After Tennis

AFTER TENNIS A fantasy tale by Cordoza

Chapter 1 After tennis

Major Maria Garcia had a very important appointment and didn't intend to be late. The big black stallion breathed hard and fast, his flanks sweating freely as horse and rider galloped across the plain towards the town in the valley below.

It was late afternoon when they entered the compound. Garcia reigned in her steed as a girl soldier hurried forward to grasp the bridle. She steadied the panting stallion as her commandant swung her leg across the saddle and jumped down.

Across the parade ground a black security van had drawn up. Angry voices were heard as a protesting young woman was dragged from the van's rear doors. The Major ignored the scene as she lovingly patted the horse's forehead and kissed its nose. She turned to speak to the guard.

"Good evening major" said the girl expectantly as she stood quickly to attention.

"Corporal." began Maria, "Take Ramón back to the stable and see that my stallions are groomed and well rested. It is quite possible that they will have a very long ride ahead of them tomorrow. Do you understand me girl?"

"Yes Major."

The young soldier smiled as Garcia walked toward her office. Taking the bridle, she led the big horse away. When they were almost at the stable door, she paused and whispered in his ear, "Who's a very lucky boy then?"

Meanwhile, Sarah Wilkinson, the young woman from the van, had been marched through the doors of the security headquarters into a brightly lit reception area. This, she observed, was staffed entirely with female soldiers. 'Maybe,' Sarah hoped, she prayed, 'this won't be so bad after all!

She was dressed in her white tennis outfit, and still a little sweaty from the game. In fact, she had been playing tennis with the other company secretaries when she had been arrested. Sarah was by nature quite extrovert, but now she felt awkward and very conspicuous.

The reception office was very busy, so the young woman and her escort were ordered to wait for a while on a long wooden bench. As she sat there, Sarah looked around and saw other young women waiting their turn. She was struck by how beautiful they were! If it weren't for the soldiers guarding them, she thought that this could easily be some kind of modelling agency.

After a long wait, she heard her name called. They got up and crossed the room to a desk. The female soldier holding Sarah's left arm politely coughed and presented Sarah's passport. The much older woman NCO accepted the small black booklet and noted the name stamped on the cover. 'Sarah Jane Wilkinson. Age 18. UK citizen.' Then she glanced up and carefully studied Sarah's face.

"Ah yes!" she said thoughtfully. "A young woman with black hair in a neat pageboy cut. You appear to be the right girl…you are Sarah Wilkinson, yes? and this is your passport, yes?

"Err…Yes." Sarah replied uncertainly. "But I wish to make a formal protest to your commandant. I have done nothing wrong."

The woman was ignoring her; in fact, Sarah noticed that she was staring intently at her body, and smiling! She felt suddenly embarrassed as the handcuffs behind her pulled her shoulders back, displaying her rather prominent cleavage. The journey lying on the van floor had also ridden up her very short skirt. The hem was now caught under the waistband and revealed rather too much of her slim tanned thighs and white panties.

The sergeant's eyes took a very lustful stroll down the teenager's swan like neck to the proud swelling of her breasts. Sarah hadn't noticed that her nipples were becoming alert, a combination of the stifling heat of the room and her suppressed terror. Now each little bud stood upright, clearly outlined by the tightly stretched white cotton fabric of her blouse…and at this moment, they were undergoing very careful scrutiny.

The woman's eyes were on the move again, and continued down the girl's flat toned stomach to her naked thighs. Sarah blushed and wriggled, trying to free the hem of her skirt. The sergeant muttered Spanish words of approval and winked at Sarah's escort, who sniggered.

Sarah yelped in panic as a hand snaked under the rear of her skirt and cupped her ass. She tried to move away, but powerful hands gripped her arms. The hand grabbed the soft flesh and kneaded it, pushing her groin up against the desk front.

