Selina's body was lay flat against the sandy ground. She was sure they'd feel her heartbeats vibrating underneath their feet. Selina was hiding behind a pile of rocks, praying that the dozen men on the other side would move on soon. They were enemy soldiers, part of the army that had invaded her land and she didn't know what they'd do to her if they found her.
Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching. "I'm going for a piss behind them rocks" a voice yelled. Oh no... The footsteps got closer and then- "What the-?"
Before she realised what was happening, two strong hands were dragging Selina up from the ground and carrying her towards the rest of the soldiers.
"Look what I found sarge! A little bitch trying to hide from us!"
The soldier that had found her plonked Selina back onto her feet and she looked around to discover she was stood in the middle of a circle. A circle of enemy soldiers.
The Sergeant was a tall, dark, older man. Would have been gorgeous if he wasn't potentially about to murder her. He stared at Selina, taking in the petite, curvy figure in her ripped, dusty white dress. Her long dark hair was loose and tangled around her exposed shoulders which were narrow and smooth.
"Check her for weapons." the sergeant said sternly.
The soldier who had discovered her hiding behind the rocks eagerly jumped forwards and stood in front of her. He was so close that Selina could feel his hot breath on her neck.
Smirking, the soldier ran his rough hands up her smooth thighs and pressed them against the crotch of her white french knickers. Then he moved his hands round to her round, pert bottom and gave them a hard squeeze, winking at her.
He then stroked his hands over her arched back, round the front to her taut stomach and then upwards towards her breasts.
"That's enough." the sergeant commanded.
Laughing the soldier moved away from Selina and asked his sargeant what they'd do next.
"Bring her to camp." he instructed.
As the soldier went to throw Selina over his shoulders, Selina decided to try and make a run for it. She darted through a gap in a circle, her bare feet sacking against the hard ground. She thought she might have a chance for a second but almost straight away a soldier caught up to her and grabbed her round the waist, lifting her up into the air like she was weightless.
"Let go of me!" she screamed, kicking her legs and slashing her arms through the air, hoping to make contact with something, anything. But the soldier carrying her laughed and hoisted her up so he was carrying her in a fireman's lift.
Although she couldn't see who was carrying her, she could see the sergeant marching behind.
"You'll pay for that later" he warned.
