Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (2)

Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (VI)

The president waved his hand to signal the generals and fleet commanders attending the meeting to be quiet.

“I have made up my mind that there can be no arguing that we must strike back strongly against this tyrannical act. Our nation’s prestige and credibility are in crisis, and we cannot allow those vile war criminals to tarnish our country’s reputation by raping these two women. The involvement of the women has made events completely different, and we can no longer hesitate and wait and see as we did when the male pilots were captured. We must act by launching cruise missiles to attack the BiH Mujahideen barracks at Vitez, where we know there is a group of Mujahideen chi  ers.”

“But, Mr. President, what about the two female pilots? Our cruise missiles are just as likely to kill them too, not to mention that we’re not sure they’re in the hands of the Mu. We have no intelligence to suggest that the Muj have weapons in their hands capable of shooting down an F-14, so how did they shoot down our plane?

I think we should gather more intelligence to determine exactly where they are and who has them under their control.”

“I can understand your distress, Mr. Fleet Admiral. Let’s take a look at those photos first, the facts demand that we must take action to defend our country’s reputation. We can’t let those guys treat women who serve the United States like that. The media will eat us up if we don’t act, and we can’t be seen as weak or indecisive. We’ve recognized that one of the men on that tape is from Iran, and he’s a Muslim, and that’s enough. I’ve authorized the CIA to investigate who’s behind those bastards.

As you all know, Delta Commandos are already on standby in Hungary. I will order them to move out as soon as intelligence indicates the need for a rescue operation.”

“Yes, Mr. President.”

“Who has more questions? …Mr. Fleet Admiral, the name of that aircraft carrier is…”

“Eisenhower, sir.”

“Yes, someone aboard the Eisenhower must be held responsible for the capture of those two girls. I want you to go out there and track down a person responsible, report the name, and make it official as soon as possible through Navy officials.”

“Yes, sir.”

“There, gentlemen, now I want to be alone for a while.”

When everyone had left the room, the President carefully took the videotape from the table and put it in the VCR.

He swiveled his chair so that his back was to the surveillance camera, then turned on the TV.

Images of Barbara’s rape appeared on a huge screen, which were of course uncensored and unedited by the Press and Publication Office.

The President watched intently as the guy’s cock plunged all the way into Barbara’s flesh, his thick rod all the way into Barbara’s tight, narrow cunt. Unconsciously, the President’s hand slid down his body and pressed against his already hardened dick through his pants as he gazed at the images of the young female pilot being violated as they appeared on the television.

As footage of the brutal rape played on the television, the President’s excited mind raced, and the image of a woman deep in his memory gradually cleared. He smiled as he watched the woman on the screen being savagely raped and abused, the two images of the woman in his mind gradually merging into one.

As the President’s most anticipated image was about to appear, he couldn’t help but lean his body forward and take his long-erected rod in both hands and fiddle with it through his pants. As the guy with the beard pressed his ugly rod close to Barbara’s sobbing face, the leader of the free world immediately fiddled with his dick harder, knowing what was about to happen and that he was expecting it.

He was imagining that it was he who was committing that atrocity, that he was the guy who was raping the naked female pilot. He felt that his consciousness had joined with those guys, releasing through them his repressed urges that he could never satisfy with real women. The man on the screen was continuing his atrocities, and it was as if the President saw himself in there fulfilling his own fantasies, himself demonstrating his power over the bitch.

As the guy on the screen slapped Barbara in the face with his rod and shot his sticky cum all over her face, the President, who was fiddling with his dick and indulging in a fantasy, also suddenly felt a violent jolt as a torrent of water crashed and overflowed in his pants.

Arkan’s cameraman, Dmitry, was hidden in a box in the basement, sweating so much that his vision was blurred. But he was still carrying the camera, his task was to film the scene of the General fucking the American pilot, but Dmitri’s attention was drawn more to the naked body of the humiliated American woman.

She looked like she had suffered more torture and pain than her petite colleague. Dmitri began to regret that he should have picked the fit blonde in the first place, but he immediately recalled the tightness and warmth of the brunette’s tender pussy, the wonderful feeling of his own hands on that sweaty, slim, well-proportioned flesh. He smiled at the memory of that young flesh trembling and struggling under his ravishment, so vulnerable and helpless was she.

Dmitri put his memories aside for a moment and continued his task in earnest.

Velcoli was now bowed over her naked body on her knees, her face sideways against the rough concrete floor. Her hands were still tied tightly behind her back as they had been moments before, and the rope strangling her mouth was bolted to her arms behind her back like a noose around her snow-white neck.

The General’s pants were down to his knees and he was kneeling between the female pilot’s legs which were spread widely to either side, thrusting between her large, bare ass cheeks. His hands pressed hard against Velcoli’s plump, firm legs as he fought to drive his rod deep into her ass.

The woman’s eyes were still blindfolded, but the expression on her face was still very visible, and it clearly conveyed the immense pain and humiliation the woman was experiencing. This real and intense pain shocked Dmitri, who believed that no one had ever captured such shocking footage of sexual abuse.

Velcoli’s robust and voluptuous nude body was dragged repeatedly back and forth across the cold, hard concrete floor under the General’s brutality, her large, pert breasts grinding against the rough ground with cruel sounds, the expression on the masochistic female pilot’s face so sultry and seductive to Dmitri.

Dmitry reluctantly  moved the camera away from Velcoli and aimed it at Akan, who was sodomizing another American woman on the other side. That day in the barn, Dmitri had carefully avoided taking Akan into the shot of gang-raping Velcoli. But now it was different; he was tasked with shooting a film of Arkan and General Milosevic raping the American woman side by side.

The guy with the mustache was sweating all over the brunette’s naked body, and underneath him Barbara was lying face up flat on her back, her arms and legs bound and spread. Dmitri focused the camera on the well-proportioned, full breasts of Barbara’s slim body that kept bouncing from her assailant’s ravishment. He realized that the blindfold had been removed from the woman’s face, and instead of looking at Arkan, who was raping her, she turned her head and kept gazing at the suffering Velcoli on the other side.

“That’s it, General! Fuck this bitch in the ass! It’s the best way to fuck a woman, and her pain means your pleasure.”

The General didn’t say anything, feeling a little uncomfortable about fucking a woman that someone else had provided, while at the same time there was another person next to him doing the same thing. But the excitement from raping the blonde woman greatly offset that discomfort, and Arkan had opened a door of pleasure for him. So instead of speaking, the general focused entirely on the tight, narrow little hole of flesh he was trying to plow.

The indescribable pleasure the General felt as he drove his rod deep into this woman’s tight anus made his cock seem to grow thicker and bigger. With his hands pressed firmly against this woman’s large firm and bouncy ass, watching his rod move in and out of her tight round asshole, the General was intoxicated by the fact that he was able to so torment and enslave such a seemingly strong and beautiful woman. Her body, which seemed so strong and powerful, now lay naked and humiliated on her knees, her long legs spread from side to side, exposing the two small pussies that had been raped so many times.

Even though Velcorie couldn’t understand what the general and Arkan were saying, she could hear the malevolent pleasure behind the language. After being gang-raped and ravaged by countless unknown persons, Velcoli felt herself on the verge of madness and collapse. Her head hung helplessly on the cold ground, her plump ass puckered obscenely high, offering her sad anus to her rapists.

Velkoli’s body was convulsing, and her beautiful body struggled in vain against the ropes, moaning in agony and pleading miserably, “Please, no… let go of me… ah…”

Velcoli’s naked body was weakly writhing under her bonds, her arms still securely tied behind her back. At the moment Velcro felt so weak and pathetic, her strong body shivering helplessly under the rope bindings, waiting desperately for anyone to do violence to her. No matter how much Velkoli begged or cried, no one had any pity for the female pilot, who had completely lost her pride and self-respect.

Now Velcro could only feel the familiar fiery agony as a thick rod continued to penetrate her body. She felt that she might have to be in this horrible and humiliating agony forever, that no one could save her, that she had been completely reduced to a piece of flesh to be ravaged and raped only by the terrorists.

This pain and fear completely overcame Velcro, and she no longer resisted, letting herself wriggle and cry under her rival’s ravishment, completely surrendering her body to her abuser. Velcro only felt her tightly packed flesh being savagely stretched open, and the constant thrusting of the thick rod caused her to feel fiery pain, which gradually spread throughout her body, as if her body was about to be torn in half. But Velcro didn’t struggle or resist, she just cried loudly, she had completely accepted this humiliating and passive position, her mind was only blank. Even though Velcro’s mouth was still emitting miserable pleas, now even she herself could no longer realize what she was saying.

Arkan watched the General’s expression at the moment as if he were a sinful professor instructing his student in his first experiment, an anal sex experiment that would bring the young man immense pleasure. He was sure that the General could never imagine what was going on in the mind of the woman he was fucking at the moment, and Akan couldn’t help but smile whenever he thought that he had made a movie of the General raping a female American pilot.

At that moment Arkan was also raping and thrusting into the ass of a beautiful American female pilot, laboriously riding Barbara and driving his rod as hard as he could into the woman’s tight anus. Arkan felt so powerful as he felt his rod engulfed by the hot, tight hole of flesh and saw a snowy white, voluptuous piece of flesh writhing beneath him. Arkan felt the woman’s pussy contracting, the elastic walls of flesh tightly wrapping and squeezing his rod. He stared at Barbara’s beautiful young face, enjoying her moans and whimpers of pain. He was thrusting almost frantically to possess not only the young, slim body, but her soul completely.

Beneath Arkan, Barbara moaned weakly with each of his pokes between her ass cheeks. The long hours of being tied up and hanging had exhausted Barbara. Although her bonds were now undone, Barbara had absolutely no strength left to resist. With Arkan’s heavy body pressing down on her, Barbara could only barely support herself with her aching limbs as she fell to her knees and accepted the pain and humiliation inflicted on her by this evil and cruel fellow.

This kind of pain is ten times more terrible than the gang rape that Barbara suffered from the Mu Chi  people. When Akan’s thick rod poked into Barbara’s anus, she felt like a small tree being dug up by the roots, and the fiery pain had made Barbara’s buttocks stiffen and twitch.

Barbara wanted to burst into tears right now, begging Arkan to spare her. She saw Velcoli, as naked as herself, crouching on her knees, crying and wailing in a hoarse voice. Barbara felt a stabbing pain in her heart at the sight of Velcro so miserable, completely succumbing to the lewd violence, being brutally raped by the gray-haired fellow.