Sarah tumbled forward. The sergeant leaned across and with her hands fondled the girl's breasts through her thin blouse. Then the woman kissed Sarah hotly on the lips, her rough peasant mouth opening wide and forcing her tongue inside the girl's mouth. Sarah was stunned. She squealed against the woman's face and pulled away.

Sarah flushed red and felt very queasy. She was shocked by the very unnatural way these women were treating her. In desperation, she looked around the room for help … but no one appeared to have noticed!

Sarah was beginning to suspect that something was very, very wrong.

The older woman and the guards laughed. The sergeant sat down again and picked up a telephone. A short conversation took place with the handset, and then she put it down.

"Good news young lady!" smiled the sergeant. "We won't be keeping you waiting any longer. Our commandant says she is expecting you … perhaps she will be able to 'clear up' this…er… unfortunate matter."

A real fear of the unknown gripped Sarah as the sergeant barked instructions to the two guards. Holding her arms tightly they marched her away, pushing and pulling her through a series of doors and along brightly lit corridors.

Sarah's fears became very real when her escort stopped by an open door. Her escort appeared to be enjoying the scene within. Sarah could see a seated young woman of about her own age. She noticed that the girl's wrists and ankles were tied to the wooden chair. The girl looked terrified as a woman soldier, naked from the waist up, moved behind her.

Pulling the girl's long dark hair to one side, she bent forward so that her naked and very large sweaty breasts caressed the back and sides of the girl's neck. Peering over the top of the girl's head, she reached her hands around and tore open the girl's blouse, the little white buttons popping across the concrete floor. The girl wore a small back lace bra. The woman pushed the cups down then began to squeeze and fondle the soft flesh of her breasts. As she did so, she whispered softly in the girl's ear.

Sarah couldn't hear what the woman was saying, but the girl bent her head in shame and shook it violently from side to side, as if to indicate a very negative response. The older woman grunted in disappointment. Removing one hand from her breast, she grasped the girl's hair and pulled her head back. Then with evident relish, she licked the side of the girl's neck and reamed out her ear with long slobbering sweeps of her tongue. The girl sat very still and sobbed, loudly.

Sarah was appalled. 'What sort of place is this?' she wondered, and felt she wanted to vomit as she took in the horrific scene. 'These women must be ALL fucking dykes!'

Suddenly, another unseen female peered around the door, winked at Sarah's escort, and swiftly closed it. Then one of Sarah's guards turned to knock on a door on the opposite side of the corridor.

"Come." said a strong feminine voice. The party entered.

Behind an old steel desk sat a powerfully built woman dressed in a very smart green officer's uniform. Sarah thought she looked to be in her late forties and really quite stunning to look at. The woman had a finely chiselled face with prominent cheekbones, above which glittered two dark, piercing Latino eyes. Unlike the other soldiers Sarah had seen, she noticed that this woman wore makeup, and a deep red, but not too obvious lipstick pleasantly accentuated her full and very sensual lips.

What would normally be a long mane of dark hair was gathered up onto the rear of her head in a neat and tidy bun. The older woman reminded Sarah of her old gym teacher at her very exclusive girl's school. Sarah eyed her rather voluminous shirt and thought she was perhaps rather too fat to be an athlete. Nevertheless, although she was seated, she was obviously very tall, and very strong, and that gave her a powerful Amazon appearance that made up for her chubbiness.

The woman waved her hand at a chair in front of the desk.

"Sit down please." The Amazon said to the girl in a polite and friendly manner.

Sarah's reactions were apparently too slow for she was pushed down hard onto the steel chair. The cold aluminium of the seat felt like ice on the back of her naked thighs. She wriggled uncomfortably.

"I am Major Maria Garcia." explained the woman in a definite yet matter of fact tone. "I am superintendent of state security for matters concerning female espionage."

"I don't know why…" began Sarah.

"Why you are here!" interrupted Maria, "You are here because the local police…," she paused to read from the file in front of her, "…have informed me that you have been passing state security information to the rebel guerrillas."

