Unknown - Amy - undercover

Amy came again, weeping as she soared up into the howling gale of shimmering lightning-like sexual fire. She fell unconscious then wakened, then came again.

Her eyes were dull and unresponsive when the doctor checked on her again. He gave her a shot of vitamins and pronounced her fit for continued use.

A guard immediately stepped forward and plunged his penis down into her sopping vagina. He turned to the sheiks representative and protested about how loose and sloppy her cunt had become.

The man dully inspected Amy's gaping cunt hole and agreed. Because of the lack of pressure it was now very difficult for the soldiers to gain enough friction on their penis's to ejaculate, he told the sheik.

The sheik pondered this problem for a second and then gave permission to make use of the American woman's other crotchhole. The next men eagerly plunged their penis's into the blonde's still tight asshole, marvelling on how it squeezed down on their cocks, almost sucking the sperm straight out through the cockheads.

Amy hardly noticed the difference, though her bloodied cunt sheath was glad to be spared as the soldiers began sodomizing her instead. Her body responded to these new invasions with higher and still more prolonged orgasms.

Her cums had nearly subsided now with the deadening of the nerve endings in her cunt, but the ass fucking brought her into new screaming climaxes.

She could feel the penis's sliding in and out of her asshole, and spurting their seeds into her guts. Her buttocks and inner thighs were rubbed raw from the constant slap, slap, slap of the men's belly's into them.

One after another, the soldiers gathered around the dazed girl, thrust their cocks, big, small, fat, thin, deep up her asshole and spewed their j ism into her bowels. Amy's sphincter muscle was soon battered beyond belief, and her ass mouth gaped open between fucks just as her cunt still did even yet.

The men preferred raping her asshole though, since it's roundness still provided greater friction. They brought in a hose to wash out her cunt and asshole every so often. Some men preferred her cunt yet.

As the day wore on, Amy became more alert. Her pain was now a sort of dull continuous background thing, that did not push her into senselessness as it used to. Her nerve endings in the crotch were practically dead by now.

She lay there, mostly ignoring the continuous stream of men who came up and plunged themselves into her. Occasionally, she would shiver through a minor orgasm mostly brought on by the psychological brainwashing she'd been through.

She didn't respond to any of the fondling, pinching, stroking, or squeezing of her body by the men who were always gathered around her. She stared up at the ceiling, day dreaming, worrying from time to time wether she would survive this, and occasionally even sleeping now and then.

Though dazed from over a hundred hours of continuous fucking, she was still capable of rational thought. Now and then she looked down her body, covered with black, blue, red, and purple marks and bruises, to eye whoever was panting away at her cunt or asshole just then. None of them seemed very appealing, and she would go back to staring up at the ceiling again.

To the surprise of many, Amy survived the enormous gang rape. After five days of constant fucking in the cunt and asshole, she had managed to accommodate all one thousand of the sheiks guards. She was led to a small chamber and given bread and water.

She devoured the dry bread like a starving wolf, licking the plate for crumbs. The doctor came in and treated her cunt and asshole with disinfectant and a kind of pasty glue that covered her sores so they could heal. She was allowed several days to recover from her ordeal, before the sheik sent for her.

She was dragged naked, down the long stairwell again and into the basement room she had first seen. The sheik and the man in the suit were there, smiling nastily.

"The sheik congratulates you." the man in the suit said.

"Few indeed, are the women who have survived the thrusting penis's of all the sheik's guards." He tipped his head.

"You are still expected to tell us what happened in the meeting with your countrymen. If you do not. You will be tortured, and then placed back in the barracks to be used by the guards once again."

Amy burst into tears, horrified at the thought of repeating the entire ordeal. She scratched around her blurred mind for every scrap of memory concerning the meeting and dinner, and told the men. He nodded with each unimportant detail and then spoke to the sheik.

"It is still not enough I'm afraid." he said sadly. Her wrists were tied together and she was hung from the ceiling, her arms and legs pulled wide apart in an X shape. A uniformed man slapped her face with brutal force, rocking her head back and sideways.

He slapped her again with his other hand, then again, then again. He slapped her face back and forth a dozen times. Amy grunted, and gasped, her brain shaking in her skull, her face heating up and burning. The man stopped.

The man in the suit moved closer, trying to hear what Amy was murmuring. He shook his head with a sigh and stepped back again.

Again Amy's head was rocked by a series of harsh vicious slaps, back and forth and back again. He gripped her hair in his fist and pulled her head up to face the man in the suit.

Her eyes were almost closed, and her mouth hung open slackly, but she said nothing, nor could she. His fist crashed forward into her belly, rocking her backward, and sending a gargling whooosh of air exploding through her mouth.

His fist jabbed forward into her breast, then into her side. He stepped backward, and then swung his knee up to smash into her soft, pillowy pubic mound. Amy shrieked in suffering and despair.

He moved around behind her and she braced herself form further whippings of her behind, instead she heard a ruffling of clothing.

She felt his hand slide up and down her ass cheeks, then she felt his cock press into her wide open ass crack and rub along the length of it. It's hard head pushed against her rectum and with a grunt, he shoved his hips forward, and forced his cock up into her rectum.

His body ground into her as he humped forward, driving his cock up into her anus with deliberate cruelty. He rasped his tool back and forth, churning her ass tube into a froth as he satisfied his lust by ass fucking the helpless girl.

Then he spewed his load high in her gut and pulled back, doing up his pants in satisfaction and turning back to his work.

He took a small, sharp hook, attached to a length of chain, and slowly stabbed the sharp end of the hook through her left nipple. Amy trembled and cried with pain as the hook was pushed through the nipple. He repeated the torture on her right nipple.

The two chains were pulled up and forward, jerking the girl's flesh milk sacks away from her body, straining her tender orb outward into a long tight cone, held by her aching, straining nipples.

Amy wept in pain and hopelessness. Her poor sweet breasts were being tortured and disfigured, and she wept in misery.

The man in the uniform pulled out a long, very thin piece of wood. It was lightweight and rounded like a teacher’s pointer, which indeed it was.

He slashed it through the air, hearing the cutting sound of the wood ripping the atmosphere with satisfaction and anticipation. He turned to Amy and slashed the cane down against her tight rounded ass cheeks.

The cane made a thick meaty thwack as it impacted against her fleshy pads. Amy screamed in pain, jerking forward against her bindings, and sobbing hysterically. Again the cane swung forward and cracked against her buttocks, sending an explosion of pain through her body.

The cane slashed down onto her ass cheeks again, and yet again, then cracked against her back, and then her shoulders. Amy screamed in pain, her body jerking and pulling against the chains binding her.