It was clear from Velcoli’s eyes and expression that she had completely broken down and was only crying and pleading intermittently. Barbara tried calling out Velcro’s name, but she didn’t answer. Barbara was convinced that Velcro’s consciousness was in total disarray at this point.

Barbara looked sideways at her companion, Velcoli’s mesmerizing pussy had been transformed into an unclosed, red, swollen and embarrassing hole of flesh, from which still continued to flow the murky fluids left behind by those previous rapists. The thick rod of the guy riding the female pilot brutally stretched the tight sphincter around her anus, shocking Barbara as he savagely moved in and out of Velcoli’s abused flesh.

She saw Velcoli’s toned, naked body dripping with sweat, crouching on her knees in submission, wailing and pleading.

Barbara could hardly believe that such words could come out of Velcro’s mouth!

“Please, please! … don’t torture me like this anymore… I’ll do whatever you want me to do! I’ll be obedient! … ah, oh! No! No… please…”

The General, unable to understand the humiliating pleas of the miserable female pilot, asked Akan, “What did the bitch say?”

Akan smiled and replied, “She says she likes it. The bitch likes it!”

Barbara felt that it was all her fault. Seeing her doppelganger being savagely and cruelly abused and raped at the moment, Barbara felt that her pain was nothing anymore. Obviously, if she hadn’t carelessly revealed Velkori’s whereabouts, Arkan and the others wouldn’t have been able to capture her. Velcorie was much smarter than these guys who had caught herself and Velcorie. Barbara now felt extraordinarily distressed because she had betrayed Velcoli.

Arkan’s poking and thrusting became heavier and heavier, causing Barbara’s whole body to tremble with it. She tried to fight back against Arkan’s brutal rape by straining her back and stomach. But the pilot, who had been tortured and gang-raped for a long time, was now powerless to fight back. She was completely defeated by her rapist, and could only helplessly allow her enemy to take advantage of her. Barbara felt so paralyzed by Arkan’s rape that even her breathing had to be in rhythm with the poking and thrusting of the rod.

Gradually, Barbara no longer had the strength to even think. Her face was streaming with tears, snot and spit, her consciousness was reduced to nothing but pain, and she went completely limp, allowing Arkan to savagely rape her ass. Barbara began to fear that the pain was going to last forever.

Finally, Barbara felt the rod that kept tearing into her body stop and a hot liquid shot into her rectum. Arkan pulled his rod from between Barbara’s plump ass cheeks and dropped the female pilot’s limp body to the floor.

Barbara squirmed with difficulty on the floor and crawled over to Velcoli, who was still being raped by the General. She watched as the General grabbed Velcoli’s plump, fat ass and pumped it furiously a few times before pulling out and dropping the already thoroughly subjugated woman on the cold concrete floor.

Vercoli’s slender, voluptuous body was covered in signs of abuse, her arms were tied behind her back and she lay face down on the floor. Her face was turned to the other side, her naked body still twitching slightly as she moaned and sobbed intermittently. Barbara saw that Vercoli’s plump, fat ass was covered with faint whip marks and fingerprints, and that the small flesh hole between the two mounds of flesh was red and open, from which white cum dripped.

Barbara whispered in Velcro’s ear, “Velcro, Velcro! I know, you’ll be fine. We’ll get out of here…”

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Although the guy had stopped sodomizing, Velcro had lost track of how long she had been gang raped.

Her arms were still bound tightly behind her back, and she lay sore on the cold ground. Velcorie was now able to see around her, as the blindfold had been removed. For the first time since she had been tied up and hung by the enemy, with ropes strangled into her mouth, Velkori was now able to breathe freely.

She couldn’t see Barbara now, only Arkan and the gray-haired fellow sitting in chairs not far from her, talking and laughing as they sipped their wine. An aroma of food wafted into Velcro’s nose, causing Velcro to immediately feel a strong sense of hunger; she couldn’t remember the last time she had eaten.

Velkori watched Arkan and the others with half-open eyes, afraid that once these guys realized she was awake, they would come back to torture and torture her again. Still, Velcorie’s slight movement caught Arkan’s attention, and he picked up a piece of sausage in his hand and walked over to where she was lying.

Arkan dropped the sausage on the floor and said, “Ah, Velcro, the great American heroine has awakened! Well, are you ready for the next program? Bitch!”

Upon hearing Arkan’s words, the general immediately turned his head. Although he couldn’t understand English, the general could still hear the pronunciation of a few words.

“Velcoli? America?” The general asked in surprise, “What do you mean by that?!”

“My General, these are the two American bitches that the whole world is looking for right now, you see? It’s a big joke to the stupid Americans! They still think they have them in the hands of the Mu! Relax, no one knows about this. It’s our secret! Velcoli? That’s what the bitch calls herself.

She refers to herself as that goddess from German mythology who sends fallen warriors to heaven. My General, she has ‘sent’ many a Serbian warrior to heaven since the bitch got here!”

Arkan spoke faster and faster. “After all, the Americans committed crimes against us Serbs, so no amount of cleaning up these American Navy pussies is too much to ask, and this is my gift to you. She’s a U.S. Navy officer, a lieutenant. Of course, no one else will know. You must think I’m crazy. Don’t be in a hurry. They’ll disappear from here. And then they’ll be known only to you and me. It’s our little secret. Come on, let me show you what these two bitches can do!”

Alcohol and lust confused the mind of General Milosevic, who already hated the United States, and he began to feel that Arkan’s explanation made sense. Still, the general felt a little distracted.

“I’ve raped a U.S. Navy officer?!” The thought intoxicated the General. “I’ve fucked an American bitch who thinks she’s all-powerful, and I’ve fucked this bitch from this naval officer’s ass!” This thought flew through the General’s mind, making him laugh at the irony of the situation as he began to believe Arkan’s words!

While the general was rambling on, Arkan had begun to look around. When he suddenly realized that Velkori was looking at the sausage on the ground with a hungry look in her eyes, Arkan immediately had an idea!

With the General’s help, Arkan first got Velkori into the chair. He tied a rope loosely around the female pilot’s neck, and then tied the other end of this noose-like rope behind the chair, forcing the naked female pilot’s face upward, her full body weight falling on her arms, which were still tied behind her back.

Arkan inserted one end of an already one-third eaten sausage into Velcoli’s cunt, then hurriedly joined the General and lifted Barbara onto Velcoli’s legs. They pressed Barbara’s pussy against Velcoli’s, inserted the other end of the sausage into Barbara’s cunt, and then tied each of the two female pilots’ legs tightly together.

Then Arkan tied a rope around Barbara’s neck as well and tied it to the chair. Thus the two naked female pilots were tied together face to face, a greasy, slender sausage in both women’s flesh, their weight supported by Velcro’s arms tied behind their backs.

The General watched with admiration as Arkan skillfully tied the nipples on each of the two female pilots’ plump, naked breasts with fishing line, then Arkan handed the General the line that bound Velcoli’s nipples, signaling to him to manipulate the two female pilots into raping each other with the sausages that had been inserted into both of their flesh pussies by pulling on the fishing line!

Akanra tugged at the line in her hand, causing Barbara to immediately feel that familiar sharp pain again. Her pussy pressed against Velcro’s equally delicate and sensitive area, rubbing it gently.

Barbara was ashamed to be forced to perform such a show in front of her enemies. The bowel in her cunt made Barbara feel uncomfortable, but after countless rapes, it wasn’t painful to have her pussy stretched to accept the thickness of a bowel. Barbara obediently moved her hips, letting the bowel rub against her pussy, moving some distance away from Violet’s pussy before squeezing past it, her pussy touching Violet’s pussy causing Barbara to feel a strange sensation of electric shock!

Velcorie looked at her companion with anger and surprise, and she stubbornly remained motionless until the General tugged on the line, causing a sharp pain in Velcorie’s obscenely swollen nipples from the strangulation! Velcoli moaned softly and reluctantly moved her hips forward, immediately feeling her meaty pussy touch Barbara’s heated buds! The General tugged repeatedly on the fishing line, and Velcorie had to follow Barbara’s example and wiggle her ass in humiliation.

The two women had now begun to follow Arkan’s rhythm, writhing and swaying their plump, naked bodies against each other and then apart, as a sausage repeatedly moved in and out of the two female pilots’ pussies.

Barbara stared at Velcro’s face, the great shame and pain evident in her eyes. Barbara struggled to clamp down on the bowels in her cunt, moving back and forth to pump Velcoli’s flesh. She felt her face begin to burn in a clear reaction to her arousal.

Velcoli looked at her companion with a look of disgust, she could hardly believe that Barbara was so degraded and submissive, like a shameless little bitch! As soon as Velcoli slowed down, immediately a sharp pain was felt in her nipples, which forced her to accept the ravishment of this disgusting bowel. Gradually, Velcro began to feel an unspeakable taste as well, especially when Barbara’s hot pussy rubbed against her sensitive buds. It was the first time since her capture that Velcorie had felt sex without pain. She tried to relax herself, but the pain in her nipples and her aversion to homosexuality prevented Velcoli from relaxing.

As the bowel was used like a dildo by the two female pilots against each other, Velcro gradually found it difficult to contain her feelings of shame. The shame was enough to make both women’s pussies wet, and gradually a mortifying ‘plopping’ sound of intestines rubbing against wet pussies emanated from underneath the two female pilots! Velcro felt a pang of disgust when the sound initially came from Barbara’s pussy, but it soon caused her to make the same sound underneath herself that she was so ashamed of!

For his part, Arkan was amused as he slipped his hand into Velcoli’s already hot and wet pussy and then spoke, “Ah, you’ve gotten so hot! You’re a real slut, a dirty, perverted slut, just like your fellow sluts!”

Velcro felt even more ashamed, but she could no longer escape that fact. She braced herself hard with her arms tied behind her back, then leaned back as far as she could to put more distance between herself and Barbara before pushing her ass over to grind harder against the bowels in her cunt and Barbara’s pussy.

But Velcro realized that Barbara’s poking and thrusting was even more violent, constantly clamping down on the bowels of her cunt to pump her own flesh, driving almost the entire length of her bowels into her pussy!

Velcro had begun to gasp for air as the two women’s sweaty bodies pressed together, their plump breasts grinding against each other as their movements both grew progressively more frantic.

Suddenly, Barbara screamed, “Velkoli… I… I want… there… Velkoli, Velkoli!!!”

At that moment, Arkan suddenly grabbed the frantically writhing Barbara and pulled her away from Velcoli, and the bowel immediately slipped out of Barbara’s cunt.

