karen said. 

The two girls eagerly complied, each pulling aside one of the girl's wobbly 
weakened limbs, opening up her groin. 

Casey was practically unconscious by now, as Karen slid the belt back, then 
lashed it forward at a side angle. The belt slashed upward directly into 
Casey's crotch, impacting with a loud dull thud against the girl's furry 
slit mound. 

Even through the gag every girl in the room heard the horrible agonized cry 
as Casey was thrown backwards and up off her feet by the brutal blow. 

Karen and several others grinned, while most of the girls cringed. Karen 
slammed the belt up again, then again. Each time sending the dazed girl into 
a twitching jerking dance of agony and pain. 

Finally Karen stopped. The blonde was in a stupor, almost hanging completely 
by her wrists. A girl stepped forward and waved smelling salts beneath her 
nose, making Casey jerk her head back quickly. 

"Since the little slut doesn't like getting it up the cunt, we're gonna show 
her another way to have fun." Karen called out. Karen stripped and donned 
the big dildo harness, then walked toward Casey. The dildo was pointed 
upward, and bounced slightly as the black girl moved behind her. 

Casey's body was pushed outward, her beaten breasts thrusting up and to the 
sides as Karen slid her hands over them. Karen's fingers fondled Casey's 
breasts, squeezing and kneading the aching flesh not unkindly. Her hands 
slid downward across Casey's belly and down into the V of her crotch, to cup 
her pubic mound. 

A single finger slid up inside the girl, sending her ass jerking backwards. 
Casey felt the hardened length of the dildo running up between her buttocks 
as it lay up between the two girls. Karen's hand slid around her right thigh 
and lifted her leg sideways and up off the floor. 

"Lets see how you like this bitch." she cackled. 

Casey groaned in fresh pain as he rounded head of the dildo pushed against 
her crinkled little anal opening with greater and greater force. Lubricated 
by her sweat the slippery rubber shoved aside Casey's sphincter and thrust 
far up into the defenseless girl's asshole. 

Karen humped her body forward, driving the rubber cock higher and deeper 
into the defenseless girl's anus. Casey felt the rigid rubber going far up 
into her guts, then ramming against the end of her ass tube insistently. 

She cried anew, and whimpered pitiful small noises into the gag, as the cock 
rammed up against her guts again and again. Finally she felt the crinkly 
hairs of Karen's pussy against her ass cheeks as the dildo was driven all 
the way up inside her belly. 

"You got it all little slut!" Karen hissed, lunging forward again, to ram 
the end of the cock into the blonde's guts again and again. 

Some of the other girls began to find their cunts growing slippery and warm 
at the sight of the two. Karen dropped Casey's leg back to the floor. Casey 
gasped as all her weight was brought down on the dildo and she was impaled 
by the brutal instrument. 

She struggled to stand but was hampered by Karen's clutching hands which 
kept her legs forced apart. She was forced to shove her ass back against the 
black girl to keep her toes on the floor. A girl moved forward and took a 
picture then, as Karen humped her hips forward, digging the fake cock way up 
into the blonde's tortured anus. 

Casey was bent like a bow. Her arms stretched above and behind her and 
balanced precariously on her toes. Her ass was pushed back against Karen and 
her chest shoved out. Karen held her hips tightly and humped upward with 
short vicious thrusts of her hips. 

Her hands slid up onto Casey's tits again, squeezing tightly, then one 
worked down between the blonde's legs, and slid two fingers up into her 
twat. Karen finally tired and pulled out. 

FOUR 

They untied Casey then and pulled her into the center of the room. She was 
throw onto the polished wooden floor on her belly and her arms and legs 
spread wide. 

A brunette named Sandra dropped between her legs and pushed the end of the 
dildo into the tortured anus. She thrust forward and down, working the hole 
bigger, then she humped her hips forward and jammed the whole thing down 
into the blonde girl's rectum. 

She lay on top of Casey and then, she laughed, dropping her entire weight 
onto Casey's body, crushing her to the floor and jamming the dildo way down 
inside her asshole. Casey's arms and legs flopped against the wooden floor 
and her body seemed to tremble as the hard rubber forced its way into her 
guts. 

Casey was helpless to do anything but moan and whimper, as Sandra gave 
several rapid humps with her lower body, pounding the dildo in and out of 
the little round hole. 

Casey's tender abused, pain filled tit orbs were mashed against the floor as 
Sandra hammered the dick down. Casey felt agony deep inside her belly as the 
dildo thumped into the end of her asshole and ground repeatedly against it. 
Casey felt the itchy scratching of Sandra's thick brown pubic hair between 
her parted ass cheeks as the dildo forced deeper still. 

She cackled. "It's way up in your guts sluthole!" She covered Casey's body 
with her own, rubbing her pointed titties into the blondes welt covered 
back. Casey could feel the hardened little black nipples dig into her skin 
as Sandra sighed and undulated her body so her groin fucked the dildo in and 
out of the tight asshole encasing it. 

She gripped the blonde's hair in both hands and jerked her head way up and 
back, then lunged forward, kissing, then biting deep into the side of the 
smaller girl's neck. She bit until she tasted blood and then sucked 
voraciously, loving the taste. 

Sandra dropped the blonde's head then pushed herself up on her two hands and 
feet so she was not touching Casey at all. She began to energetically swing 
her hips down and in, thrusting the dildo in and out of Casey's asshole with 
long, deep strokes. Then she grunted and pulled the slick rubber out of he 
girl's asshole completely, rising and taking off the harness. Everyone 
gathered around could see Casey's wide open asshole as her abused sphincter 
muscle refused to adjust to the emptiness. The lithe redhead donned the gear 
and knelt between Casey's legs then. 

She placed the tip of the dildo against the open anus and lunged forward, 
driving it deep into the blonde girl's rectum once again. She lay atop 
Casey, her hands sliding under and squeezing the blonde's titties and 
sliding down between her legs to cup and fondle the furry cunthole. She 
bounced atop the girl, humping the dildo in and out of the tightly squeezing 
anus. 

With Casey's mind numbed and blurred, her helpless, confused body began to 
react to the deep petting and fondling, sending lubricant down into the 
empty clutching cunt tube, and fighting to pump blood into her constricted 
tit mounds. 

After about five minutes, the redhead got up and the Brunette who had 
whipped Casey, fucked the rubber cock down into the rounded opening. Casey 
heard her gurgling with delight. 

Casey could feel the girl's thick soft meat orbs squashing and rubbing 
against the skin of her back, as the brunette humped energetically. Her own 
tortured milk sacs were swelling by the second, her hardened nipples 
scratching against the wooden floor, excited outrageously by the continued 
mashing and squishing of the delicate sensitive meat. 

A tall blonde took the brunettes place, and then an oriental girl with short 
dark hair and a round moon face. The oriental jammed her hips against 
Casey's buttocks to get the dildo as far in as possible, then she gripped 
the blonde's hips in her strong fingers and sort of bounced her lower body 
against Casey's behind. 

The dildo head banged rapidly against the end of the ass tube, bringing 
repeated grunts of pain from the blonde. Mixed with the pain though were the 
shooting sensations of heat as the dildo rushed in and out of her body, 
rubbing its fat head around in her belly. 

The oriental girl got off and was replaced by a large black girl who gripped 
Casey's hips in a grip of steel, lifting her lower body up off the ground 
into a kind of kneeling position. 

Her ass was up in the air but her head and shoulders were still on the 
floor, as the black girl slammed her hips forward and back, raping the 
teenagers asshole with furious, brutal thrusts. 

The black girls hips and groin smashed and slapped against Casey's 
widespread crotch, stimulating her tortured pussy meat with each impact, 
helplessly, hopelessly, the brutal sodomizing drove the little blonde deeper 
and deeper into an uncontrollable sexual torpor. 

Her tits seemed to radiate heat, and she longed to have someone suck and 
squeeze them. Her cunthole seemed vacant and yearned for a hot cock. 

The black girl pulled out and another girl took her place, then another, 
then another. All the while Casey was driven quietly mad. The repeated 
stimulations of her cunt and titties drove her every upward without any 
release as her cunt screamed to be filled. 

She thought that at any moment her cunt lips would open up and suck the 
current raper inside. Her brain was frazzled and despairing as the girls 
raped her asshole one after another. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, 
twenty-five, thirty. 

She didn't think it was possible to be so hyper-sensitively excited. Every 
nerve in her body jangled and shrieked in need of release. Her asshole was a 
raw reddened sore from the continued sodomy, yet her cunt went unfulfilled. 

"Okay Robin, your turn." 

"Uhh Uhhnn." 

The other girls stared. Karen held the dildo out to her with a hard flat 
look on her face. 

"Take this and fuck the little bitch now or we'll do you next!" she gritted. 

Robin gulped then resignedly pulled her panties off then took the tool and 
slipped it on. 

She knelt behind Casey, then instead of sticking the dildo up her asshole, 
shoved it deep into her cunt. 

Casey jumped as if electrocuted. Her ass slammed back and a deep howl of 
satisfaction and ecstasy roared through the gag. The dildo slammed up into 
her belly as an orgasm of overwhelming proportions screamed through her 
brain. 

Her chest shot up off the ground, her back slamming into Robin's titties as 
she shoved herself back onto the rubber prong and cum gushed down her tube. 

Several of the girls watched her cum with astonishment. Casey writhed and 
shivered and trembled in an orgiastic frenzy, her ass jerking against the 
cock inside her. 

Robin held her against her chest, her arms around Casey's belly and chest. 
She studied the girl in surprise, then a slow smile crept onto her face. She 
humped herself forward, pumping the cock into the little blonde's sopping 
cunthole. 

Her hand slid up and squeezed one of Casey's outrageously stimulated 
breasts, sending blinding waves of release shivering through the girl's 
frame. Repeated grunts of contentment and satisfaction emanated from the 
teenager's mouth as her eyes closed tightly and her head pulled back. 

Her ass continued to jerk against the pumping cock, continued to ride the 
instrument of torture and pleasure. Exquisite surges of rapturous sensations 
poured through her body as she writhed against Robin's embrace, grinding her 
buttocks back into the brunette's groin. 

Little grunts and gasps of astonished pleasure emanated from her wide open 
mouth, and drool dribbled down her chin and onto her outthrust tit mounds. 
Her hands shot down into her crotch and grasped the thick rubber cock in 
shaky twitching fingers as she humped against it. 

Then she cried out in delirious happiness and thrust her crotch back onto 
the cock with furious pounding strokes that impaled her tight blonde pussy 
on the fat fuck spike. She gave one last tremendous gasp and then shot into 
unconsciousness. 

* * * 

The next day her asshole ached and stung from the abuse it had been given. 
She couldn't sit down without wincing. 

She spent the morning in a daze, unable to look up at anyone lest she meet 
the eyes of one of the girls who'd raped her the other night. Several times 
she nearly broke down in tears at the remembered outrage and humiliation. 

She knew she couldn't stand another night like that, and knew that she had 
become a kind of toy for the hard core dykes like Karen. 

When the opportunity presented itself she jumped into the back of a delivery 
truck leaving the base, and hid amongst some empty boxes and crates. 

The truck had hardly been moving for five minutes when it stopped. The flap 
was pulled up and a soldier's face peered inside. He glared at her and 
motioned her out. 

She was led across the field to the stockade, where two enormous MP's were 
waiting. They handcuffed her again, and then took her out of the jail to a 
waiting jeep. 

They delivered her to the provost marshals office where two officers greeted 
her with narrowed eyes and flat looks. 

She was stripped again, this time not even complaining, so tired and 
resigned was she. Her wrists were engulfed by thick leather ties, and then 
she was hauled up into the air. 

Her ankles were similarly tied, so that once she was a couple of inches off 
the floor, the leather bindings on her ankles began to resist the upward 
pressure on her wrists until her body was drawn as taught as a bow. She was 
hanging in the air, just above the floor, in a perfect X shape, her arms and 
legs spread-eagled. 

"Private Donovan, we don't like troublemakers in the ranks here." said the 
captain. He was a beefy man of middle years, with dark brown hair in a crew 
cut. He smoked a thick cigar that made the entire room reek. 

The woman next to him was a Lieutenant. She had long black hair, much longer 
than regulations usually permitted in fact. It hung straight down her back 
and over her shoulders. 

She was very tall, almost six feet, with deep green eyes in a thin, lean 
face. Her body was almost Voluptuous, her hips wide, her breasts big and 
high. 

"Perhaps it's time you learned just what this base is for Donovan." the 
captain said. He puffed on his cigar and walked over to stand just in front 
of her looking down. 

"There is only one kind of Marine, Donovan," he said," and you ain't it! 
There are no female marines." Casey raised her head in confusion. 

"There are some split tails, who are dressed up like marines, and call 
themselves marines in public, but they ain't marines baby. We bring in 
little split tails like you to keep morale up for our officer corps. 

We give you a pretty uniform, and let you stay on the base, and in areas 
where family aren't allowed, but your only purpose is to serve the officers 
you're assigned to." 

He slid his fingers through her hair, then tightened them and pulled her 
head up to face him as he drew in close. 

"You're a little fuck wad! You know what that is? You're here for fucking 
and sucking and nothing else, except maybe a little dictation and typing and 
shit like that." 

She stared at him in shock. 

He pushed her head back and walked away. 

"We expect you to be highly disciplined. To do what you're told, when you're 
told, and not ask any questions or complain." he said. 

He strode back to her and stood a foot or so away looking her up and down. 

"Look at you. Fucking is what you were made for, what 

God designed you for! You can have a good life with the corps. We treat our 
tarts right, here!" 

But, you must be disciplined. You're already behind the rest of your class." 

He walked around behind her, and she felt his hand sliding up and down her 
ass cheeks. His hand covered her ass completely. 

"We know, from your reactions in the shower, and last night in the barracks, 
that you are a hot piece of fucking material." he said 

Casey's mouth opened in surprise. 

"You didn't think we knew?" he laughed. 

His hand moved off her ass and he came around in front of her to grin down 
at her. 

"The girls were all part of the program Donovan," 

"You can't escape Donovan. If you do, you'll find a warrant out on you for 
murder, treason, whatever the hell we want, and nobody would believe you for 
a second, anyway." 

He gestured toward the lieutenant behind him. "This is Lieutenant Caldwell, 
she'll be your training officer. After you leave here, you'll be trained in 
all the necessary arts to make a marine officer happy. She'll also teach you 
to be obedient." 

Casey hardly heard him, her stunned brain was reeling from the information, 
and from the horrifying realization that she was to be little more than a 
prostitute, a sex slave for some marine officer or officers, who would do 
whatever they wanted with her body! 

The lieutenant stepped forward, and moved over to a table not far from where 
Casey was hanging. 

