From: an84561@anon.penet.fi (Dark Dreamer)
Subject: Dark Dreamer: Marines' Slut-[1] [Mf/MMMf/FFFf/NC/S&M]
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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
SEXUALLY EXPLICATE MATERIAL: NON-CONSENSUAL/RAPE/BONDAGE/S&M
This is one of the first books I ever wrote, so you'll find a few grammar errors. It's still one of my favorites, though. It concerns A young woman who joins the US Marines, only to discover that all females allowed into the USMC are actually trained as whores and used to ease the stress of senior officers - like it or not.
Part 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 gruelling
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 gruelling, 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
tomboy. 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,
who's 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 selfsame 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 swivelled 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. Caseys's arms
were pulled behind her and her upper body bent over
backwards by someones 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 here, 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, sweety." 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 Caseys 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 Caseys
groin. Casey grunted, as the nausea increased. The
black girl stepped forward, and smashed her knee up
into Caseys 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 cuntmound 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 fuck 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 tom
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 aint my type
alright!" 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.
"Does'nt 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 your 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 behaviour.
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.
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