Sit back and endure the abuse

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Current revision as of 01:51, 5 December 2020

Dread overcomes you as you realize any resistance might be irrelevant. You scrunch your face in disgust as his mouth closes clumsily over yours. Instinctively, you clamp your lips together, but they separate in a scream when he claws into your tits. His tongue seizes the opportunity to penetrate your lips, and he tastes you rapturously.

His growing bulge grinds against your crotch, and a warm arousal overtakes you. You suddenly realize you've unconsciously spread your thighs apart; on some level, the firmness of his cock pressing against you down there feels good. In shock, you tighten your legs, but the soldier takes this as encouragement and moves his mouth over your tits.

The prickling pleasure from his tongue circling your areola and slurping your nipples jerks your head back. Desperate alarm overtakes you as you grasp his waist, futilely trying to slow his gyrations against your covered pussy. The sensation of your lacy panties brushing up on your clit solicits a strenuous, dismayed moan from your parting lips. Momentarily gratified, the soldier lifts his mouth from your breast with a decadent slurp, leaving the crest moist and extruded from your heaving chest.

"The fucking whore is into it!" he exclaims to the driver. He receives a cackling laugh in response, and looks back at you, grinning with self-satisfied smarm. You wince as he reaches again at your chest and deliberately twists your nipple. "Maybe you can't wait, huh? Maybe you'd prefer if I save the interrogators some time and fuck you right now?"

You feel venomous anger seep into your eyes, and you glare hatefully in answer to his lurid barbs. His hand slides down your taut stomach and slips between the waistline of your panties and the silky mound inside them. The hate in your eyes is overtaken by a thrilling shudder as his palm grasps you there, feeling up your shaven skin.

You close your eyes as he whispers to you. "Beg me to do it. Beg me to drag you over the hood of this car and fuck you senseless. Do that, and maybe I'll convince the interrogators to let you live as my little concubine after they're done with you."

Your back arches as he drags his finger down your vulva and into your vagina. You feel the slickness of your pussy sliding against his finger. Another extended moan. You're at his mercy, and you know it.

"This is the best chance you're going to get, you little slut."

You blink wildly, trying to gather yourself to assemble some kind of resistance, and your eyes focus in on his fingers spread before your eyes, with his eyes glinting triumphantly behind them. A strand of your sticky girl cum extends between his two fingers. Your face turns red, but you aren't sure if it's from shame or sheer rage.

• Steel yourself and try to resist him.
• Beg him to give you his cock. You don't have any other choice.
• Refuse to give in to the soldier. You can find another way out of this.
• Bite down on your cyanide capsule. There's no other way out.