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  The Sergeant pulled Angels hands up until they were in front of his pants, his hard cock already straining the khaki’s, threatening to burst the zipper. “Use one of your hands to grab my cock Angela. Show me how well you can rub it.” He waited her eyes wide open in surprise that he would even ask her to submit to such a demand. If she only knew what the General would require of her tonight.

  She wouldn’t dare do such a thing, having only stroked her last boyfriend’s cock, but not to a strangers cock like a street whore would do. She saw him bend over her, his hands reaching out to her, his upper body almost covering her. She jerked when she felt rough, calloused fingers touching her smooth, sensitive breasts, both of her breasts grabbed in his large hands. “EEEEEEHHH,” she screamed in pain as her nipples felt like they were squeezed in a vise, the blood quickly drained from the tips. She tried to shake them loose, but it only increased the pressure he put on them, squeezing the swollen tips even harder.

  The Sergeant’s cock jerked in his pants when he saw her tits shaking, her nipples pinched tightly, his fingers pulling out on them as she tried to escape his powerful grip. He pulled her nipples out farther, moving her tits up and down by the nipples, pleased at the way the tender mounds seem to ripple. She screamed again. “I said stroke my cock Angela. I can make this as painful as I want, but ultimately you will do as I say.” He twisted his fingers, seeing her nipples tighten up, her face contoured in pain, her lips clenched tightly.

  It felt like her breasts were on fire, shooting pains ripping up her spine from her nipples, unable to comprehend how anyone could inflict such pain on her delicate tips. She screamed again, but she only saw his lips pull back into a smile at her pain. She had no choice, her hand moving up tentatively, one hand pulling back when she felt his cock jerk when she touched it, afraid of what she had done. He twisted her nipples again, her hand moving back to his cock, this time her slim fingers encircling the hard, throbbing member beneath his pants. It was huge, her fingers running up the shaft until she reached the head, feeling it jerk as she pinched the head, not knowing what she was doing.

  “Stroke it up and down Angel, that’s good,” the Sergeant loosening his grip on her nipples, but still holding them, feeling them harden under his touch. He looked at her face, red in embarrassment as she slowly masturbated his cock as he began to play with her nipples, this time more tenderly. “See how it is more pleasurable if you obey,” he murmured to her. She might not know what she was doing, but her hand knew instinctively how to do it, her fingers sliding up and down his shaft, her fingers pinching the tip when it reached the head. His cock throbbed as he looked down at her, her nipples now redder from the abuse, his cock now being masturbated by the young American girl.

  She had no choice; her hand masturbated the Sergeants cock, feeling the hard shaft beneath her fingers, running them up and down. His fingers were tender now, slowly teasing the tips to hardness, a nail rubbing over the sensitive tip sending shivers up her spine. “NNNO,” she purred as she felt a pair of hot lips suck one her nipples into his mouth, her back arching up as he applied suction to it, the rubbery tip pulled deep inside her mouth. “MMMMM,” she moaned as his tongue lapped at the tip, the rough, wet tongue sending mixed signals to her brain, her nipple throbbing to the stimulation, his teeth biting into her areola, sending the blood rushing to the stimulated tip. She stroked his cock faster, not even realizing what she was doing as she felt the familiar wetness between her legs.

  The Sergeant’s hand cupped her breast in his hand, his large palm able to encircle it and grip it tightly, blood rushing quickly to her trapped nipple. He could almost feel her pulse in her nipple as it throbbed, her youthful breast now glistening with his saliva as he noisily sucked her nipple as a baby would suckle his mother. Her hand squeezed his cock harder now, sliding up and down the front of his pants, masturbating his cock as he sucked and bit her nipple. He moved to the other one, his hand still squeezing the first as he gripped her nipple behind the tip with his teeth and let his tongue play back and forth over her trapped nipple, sucking it deeper into her mouth, stretching it out. It felt good, her hand stroking his cock, but he knew he would cum soon if she continued and he still had more to do to her before he would leave her. He stood up, both of her breasts glistening in the light from his saliva, the nipples swollen and engorged with blood, her chest heaving up and down. She had a surprised look on her face when he pulled away, disappointed that he stopped.

