Taliban

Taliban - a Rape Pillage and Plunder Story

Written By Alebeard

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 This story was inspired by several stories on this site including , Pooch, The Inmate, POW, The Chair and Diana as well as bits and pieces of other tales. This is a fictional tale for adults only, if your under age please don't read this. If ya don't understand the difference between fantasy and reality please seek help, if you are a victim of rape and torture you may find this tale disturbing. You Have Been Warned

Chapter 1 - Fatima and the early days with the Taliban

I began my work for the Taliban over eight years ago. The group implemented draconian laws restricting women's rights after taking control of much of Afghanistan. The reforms were presented under the guise of Islamic fundamentalism, for the rank and file this reason was enough, the leadership on the other hand was driven by a more perverse and sadistic need to enslave the female sex.

Although suspicious of foreigners, the Taliban nevertheless could not find within it's own ranks both one with my skills and one who they could trust. My credentials came from several third world countries, but this was to be my biggest project.

The first girl they brought to me was named Fatima, perhaps 17 her refusal to wear a veil had brought her into conflict with the Talbian, her attractive face and large chest had brought her to me.

The girl was brought to me shackled, wearing a full shapeless dress and a veil, I could see where the shackles had cut into her hands and feet. Anger swelled, I needed to work with a fresh canvas, an unmarked piece of flesh. My employers promised me later that the mistake would not be repeated, but at this point I had yet to prove myself and did not wish to make demands.

I had been provided two Taliban guards to assist me that first day, loyal to the cause they were not professionals in this sort of thing, they looked mildly uncomfortable. The chamber itself was not bad but could be much improved, adjustable chains affixed with leather cuffs hung from above, shackles were available along one wall, a mattress was in one corner and a large wooden X was bolted to another wall. I cabinet I had brought was also in the room as was a few scatted odds and ends.

The camera's necessary to record the subjects suffering and degradation were situated in two corners on tripods, they could be zoomed and manipulated by two more guards behind a two-way mirror. Personally I would have much preferred to bring in other photographers with better cameras and a sense of what I was looking for, but again, this was not the time to push.

"Remove the restraints and her clothing , secure her to the two cuffs suspended from the overhead bar" I ordered, making sure the cameras were on and recording.

The first shot of a victims face when her clothing was stripped away was always a great one to note, defiance, fear, humiliation even arousal could be caught on film, but the veil obscured that, I would have to talk to them about that.

The Guards had no problem getting her clothing removed, one spent too much time squeezing her large tits, another thing I would have to see to, everything done to the subject, large and small should go through me. I stepped around the girl really getting a good look at her for the first time. Her face was good, wide dark eyes, sharp features, there can never be too much said about the importance of facial features when making films of this sort, those with sharper features filmed best. Her chest was moderately impressive, nice large breasts with large dark nipples but not very firm. I decided that heavy thudy blows should be used on her front as compared to more stinging implements. Her legs were nice enough I noted as I circled her and her ass nice and heavy but well shaped and firm. I cupped her pussy from behind allowing the camera to get a shot of her panicking face. Her pussy was tight and neatly laid out, that was good.

"Get me that flogger on the left, no no, the flogger, the one next to that, yes that one" I ordered the fool of a guard.

The flogger I asked for was a crude one, although that was part of its charm, a thick loop of hose bound with a handle it looked like a tennis racket with no webbing and a really thick frame. I stood slightly to the side of Fatima and showed her the tool. Her eyes grew wide and she began pleading, the words were in Arabic but Ill translate for you.

"Please! Mercy! Forgiveness! Please O merciful Allah please!, I admit my crimes, You have already shamed me enough!" she pleaded. She was still under the impression she was wanted to confess and then she would be thrown into a prison, on some assignments I had done in the past that might have been the case, but not this one.

I lashed her left tit with the hose using a sideways swing, then backhanded her heavy right breast. "EEEEEIIIIIIIIIYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH" Her tits swayed wildly on her torso while she screamed and twisted, her long hair flew about her head as she grimaced in pain. The expressions were good I noted. Fatima had almost certainly never had a man touch her tits before, likely never one gaze upon them, and here she was exposed to guards, torturer and camera while her large jugs were being batted around obscenely. I'm not sure which she hated more, the pain or the humiliation.

"AAHHH, STOOOOPPPPPP,PLEEAAASSEEE, YOUR KILLING ME!" she screamed (I'm still translating here) as I beat her tits one way and then the other with the heavy hose. For about 15 minutes I continued the torture of her tits, while she screamed and twisted. When I stopped and had her taken down she collapsed in a sobbing heap.

