Unfair Game

Unfair Game Part 3

The Hawkins sisters endure the consequences…

Raul was less than satisfied with the results of the questioning and punishment inflicted upon the first of young women chosen by the guards. The helpless women’s brutalization began again when Raul nodded for another captive to be selected by one of the black guards. The chosen man slowly circled the room poking and prodding the rebelliously squealing girls until he stopped in front of the twenty-five year old, blue eyed beauty Kelly Hawkins. His choice was blonde haired, five-foot three, she weighed one hundred-fifteen pounds which was deliciously packed into a gorgeous body. It was her shapely body that attracted the black guard to the ill-fated young woman.

  

During their initial interrogation Kelly had persuaded her two younger sisters to not answer Raul’s questions. Her unwillingness to talk earned all three of the blonde sisters a selection to be suspended from the walls of the interrogation building. When the black guard and both white mercenaries closed in around Kelly her two sisters began shouting for the men to leave their sister alone. At Raul’s direction the two mercenaries moved away from Kelly and went to confront each of the hollering sisters. This left the black guard alone to unshackle Kelly and then reposition her away from the wall.

The black was a powerfully built man who while only five-foot eleven weighed two-hundred-twenty pounds. He was unable to avoid all of her kicks as the twenty-five year old lashed out at him with her shapely legs and pretty feet. Using one hand and twisting his body allowed the guard to deflect the girl’s strikes that did hit him so they did not deter from his task of unfastening the blonde from the wall. When Kelly’s arms were free of their shackles the panic-stricken girl attacked the black man with her fists and fingernails as well as her legs and feet.

The black guard allowed the blue eyed girl to kick and scratch at him until she landed a blow from her knee that punched into his unprotected groin. The kick partially connected with his testicles sending the black guard reeling in pain and self protection. As he flinched away from the woman the guard reached out and captured the offending knee in one of his huge hands. The black man lifted the girl’s leg high into the air throwing Kelly off balance. As she tipped to one side she reached for his shoulder to regain her balance only to have the man grab her wrist. In an instant the guard was holding the blonde girl by both her upper and lower appendages. Twisting his large body to one side the guard began to swing the tottering girl about in a circle. Kelly hopped along on her free leg to keep from being thrown to the floor.

Circling the struggling girl the black guard maneuvered the one-hundred-fifteen pound girl to the middle of the room. When he had her close to a heavy wooden table he released her knee. Quickly while still holding tight to Kelly’s wrist he pulled his victim towards him while circling his free arm around her slender waist. The blonde’s cry of alarm at being lifted onto the shoulder of the muscular guard was short circuited when the man slammed her backward onto the table top.

Kelly landed on her shoulders and the back of her head with such force that she was instantly stunned. As she lay limp on the table the guard tied each of her wrists to a corner table leg. She regained consciousness slowly. As she awoke she found her body being groped by the huge calloused hands of the black guard. Kelly was unable to defend herself against the pinching and twisting fingers that were molesting her perfectly shaped breasts and defiling her soft blonde haired vagina. Kelly’s legs kicked and thrashed in the air as her moans of discomfort soon became cries of pain as thick fingers invaded her defenseless body.

When Kelly’s sisters began yelling for the release of their sister they were confronted by the mercenaries. Twenty-three year old Dawn was at five foot four, an inch taller than her older sister. She had the same colored blonde hair and blue eyes as her sister. She was a bit leaner, weighing five pounds less than her shorter sister, one-hundred ten pounds. Where Kelly’s body was perfectly proportioned Dawn had slightly smaller breasts with narrower hips and long slender legs. She was so transfixed on the abuse her older sister was suffering that she did not see the mercenary when he first approached her.

The large man struck out at the blonde girl with an open hand that collided with the side of her beautiful face. Dawn’s head spun away from the blow as her blonde hair swept across her face. Blinded by the hair Dawn did not see the hand as it returned to the other side of her face in a backhanded smash. Once again long blonde hair streamed out from the stricken girl as her head swung away from the second blow. Dawns blue eyes blinded by her blonde hair now filled with tears of pain, and her shouts for her sister’s welfare were replaced with yelps of pain.

A tear streamed down her cheek as the one hundred-ten pound girl finally was able to focus them upon her assailant. The huge man slapped at the blonde’s face again, this time splitting open a gash on her lower lip. Another backhanded blow followed thudding into one beautiful blue eye and the bridge of her lightly freckled nose. Dawn’s yelps of pain became a steady cry as blood poured from her split lip. The strike to her eye started to swell and discolor and a cut on the bridge of her nose sprayed blood into her unscathed eye. The five foot four inch beauty shook her head to clear her vision as the mercenary lowered his attack.

Balling his fist the man threw punches into dawn’s breasts, ribs, belly, abdomen, and lastly an upward jab into her blonde fringed groin. The gorgeous blonde cried out in pain as each blow landed until the blow to her abdomen knocked the wind from her lungs. Her blood speckled blue eyes were wide with pain and fear as they watched the mercenary prepare the punch aimed between her thighs. With no air in her lungs she could not plead for mercy. The only sound she made was the brutal sound of her soft flesh being assaulted as the man’s powerful fist smashed into her Venus mound.

 

The helpless girl’s thighs flew apart upon impact and then crashed back together as the pain of the blow overcame her ability to remain conscious and she blacked out. The mercenary stepped back away form his victim to assess the damage he had inflicted. Blood dripped from Dawns battered face which slumped forward sending her long blonde hair down across her bruised breasts and ribs to just above her swollen and purpling groin. The final punch lacerated to her fragile femininity causing a thin line of blood to trickle down between her purpled inner thighs.

 

Kelly’s youngest sister Lisa did see her attacker approach and she knew what to expect when she saw the first blows landed upon Dawn’s face. But there was nothing the small eighteen year old blonde could do to protect herself. Lisa was almost the exact twin of her older sister Kelly, but on a smaller scale. The blue eyed blonde stood only five feet tall and weighed a mere ninety-five pounds. The tiny girl could, by pointing her toes down barely touch the floor as she hung suspended by her wrists. Her long blonde hair unfurled from two pony tails at each side of her head. The soft delicate hair cloaked her shoulders and petite breasts with curling wispy ends brushing against her tiny waist.