Velcro felt a sharp pang of loss, a helpless whimper escaping her lips as her body immediately stiffened.

At the same time, Velkori heard Arkan’s vicious curses: “No, slut! It’s not time for you to enjoy yourselves! It’s time for you to get back to work, bitch!”

Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (VII)

Arkan dragged Velcoli, who was still letting out a bitter moan, off the chair and knelt side by side with Barbara. Velcoli saw the flushed face of Barbara who had failed to climax.

Arkan pulled the sausage out of Velcoli’s pussy, which was being pumped back and forth between the two women, nearly causing them both to climax.

Velcro saw Arkan waving the sausage in front of her, which was already soaked with the mucus from her and Barbara’s pussy, showing a reddish-white color. Velcro could even smell it, the scent of meat mixed with their lust.

Arkan smiled wickedly at the poor female pilot and said, “Now I’m going to give the prisoners something to eat, in accordance with the Geneva Convention, aren’t I? Don’t say I won’t give you anything, now I’ll give you this sausage, savor it, bitch!”

Arkan reversed the direction of the bowel in his hand and turned the end that had been in Barbara’s pussy towards Velcro. Velcro stared at the bowel covered in Barbara’s slime with a look of disgust on her face.

“Eat it, bitch! Or I’ll hang you again! Hang you all the way up!!!”

Velkori had to lean forward, slowly open her mouth, and bite into the still-hot, lust-soaked sausage in Arkan’s hand. She closed her eyes in agony and bit down hard on a small piece of intestine and chewed on it. Velkori tasted a flavor of meat and spices that she couldn’t resist, she was so hungry. But at the same time she tasted a strange, slightly sweet flavor that Velcorie knew was Barbara’s. The taste filled Vercoli’s mouth and she couldn’t help but shiver. She was eating another woman’s lust!

The sensation made Velcro feel so nauseous that she tried her best to restrain herself from swallowing the small piece of intestine, almost in tears.

Arkan then brought the end soaked in Velcoli’s lewdness to Barbara’s mouth. With little hesitation Barbara opened her mouth and bit off a slice with her neat white teeth, chewing slowly, savoring the flavor of the sausage and Velcoli’s lust.

When Barbara had eaten the cut, Akan returned the sausage to Velcro’s mouth, this time with an end covered in her own slime. Akan watched with amusement as the bound woman chewed on the humiliating slime-covered intestine.

Velcro felt disgusted and humiliated just thinking about what that bowel had been used for by both of them.

He alternately fed Velcro and Barbara the sausage soaked in the juices of the two women until it was completely consumed. Arkan said to the two female pilots, “Now I can give you something to drink. But first you must work for your cocktails, bitches!”

Arkan smugly motioned for the General to watch first, then unzipped his own pants and pulled out his blackened rod.

The two naked female pilots were now kneeling side by side in front of the bench with their arms tied behind their backs, their faces facing the crotches of the two men.

Akan pulled the fishing line on both of Barbara’s nipples that were bolted in front of him with his hands and said to the General, “Use this to manipulate her! Just pull on this bitch’s nipples and she’ll do anything for you!”

As a demonstration, Akan tugged on the fishing line in his hand. Barbara immediately let out a moan, her body arching forward in an attempt to avoid more punishment to her beautiful breasts. Akan repeatedly tugged on the line in his hand, and Barbara responded by moaning incessantly and writhing her naked body at Akan’s feet.

Akan brought his cock to Barbara’s mouth and ordered the young woman to suck it in English.

Without any further commands from Arkan via the fishing line, Barbara immediately opened her mouth wide and swallowed Arkan’s ugly rod. She obediently licked Akan’s rod with her own warm, soft tongue, a slurred whimper escaping her lips.

There was still dirt from Barbara’s anus and Arkan’s cum on that rod, and Barbara sucked it in her mouth feeling a bitter taste.

There was a sudden burst of pain from her chest, and Barbara immediately accelerated her sucking until she had licked all that filth off of there, and Arkan’s rod was again covered in Barbara’s glistening saliva and standing tall.

Arkan suddenly grabbed Barbara’s hair so she couldn’t turn her head, then slammed his swollen rod deep into her mouth, thrusting furiously!

Before the young female pilot had a chance to prepare herself, she felt something thick stabbing right into her throat! Barbara was immediately suffocated, unable to breathe as her mouth and throat were filled with Arkan’s huge rod. Barbara tried to struggle out, but Arkan’s hands held her head down in a death grip, making it impossible for Barbara to resist.

Arkan gagged Barbara to death with his own rod and watched the abused female pilot in silence until he realized that Barbara had begun to roll her eyes before he slowly withdrew his rod, giving Barbara a little room to breathe.

Arkan grinned sardonically, looking at the female pilot in front of him, who was still breathing greedily with her meat stick in her mouth. After a couple of seconds, Akan ruthlessly drove his thick rod all the way into Barbara’s mouth again, right down to the depths of her throat.

In this way, only when the miserable female pilot was almost suffocated by Arkan’s thick prick did he seem to give Barbara a little time to breathe by withdrawing his rod from her mouth as if he were giving her charity. Akan kept playing with Barbara in this way, and this cruel play was like an unbearable torture for Barbara.

The General watched Arkan brutalize Barbara, and after a few minutes turned his face to look at Velcoli, who was kneeling before him in horror. He took the fishing line strung around both of Velcoli’s huge, and already swollen, nipples in his hands and lifted them upward as if he were trying to pull the kneeling female pilot to her feet through the line bolted to Velcoli’s massive breasts.

Immediately, the female pilot moaned loudly at the unbearable pain, her body trembling and arching backward. The General pulled even harder, grinning cruelly as he admired the agonized expression of Velkori before him.

The General said to Akan in the Serbian language, “Akan, you tell this American bitch in English to lick my boots!”

Arkan laughed: “Eminent general, it seems you still have sadistic tendencies.”

He then said to Velcro in English, “Velcro! Lick his boots, you bitch!”

Velcoli, who was being tormented by the severe pain coming from her chest, was almost stunned when she heard Arkan’s order. But she at this moment has not the slightest dare to disobey the intention of these people , when the general as soon as the release of the hands of the ‘chain’, Velcoli immediately yielded to bend forward, puckered up the snow-white big buttocks, like a dog lying down at the feet of the general.

The General’s leather boots were so shiny that Velkori could even almost see the reflection, of her own embarrassment, on the surface of the boots. She closed her eyes and slowly stuck out her tongue and licked at the surface of the leather boots. Licking at the top of the boots, Velkori could feel a bitterness that made her sick, and as she licked, her saliva moistening the shiny boots, she hated herself for giving in.

The General saw that his boot was already covered in the saliva that Velcoli had spilled and replaced it with the boot on his other foot.

And so the wretched female pilot was forced to accept yet another humiliation. As Velcoli was about to finish licking the leather boot from the General’s other foot, the General suddenly lifted the fishing line in his hand with great force!

With a cone of pain, Velkori immediately screamed. She struggled to get up, but the rope still bolted around her neck stopped her.

The General followed Arkan’s example, grabbing Velcoli by the messy blonde hair on her head and bringing his still-hard cock to her mouth.

Smelling that awful odor coming from the General’s ugly thing, and thinking that it had just been up her ass, Velcorie couldn’t help but feel a million times more angry and disgusted. Velcorie didn’t resist, she allowed the General to stick his rod into her open mouth.

Velcro could feel something hot poking slowly into her throat, and shivered with fear and anger. The depths of Violet’s consciousness were telling her: Bite it off hard! As a substitute for their rape and abuse! But Velkorie didn’t have the courage to do so, Arkan’s cruelty had completely broken her down and made her succumb.

Velcro was overwhelmed by the panic of having a gradually swelling cock shoved into her mouth, and she was at a loss for words.

The General grabbed Velcro by the hair and began pulling her head back and forth, moving his rod in and out of Velcro’s mouth. Velcro’s head was being yanked, almost against the General’s unpleasant smelling pubic hair, and the thick thing in her mouth kept rubbing against her tongue and striking her throat, making it almost impossible for Velcro to breathe.

The general raped Velcro while shouting, “Suck harder, bitch! Suck harder, bitch! Now you know what a real man is like! A Serbian man! I am the victor now, and you are nothing! You dirty American bitch! Know what I’m capable of?!”

Velcorie could not understand the General’s furious cries, her entire consciousness now was only the rod that filled her mouth and throat. Velcro struggled to suck on it with her tongue, trying to please the rough man as much as she could to speed up his orgasm and to free herself as quickly as possible from this horrible and humiliating rape.

The General grabbed the female pilot by the hair and poked and prodded her hard in the mouth, thrusting down Velcoli’s throat as he had done earlier when he had raped her asshole, his loins slamming heavily against the woman’s face and lips. Velcoli’s robust body was bound and kneeling on the floor, her hair was pulled in the general’s hands, her plump and sexy naked body was already soaked with sweat and wet saliva kept running down the corners of her mouth onto her snow-white neck and plump breasts.

As the thick thing continued to poke and prod at Vercoli’s mouth like a piston, her consciousness had faded to a blank. Suddenly, Velcorie felt the horrible raping stop, and the General took the cock that had been withdrawn from her mouth in his hand and held it against her spit-covered chin.

Immediately afterward, one, and then another stream of hot, sticky, white liquid sprayed onto Velcorie’s face! These liquids with a fishy odor immediately smeared all over Velkorie’s chin and cheeks, sprayed into her gasping mouth, and even sprayed into Velkorie’s eyes!

Now that Velcro’s face was almost entirely pasted with white, sticky cum, she felt a burning sensation.

Velkori looked up in horror to see the General’s hate-filled eyes and the unsightly rod that was pointed right at her.

Without warning, Velcorie felt another torrent, even more violent than the one she’d felt a moment before, jetting across her face!

A hot, irritating smelling liquid poured over Velcoli’s face, washing away the cum that had just sprayed her face. It was his piss! He was pissing in her face!

The General laughed and drenched Velcoli’s face with piss. The stench of the urine washed away the cum from Velcoli’s face and mixed with it to run all over her face, chest and body.

Velcoli had been completely stunned, and all she could do was fall helplessly to her knees at the General’s feet as he grabbed her by the hair and urinated in her face. Velcoli felt so completely and utterly abused that she was even used as a public restroom! The man had filled her anus with his semen, and now he was smearing her face and her whole body with semen and urine! Velcro thought of death.