"Secure her face down on the mattress, no no, drag it over near the eyehooks on the floor, that's right, use the rope not the shackles, arms together and out, legs apart, on her knees , push her face out, tighter, good". I ordered as I stepped out of my uniform. One of the reasons I performed the torture myself was that I truly enjoyed it, my cock was standing straight up, I could hear the idiot guards gasp and look away like children, my dick was fairly thick and long to say the least, it was one reason I was highly recommended for this kind of work. I selected an English riding crop from the wall. "You grab her head and make sure she does not bury her face in the mattress, I want her looking at the camera"

Using the rod of the crop like a cane I brought it down hard on the middle of her full ass cheeks. "OWWWWWWWIEEE!" she screeched. Although it may not have hurt as much as the torture of her tits, being caned across the ass for many a girl triggers a certain response, that of being punished. I methodically gave her 20 stripes, then knelt behind her and spread her small pussy lips with my hand, positioning my cock at the mouth of her dark cunt. Fatima struggled and squirmed to try and stop the rape of her virgin cunt, I didn't mind, it would play better for the camera's. Her small body was covered with a sheen of sweat, she looked really great during this time when I reviewed the tape later, her face was twisted in fear when I started, you could see the flash of pain hit her when the head of my cock popped worked its way into the mouth of her cunt, her expressions as she was violated were precious. I pulled the head of my cock back out and rammed about halfway into her in one vicious stroke

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" She started in a high pitched wail, her eyes bugged out as I pulled out and rammed all the way in, tearing through her cherry and tearing at stretching her virgin twat.

Her body jerked and spasmed as she was impaled time and time again. After about 15 minutes I pulled out of her cunt and positioned my cock the crinkled bud of her ass. Taking a girl up her ass is a powerful thing, aside from the pain, it degrades and humiliates, strips her of any control she may think she has, shows her how worthless she has become, it is in many ways the most private and intimate of places. She sobbed and pleaded as I pushed against her tight asshole, it took some time, but eventually the head of my cock slipped past her resisting ass-ring and popped inside her pretty little shitter.

"NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TAKE IT OUUUUTTTTT!, NNNNOOOOOOOOOO, PLEASE!!!!!!!!, YOUR KILLLING MMMEEEEEEEE!" She wailed as I forced two inches of cock up her tight ass. Her wailing increased in volume as I reamed out her virgin asshole, the two guards were having a hard time keeping her head up as she was sodomized, her hands clenched and unclenched wildly as the cramps tore up her insides.

"PLEASE STOP! ITS TOO MUCH! YOUR TEARING ME!!!!!! HELPMEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"

Her tight ass spasmed and clenched at my cock, the fight she was putting up made things much worse for her, but even if she knew that I don't think she could stop. Her ass was really getting a good workout, I had started slow but now moved on to full deep strokes, her little ass-chute fighting me all the way. The feeling was delicious, her high pitched screams had grated on my ears at first, she was very high pitched, but they blended well now with the more primal lower tones as more and more of her was opened up and violated.

The pain and humiliation was etched on her face, her pretty features shattered with terror and fear she was just at the point I wanted her, violated and beaten but not yet defeated. After another 20 minutes I allowed myself to cum deep up her ass, she laid there crying, like a whipped and beaten dog.

After lowering the hanging cuffs I untied the girl's legs and rolled her over to her back. I smiled at the terrified young Afghani teenager as I secured her legs to the cuffs and turned the crank to raise the chains and her legs until the were fully extended pointing at the ceiling, with her ass just barley pulled up off the mattress. the chains allowed some play side to side so I brought her legs together and bound her at the ankles with some left over rope. I went to the cabinet and retrieved a small collapsible table which I set up next to the mattress so she could turn her head and see me, she didn't want to look I know, but couldn't stop herself. I set up a small metal three legged stand and placed a self contained open flame burner under it, placing a large glass container on top of the stand I proceeded to fill it with common corn oil, the still had no idea what to make of it all till I lit the burner, she quickly understood that the flame could mean nothing good for her. After placing a thermometer in the oil I stood and picked up a clipboard.

While the "sentencing" of a prisoner was a vital tool in the psychological terror and emotional surrender, the declarations were usually hooky and annoying if you ask me, this one was no different. I read the text to her using a formal tone, once again I will translate.

"You have been found guilty of crimes against Islam and the Taliban Revolution including breaking Islamic law, treason, heresy and blasphemy, by mercy of Allah you will be spared the penalty of death by stoning, for a term of three years you will be used by the Taliban soldiers as punishment for your crimes, you are now considered less then a woman, less then an animal, the loyal Islamic subjects will be commanded to treat you as such and in the eyes of Allah and the Taliban will not be committing adultery but instead performing their duty which I'm sure they will get little enjoyment out of, if you survive the three years you will be banished from Afghanistan in Allah's mercy"

Fatima sobbed in self pity and desperation hearing the proclamation, I let her cry for awhile undisturbed while the oil heated and I made preparations. The effect was a good dramatic pause in the film, it is important that the viewer also has time to absorb and savor it all. When the temperature of the oil had reached that to scald but not not blister I turned down the heat, I knew from experience the level that would keep the temperature up but not heat it anymore.