When Kelly was attacked Lisa cried out for her sister’s protection. When she saw Dawn struck, she again called for the mercenary to leave her sister alone. Her blue eyes widened as she saw the second mercenary move threateningly towards her. She pushed her toes down to gain some leverage from contact with the floor and slightly spread her feet apart, ready to twist herself away from the anticipated attack.

Standing immediately in front of Lisa the mercenary eyed the small blonde, noting her posture. He faked a swipe at her face with his open hand. When the five foot beauty twisted her head away from the slap and momentarily closed her eyes the mercenary jabbed two of his fat fingers into her dry vagina. The fingers plunged almost three inches into the tiny slit snapping open the girl’s eyes in surprise and pain. Lisa’s red lips opened wide and her shriek sent chills down the spines of the other girls in the room.

The ninety-five pound blonde remained impaled upon the mercenary’s fingers as her lags thrashed about wildly while trying to escape the pain at their juncture. Entangling his free hand in the twin pony tails the mercenary tugged downward pulling the small blonde head forward. When the man had pulled her chin down tight to her budding chest he suddenly threw his hair entangled fist up into Lisa’s pretty face. The back of the mercenaries hand struck Lisa square on the nose sending her head up and then back into the wall. Her blue eyes showed her dazed state as both nostrils gushed blood down over her lips and chin then trailed on down between her perky breasts. Her screams of pain were gargled as fresh blood poured back into her open mouth.

To keep the petite teen from losing consciousness the mercenary punched his fingers upward and twisted them deeper inside the helpless girl. This renewed attack brought forth strangled cries for pain that spewed a mist of crimson from Lisa’s blood filled mouth. The mercenary waited until the small girl regained her senses. She moaned pitifully when she saw that the man was about to renew his attack on her defenseless body. He jerked his fingers free from her wounded vagina which oozed a stain of blood in his wake. Using the bloodied fingers of both of his hands he gouged viciously into Lisa’s orange sized breasts. He ripped at the tender orbs as if to tear them off her chest. The eighteen year old resumed her shrieking wail of pain as her bruised breasts were twisted violently forcing her body around so that brutalized girl faced the wall.

Moving in close to the struggling girl, her arms twisted and crossed above her head, the mercenary pinned the tiny body. He released one black-and-blue breast and used the free hand to expose his fully erect penis. Then using both of his hands to grab Lisa’s slender hips he aimed the purple tip of his massive cock at her diminutive puckered rectum. Looking back over her shoulder Lisa pleaded with the man to stop his assault. He paid no heed to her entreaties as he shoved his hips forward with malevolent force impaling her ass on the first four inches of his thick shaft.

Lisa’s blonde hair whipped the large man across his face as her head snapped back and her blood curdling scream echoed across the building. Her cries of pain incited the man even more as he rammed his penis viciously into her pierced anal cavity pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust. The ninety-five pound girl continued to scream in agony as lunge after lunge edged the huge cock farther into her wounded bottom. When, after more than a dozen jabs succeeded in burying the nine inch penis to its hilt, the tiny girls screams died away and she lost consciousness. As the man continued to bugger the girl the only sign of awareness from the blue eyed beauty was the fluttering of her eye lids and a faint moan of pain that accompanied each thrust.

When he was finished with the girl, his lust fulfilled, and pulled out of her battered body, she spun back toward the center of the room as her arms uncrossed. The unconscious girl’s head hung backward, blood dripped from her chin leaving streaks of crimson across her bruised chest. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back reaching nearly to her blood smeared buttocks which were painting her inner thighs red. Neither Lisa nor her sister Dawn was awake to witness the rape of their older sister Kelly.

    

The stunned twenty-five year old blonde tried valiantly to tightly squeeze closed her thighs struggling desperately to prevent the guard’s massive calloused fingers from invading her quim. With a savage grunt the black rapist pried the soft flesh apart forcing one hand between her slender legs. He stopped mauling Kelly’s jutting breasts with the other hand long enough to ball his fist and send it smashing into the girl’s soft curving hip. His knuckles slammed into Kelly’s upper thigh at the juncture of her lower abdomen. Several purple bruises at the point of impact outlined the damage caused by the huge fist. The stinging pain of the blow reflexed the shapely leg outward.

A cry of pain emanated from Kelly’s lips as the fist drove deep into her supple body. The cry became even more high-pitched when several rough fingers penetrated her instantaneously exposed blonde fringed vagina. Using all her strength Kelly tried to close her beautiful legs around the invading fingers. The black man used his powerful ferocity to attack from the within the struggling girl. He dug his fingernails into the tender inner walls of her womanhood bringing forth an anguished shuddering wail of pain from the tortured beauty. Kelly’s pale blue eyes leaked streams of tears down both soft cheeks as she arched her body upward trying to pull herself away from the pain between her legs.

The black guard followed her every move with his hand pushing deeper and deeper into the thrashing blonde. Kelly’s wildly kicking legs drummed the table top as the flesh tearing fingers continued their grizzly work. The sounds coming from her wide open mouth were those of a trapped animal, pitiful mewing interspersed with deafening shrieks and choked sobs of anguish. The guard climbed atop the table, his thick penis in hand. Centering himself between the girl’s twitching thighs he prepared to plunge his penis into the one-hundred-fifteen pound prey. 

 

Ripping his bloodstained fingers out of the young woman caused her react to the pain by a renewed arching and twisting of her body trying to escape her fate. The guard lifted one of his powerful knees and drove it into Kelly’s inner thigh pinning her to the table top. The blonde beauty screamed in pain when the black man slammed his other knee into her unfettered thigh and followed immediately by ramming his relentless penis into her bloodied slit. As the man thrust into the stricken girl he threw his entire weight behind the brutal assault.