  “Your hands are good at jerking off cocks Angela. You must do it often,” seeing her turn red in shame at how she performed.

  Her wrists were lowered to the bed rail, a click and she knew they were bound again, a sharp yank on them confirming it, the bar clanging noisily on the metal rail. She watched as the Sergeant moved around to the side of the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand falling on her naked stomach, Angela clenching her thighs even tighter.

  His eyes watched hers as his hand began a circular motion on her stomach, feeling her muscles tighten as he increased the size of the circle, his hand moving lower and lower. “Such silky skin Angela.” He let his hand move lower, touching the delicate panties, pushing them lower down her abdomen as he continued caressing her.

  She couldn’t do anything to stop him, his hands pushing down her panties as he hand moved sensuously over her abdomen, knowing that he would soon be touching her blonde bush. His eyes continued to stare at her, watching her expression as she suffered the humiliating fondling of her body by the Sergeant. An electric tingle went through her sex when he touched her fine, blonde hair on her pubes, igniting the tiny sensors.

  “I think these are in the way,” grabbing her tiny shorts from the side and peeling them down over her hips, her clenched thighs no match for his powerful strength as he quickly stripped them from her body, leaning back to slip them off of her feet, finally throwing them into the corner. He looked at her face, her eyes clenched tightly together, ashamed at being stripped naked before him, unable to look him in the eyes any longer. He leaned over her face and whispered to her, “I going to strip you naked Angela. I want to see that lovely cunt again.” She shook her head in protest, his hand stroking her cheek, “and then I’m going to masturbate you Angela. But not with my fingers, I’m going to use my tongue. I’m going to eat that sweet little pussy.”

  Her eyes shot open in protest, his face only inches from hers, “no one has ever done such a nasty thing to me. Please don’t,” she begged. She couldn’t image having him do such a thing to her; his eyes would only be inches from her sex. She could almost feel his hot breath between her legs, her imagination triggering a flood of emotions in her untrained body. She felt his hand move lower, her panties sliding down as his hand pushed down on her abdomen, feeling his palm rubbing over her bush, a place that no man except her doctor had touched. His hand moved inside her panties, cupping her sex with his large fingers. She tried to escape his hand, her hips moving side to side, but she only succeeding in letting one of his fingers slide between her pussy lips, trapped in the hot depths of her pussy, her puffy lips enclosing his finger in her heat. She could feel it moving as she would do when she masturbated, sliding from side to side, feeling her body betraying her, her juices beginning to flow.

  “Yes, such a hot pussy,” his finger masturbating her, watching as her hips move, thinking that she was enjoying it. He pulled his hand out of her panties. “Let’s get rid of them, I want to see that naked pussy.” He pulled her panties down her legs, almost tearing them as he did. He held them up to his face, breathing in her scent. “I love the smell of virgin pussy,” seeing her clench her eyes closed again, unable to look into his face again. “But first things first, you need to be warmed up.” He grabbed her hips, flipping her over onto her stomach before she could even mount any defense, her cute butt sticking up into the air. He slapped one cheek, a scream of protest followed, another quick slap to her other cheek, the skin already turning pink.

  She couldn’t believe it when he flipped her
over, his hand spanking her quickly, the stinging immediate. She screamed in pain, his hand pushing down on her back, keeping her pinned to the bed. Eight more slaps to her ass in rapid staccato, her cheeks burning, feeling hot as his powerful hands spanked her as if she was a little girl. He stopped spanking her, but his hand now began to rub her naked ass cheeks sensuously, Angela fearing what was next.

  ”Yes, that is what you need, a good ass warming to get you hot.” He let his hand roam over her cheeks, feeling the muscles tighten up as he did. “Relax your cheeks or it will be another ten,” he warned her, seeing her relent, his hand now free to explore her ass. He wasted no time, letting his finger slide up and down her crack, seeing her attempt to clench her cheeks, then relax, realizing the futility of trying to stop him.

