The rebels
of Colonel Fahim are trying to overthrow the incompetent government. They
demanded more rights for the Islamic people, no more decadence of the Western
world. Islam must be restored to its historic roots. They began their journey in
At night,
from a distance they saw the city of
Silently,
they used the stairs to find the living quarters. Hasan carefully located each
bedroom. In one room, he saw a young girl, no more then twenty for sure. Her
breasts were still firm and seem to defy gravity. Her face was pale in contrast
to his brown face. She was obviously not a native Egyptian. He signalled two
privates to guard the room. His search continued. At the end of the hall, he found
the last bedroom. He signalled the other privates to assist him. Colonel Fahim
watched from the end of the hall. His lieutenant and his privates entered the
room. Shouting was heard and quickly it ended.
Colonel
Fahim, wearing traditional army clothing entered the room. His body wasn’t as slim
as it once was. His hair had started to turn grey. His cigarette smoke soon filled
the small room. The mayor, shaking and perspiring, looked at Hasan’s gun and at
the Colonel.
“What do
you want?” he asked, not sure of himself.
“We have come
to free the country of the infidels,” The Colonel spoke up. He nodded to Hasan
to lower his weapon.
“As we
speak, my men are searching for Western influences. Especially American movies
or music. Our traditions must be restored. Any foreigners they encounter will
be killed.” He continued.
“Please, I
didn’t anything wrong. Please let me live! By Allah, let my daughter live.” The
mayor pleaded for his family’s life.
“You mean
that foreign woman sleeping in that bedroom? You disgust me! How dare you!
Having an infidel daughter. As a mayor, you truly are incompetent.”
Enraged,
the Colonel took his gun from its holster and shot it. The mayor’s shirt became
drenched with blood and after a few moments he was dead. The girl in the next
bedroom screamed. Fahim and his men entered the girl’s bedroom. They looked at
the scared women in the corner of the room, covering her face with a sheet.
“What’s
your name, infidel?” The colonel inquired.
The woman
didn’t answer. He took away her sheet. She automatically used her hands to
cover her face. Two privates took her arms apart and she was confronted by the
intruders. The colonel slapped her.
“Come to
your senses! What’s your name?”
“My father,
what happened to him?” she asked quietly.
“He’s dead.
What’s your name?” he asked more firmly.
She was
shocked to hear her father was dead. She didn’t cry; she was too scared they
would shoot her or worse. Her eyes were swollen and her pupils dilated. She
looked at the Colonel’s old rugged face.
“My name
is,” she sobbed “
“What? That
sounds like a Christian’s name. You mean you’re a whore?”
“I’m not
that kind of girl.” She answered protesting.
“Sure you
are, all Christians are whores.”
Colonel
Fahim briefly paused.
“Are you
cut?” the colonel inquired.
“What do
you mean?” the girl asked, still sobbing.
Fahim
nodded his lieutenant to spread her legs. She protested but he pointed his gun
at her face; she let him do what he had been told. She didn’t wear any panties.
Only the Colonel took a closer look.
“Damn,
she’s a whore! She’s uncut. By Allah, these foreigners are perverse.”
She
understood what he meant. Trying to regain her strength she said:”I’m not a
whore. It’s wrong to be cut.”
“Aren’t you
familiar with the teachings of the Sheik Ghazi Burhan Ihaa? Every woman should
be circumcised, as it is required by Islam. A woman should not commit adultery.
A woman, when she enjoys her body, she will be unfaithful.” The colonel
rebuked.
“You’re now
our captive and you’ll serve us. That will be your punishment. Firstly, we’ll
go to the town square and show the people that the mayor is dead and we have captured
his filthy whore.”
The colonel
hit her in the head with his gun; she lost consciousness.
They went
to the town square, where people were watching what the Rebel Army was up to.
Not many women were present. A table was being put up. Colonel Fahim and his
men walked up to it. The hooded woman was bound on the table. Fahim wetted his
lips.
“Friends,
as you know we occupied this city. This is the second city we have conquered
and it will not be our last. We don’t do this without a reason. We want to
restore Islam to its historic roots. It must be pure! Your mayor gave
accommodation to this infidel. We want to put an example to everybody present.
The whore is uncut!”
The public
gasped. A moment passed. The people started murmuring. Colonel Fahim waited
until it ended. He took his sharp knife and raised it into the air.
“People,
you’re free to join us. Resist us and you’ll face the consequences!” he continued.
He nodded
Hasan to remove
“Ah, she’s
awake! Look who has been sleeping.” He said, while waving his knife in front of
her.