"First we will teach you the imprudence of attempting to escape." he said, 
sitting himself down on a chair a few feet away. 

The lieutenant brought thin, black wires up from the table, each was 
attached to a machine and had little copper alligator clips on the end. The 
lieutenant pushed one of the clips over her right nipple and closed it. 

Casey gasped in pain as the clip bit tightly into her nipple. She bit her 
lip to keep from crying out loud as the nipple was pinched outrageously. The 
lieutenant then attached the other clip to her left nipple, causing a new 
flare-up of stinging pain. 

"The only way you little bitches can learn anything is with a good dose of 
pleasure and pain." the captain said, " We'll give you some good hard cock, 
to teach you pleasure, and a here we'll show you some pain." 

The woman pulled another little wire over and then slid it downwards to her 
crotch. Casey cried out in a short yelp of pain as it tightened on her 
clitoris. 

Her arms and legs were so tightly held that she was completely unable to 
move, only her fingers, and toes twitched to show the pain the clips gave 
her. 

"All right, Melonie, begin." the captain ordered. For a second, Casey felt a 
tingling in her crotch, then she threw back her head and screamed as her 
cunt exploded in burning heat. Her pelvis shook and vibrated as hundreds of 
volts of electricity shot into her clitoris. 

The pain stopped as abruptly as it had started, and Casey collapsed 
inwardly, then suddenly fire seared burned into her nipples. Her chest 
shuddered, and her breath locked in her lungs as her tits bounced and 
flopped in agony. 

"Starting to get the picture Casey?" the captain asked, matter-of-factly. We 
won't mark your body, but we will show you that it belongs to us now." he 
nodded at the lieutenant, and Casey screamed again as her cunt and tits 
exploded together. 

Her head jerked and swayed as the bolts of electricity shot into her body. 
They drove the air from her lungs, so she couldn't even scream, but only 
whimper and gasp with desperate choking sounds. 

The lieutenant alternated the shocks, sometimes in the tits, sometimes the 
clit, or sometimes just one tit. Each time Casey was stunned into helpless 
gargling silence. 

Then, as the shocks subsided she would gasp in relief, and sob piteously 
despite herself. Every nerve ending was laid bare and shocked into agonized, 
screaming protest. 

Casey was covered with sweat, her hair hanging down in stringy limp strands, 
as the captain stood up and came forward. He had a short tube in his hand, 
like a nightstick, only metal. The dazed girl looked at him unseeingly 
through half closed eyes, as he stood next to her and smiled. 

She felt a sharp pressure at her behind, then felt a long cold instrument 
push inside. It went far up inside her, causing her more pain, as it 
skewered her outspread bottom. 

Then she screamed anew, this time pain shot through her system from inside. 
It was like an explosion going off inside her belly. Her guts churned and 
twisted around as the captain held the instrument up inside her. 

The pain stopped and she slumped in her shackles, as the captain chuckled. 
He pumped the tube up and down in her asshole, then moved away. The 
lieutenant held the tube in place. 

The shock came again, searing through her insides, and sending the blonde 
into a twitching shaking fit of pain filled horror. 

Then the shocks all hit her at once, in the ass, cunt and tits, and she was 
blasted into senselessness. 

She woke up with the lieutenant waving a foul smelling bottle under her 
nose. 

"This is no time to go to sleep Donovan, just when you're starting to 
learn." the captain said. 

The woman moved away and Casey felt her wrists coming down as the ropes were 
lowered, then she gasped as her legs were pulled out from under her. The 
ropes raised her legs in the air as her arms were lowered until she was in a 
X position again, only this time horizontal, about three or four feet high, 
facing the floor. 

Casey's arms and shoulders ached from the punishing pressure placed on them, 
she was afraid her arms would pull out of their sockets. 

The captain stepped behind her, and between her legs, and then she felt a 
his hands stroking her taught buttocks with smooth gentle strokes. 

"Such a lovely behind Casey." he complimented her. 

Then she felt a pressure at her asshole. She looked down the length of her 
body and saw the Captains pants around his ankles. She groaned inwardly, as 
she felt her ass mouth pushed open and the captain forced his cock down her 
asshole. Then began to sodomize her with an easy, unruffled stroke. 

"You have a very nice little asshole her Donovan." he said, "I'm sure a lot 
of men are going to enjoy it before long." 

His hands squeezed her buttocks lightly, then kneaded the rounded cheeks 
with greater strength, fingers digging into the flesh. 

Casey was growing dizzy as her head hung downward. She hardly felt his cock 
as it slid in and out of her anus for several minutes, her mind was still in 
a confused turmoil, and her body was too busy recovering from the electric 
shocks. 

Compared to that, his ass fucking was a pleasant thing. Which of course was 
the idea. The captain slid his hands down along Casey's hips, enjoying the 
smooth soft feeling of her teenage skin. 

His hands moved down over her belly and then up onto her breasts, which hung 
straight down from her body like two cow udders. 

"These are nice milk sacks baby." he sighed, squeezing them in heavy 
clutching paws. 

His hips began pounding into her crotch with greater intensity, as he felt 
his cock overheating. 

His thrusts grew faster, more forcefull. Then he groaned softly and spurted 
his seeds down into the blonde teenager's asshole. He patted her on the 
behind and then withdrew. 

He came around to the front and dragged her head up by the hair, until she 
was looking directly at his slimy, flaccid penis. 

"Clean this off for me Donovan." the captain ordered. She wearily complied, 
opening her mouth to receive his cock. 

He shoved it inside, and she started suckling and licking on it, trying to 
ignore the taste of her own asshole coming off it. 

His cock grew larger and harder as she suckled, and soon it was pushing at 
the back of her throat. 

He held Casey's head up with tight hands and began humping his groin 
forward, pushing his cockhead roughly against the back of her mouth. 

Suddenly, his fat cockhead pushed past her mouth and down into her throat. 
Casey choked, and fought back her stomach, which threatened to erupt. The 
cock went down her throat blocking her air tube completely. 

"Nothing like a nice throat fuck." the captain groaned. 

"You'll get used to that Donovan. Deep throating is something all marine 
susies do." he jammed his cockhead down her throat again, and held it there 
for several seconds before withdrawing into her mouth. 

He gripped her ears tightly, then began pumping his hips forward quickly, 
almost shuddering as his cock spewed out its load into the blonde's mouth. 

Casey gulped down the salty liquid desperate to keep it from going into her 
lungs if he pushed his cockhead down the wrong tube. 

"That was nice Susie." the captain said, pulling his pants back up. 

Casey wondered dazedly why he was calling her Susie; she was to learn later 
that marines called women Suzie, it was short for Suzie rotten crotch. 

The ropes pulled the girl upwards again to her previous position, and the 
woman moved behind her. She heard a swish, like something moving quickly 
through the air, then there was a loud "Crack!", and her hips jerked 
forward, away from the awful pain that exploded from her ass. 

Casey screamed, and jerked helplessly against the ropes. There was another 
swish, another 'Crack!' on her behind. 

"There's nothing like a good caning on the bottom, to teach a girl her 
lessons." the captain remarked casually. 

The cane swished down again and again, lancing across Casey's buttocks, 
sending the girl into agonized thrashings, and filling the air with her 
howls and screams. 

Her voice whimpered and shook as she pleaded for them to stop, and little 
sobs broke through between cries of pain. But the caning went on, 
occasionally moving up her body to crack down onto her back and shoulders. 

Then the woman moved around in front of her and Casey cringed away from what 
she knew was coming. 

The cane cracked down onto her left breast, directly across the nipple. A 
burning red line appeared across the surface of her tit mound. Then the cane 
thwacked down again, this time on her right tit. 

Then on her left again, then the right, then the left. All the while Casey 
screamed and wailed, pleading with the woman, and with the captain to stop, 
promising absolute obedience, promising anything, as she was driven toward 
insanity. 

Her voice broke, and tears rolled down her face as she shrieked and threw 
her head about in fits of desperate torment. 

The caning stopped. Casey gasped in shocked, agony. Her tit mounds were 
covered with crisscrossing welts, angry red lines that marred the lovely 
white surface. 

She felt the ropes moving her again. The pulleys pulled her around until she 
was upside down. Then the lieutenant moved next to her and whipped the cane 
directly down into her outspread crotch. 

Casey's body shuddered as it was wracked with an enormous screaming burst of 
pain. She shrieked in horrified disbelief as the cane smacked down onto her 
soft tender pubic mound. 

The lieutenant ripped the cane down again and again, until the blonde lost 
consciousness again. This time not even the smelling salts would bring her 
back to her senses. 

FIVE 

Casey woke to renewed pain. She was back in her cot, in her barracks. Her 
body felt like it had gone through the ringer, which it had. She felt aches, 
and pains from almost every part of her. She was afraid to lift the covers 
and see what her body looked like. 

She lay in bed, hopeless despair overwhelming her. She tried to think of 
some way out of her dilemma but couldn't. Not for the first time, she cursed 
her body, cursed being born a girl. 

She remembered back when she had started to develop years ago. She had been 
just like the boys then, in fact she had no girl friends. She played 
baseball, football, hockey. She argued about the merits of sports and 
wrestling stars with her friends, all boys. 

While girls her age were involved with clothes and dates, she was trying to 
deny and minimize her development into womanhood. She refused to consider 
wearing a bra, wearing thick sweaters, and loose pants to disguise the 
growing differences between her and her friends. Then came the day, when she 
could no longer convince anyone, including herself, that she was a boy. 

She had been roaming around aimlessly with half a dozen of her friends, all 
boys. They talked about this and that, and poked around, eventually 
wandering into a thick patch of woods. The guys had begun talking about 
girls, more and more, a topic which Casey, of course felt no interest in. 

One of the guys started talking now about tits. He had been on a date, and 
felt a girl's tits. She couldn't remember exactly how it had started, but 
one of them had jokingly said, how Casey could solve all the mystery about 
tits. They had all ganged up on her, deriding her, making obscene comments 
about her. 

As often happened, the insults turned into a physical confrontation, between 
her and one of them, only this time the wrestling had turned more serious. 

Several of the others had joined in and together they pinned the wildly 
struggling girl to the grass and jerked her sweater up and over her head, 
revealing her round, budding breasts. 

The action seemed to stop for an eternity, as they all stared rapturously 
down at her fleshy mounds. Then one of them had put his shaky hand down and 
stroked, and then squeezed her left breast, another joined in, and soon they 
were all squeezing and fondling her boobs, as Casey raged and cursed 
helplessly. 

Then they had yanked her pants down, followed by her panties. Her almost 
bare pussy slit, left them shaking with excitement. Casey almost broke into 
tears of rage, and humiliation as they had run sweating fingers along her 
slit, and tried to push their fingers inside her. 

If they hadn't been so utterly distracted, she didn't know what might have 
happened, but she was able to kick one of her tormentors away and dash off 
into the bush. They had pursued her for a short time, before losing her. 

She eventually went back to the now deserted clearing and gotten her clothes 
back, but she had never again felt the same freedom around boys. 

"All right Donovan, stop daydreaming and get up." She looked up to see 
Sergeant Cummings standing next to the bed, hands on hips. 

"You had to be a smartass, didn't you? Well see where it gets you?" she 
glared. 

"Now get you ass out of bed and stand at attention!" she shouted. 

Casey jumped up and out of bed, and stood rigidly before the woman. Cummings 
examined her, her eyes sliding up and down Casey's body. 

"Hmmm, they really laced you didn't they?" she said. 

Casey's eyes fell as she looked down and saw the black and blue marks, along 
with the ugly purple weals, and welts on her tits, wrists, and thighs. 

"Learn to do what you're told and it won't happen again." 

"You're being transferred to the school now, so's you can learn your 'trade' 
better" she smirked, "Put on a top and follow me." 

They walked across the base to a fenced in compound that enclosed a series 
of interlocked buildings. She handed Casey over at the front desk to a stern 
looking Sergeant who must have weighed three hundred pounds. He glared down 
at her in displeasure as she stood before him. 

"You should have been here a couple of days ago woman. You'll just have to 
catch up with the rest of the girls." 

He led her down a series of hallways until stopping before a large double 
door. They went through and Casey found herself in another barracks hall, 
with rows of bunk bed lining both walls. 

"This is your bunk." he said, pointing to one. 

"All the gear you'll need is in the footlocker next to it." he jerked the 
top of the locker open, and pulled out what she first thought was a towel. 

"Put this on." he said, thrusting it towards her. 

She blinked up at him, then stared at the small garment. It was really 
nothing but two white rectangles of thin, satiny material, fastened together 
by two thin straps. 

"What kind of uniform is this?" she gulped. 

"It's a Suzie's uniform you split tail. Now put it on! We don't have all god 
damned day!" 

She jumped at the loudness of his voice. She waited just a second, until 
realizing he had no intention of leaving, then sighed, and pulled the zipper 
of her jumpsuit down. 

So many people had seen her naked lately, and in such compromising 
positions, that she hardly had any shame left at disrobing before strangers. 
She pulled the jumpsuit down and off, and the Sergeant motioned at her 
underwear as well. 

She stripped them off too, and stood defiantly staring up at him, as if 
daring him to say something. 

"You better watch that attitude Suzie, or we'll beat it out of you." he 
warned. 

She lowered her eyes, then pulled the garment over her head. 

The two rectangles covered her front and back to a couple of inches below 
crotch level, but left her sides completely exposed. The sergeant produced a 
thin silver chain which went around her waist, and clutched the two sides 
tight. It was still a garment that nobody would consider wearing in public, 
and might get arrested if they did. 

"All right, come on." he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her along next 
to them as they left the barracks and walked down another series of halls. 
They arrived at a closed doorway. 

The sergeant knocked twice, and waited. The door opened and a thin, older 
man, a lieutenant, opened it. 

"Ah here she is, our missing waif." he grinned. 

"Come in Donovan." he told her. 

Casey shuffled into the room. There were a dozen other girls there, 
including several she recognized from the earlier barracks. They were 
dressed as she was. 

"There's a seat right over there, Donovan." The lieutenant directed. She 
moved down an aisle and started to sit, then stopped in astonishment. There 
was a fat, rubber rod sticking up out of the middle of the seat. It was 
rounded on top and about eight inches long. She turned toward the Lieutenant 
in shock. 

"Yes, that's for you." he grinned. "Sit on it, there's some lubricant in the 
desk if you need it." Casey looked around, open mouthed, only now noticing 
that all the girls were seated in peculiar poses, with the front and backs 
of there garments spread away from them. 

Her mind whirled with confusion. She knew if she didn't do as she was told 
she'd be tortured again, and made to endure much worse than this. The 
lieutenant was gazing at her with an impatient look, which would no doubt 
give way to anger. 

