24 hours

Chapter 1

 

 

 

Jill knew she had fucked up, leaving the safe house to get a pint of milk on Sunday morning seemed so easy, and why not let her minder Sgt. Tim Roberts have a lie in.

The supermarket was just a few minutes away and most of the small N. Ireland town was still sleeping. No one was in the place except one teller. She heard the door open and a few muffled words, then silence.                                                                      

 

Jill reached for the milk, and then things happened quickly, she felt the muzzle of the gun at the back of her neck. “Don’t move a muscle, or you’ll have a third ear”. The reflection of two large hooded men appeared in the door of the cooler.

Her hands were quickly pulled behind her and fastened very tightly with plastic ty-wraps. Then her arms were grabbed and she was hurried out the door and into the backseat of the waiting car.

She was thrown on the floor and as the car roared away the men bound her ankles with more ty-wraps. Her nose was pinched shut and when her mouth opened for air a rag was shoved  in, and secured with a rope wrapped several times round her head, then a bag was pulled over her head, not a word was spoken as the car moved further into hills of South  Armagh.

 

Captain Jill Hannah of the British Army intelligence corp. had been in Ulster for three months gathering intelligence on the local IRA groups. It was a dangerous assignment, as South Armagh, better known as bandit country was one of the most dangerous places in the world.

Jill had been picked primarily because she grew up on the streets of Belfast and possessed the smarts to survive in the guerilla warfare arena. Now because of a pint of milk her life was in very grave danger. She had heard what happened to prisoners in the hands of the IRA. Part of her training had involved been questioned  by teams of experts with some minor rough stuff thrown in. but nothing like what was going to happen to her now.

The optimum time was 24 Hrs It gave the Army time to find her, and to contact other operatives in the field, that they might be compromised. She knew it wouldn’t be easy but somehow she had to hold out that long.

 

Sgt Roberts woke with a feeling something was wrong, the bed beside him was empty and so was the tiny apartment. Besides being her minder and a very good intelligence officer, he was also her lover. Three months living in danger had pushed them close together; she had a body to die for and a face to match. “Jill you there”. He called.

Putting on his trousers he dashed out the door, just in time to see the Rover car speed away from the Supermarket, the sight of the three hooded men sent a chill through him.

Racing back indoors he called HQ.

 

Jill’s discomfort lasted another hour, the feeling had left her hands and feet, as the ty-wraps cut into her wrists and ankles. Finally the car stopped, the door opened and hands grabbed her arms and hauled her out, without stopping she was dragged across a gravel path and then inside a building, finally being dropped on the floor.

“Bring her over here” a voice said, her ankles were grabbed and she was pulled a few feet further, a hand reached down and the cloth sacking was pulled off.

Blinking at the sudden light, Jill glanced round and saw she was in a farm shed, empty except for some bales of hay, and obviously hadn’t been used for many years.

Four men still hooded stood above her “Well well well the Brits are definitely improving on there personnel. This is a real bonus.” The others chuckled and made small talk. “Lets see what’s under these clothes, get these ties of and stand her up, and for Christ sake hold on tight, we don’t want to lose her before himself comes.

Hands grabbed her arms and held tight as she felt the Ty-wraps being cut, she couldn’t have fought if she’d wanted to, as the blood rushed back into her limbs the pain started, she glanced down and saw her  purple hands, finally her gag was removed swallowing  to get some saliva back into her mouth.  

 

Two of them held her, the other started to cut of her clothes, the leader stood back and watched. Her sweatshirt was cut up the middle, then the sleeves cut off, it fell at her feet.

Next her sweatpants were pulled down and off to join her shirt leaving just her bra and panties. “Jesus Jimmy what a find lets get the rest off.” The knife slid between her breasts and snipped the fabric then the straps followed, her large firm breasts swung free, she heard the intake of breaths, the knife slid down her belly and went under the waistband of her panties, two quick cuts and except for her sneakers Jill was naked.

The leader was now speaking on his cell phone, and after a few minutes he hung up. “Well miss, my boss wants to have a word with you; it’ll be a few hours before he gets here meanwhile he says we can make a small start.” A backhand crashed across her face, followed by another she felt the trickle of blood from her nose on her lip, and her head sang. A closed fist thudded into her stomach, she doubled up, but a hand grabbed her hair and pulled her erect, a second punch followed and Jill gagged as bile filled her throat. “Get some rope and string her up no point in wasting our energy it’s going to be a long day.”

 

 

 

 

 

One of the men brought a reel of binder twine, the type the farmers used to hold the hay bales together, coarse and very strong, they cut a length off and pulling her hands together in front and tied several loops around her wrists, then looped between the wrists, pulling the whole lot tight, and knotting the two ends. A second rope was looped around the wrist ropes and pulled up and tied to a hook connected to pulley that was connected to one off the overhead beams. Obviously this place has been used before thought Jill, she felt her arms rising till they were stretched high above her head, another pull and she was on her toes the rope was tied to an upright post nearby.

The leader had returned carrying a piece of electrical cable about 1 inch in diameter and about 3 feet long; he swished it through the air then approached Jill. “Let me introduce you to my favorite tool I stole it from the electrical company didn’t cost a penny and it’s dammed efficient.’ Standing close Jill swung her foot and caught him full in the nuts. He gasped and doubled up staggering back it probably was a mistake but it felt good and it was probably her only chance to fight back. “You fucking bitch you’ll regret that. Get her higher I want her feet of the ground.” The rope tightened and Jill was pulled higher till she was clear of the ground, her already sore wrists and her shoulders ached, a piece of board about 6ft. long was placed below her and with her legs pulled apart her ankles were tied to it, hanging helpless Jill waited for the worst.