“We have a
surprise for you.”
“Please
don’t. I’m begging you. I’m wealthy. I can give you anything you want.”
“You dumb
slut, you just don’t get it, do you? We don’t need your corrupt money. Now, be
quiet!” He said.
He again
showed his knife to her, slowly lowering it across her body. She trembled each time
it briefly touched her. The sun shone heavily on her body. He poked her belly, she twitched. The public
watched intensely. He used the cold flat side of his knife to press against her
hot vagina. The girl shivered. Then, he carefully pressed the sharp point of
his knife against her clitoris; leaving it intact. The woman tried to move her
body away from it. But each time, her body returned to its original position.
At the end, she gave up trying to move. He pressed his knife under her clit,
raising it slightly. He heard the women breathe quickly and deeply. She closed
her eyes, clenched her teeth and took a quick deep breath. The man was
unmerciful when he cut her clit away.
“A nice
tight hole, just as a woman should be.” The Colonel commented.
When the
medic left, Fahim continued: “Friends of Islam, let’s make this woman eat her
own infidel parts.”
He went to
her and took
“Open your
mouth, girl. You need to eat.”
“If you
don’t do what I say, I’ll cut off one of your fingers too.” Fahim added.
The girl
didn’t react. The colonel didn’t hesitate to cut off her left pinkie. The
woman, screamed. Her eyes were wide open.
“This calls
for a celebration.” One of the men said.
All the
rest agreed. A party was set up. Of course, no alcohol was being served. There
was much food. The men danced and sang songs. The colonel and lieutenant Hasan
went to bed early. However, the lieutenant couldn’t get much sleep. He stood up
and heard murmuring. He wanted to know what they were saying, just out of
curiosity. There was a campfire with men surrounding it.
“The
Colonel and his men are just the people this country needs.” One of men said.
The man he
spoke to was slightly unhappy although he had been celebrating.
“What’s the
matter?”
“I…I…” the
unhappy man stuttered.
“Speak up.”
“I’m still
a virgin. I wanted to fuck that whorish cunt.”
The other
man gasped. He pretended he didn’t hear it. But he found himself unable to
speak. Hasan thought it was time to intervene. He approached them and
introduced himself.
“I’m Hasan,
a loyal supporter of Colonel Fahim. I’m one of his lieutenants. I’m sorry I’ve
overheard your conversation. I couldn’t get to sleep.” He said apologising.
“That’s all
right.” One of the unknown men said.
“Who’s the
virgin? If you join the army, we’ll make a man of you. It’s guaranteed.”
Unsettled,
the virgin quickly responded: “I am. I want to enlist. My name is Darim.”
“So, be it.
Tomorrow when we march to the Water Oasis, you’ll learn how to help the army.
In exchange, we’ll help you.” Hasan continued.
“Now let’s
get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day. Especially for you, Darim.”
Hasan went
to his tent and the others went to their homes. Darim could not fall asleep. He
thought about the army, about what would happen to him. He was never a part of
something this big before. He felt he could make difference. After a long time,
his eyes finally closed. He managed to
get a few hours of sleep, after all.
“Darim, we’ve arrived
at the Water Oasis. You take care of the women. Give them some fresh air and
water,” Hasan, his lieutenant said.
Darim, now a few days
in the service of the Islamic Rebel army, had learned many things. He was a
private. He was able to shoot guns, although he wasn’t familiar with all types
of guns. Because of his training, he had to do a lot of pushups which made him
noticeably confident. He wasn’t a citizen with a normal job anymore. The army had
become his new life. He unloaded the women and did what he’d been told. The
other men were either resting or drinking water from the wells.
“Drink, whore,” The
private said harshly.
Darim didn’t remove her
blindfold and inspected her. Her wounds were healing. He used some of his water
to clean her. She looked nicer. Her breasts, still firm and ripe, attracted
Darim. He had never seen a woman naked before. He stared at her.
“So, Darim what do you
think of the women?” his lieutenant interrupted.
Darim snapped out of
it and quickly replied:”I especially like the foreign one. Those blond hairs
would make any man blind. It was the first time I saw a blond in real life.
Only the West has such women.”
“I understand what you’re
talking about. Only Western society has these whorish blondes. That’s why
they’re extremely rare in Islamic countries,” Hasan replied.
“Are all the women from
Marsa?” his private inquired.
“No, some are from El
Faladim. Some were prostitutes. Others cheated on their husbands. We even caught
one having sex with a foreigner.”