"But that ISN'T TRUE!?" Sarah protested. "Now look here commandant, I am just an ordinary secretary from England … I work here for United Oil… I am a British Citizen," Sarah ventured assertively, "and I demand to speak to my Consul."

"Demand!" Maria gasped, "Young lady, you are in no position to demand anything. We are not in the habit of letting spies roam the country, or do anything they 'demand!' and clearly from the evidence sent to me, 'you'… are a spy."

"There must be some mistake." blurted Sarah, tears welling up in her eyes and running down her cheeks. "I don't know any rebels!"

"Well now…you see 'there' we have a little problem." Maria replied, coldly. "You initially told the police that you are not a spy, and that is why you have been brought to me. I have read all the evidence 'most' thoroughly. 'Clearly' you are now lying to me as well."

"But I honestly don't know what I have done!" Sarah sobbed.

Maria Garcia sat back in her chair and gazed intently at the girl.

She remembered when she had first set eyes on this succulent, sexy little morsel; it was only a week ago at the President's beach barbecue. The girl was there because of an invitation sent to her employers, and because she might benefit from the experience, her boss had asked Sarah to accompany him.

The barbecue was completely informal, that is if one could ignore the very heavy, and very tight ring of army security around the grounds. The guests had been invited to bring their swimwear. Major Garcia had been in command of security, and had been delighted when she first saw this stunningly beautiful young English rose, dressed, or rather undressed, in a very brief and most revealing black bikini.

Now, sitting in her private office, she was again looking at the same girl.

'Oh my little dove,' Maria mused to herself, 'how I remember as you rose from the sea, the sun caressing the curves of your firm young thighs, those voluptuous breasts and hips, and oh, that wet, so wet pert little butt. How sexily the water dripped from your firm ripe tits down the flatness of your flawless belly. How much I desired your body then…and how much I WANT it now!'

Eventually, Maria replied…

"You are here because you are going to tell me all about your spying activities. Female spies are my own security unit's responsibility, and you will soon be telling us 'all' we need to know."

The security unit was Maria's private little army of all female, and 'most' importantly, all lesbian recruits. She had personally handpicked these women from the most evil and most sexually perverted female criminals in her country's prisons.

Her plan had worked well, for it was she, Maria Garcia who had provided the police with false evidence about Sarah. Now the young woman was her personal property, to do with as she pleased.

The major ignored Sarah's sobbing pleas and spoke briefly in Spanish to the guards standing behind her.

Sarah heard the opening of a steel cabinet, the clink of glass, and finally footsteps as someone approached her chair. Very quickly, a thick cotton pad was pressed over her mouth. She panicked and tried to turn her head away as her lungs filled with the heavy sickly odour of chloroform. For a few seconds she struggled fiercely, before collapsing senseless across the desk.

Sarah didn't know how long she had been unconscious. It was another powerful smell, a small bottle waved under her nose that brought her to her senses. She slowly opened her eyes to see the major leaning over her.

Sarah immediately panicked and instinctively tried to move away. First, she tried to twist her body, then she tried to move her arms, but she couldn't move them! Then she pulled at her legs, but they wouldn't move either. Her eyes now wide with terror, she twisted her neck and looked around her.

She found herself in another much bigger room. It looked rather like a gymnasium, with plain colour washed walls, tall grey steel cupboards, and strange looking frames and benches made of wood and brightly polished steel. Directly above her head were powerful white strip lights, between them hung steel chains, ropes, and pulleys.

Sarah sensed she was lying on a Y shaped, leather padded bench. It felt very cold and clinical. Her arms were pulled back above her head, and downward at an angle toward the floor. Tight leather straps bound her wrists, and she could hear the clink of chain as she tugged at them. Her legs had been pulled wide apart, each ankle strapped to the end of the two front facing arms of the Y shaped bench.

Sarah felt a distinct chill and wondered if a window was open, but she couldn't see any windows! It was only when she looked down her body that she realised to her horror that she was completely naked!

