Abu Ghraib Revised

Chapter 14 – Shower Room

 

     “Where are you taking us,” Soraya asked the MP who was escorting her and Azul down a corridor of the Abu Ghabir prison?  Cells filled with prisoners lined their path.  The stench of unwashed bodies and sewerage was overpowering.  The MP’s black German shepherd occasionally stuck his nose into Azul or Soraya’s butt crack as they walked along further terrifying the two.  Both Azul and Soraya were frightened of the large powerful animal and put up with his invasions of their person without protest

     “Soraya, you’re going to see Major Trevor,” said Master Sergeant Roger Devlin.  “We’re putting your husband on a bus back to Baghdad.  But first we’re going to let you shower.  The Major wants you cleaned up.  Even Rascal here thinks you need a bath.  They smell pretty gamy.  Don’t they boy?”  Rascal barked in response.

    Sergeant Devlin was a reservist who would reach thirty years service in a several months.  He had already put in his papers requesting retirement.  Although an enlisted men, he was a favorite of both enlisted and officer females in the MP unit.  His oversized cock complemented by testicles the size of navel oranges had earned him the moniker, Roger the Tripod.

     Soraya and Azul were both naked.  Their cellmates had ripped off their clothes hours before.  Male prisoners were yelling obscenities at Soraya reaching through the bars to touch her tits.  She’d spent four hours in the rapist’s cell along with her husband being assaulted in every possible manner by her fellow citizens.  The fact Azul and she were from a wealthy Sunni tribe and the prisoners were mainly poor Shiites from Sadr City incited worse treatment than normal.

     However, the prisoners had followed the MP’s orders to thoroughly fuck the couple but not physically harm them.  They knew their extra food and opportunity to screw individuals and couples was dependent on playing by the rules. 

     Soraya and Azul had been placed side-by-side on cots their shoulders touching to increase the sense of shared humiliation.  A sneering Shiite Imam had held Soraya’s legs over her head bending her double so his fellows could enter her pussy or ass.  Azul was sodomized in the same fashion.

     Their heads hung over the end of the cot; the crown pointed toward the cell floor.  This allowed another prisoner to rape their mouth.

     The Americans had demonstrated ATM or ass to mouth to the rape cell prisoners who enthusiastically adopted it when gang raping couples.  Still, it took the threat of having his balls twisted for Azul to accept a shit streaked cock pulled seconds before from Soraya’s gaping asshole.  Even more depraved in Azul’s opinion was “felching.”

     The Arabic language lacked word or expression describing such a perverted act.  Azul’s mind reeled in humiliation and disgust the first time Soraya placed her mouth on his semen filled rectum and sucked out the contents.  His ears echoed with the onlooker’s laughter as Soraya placed her mouth on his and spat the contents down his throat.

     Out in the slums and market places of Baghdad, both ATM and felching entered the Arab vocabulary.  Arab men used to having their way with their wives eagerly adopted the American practices.  

     It had been Soraya’s first experience of anal intercourse and the initial penetration had been agonizing.  She had begged her rapist to screw her vagina instead.  He had smilingly switched to her vagina for a few strokes then returned to her rectum slamming his cock into her anus, causing her to scream.  After the first rape, anal became less hurtful and before her gang rape ended, she didn’t care what hole the rapist used.

     Soraya glanced at her husband walking beside her.  She knew that in the eyes of Azul she was a ruined woman, damaged goods that had been forever defiled.  He could never look at her again without recalling her in the rape cell with Shiite cocks inside her.

     Soraya agreed with the MP about the shower. There was dried semen covering her hair and face.  Her rapists had not bathed in days if not weeks.  One of the harder things to endure was the smell of their foul breaths and having them put their tongues in her mouth.  Several times, the more vicious ones had forced her jaws open and spit in her mouth then made her swallow. Soraya could feel semen leaking out of her anus and vagina as she walked along.  The prospect of a warm cleansing shower was welcome.

     Azul had never remotely contemplated the day when he would be laying beside his wife listening to her groan as fellow Iraqis forced their cocks into her vagina or ass.  Both had been made to kneel and suck the penises of every one of the thirty plus prisoners in the crowded cell.

