Gang rape of female prisoners of war

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Sheena knelt on the sand outside the general's headquarters, surrounded by his men. Almost instinctively, she knelt with her legs wide apart, as Yajid had instructed, her eyes filled with panic and submission. Sheena didn't know what kind of humiliation awaited her, but she knew that resistance would result in cruel torture.
General Rashid was addressing his men in Arabic, seemingly oblivious to the kneeling female pilot. When he finished, his men cheered and applauded. The general
walked to Sheena, who was kneeling on the sand, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his penis. Sheena stared in horror, a wave of panic washing over her. Was he going to rape her in front of his men?
Without warning, Rashid began to urinate in Sheena's face!
The hot urine sprayed onto her face, burning her eyes, and the disgusting urine flowed down her cheeks and into her mouth.
Sheena felt immense humiliation; she trembled and lowered her head. Rashid's urine continued to pour onto the female pilot's face and hair, flowing down her neck and into her flight suit, then down her exposed, high breasts and flat stomach, and into the sand where she knelt.
Sheena was now completely soaked in the stench of urine. Despite a strong will to survive, at this moment, she only wished to die. Sheena felt an unprecedented humiliation and shame; her body had been used as a toilet by these arrogant nomads, and they were using this humiliation as a way to motivate their men!
The soldiers watching cheered.
The general pinched Sheena's face with one hand, forcing her mouth open. Then, with his other hand, he held his penis and dripped the remaining urine into her mouth.
Sheena almost cried out in shame. Now, the bitterness of the urine in her mouth and the sensation of it flowing into her stomach were secondary; Sheena only felt immense pain and humiliation! General Rashid greatly admired a line from his favorite movie, *Patton*: "When you go to comfort a unit, bring those flying flags and make a commotion to remind your troops that you've come to share their danger; when you leave, take your flags away quietly like a thief!"
Now , General Rashid was going to comfort his troops, but instead of flags, he brought Major Sheena Baker, an American pilot. He would use this female pilot to revitalize his somewhat demoralized troops before the great battle! Major Sheena had already been placed on the hood of his off-road jeep, as per the first step of the general's plan. Sheena was still wearing her flight suit, the zipper unzipped, the crotch cut off, revealing her alluring, full breasts and genitals. Sheena's thighs and calves were bound together, the other end of the rope securing her legs to the front bumper of the jeep, forcing her to kneel uncomfortably on the hood. Sheena lay flat on her back, her arms twisted and bound together, the other end of the rope binding her elbows tightly to the side mirrors, ensuring she was firmly secured to the front of the vehicle and wouldn't fall off on the bumpy road. Rashid was quite satisfied with Sheena's current situation: her hair was blowing wildly in front of the speeding vehicle, and her bare, full breasts bounced violently with the jeep's jolting. But Sheena felt extremely uncomfortable; this trip was nothing short of cruel torture for her. Her entire weight rested on her forcibly bent knees, which slammed against the hard body of the vehicle with each bump, causing her excruciating pain. But worse came the oncoming sandstorm. The coarse, hard sand lashed against Sheena's face and bare chest, feeling as if knives were cutting into her skin. She even suspected that by the time she reached her destination, she would be battered beyond recognition. The dust carried by the sandstorm covered Sheena's entire body, especially since her flight suit had been cut open at the thighs, leaving her exposed vulva covered in dust. The fine sand almost sealed her poor flesh. Dust also filled her mouth, making her throat feel parched and making breathing difficult. When this horrific journey ended and she reached her destination, Sheena was exhausted and near death, tormented by thirst and pain, and had forgotten her predicament. General Rashid, with 40,000 soldiers under his command, intended for Sheena to serve his men one by one. But this time, only a battalion of demoralized soldiers was stationed on the high ground he arrived at. Sheena would be used by these thirty-four Iraqis for a period of time. This unit had also suffered heavy losses from the US Air Force, and the general believed that by gang-raping and abusing this American female