The black assailant took handfuls of Kelly’s long blonde hair in each hand tugging viciously on the soft strands. The blonde girl’s head snapped to and fro with such violence that her slender neck snapped and popped in response. Gradually the battered girl lost consciousness. She was not aware of the final savage thrusts that tore apart her tender vagina. When the black finally filled her womb with his acidic cum and pulled his deflating shaft from her body he left behind a pool of blood and spunk that splattered the limp girl’s thighs and pooled between her legs.

Kelly lay still, her face turned to one side covered by twisted strands of her yellow hair. The three blonde sisters were carried to the infirmary by the same guard who had attended to Christy, Dina and Carol. The sisters had their wounds treated, were clothed in the garments they wore at capture and then were individually thrown into small bamboo cages at the center of the camp.

   

The Ferguson sisters are battered…

Raul was growing restless. Only two prisoners remained to be punished before he would be free to wreak his vengeance upon the daughters of his intensely corrupt enemy and their pretty partner in thievery. He nodded to the two mercenaries to go to work on the two remaining women. He sat back to watch as he men prepared to torment the helpless girls all the while planning his own degradation of the captured thieves. The mercenaries avoided the lashing legs of the two remaining captives as they unshackled them from the wall of the interrogation building. The struggling girls were carried to the center of the room where they were again chained at the wrist and hung back to back from hooks in the ceiling.

Nineteen year old Melissa Ferguson was five foot six and weighed one hundred eighteen pounds. She had shoulder length blonde hair and very dark blue, almost indigo, eyes. Her seventeen year old sister Crystal was three inches shorter and ten pounds lighter. Her hair was a shade darker blonde than that of her sister which she wore in a long pony tail that hung far down her back to beyond her waist. Her eyes were the same shade of dark blue as her sister. Both girls cried out to one another and begged for compassion from their captors.

Neither mercenary concerned himself with the woman’s pleas as they roughly wrestled the blonde sisters onto the hooks leaving them dangling in the air. The young women hung buttocks to buttocks, their shoulder blades just touching each other. Huge calloused hands roamed over their writhing bodies inflicting pain as fingernails scratched soft girl flesh. Melissa’s large firm breasts became favorite targets for exploration and were her sisters smoothly rounded buttocks. Both girls cried out in protest and pain as the merciless abusers continued their vile pleasures.

As the girls’ desperately flitting blue eyes filled with tears the mercenaries bruised and scratched their naked bodies until rivulets of blood began to appear. The men stopped to admire their work and the girls screams subsided to helpless sobs. For a moment the sister had a reprieve while the mercenaries retrieved weapons from a close-by rack. One mercenary selected two foot long octagonal shaped stiff leather crop. The weapon consisted of a flexible steel rod core that was braid wrapped with leather. The result created a truncheon that was more than two inches in diameter and flexed no more than three inches at it length. The second man selected a six inch long ice pick with a five inch wooden handle that had a nearly three inch knob at its end. The tip of the pick was honed to a razor sharp point.

When the sisters saw these instruments of torture they renewed their cries of anguish and pleas of mercy. No heed was taken of their appeal and the two powerful men advanced upon the helpless teens. The ice pick wielding man took up a station in front of nineteen year old Melissa. Her one hundred eighteen pound body trembled as he brought to point of the pick before her frightened blue eyes. Her red lips parted and she squealed in pain as the ice pick nicked her soft cheek drawing a drop of blood. Her yelps continued as the pick was jabbed into her chin, neck and shoulder drawing a drop of blood at each stop. The ice pick came to rest against the curved side of Melissa’s fulsome breast. The point of the pick scratched a jagged red line across the smooth orb stopping just below the quavering blonde’s jutting nipple. Crimson streaks leaked from the jagged line dripping blood down one side of her body.

While holding the ice pick against Melissa’s breast the mercenary nodded to the other man who had positioned himself in front of seventeen year old Crystal. The second mercenary had been using his leather crop to trace the contours of the one-hundred-eight pound girl’s body starting with her slender thighs. As the young blonde hung transfixed upon the crop the mercenary slid the leather rod up her leg, over her groin, and then followed the girl’s flat tummy up over her exposed ribs to the underside of two nicely forming breasts. Crystal shook like a leaf in the wind as the crop pursued its course up her body. The young blonde’s lips parted to emit a faint wail while her dark blue eyes pleaded for mercy.

At the nod from his cohort the crop wielding mercenary suddenly pulled the weapon away from the girl’s slender body and then with ferocity slammed it back down upon Crystal’s soft breast. As the crop exploded into the tender flesh Crystal threw her body back in reaction to the pain. A scream of agony jumped from between her white teeth but was quickly surpassed in volume by her sister’s shriek of anguish. When the younger sister threw her self back from the crop blow she drove Melissa’s body forward and impaled her upon the ice pick. One half of the pick’s six inch blade punctured the nineteen year old breast.

Blood spurted from the wound as the mercenary withdrew the weapon from the screaming beauty. Almost causally the man moved the ice pick to Melissa’s undamaged breast. The helpless girl’s eyes widened in terror as she watched her abuser as he nodded again to his sadistic partner. The first blow to Crystal’s breast was turning purple and her eyes were filled with tears, blurring her vision as the mercenary swung his truncheon up into the undamaged breast. As the flat of the crop exploded into the bottom and side of the soft flesh the young blonde again twisted away from the pain. An agonizing scream of pain warned Melissa that her own punishment was soon coming.

Crystals twisting body forced her older sister’s breast onto the ice pick again. This time the puncture wound was only two inches deep but the twisting blow from Crystal caused the tip of the pick to carve a jagged tear instead of a simple puncture wound.

  Melissa squealed as her breast was ripped open gushing claret from the wound. The older girl’s stomach and hips were soon streaked with blood that oozed from her ravaged breasts. When the nice pick was pulled from the second wound the girl’s screams subsided. Tears flowed down her cheeks to mix with the blood splattering the front of her body.

