Lisa groaned quietly and pushed herself up onto her elbow, glancing at the lightly snoring figure of Colonel Martinez alongside her with a degree of loathing. The first early rays of sunlight were already filtering through the shabby curtains covering the window and she knew she should still be asleep but these days the need to pee was almost ever present and extremely difficult to resist.
For a minute or two she lay there in the bed, staring at the ceiling, knowing she would soon have to move but putting it off for as long as possible. Finally, unable to bear the discomfort any longer, she decided she would have to struggle up before she wet herself.
Getting up was becoming increasingly difficult now that she was six months pregnant and her belly had swollen substantially. Keeping as quiet as she could she rolled onto her hands and knees and slid off the mattress backwards, not wanting to wake the colonel who would probably want to fuck her again. Standing up straight she held her aching back and groaned inwardly again, the pressure on her bladder making her grimace as she shuffled off towards the bathroom.
Since being brought to the barracks to whore in soldier's brothel she had become the commandant's favourite and regularly shared his bed, which had the pleasing benefit of allowing her to use one of the few private toilets on the base.
Closing the door, she squatted on the seat, gently rubbing her belly as she peed, she thought back to her first days in the garrison whorehouse.
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She hadn't slept much that second night in the brothel, instead she had lain awake for most of the time waiting anxiously for whatever the morning would bring.
Maria and her two assistants had roused the women at eight o'clock by noisily throwing open the doors and shouting at them to get up for breakfast. Slowly Lisa slid off the bed and pulled on one of the thin cotton dresses she had been given before making her way outside to join the others.
Checking to make sure they were all present Maria led the small group across to the cantina for their first meal of the day. As usual several rebel troops gathered around to call out to the woman, making suggestive gestures and telling them how they would fuck them later.
Lisa, like the others, tried to block out their words but failed miserably and had to endure the taunts all the way across the parade ground.
"I can't do this." Marielle, the French girl whispered to Lisa as the group were led along.
"We don't have a choice. You have to." she replied quietly, "If you don't, they'll just replace you with someone else and you've no idea what they will do to you then."
Marielle paused at Lisa's response, "Y... y... you... really... t... think so?"
Lisa nodded and left the frightened French girl alone to contemplate what she would do.
Breakfast was what the girls would soon learn to be the normal morning meal; a thick oatmeal porridge, some fruit, usually a banana, and flat bread with coffee. Despite this and their concern over what was intended for them later in day the six women were famished and quickly devoured their food in virtual silence.
Once they were finished eating Maria and her two sour-faced assistants urged the group back onto their feet taking them across the compound to the showers.
Knowing the girls would be available to them later that day an even larger number of soldiers had gathered round the bathing facilities to witness the women washing. As the girls nervously approached the men began to call out to them, making comments about what they were going to do to the former high society wives.
"Hey baby, you want my dick?"
"I'm gonna fuck your pussy so hard puta!"
"Nice tits baby!"
Lisa took the lead, refusing to be cowed by the men she stripped off her shift and, ignoring the obscene shouts, stepped into the showers.
The rest of them, taking their direction from her, followed her into the cascading warm water to wash.
After drying themselves on the coarse towels they were given the six women dressed slowly before being led back to their rooms in the whorehouse to face the day. All of them were horrified to see a queue of at least a score of soldiers had already formed outside the entrance, the men all waiting to sample the new girls.
"You will all be good girls today." Maria addressed them outside the brothel building, "Anyone who fails to please will be punished severely."
She paused and looked at them, studying their faces as if to determine who would cause her the most problems.
"You will be available till five o'clock and then you will eat before returning for the evening. Is that clear to you all?" her tone made it obvious that she expected everyone to understand.
Her speech finished she clapped her hands, "Off to your rooms. Go!"
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"Carino! Where are you?" Colonel Martinez's voice jerked Lisa back to the present.
With a sigh she took some tissue to wipe between her legs and stood up from the toilet, naked, cradling her large belly and made her way back to the bedroom.
"Ah there you are Carino." The colonel looked up from the bed as Lisa walked back into the room.
"Yes I'm here." She stated flatly, moving towards him.
He grinned salaciously patting the mattress beside him, "Get me hard Carino. I want to fuck you again before I start the day."
Lisa loathed the pet-name the colonel had for her. Every time he used it, she would cringe inwardly while outwardly she would smile and respond as he wanted.
Climbing awkwardly back onto the bed she positioned herself on her knees, leaning over him, grasping his prick and guiding the soft flesh into her mouth.
"Uuuummmm.... Mmmmmmmm!" ignoring the foul taste of his unwashed cock she began to suck it, feeling the flaccid length slowly start to harden under her oral ministrations.
Her blonde hair fell across his body as her head bobbed driving her lips down and up along his sluggishly swelling shaft. Using her tongue to lash the tip of his prick every time she drew back, she quickly coated his organ with her saliva.
"Mmmnnggghhhmmm... Uunnnnfffffff!" greedily she slurped and sucked using every trick and technique that she had learnt over the last six months of whoring to get him erect.
Laying back, letting Lisa pleasure him, the colonel moaned softly, enjoying the sensation of his favourite prostitute's lips on his now throbbing cock.
"Ah Carino, ride me now." He finally gasped, pulling Lisa forcefully away by her hair.
Pushing herself up so she was kneeling Lisa inelegantly straddled his hips, reaching down to grasp his shaft and guide the bulbous cockhead between her puffy labia. Positioning his erection at her entrance she slowly sank down, impaling her cunt on his thick length, feeling his thickness stretch her open yet again.
"Ahhhh... fuck!" she groaned as his firm dick speared her, his hands reaching up to grope her swollen breasts, pinching the tender nipples brutally.