She gritted her teeth and threw her leg over the chair, squatting over it, 
then she slowly lowered herself down, placing her slit over the rubber and 
pushing down until she felt its rounded top press aside her still, sore cunt 
lips. 

She tried to ignore the presence of the other girls, and the lieutenant, all 
of whom watched with interest as she tried to lower herself with as little 
pain as possible. 

The thing was only a couple of inches inside, when she noticed the 
lieutenant standing right next to her. His leg whipped out and kicked her 
right leg out from under her. She abruptly fell straight down, her ass 
whomping into the chair, and the rubberized instrument slamming up into her 
pussy tunnel with a violent thrust. 

She squealed in pain, but was drowned out by the laughter coming from the 
other girls. The lieutenant walked back to the front of the room and stood 
behind a desk. There was a blackboard behind him with a picture of a cock on 
it. He pointed towards various parts of the cock as he spoke on how to 
squeeze down with cunt muscles to make a man come better. 

"Now you have to clench your muscles, like you have to go to the bathroom." 
he lectured. 

"At the same time clench your thigh muscles, and inhale deeply. Now try it 
on the cocks there and we'll see how you're doing. 

Each of the girls seemed to be doing as he said. Casey just sat there in 
confusion until he came over next to her. 

"What are you waiting for Donovan?" he demanded. 

"Sir! I don't know what I'm supposed to do sir!" she protested. 

"Look here." he sighed, pointing at a little box on the desk. It had wires 
leading into it and had several meters with little needles showing she knew 
not what. 

"Clench your cunt muscles." he ordered. She complied, desperate to do as he 
wanted and avoid another beating. 

One of the little needles started to move as she clenched. 

"There are instruments inside that device to measure the pressure you put on 
various parts of a cock." he told her. 

"In this exercise the idea is to get that middle needle up past twenty 
five." 

The needle was at fifteen as she bared down. 

"You have to work your way up to it." he said soothingly. 

"Clench an unclench repeatedly." he moved on to the next girl to see how she 
was doing. 

Casey clenched and unclenched as he said, and was eventually able to get the 
needle up to twenty five, though only for a second. 

Suddenly, she started feeling a tingle through the device. 

The lieutenant was at the front of the room. "All right, the power is now 
on, so you'd better clutch those little pussies tight." he said. 

The tingle increased, as Casey sat there filled with dismay. She noticed 
several of the girls quivering, and shaking from the voltage shooting into 
their guts, and wondered why the shock didn't seem that bad to her. 

Then she loosened her muscles and was zapped with a much more powerful 
current that made her gasp in sudden pain, and automatically clench her 
muscles again. The current dropped to almost nothing as the needle on the 
little box shot up past twenty. She realized that the electricity was 
governed by how tightly she clenched her cunt muscles and bore down on the 
rod. 

The girl next to her suddenly screamed, she had been quivering and shaking 
for several minutes now, apparently unable to exert enough pressure on the 
rod. She had a tall, lithe body, with short curly red hair and a sweet egg 
shaped face. 

She started to jerk up and down and grunt in pain as the voltage shook her 
frame. Casey watched in fear as the girl's head was thrown back and her body 
quivered like she was undergoing an epileptic fit. 

She made no attempt to get off the device, and Casey could only wonder what 
the punishment would be if she did. She continued gargling in desperate 
pain, until she suddenly fell forward, collapsing onto the desk unconscious. 
Her body still jerked from the voltage, until the lieutenant turned it off 
somehow. 

"That's enough for today." he said after a while. Casey gasped in relief, 
her muscles ached, down there, and she was tired from the exertion, and the 
low level shocks she had been getting. She lifted her tired pussy up off the 
rod, and rubbed herself sorrowfully. 

* * * 

"Hi Casey." 

She turned from policing her bunk to find Robin smiling at her. The two of 
them hugged, and sat down on Casey's bed. "You shouldn't have tried to run 
away." Robin admonished her. "I know." Casey sighed. 

"This place is a lot better than the first barracks." 

"Are you kidding?" Casey groaned. 

"It is, really! We can do a lot more here, and we don't have that bitch 
Karen around. She's in another barracks." 

"Thank God for small favors. 

"Lights out in five." a sergeant yelled. 

All the girls began getting undressed. There was no underwear assigned with 
their outfits, nor anything for sleeping in. All the girls slept nude here 
and Casey became nervous at the sight of all that flesh assaulting her 
vision. It reminded her too much of her previous assaults. 

"It's not so bad." Robin smiled, as if reading her mind. " There haven't 
been any really bad gang bangs like before. Here we just all do what we want 
together." 

"What do you mean?" Casey asked. 

As if in reply, Casey noticed, not one, but two girls hope up onto the top 
bed of her bunk. She looked around in startlement and noticed this wasn't 
uncommon. Many of the girls were settling down in the same narrow cots 
together. 

"It gets cold at night here." Robin said softly. "And after people yelling 
at you all day, you kind of want to end it all with a little.. . affection." 
She leaned forward and kissed Casey's cheek lightly. 

Casey pulled back nervously, and they stared into each other's eyes. "It 
helps you feel better." Robin said softly. 

The lights went off, plunging the barracks into darkness. Casey heard a 
gentle moan coming from above her. She felt Robin's soft hand slide lightly 
up and down her back, then her lips touched Casey again. 

They all trooped out into the hallway. Casey simply followed the other 
girls, not knowing where she should be going. They went down the hallway and 
into a large gymnasium. 

The girls walked over to one side and pulled the little shifts up over their 
heads and deposited them on a low railing. Casey followed suit, glad that 
for once she wasn't the only girl naked. 

"All right, line up here." said an officer. She was a tall, sleek looking 
woman of perhaps thirty or thirty five years. She had very short brown hair, 
and a face that would have been lovely, had it not been so stern. 

The girls all formed a single line and waited. 

She moved down the line, handing out, what Casey identified as dildoes, and 
splitting them into pairs. 

"My name is Valerie." the lieutenant said. "You don't salute me or call me 
lieutenant. I'm a suzie, just like you all will be." 

"All right." she said, you will practice your hand to hand skills here. 
Remember, the weapon has to be fully buried in your opponent before you can 
claim a victory. 

Casey looked down at the dildo, it was thicker than her arm, and at least 
ten inches long, then looked across at the girl who was paired with her. 

She was a mean looking brunette, with enormous breasts, who looked at least 
ten pounds heavier than her, and she grinned nastily at Casey, thrusting the 
dildo upwards obscenely at her. 

"All right go!" the Valerie yelled. The brunette charged forward, and Casey 
hurriedly jumped aside, just escaping a vicious punch aimed toward her head. 
The brunette meant business. Casey was hampered by her own confusion. The 
idea of sticking a dildo into another girl's cunt was grotesque. 

The brunette had no such worry. She kicked out with her left foot. Casey 
jumped back but couldn't avoid a glancing blow that sent her off balance, 
and dropped her to one knee. 

Before she could dodge it, the brunette followed up with a savage kick to 
Casey's belly that hit the blonde with a tremendous impact. Casey doubled 
over with a pained, whooof, as the breath exploded from her lungs. 

Instantly the brunette was on her. Her left arm slid around Casey's back, 
jerking her forward and over the brunette's knees as her ass wiggled 
helplessly in the air. The brunette brought the dildo stabbing down against 
Casey's upturned pussy, thrusting several inches past the blonde's pussy 
lips. 

Casey cried out and twisted desperately, her hand reached back and felt the 
brunette's heavy hanging breast. Her fingers locked around the tit meat, 
digging in deeply, and she twisted her hand and pulled back hard. The 
brunette howled in pain as her breast was grabbed and wrenched. Her hands 
tore Casey's fingers away, as she fell backward. 

Casey jumped up and dove onto the brunette, as she lay momentarily on her 
back. Casey's dildo stabbed downward, jabbing into the brunette's cunthole. 
She twisted and shoved the dildo violently, hoping to end the fight. But the 
brunette kicked out, her foot hitting Casey in the head, and knocking her 
aside. 

Now the brunette jumped onto Casey's back, facing downwards, as the blonde 
lay on her belly momentarily dazed. 

Her ass slapped down on Casey's back, which caused both girls to cry out. 
The dildo still halfway into the brunette's cunt, came down painfully hard 
onto the small of Casey's back, driving it several inches deeper into the 
brunette's cunt and nearly disqualifying her. 

She reached back angrily and yanked the dildo out, then stabbed down with 
her own dildo. The dildo smashed against Casey's cunt lips, then pierced her 
entrance and thrust into her tunnel. 

Casey gasped and writhed against the brunette, trying to throw her off, but 
the brunette's legs were squeezed tightly around the blonde girl's sides, 
holding her in place. 

Casey's legs writhed franticly as the brunette twisted the dildo deeper 
inside her cunt tunnel. She tried to close her legs tightly, but the 
brunette's fist was already between them, and her hand grabbed Casey's pussy 
hair and yanked sharply, making the blonde girl scream in pain. 

The brunette gripped the end of the dildo tightly, putting all her weight 
behind her hand as she shoved it further inside the pouting cunt hole. Casey 
was clawing at the floor, trying hopelessly to turn over, as she felt the 
plastic cock tunneling deeper into her guts. 

Then the brunette started hammering away at the last three or four inches of 
dildo that protruded from Casey's cunt. She held her palms together and 
slapped and pounded them down against the end of the dildo. 

Casey yelled and shrieked as the front of the dildo was mashed against her 
cervix with brutal uncompromising force. Casey grunted and cried each time 
the girl pounded on the dildo. It was like a spike being forced into her 
body. 

She lurched and shuddered, her eyes streamed with tears, and her legs 
bounced on the floor. The brunette punched and whacked at the remaining inch 
of plastic with determination. 

She ignored the writhing girl's pain filled howls as she forced the cock 
into her body until the last bit of white disappeared inside the fuckhole 
and her soft pussy lips closed tightly. She slapped on the tender pussy lips 
for good measure, feeling the solidity of the dildo beneath them. 

Casey wailed in pain and bounced her hips on the floor, as the brunette held 
on tightly for the referee's count. 

However she wasn't content, even though she had now won the contest. She 
picked up the dildo Casey had dropped and pushed it against the girl's 
asshole. The little wrinkled hole was defenseless as the brunette stabbed 
the dildo against it, and thrust it inside. 

Casey's body shivered at this new attack. The brunette shoved the dildo with 
relentless pressure, forcing inch after inch up the blonde's asshole. In a 
frenzy, Casey thrashed beneath her, momentarily dislodging the brunette. 

Casey tried to crawl away but was grabbed from behind. The brunette jumped 
on her back, collapsing her to the floor again, then slammed her knee into 
the end of the dildo, forcing more of it inside. Casey shrieked and 
scrambled up again. 

The brunette threw her arms around Casey's chest as the blonde rose then 
dropped her weight backward. Both girls fell back to the floor, landing on 
their asses. Casey's eyes bulged, and a soundless scream of agony made her 
mouth open wide as the entire dildo embedded itself up her shit chute. 

The brunette locked her arms around her chest, and her legs around her 
waist. She lifted both, managing to pull the blonde a couple of inches off 
the floor, then dropped her heavily. 

Bolts of searing electric pain rippled up and down Casey's body as she 
ground down onto the twin spikes inside her. 

Her frame rocked back and forth, and a low pitched grunting came from her 
lungs. Blinding agony exploded in her guts, searing through her every fibre. 
She could feel the heads of the two dildos grating against her bones and 
muscles far up inside her. 

She was impaled on the twin cocks, and shivered uncontrollably as her body 
screamed in protest. Cramps tore through her shocked system sending their 
own numbing pains to her addled brain. 

The brunette rocked up and slammed her down again. Casey's head whipped 
backwards, her entire body began to twitch and writhe as she was utterly 
skewered beyond her ability to cope. 

Again the brunette rocked back, pulling the trembling girl upward, then 
slammed her back. Casey's pulpy cunt mound was mashed beneath her. The two 
rigid fuckpoles jarred and vibrated inside her. The last inch of plastic 
cock was forced past her anal ring and up into the entrance of her bowels. 

Her crinkled opening gaped open, distended by the ferocious abuse of the fat 
dildo, then it slowly closed tightly. 

A roaring sound smothered Casey's senses, and she whimpered in denial. Her 
mind fought desperately as she wailed inside herself in mortification. Then 
her body gave a terrible shudder, It heaved, every nerve on end, every 
muscle straining, then she exploded into the most massive, overwhelming 
orgasm of her life. Wave after wave of searing, burning sensations roared 
through her system. 

The two plastic dildos felt like they had punched up past the back walls of 
her cunt and asshole and were wriggling and twisting up in her guts. 

Her tits swelled, enlarged beyond reason. They felt bloated and began 
burning, boiling. Her nipples were stretched tautly as her breasts hardened 
like rocks. At any second she knew her meaty milk sacks would explode in a 
showering flood of blood and flesh. 

Her eyes rolled back in her head as her cunt-mound crackled with intense 
repeated bolts of high voltage sexual fire. They tore into the girl's 
sensory system like an exploding nova. Her cunt and asshole clutched and 
twitched around the twin cocks, sucking and pulling them even deeper into 
her belly. 

The blonde thrashed against the tight grip of the other girl. Her face 
turned red, then white, then as her lungs were held in repeated contractions 
of inflamed fever, her face turned blue from lack of oxygen. 

Pain and pleasure mingled indelibly inside her as the girl finally 
collapsed, and slumped senseless, back against the brunette. 

SIX 

The other girls who had lost were forced to kneel over Valerie's knee in 
front of the entire class, their bare asses pointed towards the other girls. 
Then they received five hard lashes from a long thin cane. However, Casey, 
who had annoyed Valerie and distracted the class with her hysteric behavior 
was served a meaner punishment. 

After she had revived, Valerie had taken a roll of thick, black electrical 
tape, torn off a strip and taped it tightly to her glistening skin, from her 
belly button, down firmly between her legs, over her pubic mound and up 
between her ass cheeks. 

Another strip was wound around her belly right over the edges of the first 
strip. The two dildoes were thus held up within her belly, and were to stay 
there for the rest of the class. 

Casey could hardly move from the pain within her as she stood n line for her 
caning. She could hear snickers and catcalls from the other girls as she 
shuffled carefully forward to receive her caning. 

She squeaked and whimpered in pain as she bent over across the rr in's 
knees. The cane hissed down, and cracked across her buttocks, sending her 
body jerking forward. 

Valerie had warned them all that for each cry she would add another lash, so 
Casey tried to keep quiet. She gritted her teeth as the cane whacked down 
again, then again, then again. It passed the five the others had gotten, not 
stopping till she had gotten twenty hard strokes. He then casually rolled 
her off his lap so she crashed to the floor with a startled, pained yelp. 

