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The translator stared at Diana. He could actually see the Captain's fist moving under the skin of the woman's flat stomach. Its movements were accompanied by sounds usually associated with those a plunger makes as it clears a stopped-up toilet. As he fist fucked her with one hand, Yazeed used his other hand to stroke his cock, masturbating in time with his thrusts inside Diana's cunt. Again and again he used Diana as his punching bag. Finally, he jerked his fist out of her cunt, sending a new blast of pain to Diana's overloaded brain. Straightening up, he frantically pumped his cock until a stream of cum shot out and onto Diana's stomach and breasts. Diana was too exhausted to respond, even to the agony of his fist tearing its way out of her. She hung senseless, aware only of the feeling of emptiness inside her now that the fist had disappeared.
Yazeed was exhausted as well. He could manage nothing more than to plop down in his chair and stare at Diana's hanging form. Eventually, he had the translator untie her and leave her lying on the cold concrete floor on her back. He knew that she was broken but he still wished for her formal surrender. She had to tell him her unit, base and mission.
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He let her lie on the cold floor for fifteen or twenty minutes while they both recovered. Then he had the translator drag her to her knees and take off her gag. Her arms dangled uselessly by her side as a result of the earlier suspension. Quietly he ask his three questions. Matching his tone, the translator ask mildly, " What was your unit, your base and your mission?"
Diana had no thought of lying to him this time. She said, " 4th tactical fighter squadron, 388th wing, Mindhat. I was to bomb a suspected chemical weapons production site north of Baghdad." The translator spoke to Yazeed, listened to his reply, and then told Diana, " See how easy that was. If you cooperate with us, you will not have to suffer another rape. But you must do everything the Captain tells you to do. You must do one more thing. Then you can sleep. The Captain says you must suck him off with your mouth. Do this and you can sleep"
Diana did not resist as the Captain stood in front of her, unzipped his pants, and placed his erect penis in front of her face. He grabbed her by the hair and guided her face forward. She simply opened her mouth and allowed his penis to penetrate her lips. Carefully, she closed her lips around it and began to suck, licking its undersides with her tongue. She concentrated on pleasing this man with all her soul, using her tongue and lips expertly. The soft, sucking sounds that came from her mouth were painfully humiliating to her; but Diana was too afraid of this man to complain. It was the sight of Diana slavishly sucking his cock as much as the sensation of her tongue working on his penis that brought Captain Yazeed to the point of no return. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and began using her face as if it were her cunt. His thrusts rapidly picked up speed while Diana gagged helplessly under him. She was choking, unable to draw a breath, when he began to climax. Diana swallowed the hot load he shot into her mouth without protest; she could feel the cum burning its way into her stomach. She was grateful her ordeal was finally over, at least for the moment. Yazeed withdrew his penis from her mouth and smiled down at her. He traced his fingers over the woman's lips and into the small stream of whitish cum trickling out of them. He picked up a glob of the thick cum on the tip of his finger and looked at it for a moment. Then he pushed his cum covered digit into the kneeling women's mouth and wiped it clean on the surface of her tongue as she stared submissively at him, too frightened to protest. He was pleased. They had made a good start; tomorrow he would begin working with the woman on the script the foreign ministry had provided. He would have her on CNN calling for an end to the criminal bombing in 3 or 4 days at most. He'd have time for his son's birthday party after all.
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A nude Major Diana Barker knelt submissively in front of the her seated captor as Captain Yazeed angrily berated her in Arabic for her lacklustre performance in the last propaganda broadcast. As she had been painfully taught to do, the captured pilot knelt with her legs spread wide, exposing her sex which was still swollen from the gang rape and fisting of five nights before. Diana held her arms up with her hands clasp at the back of her neck, involuntarily thrusting her large breasts forward as if offering them to her torturer. She could feel Yazeed's eyes on her breasts and wished reverently for something to cover them. But knew he would keep her nude unless actually filming; only then was she given her flight suit to cover herself. Diana realized that the submissive positions and her degrading nudity were meant to humiliate her and to destroy her will.
But knowing this did not help her cope with her rapidly diminishing self-respect. Consumed with fear and guilt, Diana was losing touch with who and what she was and beginning to allow her captors to define her in their terms instead. As his translator converted his words into English, Yazeed held the electric baton, which its American maker appropriately called a " cattle prod," prominently in his right hand. Diana was painfully familiar with this device, having felt it work on her cunt and breasts before. Though it left no lasting marks, she knew that it would burn like fire when used on her sensitive feminine regions. Yazeed could see her eyes nervously following the baton as he rose and stood above her kneeling form. He used the cold metal of the baton to lightly rub Diana's large nipples into erectness as the translator droned on. He thought he could see a tear forming in Diana's left eye as she braced herself for the shock. Her muscular body was shiny with sweat now. A faint tremble was visible in Diana's torso each time the metal baton touched her moist skin. When he had both nipples fully erect, he touched the tip of the baton to the left nipple and pressed the button activating the device.
Diana's body grew rigid as the electricity tore through her breast, ripping the breath from her lungs. " UUUGGGGGGGGHHLLLLMMMM," she screamed as every muscle in her body tightened involuntarily from the shock, jerking her body erect.
Then the pain was gone as quickly as it had come, leaving the nude woman whimpering softly, her left breast tingling but strangely senseless. She kept her hands tightly clasp behind her head to avoid another shock for moving while she fearfully waited for Yazeed to continue. Yazeed began softly rubbing the metal prod between her legs toward her exposed cunt. Diana closed her eyes, the tears streaming from them now. Terror possessed her completely as she felt the hard cylinder pressing against her erect clit! She held her breath as he rubbed it over her sensitive sex, waiting for the pain to consume her again. He didn't make her wait long.