"That is good." purred Maria, gazing into her eyes. "My darling sleeping beauty has woken. Now we can start to have some fun." The older woman ran her fingertips up and down Sarah's inner thigh, savouring the way the soft youthful female flesh yielded to her touch.

Sarah found her voice…

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?" she wailed, "I've told you, I don't know anything about…"

Maria quickly placed her hand over Sarah's mouth, and whispered…

"Hush, Hush little one," she cooed, "Be patient. We will have plenty of time to chat later on. Meanwhile, you are here so that I can get to know you better, and for you to get to know me…and hopefully young lady, for you to get to 'like' me."

She raised her hand and stroked and ruffled the soft delicate fringe on Sarah's forehead.

"Pretty Sarah," she said, bending to kiss her forehead, "Pretty…pretty… little girl." The woman punctuated each word with further tender kisses to her cheek and the tip of her nose.

"NO!.. NOOOOOOOOO!" screamed Sarah, "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!" she spat, tossing her head left and right, her naked body twisting and pulling hard on the leather straps. "JUST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH ME…yOU…yOU?SICK PERVERT?!"

Garcia's expression instantly changed and a frown crossed her face. Muttering angrily in Spanish, she strode across the room and opened one of the cabinets.

"Now I was hoping I wouldn't have to use this," she said, returning with something in her hand.

Maria pinched the girl's nose hard. She waited until the girl's mouth sprang open to yell, and then quickly thrust a big black rubber ball between her teeth. There were leather straps attached to the ball and the major fastened them tightly around the back of Sarah's head. Now the girl couldn't say anything, except utter desperate but effectively muffled noises of protest.

"There now young lady. Let's have no more of those 'nasty', naughty words! You really mustn't be so impatient with me my girl. I am trying 'so' hard to please you."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFF!" screamed Sarah through the gag as she lay staring up at the ceiling. She thought that the woman was probably quite mad, as well as being a sadist, and that trying to talk to her was a complete waste of time. Besides, the ball gag was pressing down hard on her tongue and even attempting to utter the simplest of words was now quite out of the question.

"That is good." Maria purred with satisfaction. "You 'are' being a very patient girl…so I will give you a very nice reward."

Garcia stepped backward into the centre of the room, then satisfied that Sarah had a clear view of her body, she whispered over to her, "Now watch and enjoy, my love." Then she started to undress.

Very slowly and seductively, Maria undid the buttons of her voluminous green shirt, then teasingly she drew the two halves of the material apart. To Sarah it suddenly became obvious why the woman's shirt had looked so baggy. She had been expecting to see a huge ugly belly, but two enormous breasts appeared, each capped with a dark, plump, and very erect nipple.

Maria saw the girl stare at her huge tits, so she proudly thrust them outward for the girl's approval. Lustfully, the older woman looked deep into Sarah's eyes as she raised her hands and cupped and fondled her huge breasts. She sighed contentedly as she used her neatly manicured fingertips to tug hard on the big rubbery nipples.

After a few minutes of pleasure, Garcia reached down and removed her shoes and socks. Finally, she slipped off her crisp green skirt then let her panties drop to the floor in a lacy puddle.

Sarah couldn't help staring in awe at the woman's naked body, it was sleek and very muscular, not unlike a panther. Her skin was smooth and darkly tanned, stretched tightly across a very athletic frame.

Sarah was instantly repelled with disgust as she caught sight of the junction between the woman's legs and stomach, for there nestled a pair of very prominent, fat pussy lips. The older woman had cleanly shaved this area, and the large crinkly folds of skin glistened wetly under the strong white light. The heat of the enclosed room was making Maria heavily perspire, and the intimate moisture of her rising lust mixed freely with the sweat that trickled down the firm inner walls of her muscular thighs.

Pleased with the girl's shocked expression, Maria picked up a large plastic container from a table and returned to stand at Sarah's side. Breathing heavily she smiled down at the naked girl, her enormous breasts wobbled as her body shivered with her growing excitement. She spoke to Sarah in a husky tone.