She was then forced to do exercises with the rest of the girls. Jumping 
jacks, jogging around the room, then deep knee bends, and finally touching 
toes and situps. These last bringing painful pressure against the tips of 
the twin dildoes that were fighting the tape to slide out of her. 

One time, as she was touching her toes, one of the girl behind her had kneed 
her full in the crotch, sending the two cocktubes slamming up into her, and 
sending Casey pitching headlong forward to fall on her chest on the floor, 
her boobs squashed beneath her. 

When the class was over, she was called up before the entire class again. 
Valerie made her lay on her back on a table, and four girls came forward 
eagerly at his request. 

They held her arms and legs firmly apart, as Valerie pulled the tape from 
around her belly. She cringed against the pain as the tape yanked out little 
hairs from her belly, then sudden insight made her squirm frantically 
against their grip as Valerie peeled an inch or so of the other strip down 
off her belly. 

He gripped it firmly between her fingers, then ripped the whole thing down 
off her groin as far as her pussy mound. She screamed in terrible pain as 
the tape tore out all her pussy hairs at once, leaving a bare reddened area 
behind. 

The girls then turned her over so she was bent over the table belly down. 
The tape still covered her slit and pussy mound, going up between her naked 
ass cheeks. 

Valerie gripped the length of the tape and yanked it upward, ripping out the 
remainder of her pubic hair from off her pussy mound, so it was completely 
bald and puffed from irritation and soreness. 

Her classes continued. She was taught the art of fellatio, practicing on 
volunteer officers, till she could deep throat a twelve inch cock expertly. 

She learned the proper way to clutch and squeeze cocks within her, and how 
to loosen her asshole so it could be entered and fucked properly. She was 
drilled in the necessity for obedience and discipline, and respect for 
officers. 

She became expert at cunnilingus to satisfy officer's wives, and steeped in 
the sexual lore of S and M, Bondage, Paedophilia, necrophilia, scatology, 
and every other perverted idea under the sexual sun. 

She could burst into orgasm from fucking, being strung up and whipped, being 
urinated upon, or anything else that involved nudity and sex. The marines 
had learned brainwashing techniques from the Asians and Russians and put it 
to good use with the Suzies. 

Casey soon came to feel empty and jittery if long periods of time passed 
between fuckings. It was difficult for her to sleep more than a few hours at 
a time without waking up in desperate need of relief from the fires burning 
in her groin. 

She didn't know that she had been conditioned this way, only that she felt 
unfulfilled and wanton, her sex tingling and raw. She was also conditioned 
never to touch herself down there without permission, so was forced, along 
with the other girls, to endure her inflamed cravings and yearnings until 
morning reveille, when the girls were allowed to scamper out into the yards 
for a good fucking. 

They would stand in straight lines, shoulder to shoulder, as a few at a time 
were called up to be bent over and reamed out as the rest watched. 

How early they were relieved depended on how much they begged and whined 
when the Sergeants and Lieutenant wandered among them. 

Those who didn't display proper obsequiousness were forced to endure the 
added pain of watching girl after girl be solidly impaled by the hard cocks 
of the instructors and scream in delighted fulfillment and orgasms before 
they themselves were allowed their cums. 

The trainers always left one girl completely unsated, as a lesson to the 
others to be more respectful and show the proper reverence for the trainer's 
cocks. The unsatisfied girl would usually break into tears when she realized 
she would not be screwed. She would be forced to go through breakfast and on 
into her first class without any relief as her fuckhole burned and ached. 

The girl's were fast becoming mindless sexual drones, who's entire existence 
was focused around their sexual gratification. After a few weeks, Casey, who 
had always despised her weak, female body, would gasp and beg for mercy from 
a few seconds fondling of her breast. 

One squeeze on her sensitive, glistening pubic mound would send her bursting 
into an orgasm. This so amused the trainers that, often as she walked down a 
hallway, one would simply push her against the wall, spread her legs and jam 
his hand into her crotch, cupping and squeezing her cunt. 

She would immediately start grunting and humping against the hand, helpless 
as the sexual heat within her ignited anew and sent her shivering and 
shuddering through an explosive cum. 

One day, Casey had fallen while trying to jump over a sawhorse. She wasn't 
badly hurt, but her elbow was bruised and cut slightly, and hurt badly 
enough for her to have to fight off tears. Valerie had bandaged the elbow, 
and instructed her to keep it straight so it wouldn't start bleeding again. 

But first, Casey had to get through her shower. The girls showered several 
times a day, trying to keep clean despite all the sweating they were 
required to endure each training session. The instructors had no intention 
of allowing them to leave any class for the next, smelling badly. 

Valerie, being a lot kinder than normal today, insisted that Casey use her 
own private shower, in the instructors office. That meant, of course, that 
Valerie had had to help her off with her clothes. This embarrassed and 
frightened Casey. She was afraid of the woman, and being within touching 
distance made her tremble in fear. 

For some reason she couldn't understand, she had fantasized about Valerie 
the other night. Nothing very specific, but it had shocked her when she'd 
woken, and found herself wet between the legs. 

"Keep your arm elevated Casey, so you don't get the cut too wet." Valerie 
instructed, as she disrobed herself. Casey tried to avert her eyes from the 
instructors nudity. She had seen a lot of naked girls in the past while. 
Somehow it seemed different seeing Valerie naked, after all, she was an 
officer, even if she was a Suzie too. 

Valerie watched the girl fumble awkwardly with the soap, her arm held above 
her, out of the showers stream of water. "Here, honey." she said amiably. 
"Let me help you." 

"No, it's alright!" Casey protested. 

Valerie frowned at her. It was the kind of frown she had been using for the 
last few weeks whenever the girl disobeyed one of her orders. 

She held out her hand, and Casey reluctantly put the slick bar of soap in 
it. Valerie soaped up both hands and stood behind the blonde girl. She ran 
her hands over her shoulders first, and her neck, taking her time, massaging 
the skin and muscles as she soaped her. 

Her hands slid downward, scrubbing Casey's back gently, then sliding around 
to her sides. She could feel the girl trembling slightly as she caressed her 
skin with her soapy hands. She noted the girls nipples, erect despite the 
warmth in the room. 

She turned Casey slightly, so she was in front of her. She started soaping 
up her chest above the girl's breasts. Casey was looking down at the floor, 
too embarrassed to see Valerie's face. Valerie soaped up above the breasts, 
then slid her hand down the cleavage between them to soap up the girl's 
belly. 

She thought she noted a sudden catch in the blonde's breath when her hand 
slid between her breasts. She put a hand on the girl's hip and slid her 
other hand around in circles on Casey's belly and abdomen. Then she casually 
slid her hand up slowly, up from Casey's abdomen, over her stomach to her 
left breast, and directly up across it. 

Casey was biting her lip, which was a good thing since she thought she would 
have screamed otherwise. She was becoming incredibly turned on. 

Her whole body seemed to be trembling in anticipation. Her groin was fiery 
hot, and pulsating with a kind of dull quivering need. 

As Val's hand slid down over her other breast, her groin, and that soft, 
tender area between her legs, seemed to throb with a furious intensity. 

Valerie watched the girl carefully, for any reactions. She slid her hands 
over her breasts now, massaging them in the guise of scrubbing. She couldn't 
miss the pebbly hardness of the pink nipples against her fingers and palm 
though. She stepped behind the girl, sliding her hand down her back again, 
then down further, rubbing across her buttocks, squeezing and kneading the 
two white cheeks. 

Casey seemed to be shiver as she scrubbed her behind. Valerie carefully 
avoided sliding her hand between the girl's cheeks just yet, as much as she 
wanted to. "Raise your right leg, honey, and put it on the bar." 

There was a horizontal pipe running the length of the shower room a couple 
of feet above the floor. The Casey slowly jerked her foot up, putting it on 
the pipe. 

Valerie leaned over, sliding her hands up around the girl's thigh, and 
soaping up the length of her leg, from top to bottom. 

As her hands moved down the length of the leg, her bare breasts pushed 
firmly into Casey's back. She slid her hands up and down the leg, 
alternately pressing her breasts against the girl's back and side. "Other 
leg." she said huskily. 

Casey quickly obliged, and Valerie soaped up that leg as well, continually 
pressing her breasts against the girl. She soaped the leg far up to the 
crotch, high enough that the side of her hand brushed against the girl's 
crotch every other time or so. "Okay." she whispered finally, allowing Casey 
to drop her leg. 

She could feel the girl trembling against her now as she stood behind her, 
scrubbing her belly once more, slowly and gently. Casey seemed to be staring 
straight ahead at the wall, as if in a trance. 

Valerie slid her right hand up. Casey's right hand was still high in the 
air, and Valerie had no trouble sliding her hand up under it to Casey's 
right breast. 

She squeezed the malleable flesh, then gripped the hardened nipple between 
two fingers, and pinched it gently. Casey gasped in surprise and excitement, 
her body seemed to shudder against Valerie, and her ass unconsciously shoved 
back a little, into Valerie's groin. 

As soon as she felt the pubic hair of Valerie's crotch pushing into her ass 
crack, Casey gasped in wondrous pleasure and terror. She was sure she had 
given herself away. What was worse, her body felt on the verge of an orgasm! 
She remembered the last time she had cum in class when she wasn't supposed 
to, and tried desperately to fight back her body's desires. 

Valerie slid her hand down Casey's body, and between the girl's legs. Her 
hand, for the first time, slid over Casey's pubic mound and squeezed it 
firmly. Casey yipped in startled surprise, but was immediately assaulted by 
a huge wave of intense sexual heat that threw her body into turmoil. 

Valerie's hand squeezing her pubic mound was more than her lust filled body 
could stand. She felt herself shiver uncontrollably, felt her groin moving, 
pushing forward and down against her teacher's hand. An overpowering series 
of tremors shook her small frame as Val's hand seemed to melt her insides, 
and turn the liquid remains into a bubbling cauldron. 

Valerie rubbed her hand between the girl's legs, her finger sliding along 
the slit, searching for the clitty. She pressed her body into Casey from 
behind, her other hand going around the girl and squeezing her breasts. 

Casey groaned audibly, unable to keep her silence. Her groin was humping 
down on Valerie's hand, her back rubbing against her teacher's breasts. She 
felt Valerie's groin pressing into her ass, and then as Valerie found her 
clit and squeezed it solidly, she exploded. 

"Gotcha." Valerie grinned, satisfied and proud of her ability to manipulate 
the girl's body. 

Casey jerked and squirmed against her. She felt the heat of Casey's crotch 
pouring into her fingers, felt her swollen breast push forward into the hand 
cupping it. She rubbed against Casey's clitty, rasping her thumb against the 
hard little nugget, and dipping her fingers into the girl's hot honey hole. 

A low whimpering cry of confusion and elation escaped the girl's lips. Her 
glistening buttocks pushed backward, grinding into Val's crotch, as the 
Lieutenant worked her hand against Casey's cunt. Val thrust her index finger 
up into the girl's slimy cunt hole, hearing Casey gasp in shock and 
surprise. 

Casey's body shook and twitched in the throes of an overwhelming sexual 
release. She felt Valerie's finger sliding between her cunt lips and moving 
into her body with a sense of relief almost as strong as her climax. She 
realized, even in the midst of her gut wrenching climax, that Valerie had 
intended this, not as a prelude to punishment, but as a sexual release for 
herself, and wouldn't condemn her for her lust. 

The teenage fuck hole boiled in hot spurting juices, and sucked desperately 
at Val's finger as she worked it in and out. Casey's legs spread further 
apart, allowing Val to slide a second finger up into the girl's cunt slit. 

She jerked the girl around, delighted by the astonished, dazed pleasure on 
the girl's face. Valerie sized her face, in both hands, and kissed her. Her 
lips mashed against the girl's and after a slight hesitation, Casey returned 
the pressure. 

Their tongue's locked together as the water poured down on them. Val's arms 
slid around Casey's waist, then moved down to cup those delightfully soft 
ass cheeks. Casey was too far gone to do anything but stand there, her hands 
at her side as the lieutenant plunged her tongue into her mouth. 

Val's leg pushed between Casey's thighs and rubbed up against the girl's 
dripping cunt mound. She squeezed and fondled the round ass cheeks firmly, 
then dipped her hand down to grab Casey's and bring it to her own crotch. 

Casey's face was still a scene of wonder and astonishment as Val rubbed the 
girl's hand up into her crotch. She humped on the hand, loving the feeling 
of the hot young skin caressing her pulpy cunt mound. Casey at last took 
over, running her hand against Val's cunt with a puzzled look on her face, 
as if she didn't quite know what was going on. 

Val bent forward, and seized Casey's right nipple between her lips, sucking 
and chewing on the sensitive little bud until Casey shuddered in delight, 
and her trembling hand fell back again to her side. The two of them slid to 
the floor of the shower room, Val pressing the girl into the floor as she 
suckled and bit at the two youthful breasts. 

"Lovely girl!" she whispered. She moved down Casey's body to her groin, 
pressing her face into it, delighting in the hot trembling warmth between 
the girl's thighs. 

She pulled Casey's right leg up in the air and then over so the girl's lower 
body was almost on it's side. She squatted between the girl's thighs then, 
lowering her own crotch between the legs so she could press her cunt full 
against Casey's. 

Casey stared up at her listlessly. When the two cunts joined though, it was 
like an electric spark shot between them. Casey's eyes opened wide in 
renewed surprise, as Val rocked back and forth against her. Trie two furry 
cunt mounds pressed, rubbed and ground against each other sending both of 
them into a gasping shuddering climax. 

* * * 

Finally Casey, and a number of other girls graduated, becoming Second 
Lieutenant's in the U.S. Marine corps. She was given her spanking new white 
uniform, and sent to her first assignment. 

She was flown on a giant Hercules cargo plane, out to Japan to join the 
American marine contingent there that was training the locals. 

The three marine pilots took full advantage, when they found they had a 
Suzie on their manifest. Although she didn't belong to them, Casey was at 
the disposal of any Marine officer who wanted to use her, and couldn't turn 
down their orders even were she so inclined. 

Even as the three men came out of the cockpit and wandered back towards her, 
with lewd expressions on their faces, her pussy began to heat up. "Take your 
clothes of slut." the captain ordered nonchalantly. 

She stripped off her uniform without question, as the admiring men looked 
on. 

"Now that's good fucking material." the co-pilot said. 

"Yeah, you can be sure we won't get young cunt like this." said the flight 
engineer angrily. 