     For the first time in his life, Azul had swallowed semen.  Every effort had been made to degrade the two of them.  The prisoners had even played games with them, taking their cocks out of Azul’s asshole and making Soraya suck them and even reversing the procedure making Azul suck a cock that had just been pulled from Soraya’s anus.

     “Taste your husband’s shit,” taunted the prisoners as Soraya was made to take filthy penises stained with Azul’s feces in her mouth.

     At the finish, Azul had been made to perform cunnilingus on Soraya’s semen filled vagina.  The MP had made reference to something called an American cream pie.  Soraya’s face was presented with Azul’s red and swollen anus and forced to lick and suck the brownish semen slowly oozing from his sphincter. 

     “Make her felch his shithole,” said the MP supervising the gang rape.

     Soraya and Azul had been too terrified to resist.  All the while American MPs had stood outside the cell laughing and taking pictures.  Several female MPs had come by and watched, shouting encouragement to the Iraqis.  The inhabitants of the cell were criminals and thugs from Baghdad’s Sadr City slum.  They had been promised better food and an early release if they did as instructed by the MPs.

     Azul was so exhausted and sore he was finding it painful to walk.  He held his wife’s hand as they wearily trudged between the cells ignoring the random calls for Soraya to suck cock or get fucked in the ass.

     She has always been the strong one acknowledged Azul as he walked beside Soraya.  She endured the rapes better than me.  Still how can I live with the shame of what happened to her.  She has been defiled.  No man would blame me for divorcing her.  I am a wealthy man.  And with the guidance of the Prophet, I can find a new wife who is pure and a virgin.  She must be untainted by the Americans and their infidel culture.

     “We can’t tell anyone what happened to us, even our families,” whispered Azul to his wife wishing to avoid a scandal that would prevent him from obtaining a new wife.

     “Yes, we must keep quiet.  No one can know,” said Soraya understanding that to her traditionalist husband, the shame and humiliation of others knowing was much worse than the rape itself.  She also knew she now had a problem with her marriage that would never go away.

     “Sergeant Devlin, why am I being allowed to leave but not my wife?” said Azul gathering enough courage to ask a question?

     “Those are the Major’s orders.  That’s all I know.  The Major’s partial to women. Maybe she wants your wife for a sleep over.”

     “Where are our daughters, Nadia and Safia,” asked Soraya?

     “Rumor has it they’re with the female officers. There is supposed to be a big lesbo party tonight in Captain Caldwell’s quarters.  I’ve been instructed to inform you the sooner you two follow instructions and do as you are told the sooner you will be with them.  If you refuse, you’re going to spend the night in the cell you just left,” said Sergeant Devlin.  “Most females don’t survive an overnight stay.  Some of those prisoners like to rape and kill.”

     “I want to stay with my wife,” said Azul once again speaking up.

     “You have two choices, Doctor Parchai.  You can shower, dress, and take the bus out of here or you can go back to the cell for another round of butt fucking and cock sucking.  What’s it going to be?” said the Sergeant

     “My husband will be leaving.  I will stay and do as the Major wants,” said Soraya. 

     “But Soraya, I should stay and you should go,” said Azul.

     “Stop being difficult, Azul.  I will see to the girls. That is my responsibility.  You go home.  I will be along shortly,” said Soraya.  “Besides we have no choice.”

     “Listen to your wife, Doctor.  Go home, kick back, drink a beer, turn on TV, watch a little Al-Jereza and forget it ever happened,” said the Sergeant as they arrived at the large communal shower room in the NCO barracks of the MP battalion.  Where the prisoner’s facilities in the prison were a nightmare, the living quarters of the enlisted staff were provided with numerous amenities. 

     Soraya was shocked to discover the room crowded with naked men and women showering together. The women were mostly American as were the men other than Azul.   One of the American women was sitting on the steps with her legs spread removing the pointed end of a plastic bottle of douche from her vagina.

    “Here goes, caballeros,” shouted the female Soraya took to be a Latina.  At the moment, a spray of liquid exited her pussy hitting several others.

