BDSM Library - Story: Little Village Girl & the Military series, Chapter: Part 1 Her pain & pleasure

Little Village Girl & the Military series Part 1:

Her pain & pleasure (*a cyber-story exchange with “MD”)

Synopsis of story: This is the first part of a series of stories that have come out of my fascination with humiliation, bondage, rape and the military. This series revolves around what a bunch of military men would do when confronted with a helpless female (either a civilian or enemy troop). In this first of 3 parts, Little Village Girl went on a date with a dashing Marine officer, but she didn’t bargain for how the date would end, and the discovery of her true nature. Part 2 introduces the Internal Affairs Commander who interrogated a female captive soldier with surprising results. Part 3 brings back Little Village Girl who, having made a complaint about her “rape”, ended up in the hands of the Internal Affairs Commander and a very interesting future…

What is meant by ‘cyber-story exchange: Portions of the stories were written in conjunction with some practising bdsm guys I met on the 2 sites. They wrote the ‘Him’ parts and I wrote the ‘Her’ parts. Thanks to both “MD” my ex-master for the brief mindfucks, and to “ST” for your wonderful hands, inventive rope techniques and hot sessions J

Under the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted. Re-posting, redistribution, inclusion in another work in whole or in part, or any other use of it, is strictly prohibited. Other disclaimers: This is just fantasy & fiction. Any resemblance to any individual is coincidental.

Little Village Girl & the Military series Part 1- Her pain & pleasure (*a cyber-story exchange with “MD”)

HER:
As you are tying me up, you are looking at my body beneath my clothes. You don't want to strip me just yet, because you want to savour the look in my terrified eyes as you slowly cut off bits of my clothes, baring me bit by bit until I'm naked and exposed. You tie me to a chair, with my legs spread apart. Then you take a glass of cold ice water and dribble it down the front of my white dress, slowly making it transparent.

The shock of the ice water in the cold room make me jump, and immediately my nipples are erect. You can see them through the lace white bra I have on, pointing out through the lace. It excites you and you decide to cut through the bottom of the dress, exposing my spread eagled legs, with my panties barely covering my brazillian waxed pussy. You begin to take out your throbbing cock from beneath your combat pants, as the other soldiers in the room chanted, "Strip her, strip her".....

HIM:
My cock is throbbing at the sight of your gorgeous body tied to the chair, nipples erect, legs spread open and pussy hidden only by a strip of flimsy cloth. I struggle to control my urge to rip off that cloth and shove my hard thick cock inside that pussy. "No" I tell myself. "I will make her beg for it." Sadistically I begin to flick your erect nipples with my fingers, teasing the the wet skin of your breasts, cupping them, caressing the mounds with soft tender touches.

"You're liking this aren't you?" I whisper into your ear, even though I know you cannot respond with the gag in your mouth. You shake your head violently to register your objection.

"No? I can't believe that. Look, your nipples are hard. They're aching to be teased. They want me to take them into my mouth and lick them and suck them. You want that don't you? You just have to ask nicely and I'll give you what you want." I say again, this time loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

You start to squirm under my soft caresses, your body betraying the lustful needs that your mind is fighting so hard against. Unable to control yourself, you let out a soft moan as I plant my mouth on one of your nipples. You hope no one else heard the whorish moan as you regain control and start to protest again.

HER:
But my protest is cut short by a gasp, followed by another moan because as you suck on one nipple through my now-soaked dress and lace bra, your other hand moves to my other breast and roughly rip off the top half, revealing my lace white bra with my erect nipples bursting through the filigree patterns.

You stop all movement, stepped back to look at me, still half-exposed, driving all your boys hard, in their combat pants, bare-topped and some already jerking off. All anticipating the time when they can see me fully bare and naked. I begin to cry from fear, and shivering from the cold, for more ice water was now thrown on my front. "Don't worry bitch, we'll keep you warm, soon." One of your boys sneers.

You begin to move in again on my breast, brushing your fingers lightly on the more exposed one, while sucking the same nipple that is still clothed in my soaked dress. I moan again, louder, trying vainly to protest, yet yearning for you to rip through the pesky material and get your mouth onto my bare nipple. Meanwhile your other hand moves swiftly to my other nipple and with a sudden force, pull down the lace bra and begin roughly to tweak and twist my erect, burning nipples.

The sudden movement and feel of your warm hands shot an electric current from my nipple to my pussy and I suddenly gushed, as you continue to increase pressure on both your hands and mouth.

"Look, the bitch is creaming" laughs one of your boys. At this point, you stop, grin evilly, and montion to your boys to lift me off the chair with my legs spread wide. They pull me apart, like in a spilt as I struggle wildly as they carry me to you, with my throng panties cutting cruelly into my now soaked pussy.
Brining me right up to your face and tilting me backwards, you reach out to caress lightly my pussy, creaming against my will. In the next instant, you pushed aside the throng and.....