pilot, he could restore the soldiers' morale, which had been shattered by the bombing raids. Rashid saw the soldiers gathered before the oil well he had designated, and he arrived in a jeep with a half-naked Sheena bound to the front. When the general noticed that the men's eyes immediately went wild when they saw a woman bound to the jeep, he was overjoyed. These men, stationed in the desolate desert, hadn't touched a woman for almost six months. The soldiers began to stir, but remained disciplined in a line. The general climbed into the front of the jeep, stood beside the bound Sheena, and began his speech. He said that imperialists were threatening the life of their leader Saddam Hussein; they had even bombed Saddam's residence. Now was the time for the Iraqis to fight to defend their leader and their country. The general urged his soldiers to feel proud, kicking Hina at his feet and declaring that the Americans had reached the point where they needed women like her to fight! The general found his speech receiving unprecedented attention; naturally, the soldiers paid more attention to Hina than to him. Strapped to the front of the jeep, Hina was only a dozen meters away from the soldiers. Not only were her disheveled face and bare chest visible, but even her naked genitals were clearly seen by these men with hungry eyes. Although Hina felt extremely tired and weak, she still sensed the terrible desire these Iraqis had for her. When the general's speech turned to the deaths brought by the Americans and their bombers, the soldiers finally understood the meaning of the flight suit Hina wore, and their eyes immediately filled with hatred. Each of them had lost loved ones or friends to American planes, and they had been unable to retaliate against those hateful aircraft, filling them with immense anger and frustration. But now the general had provided them with an outlet for their hatred! When the general's speech ended, the soldiers cheered enthusiastically. They fired shots into the air and sang victory hymns. The general's bodyguards untied Sheena from the front of the car. They untied the ropes binding her legs, but not her hands. Sheena's legs, numb and sore from being bound for so long, were too weak to stand. The bodyguards carried her to an empty oil drum, placed her face down on it, and left. As Sheena felt her abdomen pressed against the oil drum, scorching hot from the desert sun, she knew she was in deep trouble. After enduring so much abuse and torture, the rape and assault she suffered now didn't hurt as much as before. But when she found herself surrounded by a group of Iraqis, their eyes filled with hatred and lust, she suddenly felt a greater fear than when she was first assaulted by Yajid. Sheena was terrified; were they going to gang rape her to death? Iraqi soldiers pounced. One of them grabbed Sheena's hair and dragged her face in front of his erect penis.

Before Sheena could even scream, an Iraqi man's penis was shoved into her mouth, and simultaneously, countless hands began to grope her body. They roughly squeezed and kneaded her chest, which had just been ravaged by the sandstorm, and forcefully pinched her nipples. Hands that couldn't reach Sheena's breasts tore off her flight suit and roughly grabbed and squeezed her bare back and thighs!
Sheena was stunned! She couldn't even feel a penis being inserted into her bare genitals. Sheena felt her buttocks being violently slammed, while the man in front of her roughly shoved his penis into her mouth.
The man grabbed Sheena's hair, standing still, pushing her head back and forth, his thick penis savagely thrusting in and out of her mouth, deeply penetrating her throat, almost suffocating her! At the same time, the man behind her began a brutal rape, and countless hands cruelly slapped and squeezed Diana's bare thighs, back, and buttocks!
Sheena, her hands bound behind her back, lay flat on the oil drum. She struggled and resisted, but to no avail, and was brutally violated by the men, both inside her mouth and vagina. Sheena tried to suppress her panic, breathing heavily between the thrusts of their penises into her mouth.
The Iraqis didn't last long inside her. Sheena felt a surge of hot, sticky semen rush into her mouth, and almost simultaneously, the same liquid was ejaculated into her vagina. Before Sheena, nearly unconscious from choking on the semen, could recover, two more penises were thrust into her mouth and vagina.
One man after another savagely raped Sheena, continuously ejaculating their semen into her body. Sheena's inner thighs were smeared with the sticky, white semen overflowing from her violated vagina, flowing down her firm, full thighs.