"You will be staying here for at least two weeks to begin your punishment and preparations".

With her ass pulled slightly off the the mattress I slipped a leather belt around her hips and clasped it together. The belt has several purposes including the one I needed it for now. I retrieved a fairly large hollow dildo made of clear glass, the dildo was curved for a proper fit. Picking up the Dildo I dipped the tip into the oil and rubbed it against her pussy. She jerked and let out a yelp as the oil burned her outerlips.

"Now, I'm going to scald your pussy, those will help toughen you for the punishments you will receive, it will also make sex rather painful until it heals, we will consider that an added bonus".

I rammed the dildo into her in one hard stroke causing her to scream and bring her ass up even farther. Using straps I secured the dildo to the waist strap tightly, holding it all the way inside her. I hated to gag her, the screams would be great un-muffled, but the chance that she would bite off her tongue is too great. I decided to use a rubber bit gag, it will still allow alot of sound to escape but protect her tongue. Inserting a funnel into the opening on the base of the dildo buried inside her tender pussy I pour in the hot oil, filling the inside of the dildo then sealing it with a cork.

The girls eyes are wide but I can tell it has not really hit her yet, it will take awhile for the heat to really transfer through the glass. In a few moments her whimpering turned to shrieks and then screams as the heat turned from uncomfortable to scalding, her pain had just began, as the scalding of her tender inner cunt continued the pain would get worse and worse, the tissues becoming more and more sensitive. Her limbs twisted as shook as her inner pussy was scalded, she looked like she was trying to pull her limbs from her sockets. Even behind her gag the screams were great, for a half hour her cunt was scalded, to Fatima it seemed hours. The girl went mad as her insides were seared with pain, it felt like her sex was being blowtorched away, I loved every minute of it. The way her limbs convulsed, the way she whipped her head from side to side madly and the way her ass bucked and jerked trying to get the burning agonizing pain out of her. The camera caught it all. After 30 minutes I removed the dildo. Fatima would be allowed to rest now, I gave orders that she be taken to a cell, fed and given anti-biotic, showered, clothed and given warm blankets and heat. It was important that there be a contrast between her torture and her rest time for now, I left strict orders she was not to be abused.

The Taliban had provided me sparse quarters those early days, long before I had risen in both esteem and power to become feared and respected both within the Taliban and by the whole of the Islamic states. The room itself had a small separate bathroom, a moderately large closet, a few chairs, a coffee table and a large bed. Tied spread eagled to the bed was my darling Fabiana. Fabi was given to me as a gift from the Cubans when she was 13, already somewhat broken in spirit I had molded Fabi into a far more precious creature then the Cubans could have. Fabi was only 15 years old but her eyes tell of what she has become, dark and soulless they are dead-pan globes of ice that fix upon you without fear or lust, she was beyond fear now, beyond hope or despair. Fabi still had a great body, although she bore scars from both the Cubans and myself, her smallish tits bore several long scars along the sides and underside, her inner thighs bore the scars of cigar burns as did her vagina, her back was not so bad actually, but bore it's share. Her scars made her even more beautiful to me.

Amazingly her tight little round ass was nearly unmarked, I had received her before the Cubans had done her ass much damage and I found it too perfect to mark permanently, only a few pale faded stripes remained. I smiled as I looked on her, she always brought joy to me, my love. She was jerking slightly in her bonds as the burning itching powder I had filled her pussy and ass with each morning tortured her.. O yes, she could still feel pain, she was not immune to it at all, she could be made to be lost in the pain, taken by it, but her eyes almost never showed it, they rarely showed anything, but the tears gave her away along with the shaking and spasming of her body, only a low moan ever escaped her lips. I sat on the bed and stroked my loves hair, her deadpan eyes met mine showing no emotion, I knew her well enough to detect the pain in them, but I'm sure no other would. I smiled and kissed her, she opened her mouth obediently to accept my kiss, such a good girl. The powder had he effect of tightening her muscles and shrinking her openings to that of a virgin after repeated use, it had taken me nearly a year to get her this tight again, now all that were needed was a small refresher session after she has been stretched a bit. I also made sure the chemicals within would sensitize her even more.

