Two soldiers are pushing a girl along a hallway into a study, a fire crackles in the hearth and along the opposite wall there is an old brown leather sofa. There sits the captain, he is tall and heavily built wearing a very smart grey uniform with shiny black leather boots, he is holding a pistol. The girl looks as though she has been dragged through the countryside for miles, her hair is a complete mess, her clothes are torn and she is covered in dirt and bruises. ‘Remove her dress.’ The captain orders the soldiers, they quickly respond by ripping what remains of the fabric from her body leaving her standing in only her underwear. She is curvaceous with wide hips and a small waist. Her entire body is covered with cuts and bruises, she has taken a serious beating and been raped by the soldiers who brought her in. She can feel the warmth of the fire on her skin. The captain stands up and walks slowly towards her, he reaches out and cups her face in his hand before lifting her head up to look into her eyes. She spits at him, her hatred burning into him for the earlier actions of his soldiers. In response he slaps her face before grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her down hard onto her knees, then he tells one of the soldiers to cuff her. As soon as the steel handcuffs have been secured he dismisses both the soldiers.
He pushes her head down to the floor and places his foot across the back of her neck, ‘You anarchic slut, you are stuck here now and you will live and die at my whim, do you understand?’ She remains silent and he drops to the floor, placing the pistol to her forehead he repeats ‘do you understand?'
‘Yes.’ She says, gritting her teeth. He runs the pistol across her cheek and down to her mouth playing with her lips, slowly running the end of the barrel back and forth along them. He allows her to sit up and looks directly into her eyes as he slides the pistol into her mouth and commands her to suck it. She has no choice but to follow his orders, she closes her lips around the cold metal as he slides the pistol in and out of her mouth.
‘That’s good,’ he says, ‘but do you have any idea how many of your countrymen I have shot with this pistol, what kind of a slut does that make you?’ He grabs her hair again to ensure that she cannot pull away as he firmly pushes the gun right to the back of her throat, watching her face as he controls her actions. ‘Do you know what kind of man I am?’ she ignores him so he continues ‘I’m a sadist, it is my pleasure to give you displeasure, I will take great pleasure in your pain and suffering.’
He reaches down and locates her nipples and squeezes them hard, he pulls her breasts up and she groans in pain. ‘Does that hurt?’ he asks.
‘Yes.’ she answers.
‘Good, now look at my trousers, you see how much hurting you turns me on, I think you are in for a very long afternoon.’ He stands up and pulls the girl to her feet by her hair, she stumbles a little but he steadies her before pushing her up a staircase then into a bathroom where a full tub is waiting. ‘Get in!’ he orders. She steps slowly into the bath of freezing water, he pushes her down in the tub and forces her head under the water, he holds her there watching her thrash about. He lets her up for air then ask for her wrists.
‘What for?’ she asks.
‘Don’t ask stupid questions you worthless piece of shit, give me your wrists NOW!'
‘Why the hell should I?’
He plunges her head back under the water holding her there, watching bubbles leak from her mouth and nose. She raises her arms out of the water. He lets her head up and unfastens the cuffs then he throws a bar of soap into the tub ‘Strip and wash!’ he says.
‘You think I am going to remove what’s left of my clothing in front of scum like you?’
‘Yes, do it!’
‘No way.’
‘Do it!’ he says as he leans over and slaps her face hard.
‘You really are evil.’ She says, slowly unfastening her bra and sliding it down her arms.
‘Make sure you scrub properly.’ He watches as she raises one leg out of the water and covers it with soap, loving every minute, enjoying the sight of her limbs covered in soapsuds. 'Did you come when my soldiers fucked you?’
‘They did not fuck me,’ she snapped at him, ‘they raped me!’
‘Indeed. So did you come? I bet you did, I bet you fucking loved it.’ He watches as she ignores him and soaps the other leg before placing it back in the water and cleaning both her arms. She continues washing, her face, neck and breasts before slowly working down and cleaning between her legs. ‘You like touching yourself there don't you?’ She ignores his comments as she struggles to wash away the shame from earlier events.
He steps back to the bath and again plunges her head under the water, she grabs the sides of the bath and tries to pull herself back up, she is no where near strong enough to fight him so she grabs his arms and digs her nails into his flesh. He shakes her head under the water, driving the air out of her body, which falls limp; her arms drop back into the water. He drags her out of the tub and lays her on the floor, He places his mouth over hers and holds her knows before gently blowing into her, she begins to choke and coughs up filthy bath water into his mouth. He spits the water back onto her face and reaches round to cuff her hands behind her pulling her shoulders back and making her breasts jut out. Her nipples are hard and she is beginning to shiver as the water evaporates off her smooth skin rapidly.
He kneels in front of her and bends his head down, he begins chewing on and stretching her nipples. He reaches down between her thighs and jams two fingers into her cunt, roughly fucking her with them and rubbing her clitoris with his thumb. ‘Are you enjoying this, you slag?’ He says.
‘Get off me!’ she shouts. He responds by pushing another finger into her, then another, opening her up and stretching her.
‘This, my dear, is just a warm up.’