Melissa’s sobs were punctuated by raspy gasps for breath as she watched the mercenary trace the ice pick down over her flat belly and then onto her gently curving thighs. Crystal’s cries of anguish diverted Melissa’s attention to the seventeen year old squirming at her back. The mercenary confronting Crystal had covered the young girl’s bruised breasts with both of his huge hands. Sinking his fingers deep into the pliant flesh the mercenary used the petite breasts as handles to turn the younger girl so that she faced her sisters back. The one-hundred-eight pound girl’s legs thrashed about in response the powerful probing fingers.

When Crystal was positioned behind her sister the hands fell away from the breasts as they followed the small blonde’s slender waist down to her round buttocks. The strong hands dug deeply into each buttock as they had earlier grasped her breasts. The young girl pleaded with him to stop and suddenly he did. Retrieving his leather crop with one hand the mercenary looped the fingers of his other hand into Crystal’s long pony tail. Pulling the soft blonde cascade aside he exposed the dangling girl’s shoulders and back.

Then with precision timing the mercenary began his assault with the crop. Whack, whack, whack the truncheon crashed into the screaming seventeen year old body. Starting the attack at her narrow shoulders the man worked his way down her writhing back. The crop left behind purpling marks that detailed each blow and strike. When the mercenary had administered a dozen blows he had reached the base of Crystal’s spine, just above the swell of her round buttocks. He stopped there momentarily watching the other mercenary maneuver in front of the older blonde, listening to the wails and screams that came breathlessly from both young women.

As his partner worked his crop down Crystal’s back the ice pick wielding man was inflicting small pricks and gouges into Melissa’s thighs and lower abdomen. Dozens of rivulets of blood dripped from the nineteen year old as she screamed and twisted trying to escape the ice pick’s bloody point. When the crop stopped its assault upon the younger girl the ice pick was set aside and the mercenary’s heavy wooden assault baton was brought up, its long shaft aimed at the light brown hair nestled between Melissa’s bloodied thighs. The one hundred eighteen pound blonde tried to close her thighs to the batons entry to no avail. The mercenary forced the tip of his baton into the vagina opening and was able to wedge one inch of the weapon inside the thrashing body.

Once the initial access was achieved the mercenary nodded to his partner who resumed the crop assault upon young Crystal. With powerful strokes the mercenary attacked first one round ass cheek and then the other cheek. These alternating blows were so forceful that where before the flesh had only been bruised it was now split open with each strike. Blood was soon flowing readily down Crystal’s wildly flailing legs. The young blonde’s screams echoed around the room as the man continued his battering of her blood splattered behind.

 

Crystal’s wails competed with Melissa’s as the younger girl’s thrusts forward were driving the assault baton deeper and deeper into the youngster’s nineteen-year-old vagina. After another dozen viciously slashed blows the young sister was beginning to lose consciousness. By that time the baton had been driven a full seven inches into the older girl’s body. Crystal’s assailant finished his attack by swinging the bloody truncheon up from between his legs into the tender flesh between his victim’s rectum and vagina. The pain caused by this strike ended the girl’s screams and pain as she blacked out.

At the same time Melissa’s attacker jerked upward and then pushed down on the end of his assault baton. Great sweeps of blonde hair swept across her face as Melissa flailed about trying to pull her body away from the penetrating shaft. The back of her head smashed into her sister face as the younger girl slumped forward. Melissa’s shrieks of pain followed each upward and downward thrust of the baton. Just as her sister’s screams faded away so to did Melissa’s shrieks fall silent as she beneficially slumped into unconsciousness. When the baton was yanked from her body her legs went into spasm and a muted wail escaped her lips but she did not regain her senses.

Both blood splattered sisters were taken down from the hooks that suspended them. Their limp bodies were dragged out of the interrogation building and to the infirmary. Their wounds were cleaned and bandaged before the semi-conscious beauties were thrown into separate cages at the center of the compound.

 

Raul begins his revenge…

While Raul waited for the return of the two mercenaries he amused himself by verbally and physically abusing the three remaining women. He had earlier identified pretty twenty-eight-year-old Susan Leblanc a statuesque beauty with her long slender legs, and her younger sister twenty-year-old Michelle who’s beautifully perfectly shaped body he vowed to exploit. Raul maliciously told the sisters how he would wreak his revenge upon their double-crossing father. Raul’s act of vengeance would involve the delectable sisters in an orgy of rape and torture. His deceit was manifest when he make known to the sisters that their impending rape might not be a forgone conclusion if they immediately began to talk. Raul’s words were met with silence from the young captives much to the delight of many of the compound’s guards.

The sisters were warned that the degree of torture they would suffer would be contingent upon their willingness to reveal the hiding place of the stolen diamonds. Raul intended to question the girls regarding their father’s business activities as well which would give him additional reason to torture the helpless women. Both sisters’ reviled Raul even more than they hated their father. They individually vowed never to reveal anything to Raul regardless of the consequences. Raul assured the girls that they would soon regret their reluctance to talk.

 

Raul knew little about the dark haired accomplice, Tracy Tompkins. He did know that twenty-four-year-old Tracy was a close friend of Susan Leblanc and he suspected that she too knew the location of the stolen diamonds. Tracy was advised she could expect the same treatment that was to befall the Leblanc sisters. Tracy was a strong willed and a fiery young woman who had always been able to take care of herself in any situation. She would soon be put to the test by men whose expertise was the breaking of a prisoner’s will, and if necessary the breaking of a prisoner’s bones and teeth.

   

Raul moved from woman to woman as her threatened and warned them of the consequences of not complying with his demands. He poked and prodded the soft flesh of each girl, his rough hands inflicted pain in seeking out the intimate areas of the tender bodies. Susan’s long slender thighs were captured one at a time and were subjected to finger mauling that bruised and abraded the tender smooth skin. During his painful thigh inspection the twenty-eight-year-old blonde was forced to bite her lip to keep from crying out. Even when Raul’s fingers were tugging at her light brown pubic hair curls Susan refused to lend voice to her anguish.