On the side, Arkan is still roughly raping Barbara. He poked his rod deep into Barbara’s mouth before slowly pulling it out and poking it in again! At the same time he was torturing the young female pilot’s beautiful breasts with the fishing line in his hand, and Barbara’s two petite nipples had become engorged and swollen to twice their original size.

Arkan’s movements gradually slowed as he saw the General spray his cum all over Velcoli’s face. Akan felt no more restraint as he saw the General pissing into the proud female pilot’s face. Arkan violently poked his cock deep into Barbara’s throat and then quickly pulled out. A stream of sticky cum immediately jetted across Barbara’s face, smearing her mouth, nose and chin and causing Barbara to almost choke.

Arkan and the General walked away from the two female pilots, and Velcoli and Barbara looked at each other, at each other’s faces smeared with the marks of men who had raped and tortured them, wondering what more abuse was to come.

“Beautifully done, General! Awesome! Now you know how to put these women in their place. You don’t mind if I have them do another show, do you?”

Without waiting for the General to answer, Arkan ordered Velkori in English, “Do you want to go lick your friend’s face clean, or do you want me to hang you from the ceiling again and wait for my men to take turns fucking you?!”

Velcoli could only obey as she turned her face to Barbara. Velcorie stared at Barbara’s face that was smeared with Arkan’s cum and hesitated, but the sharp pain coming from her nipples immediately dispelled her reluctance  Velcorie slowly stuck out her tongue and licked it on Barbara’s face, little by little, licking the sticky cum into her mouth.

Barbara remained motionless still as Velcoli licked at her face, her eyes always fixed on Velcoli’s. The softness of Velcro’s tongue on Barbara’s face caused her to feel a thrill and excitement that she had never felt before, and even the unpleasant odor of urine on Velcro’s face could not diminish this excitement in Barbara.

It was an immensely painful task for Velcoli, especially since she saw Barbara’s face was actually flushed with excitement. The disgust was even more painful to Velcorie than eating the cum that Arkan had shot on Barbara’s face.

Once Vercoli had licked the filth off Barbara’s face, Arkan came up with another idea to humiliate the woman.

Arkan and the General placed the two female pilots on top of each other in a “69” position. Velcro and Barbara’s faces were facing each other’s pussies, and then ropes were tied around both women’s necks, the other ends of which were tied tightly to their arms, which were tied behind their backs. Thus both women’s faces were completely pressed against each other’s pussies with no room for movement.

Velcro’s face was forced to Barbara’s sopping wet pussy, which was even dripping out of the little pussy with the cum that had been ejaculated into it during the gang rape earlier in the day. Barbara likewise faced Velcro’s secret pussy.

The foul odor from Barbara’s pussy made Velcoli sick, but she knew she had to humiliate herself by cleaning the place out. Suddenly, Violet felt Barbara’s soft, warm tongue begin to run around her pussy! She could hardly believe it: her friend, who had once served on the same airplane and shared the same room with her, had become so degraded and unashamed!

Velcro struggled wildly, she tried to scream, but with her face buried tightly between Barbara’s legs, she could only make some faint, muffled sounds. Velcro felt like she was being raped again, this time by Barbara!

Velkoli cried out desperately in her mind, struggling under Barbara with the last of her strength, and finally screamed out, “No..! Don’t… don’t touch me!”

= Alexander was sitting lazily outside the door of the inn, sharpening the knife in his hand. He was always bored when there was no war to fight and always drank wine while sharpening his knife. He was feeling a bit bored and disillusioned now, just like before he met Arkan, but things would be different once the war started.

Though a bit scrawny, Alexander was one of Arkan’s best killers, especially when it came to bound prisoners, whose throats he would slit like a butcher in an abattoir would a cow or sheep. Alexander now serves as Arkan’s bodyguard, though Arkan rarely appears in public.

Arkan ordered his men to hold Velcoli and Barbara separately and gave them two days to recuperate so that the bodies of the two female pilots, who had just been brutally tortured and gang raped, could recover. Now Akan was going to let Velkori and Barbara begin their ‘work’ like the other Croat and Mu women here, by showing them a demonstration of what the other captives were doing.

Alexander was in charge of coming to ‘instruct’ the two women, and he wanted to have some thin, already somewhat moldy sliced bread brought to Barbara for breakfast before starting the morning’s work. He himself would personally escort Velkori to the soldier’s camp.

Unbound, Vercoli was taken by Alexander to the second floor of the barracks, where a woman slightly older than her was already waiting.

The scrawny woman looked half Velkori’s size and weight, with brown hair and a worn, lank colored suit, and a haggard look. Velkori was little better than her, with her blonde hair in disheveled waves, wearing a short t-shirt and a pair of tattered man’s pants, and barefoot like the woman.

Velcoli noticed that the woman’s belly was noticeably bulging, a poor match for her thin body. The thought of possibly being pregnant with one of those rapists’ children sent chills down Velcoli’s spine and a great fear clutched at her heart, knowing that she hadn’t been on any birth control pills before she was shot down.

Alexander led the two women to the toilet on the second floor and opened the door. Immediately there was a foul odor emanating out, and a large amount of feces and vomit had even overflowed the commode, filling the entire floor of the toilet.

Alexander pointed out to the two women a pile of rags and iron buckets in the corner of the toilet wall, then moved himself a chair and sat outside the toilet door. With a bottle of wine in his left hand and the recently sharpened pocket knife hanging from the wrist of his right hand, he glared at his two female captors.

Needless to say Velkori knew what her job was and was overwhelmed with shock and indignation at the sight of the filthy and filthy conditions in the toilet. Without hesitation the other woman grabbed a rag and a bucket and calmly cleaned it up. Velkoli had to sadly pick up the rags and kneel down on the feces-stained, dirty floor to clean it up.

Alexander watched over the two women, the Croatian bitch lawyer and the arrogant American bitch who cleaned the toilets. He wholeheartedly supported Arkan’s policy: for this proud and arrogant Croatian bitch lawyer, she deserved nothing more than to clean Serbian toilets. These women thought that because they had a modern education, they could tell Serbs what to do, and it was this female lawyer who had sent Alexander to prison. But Alexander thought the bitch lawyer had learned her lesson, and she was now pretty much the most model bitch in the place!

Alexander couldn’t help but smile when he remembered how he had taught the bitch a lesson. They had taught her to clean toilets and wait for a man to fuck her, and had gotten her pregnant. He would be happy to see the American bitch become the same and get her pregnant with Serbian children as well.

Kneeling on the feces and vomit-stained floor, Velcoli followed the other woman’s example and cleaned the place, the disgusting filth and pungent stench making her almost faint. Being captured, then gang-raped and tortured had completely destroyed Velcoli’s pride and self-esteem. Velcro couldn’t believe that she was a female pilot anymore, she felt that she was now just a poor and shameful woman, the kind of woman that she had despised the most!

Velkori began to hate herself as she was now, and with tears streaming down her face she silently cleaned the dirty floor with her hands, when suddenly a faint whisper came to her.

“American?”

A pang of horror ran through Velcoli, and she felt too frightened to even answer.

There was another low whisper, “Are you the female pilot that Akan captured?”

Velkori calmed down as much as she could and carefully turned her face sideways to see the woman smiling at her. She nodded softly, afraid to draw the guard’s attention.

“You look terrified by them. They hate us and they’ll find a way to destroy you!”

“Damn it!” Velkori cursed in a whisper. “How can I stop them? They’ve already raped me!”

“They rape all the women here! They hate everyone, especially women; because they are smarter, richer, and better than they are, and it hurts their vanity. But you can’t fight them, at least not openly. You must do as they ask, put your own ideas away, and live your life under their fists and penises. That’s how you’ll survive, or you’ll go mad.”

Velcro didn’t know how to respond to the woman’s words. She wanted to tell her how angry she had been when those assholes had raped her and how isolated and helpless she had felt. She wanted to tell her how she wished she could strike back at those bastards and give them back the humiliation and pain they had suffered.

Velkori even wanted to laugh out loud, she thought the woman must be insane. How could she hide her thoughts when they had stripped her naked and brutally and mercilessly abused her?

Just as Velkori was about to tell the woman that her idea was stupid, the guard interrupted them. Alexander shouted and ordered them to continue working. He went and stood in front of the two women so he could see them and make sure they didn’t fool themselves.

The two women had to continue this humiliating labor, using their hands to clean up a little bit of the foul-smelling floor of the toilet.

When Alexander saw that Velcoli and the female lawyer had cleaned the toilet, he pushed the two women over to the sink. Alexander ordered the two women to kneel in front of him as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his rod. With the knife still hanging from his right hand, Alexander held his cock in his left hand and brought the already rising dick to Velcoli’s mouth, signaling the female pilot to service herself with her mouth.

Velcro opened her mouth very reluctantly and swallowed that meat stick into her mouth, an unpleasant odor rushed into Velcro’s nose, she forced down the nausea and sucked up a little bit with her soft tongue along the lower side of that meat stick.

The proud female pilot was forced to service the lewd fellow with her mouth, and as Velcoli lowered her head and made an embarrassing ‘chirping’ sound as she struggled to suck on the thick rod, she could feel her own saliva running down the corners of her mouth, and the humiliation drove her to despair.

Alexander didn’t last long in the beautiful female pilot’s mouth as he grabbed Velcoli’s messy blonde hair in his hand and pressed her head tightly against the base of her thighs, followed by a thick jet of semen into her mouth. Velcro felt her mouth immediately fill with the fishy hot liquid, and she had no choice but to swallow the stuff.

Satisfied, Alexander withdrew his cock and began to piss on Velcoli, who still had cum and spit in the corners of her mouth!

The yellow, foul-smelling urine drenched Velcro’s face so violently that it sent a searing pain through her, and the utter humiliation almost caused her to faint.

Alexander kept pissing on the two women’s hair and faces in turn with his urine, and he couldn’t help but smile as he watched the two wretched women, all drenched in urine, kneeling in front of him.

Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (viii)

While Velcro was busy in the military restrooms, Barbara was not idle. Arkan had added Barbara’s name to the list of women who “served” his soldiers, which meant that Barbara would have to “serve” at least six soldiers before noon.

The soldiers whose turn it was to rest for the day came here in the morning and entered the hall in order to choose their women. They had thirty minutes, and the selection was very simple: the name of the woman in the room was on the door of each room, and if the door was open, the woman was available for “use”; if the door was closed, the woman was being “used” by another soldier. If the door is closed, the woman is being “used” by another soldier.

Most women were not tied up in their rooms, but for this American female pilot apparently special treatment was in order, and Barbara was tied solidly to the bed by Alexander.

