The Humiliation of a Female Prisoner [Complete] (Author: Unknown)

The unfortunate prisoner of war was now bound, terrified, her thoughts swirling like a vortex of horror and pain. All sorts of unimaginable tortures had been inflicted upon her… it seemed no torture was impossible for them. Was this real? Had she been dragged around like a puppet by a giant soldier? Naked from the beginning of her interrogation until now? Or had her mind become chaotic?

But the pain between her legs was real, beyond imagination. Ah… this pain, throbbing in waves like fire! Gillian's recently relaxed thoughts churned again, returning to the memory of being raped with a stun gun two days ago. It seemed there really was a misunderstanding; she had been mistaken for a guerrilla.

She lay on the ground screaming, realizing this nightmare was reality. The cell door creaked as the key turned. Then the cell was instantly flooded with light, blinding Gillian. “Not as comfortable as your last cell, is it, Miss?” Captain Hardman smiled faintly. “Very good…it seems you’ll have to adjust to the harsh conditions here.”

“You…you must help me…” she gasped. “You’re a soldier, didn’t you see what they did to me…” “Of course I saw,” Hardman replied. “They’re breaking your will, and they’re completely desensitized to the screams and moans of women under interrogation.”

“Anyway, back to you, young lady,” Hardman smiled. “This afternoon I used a piece of equipment invented by the military called the ‘Stallion.’ It’s a rape machine.” Gillian lay there, mouth agape, naked on the floor. Hardman explained to her the abuse the ‘Stallion’ could inflict on her during her first six hours and how it could truly drive her mad.

Gillian kept begging him to release her from this hell on earth.

“Alright, fun time,” the bald officer said. “I bet you’re not looking forward to your date with [Strong] tonight.” He saw the poor body trembling. No female prisoner of war would be treated kindly by that machine! It had rendered them so weak they could only gasp for breath, scream and groan, trembling and limp like piles of mud.

“No… ohhhhhh… sir, please don’t, I beg you…”

“Of course you won’t like it, even though it will only hurt your flesh?” he chuckled wickedly.

Gillian shook her head wildly, her short hair not moving with it.

“It will completely destroy you, making you orgasm… orgasm… and orgasm again…”

Gillian lay there naked, mouth agape, she didn’t seem so strong, the girl’s resilience seemed to have truly been shattered.

Hardman leaned forward and slapped her face. She sprawled limply in front of his chair. “Don’t look so gloomy!” he said, pinching her approaching nipple. “Ahhhhhh…Sir, no…” Gillian cried out like a baby, waking from the harsh kneading.

Her other cheek was slapped hard, and her nipple was pulled long. “I thought so too,” Hardman interrupted. “It feels so good to slap a pretty face…and even better, you can do whatever you want with her. Maybe I should tease her gelatinous nipples with a stun gun while she rides a stallion. That would add a lot of fun. The girl’s breasts are so elastic, befitting her athletic physique, firm and round, like ripe white apples, highlighting two rose-pink nipples,” he thought.

“Come on, my pretty girl, like it or not, this is a wild night of milk and stallions.”

Tears instantly filled young Gillian’s eyes. She was so helpless, so vulnerable! How Hardman loved that look. Silently sobbing, the poor girl followed her burly prison guard out of the room.

The "Stallion" was a small annex in the training area. The building was empty except for the machine, a chair, and two large mirrors, allowing all the female prisoners sitting on the "Stallion" a clear view of every detail of their rape.

Locking the door behind him, Hardman pushed Gillian to the steel machine.

"Get on," the officer commanded cruelly.

Gillian, tears streaming down her face, covered her bare breasts and genitals with her bare arms. The days were beginning to grow harder, each one worse than the last. Why wouldn't they listen to her and ignore her existence? She obeyed Hardman's instructions and climbed onto his ingenious invention.

It was quite simple. The captive was kneeling, her knees bound to two iron posts by two black rubber bands—quite "comfortable." These posts were adjustable; they could be moved outwards to spread the girls' legs as wide as possible (or then move them backwards and forwards, running on one knee). Her arms were outstretched, each wrist secured with a lever. Then the machine moved to the desired position. This could be raised or lowered at the controller's will. Additionally, there were two spur-like spirals for attaching massage sticks. These spurs could be driven individually or simultaneously by the controller, at a speed that, of course, was…sgt. hardman.