Moving to Tracy the white slaver avoided the dark haired beauties thrashing legs that she effectively aimed at his groin. Raul moved in close to the five-foot-five-inch girl to minimize the threat of her legs then he used his hands and calloused fingers to abuse Tracy’s breasts and buttocks. One rough hand twisted and tugged at soft breast flesh while the other hand squeezed and pinched the one-hundred-twelve pound beauty’s superb butt. Like Susan, Tracy sought to stifle any sounds of her discomfort. She was mostly successful in this endeavor. Only a sharp intake of her breath gave away her agony when Raul’s ragged fingernails drew droplets of blood as they dug into her sensitive flesh. By the time Raul was through with the dark haired girl her breasts and buttocks hemorrhaged in several places.

     

Raul next shifted his attention to twenty-year-old Michelle Leblanc. Susan’s younger sister was an inch shorter and five pounds lighter than her older sibling. The young girl’s blonde hair was lighter in color and much longer than Susan’s shoulder length tresses. The soft fine curls of straw-colored hair stretched down her back to brush against the uppermost curves of her buttocks. Michelle’s one-hundred-five pound body was perfectly proportioned with pert uplifted breasts, gently rounded stomach, and a tiny waist that flared into softly rounded hips and slender legs. The hair that obscured the girl’s vagina was sparse and the same light blonde color that encircled her exquisite face. Powder blue eyes were set wide apart above a petite upturned nose and a wide mouth whose full lower lip caused her to look as if she was pouting.

Raul found himself totally enthralled with the gorgeous girl. He decided to forgo his interrogation of Susan and Tracy to concentrate his efforts on the youngster. Michelle knew what to expect having witnessed the earlier assaults and the evil men’s abuse of her sister and dark haired friend. She steeled herself for the coming ordeal as Raul closed in on her.

Like the other two women had done, the twenty-year-old beauty tried to keep him at bay by lashing out with her knees and unfettered feet. The powerful man blocked her kicks with his arms and hands as he maneuvered himself to one side of the thrashing girl. As soon as he had moved in close to her Raul encircled her hips with one arm pulling her body tight against his chest. The slender girl’s legs continued to dance about but she could no longer reach Raul with either her knees or feet.

Holding the girl tightly with one arm Raul explored the blonde’s soft body with his free hand. At first the callused fingers caused only emotional suffering but as Raul’s lustful craving became more aroused his fingers sought to bring pain and injury to the ill-fated beauty. As his attack continued both soft breasts were mauled and scratched, then the long cascade of blonde hair was tugged back sharply causing the back of Michelle’s head to smash into the wall. The stunned girl’s wide blue eyes filled with tears which spilled down her cheeks before splattering below upon her abused breasts. Even in pain the twenty-year-old held back any sound by biting down upon her lower lip until her white teeth punctured the skin sending a trickle of blood dripping from her chin to blend with the tears showering her breasts.

Raul continued his exploration of the girl’s body pressing his fingers down over the soft flesh of her flat stomach leaving blood oozing abrasions in their wake. Working his hand farther down the soft body the merciless man sought to drive his fingers between her slender thighs. Michelle pulled her knees in tight together in an effort to thwart his purpose. With her attention focused upon the intruding fingers Michelle’s thrashing legs stilled. Raul took the opportunity to disengage his arm from around her waist. Before Michelle could react Raul uncoiled his arm and moved slightly away from the girl before throwing an open handed slap into the side of her head.

The blow was severe enough to make Michelle’s ears ring as her head tilted away from the blow. Raul followed immediately with a powerful back-handed smash that found his knuckles striking the blue eyed girl just below her ear and then slashing across one cheek. This punch sent her head spinning around and back as her long blonde hair followed across her face and the back of her head again struck the wall behind her. The doubly stunned girl momentarily capitulated as stars danced before her eyes.

A purpling bruise swelled the side of her beautiful face where Raul’s knuckles made contact. As the girl sagged the sadist’s rough fingers forced penetration into Michelle’s sparsely haired vagina. The pain of the intrusion caused the girl to quickly regain her composure and consciousness. She renewed her attempt to fight off Raul’s probing fingers. As the five-foot-three-inch woman twisted and turned her body Raul forced one, then two fingers into the girl. Tears flowed freely from her blue eyes and her attempt to remain silent was betrayed by tiny squeals as the powerful fingers dug deeper into her vagina. As the man sawed his fingers into the girl his other hand roamed over her soft shoulders and neck.

Then again with great suddenness the powerful man encircled the blonde girl’s slender neck with his strong fingers and began squeezing tightly quickly cutting off the girl’s air supply. The one-hundred-five pound blonde danced about wildly her neck held tightly in Raul’s merciless hand. The dance continued from more than a minute. Michelle’s eyes were wide with fright, her gorgeous body contorted in every direction trying to escape both the painful vaginal penetration and the asphyxiating compression of her neck.

When the girl’s eyes began to flutter and her gyrations subsided Raul jerked his invading fingers from her body and released his grip on her bruised neck. Michelle gulped in two quick lungsful of air before Raul stepped back and with all his strength delivered a punch that burrowed deep into her soft belly. Her diaphragm collapsed and all the air in her lungs gushed from her wide open mouth. The whooshing sound of the escaping air was the last sound made by the blonde beauty as she slumped forward into unconscious.

As the small girl hung limply, her blonde hair falling forward to her waist, Raul unshackled her from the wall and carried her to the center of the room. Michelle’s hands were tied behind her back and roped to a pulley in the ceiling. Raul hoisted the one-hundred-five pound girl up by her wrists until her toes just touched the floor. Michelle was bent over at the waist, her head hung down close to her knees. Both of her hands were pulled back and high into the air behind her dangling body. Soft blonde hair which swept down to the floor lay curled around her dainty feet. Michelle’s shoulders were close to dislocation and when she regained consciousness she would be enduring a considerable amount of pain. Raul planned to inflict much more cruelty upon the helpless girl than the pain her shoulders would provide.