Barbara was completely naked, her arms were tied behind her back, and she was pinned very uncomfortably under her body from her wrists to her elbows, bound by ropes. A rope was bolted like a noose around Barbara’s neck, securing her head to the head of the bed. Barbara’s long, shapely legs were forced apart in the shape of a capital “M”, pulled to the sides by ropes tied around her knees and ankles, and the ropes were pulled so tightly around the head of the bed that Barbara’s knees almost touched her ample breasts.

The young female pilot was bound defenselessly to the bed, facing the door of the room, so that anyone who pushed their way in could instantly see between her brutally parted and bound legs, the mesmerizing pussy and the two fleshy pussies above and below. Barbara faced the door of the room, trembling softly in panic and despair, making the two full, beautiful breasts on her chest stand out even more, especially the two nipples that had risen extra large from the abuse. Her tears kept flowing down her face and onto her thighs, which were pulled up in savage bonds.

Barbara’s room hadn’t been empty since 9:00 a.m., and even military men had begun to line up outside her room, and those waiting outside sometimes even banged on the door, urging their companions inside to speed up the action, or simply opened the door to applaud and cheer on their companions inside, who were riding on top of Barbara and struggling to rape the female pilot.

Each of the guys who came in pulled down their pants at almost the same rate and then brutally mounted Barbara to begin their savage rape, some of the guys even vigorously rubbing her full, bouncy breasts at the same time, squeezing those two already red and swollen nipples hard.

Barbara tried to close her eyes and think of something else, like Velcoli. But the piercing maniacal laughter, the shouts and the pain that seemed to penetrate her body from the man pressing down on her made it impossible for Barbara to avoid the humiliating and desperate truth. Each time a guy defiled Barbara’s body with his filthy semen, she could only feel the physical pain ease slightly, but at the same time that mental humiliation grew stronger.

Barbara could only lie so motionless as she endured the brutal gang rape. Moaning weakly as the guys gasped in contentment, silently shedding tears as they rose from their bodies. She couldn’t remember how many guys she’d been raped by, only that she felt as if her entire body was now drenched in sweat and cum, even the sheets beneath her were soaked. But the soldiers outside the door were still coming in.

= Alexander sent the woman away while leaving Velcoli alone to clean up the toilet that had been soiled again by his own peeing. When Velcoli was done, he pushed her into a corner and ordered her to stand facing the wall.

Alexander stripped Velcoli of her clothes, which had been drenched with piss, and then twisted her hands behind her back and began to bind her in a new pattern. He tied Velkorie’s wrists tightly together with the rope and then pushed her arms upward as hard as he could, almost at the same height as her shoulders, at which point he tightened the other end of the rope after wrapping it around Velkorie’s neck twice and made a knot.

Alexander finished binding, began to admire his own masterpiece: the fit female pilot stood naked in the dirty toilet, arms tied behind her back, but also desperately raised back so as not to make the rope around her neck strangled her breathless, Velcro had completely lost even the slightest ability to resist.

Laughing lewdly, Alexander groped Velcro’s plump, firm nude body. Velcro painfully lifted her arms upwards which were tied behind her back, her body shivering uncontrollably under Alexander’s wanton touch, knowing that she would not be able to escape being raped by this guy again.

But Velcoli guessed wrong this time; instead of raping her, Alexander took the female pilot, who was naked, with her neck and arms tied behind her back and connected by ropes, downstairs. He opened the door to a room and pushed Velcoli inside.

In the room a woman was lying on the bed, her hands covering her face, seemingly terrified.

Velcoli was surprised to see that the woman was naked! Some striking bruises appeared on her ripe, voluptuous body on her large breasts and delicate thighs!

Hearing the door of the room open, the woman slowly removed her hands from her face and looked indifferently at Alexander and the female captive he was escorting. Velkoli saw a face with obvious Slavic features: her face filled with a numb and empty expression, her lips were slightly thick and full of sensuality, her cheekbones protruded, her black hair was loose and appeared full of sexual allure.

Alexander kicked the bed as hard as he could while shouting in Slavic.

The woman looked at Alexander with a cold look in her eyes and slowly spread her legs wide open, exposing her pussy completely. Her pubic hair was thick, indicating that she was a Croat woman and not a Muslim. Her pussy had turned a dark brown color from the excessive fucking, and the area around her pussy and her pubic hair was covered in filth from the rape.

Velkori seemed to realize what was going on, and she felt very sick and uncomfortable looking at the woman’s trashed lower body.

Alexander grinned at Velcoli and pointed at the woman’s lower back and said to her in broken English, “Get to work!”

Velkori slowly climbed onto the bed and knelt between the woman’s legs. As she hesitantly lowered her head and brought her face close to the base of the woman’s thighs, the noose around her neck suddenly tightened, causing her to almost gasp for air. Velkori hurriedly struggled to raise her hands, which were tied behind her back, to loosen the noose around her neck a bit.

Now that Velcro was almost at the base of the woman’s thighs, she could plainly see and smell a foul odor emanating from the woman’s filthy, filthy bottom that had been raped countless times. Velcro felt a wave of nausea and dizziness at the thought that she was going to have to clean the woman’s bottom with her mouth and tongue.

Just as Velcoli hesitated, Alexandria suddenly shoved her upraised arms hard behind her, pushing her face firmly into the woman’s pubic-haired pussy in one swift motion, screaming and cursing. Alexandria grabbed Velcoli’s hair in her hands and pressed her face firmly against the woman’s sticky cum-slathered pussy, rubbing it back and forth as hard as she could.

Seeing Velcro’s incessant struggles to let out guttural cries of woe, Alexander sent her hand away and Velcro hurriedly began to clean the woman’s bottom with her mouth and tongue. Alexander grabbed the female pilot’s arms, which were tied behind her back, with one hand and manipulated her movements; with the other, she ran her hand down Velcoli’s large, plump, fleshy ass to her asshole, which had become slightly slack after countless sodomites, and then inserted a finger into it!

Velcro felt a surge of pain and immediately moaned softly. But she realized that as soon as she slowed her tongue’s movements just a little bit, Alexander’s finger in her asshole began to gouge harder, so she hurried to lick even harder at the woman’s lower body.

Slowly, Velcoli felt her arms, which she had been holding so high up, grow sore and numb, and she began to lose her grip, her arms gradually sliding down her back as the ropes around her neck immediately tightened, causing her to begin to feel suffocated. When Alexander realized that Velkori’s face was completely buried between the woman’s legs, a heavy gasp escaping her mouth, and her naked body beginning to tremble uncontrollably, he hurriedly pushed Velkori’s arms higher so that the female pilot could at least catch her breath.

At the same time, Alexandria thrust her finger deeper and harder back and forth in Velcoli’s asshole, raping and playing with her behind her back again with her finger while the female pilot lay on her back sucking and licking the other woman’s pussy, which was soaked with her saliva.

Velcro was now completely desperate and resigned to her fate, the pangs of pain and soreness in her anus were making her feel very uncomfortable, the humiliation and pain of tasting another woman’s cum and vaginal secretions covered bottom on one hand while being played with and raped anally by someone else on the other almost broke Velcro.

= In the other room, Barbara had just been raped by the tenth guy. Barbara now felt that her cunt and womb had been filled with the cum of those rapists, and the sticky liquid was dripping out of her gradually loosely opening flesh.

The new guy who had come in began to focus his attention on the young woman’s mouth, and he rode unmercifully over Barbara’s abused and already swollen chest, grabbed the female pilot by the hair in his hand, and began to rape her in her mouth.

Barbara was now ravaged: her plump, naked flesh was covered in sweat – both her own and that of the men who had ridden on top of her and ravished her; her pussy was loosely open underneath her, and a mixture of fluids was slowly dripping from it; large patches of semen smeared all over Barbara’s thighs, belly, breasts and face; even her dark hair was wet; her delicate breasts had become red and swollen, and her two tiny nipples were stretched and swollen; her eyes were dazed and bewildered; her black hair was even wet, breasts and face, and even made her dark hair wet; her delicate breasts had become red and swollen, and her two tiny nipples were stretched and swollen; her eyes were dazedly open and her head was being pulled back and forth in a motion as a thick rod kept thrusting in and out of her tiny mouth, poking straight down into her throat.

= While the Serbian guard’s fingers were still gouging and twirling freely in Velkori’s asshole, Velkori lay on her back on the bed between the woman’s thick pubic hairs and was forced to carefully lick the woman’s soiled bottom clean. Velcro tried to hold her breath as long as she could, as the odor of the woman’s bottom, a mixture of semen and various secretions, was disgusting to her.

Suddenly, Velcro felt the woman grab her hair with both hands and press her face firmly against her flesh, twisting her hips ever so slightly to rub her flesh against her face!

The woman was beginning to enjoy Velkori’s “service”. For the first time since she had been taken from her village by Akan a year ago, she now felt a painless sexual act. For a year she had been treated as a simple tool for lust, she had grown accustomed to being raped and abused by men, but now she felt as if she could enjoy something comfortable.

She grabbed Velcro’s hair and pressed her between her legs while clamping her legs tightly around Velcro’s head. Velcro’s nose was pressed against the woman’s bud of flesh and her mouth was right on her little pussy that was starting to get hot.

Velcorie had understood what the woman meant and she just had to keep sucking her tongue in and out of the woman’s flesh. Velcoli gradually felt that she was having trouble breathing, and she had to speed up the frequency of her sucking. Velcorie was starting to get a little scared that if she didn’t make the woman climax soon, she would be suffocated by the lustful water flowing out of her pussy. She was even worried that the woman might become incontinent during her orgasm.

Velcro was forced to swallow the copious amounts of lewdness that kept flowing into her mouth while sucking hard on her pussy, finally sending the miserable woman to an orgasm.

Seeing that Velkori had done her “job” well, Alexander took the female pilot out of the room and into another.

The woman in this room had obviously just been raped because the soldier was still standing in the room carrying his pants.

Unlike the woman from earlier, this woman’s hands were securely bound to the dirty, cramped bed because she was a new captive who had just been captured a week earlier.

The woman was young, about twenty years old. She had short black hair and her naked body was slim, but appeared well developed. The girl reminded Velcro of her companion Barbara.

The pale skin of that girl’s thighs and arms was covered with bruises. Her pussy showed obvious signs of having been repaired, indicating that she was a Mu woman.

Before Velcro could prepare her mind for any of this, she was violently pushed down onto the girl’s lower body by Alexandria, while yelling at her at the top of her lungs.