"I will tell you what I am going to do with you. I am going to spend a long, long time enjoying your deliciously sexy young body," the major tilted her head to one side and looked thoughtfully at the girl, "and I know that you will enjoy me too."

Sarah struggled furiously, screaming useless and pathetic protests through the tight rubber gag. Garcia continued speaking…

"You see my love…OH!" She stopped mid sentence and her hand rose quickly to cover her mouth. She giggled like a little girl before resting her hand on Sarah's arm.

"No, that won't do my darling, will it?" The hand moved up to stroke Sarah's short dark hair. "No… not my 'love,'…but my 'lover'." she exclaimed, emphasising and savouring that final intimate word.

"Mmmmmm, yes! Because that is what you are…and very soon my 'lover,' I shall be stroking, kissing, licking, and sucking that voluptuous young flesh that you are offering me."

Her eyes surveyed the length and breadth of the girl's naked body.

"Now where shall we start? …Why yes! your beautiful legs I think. But first…" she went on, moving around to stand between Sarah's widespread thighs, "I want you to be just the way you were when I first saw you, that day at the beach, standing in the sea, your beautiful skin so slippery and…oh so 'very' wet!"

Garcia poured some clear liquid from the container into her palm, then reaching down she lovingly smoothed it along the girl's naked thigh. She gasped with pleasure as the tiny soft hairs of the girl's skin sprang upright and tickled her palm.

"I'm afraid I haven't any sea water," Maria explained, "but this is something much better…more suitable for our passionate love making."

She held up the container to Sarah's eyes. The girl read the words on the bright pink label. 'BABY OIL.'

Maria poured a liberal quantity across the girl's stomach, up over her firm ripe youthful breasts, finally she coated her long slender arms. Her other hand followed closely behind, spreading and smoothing the warm oil across the girl's skin until the whole of Sarah's body was a glistening sheen of wet, sticky oil. The major stood back to admire her work.

Satisfied, she then tipped the bottle over herself, the oil pouring in a cascade over her huge breasts and running in a steady stream down her stomach and thighs. The liquid splashed onto the floor to form a large puddle at her feet.

Pausing a moment, Garcia put the bottle down, then used her hands to rub the oil over her muscular torso, all the while swaying her hips and body in a very sensual dance. She smiled evilly. Her dark piercing Latino eyes seemed to paralyse Sarah's brain, and the girl felt like a mouse hypnotised by a particularly venomous snake.

The oily reptile's lust was steadily rising as she moved her naked body up close between Sarah's wide spread thighs. Garcia pushed her groin forward until her hot sticky genitals were pressed firmly against the girl's obscenely spread cunt lips.

Leaning forward, the woman fully mounted the young girl, then rubbed her body against her in a slow circular motion, Garcia delighting in the way her own powerful muscles kneaded the soft, oily youthfulness beneath.

She pushed downward with her chest, squashing Sarah's softer tits with her enormous breasts. Twisting from side to side, she rubbed her big oily nipples across Sarah's sensitive little buds.

The woman reached her hand up and around and grabbed the back of the Sarah's hair in her fist; then pulled her head back sharply. Dropping her mouth, Maria grunted happily and slobbered noisily as she licked and lathered Sarah's throat with her tongue. As a finale, Garcia spread her mouth wide to chew and suck like a vampire on the girl's neck.

Keeping her groin pressed firmly against the girl's cunt, Garcia pushed herself up to concentrate her full attention on Sarah's breasts. Gripping the twin globes with her hands, she used firm palm strokes to squeeze the slippery oiled tit flesh upward, then she viciously pinched and pulled at the girl's sensitive nipples with her fingertips. Maria further abused Sarah's painful teats by pursing her lips and blowing hotly across the tips, until both nipples stood up like stalks and the aureoles were puffy and pink.