They pushed her to a bench where she sat happily between the co-pilot and 
the captain as they fondled and stroked her ripe young body. When the flight 
engineer pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her pussy, she 
grunted and came all over him, showing the delighted men, just how well 
conditioned she was. 

The plane was equipped with a floor hatch for parachutists, and to Casey's 
dismay, she was force to lie on her back, across the hatch, so her hands and 
feet were at each corner. The officers then tied them firmly in place, and 
opened the hatch. 

Casey gasped in fright as the five foot square hatch dropped down beneath 
her, leaving her hanging completely naked, held only by the bands of leather 
on her limbs to the corners of the hole. 

Her head hung down, giving her a view of the ocean far beneath them as the 
plane droned on, on automatic pilot. Casey closed her eyes, and prayed the 
bonds were well tied, as her arms and legs strained against the sucking 
vacuum of air pulling against her body. 

Then the captain, knelt at the foot of the hole, and using her body to 
support him, crawled out over the hole. She gasped in pain as her shoulders 
and knees popped against the strain of holding them both aloft. 

The captain was completely atop her, lying on her, without touching the 
plane at all. He began kissing her voraciously, as his hands encircled her 
body, and stroked and kneaded the soft flesh of her back and buttocks. 

He grinned down at her impudently and reached down to place his cockhead at 
the bald little slit between her spread-eagled legs. She groaned as his fat 
cock slid into her. 

Instantly her sexual passions flared alive, overriding the pain from her 
wrist, ankles, arms, and legs. She tried to hump up at him as he slid his 
cock down deep into her belly and started to fuck her with long hard 
strokes. 

He was fully atop her, his legs dangling down outside the airplane as he 
bounced and bucked against her. His hands squeezed and fondled her upturned 
breasts, and his teeth suckled against her throat and ears. 

His hands came down to squeeze her buttocks and gripped them tightly for 
leverage as he pumped into her. Casey swung into another orgasm as the 
Captain drove his cockmeat in and out of the straining girl. She shook in 
orgiastic ecstasy as her burning cuntpit was blasted full of sperm. 

The captain rose, sated, his knees came down on her belly, then he rose to 
stand on her stomach. She groaned in pain, wondering if her arms would tear 
out. 

The captain walked up off her, his foot coming down on her right breast and 
squashing it against her ribs before he stepped off her and onto the floor 
of the plane. 

The co-pilot straddled her belly, his legs and feet around her like he was 
riding a horse. Gingerly, he moved upward, till he was right under her tits. 
He squeezed them together, squashing and mashing the two trembling tit 
mounds together. 

He pushed his rigid purple cock between them and started to tit fuck the 
girl. Casey whimpered, both from the pain of her limbs, and the bruising 
pressure he was putting on her breasts. 

Still, she was conditioned to arousal no matter what was done to her. She 
felt her breasts expand and swell as they were mashed and rubbed together. 
Felt with delicious excitement, his fat, juicy cock sliding between her milk 
sacks. 

His fingers pinched and twisted her hard, distended nipples as he fucked and 
jerked against her boobs furiously. 

"Like that, cunt?! " he gasped, as Casey whimpered and grimaced beneath him. 

Abruptly he humped far forward, driving his cockhead up against her lips as 
he fell across her face. She immediately opened her mouth and sucked in his 
oozing girl fucker. 

He fucked down against her mouth like it was a cunt, slamming his prick down 
her throat with hot excited intensity. He twisted his body around, so he was 
facing her cunt, and rammed his cock into her mouth again, this time jumping 
out of the airplane, and supporting himself by his arms grip around her 
waist and his legs squeezed around her head. 

He thrust himself balls deep into her throat, delighting in the tight 
constricted food tunnel that squeezed against his meaty cock. His face came 
down on her bald, dripping cunt mound and he bit it tightly, sending the 
Squalling crying blonde into a tremendous orgasm that practically left her 
unconscious. 

She managed to keep enough sense of mind to suckle fiercely on his driving 
prick. Her tongue racing up and down the length of it as he pumped into her 
face. 

His hands squeezed her buttocks tightly as he sucked on her cuntlips, 
slurping up girl juices, even as his own prick gushed forth a stream of hot 
jism into her throat. 

The flight engineer was eager to prove himself as good as the other two, but 
he had something else in mind. He slid atop the girl too, but then slid down 
beneath her to hang from her waist as the others looked on in surprise. His 
arms were tightly around her, hands squeezing down with so much pressure, 
Casey feared he would rip the fleshy cones off right her chest. 

His legs were between her own and pushed apart so they supported his lower 
torso with their pressure on her legs. His feet were lodged between her 
ankles and the walls of the hatch. 

She felt his cockhead probing at her anus, but neither of them could spare a 
hand to target it properly. Finally the knobby cockhead caught in her 
exposed hole and pushed inside. Just the head at first, but then inch after 
inch slid into her asshole. 

"This is a fucking tight sweet little asshole!" he shouted above the noise 
of the slipstream. He humped his body upward, driving his cock deeper into 
her shit tube, twisting his body around to jam every last inch inside her. 

Casey ignored the feeling of pressure on her limbs as she felt his cock 
driving inside her. She mewled in pleasure as ripples of hot, ecstatic joy 
surged up through her bowels and into her guts. 

He slammed his body upwards violently, cramming his fuckpole deep into her 
rectum with each stroke. He loosened his arms from her sides, so the entire 
weight of his upper body was held only by the tight hold of his fingers 
around her swollen tits. 

Casey whined in pain, and thought she felt a tearing sensation, as if her 
boobs were actually being pulled off by the tremendous weight on them. Then 
her body started to tremble and thrash against the weight and bindings as 
she dove into another intense orgasm. This time she was accompanied by the 
flight engineer who hammered his cock into her with enough power to rupture 
her permanently and sprayed wads of jism up into her guts. 

SEVEN 

They mercifully closed the hatch after that, and Casey was allowed to lie on 
the bench and recover for a few hours before she was called forward. 

There, she had to straddle each officer's seat and work her hot, plump pussy 
mound down onto their hardened dicks until they spurted their loads up 
inside her. 

By the time the plane landed in Japan she had come more than a dozen times 
easily. 

* * * 

A car with a respectful marine private driving, was waiting for her when she 
deplained, at the military airport in Tokyo. She enjoyed the aircon-ditioned 
ride through the city, though she thought it was rather dirty and noisy. 

The car drove eventually through the guarded gates of a large military 
compound, and around to a square, two story brick building with two sentries 
standing in front. 

"This is your residence Maam." the private said, jumping out of the car and 
opening her door. She winced at the sudden rush of hot moist air, and 
blinked in the intense sunlight, as she stepped out. 

The private got her bags from the trunk and led her up to the front door of 
the building and past the sentries. The lobby was small, and square, like 
the building itself. There was a reception desk set in the middle of the 
floor and a Sergeant sitting there. 

"This's Lieutenant Donovan, Sergeant." the private announced. 

"That's fine private, just leave the bags." the Sergeant replied. 

He placed them on the floor next to the desk and turned and left. 

"You're late." the sergeant scowled at her. She opened her mouth to protest, 
but he waved it off before she could speak. 

"Save it. It doesn't matter, just so you're here in time for the party 
tonight." Another sergeant arrived, in answer to a button the desk sergeant 
pushed. He looked Casey up and down with professional assessment. 

"Well at least they sent us a young one this time." he told the desk 
sergeant, who nodded. "Not that we'll get a piece of it." he replied. 

"OK Donovan. Pick up your bags and lets go." he ordered. 

Casey followed him down a narrow hallway to an elevator, which brought them 
up to the second floor. There they stopped at the door to a tiny room with a 
pair of cots, a small bureau, and a big closet inside. There were other 
clothes and things there already. 

Casey dropped her bags on one of the cots as the Sergeant showed her 
explained some rules she had to follow. 

"You're roommate is Lieutenant Myers, who's working overtime since the base 
is a girl short till now. Put your stuff away and shower. There'll be 
someone here to get you in an hour." he said. 

He closed the door behind him, as Casey opened her bags and started putting 
her things in the drawers and closet. Lieutenant Myers had a huge wardrobe, 
including a lot of slinky evening gowns, and sexy underwear. 

Casey smiled at her foolishness. They were army issue of course. She hoped 
she'd get to choose some of her clothes. She preferred blue and green. 

Suddenly the door burst open behind her. She whirled to find half a dozen 
grinning, laughing young men crowded just inside the doorway looking her up 
and down with excited interest. They were all marine lieutenants. 

"Hot damn!" one said. 

"Nice piece! another agreed. 

"I can't wait to screw this one!" said a third. 

"Ha! Fat chance unless you can wait till the brass is through with her." 

"Hey girl! What's your name?" one demanded. 

"Donovan sir!" Casey answered, her pussy already starting to heat up. 

"Get your clothes off Donovan." he said impatiently. 

" We want to see what you look like!" 

"Yeah strip it off baby!" another shouted. 

Casey obediently pulled open her uniform jacket, which was held only by 
snaps, revealing her rounded breasts, confined by a very tight thin shirt. 

"Ohh I like this!" one of the men exulted. 

Her skirt and shirt, in fact all clothes issued to the Suzie's were designed 
to be pulled off quickly. 

She pulled the skirt open and slid it off, then popped open the shirt. She 
posed seductively for the admiring, excited men, in her tiny lacy blue bra, 
and matching g-string. 

They whistled and hooted as she turned slowly in front of them, pushing her 
chest out, and then her ass as she turned her back on them. She bent over 
slightly, parting her legs, giving the excited group a full view of her 
pretty ass. 

"What a fantastic little ass!" 

"I can't wait to fuck it!" 

"I bet it's tight!" 

She turned and smiled at them, then popped the catch on her bra, opening it 
and letting her breasts out free. The men whistled and sighed as they beheld 
her high, firm breasts, and her tiny pink nipples. 

"I just gotta suck that!" 

"Yeah!" 

"I love tits!" 

"Fuck waiting! I'm gonna screw this little slut right now!" one of them 
yelled, rushing forward. He knocked Casey backwards with the force of his 
impact, as he threw his arms around her and buried his face between her 
breasts. 

He half dragged her back to the bureau, as she felt other hands at her 
stomach and ass, and thighs. A hand she couldn't see, pulled her g-string 
down and off, leaving her naked, to applause. 

The man who had rushed forward first, pushed her back across the bureau, his 
face mashing down on hers. His hands squeezing and kneading her breasts, 
while other hands stroked and squeezed up and down her body. 

She felt hands all over her, especially between her legs, as hands pulled 
her ankles far apart, and grasped, and clutched at her ass cheeks and pubic 
mound. She grunted as two long fingers were driven up inside her cunt tube. 

"I get to break the whore in first!" a tall redheaded man exclaimed. I'm 
senior." the others reluctantly agreed, and he stepped between Casey's 
splayed legs. 

He pulled her ass downwards a little so it was on the edge of the table. 
Casey's head, still hung out over the other end of the table, as the first 
guy who had touched her, continued to kiss, her face, and suckle and squeeze 
her now much enlarged titties. 

"Look at these hard little nipples!" he said. Proudly stepping back to 
display the erect nubbins to his colleagues. Casey mewled in pleasure as the 
redheao! pushed the hard head of his rigid member against her puffy bald 
cunthole and drove it deep inside with a single forceful thrust. 

"Ohhhhh She's tight!" he groaned. 

"Tight and wet!" 

Casey squirmed on the table, as the fuckpole slid back out then slammed back 
into her again. Soon the redhead began pumping her cunt with furious, high 
speed humps, that made his balls slap against her ass cheeks, and rocked the 
bureau against the wall. 

His hips slammed repeatedly into her inner thighs and groin, as he gasped in 
exertion and pleasure. His hands gripped her waist, jerking her back and 
forth like a lifeless doll, as he skewered her with deep, raping thrusts. 

"Take it you slut! Take my cock! Oohhhhh Man!" he gasped. 

Another of them scurried around to the head of the bureau and pushed his 
cockhead against her mouth. Casey opened her lips eagerly and sucked the 
hard prick deep into her mouth, then gulped inch after inch of it down into 
her throat, as the officer groaned and held her ears to keep her head down. 

He began fucking her face, with fierce humping jabs, that banged the back of 
her head against the side of the bureau with each thrust. 

Casey didn't care though, the addition of a second cock to her body, sent 
her already seething body, flying over the edge of a tremendous cum. The 
redhead fucking her pussy, had to hold her legs as they started to flip and 
jerk against him. 

She gargled in unrestrained pleasure into the cock reaming her throat. Girl 
juices gushed down her fuckhole, to envelope and coat the massive cock 
pistoning inside it. 

"Uughhhhh! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill this little whoooooore with jism!" 
the redhead groaned. 

Then he humped his groin forward, driving his pole balls deep into her, his 
back arched, and his head pulled back as he grimaced in release, and pumped 
wads of cum down into Casey's hole. 

He stumbled away, and another officer immediately took his place, cramming 
his meat into the glistening, satiny smooth cunt slit. He almost came right 
away, just at the sight of his reddened erection clasped between those soft, 
pulpy cunt lips. 

He threw his hips forward, watching excitedly as his proud organ disappeared 
into the seemingly tiny, little slit in the blonde girl's crotch. He bent 
forward, bringing his mouth down on her left breast, and sucking in her 
nipple and a big chunk of flesh. He chewed her hard pebble happily. His 
teeth nipping and twisting the tender flesh between them. 

Then the man fucking Casey's face blasted his hot load down into her throat, 
moaning in satisfied bliss as she gurgled and drank down every last drop, 
then licked his cock clean. 

Another guy took his place and Casey slurped his cock down into her mouth 
and then down her throat happily. Her guts were heaving and churning with 
the onset of a second orgasm as she worked her tongue up and down the shaft 
of the penis. 

The man fucking her stood back, his hands on her hips, fingers clutching 
tightly, and began fucking her with slow, hammering strokes. He poised just 
the head of his erection inside her, then with a short hesitation he jerked 
her whole lower body off the bureau, and up to meet his cock just as he 
slammed his hips forward, to impale her with the fuckpole. 

Then he slowly slid his cock back almost all the way out and repeated the 
maneuver. Each complete stroke took almost five full seconds, and each made 
Casey cry out soundlessly in pain and ecstasy as she was repeatedly emptied 
and crammed with hot male meat. 

She trembled as she slid into another orgasm, then her whole body shuddered 
with sexual fire as storms of electric ecstasy exploded out of her abused 
cunt and a roaring furnace of sensations rippled up and down her torso. 

"Look at this hot little cuntpad!" 

"See her squirm!? " 

"What a BITCH!" 

"Hurry up so I can screw her!" 