Darim instinctively
gasped.
“As for you Darim,
we’ll teach you how to have sex. Are you ready?”
“More ready than I’ll
ever be.”
“Which one do you
want?”
“The whore of course,”
Was Darim’s predictable answer.
Hasan whistled and two
guards showed up to assist him. He asked them to remove her blindfold and to
hold her into place.
“This is Darim’s lucky
day.” The lieutenant explained without much thought.
“Spread her legs!”
Hasan brutally told the guards.
He looked at
“What are you talking
about? I’m still a virgin,”
The men looked at each
other for a moment. Then they started to laugh out loud.
“For a woman, you’re
pretty funny,” Hasan observed.
“We might want to keep
you around.”
“Our friend Darim is also a virgin,” he laughed. “What are the odds of
two virgins having sex?”
He broke off a stick
from the bush and showed it to
“Do you know what this
is for?” Hasan asked.
He ordered one of the
guards to cover her mouth with his hands.
“Look, she has a nice
tight hole.” Hasan said to his private.
“As a virgin, you
should have the honor to fuck her first with this stick. Put this in her,” He
said.
Darim unsurely accepted his lieutenant’s stick,
waited for a moment and then penetrated the whore with it.
“Don’t be so slow with
it, Darim. Women don’t like men who hesitate; they love a man who takes
charge.”
“That’s better. Now,
try to do it more rhythmically and a little harder,” His lieutenant instructed.
“That’s much better.
Soon, you’ll be fucking her for real. Now, you notice women have two holes. So
far, you’ve only utilized one. Slowly insert it into her poop hole; it’s much
more sensitive than her vagina.”
Darim removed his stick
from her vagina and slowly inserted it in her asshole.
“This can’t be
happening to me! First my father, then the public humiliation, and now this,”
She thought.
She started to jerk
more and started to protest louder, despite the hand on her mouth. She tried to
bite the hand. The guard who was covering her mouth,
had to withdraw his hand several times. The lieutenant observed this and
whistled once more. Again, two soldiers appeared. He demanded that they bring the
woman, Kunya. When they returned, she was put next to
The lieutenant
instructed Darim to stop fucking
“Now, Darim, a woman
will perform oral sex.” Hasan said to his pupil.
“But how are we going
to do that if she’s a biter?” Darim said.
“That’s why I brought
Kunya here. Not for your easy sexual gratification but for how to convince
troublesome women.”
“How?” Darim asked,
more impatient.
“Watch and observe.”
Hasan nodded a guard
to remove his hand on her mouth. He said: “Whore, you want to suck cock?”
“I’ll bite it off!”
she strongly protested.
“I wouldn’t be so sure
about that.” The lieutenant said teasing.
“I’ll bite off your
balls, too! You’ll be unable fuck your wife or any other women!” Said the furious
“You’re a stupid cunt;
don’t you know what we’ll do with you?”
“Take a close look to
your left. You’ll see Kunya, a woman of El Faladim. She betrayed her husband
with a foreigner. If you don’t do what you’re told, you might end up like her.”
Unsettled,
“What’s the matter,
slut? Can’t you handle it? Look at her again.” Hasan said.
“I said: look at Kunya
again,” Hasan reiterated.
He turned her head so
she had to look at Kunya.
“Open your eyes,
whore! Look at Kunya! Look at her!” the lieutenant brutally said.
“Don’t you like what
you saw?” Hasan demanded.
“Why…why…why is
she…smiling?”
“She’s glad we didn’t
cut off her tits as well,” Hasan explained.
“Enough of this talk!
We need to make a man of this virgin! Put your dick into her mouth.”
Darim obeyed without
hesitation.
“Slut, you know what
to do.”
“Infidel, suck his
cock! Or do you want to end up like her? Maybe we can start with your other
pinkie.”
“Don’t you know how to
give a good blowjob?” he said to
The girl reluctantly
obeyed. The soldiers who had brought Kunya stood idly
watching.
Hasan looked at them
and signaled that they could have pleasure with Kunya.
“That’s enough, Darim.
If she sucks your dick longer, you might cum in her mouth. Now, it’s time to
fuck her. You saw what we did with the stick. Now, do that with your stiff cock.”
Darim excitingly obeyed. He slowly inserted his
penis in her vagina. The small hole made it hard to penetrate her. Eventually
he succeeded. He started pounding her; slow at first, later on it was more
convincing.
“That’s good Darim.
Now try the other hole. Women have a reason for having two holes.”
