01 Capture
Restlessly, she shifts on the lumpy mattress. It gives her no comfort as she begins to wake up. Her thoughts begin to clear and recent events begin to flood back into her mind; picking up the man with the case, the eye scanner, he wildly talking about being followed, him hiding the case in a cave, then the explosion. She quickly opens her eyes as she remembers the explosion and sees she is in a dimly lit room with no windows and a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling on a 3 ft cord. The walls are old and pockmarked cinder blocks decorated with chipped paint and water stains. A rusted metal door with prison style sliding panels is set into the wall on the opposite side of the room. The sound of footsteps from outside cause her to twist toward the door, and she then sees that one of her wrists is chained to the old metal bed frame.
"Hello? Anybody there? Hello?" she says, her dry throat causing her voice to crack.
A few muffled words come through the door as the slot in the door slides and a set of eyes peers in from outside.
"Fuck." she says under her breath and just sits there and stares back at the set of eyes at the door. The door opens and a tall man wearing a face concealing hood comes in and approaches the bed.
He says "Hello Private, what is your name?"
She glares at the man, "Go fuck yourself!" she replies and then spits at him.
"I was hoping we could at least start friendly." He says as he wipes a bit of spittle from his neck. "I would like to offer you a chance to save yourself and your comrades further misfortune."
"Fuck you," she snaps back "I'm not telling you anything!"
"Your vehicle met a civilian. This man is known to us to have been a member of your CIA. He is now dead but he had a stolen case in his possession." he stops, looking at the young woman intently. "For your sake, I hope he told one of your comrades where he stashed it."
With hate filled eyes she says, "I do not know what you are talking about."
He snaps his fingers and two more men, dressed and masked like the first enter the room, one holding another set of handcuffs. ""That is too bad." he says calmly.
"Oh is it now?'' She replies back cockily, "cause I really don't know what you are talking about"
The two men approach the cot and the young woman begins to stand up and defend her self. She moves quickly and skillfully but the men are quicker. She kicks and catches the one on the left between the legs but the two men manage to grab her free arm and bind her wrists with the second set of cuffs. They unlock the first set of cuffs and lift her off the bed.
"Come Private lets see what your unit has to say." says the man as he exits the room.
"Where the fuck are you taking me you assholes?'' she yells as they haul her thrashing form down a decrepit hallway that leads out to a large old garage of some sort. She screams, "I don't know anything so just leave me the fuck alone."
She continues struggling against the two men dragging her but they manage to securely hold her as they take her to the center of the garage. They place her back on her feet and lift her arms up to a hook hanging from above and attach this to the cuffs.
Distracted by hooking her to the chain, they lose their grip and she manages to kick and connect to the left one's face. His head pop's back and he stumbles back dazed, probably missing a tooth. She twists and prepares to attack the second thug when the whine of an electric winch begins to lift the chain, pulling her wrist taunt and forcing her to abandon fighting and balance on her toes. A hand grips the back of her collar and she feels the cold steel of a blade slip into her blouse. One sharp pull and the fabric begin to be cut.
She gasps and then glares at the man directing the others. "What the fuck are you doing?" she yells.
The two men pull at her blouse, and it rips down the middle. The cold air rushes over her exposed back as the leader calmly says. "Preparing you for the interrogation."
A slight shiver runs down her back and then she stands there with her head held as high as she says, "Why?!? I don't know anything so there is no point."
A hand pulls at the back of her pants and the same blade begins to saw at her belt. "You see Private, this interrogation is not about what you know. This interrogation is for them." As her pants are ripped apart she sees the 5 remaining members of her squad being brought in. They are all blindfolded and gagged and some are bandaged. Each is chained together by the ankle to a longer chain, which is then locked to a metal bracket on the wall. The guards force them down into a seated position one by one.
"They won't tell you anything either because they don't know anything either" She yells with defiance.
As they hear her they begin to thrash in their chains, but with a few well placed rifle butts to the backs of their heads, the most mobile are subdued.
"Go ahead interrogate me, I won't be able to tell you anything and neither will they." she says, her voice full of fire.
"We shall see." the leader replied quietly as he snaps his fingers and points at her. The two men near you begin to slice the arms and legs of her uniform until the fabric falls leaving her bare except for under garments and boots.
The leader walks over toward the rest of her squad and squats down, "Since you cannot see I will be telling you what is about to take place. Your lovely sister-in-arms is going to be raped." as he says those words all the Marines capable of standing begin to struggle against their bonds. The leader continues, "You can stop this if you give me what I want. The American agent. He stole a case and I must have it returned. You met with this spy and at some point the case was hidden. One of you knows where and if you tell me then she will be released." He walks back over to her and reaches out, sliding his hand across her chest. and then loudly he says "you can save her... just tell me what i want to know." as he rips her bra from her body.
He turns to the bound woman and she spits in his face then she loudly says, "Bullshit he's lying to you, nothing you will say will save me so keep your damn mouths shut."
The leader looks at one of the two men nearby and says. "Bring another chain."
Cockily, refusing to let fear creep into her voice she says "Ohhhh, he needs another chain"
As the other chain is lowered into position he instructs the man to place it around her left ankle. He then has it pulled up slowly.
"Oh is that all you got big man?" She says trying to keep a brave face.
"No, far from it," He says. "Since you believe that nothing will save you, perhaps we should just let things go the course and see how long they will be willing for you to suffer before they talk. You should conserve your spit..." as he rips the panties from her body "it is the only lubrication that my men will be using when they sodomize you."
She lets out a small shiver then trying to keep some control of what is about to happen she says. "Awwww, and I thought it was going to be you that would sodomized me, I guess you men have to do EVERYTHING for you, don't they?"
He walks behind her and slides one hand between her ass cheeks poking at her asshole with his thumb while undoing his pants with the other. "I will be fucking your ass, I just won't be using ANY lube." he slides his cock up guiding it to her tightest hole.
She lets out a small gasp "That's ok only pussies use lube." She barely manages to get out before he thrusts his cock against her asshole, pushing it until it is wedged in position tightly in her. He then grips her hips with both hands and pulls back impaling her ass with his shaft.
She lets out a scream as he begins to thrust in and out. The dry friction chaffs her tight ass. "Not so mouthy now are you?" he says as he buries his cock in deeply.
"I'm only mouthy cause I like you." She shakily says over her own screams.
"You like me, you American whore?" thrust "do you?"
She muffles a scream and stammers "Ahh aa..of course I like you." She bites her lip trying to hold it back but screams again. She then chokes out, "If I didn't why else would I let you fuck my ass.'' She lets another scream loose that is mixed with a moan. She realizes; with a shock, that she is actually deep down.. starting to like this. The leader reaches up and grips her hair. Pulling it back tightly as he continues the assault on her ass. He whispers "I heard that moan." And he speaks to one of his men and says "I do not think she likes me. I think she just likes cock. Come, Give her some more."
The man with the knife comes in front of her and drops his pants. He begins rubbing her cunt with his stiffening cock. "She is so wet." he says with a slight eastern European accent