Sheena's previous condition was equally tragic. They roughly thrust their penises in and out of her lips, filling Sheena's mouth with semen, which overflowed and dripped down her chin and neck. Sheena was suffocating from the semen, and could only swallow the disgusting liquid. The semen flowed down her esophagus into her stomach, and she felt like she had become a container for semen, almost drowning in the Iraqis' semen.
Sheena's vagina had been thoroughly loosened by the repeated rapes by the Iraqis, and it was filled with semen, with a constant flow of white fluid. They then turned to Sheena's anus, which had not yet been used by them!
When the first penis entered Sheena's anus, the female pilot, who was almost unconscious from the pain and humiliation, immediately regained consciousness!
Although during her imprisonment, after repeated sodomy by Yajid and others, Sheena's anus had become accustomed to penis insertion, the Iraqis' brutal thrusting still caused her immense pain. Sheena tried to scream, but her mouth was being brutally violated, and she could only let out weak, indistinct whimpers and moans.
The man behind her thrust forcefully into her anus while repeatedly slapping her large buttocks with his hands, making cruel "slap, slap" sounds. When he finally ejaculated into Sheena's anus, the subsequent penetration, lubricated by the semen, slightly lessened the burning pain in her anus and buttocks.
Then, Sheena's anus began to be gang-raped by one Iraqi after another. Soon, her burning, painful anus became as loose as her vagina, filled with thick semen that flowed out from the stretched opening.
Sheena had been completely broken, both mentally and physically, by the brutal gang rape. She lay weakly limp on the oil drum, allowing the Iraqis to abuse her in her mouth and anus, without even the thought of resistance. She felt she existed solely to be abused by men, manipulated cruelly by these men, forced to perform humiliating services with her mouth and vagina.
General Rashid sensed his soldiers' confidence returning, but seeing a strong and beautiful woman like Sheena being brutally gang-raped and struggling in immense pain and humiliation didn't particularly excite him. He had witnessed far more brutal gang rapes while fighting the Kurds. But what interested
General Rashid was that he had never seen a woman endure such cruel and savage abuse! Even the general felt it was excessive.
He watched as the healthy and beautiful female pilot was brutally raped through her mouth and anus by the soldiers. Diana's face was smeared with semen, but one man continued to rape her seemingly numb mouth, pressing his lower body almost against her face, thrusting in and out between her lips. Another man,
as if trying to kill her, roughly vented his lust on her large buttocks. He relentlessly pried open Sheena's anus with his penis or fingers, violently raping her. His body slammed against her semen-smeared buttocks, producing a grating "slap, slap" sound. The general could see the soldier's naked body mechanically convulsing as his penis thrust in and out of the wide-open, numb orifice.
While the soldier vented his lust on Sheena's naked body, the others in line stood by, fiddling with their own penises, ready to replace their comrades at any moment. Not a single second was spared from Sheena's orifice.
Even when Major Sheena Baker finally lost consciousness, the soldiers did not stop, continuing to rape her already loosened and semen-smeared vagina.
When the general realized that the American woman's body had completely lost its responsiveness to rape, he ordered the soldiers to stop. These soldiers had each raped the American female pilot at least once, some even two or three times. They cheered wildly, as if they had won a great war.
The general cheered and promised that if they truly won the next battle, they would receive more American female soldiers for their pleasure.
After the soldiers left, the general approached Sheena, who lay unconscious on the oil drum. A bodyguard came forward to check on the woman.
From behind the woman lying on the oil drum, the general could clearly see two gaping orifices, seemingly inelastic from repeated assaults, with the swollen, engorged walls of flesh visible from the outside. Diana's vagina and rectum were filled with the soldiers' semen, which flowed continuously from her orifices.
