Trained to submit

She was offended by Michael’s comment, but she was more offended that it seemed like Michael was part of the rebels. While she suspected that the U.S. government supported the rebels, she didn’t know how Michael was mixed up in this whole thing. “No, he didn’t touch me there,” she said curtly.

“Maybe I should let my cock snuggle deep in that virgin hole,” Ernesto pushing his cock hard against her cheeks, feeling her futile attempt to keep her cheeks clenched tight. As if that would protect her virgin asshole. His hands slid around her waist and up to cup her tits, making the clamps come alive as they bounced up and down, her ass pushing back against his hard cock as he ignited pain in her body.

“You’re a patriot, aren’t you Monika?”

It was a strange question, but she was trying to ignore the man behind her. “I guess. I don’t support everything the government does, but I do enjoy living in a country that is free.” Her nipples hurt as he bounced her breasts, but at least he wasn’t touching her clit clamp. “Do you work for the government?” That is not what she meant, she knew he had worked for the government on and off for years. “I mean the C.I.A or F.B.I, or wherever the spies work for.”

“Yes, though I will deny that I ever said it. And Ernesto is a friend of our government.”

She heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down and feared for the loss of the virginity of her ass. She felt him snuggle up against her as if they were lovers, this time Monika feeling hot flesh pushed against her ass cheeks, only making Monika clench her cheeks even tighter. “Are you spying here?” Could General Miguel have known this and was just using her to get to Michael?

“A much more complex mission Monika. And much more important. Castro has run this country for too long, his people suffering under his rule. We have tried to liberate his people many times, none successful. The power in Washington know the only way to overthrow Castro is with his death.” He paused for a moment, letting the truth sink in.

“And you can help us Monika. For some unknown reason, you have access to the very man we despise so much. You could help us eliminate this ruthless despot.” Ernesto’s hands went down to her hips, sliding her ass back, his cock jutting out in front. He gripped his cock, sliding it between her spread legs until he found her wet pussy. “See if you can be as accommodating to me as you were to General Perez.” He pushed with his cock until he found her pussy, the head of his cock entering the tight hole. She was drenched, maybe the General had found her secret.

They were talking about killing a leader of a country all the while the one behind her was readying to fuck her. She felt a thick cock splitting her pussy lips apart, finding her pussy and beginning to enter her. She was ashamed at how wet she was, his cock finding entrance too easy. She bowed out her thighs as she found her pussy impaled on a hard and demanding cock, pushing deep into her body until she could say words again. He began to fuck her immediately. “You want me to kill someone? Are you crazy? What am I to do, pull a gun on him and pull the trigger? What kind of a person do you think I am?” She could never do such a thing, even for her country. She was being distracted by the cock that was fucking her, the time with Miguel when she was bound reliving in her brain, tugging on the chains that kept her spread open to be fucked from behind only exciting her.

“Not like that Monika. We know you could never do anything like that. But just a tiny drop of a substance in his drink. Or on his cigar and he would never know what hit him. And we could have you out of the country before they knew what happened. It would look like a heart attack. All very neat and pretty. No blood and guts.” Michael watched as she was fucked, seeing it in her eyes. She was enjoying being taken while bound, in spite of not even knowing whose cock was inside her. She was rolling her hips from side to side, the cock pounding in and out of her with abandonment, sure that her pussy was gripping it with such delicious clenching.

God, the cock felt good. Her nipples and clit still ached, but nothing like before. It was just a dull ache, the cock in her pussy taking the edge off of any pain. And with Michael watching her get fucked while bound only added to the excitement. It was like with Miguel, Monika sure that El Presidente was watching, adding to the excitement, knowing that El Presidente was probably masturbating his cock as he watched Miguel fuck her mouth or masturbate her until she came. As for Michael, could she do such a thing? Yes it was what the government wanted, she had heard the stories of his brutal government. But it was different when she met him. She didn’t see any of that in him. And to think that her mother sucked his cock many years ago. The cock in her was more demanding of her attention, shoving in and out, his fingers plucking at her clamped nipples. “OOOOOWWW,” she screamed out. He had slapped one clamp off of her nipple, the metal clamp falling to the floor, the blood rushing into the crushed tip with such a terrible pain. His fingers squeezed it until the pain went away, the blood pounding heavily in the abused tip. His cock continued to fuck her, Monika squeezing the thick shaft as he pulled it out. Another snap and the other one flew off, Monika almost grateful to the fingers that pinched it back to life again. Tears ran down her face as she waited for the last one, not sure if she could take the pain of the one on her clit.

Michael stood up, moving to the bars. He picked up the end of the chain, two empty clamps dangling uselessly, but the other one was still attached to her clit. He gave it a tug, Ernesto grunting in pleasure as the pain in her clit made her pussy clamp tight on is fucking cock. “Tell me when you’re ready to cum,” Michael speaking to Ernesto. “I’ll pull the clamp off her clit. It should give you a nice ride while her body shakes in pain.” He looked into her eyes, the big brown eyes covered in tears.

Monika could only brace for the pain she knew was inevitable, watching Michael’s hand as he gripped the chain tight. She heard the voice behind her, but it could do little to have prepared her for the pain. She felt his cock spurt his cum deep inside her just as she screamed in pain, her pussy tightening up as it felt her clit was stabbed by a sharp needle. Michael’s fingers rubbed it back and forth, but the pain was overpowering, even as the cock inside her spewed his hot seed in her body. He continued to pound in her pussy as he came, finally pulling out, his cum dripping down her thighs.

Michael moved behind her, his cock slipping into her pussy. He reached over and began to rub her clit, feeling her begin to respond. His cock sank easily into her wet pussy, taking her with the full measure of his cock. She squeezed his cock just as he had taught her, his fingers exciting her clit in spite of it being abused so bad. A sharp snap of his fingernail against her clit did little to dampen her enthusiasm, Monika now moaning in pleasure, not pain. “So what do you think Monika about our offer? Your government would be eternally grateful. You would never have trouble finding employment. The C.I.A. takes care of their friends.” He added the warning. “It also is not very forgiving of its enemies.”

Her mind was confused, Michael fucking her hard, his finger bringing such joy to her clit, all the while bound to the cell bars only clouding her judgment. It was her chance to do something important for her country. And if Michael was a part of it, how could it be bad. “Just a drop in his drink or on his cigar?”

“Yes, that’s all Monika. It would be like putting salt on your food. In just a second you could change the lives of millions of people living in this oppressed land. Now cum for me Monika.” Michael ordered her, Monika obeying like a trained dog, his finger playing with her clit until she came on his spewing cock, Michael’s third orgasm tonight.