  She felt him pulling her cheeks apart, his fingers on each side, spreading them wide, feeling her anus stretching as it was exposed to his gaze, his fingers rubbing so close to her clenching hole. She couldn’t stop him, knowing that she would soon feel his finger entering her anus as they did to her before, forced to suffer the rude fondling of her tiny anus.

  The Sergeant licked his finger, getting it wet. He placed it on her anus, seeing the small wrinkled hole opening and closing in response to his touch, Angela unable to control her natural reactions to having something pushed into a hole not built for that. He saw her clenching her teeth as he applied pressure until the hole gave up the fight, his finger too powerful, slowing sinking into the knuckle. He heard her moan in pain, her rectum hot and tight, the muscle trying to force his finger out. “It’ll hurt less if you spread your legs a little,” he urged her, wanting to see her pussy from behind. She let her legs open slightly, her pussy peeking out from behind. “Good girl,” his finger now free to enter deeper, moving from side to side as her fingered her asshole. “Tighten on my finger and I will take it out.”

  His finger hurt as it entered her, a burning sensation as it felt like his finger was dry, rasping along her anal tract. She let her legs part at his urging, the finger now entering her deeper, moving around inside her. She felt his other hand reach between her legs, closing them quickly, but too late, trapping his hand pushed against her pussy, her asshole now clenching tightly on the finger in her anus. She arched her ass up when his hand began to move around her pussy, forcing his finger deeper into her asshole. It looked like she was humping his hand, her body trying to escape the Sergeants searching hands and fingers. She tightened her asshole on the finger, hoping that he would pull it out.

  “Again,” he ordered her, rewarded when she tightened her asshole on his finger, her muscles gripping his finger so tight that he couldn’t move it. “One more time,” bending his finger at the knuckle inside her before she obeyed again. “Yes that is good Angela. You have a nice, tight asshole,” his finder sliding out, seeing her asshole pucker when it was empty again. He slapped her ass one last time,” turn over,” his hands grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto her back again, this time her pussy naked, the blonde hair barely able to conceal her pussy. He grabbed her legs and pulled them up over her head until her body was bent in two.

  She felt so obscenely displayed, her legs high over her head, the Sergeant binding each one with rope to a corner of the bed, her legs spread wide now. She could feel her pussy lips parted, the cool air of the rooming blowing on her superheated pussy, her anus fully exposed, still slick from his finger probing. “No,” she cried out when the Sergeant knelt between her legs, his fingers on each side of her pussy, gripping her lips and pulling them back until she moaned “AHHHH,” she cried out when she felt his hot tongue lap at her pussy, the wet flesh moving around her vagina, lathering it with his saliva before moving up and down her slit. How could he do such a disgusting thing?

  The Sergeant loved the taste of her pussy, her juices coating his lips with the sweet taste, his tongue busy running up and down her slit. He pulled her cheeks apart before his tongue moved lower, hearing her gasp in surprise when his wet tongue hit her anus, tasting the slightly tart taste. He made his tongue rigid and pushed into her hole, feeling her fighting his nasty perversion until she finally relented, his tongue pushing into her rectum, feeling her sphincter clenching on his tongue.

  The Sergeant continued eating her pussy, Angela unable to control her emotions, her hips beginning to move in small circles as his tongue masturbated her. He could taste her juices flowing, his mouth lapping at her nectar. She began to moan, his tongue distracting her when he would tongue her anus, Angela unable to understand how someone would want to do such a thing. He could tell she was almost ready to cum. He stopped abruptly, Angela’s eyes opening, trying to find out why. He untied her legs, letting them fall back to the bed, seeing her clench her legs together tightly. “I’ll be back in an hour,” pinching her nipple as he left the cell, leaving Angela bound to the bed, aroused with no way of satisfying herself. That is what the General wanted him to do. Every hour he would return, ten slaps to her ass, followed by the fingering of her asshole, then orally servicing her pussy for five minutes, driving her to the edge or an orgasm, then leaving her for another hour, frustrated and horny, teaching her to expect the pain of the spanking and the fingering of her asshole before she would receive the reward of his tongue.