The American woman's naked buttocks, thighs, back, and even face were covered in a sticky white liquid; the dried semen almost completely covered her body. Even the two ravaged, swollen breasts beneath Sheena were covered in white mucus, which dripped from her swollen nipples onto the surface of the oil drum.
Sheena's head slumped limply, her hair, sticky with sweat and semen, disheveled and covering her face; she was clearly unconscious. The general had never seen a woman who could endure such brutal abuse from a man.
"Is she still alive?" the general asked his bodyguard.
The bodyguard brushed aside Hina's disheveled, wet hair, touched her nose, and said, "General, she's still breathing! It's unbelievable that this woman can survive!" The
President
held the CIA report in his hand, shaking his head occasionally, expressing his anger in his own unique way.
The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff sat nervously beside him, guessing that the President must have seen the part of the report about Major Hina Baker's torture and rape at General Rashid's hands.
He had thought the war was progressing smoothly, but now it seemed something terrible had happened. They had to find a way to rescue that woman, or American women's organizations would crucify them!
Even if it cost fifty men their lives, they had to rescue this female pilot, and they had to do it quickly, before the American media got the news. If they didn't do it, or didn't do it well, the Americans wouldn't forgive them.
When the president convened a new military conference, the chief of staff was already prepared. The president simply looked at him and said, "Do it!"
The following evening, General Rashid was jubilantly in his headquarters.
This was not only because his troops were ready for the decisive battle, and morale was high, but also because the general had received news that his men had captured another American female pilot and were escorting her to his headquarters.
Before being taken to Baghdad, she would obviously need some instruction from General Rashid. The general knew that if he could bring victory to Saddam, no one would hold him accountable for what he had done to the female prisoners after the war; but if he failed to win, only death awaited him, and the dead are not held responsible for their past actions.
Victory or death, so General Rashid felt he could do as he pleased.
Two hours later, the general was already studying his new plaything—U.S. Navy Lieutenant, Catherine O'Connor.
The young woman was now kneeling before Rashid, her flight suit stripped off, her body naked, her hands bound behind her back.
She had a very young face with some freckles, red hair, and her naked body showed that she was a regular athlete. Looking at this woman, the general suddenly thought of the word "mischievous girl"; she was clearly completely different from the fit and mature Major Sheena Baker.
The general was immediately intrigued by this American woman with small, firm breasts, a slender figure, and short red hair, who resembled a playful boy.
Although Catherine tried to appear brave, the general could clearly sense the girl's tension and fear; he could smell it in the sweat constantly dripping from her body.
How amusing it would be to ravage these two American women together! The general couldn't help but think.
Soon, the general began to do so.
Major Sheena Baker, naked, lay face down on the table, her booted legs spread wide, her arms tightly bound behind her back.
A tall, thin soldier stood behind Sheena, grabbing her full, firm buttocks and forcefully thrusting his penis into her anus.
In front of Sheena, a general's guard was shamelessly using her mouth. He grabbed the female pilot's hair, lifting her head to easily thrust his penis in and out of her mouth.
Sheena trembled slightly, emitting muffled moans and whimpers, her large, white buttocks swaying with each thrust from behind, a picture of utter submission.
The general grabbed Catherine's hair, forcing her to kneel across the table and watch the two men gang rape Sheena. Catherine was forced to watch the two men brutally violate the female air force officer kneeling on the table, cruelly thrusting into Sheena's mouth and anus. Catherine trembled uncontrollably with fear.
Catherine wanted to speak, to stop this brutality, but she was too terrified to utter a word.
Rashid whispered in Catherine's ear, "You'll experience this too, but only after I've had my way with you! No one can save you! Look at her now, what's the difference between her and a whore? You'll be the same. You're no longer an American warrior, you're an Iraqi prostitute!"
********************************************************************** Five kilometers from Rashid's headquarters, a team of Delta Force American soldiers lay in ambush behind massive sand dunes in the desert. They had parachuted into Iraqi forces about an hour earlier in two MH-47s, waiting to become their Trojan horses: to disguise themselves as Iraqi military trucks and infiltrate the enemy camp to carry out a rescue mission.