     A case of the douche was sitting on a nearby shelf. Soraya marveled a woman could nonchalantly perform this most private and personal act in front of others.

     In the heat and steam of the shower, the women and men were engaged in a variety of sexual practices.  A tall black female was kneeling before two black males alternating her mouth between their cocks.

     “My but you can suck a brother’s dick, Kendra.  Who taught you how to give head?” asked one of the males.

     “My older brothers started me when I was ten,” replied the kneeling woman.  “After Daddy learned they broke me in, he taught me to suck like Momma.”

     “This is how we relax after a hard day of guarding you guys,” said Sergeant.

     Soraya saw there was a young Iraqi girl she recognized impaled on the cock of an Afro-American soldier.  Her legs were wrapped around his waist and she was enthusiastically raising and lowering her body allowing his long black cock to slide in and out of her vagina.  Soraya could tell from the dazed look on her face she had been drugged.

     They had probably given her Ecstasy that’s why she has lost all sense of decency thought Soraya. They may have done the same to Nadia and Safia.  Safia should be able to survive her treatment by the Americans.  But I worry about Nadia.  She is younger and more innocent.

     I must accept the fact both our daughters have been raped by the Americans though Soraya as she watched the girl ride the black soldier’s cock.  Still, I am a doctor and can take care of them if they are pregnant.  We may catch a venereal disease but that also can be treated.  I will instruct the girls to say nothing of what happened.

     “Wash each other’s back,” said the MP handing Azul a bar of soap and a small bottle of shampoo.  “And brush your teeth.  Most of you Iraqis never heard of oral hygiene.”  The MP handed them a small toothbrush, paste, and floss wrapped in a clear cellophane package. 

     “How is she, Devlin,” said the MP to the tall black man screwing the Iraqi girl?

     “Alisha is a top grade piece of ass.  Ain’t you baby?” said Corporal Devlin.

     “I am a top grade piece of ass,” yelled the girl enthusiastically as she pumped the Corporal’s cock.  “I love American dick.  I want everyone to screw me.”

     “What do you think they have done to Nadia and Safia,” whispered Azul to Soraya as she scrubbed his back?

     “You are never to ask.  I will take care of whatever needs to be taken care of,” said Soraya.

     “Safia was already a whore.  But I would hate to see my sweet Nadia wind up like her,” said Azul pointing to the girl Corporal Devlin was screwing. “Safia already dresses and acts like a slut.  I would not be surprised if she was not a virgin when she came here.  Nadia has her faith to keep her pure.”

     “That could just as well be Nadia.  The Americans have drugs that will make you do anything.  That girl, Alisha, is drugged.  I recognize her.  She is one of my patients.  She was a good girl from a prominent family.  Her parents are wealthy.”

     “Then she will recognize us,” said Azul sounding alarmed.

     “No, she is too much under the influence of the drugs to recognize her own mother,” said Soraya.

     “The Americans are truly the most evil people that have ever walked the earth,” whispered Azul.  “They are Satan’s own race.”

     “No worse than Saddam,” said Soraya running a soapy hand down the crack of Azul’s ass to wash his sphincter.  Her long delicate fingers sought the entrance.  “Bend over so I can wash your bottom.”

     “Here?”

     “Yes, here, these people could care less what we do.  It might keep you from getting infected,” said Soraya.  “Squat down, lean forward, and spread your buttocks.”

     “How does it look,” asked Azul?

     “Raw, irritated, but not torn. You will be all right if you did not contact an STD,” said Soraya inserting two soapy fingers in his anus.  She located his prostate and gave it a gentle rub causing Azul to moan. “When you get home, apply some ointment.”

     “Wash his cock too,” said Sergeant Devlin to Soraya.  He had heard Azul moan and decided to have some fun with the couple.  “Soap his pecker up and get it hard.”

     Soraya lathered up her husband’s cock using long slow strokes that began at the very tip and ended at the base of his balls.  The warm water and lather combined with Soraya’s stroking made Azul hard in a matter of minutes.  He found himself aroused as he looked at Alisha impaled on the American soldier.