The guy between her legs speeded up his hammering fucking thrusts as Casey 
wiggled and her chest humped up and down on the bureau top. Her mouth was 
like a voracious vacuum cleaner as she suckled frenziedly on the cock 
embedded in her throat. 

Her cunt was crackling with high tension electricity. Her tits rippled back 
and forth in time to the powerful driving thrusts, and her hands opened and 
closed repeatedly. Euphoria swallowed her mind, turning her into jerking 
twitching blob of inflamed flesh. 

She rocked back and forth on her shoulders, the only part of her body 
touching the bureau. Her mouth suckled on the cock, trying to envelope every 
inch of it and even suck in his hanging balls too. 

"Suck it BITCH!" the man screamed, as his cum exploded out the end of his 
cocktube and sluiced down into her throat. He was practically riding her 
face and head, jamming his cock brutally hard down her throat as he groaned 
in happiness. 

The man fucking her cunt grunted in time to his fucks, then, as the man at 
her face, pulled wearily out, his hand raced up her body to grip her hair 
roughly, and jerked her whole upper body up off the table, and forward, so 
he could mash his lips against hers. 

He was holding her aloft, cock buried up her twat, her legs squeezed tightly 
around his waist, and his arms circling her back and head. His kiss was 
bruisingly rough, and she felt his teeth cut her lips as he jammed his 
tongue inside her mouth. 

He shoved her back against the wall, pushing one of her legs way up in the 
air, so it was back against her chest, and plowed his cock in and out of her 
gaping fuckhole with maniacal energy. 

Casey grunted, her eyes closed in weary shocked bliss. Her head fell back 
weakly, to bang against the wall, and her body quivered helplessly. His cock 
thundered back and forth in the teenager's cunt pit, as he slammed her body 
back against the wall with bruising force. Then he gasped and jetted his 
cock up into her guts in ecstatic release. 

"Come on, get out of the way and let me in there!" the last man cursed. 

He pushed aside his friend and grabbed Casey by the hair, jerking her off 
the table, roughly, and slapping her forward across the bureau. 

"I don't think I need any sloppy seconds." he exclaimed, pointing his 
cockhead at her winking little crinkled anus. 

"I'm gonna split these cheeks open and ream the little bitches asshole out 
for her!" 

"Haaaa!! " 

"Go to it man!" 

"Yeah! Fuck her ASS!" 

"You're gonna like this ain't you Suzie!? " 

His cockhead pushed forward, smoothing out all the crinkles in the little 
hole, pushing it open and wider to admit his fat, rigid phallus. He kicked 
her legs aside to open her even further, and humped his body forward, 
pushing his cockhead past her sphincter and into her little tube. 

"Man oh man is this little asshole tight!! " he exclaimed. 

He could feel the asshole clasping and squeezing tightly around his 
cockhead, and watched her asshole clinging roundly to every miniscule ridge 
and indentation of his manhood. 

He thrust forward, driving several inches of cock down into her rectum. 
Casey yelped in sudden pain as her asshole fought to adjust to this 
intruding staff. Then her asshole abruptly loosened and sucked in the rest 
of his cock like it was pulling back a stool. 

He felt his cockhead pulled deep into her guts, and felt the twisting length 
of her ass tube straighten out to receive his sceptre. He fought the suction 
to pull his cock backwards, then thrust forward, skewering her with his deep 
plunging cock. 

His hand came down on Casey's head, and grasped a wad of hair to jerk her 
head and upper chest up off the bureau top. 

"You like that split-tail ? ! " he demanded excitedly. 

"You like taking my cock up your asshole!! ? ? " 

Her mouth hung slackly open, and her eyes were bare slits as she dazedly 
nodded her head slightly in his grasp. 

"Say it bitch! Say how much you love it!" he demanded, ramming his cock high 
into her belly, and bringing a cry of sudden pain from the girl. 

"Come on slut!"" he cursed, twisting her hair back to pull her chest up and 
back in a bow. 

"PP.pp.p.p.pleeeeeze!! " she whimpered. 

"Say how much you love it you piece of shit!! " he gritted, jamming his meat 
up into her with vicious force, and jerking her head back even more. 

"Why the fuck aren't you ready yet you bitch?! " a voice demanded. She 
looked up blearily, her vision swimming. 

* * * 

"I..I..I Love it!! ! " she whined. 

"I Love being assfucked! 

"I love you fucking my asshole!! " she sobbed. 

He dropped her head with a curse, sending her chest and face plunging back 
to strike the bureau with a dull thump and crack. He grabbed both her thighs 
in his big hands and tore her legs up and apart, yanking them with powerful 
force until she was practically doing the splits on the table. 

His cock ripped in and out of her anus, skewering her asshole, sending 
wretched pain and rapturous pleasure boiling through her body, and flooding 
her near senseless brain with overloading bursts of fiery sexual sensations. 

She lay there unmoving, except for his thrusts, grunting like a mindless 
animal as the phallus impaled her and flooded white jism up her anus and 
into her guts. 

"That's a nice fuckin piece there!" she heard. 

"We oughta get more like that!" 

"Fuckin brass gets all the good meat!" 

The men did up their pants and departed, leaving Casey sprawled over the 
bureau, gasping for breath. 

"Oh for christs sake!" who's been screwing you?" it said angrily. 

Casey focused her vision on a large, overweight 

Sergeant, looming over her. His hand darted forward and he jabbed several 
fingers up her cunt, then withdrew them. 

"You stupid cow! You're so full it oughto be leaking out your nose!" 

She murmured something unintelligible in response, which only aggravated him 
more. 

"You can't go and see the General full of cum!" he gritted. 

Casey cried our in sorrow and pain as his hand lashed out and slapped her 
ass with a loud crack. He lifted his hand and cracked it down again, then 
again and again and again. The confused girl began bawling piteously as her 
ass was spanked with fast hard strokes, making the soft, tender flesh bounce 
and redden. 

"Now get up!" he ordered sternly. 

"Get into the shower and clean yourself off, and I'll try to find something 
to explain why you're late!" 

He jerked her off the table by the hair and flung her across the room 
towards the bathroom door. 

It took her ten minutes just to recover enough to turn on the water and step 
into the shower. Twenty minutes later, when the Sergeant showed up again, 
she was blow drying her hair in the mirror. 

"Hurry up will you!" he demanded. 

He moved up next to her, towering over the girl, who only came up to his 
chest. 

"Give me that." he sighed, pulling the dryer from her shaky hands. 

"Stand up straight!" 

He stood in front of her holding the dryer brushing her hair furiously, the 
bristles digging into her scalp. 

He concentrated on his task, styling the hair back and to the sides neatly. 
She stood there meekly, as he fixed her hair to his satisfaction. 

"Good enough." he muttered, shutting the thing off and putting it on the 
counter. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the bathroom. 

There was a gown on her bed, and he pulled her over to it and picked it up, 
and took it off the hanger. He held it in front of her as if measuring, then 
nodded in satisfaction and dropped it back to the bed. 

He picked up a g-string and knelt in front of her briefly. "Foot up." he 
said. 

She raised her right foot and he slid the thin string over it. "Other foot." 

She lowered her right foot and raised her left. The sergeant slid the 
G-string up her legs and settled the tight elastic band around her waist. 
The blue gown went on next. It was a slinky, shiny thing shaped like a the 
letter Y. The two arms of the Y enfolded her breasts though it plunged 
deeply, and if she leaned over, even slightly, it fell away from her chest 
revealingly. 

They joined together at waist level in a single strip of material that fell 
to below her knees. It was just wide enough to cover her front and back, 
though her thighs, and hips were bare, as were her sides, and if she moved 
too quickly, the back part would show her behind, nicely. 

The sergeant stepped back to scan her dress, then nodded satisfied. 

"All right, let's go." he sighed. 

Casey followed along behind as he strode out of the room and down the hall 
to an elevator. They traveled down to the lobby, then across it to a much 
better decorated section of the building. She could hear music playing, 
which grew louder as they approached a set of double doors at the end of 
this hall. 

The sergeant and she pulled up in front of the doors, where he handed her 
over to a small, skinny little man, with a receding hairline, and a pencil 
thin moustache, who was wearing a tuxedo. 

"Well it's about time." he said petulantly. His voice was very high pitched 
and had a nasal whine to it that Casey found instantly dislikeable. 

He grabbed Casey's bare arm without a word and led her through the doors. 

There was a party in progress. A number of high ranking officers were 
wandering around, glasses and cigars in hand talking and laughing together, 
almost always accompanied by a lithe young woman dressed in a similar 
fashion as Casey. 

He led her across the room past a number of small groups to a table in the 
far corner. Four men sat there, along with three young women. 

"General Morgan?" the little man said, in an oily tone. 

"May I present Lieutenant Casey Donovan." he pushed her forward subtlety. 

The man who was obviously General Morgan, looked at her appraisingly, a slow 
satisfied smile spreading across his lips. 

"Well, well, well. I must say, you are well worth the wait darling." he 
enthused, rising to take her hand. 

"Come sit down right over here." he indicated an empty chair next to his. 

"Why thank you General. I'm sorry I was late." 

"Think nothing of it my dear." he answered. "The best things in life are 
worth having patience for." 

Casey sat down next to him, eying the rest of the table discretely. 

All of the men there were Generals, bedecked with flags and ribbons. General 
Morgan was around fifty, she guessed. Very tall, and heavily built. He had a 
wide face, and flat, squared head, topped with very short hair, starting to 
go gray. 

The party was nice. All the officers were nice, and Casey and the other 
girls there, fawned and fussed nicely for them. As the evening wore on, and 
the drinks began to tell, the atmosphere began getting more intense, with 
repressed sexual desires. 

The talk of war turned to talk of sex, with many of the officers commenting 
lewdly and obscenely about their past exploits and their dates that night. 

General Thompson, to Casey's left, was the worst at her table. He went into 
great detail of how he had screwed a little Vietnamese girl in the war 
there, much to the delight of the other men at the table. 

"Course she didn't have the tits this one has." he laughed, his hand pulling 
open the front of his date's dress and cupping a wide, fat nippled breast 
tightly. 

The girl, a large bodied, brunette, with green eyes, sighed in pleasure, 
real or pretend, as his fingers kneaded her breast. 

"S'long as she's got three holes, who cares about her tits." another of the 
men slurred. 

"Sit up here baby." General Morgan directed Casey, patting his lap. She rose 
from her chair and settled sideways, onto his lap, one arm around his 
shoulder. 

"Hmmmm, these look tasty." he murmured, peering down at her breasts, exposed 
by her slouching position. 

His hand slid under the strip of dress covering her belly, and rubbed her 
stomach gently, before dipping lower and rubbing and squeezing her pubic 
mound through the g-string. His mouth pecked her cheek from time to time, or 
nibbled gently on the side of her throat, as his fingers twirled almost 
absently around her groin. 

Casey began to lose track of the conversation as those fingers began 
building up the heat in her guts. Her head rested against the General's 
chest and she purred almost like a kitten as he slid his fingers into the 
little g-string and slid them slowly up and down her bare slit. 

"Come on let's dance." he said. She didn't really hear him, but scrambled 
from his lap as he started to rise and accompanied him as he led her out 
onto the dance floor. 

The music was slow, some kind of waltz she figured, and the two of them 
moved slowly around the floor. The General held her tightly against him. At 
first his hand was on her back, but then slid down onto her buttocks to cup 
them firmly, with one then both hands. 

Other couples on the floor were similarly engaged, with one girl dancing 
completely nude with a little bald headed Admiral. 

Morgan's hands slid beneath the strip of clothe .to cup her naked ass 
cheeks. His fingers continuously worked in and out, kneading and squeezing 
her fine soft flesh. One hand slid down along her crack, and then further to 
go right up beneath her crotch and cup her pubic mound from behind. His head 
came down and kissed the side of her throat as his teeth chewed on her skin. 

"You got a nice, tight little ass Casey." he sighed. 

"Thank you sir." she mewled. 

One of his hands came up and slid inside her top, to squeeze her right 
breast. 

The music ended, and they went back to their table. 

Casey sat on his lap again, and he resumed his gentle rubbing and squeezing 
of her pussy. 

Casey trembled slightly from time to time, as little orgasms shook her. 

"Why don't you take the little cunt around back and plug her so she'll shut 
up?" one of the men demanded, as Casey's sighs and gasps became louder. 

"I want her to be white hot, when I stick it to her later." Morgan answered, 
gazing down at the wriggling little blonde. 

He pulled Casey around so she was straddling him, her back to his chest. 
This spread her legs more, giving him greater access to her crotch. He 
looked down the deep cup of her dress, to see her full meaty bags rising and 
falling with her rapid panting breaths. 

"Let's get this off you." he said easily, sliding her g-string down and off. 

"Much better." he grunted. His hand stroked her belly, and crotch, sliding 
along her thighs from time to time. 

His fingers dipped occasionally into her throbbing love hole, sending the 
little blonde into higher plateaus of pleasure. 

Casey sat slumped back against his chest, legs sprawled wide apart as his 
hand worked between them. The general seemed to ignore her except for his 
insistent roaming hands. From time to time, he looked down at her in 
satisfaction. 

Even sitting on his lap, her head was well below his. He undid the clasp at 
the back of her neck after a while, so her the top of her dress collapsed, 
leaving her naked from the waist up. Casey hardly noticed such was the dazed 
erotic pleasure rippling through her. 

The constant small cums left her hotter with each one, her pussy was 
desperate for a hard deep fucking but was instead being continuously stroked 
and touched by the General's teasing hands, which now began to work on her 
rapidly swelling breasts as well. 

He played with her like she was a toy, finding delight in each squirming 
moan, and shuddering whimper. His hands circled and stroked the tender, 
overheated skin of her tit orbs, making them twitch and shiver. 

Her little nipples stuck straight out like hard little pebbles. When he 
finally squeezed her boobs tightly, she gasped in joy and arched her back 
with a small cum. 

"If you don't screw that little slut soon she's gonna rape one of the dogs." 
a voice said cynically. 

"No hurry." Morgan replied. 

His hand slid down over her neck, between her breasts, and down over her 
trembling belly to cup her cunt mound gently, then slide a finger up inside 
her. 

Casey moaned desperately, her cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his finger 
voraciously. Eyes closed, mouth wide, her head rolled back and forth, as 
soft little sighs and gasps issued from her mouth. 

"So what did you think of that Syrian General?" Morgan asked one of his 
colleagues, seemingly overlooking, the trembling teenager on his lap. 

"I think he's an asshole." 

Casey whimpered as the fire in her belly grew higher and higher. Her breasts 
throbbed and pulsed in time to her breathing as the thin layer of taught 
skin fought to hold back the ever expanding tit flesh beneath. 

