Abu Ghraib Revised

Chapter 2  – Prisoner Interrogation

 

     “Who paid you, Adnan,” asked Major Trevor addressing the naked man standing on top of the flimsy wooden crate?  Her voice was calm and measured as she spoke in the Arab dialect favored by Baghdadi.

     His hands were tied behind his back.  There was a strand of piano wire looped around the base of his gonads.  The other end was fastened to the ceiling. The wire wasn’t long enough to reach the ground.  The only remarkable thing about the man was the size of his cock.  Its length and thickness were completely out of proportion to his average physique.  Testicles, the size of navel oranges, complemented his penis.

     “I don’t know, please, I know nothing,” pleaded Adnan.  There were tears streaming down his face and he was trembling.  He was having difficulty maintaining his balance on the rickety wooden box.  He was terrified of falling because one slip would leave him hanging by his cock and balls.  He didn’t doubt the thin wire would sever his manhood.

       Interrogation Room 12 had been the American media’s favorite and the hooks in the ceiling had appeared on practically every television in the US.  It was one of the largest rooms of its type and suited to handle the interrogation of more than one prisoner at a time, causing Major Trevor to nickname it, ‘The Family Room’.  Downstairs in the prison archives were thousands of video files depicting entire families being tortured during Saddam Hussein’s rule.

      Often, three generations were hung upside down with their legs widely spread.  Torture and mutilation of the genitals were routine.  Castration was the usual outcome.

     “You must know something, Adnan,” said Major Trevor as she covered her palm in a lubricating jell then placed her hand around his cock and slowly began stroking it.  “You knew enough to bury an IED on the roadside and set if off just as a convoy of Marines was driving by.  You were still carrying the cell phone used to detonate it.  That wasn’t very smart.”

     “It wasn’t me.  I had nothing to do with that.  I found the cell phone by the road.  I am a man of peace,” said Adnan.

     “What do you think, Lieutenant,” asked Major Trevor speaking to Lieutenant Beth Anne Neely, the most recent addition to the Major’s team of interrogators?  She had only arrived the previous day and been surprised and apprehensive when the Major ordered her to join in debriefing a prisoner.  The Lieutenant was standing close by in order to closely observe the Major’s interrogation technique.

     “I think he’s a lying piece of shit.  Let’s cut one of his nuts off and make him eat it,” said the Lieutenant.  Her voice still contained a trace of the East Tennessee accent she had worked hard to erase.  Lt. Neely silently warned herself to watch her speech.  She didn’t want the Major to think she was some ignorant hillbilly.

     “It’d be a shame to chop up a nice pecker like this.  We’d call it a whopper back in South Beach.  Adnan, you could put on a Speedo and troll for queers.  I bet a stud like you gets a lot of pussy,” said the Major slowly stroking his soft cock with both hands causing the box to shake.

     “Please don’t hurt me. I’ve told you all I know,” sobbed Adnan.

     “Oh, you know much more and if you don’t tell us, I’m going to let the Lieutenant cut open your sack and remove one of your testicles.  On the other hand, if you cooperate, the Lieutenant and I will take very good care of you.  We’re both anxious to experience your big cock in our pussy,” said Major Trevor.  “Aren’t we, Lieutenant?”

        “All he has to do is talk and he can screw me right here on the floor, but if he wants to see how his balls look outside his sack, I can do that too,” said Lt. Neely, as she took a K-bar knife out of the pocket.

        “They paid me two hundred dollars.  My children were hungry.”  Adnan struggled to ignore the pleasurable sensations the Major was inducing in spite of the situation.  She seemed to know everything; even that he was very popular with the local women in the slum called Sadr City.

     “When was the last time you fucked your wife?  Can she take your schlong up her ass” asked Major Trevor seeking to disorient and confuse Adnan?  Having given up one piece of information, it was only a matter of time before he dumped his bucket.

     “Yes, she allows me to sodomize her,” said Adnan recalling the last time he had ordered Fatima down on her hands and knees so he could enter her anally. 

     “She must love getting her shit packed with this.  I know I would,” said Major Trevor working her hand from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock.  “What do you think, Lieutenant?  Like to give it a try?”

     “Sure, if Adnan tells us who paid him, I’ll suck his cock, eat his ass, and let him fuck me in both holes,” said the Lieutenant agreeing with her superior officer.

     “How about your Momma, Adnan? You fuck her, too?  I bet she let you have a piece when Daddy was at the mosque and Mom hadn’t been getting enough cock.  I’ve heard boys in Sadr City get to screw their Mom during Ramadan.”

     “No, I don’t know,” said Adnan confused and embarrassed by the Major’s questions and terrified of losing his balance.  The size of his cock was a source of pride to Adnan.  His wife had bragged to the neighbor’s wives about his manhood and several of them had tried it themselves while their husbands were away.

     “He looks like a motherfucker to me.  I bet he fucked his grandmother, too,” said Lt. Neely eager to display her toughness.  Only six months before she had received her bachelor in Public Administration from the University of Tennessee in Knoxville.  She was the first member of her rural family to attend college.  