The soldier, exhausted
from the blowjob and fucking her, finally inserted his penis in her asshole. It
didn’t take him long to orgasm.
“That’s very good,
Darim. You’re officially a man now. Let us celebrate this occasion.” His
lieutenant said.
The other soldiers
were amused. They were pissing on Kunya, telling her the piss was the only
thing she could drink. She was trying to catch the pee in her mouth but fell
over in the hot sand. They grabbed her and made sure she was sitting straight
up.
Hasan and his private
went celebrating. The soldiers were allowed to use the whores. They didn’t wait
long to take advantage of it. But the lieutenant instructed them to stay away
from
In the morning, the
rebel army stopped in the desert. They needed a break in order to conquer the
city of
“You’ll need your
shot.” He said vaguely.
The lieutenant, who
always keeps an eye on the women, approached him.
“Doctor Abdul, what
are you planning to do with these women?”
The doctor looked at
Hasan.
“Not all the women,
just this one.” He nodded towards
Abdul Kadir thought of
the studies he briefly attended at the
“She needs her shot.”
The doctor told Hasan.
The lieutenant, not knowing
anything about medicine, nodded it was ok. Abdul brought up a syringe from his
coat. He looked at one of other women. He poked Kunya with it. The woman, lying
dehydrated, didn’t move. She merely opened her eyes and closed them again. The
doctor extracted blood from the limbless lady. After he was finished, he made
sure the syringe didn’t contain air in it.
“This will make you
invincible to diseases you might get.” The doctor said dryly.
Then he injected
“God knows what
diseases Kunya might have. What happens if I don’t have the same blood type as
her?” The poor girl wondered.
More soldiers were
awake. Darim smiled as he approached the women. He
immediately searched for
“Come on here,” Hasan
said, friendly.
“Good morning, everybody!”
Darim said, not forgetting what he did yesterday.
“Aren’t you in a
cheery mood. Well, I’ll leave you to it.” Doctor noticed.
Abdul Kadir said
goodbye and left them, on his way to inspect other soldiers who might require
his services.
Darim looked at the
blonde and immediately wanted to have to sex. Hasan saw his greedy eyes and
stopped him preventively.
“You got to learn
Darim, to control your feelings or else women will play with them” His mentor
said.
As expected, his
private stopped to listen to him.
“Now, a woman should
do what a man pleases. Do you have some thought of what you want to do with
her?” The lieutenant inquired.
Darim looked at
“Well?” Hasan
demanded.
“I want to see those
nipples stretched each day. Let the whore have real pain. Let her have her
nipples stretched all the time, whether she likes it or not!” Darim said
excitingly.
“Great idea!” Hasan
said, feeling Darim’s sadistic nature “I recommend making her nipples hard
before we stretched them, that way, her nipples will always be hard.”
Darim looked surprised; he didn’t understand what
Hasan had said. The lieutenant ignored his surprised face. He looked at
“What do you say,
slut? Are you ready to get your nipples pierced?”
“I’m not a slut! I’ll
bite your fingers if you try!” The woman said.
Hasan whistled and a
man appeared. The new private was instructed to remove the woman’s bondage. The
whore lay on her back and the private restrained her arms manually. A handkerchief
was put firmly into her mouth. Darim restrained her legs, but looked at her
intensely. Hasan wetted his fingers.
“Darim, if you want to
get a woman’s nipples hard, wet your finger. Make slow circular motions around
her nipple, sometimes touch the nipple briefly. It should get hard quickly.”
Darim watched Hasan.
“They looked swollen
but they’re still gorgeous.” He informed Hasan.
The lieutenant looked
around for something to pierce her nipples with, but found nothing. With his
hand; he went through the desert sand and much to his surprise he discovered
two rusty nails.
“Yes! We can pierce
her with this!” He said enthusiastically.
“Is it safe?” His
interested private inquired.
“Of course it is, the
doctor gave her a shot, don’t you remember?”
Darim nodded
agreeably.
Instead of commenting
Hasan said: “She’ll bleed from her vagina every month. It lasts on average for
six days. But you can still fuck her of course.”
Darim, still impressed,
took rope into his hands. Then he wound it around one of
The poor woman was
almost unconscious. Her ribs were clearly visible. Her head was bald and some
flies bothered her. Her skin looked dull and was no longer elastic. A couple of
soldiers were having fun with her. She tried to moan but it lacked rhythm. A
man came on her head. He caressed her, spreading the cum. Her scalp gleamed.
The soldiers laughed at her.
“Maybe that will
regrow your hairs, bitch!” A man said.