The commando team had received accurate intelligence: every night, four military vehicles would pass through the area on their way to the headquarters of the Iraqi Third Army, carrying food and supplies from Kuwait City, as Iraq's supply lines had been disrupted by US airstrikes.
As the last of the four Iraqi trucks crossed the dune, the camouflage behind it suddenly broke, and a Delta Force truck disguised as an Iraqi military vehicle slowly emerged. Simultaneously, the fourth Iraqi truck was brought to a stop by spikes laid by the commandos.
Thus, under the cover of darkness and the roar of the trucks, the commando truck successfully replaced the Iraqi military vehicle, passing through Iraqi checkpoints with the supply convoy and entering Rashid's headquarters!
********************************************************************** By now, Catherine had witnessed eight Iraqis brutally gang-raping Sheena, who was bound and slumped over a table. The enemy's brutality horrified her. But what shocked Catherine even more was that Sheena had so submissively endured the Iraqis' cruel gang rape!
Catherine had known and admired Major Sheena Baker before, because she was one of the best and most famous female pilots in the army. But now she couldn't believe that these Iraqis had turned Sheena into a puppet for their abuse and rape!
The strong, beautiful female officer helplessly allowed herself to be violated by the Iraqi men, the violence inflicted before the horrified, stunned eyes of her colleagues. The numbness and submission in Sheena's eyes filled Catherine with deep sorrow.
"Enough!" the general ordered his guards.
"You may leave. No one is to disturb me for an hour!"
The guards left the room, leaving only Catherine, the general, and Sheena.
Sheena lay motionless, face down on the table, her face covered in sticky semen, disgusting white fluid dripping from her mouth and chin. Sheena's anus was so engorged that it could not close properly, a loose, round hole from which a white, cloudy liquid flowed, trickling between her legs to her genitals, dripping onto the floor in puddles.
Catherine felt that Sheena now resembled a suffering queen, and even though she looked so painful and humiliated, Catherine still felt that Sheena was great.
Rashid grabbed Catherine by the hair and dragged her behind Sheena, forcing her to see Sheena's ravaged anus. Her face was almost touching Sheena's large, sticky buttocks, wet with sweat and semen.
The general held down Catherine's struggling head tightly and cursed, "Take a good look at her asshole! Your asshole will soon be like hers, like a whore's cunt! Look carefully, and taste the semen of our Iraqi men! Clean this up, and look like an American whore!"
The general grabbed Catherine's short red hair and pressed her face against Sheena's semen-smeared buttocks, shouting, "Hurry up, you filthy whore! Before I call my men back to fuck you, lick her ass clean!!"
Catherine felt terrified and panicked. Her naked body trembled. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly extended her soft little tongue and licked the sticky white liquid into her mouth little by little.
The salty, sweat-mixed semen entered Catherine's mouth, nearly making her vomit.
It was the first time Catherine had tasted semen. She painfully closed her eyes, struggling to swallow it, then carefully licked the semen smeared around Sheena's anus, buttocks, and vulva clean.
"Good. Now use your tongue to clean inside her asshole too! Quickly!"
Looking at Sheena's swollen, loose anus, the tender pink flesh and remaining filth visible through the stretched-open hole, Catherine was almost brought to tears by shame. Trembling, she opened her lips and pressed them against Sheena's anus, inserting her tongue into the frighteningly hot opening and sucking.
As Catherine's soft tongue moved within her ravaged anus, Sheena couldn't help but let out seductive moans. Sheena tried to suppress her body's reaction, to avoid further shame under such immense humiliation. But as Catherine's soft tongue moved back and forth within her sensitive anus and vulva, Sheena's face flushed crimson, and she finally succumbed, moaning and writhing with each wave of strange sensation.