The two mercenaries returned from taking Melissa and Crystal to the infirmary as Raul completed binding Michelle The three men wrestled Tracy from the wall and tied her wrists behind her back. Tracy was dragged to the center of the room and tethered to another overhead pulley alongside the unconscious blonde. The dark haired beauty was lifted by her arms until she fell forward onto her knees. Her head hung forward almost touching the dirt floor; her buttocks aimed upward swaying in the air when the men had completed her trussing. With her arms pulled back behind her the twenty-four-year-old brunette could twist her head around to see her attackers but she could not twist her body out of harms way.

With Tracy and Michelle secured the men occupied themselves with the older sister, Susan. Raul dispatched one of the mercenaries to a cabinet in the interrogation building. He returned with a large pair of slip-joint pliers. Handing the pliers to Raul the mercenary took up a position to one side of the girl. The other mercenary positioned himself to the opposite side of the one-hundred-ten pound blonde. Susan was shackled by her wrists eight inches above her head as she watched the three men in silence.

  She lashed out with her feet at her assailants as they closed in around her, Raul to her front and his henchmen to either side of the thrashing beauty. Her blue eyes flashed from man to man as they continued to move closer. Then suddenly the azure eyes widened and remained focused upon the large blood-stained channel-lock pliers in Raul’s hand. The girl’s eyes followed every move the tool made as it came closer and closer to her face.

Raul’s threatening voice broke through Susan’s trance as he again demanded to know where the stolen diamonds had been hidden. Moving her eyes momentarily from the pliers to Raul’s cruel face Susan spat out her contempt for him. She watched as the spittle splattered onto the menacing man’s face and shoulders. Raul wiped his face with the arm not holding the pliers. Then in reaction to the girl’s gesture the same arm reached out and grabbed a handful of the soft blonde hair that brushed against Susan’s bare shoulder. Pushing his tress entangled hand back and then down lifted Susan’s chin yanking her blue eyes inches from Raul’s angry brown eyed glare.

The twenty-eight-year-old girl’s attempts to kick Raul as he closed in were thwarted by the two mercenaries who caught the slender legs in mid-flight and subdued their attack. Susan found herself tightly in the grasp of three angry men. Each of the mercenaries held one leg by the knee and lower thigh as they watched Raul continue his interrogation of the struggling woman. He used his grip on her hair to keep her head steady. With his other hand he brought the pliers up before her face assessing her fear by the significance of her blue eyes widening in fear. “Tell me where the diamonds are hidden,” he thundered. Susan flinched at the ferocity of his voice and the threat the pliers offered but still she refused to speak.

Raul eased his head back away from the girl’s face to give himself room to work. With a quick snap of his wrist he smacked the closed pliers into one soft cheek. The blow was sudden but without much force and only served to suggest the pliers potential for harm. A second snap of his wrist resulted in the pliers striking a trembling lower lip, jarring the even white teeth beneath the blood oozing mouth. As a trickle of blood stained her round chin Susan’s blue eyes closed tightly to seal off the tears that formed inside. “Talk now bitch or we will take our pleasure regardless of what you beg for later,” the vicious leader screamed.

Susan’s tear-filled eyes tried to focus on her sister and friend tethered in the center of the room. She saw Michelle’s battered body hanging limply, still unconscious. Tracy’s head was turned to look back over her shoulder at Susan’s plight. Their brief eye contact was enough to steel the blonde beauty for the ordeal ahead. Her damp blue eyes regained their fire as Susan defied her torturer and again spat her response in his face.

More blood than spittle speckled Raul’s glowering face this time and he did not bother to wipe it away. The powerful hand holding her blonde hair yanked upward sharply snapping the girl’s head forward, then violently reversed direction pushing down with tremendous force slamming Susan’s head backward into the wall. In an instant everything in Susan’s world went black. When the light returned to her world it came on gradually and when it did come all the way back its color was red.

The blonde girl’s body was sending pain signals from several points before she was able to refocus her eyes. She was aware of something that was attacking her from below and one of her breasts seemed to be on fire. She was still being held tightly at the thighs which were being pulled wide apart while probing fingers intruded into her vagina and rectum. One mercenary was forcing a finger into her rectum while his accomplice clawed at the opening of her light brown haired vagina. Susan discovered she was immobilized and unable to defend herself from either penetration.

As her vision cleared more she saw, in shock, the cause of the burning pain at her breast. Raul stood before her squeezing tighter and tighter the handles of the pliers whose serrated jaws dug deep into the tip of one upturned breast. The pretty blonde’s eyes widened as she saw the metal jaws crush the soft flesh. When blood began oozing from around the tool’s jaw the pain inflicted overcame her initial shock. When a faint wail began to force itself from deep in her throat Raul knew he had broken through her determination to remain silent. His powerful hand squeezed down even tighter on the tool handles crushing farther the soft flesh and sending blood spurting out from the newly wounded soft tissue. Susan’s mouth opened wide and the wail became a scream of agony that rose higher and higher in pitch as Raul’s grip tightened. When he finally released his grip and removed the pliers the crushed breast meat disgorged a streak of blood down the underside of the rounded globe.

As the pain in her breast subsided she became more aware of what the mercenaries were doing between her thighs. Her scream had faded away and she was inhaling deeply to regain her breath when the mercenary with one finger in her rectum forced a second digit inside. The one-hundred-ten pound woman caught her breath as the fingers stretched her anal walls and fingernails gouged a path deeper into her tender flesh. The breath escaped her bloodied lips has a yelp of pain when the second mercenary pushed three of his fingers into her vagina. Both men shoved and twisted their fingers father into the helpless girl as she squealed and cried out. Her nether orifices were brutally ripped apart by ravaging fingers now sticky with her blood. The sadistic men increased their powerful finger thrusts tearing apart her blood smeared body.