Sarah, her thoughts and emotions in utter turmoil, lay very still and cried. She tried as hard as she could to ignore the natural feelings of arousal that were enveloping her. No way did she want this evil dyke to think that in any way she was enjoying her ordeal.

Garcia had other ideas.

"Oh my!" she exclaimed, noting with pleasure the sustained erectness of the girl's nipples. "Maybe I am being too shy. These little ones tell me that you desire much more loving than this."

On hearing that, Sarah screamed even louder, pulling and twisting with all her strength against the leather straps.

"Aha!" exclaimed the woman, "you answer yes! You are begging me for more loving, yes?"

Sarah's reply was very brief, very loud, and very angry. It would have been obvious to anyone, even to the psychopath Garcia that she was screaming "NO!"

"Fear not little one," She cooed softly to the girl. "It is now time for your loving. Much, much loving that you will remember for a very long time."

Maria Garcia's idea of 'loving' couldn't be further from any romantic ideal; it was born of a sadistic gang rape by rebel guerrillas when she was a young girl. More so to Maria, that was the kind of 'loving' that she would remember for a very, very long time… and would never let her own victims forget!

She arose from the girl's oiled body with a sticky sucking noise and padded across the floor to a steel cabinet. Sarah stretched her head up to see what the evil woman was up to, and shuddered when she saw her take something large and black from the shelf.

Garcia padded back to Sarah and held the object up, as if she were expecting the girl's approval.

"Now my angel, I would like you to meet a friend of mine …or rather I should say it is the likeness of a friend, a very 'special' friend…and if you are a very good girl, then you will get to meet him."

Maria held up a huge black rubber strap on dildo. It was a full twelve inches long, two inches thick, and sculpted along its entire length with some very realistic veins. One end of the dildo was fashioned into the exaggerated likeness of the head of a male penis, and in addition, to accentuate its male qualities there swung freely below the base a massive pair of solid rubber balls.

The monstrous phallus was firmly rooted to a broad leather panel. On the reverse side was mounted a shorter dildo, pointing in the opposite direction, this was for the benefit of the wearer. Finally, there hung from the panel a web of tough leather strapping and buckles that bore testimony to the heavy strain that would be placed upon the device.

Sarah's mind was already in depression, but it now began to freefall into utter despair as the woman stepped into the leather harness and pulled it quickly up her long legs. She watched in disgusted fascination as Garcia eased the smaller dildo up into her own pussy. The woman was breathing heavily as she pushed the rubber plug firmly home.

It took several minutes to fasten the strapping together, but at last the larger of the two dildos was poised ready for action, thrusting obscenely outward from Maria's groin.

Returning to her position between the terrified girl's thighs, the woman knelt down carefully on the oil-covered floor until her mouth was level with Sarah's pussy.

"Oh yes! Such a beautiful pussy for someone so young and so inexperienced! I think that it desires so much pleasure from me tonight."

She wrapped her forearms under, then up around the girl's upper legs and gripped her thighs with her hands. Resting her cheek on Sarah's thigh she rubbed her face along the soft tender skin.

"Mmmmm … my darling, you are so hot and sexy for me!" The older woman shivered as she rubbed her face along the teenager's thighs, nuzzling the smooth oily flesh with her cheeks, her eyes, her lips, and her chin. Maria followed closely with her hot mouth, she lapped around every nubile contour, and chewed and sucked on each newly discovered muscle.

Sarah squealed as she felt Garcia press her nose between the tender lips of her pussy. The soft thatch of dark pubic hair tickled the woman's nose as she breathed in deeply.

"Mmmmmmm…I smell your love and passion for me," she whispered in deep excited breaths.

Sarah screamed and bucked her hips violently sideways, trying desperately to pull herself away. This only increased Garcia's excitement as the slippery oiled lips of Sarah's cunt rubbed erotically over her cheeks and chin. She increased her grip on the girl's thighs to hold her down. Then ploughing her nose up and down the fleshy furrow, she savoured and worshipped the rich, earthy aroma of the young woman's sex.