Under the general's command, Catherine continued to lick Sheena's anus and vulva until Sheena's body, slumped over the table, finally began to writhe violently, and some clear fluid flowed from her vagina. Sheena trembled uncontrollably. The betrayal of her body caused her more pain and shame than the cruel torture inflicted by the enemy.
Catherine had never done this with a woman before, nor had she ever tasted a woman's secretions. But now, as Sheena's fluids flowed into her mouth, Catherine finally knew what it was! This felt far more humiliating to Catherine than the semen left by the Iraqis. She suddenly felt betrayed by a woman:
Sheena actually enjoyed her licking her anus and genitals like this!
Fortunately, Rashid lifted Catherine's face at that moment. He ordered the two naked women, their hands bound behind their backs, to stand close together on the ground, with Catherine's face against Sheena's back.
Sheena was much taller than Catherine, so the general ordered her to squat slightly, making it appear as if Catherine was lying on Sheena's back, and then tightly bound the two women together by the waist with rope.
Then he ordered Sheena to kneel on the ground, so that the petite Catherine was completely lifted off the ground and lay on Sheena's back, her body pressing down on Sheena's arms, which were bound behind her back.
Now Sheena knelt obediently on the cold ground, numb and motionless, her companion bound to her back. Catherine finally understood the general's shameful purpose; she screamed incessantly, kicking her legs wildly in the air.
Rashid easily grabbed Catherine's legs, spreading them apart and binding them to either side of Sheena's wide-open legs.
Catherine was now completely deprived of her freedom, but she still struggled desperately, writhing on Sheena's back, begging for Sheena's help.
"Please, Sheena! Don't help him, please!..."
But Sheena was numb, motionless. Since being captured by the Iraqis, the constant rape and torture inflicted by the enemy had completely broken the once strong and brave Sheena. She was now numb to the atrocities inflicted upon her, and even the impending suffering of her comrades could not awaken her. She could only feel the pain in her kneeling limbs, chafed raw by the desperate struggle of Catherine on her back.
Catherine screamed and struggled, while Rashid slowly approached the petite female officer from behind. When Catherine felt the general's burly body pressed against her back, and his rough fingers began to forcefully pry open her tightly closed anus and insert themselves, she screamed madly.
Ignoring Catherine's resistance, Rashid brutally forced his fingers into the small, light brown orifice. Catherine clearly had no experience with anal penetration; the general could clearly feel the girl's anus contracting violently, her buttocks shaking violently, and the warm walls of her anus tightly gripping the invading fingers.
This excited the general even more. He cruelly inserted his fingers millimeter by millimeter, slowly pushing them into Catherine's untouched, tight, and cramped passage.
"Ah! No... Help! No..."
Catherine felt waves of tearing pain coming from her buttocks. Rashid's powerful fingers had forcibly pried open the girl's resisting anus!
Sheena knelt motionless on the ground, making Catherine feel as if she were tied to a warm table, completely unable to resist. She desperately felt something thick and hot being pushed into her anus through the fingers!
Rashid used his thumbs to pry open the constantly contracting flesh, gripped Catherine's snow-white, plump buttocks with both hands, pressed his body against her back, and with a forceful thrust, his thick penis immediately plunged deep into Catherine's anus!
"Ah...! No, no, no!!..." Catherine felt a burning pain rapidly spreading from her anus.
Rashid felt a surge of tension and fear, causing Catherine's body to tense up. Her narrow, tight anus gripped his penis tightly, which ironically gave Rashid a strange sense of pleasure. Rashid gripped Catherine's buttocks tightly with both hands and began thrusting forcefully into her warm, tight anus.
Hearing Catherine's loud screams beneath him, Rashid slowly withdrew his penis halfway, then suddenly thrust it back in, waiting for the elastic walls of Catherine's anus to tighten around it again before slowly withdrawing it again. He watched as blood flowed down her torn anus onto the snow-white skin of Catherine's thighs.
While Rashid was thrusting into Navy Lieutenant Catherine's anus, Delta Force was approaching his headquarters under cover of darkness.