I cupped one of her small breasts, so firm it was actually hard to the touch, dark cone-shaped nipples strained upwards the scars were beautiful, so sexy I ran my finger along the ones on the tender underside, perhaps tonight I would burn her nipples again, they were healed from the last time, yes, I think she will like that, she always moans and shakes when that happens, her eyes locked on mine, the eyes of the dead, she graces me with a grim smile, so sweet, how I love her. I watched her for awhile then released her from her bonds and rolled her over onto her stomach and inserted a finger up her tight ass-chute to test how tight she was, indeed it was coming along well. I laid with her for a long time while she took my cock, still covered with the dried cunt juice, ass-slime and blood of the Arab girl down her throat, I came twice and used her as my toilette once, when I was ready to go get food before returning to work I ordered her to masturbate for a hour bringing herself to orgasm three times, then shower and clean her cunt and asshole. She hated to orgasm but could make herself, when she did she came very hard, but It reminded her she was still alive, still feeling. She never begged to avoid pain, but at times she pleaded not to be made to cum. How I love her.

The second day with Fatima would be more structured then the first was. When I arrived in the morning Fatima was already stripped and standing with her arms stretched above her in the hanging chains. Her legs were unbound but she still kept them wide apart, not because of any sluttishness oh her part but because her scalded cunt was still very tender. She had all night alone to dread what she would be put through today, the fear was evident even as she tried to compose herself and put on a stoic front.

"Hello Fatima, welcome back, today we begin your formal training, the way you respond will determine where you go after this, if you are unable to follow instructions or prove less then desirable you will be given to the general troop to be used as they see fit, if you can follow orders sufficiently and please us here you may be allowed to serve a group of carefully selected officers, your pain may indeed be greater with them but your chances of survival will increase, if you are specially good you will remain here where your pain will be quite high but I promise you that you will live. We will start with three sessions each day a 1 1/2 hour session in the mornings, a 2 hour session in the afternoon and a 3 and a half hour session in the evenings". I let her absorb the information for a few moments. "Do you understand?" I asked. Instead of answering Fatima simply sobbed. Picking up a thin cane I struck the teens heavy tits 10 times in quick succession.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIII!!!!!!" Her breasts already black and blue from yesterday's beating danced under the assault

"You must learn to answer when questioned Fatima" I said in a calm voice and lashed her another ten strokes on her upper tits.

"AAAAHHH,YESSSSSSSS!!!!!, PLEASE STOP!!!!" pleaded the sexy crying Arab.

I lowered the cane. "Yes, see Fatima, that's much better, now let me ask again, do you understand everything I have told you?"

The crying girl nodded " Yes, I understand"

"That's good Fatima, very good" I smiled at her and brought the cane up.

Her eyes went wide as her gaze followed the cane. "Nooooo........I answered your question........ you said I was good... I answered you .....I...AAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I brought the cane singing down on her tits, making sure to catch her sensitive nipples, 5,10,15,20 hard welting searing strokes while she cried and screamed in that high pitched wail she had, beautiful, just beautiful, when I was done I kissed her sobbing, wailing tortures mouth while she screamed into mine, for several minutes after the beating her screams continued.

"For the first session of the day we are going to torture your pussy Fatima, I know your going to beg for mercy but you won't get any, that's OK Fatima, I want you to beg, what I want is for you to chant the word MERCY over and over while I hurt you, do you understand?"

"O God no, Please...."

I raised the cane.

"Yes! Yes! I understand, I understand!!" She blurted.

"Good, if I am pleased with your chanting your second session of the day will be somewhat less painful, if not I will continue. Do you understand?".

"Yes"

I undid her restraints, she immediately put her hands to her tits to try and rub away the pain, normally I would be angry, but it made good film, so I didn't mind. I gave her a few moments while I moved a few things and then ordered her on to the mattress where her virginity had been ripped away yesterday. She began to shake and started to panic a bit but complied rather quickly, far quicker then I thought she would. The fact that the mattress had no frame made it difficult to secure her legs apart, but with a bit of rope work the task could easily be done. I selected a length of rough hemp rope, pulling her legs up and over her head, I secured her spread open with her arms secures at her sides and tightly bound at the wrist and ankle, spreading her wide open. Her cunt will still slightly puffy from yesterdays rape and very tender from her scalding but had healed fairly well. I picked up a jar of greenish slime, opened it up and rubbed a liberal amount over the girls pussy, using my fingers to work it in,

"This will prevent your cunt from being slit open by the session, you can thank me, this is free of the pepper mix I will use on you when you disappoint me, remember to chat and you will continue to please me, if not I will continue this afternoon and I WILL use a heavy pepper with it."

Selecting a flogger of thin leather straps knotted at the ends I took some time to examine the pretty slit being presented to me, even after the rape she was small and neat, her inner-lips barely visible even spread out so.

"THWWWWWAPPPP!" the tails struck diagonally across her pussy, covering her mound with agony

"OOOOWWWWWWWWWIIIIEEEEE, NOOOOOOOOO, OOOOO ALLLLAHHHHHH"

"THWAAAAAAAPPPPPP!!!" "What do you say?"