With her blue eyes tightly closed against the pain Susan did not see Raul move in again. This time the bloody pliers clamped down on her undamaged breast with full force and viciousness. The jaws clamped together and again blood spurted from ruptured flesh. The pain of the attack was so intense that Susan’s scream was correspondingly high pitched. The wail was almost silent at first but gained in volume as the injured girl’s body rebelled and she started to go into shock. Raul found he could control the intensity of her shrieks by tightening or loosening his grip on the pliers. After an inordinate amount of time sadistically abusing the captive he finally seemed to lose interest in the blonde girl’s torture. Pulling away from the girl the pliers were given a violent twist that tore open a gash in the side of Susan’s breast. Raul stepped away from the bloodied girl to admire his work.

Raul handed the pliers to the mercenary buried in Susan’s rectum and left the screaming woman to the mercy of his two henchmen. As Raul watched the two men continued to work over the defenseless beauty. The mercenary with the pliers abandoned Susan’s rectum with a savage tug that ripped tender flesh from her bleeding anus. Using the pliers he concentrated on inflicting further damage to the girl’s bloody breasts which brought on renewed shrieks of anguish. When her ability to endure more pain was surpassed Susan fell silent as she passed into unconsciousness. The second mercenary continued to saw his fingers in and out of her vagina even as she fell limp. The first mercenary lifted Susan’s head by her blonde hair and tapped the pliers on the bridge of her lightly freckled nose. After several raps of the blood stained pliers her blue eyes fluttered open. As her consciousness returned so to did her screams of pain.

Susan was left to the mercy of the mercenary ripping open her tender crotch. She drifted in and out of consciousness as he invaded her soft body with his cruel fingers. After he had torn the girl open he removed his hand and replaced it with his thrusting penis. The man’s lunges into the one-hundred-ten pound girl were so violent that even while unconscious she moaned and cried out with each relentless thrust.

While Susan was being raped the second mercenary went to the cabinet and exchanged the pliers for a group of serious torture instruments. These included a twenty-inch long flexible leather riding crop, a spiked wooden probe that tapered from two inches thick at it tip to almost four inches at its base. The probe was spiked with one-quarter inch steel barbs protruding randomly from most of its fifteen inch long length. The last torture instrument he collected was a heavy wire garrote.

      

These tools and an interest in inflicting pain he brought to the tethered twenty-four-year-old brunette who was helplessly watching the rape of her blonde friend. Setting aside the probe and garrote the mercenary approached the one-hundred-twelve pound girl opposite Susan’s rape site. Tracy did not see or hear him approach. The mercenary lifted the crop high above his head before slamming it down upon her upturned buttocks. The leather weapon bit deep into the soft rounded flesh of both buttocks leaving behind an angry red welt. The surprised raven haired beauty tried to push forward to escape the pain scraping her knees along the rough flooring. She soon discovered the pain she inflicted on her inverted shoulder was greater even than the pain of the leather crop.

Before she could turn her head to see her attacker the mercenary delivered a second blow that struck the crease between Tracy’s butt and sun tanned thighs. Again she was driven forward by the pain only to suffer grievously as her shoulders rebelled. Neither blow had caused the stolid young woman to cry out but they did stop her steady breathing pattern and this small point drove the mercenary on to greater violence. Tracy’s brown eyes turned to witness the next blow. The man brought the crop high over his head and swung it down into one soft ass cheek forming a cross as the welt bisected the mark left by the first blow. Where the welts met the skin was broken and a trickle of blood oozed down over the pale flesh.

The brunette tried to twist away from the vicious blows as they continued to rain down. The mercenary targeted the girl’s tapering thighs and smoothly rounded hips. After a dozen more strokes blood flowed from several lacerated welt intersections. Tears flowed down her cheeks and both of her lips were chewed until they bled and still the beautiful dark haired woman refused to vocally acknowledge her agony.

With Raul watching and the other mercenary brutally raping Susan accompanied by her pitiful screams Tracy’s attacker re-doubled his furious battering of the silent girl. Moving forward a step the large man aimed his next stroke at the brunette’s twisted shoulder blades. As the crop landed knocking Tracy forward an audible gasp escaped her tightly clinched lips. A second blow direct to the same target increased the volume of the gasp and was immediately followed by a wail of despair not unlike the cry of a trapped animal. Showing her no mercy the mercenary rained down blow after blow on the gyrating shoulders until the defenseless victim screamed with each blow.

The soft wavy black hair that brushed across Tracy’s shoulders was soon tinged with red as the flesh of her shoulders and back was torn and lacerated.

  The mercenary finished his preliminary assault with blows across the five-foot-five-inch girl’s narrow waist. The pain of the crop blows were now so intense that the brunette danced about after every blow oblivious to the dislocating pain her shoulder endured. When he finished her cries were coming with a consistency only punctuated by her need to gulp large quantities of air between screams. The mercenary was satisfied with the results of his first attack. His victim was criss-crossed with welts and bruises from neck to knee. Ribbons of blood flowed from dozens of wounds in Tracy’s tender skin.

The mercenary prepared for the second phase of torture setting aside the crop and choosing the spiked probe. While the dark haired beauty sobbed and moaned in despair the mercenary moved behind her, Aiming his newly selected weapon at her upturned buttocks the cruel man shoved the probe into Tracy’s exposed anus. The startled girl yelped as the blunt probe forced itself into her anal passage. Her wide brown eyes looked back at the evil man as he leaned heavily into the impaling instrument pushing it deeper into her body.

When the first row of steel spikes sliced into the twenty-four-year-old she renewed her screaming while twisting about wildly trying to dislodge herself from the awful shaft. Success was not forthcoming for the unfortunate girl as the powerful man succeeded in pushing the second and then the third row of spikes into her rectum. Her screams were now wild shrieks as the wooden tool continued its bloody assault. When eight inches and four rows of spikes had penetrated her anus was stretched to nearly three inches in diameter. Blood spurted past the probes entry with each stabbing stroke splattering Tracy’s welt scarred buttocks with a crimson sunburst. The screaming girl was finding it difficult to catch her breath as the attack continued. Her ability to remain conscious waned and her cries of pain began to fade.