Another man came in
her mouth. Once she was aware what it was, she swallowed it immediately. She
ate anything that she could get hold of. Then another man was having anal
intercourse with her. He removed his dick and put it into Kunya’s mouth. The
woman, smelled faeces but she licked the man’s private parts clean despite
her dry tongue.
“You like that, slut?”
The soldier inquired.
Kunya, still too
exhausted, didn’t hear him.
The private anally
fingered her, after a while dried poop came out. The woman didn’t hesitate to
lick the soldier’s fingers clean.
“Now for desert; a rolled
pancake, made in
Kunya didn’t give it
much thought; she swallowed whatever it was in her mouth. She might not get
anything to eat for the rest of the day. While the soldiers amused themselves,
the doctor reappeared.
“This woman needs
water,” was his dry comment.
A soldier laughed and
he showed his flaccid penis and started to pee the woman. He aimed for her
head, breasts and her vagina. A few other men followed his example. Kunya tried
to catch the pee in her mouth but most of the time she missed. She kept trying though. It was hard for her
to aim because she had to keep her eyes closed. Once in a while she fell over
and then they put her back in position. Her body shone; it was soaking wet.
Victoria, who was
watching from a distance, looked horrified. Not only couldn’t she believe what
happened to Kunya, she also felt pain and her blood was dripping. Her hard
stretched nipples didn’t feel comfortable. Her own nipples felt restrained
between her body and the rusty nails. Despite the fact she knew it would hurt
to take them out, she wanted to remove them. But Hasan and his men were still
restraining her, waiting for her to pass out. Darim watched intensely.
“Darim,” said Hasan,”maybe
we should teach the whore how to give a better blowjob. You only tried a
regular blowjob.”
Darim tried his best
to hide his surprised look. But his mentor noticed.
To
The girl, still in shock,
didn’t hear them.
Hasan reiterated his
words but the girl still didn’t hear. He cursed and he wished he had found
three nails.
“Darim, hit the slut.”
“But I-“, he broke off
“Hit her! You’re a man!”
Darim used all his
strength to hit her convincingly. Still,
the woman didn’t react. Hasan left his position and cut her remaining pinky.
The woman jerked and instinctively looked at her bleeding hand. Hasan took her
arm and showed his blood drenched knife to her. Her eyes were either focused on
the lieutenant or on the knife. Hasan repeated his words for the final time and
she quickly started to suck Darim’s cock.
“Do it harder, infidel,”
Hasan commented.
Soon Darim’s cock
became hard; he smiled.
“Now Darim, let’s put
her into position.”
The private didn’t
understand but he was accustomed not to questioning orders. They put
“Whore,” he said, “now
you’ll deep throat Darim.”
“I don’t want to-“
But Darim anticipated
well and he inserted his penis before she could finish what she intended to
say.
“Put your penis as
deep as possible,” the lieutenant instructed.
“I can’t! There’s
something in the way,” The private said panicking.
“That’s her throat
resisting. You have to keep pushing it until you get through. Don’t give up
now!”
At last, Darim
succeeded. But he was unable to put his whole penis in her throat. The girl soon
made gagging sounds.
“You’ve got to find
the angle to insert your cock fully,” His lieutenant instructed.
Darim experimented and
was able to insert his dick completely. He enjoyed his blowjob.
“Don’t think about
cumming.”
But instead of Darim
having an orgasm, she puked heavily. The private wanted to stop but Hasan
nodded he must go on.
“The puke is good sign;
it means you’ve a long penis. Just keep pounding her. Repeat until she stops
puking. Some saliva might come out as well.”
The proud private
continued. Indeed, the puke stopped like Hasan told him.
“Now comes the
difficult part. You’ve got to pound as fast as possible; have a quick orgasm,
remove your penis from her. Then forcefully close her mouth with your hands,
pull her head backwards, so she automatically swallows your wad. It’s important
to keep her mouth closed; she’ll try to cough and puke.” Hasan elaborated.
Darim excitingly
obeyed. The girl made muted coughing sounds, she also tried to puke. But at the
end she swallowed his sperm. The private released his hand. She gasped several
times for air. The girl coughed, tried to puke but she was unsuccessful. The
private lay down in the sand, his body was sweaty. He too, gasped for air. The
sky was light blue, he loved it. His body still trembled. Hasan decided to give
him some rest and privacy. He nodded all his privates to give Darim and the
whore some privacy. Then he instructed them to find nails because it might
damage the tires of jeeps and trucks. But he had other plans with the nails.
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