"NNNNNOOOOO SSSSSSSSTTTTOOOOOOP"

"TWAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP" "Say it"

"MERCCCYYYY....AHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"THWAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!!!! Her eyes flew open as two strands found her clit

"YYAAAAAA!!!, MERCY!!!, MERCY!!!, MERCY!!!" she screamed wildly

I brought the strands straight down to cut into her cunt "THWAPPPPPPPPPP!!!!"

"NOOOOOOO!!!!, MERCY!!!!!, MERCY!!!!, MERCY!!!!!!!"

"THWAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!" the strands cut deep into her pussy.

"GGGGGGWAAAAAAAA!!!!!, MERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, MERCY! PLEASE MERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

TTTHHHHHWWWWWAAPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!"

"AAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!, MERCY!!!!!!!!!!, MERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!, MERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.

The abuse went on for 40 minutes that way, I could tell despite the salve if I continued her cunt would split open, I considered that sloppy and unprofessional so I avoided going that far, if I wished her to bleed heavily I would do it in other ways. Even when I stopped whipping her pussy she continued to chant "Mercy" over and over, her body shaking and heaving as though she were still being lashed. I took off my pants and shirt, folding then neatly and returned to stand on front of the girl. Her heavily bruised pussy was radiating agony, I had made sure many of the strokes landed on her tender clit and cut between her pouting cunt lips.

"Fatima, can you hear me? Fatima?" it took her several minutes to respond.

"Y..esss?".

" We have a little over 20 minutes left in your morning session, now I am going to give you two choices, I can rape your little pussy for the remaining time, or I can scald you again, which would you prefer?"

" Noo, please!!!, no more!, I can't take any more!, I want to go home....please!!!!!! Let me go!!!!!"

I retrieved the cane, it is important to use the same instrument as a purely corrective tool.

" No Please!!! Rape me! Please Rape me!!" she screamed in panic laden sobbing bursts.

I laid the cane against her beaten, scalded cunt rubbing it gently as she strained even harder against her bonds. " I will, but first you have to be punished for not answering quickly enough.

I brought the cane up her eyes following it mesmerized as I held it aloft for a second then brought it down hard across her asshole and lower pussy.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, MERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I hadn't even expected the mercy chant again! This was a good sign. I brought the cane down nine more times in the same place while she screamed and chanted for mercy. After the caning I thrust into the little Arab girl's abused pussy, every muscle in her body tensed like steel cords as she screamed from somewhere deep inside her being, the beatings had tightened her muscles and tenderized her cunt, now those muscles were being torn open and her raw cunt still tender from yesterday's rape, the scalding and the vicious flogging she had just received was being violated again.

You will read in many adult stories how a virgin who is raped goes through immense pain the first time but takes it easily the next day, this is untrue. After a painful rape the subsequent rapes are more and more painful as the body is still sore and inflamed, after a week of daily rapings the cunt and anal passage are often so tender and sensitive that the subject passes out when a cock enters her from the pain of simple sex. Fatima was no different, the agony of this rape was worse then when her virginity was ripped away, that combined with the pain the flogging caused her pussy put her over the top of pain. For the remainder of her morning session I raped her sore and battered pussy while she screamed and pleaded. Her body was undergoing heavy cramping as her muscles rebelled from the bondage and the abuse, alot of women vomited at this point, but she showed no signs.

Fabi was sitting on the bed when I returned, her hair and body still wet from the long shower, her outer cunt lips were swollen from the powders effects. It had been a long session, she would be nearly swollen shut, I smiled at her and retrieved a special large Dildo, I saw the tears in her eyes, she know what this would mean, she was to be ripped open again, how I loved her....

The afternoon session with Fatima was slightly less painful for the young girl, it is important not to overload a subject with too much pain, if you do their bodies will shut themselves down to it, aside from that I had promised her a less painful session as a reward for her behavior, it is vital to keep one's word. For the afternoon I had lined up 10 Taliban soldiers with reputations for following orders. The two guards under my direct command were given instructions to have the subject on her knees, legs apart with her hands behind her, though they were given orders not to bind her or force her if she refused. When I got there Fatima was indeed in the required position. Her cunt-mound was visibly bruised and her tits were even worse, black and blue over alot of the surface and covered with stripped welts. "Good afternoon Fatima" I said to the trembling girl. "As I promised your pussy will be given a rest this afternoon, but we will still require that you be trained in pleasing the soldiers you will serve for the remainder of your sentence, have you ever sucked a man's cock Fatima?"

"No!, I'm not that kind of girl, only whores do that!"

"You are no longer a girl Fatima, you are less then a whore, would you care to repeat that or do you wish to be punished?"