Velcro felt overwhelmed with indignation and humiliation, but she could only do as Alexander commanded. She began to bury her face between the girl’s legs and licked her tongue around the red and swollen lips of her gang-raped cunt and tender pussy. Unlike the woman earlier, the Mu girl didn’t react or even move her body as Velcoli cleaned her pussy with her mouth and tongue, which made Velcoli feel even more ashamed because she felt like a rapist now.

When Velcoli had finished her work here, Alexander escorted her to another room and went on to clean the dirty, filthy bottom of the next captive whore. In this way, Velcoli spent the entire morning in non-stop licking of the captive women’s sticky, foul-smelling pussies, feeling almost mad with the humiliation and wrath she was experiencing.

Alexander stayed behind the female pilot, grabbing her arms tied behind her back and raised high, holding Velkoli’s wrists like a club, pushing and shoving her savagely, forcing her to lick between the legs of the military prostitutes as she wished. He loved to hear the wet “chirping” sound Velcro made as she licked the poor women’s pussies clean, embarrassing the female pilots.

Finally, Alexander took the already nearly exhausted female pilot into one of the innermost rooms.

As soon as Velkori entered, she saw Arkan – the most vicious, evil fellow in the world in her eyes! Velkori felt an immediate sense of fear, and she bowed her head almost instinctively before she even had a chance to look at the woman bound like a frog to be dissected on the bed in her room.

When Arkan grabbed the woman on the bed by her wet, disheveled hair and lifted her face up, Velkori realized that the woman with her face almost covered in sticky cum was her companion, Barbara!

Velcro was almost stunned by Barbara’s current appearance, especially her legs which were pulled almost over her head in rope bondage. Barbara’s firm, well-proportioned legs were bruised and battered, and the roots of her thighs were almost completely smeared with large globs of cum. Her mesmerizing pussy had been reddened and loosened by the penetration, turning it into a closed hole that kept dripping out cum. Barbara’s naked breasts were also covered with bruises from teeth bites and vigorous rubbing, and were covered with marks from her rapist.

Vercoli had been too stunned to speak; she had never seen such a filthy, miserable woman.

To her now, Barbara, who had apparently suffered an inhumanly ravaged gang rape, looked even worse than the lowliest, sluttiest of prostitutes!

Barbara’s eyes also widened at this point as she looked at Velcro standing across the room, feeling very ashamed to be seen by Velcro in the ugly state she was in.

Velcro looked at Barbara and suddenly realized that she didn’t look much better now. She was also naked, covered in sweat and filth, her face was smeared with the dirty semen from the women’s bottoms, and she smelled like a mixture of urine and sweat. Velcro was saddened, she felt like a cheap whore in her own way!

“She’s a real bitch now, isn’t she?!” Arkan grabbed Barbara by the hair so that Velkori could get a better look at her tear and cum stained face. “Let my men fuck her a few more times and she’ll be carrying a healthy Serbian offspring in her belly!”

“You stinking bitch! I’ll make you keep licking clean those stinking bitches who serve my warriors! And of course I’ll make you go right on serving my warriors until you’re fucked up too! What do you say? My great American Navy slut?!”

Velcoli couldn’t answer, she felt very disgusted at the thought of having to clean the dirty and filthy bodies of those miserable women with her mouth and tongue, and even more so at the thought that she might be pregnant with the children of these brutal rapists. She was now at a loss as to what she could do to stop the brutal abuse of this madman, and she would rather  follow his orders to lick those women’s lower bodies clean than  get pregnant as a result of being gang raped.

Velkori could only nod her head blankly, her face burning from the immense humiliation and helplessness she felt.

“Well, my toilet whore!” Arkan pointed to Barbara, who was tied to the bed. “Go get this stinking bitch cleaned up! Starting with her face and including the bed!”

Velcro knelt between Barbara’s legs, which were bound from side to side, and slowly bent her body down. She closed her eyes and began to run her tongue over her colleague’s cum smeared face, and after licking off the thick layer of foul smelling goo, Velcro felt Barbara’s warm, delicate skin.

Velcro kept licking at Barbara’s face, licking the slimy stuff into her mouth before swallowing it, the disgusting taste almost making her gag. She kept her eyes closed and didn’t look at Barbara’s expression as she felt that this current scenario was embarrassing for both parties. Velcro tried to take her mind off of the situation she was in, but the unpleasant odor that washed up into her nose and the constant retching were a constant reminder of the immense humiliation the female pilot was facing.

As Velcorie’s tongue toweled up to Barbara’s lips, she suddenly felt Barbara open her mouth and kiss herself with her soft tongue! Velcro opened her eyes and was surprised and shy to see the brunette moaning slightly and kissing herself.

Velcro was almost on top of Barbara now, her two huge breasts falling heavily against her chest, grinding against the two plump globes of flesh on Barbara’s breasts, the two women’s sweaty, sensitive mounds of flesh rubbing against each other in a way that made both of them feel a strange sense of pleasure.

Velcoli licked Barbara’s face clean and slowly bent over and began to lick the young female pilot’s full, beautiful breasts. Barbara’s pretty breasts were already ravaged, some of the dried cum was smeared on them, the nipples were red and swollen, and the delicate breasts were covered with bruises. Velcro licked tenderly, and slowly she realized that Barbara’s nipples were visibly hardening under her licking!

After hours of nightmarish gang rape, Barbara was now beginning to gradually relax. Velcoli’s tongue moved over her body, causing the young female pilot to feel herself shuddering uncontrollably, a strange sensation rising as she raised her upper body as much as she could, sending her breasts as far as she could into Velcoli’s mouth.

Arkan took the bottle of wine from Alexander and sipped it, watching as the high-flying female pilot knelt in front of her colleague and licked up the sticky cum that was smeared all over her colleague’s body. Naked, Velkori knelt on the bed, her bound arms raised high behind her back, her large breasts jiggling against her chest while her wide, fat ass swayed in front of Arkan.

Akan began to realize that he was now filled with desire for this American woman again.

Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (IX)

Arkan got Alexander to help him by lifting the bed to which Barbara was bound to the center of the room. Then he ordered Velcoli to turn around with her face between Barbara’s legs and her legs kneeling on either side of Barbara’s head so that the female pilot’s big plump ass was right up against the edge of the bed. Arkan stepped behind Velcoli, unzipped his pants and pulled out his large rod, which had long since risen in anger.

While Velcoli was burying her head between Barbara’s legs and sucking those white dregs with her mouth, Arkan had already peeled back the two fat mounds of the female pilot’s flesh with his hands, aimed at the little meat hole behind her ass and smoothly inserted his big rod without meeting the slightest resistance. Arkan still remembered that the first time he had penetrated the female pilot’s asshole in that barn, it was still very difficult, but now Velkori’s warm and tight hole had adapted very well to his penetration.

With one hand, Arkan grabbed Velcoli’s bound hands and pushed her so that her head was pressed against Barbara’s lower body, while with the other hand he reached down to the female pilot’s body and took hold of a fat breast and rubbed it vigorously. He pinched Velcoli’s nipple between his thumb and forefinger and kept rubbing until the little thing was a swollen little ball of flesh. At the same time Arkan’s hips pushed harder and harder, poking and thrusting up and down the female pilot’s ass as fast as he could.

Velcorie was lying on her back at the base of Barbara’s thighs, her lips just about to scarf her colleague’s cum-filled, saturated pussy, when the big dick Arkan had inserted into her asshole poked up heavily, driving Velcorie’s face into Barbara’s wet, greasy pussy in one swift thrust.

Arkan could clearly feel the woman’s agony as Velkori’s body convulsed, the muscles in her buttocks contracting violently, causing the walls of flesh in her anus to wrap more tightly around his rod.

Beneath Arkan, Velcoli was lying with difficulty on Barbara’s lower body, collecting the sticky dregs with her mouth and tongue, while Barbara seemed to be starting to get aroused, her body shivering ever so slightly. The pain from her nipples and the pounding thrusts behind her ass were a constant reminder of Velcorie’s shameful and pathetic fate at the moment.

As Arkan gradually increased the force of his thrusts, Velcoli had begun to struggle and wail with unbearable grief. Her face was pressed so tightly against Barbara’s pussy that even purring and sucking was somewhat difficult. Almost mechanically, Velcoli slipped her tongue into Barbara’s hot, wet flesh, licking and eating the fishy, thick liquid inside. She was now focusing more on the constant, hot, rising sensation that was coming like a tidal wave from the fleshy hole in her ass. Velcro felt humiliated now, having to lick and eat her enemy’s cum while at the same time enduring the brutal raping of her asshole by her enemy.

Barbara was now beginning to moan and squirm on the bed due to the constant sucking and licking of Velcoli’s tongue on the sensitive area. Barbara, lying on the wet, sticky sheets, began to wiggle her ass constantly, occasionally lifting her hips upward and pursuing Velcro’s tongue with her pussy. Barbara kept rubbing her pussy against Velcoli’s face, trying to use Velcoli’s tongue to get herself satisfied.

Above Barbara’s face, Arkan’s thick rod was bracing Velcoli’s asshole and pumping into her big, white, plump ass. Arkan pressed hard on Velcoli’s wide hips so that her pussy almost toweled Barbara’s face. Barbara opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and gently sucked her tongue up around Velcoli’s sensitive clit.

Velcro began to feel alarmed as she simultaneously realized that her companion’s flesh and surrounding areas were visibly engorged and swollen, and she heard Barbara moaning in an ecstatic voice.

“Oh… Velkoli, harder… please! …”

Barbara felt herself losing her mind, grinding her hot pussy harder against Velcoli’s face, frantically longing for her to stick her tongue in and suck herself. Barbara tried to clamp her legs around Velcoli’s head to bring her mouth closer to her pussy, but the ropes binding her legs stopped her. Barbara could only wait passively as Velcoli brought her slowly, and painfully, to a screaming, wailing orgasm.

“Ah! … Come on, don’t stop! Velkoli, Velkoli… ah, don’t… oh, oh… ah ！！！！”

Over Barbara’s head, Arkan was thrusting hard into Velcoli’s already side-hot, fully-open hole of flesh. He was feeling very happy now, and he felt that he had completely reduced the high-spirited female pilot to a whore to be raped at will!

Seeing his bodyguard Alexander standing in the corner, Arkan ordered Alexander to pick up the belt and whip the American bitch as hard as he could while he raped Velcoli!

Alexandria immediately picked up the wide belt and lashed it down hard towards the female pilot’s bare, smooth and flat back! Velcro felt the belt hit her back hard, and with a dull whipping sound, a fiery pain came, and she immediately lost her voice and screamed.