"All right honey, turn around and put it in." Morgan sighed patiently, 
giving his friends a suffering but tolerant look. 

Casey gasped and turned quickly around, her hands diving into the General's 
crotch to undo his pants. His organ was, astonishingly enough, still only 
semi erect. She pulled it out into the light and rubbed her hands up and 
down the wrinkled skin, squeezing it between her sweating fingers until it 
expanded and hardened. 

She rose slightly, squatting over his lap, to place the head of his organ 
against her plump, juicy cunt lips. Then she squeezed her legs together and 
threw her crotch forward and down, impaling herself on his meaty cock with a 
sound of joyful bliss. 

EIGHT 

The cock thrust deep up into her belly, slamming aside her tight, sodden 
pussy walls, and skewering the small blonde so thoroughly, she exploded in 
an immediate blinding orgasm, and simply sat there, clutching him tightly, 
and shivering as her cunt walls clasped and sucked on his massive tool with 
furious contractions. 

As she the others at the table looked on with interest, she began to hump 
against him, rubbing her hot bloated breasts against his chest as she drove 
herself up and down on his up-thrust cock pole. 

She pumped her ass up and down, his cock jabbing up inside her with each 
downstroke, and bringing a glad little cry of joy from her lips. His hands 
stroked her back, occasionally sliding down onto her rounded buttocks to 
give them a little squeeze. 

She rocked back and forth, his fuck pole embedded within her, as the fire in 
her guts spread and intensified, turning into a roaring that drowned out all 
thought and sound. Then her back arched so far it crashed down on the table, 
and her whole body shivered, and writhed through a blinding orgasm. 

Shimmering waves of erotic gratification ripped through her body. Even her 
toes and fingers twitched as she trembled through furious slashing bolts of 
searing ecstasy. 

The general squeezed her tits firmly, then bent forward and seized one fat 
hard nipple between his teeth to chew lightly on it. He sucked the nipple 
into his mouth, continuing to bite and chew it as his hand squeezed and 
twisted the other breast. Casey felt him hump against her and knew his 
indifference was only a ploy. 

Her head lashed back and forth desperately as she roared through another 
climax, just as she felt the General's cum exploding up into her belly. 

Thick globs of white jism flowed into her as the General's excited cock 
spurted out it's seed. 

She lay back supine, chest heaving with exertion, as his cock softened 
within her. Her face a mix of satisfaction and contentment. 

"Hot little bitch that's for sure." 

"She's got a cunt that could twist your cock right off." Morgan panted. 

Casey looked up through a mass of hair that covered her face and smiled 
exhaustedly. 

After she had recovered the men decided they wanted to see a little show, so 
Casey and one of the other girls, a slim little brunette with waist length 
hair, lay on the table and sixty-nined. 

Trie men sat enraptured as the two girls buried their faces in each other's 
cunts and started to lick. Casey was on the bottom, and looked up to see the 
girl's bald slit descend onto her face. 

She pushed her tongue up, feeling it slide along the brunette's tight cunt 
sheathe and up onto her clitty. She rasped her tongue up and down the slit, 
then pushed it inside as she felt the brunette's tongue glide along her own 
cunthole. 

After they'd each cum several times, Morgan took her off the table and led 
her by the arm out the doors of the room and down the hall. She was almost 
oblivious to her own nudity by now, and accompanied the general happily, 
knowing she would get a good fucking. 

They went into a small room, that was equipped solely with a big double bed 
and a small table. Morgan quickly stripped and jumped onto Casey who was 
laying spread-eagled in the bed. His cock slammed down into her cunt and 
began pumping furiously. 

Casey grunted with each stroke, twining her legs around the general and 
squeezing him tightly. His lips met hers for the first time, sucking and 
demanding. His tongue shot into her mouth, to slither over hers as his hands 
encircled her, locking them in a snug embrace. 

His loins pumped down against her, stuffing her hole full of meat again and 
again, until he came once more and spewed his juices up inside her belly. 

She sucked him back to life easily. The excitement of seeing her suck in his 
entire cock right to the balls almost made him come immediately. Instead he 
pulled her mouth away, wanting to fuck her again. 

He turned her around and pulled her to her knees then entered her from the 
rear. Casey mewled like a cat in heat as his fuckpole slid into her cunt 
tube and began thrusting in and out. 

She jabbed her ass back against him, meeting each thrust. Her breasts swung 
back and forth obscenely until his hands left her hips and slid down onto 
her hanging sacks to squeeze them tightly. 

His groin slapped repeatedly, with a dull wet smacking sound against her 
sopping cunt mouth and groin, as his prick slid back and forth within her. 
"Hot little slut!" he gasped. "Pump that little ass!" he panted, slapping 
her jiggling ass cheeks. 

His hands slid down onto her hips and began jerking her back and forth with 
greater speed and power as his cock churned away inside her belly. 

Finally he moaned, as his cock erupted in hot wads of cum. He fire hosed his 
jism deep into her guts as her clutching sucking cunttube gulped it all down 
ravenously. 

Casey whimpered, then began to grunt and gasp in pleasure as she came again 
also. Her face and chest collapsed onto the bed as she hugged her arms 
tightly around her chest, squeezing her tit mounds tightly, and humped back 
against him. 

Casey's apparent job here at the base, was to be General Morgan's aide and 
secretary. He had a male officer to do all his work for him, though. And 
Casey seldom had the time. 

Since she was not assigned solely to the General, but had many other 
officers to please, she was normally up most of the night, and slept, when 
she could, in the day time. 

When she was called over to act as his secretary, it was normally either to 
be bent across his desk and fucked thoroughly, or to impress some visiting 
officer or dignitary. 

One day, the General felt magnanimous towards a young sergeant. Casey didn't 
know why. She considered anyone not an officer, to be beneath contempt. But 
this Sergeant, Dave was his name, had apparently done something that pleased 
the General, and as a result, Casey, and another girl, named Anne, were 
given to him for an evening. 

He was eager to take advantage of that. When he brought the two naked girls 
back to his room, there were two other Sergeants waiting. "Jaysus!" one of 
them sighed, ogling Casey admiringly. 

"Ain't she somethin' Mark?" 

"I'll say, an' this one ain't bad either." He moved against Anne, who was an 
older girl, with large, proud breasts, and long, silky brown hair. 

Both Dave, and Mark were around thirty or so, and very muscular and fit, as 
befitted Marine sergeants. Dave was at least Six-four, while Mark was 
probably just under six feet tall. 

The third man was about forty or so. He had very short hair, a crew cut 
almost, and was beefy and going a little fat. "Nice little piece!" he 
breathed, his eyes feasting on Casey. 

"She don't look big enough to take my cock." he said. 

"My name is Jack, sweetheart." he squeezed her crotch roughly and laughed. 

He was shorter than the other two, and kind of skinny. 

Hands grabbed her from behind, and pulled her around. She opened her mouth 
in startlement just as Dave's face came down against hers and his lips 
mashed into her. His hands practically lifted her in the air as he bent over 
to kiss her, and jam his tongue between her lips. 

His hands shot around her and down onto her cupcake buttocks, squashing the 
soft flesh between his big fingers. Casey squirmed in his grip as she felt a 
finger thrusting up into her still aching asshole. 

"Hot little slut." Dave breathed. 

He pushed her backward and Casey stumbled half way across the room until she 
banged against the dining room table. Dave unceremoniously lifted her up 
onto the table, shoving her backwards, and yanking on her legs to pull them 
up and open. 

"I'm gonna plug this little fuckpad real good." he laughed. Casey's mewling 
protests, and feeble efforts at resistance went ignored as the others 
laughed and made disparaging remarks about Dave's manhood. 

He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled down his jockey shorts to 
reveal a darkly reddish penis already swollen with blood. He gripped it in 
his hand and rubbed the head up and down against Casey's puffy little cunt 
mound. 

Dave pushed his hard cockhead against Casey's tightly closed little cunt 
slit. 

"Let's see how tight you are babe." Jack said to Anne. He slid his hand down 
her back and gripped her buttocks tightly. Anne giggled and turned toward 
him and the two kissed passionately. 

Casey gasped as Dave's meaty prick pushed its way into her cunt tunnel, and 
he shoved forward. Six inches of cock slid down into her in one stroke. Dave 
heard the gasp, and looked her in the face with a ferocious grin. "Like that 
baby? Wait for the rest of it! I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt till 
your ears leak with my cum." 

"Promises, promises." Mark snorted. He was standing at the side of the 
table. He grabbed hold of Casey's wriggling hands and held them above her 
head with one hand, as his other slithered across her breast meat, fondling 
and stroking the silky skin. 

Dave grunted, and lurched forward again, slamming his cock, balls deep into 
the tight teenage pussy in front of him. "Jesus Christ this is a hot little 
cunthole!" he exclaimed. "It's liable to tear my prick right off!" 

His hands held Casey's legs, high up on her thighs, his fingers completely 
encircled the girl's slim legs, and he used them as leverage to jerk her 
body forward and back as he began thrusting into her in earnest. 

Jack had Anne down on her knees on the floor, and was positioning his hard 
erection at her cunt hole as she gasped and urged him on. Her tits hung down 
like cow udders as Jack skewered her with his prick. 

Casey felt every inch of Dave's cock sliding in and out of her soft skinned 
cunt tunnel. 

Her skin began to feel electric as Dave's prick rubbed back and forth 
against her vaginal lips and tiny clitty. 

She turned her head to the side to see Anne getting fucked doggie style by 
Jack. She could see that, though he was smaller than the other two men, Jack 
had a very large penis, larger than the one Dave was thrusting in and out of 
her crotch hole. She was grateful that he was using it on Anne instead of 
her. She wasn't sure she could cope with something that big. 

Her body was slipping back and forth on the polished table with the 
increasing force of Dave's fucking. His cock was ripping in and out of her 
little cunt with very short rapid strokes as Dave gasped in pleasure at her 
tightly clutching pussy walls. 

"Man-o-man-o-man-o-man." he gasped, driving his cock far into the girl's 
slit. His hands shoved her legs backwards, up against her chest, thus making 
her cunthole even tighter against his pistoning meat. "I.. . love.. . this.. 
. cunt.. . ! " he panted in time to his thrusts. 

"Don't wear it out man." Mark grinned. Casey was fairly bouncing around on 
the table as her body was violently reamed and impaled by Dave's furiously 
fucking cockpole. His hips pounded against her splayed thighs, making the 
girl grunt in pain. 

Then Dave drove his cock deep into Casey's burning cunt tunnel and stiffened 
all over. He stopped breathing as the waves of orgasmic ecstasy rushed over 
him. All feeling was centered in his penis as fuck juice spurted repeatedly 
out the tiny round tip and gushed down into the sucking depths of Casey's 
hungry cunt. 

Then he collapsed forward onto the girl, his lips seeking hers in a tight 
embrace. His tongue slamming into her mouth to wriggle around like a live 
snake. His chest crushed her to the table, as his hands tore through her 
hair, and raced up and down her body. 

He gave one final thrust, allowing the teenage crack tunnel to squeeze out 
the last of his cum before pulling his already softening prick out of her 
and staggering aside. "That is one tight little twat." he gasped. 

Casey lay there unmoving as Dave leaned against the table to catch his 
breath. Her cunt was slightly aroused by the fucking. She had come here 
determined not to get excited around mere enlisted men, but time was 
starting to work against her. She could hear Anne groaning and moaning on 
the floor next to the table, and turned her head to see her and Jack still 
going at it like rabbits. 

No.. . Like dogs.. . she had seen dogs fucking like that before on a 
sidewalk near her home. Anne was down on all fours as Jack half knelt behind 
her, half lay atop her, his cock ramming in and out of her cunt mouth. 

Then her observations were interrupted as Mark stepped between her legs. He 
had removed all his clothes, unlike Dave who had merely dropped his pants 
down to his ankles. Fucking was a serious thing to Mark, and he intended to 
be properly prepared. 

Casey sighed, and then looked casually downward between her spread legs. She 
gasped in surprise, and her eyes went wide. She looked closer, sure that she 
had made a mistake. Mark's cock was.. . was.. . she blinked in astonishment. 
"Like that, little girl?" Dave leered from beside his friend. 

Mark's cock was not only enormous, easily fatter than her fist, and longer 
than anything she had yet been fucked with, but was pain'ted, or tattooed. 
It was multicolored, and had little rings around it like a ruler, with 
numbers next to the rings. 

Mark held it proudly upright for her examination. Each ring was about an 
inch long, and as she looked in stunned disbelief she counted, one.. . two.. 
. four.. . eight.. . ten.. . twelve.. . ! " She gulped in fear, trying to 
edge backwards on the table. The two men laughed, and Mark rubbed his big 
prickhead against her hairless little cunt crack. 

"Wait for us!" Anne and Jack had finished their fucking while Casey had been 
staring at the big cock sticking out from Mark's crotch. They scrambled 
tiredly to their feet, to stand around the table where they could get a good 
look at the contact between Mark's prick and Casey's slit. 

Dave held her right leg far open, while Jack held her left. Anne moved to 
the other side of the table and grasped Casey's wrists, holding them above 
her head. Mark held his cock in both hands and pushed it's pointy tip 
towards the girl's cunt. 

"GGGGAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH!! ! " Casey groaned, as Mark pushed aside her cunt 
lips, ramming his cock head hard against her slit. Slowly, the monster cock 
penetrated the lightly oiled pussy. Bit by bit, as Casey gritted her teeth 
and struggled against the hands holding her, the cockhead penetrated her 
body. 

She felt her cuntlips spread wider and wider, felt the enormous tension as 
the immense prong pushed into her, forcing her cuntlips further back, 
opening her cunt mouth to a diameter she had never imagined possible short 
of child birth. 

Her mind spun with pain and fear as the cockhead pushed into her. She was 
sure her cuntlips would rip, that she would be torn open by the monstrous 
fuck pole. She heard a pleased gasp from the four adults, and the pressure 
on her cuntlips lessened slightly. 

She looked down to see the cockhead enveloped by her cunt. Could, in fact 
feel it's swollen fullness inside her cunt tunnel. "That's two." Anne 
breathed. Mark shoved forward, and Casey jerked against the hands holding 
her as more of the cock drove into her body. 

"Three!" laughed Dave. 

"Four!" Jack said. 

"Five!" Anne giggled. 

Casey felt like she was being ripped in half, like her groin was being cut 
apart, split up the middle by a horrible spear of pain that jammed itself 
ever further into her belly. Never had her cunt felt so tight, so full and 
bloated. 

"Six!" 

"Seven!. . . Eight!. . . Nine!" Her whole body was shivering and writhing 
against the table as Mark continued to press into her. His cock drove deeper 
and deeper into the small teenager's body, his powerful erection sliding 
into her crack like a snake pushing into a wormhole. 