With a moan of despair the girl repeated in a small voice, "I am less then a whore"

"Yes you are a filthy creature, look at you, your tits all bruised, your legs open, cunt gaping open, you deserve no mercy Fatima, but I will give you some anyway, ten soldiers are waiting outside, taking time off their valuable duties just to help train you. You will take each of them in your mouth and down your throat, but don't worry you wont drink their cum, they have orders to shoot their seed all over your face and tits, after each is done you will ask him politely to give your tits 5 hard strokes with a riding crop, then you will crawl to the next soldier and begin on him, if you get all 10 to cum and whip you within the sessions two hour time you will be finished until this evening, if not you will continue until you do and you will receive another scalding at the end of tonight's session, do you understand? Naturally you can refuse and take your scalding now and we can continue whipping your pussy, then I will give you to the men anyway to do with as they choose, and I won't be in a mood to protect you from anything they may choose."

The girl looked positively sick at the thought. With girls of this age and within these cultures the idea of being used by a group of men like this was the lowest of lows, something no one would allow to happen. As shameful and humiliating as rape and sodomy may be, to be forced to give head was in some ways worse, it was something she would have to do as compared to something being done to her, it would confirm she was a whore and a lowly animal. It was always interesting to see which choice they made. After an agonizing few moments she answered.

Her voice quivered with self disgust that she could not stand strong. "Ill do what you tell me to".

Without a word I opened the door and bid the ten soldiers to enter, the soldiers were obviously shocked by the condition of the girl despite being warned fully, amateurs, I hate amateurs. The soldiers each bore a riding crop, boots, a rifle across their backs (Don't ask me what I was thinking when I told them to bring those!) and wore nothing else, quite a few were already erect or semi-erect, amateurs. Faith's eyes grew wide, unable to take her eyes off the many cocks before her. She was a picture of terror.

"Fatima, your session has begun, I suggest you get started" I said matter of factly. Had she done the math she would realize she had 12 minutes to bring each man off, receive her strokes and get to the next

Crying and sobbing she crawled to the closest soldier who looked nearly as frightened as she did! Taking the tip his erect cock in her mouth she ran her tongue along it uselessly while whimpering and crying in shame. I came up behind her, grabbed her by her hair and pushed her mouth down deep onto his shaft then jerked her head back and forth several times. "Like that, use your tongue and move your slutty mouth up and down so he can fuck your throat, the deeper you take him the faster he will cum". Crying harder she began to move her mouth up and down on the soldiers cock, he glared with anger and shame himself, what a fool. Within five minutes the idiot soldier came in her mouth! The Moron! I could have strangled him right there! The only redeeming factor was she coughed up the sperm so it ran obscenely down her chin onto her chest, Sputtering and gagging she asked for the cropping, he gave 5 half hearted strokes, the soldier was burned in my memory, he would pay I decided. I almost decided to dismiss Fatima right then, save the film and kill the soldier, but my position was not yet at a level I could get away with that.

The second soldier was thankfully much better, for twenty minutes she bobbed on his thin long cock, gagging and crying while he stood ridged, almost at attention, finally he pulled out and released a large load right into her tear streaked face, it was beautiful! She thrust her chest out shaking, her tits were already so battered yet she had no choice but to beg for even more, "Pl..Please crop my tits sir" she said in a small defeated voice. His strokes were less a cropping then an attempt to cut her breasts off her! He literally broke the crop on her tits after the third stroke and used the splintered piece to deliver the last two, he left her bleeding with 3 of the strokes drawing bloody welts and holding her tits rolling on the ground. For 15 minutes she lay there before gathering her wits and crawling to the next soldier, I was amazed she had not broken down to a begging heap by now.

The third soldier shot his load on her bleeding tits before she even touched him! I really couldn't blame the guy, those five strokes nearly made me cum! The five strokes he gave her tits were low, hitting the bruised underside while she screamed.

The fourth soldier kneaded her tits, pinching her nipples and painting an obscene word the equivalent of "WHORE" on her stomach with her own blood while she sucked his cock trying to get him off as quickly as possible, he lasted about 15 minutes until he shot his load into the humiliated girls dark curly hair and delivered 5 searing strokes right on her tortured nipples.

The fifth soldier rammed his cock down her throat in a vicious manner, fucking her mouth and throat while she panicked and struggled for breath. He held her head tight against him while she fought and struggled, for the first time in her torture Fatima was really fighting with all her might to escape from the throat raping cock cutting off her air and ripping into her gagging throat, one of the soldiers, number two rushed forward to hold her hands up above her head pushing her down to keep her on her knee's and preventing her from striking out. The soldier raped her throat like a cunt, cutting off her air much of the time while she thrashed and struggled violently to get away, the assault lasted only 8 minutes, but for Fatima it must have felt like a lifetime until he finally pulled out and covered her tits with his cum, she gulped in air and threw up on the floor immediately, I know it is not sexy to talk of such things as Fatima getting sick, but it is important to realize that the truth of the matter is the subject's stomach at some point or another rebels, I am amazed it took this long. The soldier kicked her in the chest, knocking her on to her back and slashing at her tits with the crop opening up the previous cuts again and bringing fresh blood to the surface. Once again I know blood is not sexy, but sometimes these things happen, I would have stopped it if the wounds were deep, but truth was the bleeding had stopped quickly, but the blood gave a great effect for the camera and panicked Fatima.