     “Look everybody. Doctor Parchai’s wife, Soraya, has given her husband a hard on.  That’s Iraqi family values,” said Sergeant Devlin in a loud voice. Everyone turned to look.

     “Now that he’s hard, suck it honey,” said Kendra who was now standing bent over being screwed from behind as she sucked another cock.  “Find you another man and get two cocks inside you.”

     “Listen Azul, when I bring the girls home you are not to ask anything about what happened to them.  If any of our relatives ask, you are to say Nadia and Safia stayed outside of Abu Ghraib with the American female officers who treated them with respect.  Understood?”

     “Is that what really happened?  Do you think?” said Azul his cock growing fully erect and hard as Soraya’s soapy hands worked its length. Azul found himself looking around at the other women and wondering what it would be like to fuck them.

     “Yes, that is exactly what happened,” said Soraya looking her husband directly in the eye.

     “I understand,” said Azul. “Now kneel down and suck my dick, you whore.  I need relief.”

     Soraya, out of habit, did as she was told, although she was surprised Azul would willingly have sex with so many others watching.  She allowed the warm water to play over her body as she took Azul’s cock in her mouth. Soraya massaged Azul’s balls as she worked with her tongue and lips to pleasure him.

     “Stand up and bend over like the American sluts so I can fuck you,” ordered Azul.

     “You heard your husband.  Bend over and grab your ankles, Soraya and let Azul have a piece of pussy.  He’s watched thirty of his countrymen screw you and he hasn’t gotten any,” said Sergeant Devlin.  “He deserves a good fuck from his own wife.”

     Soraya used Azul’s hand to pull herself erect.  She turned around, widened her stance, squatted down to lower her bottom to the correct height, and bent over placing her hands on the tile floor.

     “Put it in me, Azul.  Screw me quickly so I can get to Nadia and Safia,” said Soraya reaching between her legs to grab his rigid tool and guide it into her pussy.

     Azul did as his wife instructed.  When he looked around he saw the tall black man was no longer screwing Alisha.  There was a different black man pounding his cock into the girl and she was sucking the one called Devlin. Azul placed his hands on his wife hips and began to screw her. Soraya pushed back each time Azul thrust forward.

      “Put your thumb in your ass, Azul.  That’s how we screw our wives back in the states.  It shows we love them,” said Sergeant Devlin.

      Azul complied with the Sergeant’s order taking pleasure from the Soraya’s discomfort.  She is acting like a slut thought Azul as he pounded his wife’s pussy.  I should never have married a woman who had been educated in the United States.  All the women there are whores unfit for a man who follows the Prophet.

     Soraya had been surprised at the vigor Azul was showing as he pumped into her.  In the last few years, Azul had shown little sexual interest in her. Soraya knew once a week her husband visited a prostitute.  This was the first time she had sex with him in months.

     “Hey everyone, I’m horny. Let’s form a bareback suck and fuck line,” said Sergeant Devlin. “Line the women up.” The Sergeant started to remove his uniform.  “I can use a shower.”

     “Sounds like fun,” said Kendra taking a position beside Soraya.  Alisha took her place on the other side of Soraya.  The other females quickly joined the line.  Soraya turned her face to look into the glazed eyes of Alisha.

     “I love American dick,” said a stoned Alisha.  “I can’t get enough of it.”

     “Move over,” said Sergeant Devlin to Azul indicating he should switch to Alisha.  Soraya grunted as Sergeant Devlin’s super sized cock entered her vagina. “I been watching your wife being humped by those thugs and I got the yin for a piece of her tail. I could tell she loved what they were doing to her.  You’re married to a real slut.  Tell everyone you’re a cock sucking slut, Soraya.”

     “I’m a cock sucking slut,” dutifully intoned Soraya feeling the much larger hands of the American grasp her hips and pull her firmly onto his cock.