"I think I'll give you special treatment this afternoon, Gillian." He had tightened all the restraints on the girl's thighs and wrists, stretching her as far as possible. "Your anus will be penetrated, just like your sweet vagina, but I'll use lubricant instead of an itch cream." Gillian shuddered,

sobbing intermittently. She knew that pleading was useless. What was meant to happen would happen, just as the people of her hometown said. Leisurely, Hardman selected two rubber vibrators from the pile. The one inserted into her anus was about six inches long and an inch in diameter; the one inserted into her vagina was nine inches long and half an inch in diameter. “What a lucky girl you are!” he sighed as he locked the two artificial penises in. “Soon you’ll be moaning with pleasure.” Gillian was still sobbing softly, though. Sgt. Hardman carefully adjusted the machine. Each penis gently aligned with a hole. Then he picked up the remote and sat down in front of his sweaty (white-hot, demure) submissive.

She looked extremely anxious, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. “Let’s begin!” Hardman said. He turned the lever, and the girl gasped in pain as the anal vibrator slowly entered her rectum, lingered for a moment, and then was pushed out. Almost simultaneously, the second vibrator parted her labia and violently penetrated her vagina. She gasped again. My God! This monster was enormous! It seemed she'd soon be ravaged by it! It paused for a moment... then slid out again. As it slid out, the anal vibrator was reinserted, repeating the process. The two pistons slowly thrust and retreated in and out of the two orifices, alternating. Gillian gritted her teeth, sweating profusely, and sobbing incessantly. Oh! How disgusting! She was being tortured by this devilish game because she was mistaken for a guerrilla.

As the vibrators slowly moved inside their victims, Hardman considered other available equipment. Two bottles hung from the rack, dripping like veins, one containing lubricant, the other an anti-itch agent. Two plastic tubes were glued together at the ends. The girl should get some lubrication now! Hardman attached the plastic tube to her back, the end of the tube passing through her wide-open buttocks, and then secured it to her anus with a sticker. He opened the lubricant bottle, and the lubricant began to slide down her anus, followed by the thrusting vibrator, the excess dripping down her pink vulva. Slowly, slowly, Hardman increased the speed of the vibrator's thrusts. Gillian could writhe and squirm, but they never left her, and she couldn't escape them. Yes, the machine was cleverly designed. After five minutes, Hardman stopped the anal vibrator but doubled the speed of the vibrator thrusting amidst the overflowing vaginal fluids. Almost instantly, Gillian began to convulse and pant like a bitch. The large vibrator had taken over her... and she was completely powerless to resist. Then her hind legs and buttocks began to sway and move in sync with the rubber penis. She had lost herself, becoming dazed... moans escaped her gagged mouth... sinking deeper and deeper into ecstasy... Hardman smiled lewdly. He loved seeing them enjoy themselves. So he increased the speed, making the vibrator move even faster. Gillian reached a breathtaking climax. Then her head slumped limply, tears streaming down her face. She knew this was just the beginning. The large vibrator had slowed, but still relentlessly thrust in and out of her swollen vulva, followed by another one in her anus. “Happy now?” Hardman smiled. Gillian could only weakly shake her head. Her body… her lust… she knew she was now under the control of this irresistible machine. It would bring her to intense orgasms, then more and more, until she was completely weak, whimpering with utter exhaustion. While this monster carried out its “torture,” Hardman considered the other devices. From beneath the “stallion,” he lifted two black rubber milking cones and attached them to a small pump. Inside each cup, a rubber ball was rotated by suction cups, creating a licking sensation around the victim’s nipples, either together or individually. Gillian was plunged into two more involuntary orgasms by the milking machine. After the third orgasm, Gillian found herself pulled back by two iron bars binding her. She arched backward like a bow, her full breasts proudly protruding forward. She realized Hardman was holding a needle in his hand. "No...please don't...ah!!!" she screamed, begging for mercy...but she received no mercy. As she entered her fourth orgasm, Hardman first thrust the needle into her tender breasts, slowly moving it towards her already highly sensitive, puppy-nose-like pink nipples. Gillian would have to endure the next six hours on that machine with her trainer, Hardman.

Hardman was considering all his options; later, the electric shock torture device (electrodes and clamps) would also come in handy, tormenting the female prisoner's body. But all of this required her to straddle the machine for at least four hours. (End
of article. Posted by mmcwan21 on 2015-02-11 17:39. Closed.)

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