All characters in this story are over 18.
This is a work of compete FICTION and FANTASY.
It is a fantasy world in which people's actions and reactions are not those of the real world and this story should not be taken seriously, or taken to reflect anything that should ever be done.
This work is just as divorced from reality as Lord of the Rings or Star Trek, it is Fantasy, and nothing more.
No one should ever take this as any reflection of reality.
This is part II in a series.
***
It had been more than ten hours since they left the bunker. They were riding in a pickup-truck style Humvee, with two seats in front and back of the passenger compartment, and a turret machine gun that was operated by one of the men standing up in the middle. The vehicle had rushed out of town, and Cindy had managed to get some sleep while the men drove into the wilderness where they hoped to avoid notice. Red was driving, with the Captain riding shotgun. Sarge was on the big gun, and Blondie and Cindy were in the back.
After they'd been driving for a while without seeing anyone, the Captian tilted his head back to Blondie and simply said, "O.K. Go ahead."
Cindy looked over to Blondie who was now looking her in the eye, as he undid his fly and brought out his thick, and already hard cock. Cindy couldn't help but be a little shocked, but then again, she did expect that they were not done using her. Not by a long shot.
Blondie said, "C'mon girl, time to earn your keep. Suck it."
Cindy knew it was pointless to protest. She looked back at him and said, "You know this is still rape, right?" Blondie nodded, and said, "Yep, now suck."
Cindy did.
She leaned over, and took his cock into her mouth. She started moving her mouth up and down on it as Blondie petted her blonde hair approvingly of her efforts. Cindy thought, If I have to do this, I might as well try to get it over with quick. She moved her hand down, into his pants, and started playing with his balls as she continued to slurp away at his penis. As soon as her fingers made contact with his balls she felt Blondie's whole body tighten up. His cock got noticeably harder in her mouth, and she knew she was pleasing him. After a few minutes Blondie started groaning in pleasure, and she felt his balls tighten up against his shaft. Right away, his hips bucked up into her, and he started spurting his cum into her mouth. Cindy continued sucking at his cock as he filled her mouth with semen. Once the flow subsided, Cindy swallowed the load, and pulled herself off.
Blondie was laying back and breathing hard, he seemed like he might pass out when the Captain told him to get on the gun. Blondie did up his fly and traded places with Sarge.
As soon as Sarge sat down, he too, opened his fly and took out his cock. Cindy started to lean down to suck it, but Sarge said, "No, I want that pussy again." Sarge gently pulled her over to him and sat her on his lap. He moved her skirt aside, and positioned her so she was facing forward, almost a seated reverse cowgirl. Cindy lowered herself onto his cock. Truth be told, she was a little turned on from making Blondie cum so hard, so Sarge had little trouble pushing his way into her pussy. Cindy started bouncing up and down on his cock, while Sarge gently thrust himself up into her.
Cindy started vigorously fucking herself on his cock, again, hoping to get this latest rape over with as quickly as she could. As she fucked Sarge, she occasionally caught the Captain looking back at her. He was discreet, but clearly had lust in his eyes as he watched her being fucked yet again. Why hadn't he taken his turn with me like the others? she wondered to herself. Sarge brought her out of her contemplation when she heard him groan, and felt him fill her pussy with his semen. Once she knew he was done unloading in her, Cindy pulled herself off of him. Some of his own cum dripped out of her pussy and dropped onto his pants. A very small amount of revenge, she supposed, as she sat back down in her seat and looked out the window, without saying a word.
***
They continued driving through the middle of nowhere. Cindy had been drifting in and out of sleep for more than an hour when all hell broke loose.
She heard Blondie yell, "Contact left! Contact left!" and then the machine gun opened up with the loudest noise she had ever heard. The machine gun was quickly followed by a chorus of gunfire seeming to come from everywhere. There was a loud bang, which rocked the entire Humvee, and the vehicle came to a screeching halt. Blondie kept firing the machine gun like crazy and the Captain lept into action.
"Sargeant, stay with her. Keep her safe." He turned to Blondie, "Keep suppressing, Red you're with me." The Captain and Red shot off like lightning. Cindy couldn't tell where they were going.
Sarge pushed her out the door to the right, and rushed out behind her. Sarge pushed her down nest to the wheel well by the engine, trying to get her as much cover as he could, while he shielded her with his body. The gunfire from the left kept coming, but then more gunfire erupted from the right. Sarge quickly moved in between her and incoming fire and started shooting back with his rifle. Cindy just curled up on the ground trying to make herself as small as possible. She couldn't tell where the men shooting at her were, and she couldn't tell what Sarge was shooting at, but she heard the bullets crack into the Humvee near her.
There were two especially loud cracks, and Cindy felt Sarge fall back violently. Just as quick as he fell, he pushed himself back up to his knees, and kept shooting back, this time only using his right arm. His left arm hung limply at his side, and Cindy thought she saw blood on it.
Sarge kept shooting, and after a few more shots, the fire stopped. All of it. Then nothing but silence. Suddenly she could hear everything, Sarge breathing hard, her own heart pounding in her chest. She could even hear the Captain and Red calling to each other in the distance. They were verifying that the "targets" were down.
After a few minutes Captain and Red came running up to them, this time from the left. The Captain saw Sarge's bleeding arm, and immediately went to work bandaging him up and cleaning the wound.
"Doesn't look so bad," He said, "in and out, and didn't hit bone or artery."
Sarge said, "Yeah, just trying to get another purple heart, I like the attention." Clearly this was meant as a joke, because the other three men started laughing. Blondie asked Red, "Did you get 'em all?"
"The Captain did," Red said, nodding towards the Captain who was still working on Sarge's arm.
Without looking back the Captain said, "Bullshit Red, you got one, and I'd have been dead without your supporting fire. Now quite kissing ass, and go change out that blown tire."
Red smiled and went to work on the tire.
They were up and driving again in ten minutes.
***
That night they headed to an abandoned Iraqi Army building in the middle of nowhere. Miles before they got there the men blacked out the lights of the Humvee. When they got within half a mile, the Captain, Blondie and Red got out and silently snuck up on the blacked out building while Sarge stayed in the Humvee with Cindy. The men were all business. As they cleared the building to make sure no one was inside.
A few minutes later the Captain signaled Sarge that the building was empty. Sarge pulled the car up and he and Cindy got out. Blondie walked up to Sarge and said, "We hit the jackpot here Sarge. No bad guys, isolated with no good approaches. We can set up a few claymores and no one will get anywhere near us. There's even a shower with running water." The Captain interrupted saying, "We're setting watch anyways. Everyone get yourselves cleaned up, I'll watch first."
The building was small. Four rooms with two showers. The men started setting up their mats and sleeping bags on the floor of the main entry room. Red and Blondie went outside, presumably to set up the claymores and booby traps. Sarge walked Cindy to what he said was "her room."
Cindy couldn't believe it. There was a bed, and her own bathroom with a shower. They were giving her the bed while they slept on the floor. Of course, on second thought, Cindy suspected the bed might be used for more than just a good nights sleep.
Cindy went to the bathroom and cleaned up a little. When she walked back out, Sarge was still in the room.
"How's your arm?" She asked, looking at his blood stained uniform.
"It'll be fine." He said, as if a bullet wound was no big deal. "Seriously, just a graze, it'll be fine."
Sheepishly, she said, "You saved my life back there."
"I know." He said, again, as if it were no big deal.
 
                             
                         
                         
                         
                         
                         
                                 
                                 
                                 
                                