"Oh my love!" Purred Maria, and giggled. "What is this that I've found?" Parting her lips, she drew in the tiny bud of Sarah's clit, and began to suck.

Sarah gasped in surprise. Little electric shocks of pure pleasure shot from her groin to her brain. She lay very still; a warm, familiar glow bloomed in her stomach and before she realised it, Sarah had closed her eyes to enjoy those wonderful feelings. Deep inside her, the baby oil that had intruded was now diluted by another, more natural moisture of her own.

Garcia had noticed, it was trickling down her chin. The young girl's clit was beginning to grow and throb. Maria smiled contentedly and nipped at the highly sensitive little button. That brought Sarah suddenly back to reality and she shamefully remembered that this wasn't sex… she was being raped and humiliated!

She heard Garcia scramble to her feet. There was a pause, and then she felt something hard push between the lips of her pussy. Sarah screamed into the gag as the bulbous tip of the huge dildo thrust deeply up and into her belly, lodging firmly in her cervix.

Sarah was in agony, but before she could react, she felt the rubber intruder withdraw. Opening her mouth to yell again, her breath was cut short as the huge rubber prick once more pushed firmly home.

The girl was in severe shock. Her mind was numb as the woman gripped her firmly by the hips and settled into a steady rhythm of long plunging strokes. Below the gleaming, pistoning rubber prick, the huge rubber balls slapped rhythmically and very loudly against the girl's buttocks.

As Garcia pumped the dildo, she leaned down and fastened her mouth to Sarah's nipple. Biting it sharply, she lashed it with her tongue before drawing the nipple deeply into her mouth. Sarah gasped in pain, whimpering and sobbing loudly as the woman's cheeks hollowed inward. Maria's head pulled sharply back stretching the breast into a cone, her hair bun bobbed up and down in time with the rhythm of her urgent suckling.

Sarah squealed and cried against the ball gag as Garcia nursed on her tits. Rapidly switching from nipple to nipple, the woman's sucking and fucking was now accompanied by a growing succession of bestial grunts and gasps.

Sarah continued to struggle and sob, tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She thought she was lucky that she wasn't a virgin, but this wasn't the innocence of young love…this was the most evil abuse!

For several agonizing minutes, Sarah's savage rape continued.

The soles of Garcia's feet skidded on the sweat and oil stained floor as she tried to exert some extra leverage. Her big thigh muscles flexed and quivered as she rode the whimpering young girl. Hot sweat ran in steamy rivers down her naked back and dripped off her jerking buttocks. Her animal passion mounting, she rutted towards her imminent orgasm.

Maria grunted loudly as she quickened her frenzied humping. She nipped and sucked harder on the girl's nipples, encouraging her whimpers to become louder and more urgent.

Her body spasming, Garcia gasped loudly and collapsed forward onto the girl's limp body. With a bestial growl, she bit savagely into Sarah's shoulder. The sharp teeth drew blood, leaving a livid red love bite that would scar the girl for life.

After what seemed to Sarah an eternity of pain, the woman pushed herself upright, pulling out the warm sticky dildo with a wet sucking sound. Garcia used the back of her hand to wipe away the sweat that dripped down her forehead and into her eyes.

"Thank you…my darling," she panted, "you were very good…so very passionate for your lover!"

Sarah just lay still and sobbed. She didn't feel good, she felt very dirty and ashamed. Garcia ignored her agonized expression and tears and sat down to rest on a steel chair.

"Oh yes…my darling. I can see that you … will please my dear friend very much. You will have much love for him too! … but now you must rest and sleep."

Maria crossed to the doorway, opened it, and barked an order. Two soldiers came in and started to undo Sarah's straps.

"Have many beautiful dreams my lover," she called after her as Sarah's battered and abused body was dragged away, "and dream of tomorrow … for that is when you will meet and share your love with Ramón."