"Ten!. . . Eleven!" She felt the cockhead ramming up against the end of her 
cunt pit, but still it thrust down into her. Like the irresistible force 
against the immoveable object, it continued to press harder and harder, 
until it seemed to slip past or to the side of whatever was blocking it and 
slammed up into an area of her guts she had never before felt. 

She twitched and jerked spastically, her mouth whining and babbling in pain 
and woozy confusion. 

"All the way!" a voice yelled. 

"No he's not, There's still a bit left." 

Ann slid her hand down to the join between the cock and pussy, her fingers 
going around Mark's prong, and her face bending forward to look from inches 
away. 

"Give her to me!" Mark gasped. 

They let go her arms and legs, which Casey no longer hand control over 
anyway. Mark lifted her off the table. His huge fingers slid around her 
waist, completely encompassing the thing body of the teenager. His fingers 
joined together around her back, and his thumbs pressed against each other 
over her belly button. 

His hand then went around her ass and he jerked her up in the air against 
him. Casey's head lolled forward against his chest as he bent his body 
backwards, the girl still impaled on his upward thrusting monster cock. 

He lowered his body slightly, bending his knees, then suddenly sprang 
upward, jerking the small teenager up in the air. Six or seven inches of 
hard cockmeat was ripped out of her cuntmouth as Casey was yanked upward, 
then Mark, with the help of gravity, slammed the girl back down, even as he 
thrust upwards with his groin. 

Casey screamed as the enormous fuck pole ripped up into her cunt tunnel and 
into her womb itself. Her groin came crashing down against Mark's, her legs 
flopping to the sides, her upper body slamming against his chest. There were 
gasps of disbelief and excitement from the others as they witnessed the 
impalement of the pretty blonde girl. 

Mark bent again, then threw Casey upward. This time eight or ten inches 
pulled free of the constricting walls of her cuntal cavity. Again she was 
jerked back downward, and violently impaled upon the massive penis. Again,. 
. . and again,. . . and again Mark threw the blonde up and jerked her down. 

Casey was flung up and down like a lifeless rag doll. Her cunt was reamed 
and ripped by the monster cock she continually fell upon. Her mind was 
driven into a small corner, overpowered by the pain and shock of the 
forceful penetrations. 

Yet roiling and tossing amid the maelstrom of pain was a churning windmill 
of sexual energy and heat, activated by the furious rasping, tearing 
movement of the prick within her. Her cunt loosened, marginally. Girl juices 
poured down into her shocked fuck tunnel. Her arms, quite instinctively, 
locked around Mark's neck, trying to hold herself in place. 

Her legs tried several times, before succeeding it folding around his waist. 
This lessened her movement as he flung her upward, but not by much. Her 
groin continued to be jerked and yanked up and down. Her pussy was churned 
and squeezed by the prick embedded within it. 

Mark fell backwards onto a chair, pulling the girl atop him. Her body 
dropped down onto his, her twat skewered as it enveloped his massive prong. 

NINE 

Casey felt the monster penis throb and pulse within her silky cunt tunnel. 
Little cries and mewls of stupefaction came from the bewildered girls mouth 
as she was assaulted by wave upon wave of high tension sexual pleasure that 
surged out of Mark's cock and seeped into every fiber of her being. 

She was almost unaware, so centered on her cunt was she, when Jack stepped 
behind her and pushed his raging hard-on against her crinkled anal opening 
above her crammed cuntal cavity. Her ass spread wide, her buttocks up and 
out, his cock had little difficulty, especially with the power his 
excitement leant him, penetrating her rectal cavity and punching down into 
her guts. 

Casey's eyes opened even wider. She seemed to shiver all over, and her cunt 
pressed even harder against the huge cock inside her belly. A long low moan 
of utterly mindless pleasure oozed out of her mouth. It was like the wind 
whipping through a crack in a door frame. A continuous moan that rose higher 
and higher, until the girl was shrieking in furious, raging ecstasy and 
gratification. 

Her body spasmed continuously, writhing and jerking between the two men. Her 
head banged up and down against Mark's chest as a blinding hurricane of 
sensations tore apart her mind and sent it spinning helplessly through a mad 
vortex of raging ecstasy and pleasure. 

Marks cock exploded, and cum fire hosed up into her belly, washing her womb 
out with its hot salty juices. He threw his arms around the teenager to hold 
her tight against him as her cunt sucked and jerked on his cockpole, ripping 
the squeezing the sperm out of it with its powerful cramp pull. 

Casey grunted continuously, her body twitching and jerking in Mark's tight 
embrace. Her entire body turned crimson then white, then red again. Jack 
groaned and stuffed his organ deep into her asshole, spewing forth his cum 
juice, pumping it up into her bowels as he groaned in satisfaction. 

Inside Casey's body and mind, pandemonium reigned as tornadoes of immense 
power tore back and forth through her brain. Her body vibrated to the 
furiously pounding heart that sent blood pumping through her veins at a 
furious rate. Every nerve ending in and on her body screamed and howled in 
gratification. 

Mark and Jack pumped more and more sperm into the wriggling thrashing 
teenager, their cocks sucked and drained by the vacuuming holes enveloping 
them. Casey gurgled a final time, her mouth gargling an inhuman sound, and 
then the dazed teen dropped senseless into the blackness of unconsciousness. 

"H.. . H.. . Ho.. . Holyyyyy GAaaaaaawwwwwd!" Jack groaned. "What a cunt! 
What a cunt!" Mark panted. 

"Shit! Are you sure she's still alive!? " Anne exclaimed. 

"Her hearts pounding like a jackhammer." Mark sighed, cradling the girl in 
his arms as Jack pulled his cock from her clutching asshole. 

Anne and Dave pulled the unconscious teenager off him, her crack slipping 
off his softened penis easily. 

They lay her down on the rug, her legs still spread apart, her head lolling 
to the side. "Look at that cunt!" Anne gasped. 

Casey's slit was now a gaping oval hole in her crotch, big enough for the 
woman to slide three fingers into without touching the sides. But even as 
they watched, the tunnel slowly recovered and the pussy walls pulled 
together to leave the same small crack in her crotch as before. 

"Young cunts like that could take a fence post and still be tight after." 
Dave remarked. "She's good for a lot of fucking yet." Mark sighed. 

But they were only enlisted men, Casey thought dizzily. 

* * * 

Her duties with the General went on for about six months, then one day she 
recieved new orders. She was being transferred. They didn't bother to tell 
her where of course. She was simply packed away on another cargo plane, with 
the few little knick knacks she called her own, and sent to her new post. 

* * * 

To her surprise she recognized the camp, although it was not the one she 
started out at. She was at her own home camp! The one her father and she 
lived at before she joined the marines. 

She hoped she would be given a chance to see her family while she was here. 
She wondered if they'd recognize her in her uniform. Her hair had lengthened 
considerably too, it now brushed her shoulders. 

She was met and driven to the suzie compound by a young marine. It was much 
bigger and better equipped than the one in Japan. The walled in compound 
contained a large man made lake where marine officers, accompanied by naked 
suzies, lounged around in comfort, basking in the heat. 

There were a number of small islands just right for having heated sex on. 
Inside were saunas, hot tubs, massage rooms, and banquet halls, as well as 
lavishly equipped rooms for using the girls. 

Casey barely had a chance to unpack when she received word on the intercom 
to prepare herself and go to one of the sex rooms. She showered quickly and 
hurried down to the room. 

It was done up comfortably. It was made up to look like a little girl's 
room. There were girlish posters on the walls. The big four poster bed was 
covered in pink and white chintz , and there were dolls and teddy bears 
scattered about. 

She put on the baby doll top and panties she found there and got into bed. 
She turned off the lights and dozed a little waiting for the officer to come 
in. She knew she was a substitute for his own daughter. The officers who 
chose this room had a hard-on for their own girls, and used this as instead. 

The door opened, brightening the room momentarily, then closed. She kept her 
eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. She felt him approach the bed and then 
sit down on it next to her. She lay on her back, the covers up to her chin. 

She felt the covers slowly pull back. The slid down off her body till she 
was completely uncovered to him. Still she kept her eyes closed, though she 
peeked a little. She couldn't see anything but shadows anyway. 

She could hear his breathing as his excitement mounted. Then a hand gently 
slid over her breast, over the thin top. It pressed against her breast very 
lightly, then squeezed just a bit. Ever so slowly it slithered down off the 
mound and down over the naked skin of her belly. 

It stroked the soft, warm skin for a minute, then moved further down onto 
her panty covered abdomen and down over her crotch. Again it squeezed 
lightly, before moving down and stroking her legs and inner thighs. She felt 
the hand tremble slightly as it stroked her skin, then it was removed. 

She felt a hand at her top again. The top could be untied in the middle, and 
the man proceeded to do just that. Again he was very slow and gentle, as if 
not wanting to wake her. 

She felt her top opening up. Felt the sides parting, being pulled aside so 
her naked breasts could be viewed. Still she lay unmoving, breathing full, 
even breaths as if asleep. 

She felt a hand on her left breast. It squeezed her breast slowly, then the 
fingers slid onto her nipple and pinched it very delicately. Casey felt a 
tingle in her loins as the scenario unfolded. The little play was exciting 
her too. 

The hand covered her breast, squeezing it and stroking the skin. Then she 
felt a hot shaky breath next to her right boob, and then a tongue slithered 
onto her nipple and licked it gingerly. The tongue slid around her breast 
for a minute then returned to her nipple and she felt his lips circling the 
now erect little nub. 

He pressed his mouth over her nipple and suckled on it softly. Casey moaned 
helplessly, though it did not phase the man. It could be interpreted as part 
of the play anyway. His hand continued to lightly squeeze her left breast as 
his mouth suckled on her right. 

After a few minutes he withdrew slightly, then she felt his hands sliding 
feather like, down over her ribs, and over her belly to the wasitband of her 
panty. His hand slid beneath the elastic and down over her abdomen and onto 
her bald pubic mound. His fingers slid up and down her slit gently, then one 
finger dipped slightly inside before the hand withdrew. 

She felt his fingers grasp both sides of the waistband and very slowly peel 
the thin panty down over her hips. She helped by raising her ass off the bed 
very slightly, and unnoticeably. The panty slid off her hips and down her 
legs, to be pulled off her feet. 

She lay there completely naked now, her skin flushed and her cunt boiling at 
the slow teasing game. His hands pulled her legs apart by a gentle insistent 
pull on the ankles. When her legs were wide apart, she felt his hand return 
to her crotch. He started stroking and squeezing her pubic mound, very 
lightly, then she felt his mouth against her and trembled with anticipation. 

His tongue licked lightly along her slit, up and down it went, very slowly 
and softly. Then it pushed with greater force, dipping a little inside the 
velvety lips of her twathole. It flickered over her little clit repeatedly, 
driving her mad as she fought to show no reaction and her belly boiled with 
lust and desire. 

Slowly he licked up her body, his tongue sliding all over her abdomen and 
belly and then up over her rip cage to her breasts. He was using more force 
now, as his own excitement took over. 

His naked body slid up her own, she felt his weight settle over her as his 
mouth sucked and chewed on the side of her neck. His hands were squeezing 
her breasts with heavy pressure now and she felt his meaty erection against 
her belly. She figured nobody would be expected to sleep through this so she 
pretended to waken. 

"H..Huuuhhhh?" she said groggily. "I.. .IsT..that you Daddeeeee?" she asked 
in a little girl voice. 

"Ssshhhhhh." was the soft reply. 

His mouth slid onto hers and his tongue moved past her parted lips and into 
hers. His body settled firmly atop her and his hand reached down for his 
penis and placed the tip against her oozing pussy slit. 

"Dadddeeeeeeeeeee!" she complained softly. "I feel so funny down there!" He 
didn't reply, pulling her mouth back to his and pushing downward with his 
hips. His cockhead pushed against her vaginal lips and shoved them aside. 

Slowly and gently it slid down into her cunt sheath, the fat rigid penis 
pushing into the blonde teenager with delightful warmth and dignity. His 
cockhead slid up against her cervix and she felt his balls against her tight 
buttocks as he sank all the way in. 

His hands squeezed and kneaded her swollen breasts as their mouths mashed 
together passionately. Casey felt her lust rise even higher, felt herself 
approaching her first orgasm. 

The cock began to slowly pump inside her. Very slowly it eased back out and 
then slid back in. She moaned softly, and shivered in happiness. "OOOooooooo 
its so big daddeeeeeeee!" she whined. 

The cock began thrusting into her faster and with more force. His head came 
down and suckled ferociously on her right breasts, his hands slid under her 
and gripped her satiny buttocks in tight fingers, squeezing and kneading 
them. 

His cock churned within her as he slid a finger up into her asshole, and 
crammed his cock furiously into her. Casey gasped and then grunted in 
pleasure as she climaxed under him. 

Her body spasmed and her groin humped back up at him as she was engulfed in 
the throes of carnal bliss. 

Suddenly the lights came on. Casey looked up through blinking, blurred eyes 
and gasped anew as she recognized the marine officer atop her. It was Dennis 
Elwood Donovan. Her own father! 

He smiled softly down at her and began humping his groin down against her 
again. His pulsing cock slid in and out of her quivering wet vagina. 

"Daddy!" she cried in shock and happiness. 

"My little baby!" he murmured. 

"I've wanted to do this for so long now." He lunged forward, driving his 
cock balls deep inside her and dropped his mouth onto her left breast to 
suck and chew on her erect nipple. 

His head rose again and his arms slid around her, his hand in her hair and 
the other around her waist as he held her tightly against him. 

"Fuck me dadddyyyyyy!" she groaned. 

"I will baby. I will." he whispered. 

His cock thrust deep into her hole, and pumped in and out with fast full 
strokes. Casey groaned as her second climax approached. Then she whimpered 
as she slid over the edge and fell twitching and shaking into a deep, soul 
satisfying orgasm of enormous length. Her father spurted his jism repeatedly 
into her belly as his own cum overtook him and they climaxed together. 

"I missed you Daddy." she smiled after she had recovered her breath. He had 
rolled off her, lying next to her on the bed. His arms encircled her, 
pulling her next to him as they lay together on their sides. 

Her buttocks pressed against his crotch as his flaccid penis recovered from 
it's excitement. 

"My little baby." he whispered. 

His hand slid down over her belly to her pubic mound and slid absently up 
and down her slit. 

"I missed you too Casey." he said. 

"Why didn't you tell me what would happen if I joined the marines?" she 
wondered softly. 

"I couldn't tell you baby. Nobody knows except the corps. I would be 
betraying the corps if I told anyone else, even you." 


THE END