  Dr. Miguel moved in front of Christy as soon as Angela left the room. He looked at her body, lovely tits for a women her age, very little sag in them, big hard nipples, long tanned legs and a pert ass. He could tell she took care of her body. “You wouldn’t be needing your clothes,” pulling off her top and throwing it in the corner. “Remove your panties Christy.” He watched as she bent over to pull them down, her breasts hanging down, her nipples still swollen and hard. “Very good, now put your arms straight up into the air and hold them there.” He watched as her body stretched, the sag in her tits going away as her arms pulled them up.

  “Now hold still while I inspect your body Christy.” He let his fingers run up her naked side, seeing her flinch as he touched her, moving his fingers up to her breasts. “Such nice tits.” He cupped them gently, letting his thumbs move over the nipples, stroking back and forth the pink tips, seeing them grow bigger from the ministration of them.

  Christy saw the General watching her as the doctor played with her breasts, feeling his fingers forcing her nipples to harden under his touch. She felt him grip the tips and tighten his fingers, trapping the sensitive flesh in his powerful finger, feeling like pinchers. She couldn’t do anything to stop them as he began to pull her nipples, stretching them out. She was afraid of offending them, afraid that Angela would have to take her place. She arched her back as her nipples were stretched.

  The doctor let his fingers relax, her nipples pulling back. He pinched the very tips with his fingernails, letting the sharp nails bite into the tender pink flesh. He saw her bite her lip in pain, her body trembling as she kept the position. “That is nothing compared to the pain I can inflict on the lovely nips.” He saw the relief in her face as his hands slid down her stomach, moving over her blonde bush. “Spread your legs for us, Christy,” he ordered her, watching as she obliged, parting her legs. “More Christy, open them wider. We want to see that pink pussy.”

  She spread her legs out, the doctor’s hands on her bush, waiting for the chance to touch her down there, afraid of how she would react, a strange excitement coming over her as she was stripped naked and forced to display her body so provocatively. “MMM,” escaped from her lips when his finger ran down her slit, knowing that he discovered she was already wet in anticipation, his large finger pushing aside her pussy lips, rubbing along her velvety inner lips. It almost felt too good, forgetting that she was being forced to do this. She felt the finger poised at the entrance to her vagina, bracing herself for when he would push inside, bowing her thighs outward when she felt it move inside her, her wetness providing enough lubricant to allow him inside without any resistance.

  “She seems to like it General.” The doctor smiled as he stared into her eyes as his finger
began to fuck her, feeling her hips begin to move. Another finger joined the first, Christy pushing back with her hips to take it. He pulled his fingers out, holding them up to her lips. “Taste it,” he ordered her. Her mouth opened, sucking the fingers inside, the doctor feeling her tongue bathing them. “I want you to go over to the General and show him your pussy. Stand in front of him and spread your lips open so he can see your pink pussy.”

  The General moved his chair away from the desk, giving Christy room in front of him. He reached for his cock, adjusting the hard member in his pants as she stood before him. “Spread your legs real wide,” he urged her.

  She stood before him, humiliated to perform for him. While the doctor was fairly handsome, the General was fat and smelly, the cigar in his mouth giving off the odor of cheap cigars. She let her hands slide down her stomach until she touched her bush, looking at the General, his eyes glued to her pussy. She let her fingers touch her lips, gripping each one gently and began to pull them back, turning red in shame as the General chewed his cigar as he gazed at her pussy.

  “Lovely pink pussy, spread your lips wider Christy. Show me everything,” smiling as he saw her juices glistening in the light. “Yes, it seems that she likes stripping naked for us, her pussy is wet.” He laughed at her discomfort. “Hold still,” his hand reaching out for her pussy.

  She saw the yellow stained fingers move to her pussy, feeling the clammy finger push again her vagina, forcefully pushed inside her, two fat fingers moving around her vagina, in and out in a fucking motion as she stood before him.

  “Let me see your clit,” he ordered her. He watched as her fingers moved up, pulling back her clit hood, revealing a swollen, red clit. “Such lovely things we can do to it doctor.” He pushed three fingers inside her, feeling her inner walls clenching on them, forcefully pushing aside all resistance as he fucked deep inside her. “Nice tight pussy, especially for someone that has such a lovely young daughter. You’ll be a nice fuck.”