Arkan watched as Alexander savagely and cruelly whipped the captive woman, thrusting harder and harder and grunting under his breath.

“Clench your lowly ass! Get a taste of the whip, huh? Go on and bite the little bitch in front of you, bite her bitchy pussy! You whore!!!”

These humiliating words of Arkan’s tortured Velkori along with the whip, and she hesitated not knowing what to do.

Velkori didn’t dare refuse either, she knew Arkan had a way of making her submit and she was beginning to feel that she did look like a whore, just like Barbara!

Arkan grabbed the rope around Velkori’s neck and pulled her head back, whispering in her ear, “Do as I say, you bitch! Do it!”

Akan let go of the ropes in his hand and immediately Velcoli’s face fell onto Barbara’s pussy and she began to bite her colleague’s pussy with her teeth! Fear of Arkan caused Velcoli to not even think about what she was doing, and with the heavy thrashing of the strap on her back and the powerful thrusts of Arkan’s rod in her ass, Velcoli began to sink her teeth into Barbara’s swollen, fleshy lips! The lustful water that kept flowing from Barbara’s cunt stained Velcoli’s face, almost suffocating her. But Velcro couldn’t care about that anymore, just endured Arkan’s ravishment while tearing at Barbara’s elegantly shaped pussy with her teeth.

Barbara awoke from her orgasmic stupor, the excruciating pain in her pussy accompanied by a pleasure she had never felt before overwhelming her! Instinctively, Barbara began to suck hard on the flesh of the Velcro she was head over heels in, licking her clit even harder.

Arkan poked and prodded Velkori’s ass even harder, the female pilot’s hot meaty hole overwhelming him, the comfort of being wrapped tightly around a plump, toned ass almost too much for Arkan to hold on to.

“Harder! You nasty whore! Bite her harder! Harder, to make the bitch scream! Or I’ll have Alexander cut off your nipples and feed them to you!!!”

Arkan screamed and terrorized Velkori as he tortured her with his thick rod.

Velcoli bit Barbara harder, finally biting through Barbara’s delicate pussy and oozing blood! The blood, mixed with the lewdness and residual semen, flowed into Velcoli’s mouth, and she felt a bitter taste, feeling that she was now fighting Barbara like a dog fighting a rat.

Barbara was unprepared and felt only a sharp pain. She screamed and subconsciously sank her teeth into Velcro’s pussy as well!

Alexander, who was wielding a belt and torturing Velcoli from the sidelines, was stunned by the bizarre spectacle before his own eyes! In the war he had made two captives beat each other until one of them was knocked unconscious. But he had never seen two women entangled together, tearing at each other’s vulvas! As he watched his chief raping the strong female pilot, he had forgotten to continue whipping Velcoli’s backside, which was already covered with cruel whip marks.

Arkan sweated as he gripped Velkori’s fat ass and fought to rape the female pilot, while the two captured women gasped and tangled together, screaming and tearing at each other, the corners of their mouths stained with each other’s spilled blood.

Everyone looks crazy!

The physical pain and mental stress drove Velcro insane, all the humiliation she had suffered since her capture and the anger she had been suppressing suddenly bursting forth. The slightly salty taste of Barbara’s blood in her mouth, combined with the pain from her lower body, gave her an indescribable sensation.

But Velcro finally managed to control her madness, and she began to whimper as she lay down on Barbara’s bleeding pussy and sucked it tenderly, sticking her tongue inside and licking it.

Pain and pleasure mingled as Barbara felt herself on the verge of another orgasm. Suddenly she twisted her body like mad and desperately sucked on Velcoli’s equally wounded pussy above her face. As Barbara let out a shrill moan, a thick stream of cunt-juice washed away the blood from the wound and jetted into Velcoli’s mouth!

For the first time, Velcro had tasted another woman’s orgasm, and at the same time she felt her own body changing inexorably, her lower pussy already wet and slippery under Barbara’s insistent warmth.

Barbara moaned with pleasure as she continued to gently suck on Velcoli’s already lust-flooded pussy. Velcro’s incessant stream of lust was dripping all over Barbara’s face, and Barbara could plainly feel that her friend had reached the limit of her endurance. Barbara kept sucking and teasing Velcro’s bulging clit harder and harder, nibbling on it with her teeth, finally sending her friend to an orgasm as well!

For the first time, the two women forgot the humiliation they were being subjected to and indulged in caressing each other. Velcorie’s body shuddered violently as she lay limp on top of Barbara, her fat ass swaying from side to side as Barbara sucked on it, and even though Arkan was still savagely raping her asshole, it didn’t stop Velcorie from climaxing for the first time under the caresses of her own sex.

Arkan did his best to hold on, but the intense lovemaking of the two women made him unable to take it anymore. Akan’s body shook and finally he too ejaculated in Velcoli’s big plump ass. He slowly withdrew from Velcro’s anus, which was already a little red and swollen from penetration, and watched as the thick white liquid slowly flowed out of the small meat hole and onto Barbara’s gently wailing face below.

Velcro had stopped sucking Barbara’s pussy so hard, she was just gently licking around Barbara’s pussy, eating the fluid that kept coming out of there.

Barbara did the same, tenderly caressing her friend’s engorged and bulging little bead of flesh, collecting with her tongue the liquid that gushed profusely from Velcro’s pussy, and eating every drop of it even when mixed with Arkan’s cum.

The two female pilots bound by ropes caressed and tenderly stroked each other’s bodies like true lesbians. Akan, who was watching the two women in a state of ecstasy, after a while ordered Alexandria.

“Enough! Alexander, take that tall slut to her room and separate them! The way I see it, they’ve rested as well as they can. Let the little bitch rest after she services five or six more soldiers today. Tomorrow, let the tall one clean the bitches’ sluts’ pussies first, and then use her to satisfy my soldiers.

That little one doesn’t have a job tomorrow. Feed them, they need the strength to work!”

= Akan sat quietly in his room on the second floor, and he couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the various ways in which he had brutally and thoroughly abused the two female American pilots. But Arkan knew that the time had come for him to make a choice.

Arkan knew that the CIA would soon learn that the two women were here, and he had to get rid of them before then. He had already gotten a lot of pleasure out of the two women: the video of Barbara being gang-raped by the Mu volunteers had damaged relations between the United States and the Mu in Bosnia and Herzegovina, and the movie about Velcoli and General Milosejdic had given him the tank he wanted.

Now Arkan was even contemplating whether or not he stood to make use of the two American women again before killing them. He still had at least the video of Velcoli’s gang-rape in the barn in his possession, and based on past experience on the black market, Arkan could be sure that he’d still make a profit from it.

With that in mind, Arkan located the videotape and put it into the machine. Images of Velcoli, stripped naked and hanging in the barn, appeared on the screen, and the female pilot screamed and cried out loudly as she was savagely raped through the fleshy hole in her ass by the man behind her.

Arkan contemplated the video as he admired it. Akan suddenly smiled when the image showed Velkori being raped by the seventh man.

An idea came to him!

= Akan had no idea that his idea would influence the meeting at the White House a week later, attended by the President of the United States and the U.S. Ambassador to Italy.

“I’m a little confused. Mr. Ambassador, can you tell me once more how you got this tape?”

“Yes, Mr. President. As you know, I am on good personal terms with a number of ministers in the Italian Government. Sometimes I attend their little private gatherings, and of course, these gatherings of theirs are just to share with each other some questions about our government. …As you know, there are often scandals in the private life of some members of the government. I mean the Italian government. At one of these gatherings I saw this film, and at that time I immediately recognized that this woman was one of the two female pilots we shot down in Bosnia and Herzegovina – Lieutenant Velcoli. At that time I immediately told that minister that I was sure that he had nothing to do with it, but that I wanted to make a copy of a videotape of this movie myself. He trusted me and contacted for me the man who had given him the tape. In short, I got this videotape from a guy who I was sure was a member of the Mafia.”

“The Mafia? How did they get involved in this?”

“Yes, I’ve heard from the shadows that there is a close connection between the mafia and a group of Serbian militia in Bosnia and Herzegovina, whose leader is called Arkan. The mafia trades guns and medicines with them, and also smuggles for them the things they looted during the war, and even trades from them the women they captured during the war. So I came to tell you. I’m sure the CIA has information on them.”

“Ah, very well. Mr. Ambassador, you have made a great contribution to your country! Don’t tell anyone else about this, we don’t want to cause unnecessary trouble. Leave this tape, I want to study it. I won’t forget what you’ve done, and this ambassadorship will remain yours for as long as you want it, no need to worry about Congress there!”

“Thank you, Mr. President. You know that I am someone who can be trusted.”

= “Who can believe it? I’ve spent millions of dollars for the CIA and they can’t get a single bit of valuable intelligence? Go verify this information before you notify the Pentagon.”

“Yes, I’ll get started immediately and then I’ll notify the Pentagon. If all goes well, within 24 hours the Delta Commandos stationed in Hungary will begin the rescue operation!”

“May you be lucky. But I’m not going to inform the Pentagon right away to start the operation. You go ahead and tell them about the what’s-his-name Arkan, but don’t say it with any certainty. Then tell them to go to the CIA for information and wait for my instructions.”

“Why? Mr. President.”

“I suppose it makes no difference how many days we wait, after all, they’ve been where they are for three weeks. Opportunities like this don’t come along all the time, and you have to make the most of them! I’ve been informed that the Independent Prosecutor will publish his indictment in three or four days’ time. I’ll have something to beat him over the head with, and to shut up the Congressionals! Politics is sometimes like sex, it’s the timing that counts!”

= Akan was beginning to feel a little disbelief at the facts before him, that good fortune had come so quickly. So soon after he had sold a videotape about Velcoli and Barbara to a mafioso, an anonymous buyer was willing to offer two million Deutsche Marks for the two American women!

The request and the price were too much for Arkan to resist, even though he knew it would be safer to get the two American women killed and throw them deeper into the mine. The only thing that worried him a little now was the fact that he knew nothing about the buyer, but the middleman was reliable, and he assured Arkan that he would conceal his situation.

“After all, if you don’t even trust the mafia in this world, who else can you trust?” Arkan reassured himself. He secretly decided: since these two American prostitutes were leaving in two days, it was time to give them a “farewell party”!

=The next afternoon, Velcoli was brought into Arkan’s office.

Upon entering, Velcoli immediately felt a terrible sense of foreboding: Barbara, naked like herself, stood bound with her arms spread wide on a rack, flanked by the smiling devil, Arkan, and his cruel bodyguard, Alexander.

