nothing had happened. In fact, public opinion had turned against him as a result of the films. Even the initially favorable American Media had turned against him. It was clearly impossible to understand these people.
Diana involuntarily tightened her spinster from shock when the general spoke to her in English. A thrust and a painful twist of her sensitive nipples reminded her not to fight him. She rested her head against the wall and tried to relax her whole body, hoping to get through her rape with as little pain as possible.
As I pass her I get a better look. She's Asian. a small girl, short black hair; the rest of her is hidden by a huge winter coat.
By the time she arrived at Rashid's headquarters, she had convinced herself that it was payback time.
General Rashid was, in his own mind at least, the modern reincarnation of Saladin, the warrior who had destroyed the Christian crusader kingdom almost exactly eight centuries before.
Diana hesitated. She was not prepared for the crude direct approach of the Iraqi Captain. She had expected captivity to be mostly mind games just as it had been at her training course.
Quickly, while she's dazed, I tape her wrists together behind her, and then her ankles. A loop around the ski mask, over her mouth, and I'm slamming the tailgate shut.
Rashid was pleased to find her so easy to penetrate. He loved the way her colon seemed to squeeze his cock as it burrowed inside her. As Diana's body arched up in an involuntary and futile attempt to escape her impalement, he drove his cock all the way into her.
Her body was shiny with sweat. Her thighs were covered with a sheet of cum which had run down her legs to dry in a white scum on her tanned skin. Diana's head rested on her chest as her body was jerked up and down like that of a puppet by the guard's thrusts.
Now the general was lashing Diana across her back, the end of the heavy belt just long enough to reach around her to strike the sensitive sides of her large breasts. The sheer weigh of the blows was driving Diana into the wall.
The pistol to her head, Diana stared in disgust at the dark stains on his half erect cock. Her stomach turned at the thought of where it had just been. But she was too frightened to refuse.
They tell us that the base he broadcast from was Al Mindhat, not Dhahran; the buildings are quite different. Nor is there any 417th fighter squadron or 250th fighter wing listed for your active air force. The Captain now intends to teach you a lesson in what happens when you lie to him."
Growing ever worse were the cramps in her intestines from the laxative. She felt as if she were going to explode. The pressure in her gut was indescribable. But no matter how hard Diana tried, the tape prevented her from relieving herself. She could only hang there in agony, covered in a cold sweat, and wait.
At a nod of Yazeed's head the guard to her right jabbed her hard in the kidney with a short wooden club, sending her to the floor doubled up in pain. As she lay there, she dimly heard the translator tell her that the Captain did not like speeches other than his own. Another order from Yazeed had the guard haul her to her feet by her hair.
It's good to be back in the warm truck, and driving. I'm on fire, watching her in the mirror as she squirms around.
pain seemed to Diana to go on forever as he rode her torn and bleeding ass and tried to rip her nipples off of her breasts with his fingernails. It was all she could do to lean her head against the wall and concentrate on breathing between screams.
Slowly, methodically, Rashid worked down her thigh backs and then back to her punished buttocks. He laid each stroke with care, ensuring that on her buttocks the new stripes crossed the old to increase Diana's pain. Then he moved up to the small of her back.
So one night I'm driving. Near the college, and it's late. Maybe 11:30PM. She's walking. I see her breath, puffs of white cotton that fade away as she steps into them. A dark figure, but definitely a girl.
Then the pain was gone as quickly as it had come, leaving the nude woman whimpering softly, her left breast tingling but strangely senseless. She kept her hands tightly clasp behind her head to avoid another shock for moving while she fearfully waited for Yazeed to continue.
Her muscular body was foreign to an Arab but nevertheless appealing. Not only did it arouse him, but it would serve his purposes well since she could suffer longer before she reached her physical limit. Only her neatly trimmed pubic hair repelled him.
To her disgust, he began running his hands over her breasts, weighing the heavy globes in his hands. As she clinched her fist in helpless fury, he smiled unpleasantly and spoke to the translator, giving his words emphasis by twisting her nipples.
The pain burned itself from her buttocks to her brain with each stroke. Almost as bad was the wait for the next stroke -- the pain still fresh in her mind. She screamed repeatedly but had no idea what she was screaming.
Yazeed spoke briefly. The younger man standing behind him translated, "You are in the custody of the security service. You are not a prisoner of war but a criminal guilty of crimes against the state of Iraq and will be treated accordingly. Your only hope for leniency is to cooperate fully."
Then the two men grabbed her muscular legs and bent them back until the lower legs were a foot above and parallel to the floor. A sharp order to the translator sent him to help the two guards by tying a rope around her booted feet and then to the ends of the bar. In a moment, Diana hung from the ceiling, her muscular arms supporting her entire weight, with her legs tied like the short leg of an "L" behind her.
He had been very disappointed by the failure of his propaganda broadcasts to energize an anti-war movement in the United States. Although he had provided numerous films to the American media featuring Diana Barker and four male pilots confessing to bombing hospitals and schools and professing eternal support for the "brave Iraqi People,"
Consumed with fear and guilt, Diana was losing touch with who and what she was and beginning to allow her captors to define her in their terms instead.
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