Sixteen commandos in black field uniforms and night-vision goggles surrounded Yajid's headquarters, and their leader sent a signal back to their headquarters that they were about to move out.
Ten kilometers away, in the US command post, the commander who received the signal immediately issued the order to the helicopter battalion to move out. Fifteen Apache helicopters immediately took off for Rashid's headquarters. Their mission was to use firepower to clear a five-kilometer path from Rashid's headquarters to the safe zone, ensuring the safe return of the commando team and the rescued female pilot.
At that moment, Catherine was struggling in agony, impaled on General Rashid's thick penis. Her waist was tightly bound together with Sheena's, who was kneeling on the ground, and their four bare, white legs were also bound together, leaving Catherine, clinging to Sheena's back, completely at Rashid's mercy.
Catherine's full breasts pressed against Sheena's bound hands, which Sheena could feel were already sweaty. Catherine lay on Sheena's strong, smooth back in pain and humiliation, sobbing and crying incessantly. Sheena felt Catherine's tears and saliva flowing down her shoulders and onto her body.
With each powerful thrust of Rashid, Catherine felt a burning pain in her once-virgin anus, her lower body almost losing all sensation. Rashid, excitedly raping Catherine's buttocks, chanted like a song:
"Slut... whore... slut... slut... bitch... slut... bitch... whore..."
Catherine was nearly fainting from the pain, gasping for breath and crying intermittently. But Rashid continued his rhythmic thrusting, the pain filling Catherine's consciousness.
Rashid's lower body pressed tightly against Catherine's buttocks, his black pubic hair covering the snow-white skin of her buttocks, his thick penis deeply inserted into her anus, thrusting back and forth.
Catherine was completely overwhelmed by the pain and brutality; she only had the strength to cry.
Rashid found it incredibly wonderful to thrust into the anus of a young girl like Catherine. He gripped Catherine's round buttocks, then straddled the constantly weeping red-haired girl, raping her with his penis inside her anus.
Finally, the general felt he couldn't hold on any longer inside Catherine's tight anus. Satisfied, he filled the bleeding orifice with his semen and then withdrew.
He rested for a while on the back of the sobbing Catherine, then stood up and walked to the two naked women. The general grabbed Sheena's head and shoved his penis, covered in semen, blood, and feces from Catherine's anus, to her mouth.
“Now it’s your turn to clean this up, you bitch! Lick this woman’s shit clean!”
Sheena didn’t resist. She slowly opened her mouth, letting Rashid put his filthy thing into her mouth, and then slowly began to lick it.
Sheena licked Rashid’s penis with her tongue, sucking off the filth. She could feel Catherine behind her still crying incessantly, her body trembling uncontrollably. Sheena couldn’t believe she had become so shameless, letting Rashid put his blood- and feces-stained penis into her mouth, making her do such a shameful task!
Suddenly, Sheena felt the disgusting thing disappear from her mouth!
Sheena looked up in surprise and saw Rashid staring at her back with terrified eyes. He staggered backward, three bloodstains appearing on his chest! Rashid stumbled backward, his back hitting the wall, his body slowly sliding down, leaving three deep streaks of blood on the wall.
Sheena was terrified and at a loss. Suddenly, she heard standard American English conversation coming from behind her.
“Fuck it! Hey, Captain! Look what the fuck you’re doing! There’s some fucking party going on!”
********************************************************************** Epilogue:
Major Sheena Baker was successfully rescued and brought back to her base in Saudi Arabia, but eleven of her rescuers were not so lucky.
Details about what Sheena was going through and what she was going through before and during the arrival of the commandos were kept under wraps, only disclosed on the Delta Force website; there were no secrets on the internet.
However, Sheena’s account was extremely well-received by the American media. She became a hero, and almost two weeks later, her picture was on the cover of Time magazine.
For Sheena, things started to get better again. A month later, the heroine was finally able to stop using adult diapers.

[The End]

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