     “How about me, Adnan?  You want to see my tits,” asked Major Trevor opening her blouse to reveal her bra?  The Major was wearing a style that unhooked in the front.  She opened her bra freeing her breasts.

      “Yes,” said Adnan.  His eyes were drawn to the Major’s augmented breasts.  They were large for her stature and perfectly shaped.  In spite of his perilous state, he watched transfixed as the Major pulled and twisted her long nipples.

     “Tell me what I want to know and you can suck them,” said Major Trevor resuming her stroking of Adnan’s cock.  “We’ll go to my quarters and get down and dirty.  I’ll do anything you want.  I know how much Iraqi men like their asshole sucked.”

     “It wasn’t me.  I did not kill your Marines,” said Adnan feeling his cock respond to the Major’s hand.

     “I can’t believe you’re still lying to me after I’m nice enough to show you what Mom and Dad gave me for my sixteenth birthday.  My Dad was my cosmetic surgeon.  The man is a living saint.  He spends his entire day giving small-breasted women back their confidence and pride.  What do you think?  Be honest,” said Major Trevor ceasing her cock stroking to cup and lift her breasts.  Her nipples were only inches from Adnan’s mouth.

       “They’re very beautiful.  Please let me go.  I’ll tell you everything,” said Adnan.

      “Then tell me who paid you to bury the IED then gave you the cell phone to set if off.  Look we’re not after guys like you.  You’re a little fish.  We want those behind the insurgency,” said Major Trevor leaning forward to where her face was only inches from his.

      “I don’t know his name,” said Adnan.  “He was not from my neighborhood.”

      “Now, we’re getting somewhere.  You deserve a reward,” said Major Trevor stepping back then pulling Lieutenant Neely in front of her facing Adnan.  Less than six inches separated Adnan from the Lieutenant.

     “The Lieutenant is only twenty three, just graduated college.  She was elected Miss Volunteer her senior year.  She’s beautiful and she loves to fuck.  You can have her too,” said Major Trevor reaching around Lt. Neely to unbutton her blouse.

      Adnan watched transfixed as the Major’s nimble fingers made short work of the buttons then opened the Lieutenant’s bra to free her smaller breasts.

      “You can suck them then I’ll let you fuck me any way you want,” said the Lieutenant pressing her breasts against Adnan’s bare chest as she took over the task of stroking his cock.  One hand reached around to grasp his buttock pressing his erect cock against her abdomen as she masturbated him.

      “Come on Adnan.  Tell us who was behind the IED.  We’re horny and ready for that big cock of yours.  Why protect some asshole who’s probably back in Sadr City fucking your wife in the ass while you’re here about to get your cock and balls ripped off?” said Major Trevor.

     “His name was Rashid Allawhi. He owns the bakery on the corner,” said Adnan.

     “Are you certain? You wouldn’t be lying just to get your pecker in our tight wet pussies?” asked the Major.

     “Rashid belongs to Al Qaeda.  He meets at night with Zawahiri to plan the attacks.  Please let me go.  I have told you all I know,” said Adnan feeling his legs weaken and the crate shake. 

     “What do you think, Lieutenant,” asked Major Trevor. “You think he’s lying?”

     “He’s too scared to lie,” said Lt. Neely surprised that in spite of the circumstances Adnan’s cock was hard as a rock.  Lieutenant Neely was a tall, beautiful blonde with a good figure and was used to turning men’s heads and hardening their cocks even though she preferred sex with her own gender.   

     “I’m just a shop keeper. Please let me go. I’ve told you all I know,” whined Adnan before adding,  “I would be honored to fuck the two of you if that is your wish.”

     “Let me check something while you suck his cock, Lieutenant,” said Major Trevor walking quickly toward the small table to her laptop computer.  She quickly keyed the name Adnan had supplied.

     “Right, Major,” said Lt. Neely kneeling down to take Adnan’s cock head in her mouth.

     This is a test and I intend to pass with flying colors decided Lt. Neely as she swirled her tongue over the head tasting sweat and inhaling the aroma of unwashed flesh.  I’ve sucked nastier the Lieutenant realized as she energetically applied herself to Adnan’s cock.

     “Rashid Allawhi owns a bakery on your street.  There’s another report in the database listing him as a member of Al Qaeda in Iraq,” said Major Trevor studying the laptop screen.

     “We have two sources, then,” said Lt. Neely taking Adnan’s cock out of her mouth for a second to respond.

     “Right, I think Adnan’s deserves a reward.  Think you can get him to pop, Lieutenant?” asked Major Trevor stepping back to where she was standing right beside the kneeling officer.

     “Yes, Sir,” said Lt, Neely her words muffled by the penis in her mouth.

     “We’ll take you down as soon as you shoot your load in Lt. Neely’s mouth,” said Major Trevor leaning over to take Adnan’s nipple in her mouth.