The Sixth soldier got off on slapping her face while she was giving him head. Her chest and face were now fairly coated with cum, her tits were a mess, streaks of dried cum and blood mixed together on her large bruise covered jugs. The soldier struck her repeatedly as he rammed into her sore, pain-filled throat, the idiot was lucky he did not get bit. He lasted a good twenty minutes but shot down her throat instead of on her face. I swear I can not get good help. I was suprised when Fatima choking and gagging managed to ask for her five strokes. He showed some mercy on her tits and just struck with the tongue of the crop while she squealed, her tits were so sensitive now even a light stroke would hurt.

The Seventh soldier fucked her face for 10 minutes while beating her ass with the crop as she screamed into his cock, at this point I had to warn the guard to ease up with the crop, her session had already been more painful then I had intended, but such is the shortcoming's of working with amateurs. He added his big load to her chest and face, she held her tits up with her hands and asked in a small voice "Mercy!" it was all she could think of to say while he used the crop like a cane across her nipples.

The Eighth soldier lasted nearly a half hour but provided a wholly uninteresting time with the subject, small dicked wonder that he was, he was gentle and almost loving with her shooting his jism on her face and only half heartedly cropping her.

The Ninth soldier was the sort I would like here permanently. He had her by the hair but still had her do the work, calmly whispering what a whore and slut she was he would at times force her throat all the way down, keeping her on the verge of gagging then take her and force her lower to lick his balls. When he came fifteen minutes later he wiped his cum into the mix and scooped it up from her chest to smear on her face and in her hair. "Sir, any more strokes on her breasts may cause permanent damage, shall I change to striking her ass?".

"Yes, I think that would be wise, good thinking soldier, double the strokes and proceed with her ass". "Fatima, turn around, place your head on the ground and stick your ass out..good girl".

The soldier delivered twenty searing strokes to the beautiful full ass presented to him in the humiliating position Fatima had been made to assume, he made sure several of the strokes landed right on her sensitive asshole.

The last soldier came in 10 minutes after pumping her face with his small cock. At least he remembered to cum on her face, he also caned her ass but with no real strength, why is it I am surrounded by incompetence?

After the guards left I stood above the cum covered, bruised and beaten Afghani girl drinking in her bruised and bloodied breasts, the obscene word scrawled on her stomach, the coat of semen that covered her face and chest and her striped ass.

"You failed by over 20 minutes Fatima, you will receive another scalding tonight. I believe your tits will be put out of commission from heavy use for a few days, but your cunt, ass and back are not too bad yet, enjoy the rest of the afternoon, I will see you this evening". With that I turned and left the room, I gave orders for her to be taken to the infirmary and cleaned up and also given a birth control shot. I was the only one who had used her pussy at all and I knew I would father no children, but tonight her use would be expanded.

Fabi had recovered from our earlier play in typical style, poorly. She turned her hooded eyes to me with what could have been a m accusing look had it been possible to read the expressionless gaze of Fabiana. She was still traumatized somewhat from the cruel ripping open of her cunt I knew, but the real displeasure came from the boredom of the place, there was little to do. Usually I provided Fabi with a slave of her own during the day for her to torment, one who she could practice her own sadism on without fear of damaging anything of value. For now I only had Fatima in my care and so that was not yet possible here. I had requested a television, VCR and some movies, Fabi understood English well enough to enjoy American and British works, but I had still gotten no reply. We spent the afternoon playing chess instead, she beat me most of the time and today was no exception.

The last session of Fatima's day was the longest and the most flexible. The morning session would be set as a time to work on and abuse a certain part of her body, the afternoon a time for her to be raped or used by the soldiers, but the evening was all together improvised most of the time. Tonight I had asked two soldiers, the seventh and ninth from the afternoon session to be present for the session.

Fatima was bound to the wooden X shaped cross, her back facing out, her hips thrust lewdly out by a pegged in wedge of wood that forced her pelvis far back. Her arms were lashed to the top part of the X with rough hemp rope and her ankles towards the bottom, spreading her legs far apart and offering us an unobstructed access to her cunt and asshole. Her ass still bore the marks of the last few sessions, but was in far better shape then her tits. One of the camera's had been brought near the wall to catch her facial reactions, the other was behind her and at a slight angle as I had requested.