“Still want to kick? Now it’s my turn.” Disappearing behind, Jill had no time to prepare, because the first blow exploded across her upper back, seconds later a second just below the first, and so it went on working his way down, several blows across the kidneys, and Jill felt the urine trickle down her legs. He carried on down her hips and then the back of her legs, the heavy rubber leaving dark welds where it landed.

Jill bit her lip till the blood ran, but did not cry out. Finally the beating stopped, breathing heavily the leader appeared out in front.” You’re a tough one I’ll give you that lets see how you take the front being worked on.”

“O.K Jimmy my arms tired you have a go’, the big one called Jimmy shuffled forward, and reaching out grabbing the whip, swinging backhand the blow landed on Jill’s stomach, then immediately forehand, the next blows landed increasingly higher, until the first hit on her breasts, UHHH, the first sound came from Jill. The next slashed across her nipples AAAH, pain came in never-ending waves as blow after blow crashed across her body. Oh god please let it stop, finally the beating stopped, tears and snot running down her face.

The leader took the whip from Jimmy, and pushed the end into Jill’s mouth and pushed her head to face his. “This is a warm-up missy hope you enjoyed it. Oh and just incase you thought I’d forgotten, It’s pay back time. Reaching back he swung underhand and the whip came up between her legs and crashed unto her cunt. AAAAAAAH. Jill screamed for the first time, and then as waves of pain came over her, she mercifully fainted.                        

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                

24 hours

 

Ch. 2

 

Jill awoke, her head throbbing and totally disoriented, then came to the realization that she had been let down from where she had been suspended, and was now lying face down over one of the straw bales. Her hands had been retied behind her back, but her feet were free.

It was only when she felt the hands on her thighs and being lifted that she realized that she was about to be raped, there was no lubrication or finger stimulation just the steady pressure on her cunt and then he was thrusting in. A burst of laughter as she tried to suppress a cry, and then the men crowded around and encouraged their companion to greater efforts.

Her bruised breasts rubbed on the coarse straw, but the pain helped keep her mind away from what was happening to her; soon she heard the man grunt and she felt his semen squirting inside her. Another man took his place but this time he raped her ass, the pain was enough to make her cry out, again more laughs, and when he was finished it started all over again.

After the first round, those that could, started again, and when they finally finished, one of the men grabbed Jill’s hair and lifted up her head. “Did you enjoy that bitch”? He sneered, “I might have if it had been real men, not some excuse for humans”! Jill replied, a fist crashed against her head, and as her head was released she slumped down on the bale. “Spread her legs; let’s see if the cable works just as well down there as it did on the rest of her.” Jill started too struggle when she realized what they were intending to do, but there were too many and too strong, she felt the sharp end entering her cunt, and then it was pushed deep inside her, the cable was turned and bent and the other end was pushed into her ass. “Oh god no”! Jill cried out. She felt ropes being tied around her ankles, and then being drawn upwards till she was hanging upside down.

 

Tim Roberts had just got off the phone to his commanding officer, who had initially hit the roof, but calmed down enough to formulate a rescue plan to rescue his lieutenant if she was still alive. Patrols would be posted on as many roads as they could cover, all available helicopters would be flying, but the main hope would be the RUC.  And it was all going to take time which they didn’t have.

 

 The Colonels next call was to London to let them know that one off their their agents was missing a call he was not really looking forward to making. What the Colonel knew but Tim Roberts didn’t was that Jill was not only a Lieutenant in the army but an agent for MI 6, using the army as a cover up. She had been collecting information from an informer high up in the IRA and was in the final stages of getting him out and back to England.

 

Jill was finding it harder to breath, as the blood ran to her head, she had lost track of time, the only thing she could judge was that the strip of  light under the barn door was getting darker, probably making it late afternoon.

The men had drifted off, some smoked, and others drank tea. Occasionally one would come over and use her for a punching bag, always stopping just before she passed out, another twisted the rope and laughed when he released it watching the rope unwind rapidly sending Jill into wild gyrations, and always the leader talking to her “Still the big brave Army cunt are we!” he would then twist and pull and push the cable, and Jill would bite her lip but always the pain made her cry out.

 

A cell phone rang in the distance, and Jill could hear the leaders voice answering. After a few minutes he hung up and called all the men together, Jill couldn’t hear what was being said but it was obvious that the men weren’t happy. Finally they stopped and approached her, “Well well well, it seems we have a prize catch here. We were hoping to be able to carry on with our fun but the big bosses want to have a word with you, seems you’re not what you appear to be, and if you think we’re rough you sure going to wish you were back here with me again.”

He nodded to the men, and immediately she felt hands undoing the ropes around her ankles, and she was lowered to the ground, the cable was unceremoniously pulled out and flung across the barn. “Get her ready and put her in the boot of the car.”

Rope was wrapped around her ankles then cinched tight, and tied off, another rope was tied around her wrist ropes and her legs were doubled back, and that rope was looped round her ankle ropes, and then pulled till her hands and feet touched, it was a very effective hogtie, and as her hands had been tied back to back escape was virtually impossible.

Jill was rolled on her side and a rag was shoved into her mouth, more rope was wrapped round her head tightly holding the rag in place. Finally the bag was replaced and tightened round her neck.

 

Hands grabbed her, and she was half carried half dragged outside and dumped into the boot of a car. “We’ll run interference for you, they’re sure to be searching for her, so keep you’re mobiles on, with any kind of luck they haven’t had time to organize a full search yet, so we should make it with no problem.”

Jill knew things were looking a lot worse, somehow they had found out about her, and now instead of the thugs she’d  had to deal with up to now she was about to meet skilled interrogators. Things were going to get a lot worse. “Where are you Tim?”