HIM:
I push aside your thong and expose your sopping wet slit for all my comrades to see. You grimace, knowing full well that everyone can see the drops of pussy juice leaking out. Now, no matter how much you say no and refuse and shake your head, it's clear your body is enjoying the torture.

"So slut, I think we all know what you really want now don't we?" I whisper again into your ear. The men still chanting, "Give it to her! Give it to her!" even as you shake your head in refusal. They might have my body, you think think to yourself, but they will never have my will. Almost sensing your inner rebellion, I pull hard at your hair, pulling your head back and making you gasp with pain.

"I know what you're thinking bitch. And I'm not going to give you the pleasure of being raped. It's not your body I want- I already have that... I want you to beg each one of these men to fill that slutty pussy..." I say loudly, even as I reach one finger into your pussy.
It slides in easily with all your juice coating it. I pull it out and rub it all along your lips. "Taste it, your body's betraying you. And very soon, you'll be begging us to fuck you."

"Never." you spit at me. With a swift hard motion, I slap your cheek with the back of my hand, with a loud twack and cheered on by my men. "Give it to her!" they keep chanting. Motioning my men, they force you to your knees in front of me. I take my throbbing hard cock and grab your hair as I shove my cock into your mouth. I don't wait for you to lick or suck. Instead, grabbing your head by hair, I force my cock down your throat, throat fucking you till you start gagging.

"I guarantee you'll be begging us to fill that pussy before this night is over." I say as I keep pounding your mouth.

HER:
As you deep throat me, you are holding onto a bunch of my rapidly disentangling ponytail, and it hurt so much that my tears began to fall. As the hot tears fall onto your throbbing cock, it sends even more sadistic pleasure through your mind as you see me struggling to contain your pulsating erection in my mouth. The sight of me crying excites you so much that in one instant, you rip away the rest of my torn bra, popping out my breasts with its erect nipples, hardening even without them being touched.

I'm now bare, save for the tiny throng. My bare bouncing breasts excite your boys so much that in their frenzy, they pull back my arms even harder, making me involuntarily arch my back. That movement cause my breasts to thrust forward, their nipples pointing at you, like they're teasing you, even as I suck your cock hard.

You now reach down and grab both breasts and squeezed hard, cupping them and cruelly tweaking my nipples. The pain jerk me up, but at the same time my body couldn't deny the pleasure that your manipulating hands are bringing, and I begin to cream profusely, dripping myself down my now-soaked throng.

Seeing this, one of your boys cruelly grab whole of the throng and jerk it up, intending to hurt my dripping pussy. But his movment only serves to stimulate my clitoris even further. As the throng cut into my clit, I moan, loathing myself, yet wanting all the stimulus - your twisting fingers, the jerking throng - to continue. You can see through my thin thong that my vaginal lips are now pulsating with a life of its own as I move towards an orgasm. You don't want that for me, so despite your need at that moment to fuck my pussy hard, you commanded your boys to hold me down, spread my legs, but not touch me. You yourself stop tweaking my nipples.

In an instant when all the sensation stop, I am so shocked that I open my eyes to see a circle of combat-ready guys grinning at me, looking at my pulsating pussy, laughing and calling me slut...

HIM:
I can hear a small gasp escape your lips as all the sensations stop and you are left aching for more. I lean over and whisper into your ear, "So, do you want more? If you want it to stop, you just have to say so. Just say stop and you don't want it and I will return you to where you came from and nothing more will happen to you."

Your eyes brighten visibly at the prospect of ending this torment. You open your mouth to say the words but nothing comes out. You are shocked. You cannot believe it, your mind is screaming to shout "Stop!" but you cannot bring yourself to say it out loud. I smile, sensing your inner weakness. With one hand returning to twist your hard nipple, I lean to whisper again "It appears you want more. But it's not so easy, from here on, if you want anything, you have to beg for it. You have to show how much you want it. So beg or everything stops." and as I say those last words, my fingers leave your nipple.
Almost as if your mind is disconnected from your body, you see yourself opening your mouth and the words coming out, "Please.... "

"Please what?" I retort.

"Please.. don't stop..." you say weakly.

"I don't think my men can hear you. You need to speak louder than that." I reply.

"PLEASE... DON'T STOP." you manage to say. I laugh and so does everyone else.

"That's not enough my dear... what is it you want us to do? SAY IT." I pull your hair back hard, causing your head to jerk back and your breasts to push forward.

"Please use me, use my body any way you want. My mouth, my pussy, my ass are yours to fuck and use. Cum inside me and all over me. Please... please... I need it... " you lose all control as you scream out your inner lusts.

"Good, good girl. Now we shall oblige." I say and you begin to feel a dozen different hands descend all over your body, feeling every inch and every crevice. "Now it begins" I say.

~~ The End of Part 1 ~~