     “Oh fuck yes,” moaned Soraya as the much larger cock of the American entered her cunt.  Soraya looked to see there were seven American female soldiers and two Iraqis, her and Alisha on their hands and knees being fucked. There were more men than women so the extra men took positions at the women’s front and once again Soraya found herself with two cocks inside her.  She looked over to see Azul happily pounding his cock into the black female Kendra.  The bastard certainly seems to be enjoying himself thought Soraya.

     One by one the men climaxed and the women were allowed to stand up. Soraya thought they were done but the MP issued another order.

     “Not all of our soldiers emptied their gun. You two get down on your hands and knees,” said Sergeant Devlin referring to Soraya and Alisha.

     “I want some pictures of this,” said Kendra walking over to her bag and removing a digital camera.

     “Privates Rascal and Smoke need a half and half,” said the Sergeant bringing the two dogs to the front of Soraya and Alisha.

     Surely they do not expect us to have sex with a dog thought Soraya.  Her question was quickly answered when Alisha slipped under one of the German Shepherds and took his cock in her mouth.  Soraya watched in utter amazement as this girl she knew to be from a good family behaved in a depraved fashion.  A flash of light signaled Kendra was capturing these perverted acts with her camera.

     “Suck Rascal’s dick, Soraya,” ordered Sergeant Devlin.

     “I won’t,” replied Soraya.

     “You know what we did to the last Iraqi who thought she was too good to give one of our canine soldiers a half and half,” said the MP.

     “No,” said Soraya.

     “We tied her up in the dog kennel and sprayed her with the scent of a female German shepherd in heat.  We left her there overnight.  Next morning the pups had not only fucked her pussy and ass until they bled, they’d chewed her ears and nose off.   Now I suggest you imitate your fellow countrywoman and give Rascal a blowjob,” said the Sergeant.

     Soraya leaned forward under Rascal and put her mouth on his penis.  His cock is cleaner than ones I was sucking an hour ago rationalized Soraya as she pushed Rascal’s sheath back with her lips until the tip reached the back of her throat. 

     Next to her, Alisha was providing Smoke a noisy and enthusiastic blowjob.  Soraya wished she had some of the drugs Alisha had used.  Drugs would make this much easier thought Soraya as she began to rhythmically suck the long thin canine cock while massaging his balls.  Rascal’s tail began a whip like action indicating he was both pleased and excited by her efforts.

     “Smoke’s ready for some pussy,” said one of the dog handlers pulling the shepherd away from Alisha’s front and helping him to mount her.

     Who ever thought it would be so great to fuck a dog,” said Alisha to Soraya.  “Don’t you just love it?”

     “That’s right, Smoke, here let me help you slide it in,” said the handler matching Smoke’s cock to the entrance of Alisha’s cunt.

     “It feels different. But it still feels real good,” yelled Alisha excitedly.

     Soraya now had Rascal’s cock fully extended and she was busily sucking the bitter tasting slimy cock when Sergeant Devlin announced Rascal was ready to fuck her.

     Soraya felt the weight of the animal as Rascal mounted her back.

     “You’re excited.  Aren’t you boy?  Been watching Soraya fuck all that Sadr City scum and you didn’t get a piece.  Well, here you go.  Fuck her. Fuck her like she was the white shepherd you used to screw back at the training center,” said Sergeant Devlin.

     Soraya tried to let her mind go blank as she felt Rascal’s cock enter her vagina.  She glanced sideways to see Azul was watching her.  Soraya was surprised to see he was fisting his cock. The bastard is enjoying watching me suffer the ultimate in humiliation thought Soraya.  He’ll probably tell his prostitute about how exciting it was when the Americans made his slut wife fuck a dog.

     “Do it. Do it,” screamed Alisha one hand massaging her clit as Smoke screwed her.

     “Fuck my pussy, Rascal,” screamed Soraya as she reached back to work her own clit.  I might was well give that bastard Azul a proper show since he finds it so appealing I am copulating with a dog.

     “Kiss me,” whispered Alisha turning her head toward Soraya.  Soraya twisted sideways so she could put her lips against Alisha’s and the two tongue-kissed as they were being screwed.  Soraya found herself occasionally blinded by Kendra’s camera flash.  Finally, both Smoke and Rascal had an orgasm and Soraya felt the inside of her vagina fill with warm canine semen.