     Lt. Neely had joined the army out of a deep desire to serve her country.  She knew that while the Major’s techniques were unorthodox they were highly effective.  Lt. Neely was determined to give it all she had, as her lips passed back and forth over the shaft. 

     As she reached for Adnan’s balls and gave them a gentle squeeze, she redoubled her efforts to bring him to orgasm.  An experienced and talented fellatrice whose skills had been honed from middle school onward, she reached one hand behind him to grasp his buttocks and pull him toward her forcing the cock head to reach and then enter her throat.  The tip of her tongue slipped out over her lower teeth to flutter against his scrotum.

    The Major leaned down to whisper in Lieutenant Neely’s ear.  “Raise your hand when he starts to shoot. And no matter what, do not let his cock out of your mouth,” said the Major before standing up to resume sucking Adnan’s nipples.

      Adnan began to twist and shake as he felt his orgasm build.  The prostitutes in the bazaar, heirs to a thousand year old tradition, were not as capable of giving pleasure as the American officers.

      Adnan recalled the words of Rashid concerning the women who served in the American army.  “They are truly Satan’s whores.  There is no act too sinful for them to perform.”

    Unable to control his body, he felt his muscles contract as sperm raced to reach the Lieutenant’s mouth.  

     The Lieutenant’s arm shot up as semen covered her tongue.  Major Trevor stepped behind Adnan and wrapped her arms around him.  She lifted him slightly as she kicked the wooden crate out from underneath.  It traveled several feet smashing into a nearby wall.  The Major noted with satisfaction, Lt. Neely was still sucking his cock, draining every drop of semen.

     Adnan panicked as he realized the only thing supporting him were the Major’s arms. 

     Major Trevor’s lips were practically touching Adnan’s ear as she spoke.  “I happened to be right behind the Marine convoy you blew up.  I held Corporal Whitcomb in my arms as he died.  He kept calling me by his wife’s name, Lucy, as he bled all over my tits.  I promised him I would send whoever set off the IED straight to hell,” said the Major before allowing Adnan to slip out of her arms. 

     Adnan’s body suspended in space for several seconds then there was a loud snapping sound as the thin wire sliced through his cock and balls.  He fell to the ground screaming.  A fountain of blood spewed from his groin.  He twisted from side to side for a matter of seconds then lost consciousness and died from exsanguinations.

     “Excellent work, Lieutenant,” said Major Trevor reaching her hand down to help Lt. Neely to her feet.  The room was quiet except for a hissing sound of the Lieutenant sucking air through Adnan’s severed urethra.  Blood and urine were seeping out of the corners of the Lieutenant’s mouth.

     As the Lieutenant came to standing, the Major placed her hands around each testicle and squeezed hard flattening them in her fist.  “Making sure we got it all.” 

     Lt. Neely felt the onrush of fluids as the Major squeezed.  A moan of pleasure sounded from the back of her throat as the warm liquid filled her mouth.

     “Share, Lieutenant,” said the Major, as she removed Adnan’s cock from the Lieutenant’s mouth.  Major Trevor wrapped her arms around the Lieutenant kissing her passionately their tongues trading Adnan’s semen, urine, and blood.

     “That was fucking awesome, Major.  Thank you, Sir, for including me,” said Lieutenant Neely looking down on the still twitching body once the kiss ended. 

     “Makes for one hell of a cocktail, Lieutenant,” said the Major, as she licked the corners of the Lieutenant’s mouth.

     “It was something every girl dreams of, but very few actually experience,” said Lt. Neely. 

     “Something I learned in Afghanistan.  The Pushtun’s turn their prisoners over to the women of the tribe.  It’s a coming of age ritual for a young Afghan girl to suck a prisoner hard then cut off this package and squeeze his nuts dry,” said the Major.

     “Feeling a man die while his dick is in my mouth has got to be the most profound experience of my life,” said Lt. Neely.

     “You did very well, Lieutenant.  Consider yourself part of my team.”

     “Thank you, Major.  I’ll do my best to exceed your expectations,” said Lt. Neely in awe of what had just happened.  The realization she had just held a man’s spurting cock in her mouth as he was castrated was not lost on her.  Her grandfather who had served in Vietnam had told her she would see and experience amazing things but she had never imagined it would be this exciting.

     Still warm, this is how I prefer my cock,” said Major Trevor holding the bloody carrion in her hand.

     “He had one hell of a pecker,” said Lt. Neely.

     “Have that put in Saddam’s oven,” said Major Trevor tossing the severed cock and balls onto Adnan’s body.  She was referring to the crematory in the prison’s basement.

     “Yes, Sir,” said Lt. Neely saluting as Major Trevor started to leave the interrogation room.

     “What do I put on the report as cause of death, Major,” asked Lt. Neely?

     “Weak nuts, all these Iraqi have weak nuts.  Saddam must have put something in the water to give the men weak nuts.  In Kabul, we hung a Tadjik for four hours.  We finally had to slice them off in order to get to mess call on time,” said the Major.