Changing his method of attack the mercenary gripped the handle of the probe with both hands and began twisting it inside the terrified woman. Tracy tried to twist her body to turn with the rotating shaft but only succeeded in nearly dislocating her both of her shoulders. The sharp spikes ripped apart the tender lining of her colon. Blood poured from the wound that had been her anus. Her blood curdling screams nearly deafened everyone in the room. The beautiful girl’s five-foot-five-inch body trembled and shook as tears flowed from her brown eyes. The mercenary continued twisting the bloody probe with one hand while he gathered up the garrote in the other.

Quickly looping the wire noose over the thrashing brunette’s head he circled the garrote tight around her neck. Slowly he tightened down the encircling wire until he had cut off her air supply completely. The room fell silent. Tracy’s brown eyes expressed her terror and pain but she was unable to make a sound in protest. The bloodied girl jerked about and contorted her beauteous body as the mercenary ripped the wooden shaft from her torn rectum sending a spray of blood that speckled her shapely legs.

The man quickly replaced the wooden weapon with his massive penis driving it deep into her wounded bottom. With each powerful thrust he tightened the garrote until a thin line of blood dripped from the wire around the helpless girl’s neck. Dozens of punishing penetrations and repeated tightening of the garrote finally stopped Tracy’s struggles. When she sagged forward the rapist loosened the garrote. Each continuing thrust of his fat penis into her battered body brought a faint cough or gasp from the semi-conscious girl. When the mercenary finally pulled is manhood out of the beaten one-hundred-twelve-pound woman’s body blood dripped from the ravaged bottom smearing both inner thighs with a scarlet sheen.

   

Consciousness slowly returned to Michelle. At first she thought she heard her sister screaming but the sounds faded away. Her next sensation was a burning pain in her shoulders and her stomach ached. When she opened her eyes she found that she was head down looking at her knees. Looking to her right she could she her sister being raped by one of the mercenaries. The older girl’s head hung forward and rocked from side to side as the large man drove repeatedly into her limp body. Michelle could tell that her sister was unconscious and she wished that she could return to that same condition.

The sound of leather striking flesh caused the one-hundred-five-pound blonde to turn her head to the left. Here the other mercenary was beating her dark haired friend Tracy with a leather truncheon. The twenty-year-old blonde watched through tear filled eyes as the man bloodied Tracy’s shoulders and waist. She heard again the screams that had first awakened her. The mercenary was forcing an evil looking stick in the brunette’s rectum. Michelle’s ears rang with the cries of agony coming from her friends lips.

Michelle suddenly became aware of her own predicament. Raul had moved in behind her and was running his hands over her back, buttocks and between her thighs. From her bent forward position she could see only his legs and the fingers that wrapped around her thighs. When she tried to pull away from the exploring fingers she found the strain on her shoulder too painful to allow her much movement. Raul brought a gasp from the young girl when he pushed two of his fingers into her exposed vagina. The gasp became yelps of pain when a third finger was forcible shoved into the tight hole. The yelps and screams continued as Raul’s coarse fingernails scrapped gouges into the warm inner flesh.

The powerful man’s free arm encircled Michelle’s waist pulling her up onto her toes and back tight against his body. The young girl could feel his swelling penis pushing against the crack of her buttocks. Holding the trembling blonde tight Raul pulled his fingers from her vagina and exposed his rock-hard penis. Showing her no sympathy the brute forced the tip of his penis into her soft blonde-fringed slit.

Michelle screamed in pain and humiliation as the man spear angled into her tight vagina from the rear. Her wide blue eyes filled with tears that soon clouded her vision of the ensuing attack. Raul’s thrusts lifted the five-foot-three inch girl off the floor twisted her arms so violently she thought they were being ripped from her shoulders.

Inch by agonizing inch each upward thrust pushed the fat penis deeper into the sobbing girl. The unusual angle of the assault from back to front caused the helpless girl overwhelming pain. Raul reveled in her cries of anguish as he continued to plunge deeper into his victim.

The only sounds remaining in the interrogation room came from the two rutting rapists, one of which had choked dark tressed Tracy into silence, and the reoccurring cries of agony that were forced from the bloodied lips of the defenseless young blonde. As Raul neared his climax he forced the full length of his penis into the pain wracked woman. Balling his massive fists he punched hard into each side of Michelle’s narrow waist. His blows were so powerful that his knuckles penetrated several inches into the girl’s soft sides.

Sudden gasps of air escaped Michelle’s wide open mouth as all of the air was driven from her lungs. The punishing blows continued to rain down in rapid succession as Raul emptied his sperm into the battered girl. Michelle’s eyes glazed over and then closed as blood-stained pink spunk spurted passed the deflating penis to splatter against her inner thighs. Raul pulled out of the unconscious girl and walked around her limp body to where her head hung down. The vile man lifted her head by the hair and took advantage of the sagging open mouth forcing his slowly deflating penis inside to warm orifice.

      

Using two handfuls of soft blonde hair Raul pulled Michelle’s face up tight to his groin. The man felt his penis stiffen as it pushed its way through her mouth and then started down her throat. The limp girl’s eyes fluttered as she coughed and choked against the growing spear that was cutting off her air supply. Her reactions were involuntary as her unconscious body rebelled against the assault. Her gyrations and torment meant nothing to Raul who showed the young blonde no mercy. His attack continued as he hammered his groin into her face smashing her bruised lips and smearing blood across both tender cheeks.

When he finally shot his second load the girl had suffered several dozen savage lunges battering her face into a purpled swollen mask. Pulling out of the girl’s mouth Raul let her head drop forward as spunk and blood soaked the floor at her feet. Raul was satisfied that the three women had been sufficiently softened up. He was certain that during next interrogation of the women they would reveal the location of the hidden diamonds.

The three thieves were unshackled and carried to the infirmary where their wounds were treated before they were thrown into individual cages at the center of the compound.

To be continued…