"Good evening Fatima" I approached the girl, running a finger over her asshole and cunt. Despite all that had happened to her Fatima was still a Muslim girl, a virgin before yesterday. The shame of being so treated was still horrible for the terrified girl. "Fatima, I know you cant turn your head to see, but I have two men here with me, I'm sure you will remember them from this afternoon, you had their cocks in your mouth and begged them to whip you Fatima, do you remember that? I'm sure that you do, but there were so many men Fatima I am not sure you will be able to pick them out." I had the soldiers kneels down to get a close look at the girls asshole and cunt, pointing out the swelling from the rapes, sodomy, whippings and scalding she had endured. Fatima cried as she was examined like a piece of meat, poked, prodded and examined by not one but three strangers in her most private of areas.

"Now Fatima, I know your ass can't go back much farther, but I want you to thrust it back more and follow orders and Ill only scald you for 10 minutes tonight, otherwise you will get a full half hour, do you understand?"

"O No! Please don't make me! I can't! I already hurt too much! Too much! Please don't!"

"Ohhhh, Fatima, you have already earned your first punishment, it wasn't time to start begging yet, your already moving closer to a longer scalding, you must try to do better Fatima, your punishments will be added up and delivered after your session. Now Fatima, thrust your ass back and ask the nice man to fuck your ass".

"No! Not again! Not that! Please!!"

"Go Ahead, but do not cum in her ass, I do not wish her lubricated".

I have spoken before how the pain of rape and sodomy builds with subsequent rapes, the same can be true for the humiliation of rape. Sometimes the subject becomes numb, sensitized to the abuse, it is my job to make sure that does not happen. It may seem that the torture Fatima was forced to endure is random, that is far from the truth.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!". Fatima screamed again as the guard began to slowly force his cock up her dry tortured ass. "PLEASE TAKE IT OUT! IT'S ALREADY TOO SORE! NO MORE I WANT TO GO HOME! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHNOOOOOOOOOOOO!.

Inch after inch was forced up her tight stretched shitter while the camera captured every twitch of her body, every spasm of pain and scream of the obscene rape. He kept plunging deeper and deeper into the young girls bowels as she sobbed and begged for relief from the pain and humiliation.

After about 20 minutes he pulled out and came all over her sexy full ass. The other soldier took her place behind her and raped his cock into her cunt in one vicious thrust. Although the ass is usually a more painful place to take a girl her scalded, bruised cunt was perhaps harder on her, for two hours the two of them switched off.

Fatima was hanging limp in her bonds, her poor body overloaded from the rapes and Sodomy of the last two hours not to mention the abuse of the last two days. I attached the restraining belt to her hips and began to heat the oil. "Tomorrow you will gain a day of rest and exercise Fatima followed by another day of training then another day of rest, I'm sure you see that pattern. Now it is time for your scalding Fatima, because you were bad tonight you will be scalded for the next hour.

I waited for the oil to get to the proper temperature, filled a glass dildo with oil and corked it, I waited for the glass to heat first this time before shoving it in Fatima's sore pussy and placing the strap over it.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!, ANYTHING ELSE!!!!!, NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed and whipped her head side to side bucking her ass back and forth lewdly.

I poured a second dildo full of oil and shoved it hard up her still open asshole in one firm stroke.

"AHHHIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She wailed even harder as the Dildo torn into her bowels. Soon the scalding in her ass matched and eclipsed that in her pussy as she went totally insane with the pain. The screams seemed no longer human but that of some crazed animal as the agony touched some core part of her. Indeed it must have felt like the very center of her was being blowtorched apart as her ass and cunt burned and scalded. The camera caught ever frenzied spasm and scream as she poured her throat out shrieking and wailing. After a half hour I removed the two dildos and replaced them with two fresh ones so her torment could continue, she only lasted a few minutes after hat before slipping out of consciousness. I left the dildos in till her session was over and had her dragged back to her cell.

Fatima's training continued on that way without much deviation for the next two months, although there was some variety in her sessions. After two months a stunning change took place within my little corner of the Taliban. Apparently before I arrived the longest a subject had lasted was 3 days and the most a tape had brought was $1000. With my contacts throughout the industry we were able to sell tapes for $5000 each and produce many more taped per subject of much better quality, aside from that those members of the Taliban leadership who enjoyed such things were overjoyed with my work, the funding and increase in power literally came overnight. One day I received official word from Warlord Rabbani that I had been given the rank of Colonel and that funding would be increased ten fold, aside from that I was now able to draw on the general pool of soldiers for staffing and could hire my own camera crew and editing team. In addition two more subjects, Sohaila and Meena were delivered for sentencing with the promise of many more to come.