     You two get each other off with your mouths,” said Sergeant Devlin as soon as the dogs dismounted.  “Suck the dog spunk out of each other’s twats.”  

     “I’ll take the bottom,’ said Alisha quickly scooting under Soraya who had not understood what the Sergeant intended. As Alisha got into position under her, Soraya found herself looking directly down at Alisha’s well-fucked pussy oozing human and animal semen.

     Thin, almost clear semen was slowly tricking out of Alisha’s vagina.  Soraya felt Alisha’s tongue take a long slow lick around her clit then pass down to press into the opening of her vagina.

     “Eat her pussy, Soraya,” ordered Sergeant Devlin.

     After all she had been through; this further act of depravity didn’t seem to matter.  Soraya applied her mouth to Alisha’s cunt.  Dog cum covered her mouth when she placed her tongue in Alisha’s pussy.

     “Look up at the camera and smile,” said Kendra.

     Soraya shocked herself by looking up and smiling as the camera flashed. Soraya returned her mouth to Alisha’s pussy.  Soraya felt her pleasure build and sensed Alisha’s was building also.

     “Stick your fingers in each other’s asshole,” suggested Kendra.  “It’ll get you off.”

     Soraya and Alisha did as instructed and within minutes Soraya and Alisha bucked and writhed together in a mutual orgasm.  It was Soraya first climax that had not been auto induced in several months.  The camera flash fired repeatedly as they experienced their climax.

     “You girls are hot together.  Most Iraqi women are cold as ice but you two are hot as fire,” said Kendra.

     “Douche the dog spunk out of your cunts,” said Sergeant Devlin handing Soraya and Alisha each a small plastic bottle of liquid.

     Soraya showered again to remove the smell of dog from her body then sat down on the steps and squeezed the liquid into her vagina.

     “Towel off you two and come outside. I got your clothes,” said the Sergeant as soon as Soraya finished.

     I can believe that happened to me.  But what does it matter?  As soon as Azul saw me enter the cell to be raped, our marriage was finished.  Fucking Rascal wasn’t that bad nor was eating his semen out of Alisha’s pussy.  The Americans have no morals.  I am more like them than I thought.

     “Here,” said the Sergeant handing Azul and Soraya separate bags of apparel.  Azul’s contained the clothes he arrived in.  But Soraya’s consisted of a pair of high heels, a very short and tight spandex skirt and a top that exposed her midriff.  There was no bra or panty.

     “You can’t wear that,” said Azul picturing his wife coming home to their gossipy neighborhood dressed that way.

     “This is just one more way of degrading us.  I am going to put it on,” said Soraya.  “I want to see my daughters.”

     The two dressed quickly. Azul felt much better to be back in his clothes.

     “How do I look?” asked Soraya adjusting the shirt to expose the top of her breasts.  She pinched her nipples to make them more visible through the thin material.  She was beyond caring what Azul thought.  Humiliating him gave her pleasure.

     “Like a whore, a prostitute,” replied Azul.

     “You would know,” said Soraya.  There was a mirror in the dressing area. Soraya was glad she exercised and kept her figure trim.  The clothes would have been scandalous to her friends and relatives. Azul is right thought Soraya. I do look like a prostitute.  Her mind added the postscript that she might as well act like one.  There was no way she could go back to being the respectable and devout wife of Doctor Azul Parchai.

     Soraya and Azul parted a few minutes later when Sergeant Devlin ordered Azul to join the line boarding the bus.  Several of the men already on the bus yelled obscenities at the provocatively dressed Soraya.

     While Azul was on the bus looking out the window at Soraya, the Sergeant stepped behind her and raised her skirt and top exposing her pussy and breasts.  He openly fondled her as the bus passengers and their American guards hooted and laughed at the two.  As the bus began to pull away, Azul looked back to see his wife and the Sergeant had embraced.  They were passionately kissing.  The Sergeant had a firm grasp on her naked buttock.  She was obviously pressing her sex against his groin.

    “I am finished with that whore,” whispered Azul to the man beside him.