Velcro was pushed down to her knees in front of Barbara, and she felt a chill run through her body as she looked up to see her companion’s horrified eyes.

Even after three weeks of repeated gang-rape and various forms of abuse, Arkan still felt that the proud blonde pilot had not completely lost her self-respect, and he was ready to completely and utterly humiliate Velkori once more, causing her to have a complete mental breakdown. He could feel that there was still something of defiance in Velkori’s eyes, and that made Arkan even more determined. Akan had realized the intimacy between Velcro and Barbara, and he was determined to use it to bring her to her knees.

Arkan skillfully bound both nipples on Barbara’s bare chest with more fishing line as Velcoli’s horrified eyes watched. He pulled and tugged at the fishing line in his hand, torturing the young female pilot’s delicate nipples and causing her to let out a low scream of agony. Meanwhile Alexander took a sharp knife and gesticulated around Barbara’s strangled and swollen nipples.

While Alexander’s knife was gesticulating around Barbara’s nipple, Arkan seemed to be talking casually to Velcoli. He told Velkori about his plans for the evening and the role she was to play, reminding the female pilot that if she did anything to displease him, then Barbara might just pay for it.

After Arkan finished terrorizing the two women, he leaned over and whispered in Velkori’s ear, “If you dare defy me and disgrace me in front of my people, it’s going to be bad luck for her boobs, and I’ll have Alexander deal with her!

He will cut off your friend’s pretty nipples first, followed by her ears, and maybe her nose, or whatever else is on her body! By the time Alexander is done, your pretty friend will be an ugly mess! And all this because you didn’t listen to me!!!”

When Arkan finished speaking, Alexander began to threaten Barbara’s red and swollen nipples with the sharp knife. Velcoli saw that Barbara had begun to sob out of fear and nervousness.

In fact, Arkan was just scaring them. Akan had already sold the two female pilots to someone else, so he couldn’t hurt Barbara. But the two American women don’t know that they’ve been sold like things, they just know that Akan is capable of anything.

Vercoli glanced at the shivering and crying Barbara, and the terrified woman hurriedly shook her head over and over again : “No, don’t hurt her! I’ll do whatever you say!”

Seeing that Velkori had been completely intimidated by her gimmick and had completely succumbed, Arkan then pointed to a set of clothes that had already been prepared to the side and ordered Velkori to put them on.

Once Velcoli was in the outfit, Arkan began to circle her, admiring the female pilot’s half-naked, lewd attire. He had Velkori walk over to a large mirror so that she could get a good look at her current lowly and shameless attire, and then ordered Velkori to put on a thick pile of bad, cheap make-up until Arkan was satisfied with the female pilot’s new outfit.

Throughout the whole process, Akan had not even toweled Velcoli with a single finger. But he was already very satisfied that he had completely humiliated and raped this American woman with his words and spirit.

Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (X)

Akan smiled at the dozen or so men who stood around him, the most loyal officers of his Tigers, his cameraman and, of course, Alexander, his bodyguard. He was about to hold a farewell ceremony for his American “guests” in the hotel’s billiard room, where all but one of the tables had been removed from the center of the hall and a small bar had been set up in one corner.

A Serbian nationalist flag hung above the only pool table, and on the table lay Barbara, a naked American female pilot. Barbara’s arms were securely tied behind her back and pressed under her naked body.

She lay sprawled across the table, her legs resting on the outside of the long edge of the table, her head resting on the other long edge, her dark hair cascading down the edge of the table. Barbara’s ass was resting on the edge of the table leaving her bottom obscenely exposed, and her legs were bound with rope and pulled hard to the sides, the other end of the rope tied to the legs of the table.

One man stood next to Barbara’s head, pulling at her dark hair with an easy hand. Another man stood between Barbara’s legs, which were bound by ropes pulled apart, and stroked and played with the female pilot’s bare bottom with his hand. The others waited idly in the room.

With a neat “AH!”, the door was opened and Alexander walked in, leading Velkori like a shepherd.

Alexander held Velcoli by the nylon thread in his hand, the other end of which was tied to the two large, dark red nipples of the female pilot’s exposed nipples. The nylon thread strangled deep into the roots of both of Velcoli’s nipples, causing both nipples to swell obscenely, turning a cruel dark red from engorgement.

This time Velcoli’s hands were not bound, but instead held a silver-gray tray with a bottle of expensive scotch and a wine glass. Velcoli was ordered to pour Arkan’s drink, a simple but doubly humiliating order. The captured female pilot had no choice but to follow Alexander towards Arkan, watched by a mob of lustful eyes.

Velcro had to follow Alexander’s lead or the nylon threads would tear her nipples apart. Before entering, Alexander had thoroughly repaired the female pilot’s body to ensure her obedience. Forced to play the role of servant to these thugs who had raped her, Velcoli felt a great sense of shame and disgust, her face filled with pain as she walked with her head bowed to the greedy, lewd stares of the surrounding thugs. Barbara, who was bound to the ball table, also fixed her eyes on the ceiling at this time, she did not  see her colleague and good friend being humiliated and tortured by her enemies in such a way.

Barbara’s face had begun to blush with shame due to Velcoli’s embarrassing and embarrassing situation. Compared to Velcoli, her nakedness could even be called elegant, as Velcoli was dressed almost like the lowliest whore on the street!

In fact, Arkan had dressed Velkoli in the style of a Belgrade street whore. The athletic pilot wore a pair of black stiletto heels called “fuck me”, which made it painful for her to walk with her feet crammed into them. On top of Velcro’s long, firm legs she wore a pair of black mesh pantyhose, no skirt and with the pantyhose cut wide open at the parting, leaving her pubic hairy bottom and most of her plump ass completely exposed.

Velcoli was wearing a black sports jacket with no bra underneath, the narrow jacket was open leaving the female pilot’s large unusually perky breasts completely exposed. Velkoli’s face was heavily staked with poor-quality makeup, with a thick layer of greasepaint around her large blue eyes, and a thick layer of bright red lipstick on her lips, and even her cheekbones were covered with this cheap lipstick. Velkoli looked worse than even the lowest of Belgrade’s street whores!

Following Arkan’s orders, Velcoli was led by Alexander like an exhibition among the Serbian thugs. Arkan watched with satisfaction as his men ran their hands liberally over the American pilot’s nearly naked body, rubbing the pilot’s bare chest, squeezing her plump, bouncy ass, and even slipping their fingers into her flesh and snapping and digging!

Velcro didn’t try to resist, she just mumbled over and over in her mind with tears in her eyes, “I must obey! I must not annoy them!” She simply bowed her head, humiliated, and followed Alexander through the greedy hands of the thugs towards Arkan.

Barbara watched sadly as Velcro suffered shameful humiliation, and she could feel the men’s lust slowly rising as Velcro was pulled a little closer to Arkan by the nylon threads tied to her nipples.

Velcoli felt the animalistic desires of those men gradually enveloping her, and likewise, the odor and the strong smell of tobacco emanating from those nasty guys filling the room made her feel very sick. Velcoli could only concentrate fully on the tray in her hands, while silently enduring those dirty hands ravaging her half-naked body, and she was really afraid that she would drop what she was holding.

Thus, in great shame, Velcoli passed through the hands of countless men and walked towards Arkan under the vicious pull of Alexander, and every step of the female pilot’s agony was recorded by the photographer – Dmitri.

Finally, the blonde woman made her way through the crowd to the bottom of the banner, where Arkan was standing with a whip in his left hand.

Velkori stood silently before Arkan, her eyes filled with fear and submission, and obediently poured a glass of wine for him. Then Velkorie knelt at Akan’s feet, as he had ordered her to do, and she bowed her head, not daring to glance around because she was so ashamed.

Amidst the cheers of the men around him, Arkan looked triumphantly at the female pilot kneeling at his feet and ran his hands through Velkori’s beautiful blonde hair like a true conqueror would a captive. Then he commanded the proud female pilot, who had completely succumbed, “Now that you are a real bitch, serve me like a real bitch!”

Already terrified, Velkori stole a glance at Barbara. When she saw Alexander standing next to Barbara with a pocket knife in his hand, the female pilot’s body began to shake uncontrollably, and, forcing herself to hold back her great humiliation, she surrendered to Akan almost immediately.

Velkori gently moved her body on her knees and held Arkan’s legs with one hand while she began to undo his pants with the other. Then she carefully pulled out Arkan’s already hard cock and took its root in both hands and stroked it gently. Then Velkori opened her lips and took the tip of the thick rod into her mouth and licked it, her soft tongue sucking and swirling back and forth near Akan’s sensitive glans.

Because she was tied to the ball table on her back, Barbara’s view was blocked by Arkan’s body, and she couldn’t see what was happening, but the shouts and jeers coming from the guys around her made Barbara aware of what was going on. Velkori was being trashed by Akan like a whore for herself! The thought sent an ache through Barbara’s heart.

The kneeling blonde pilot shivered as she sucked on Arkan’s rod, an intense feeling of shame almost breaking her. Velcro tried to satisfy the man in front of her as much as she could without thinking about what a humiliating and degrading thing she was doing, and the thought of resisting even pressed through her mind. As the men around her gazed at her with mocking contempt, Velcro slowly began to feel more and more like a real whore, just as she did in her present attire!

Now feeling that there was no humiliation that she could not accept, Velcoli sucked on Arkan’s rod as submissively as a slave, shamelessly trying to please him. As the thick, hard thing filled her mouth, Velkorie began to despair, feeling that she was gradually degenerating into the shameless, lowly whore that Akan wanted her to be.

Velkori was suffering from shame in great despair, her mouth sucking on Arkan’s rod and making an unpleasant “chirping” sound, drool dripping down from the corners of her mouth and wetting the two huge breasts on the pilot’s chest. As silence fell around them, the mortified pilot could be heard whimpering as she sucked on her rival’s prick, Velcro having completely succumbed.

Fortunately for Velcoli, Arkan didn’t last long under her skillful ministrations. Arkan, who was showing how to enslave the strong and proud American female pilot, was just as absorbed in the satisfaction of bringing his female opponent to her knees as his cheering men. All of the men here had possessed the blonde pilot’s ripe and wonderful body, and they likewise hadn’t lasted long in Velcro’s.

Arkan began to feel his orgasm rapidly approaching as he began to actively pound away at Velkori’s mouth. He grabbed the female pilot by the hair and insulted and tortured her with his swollen rod, then ejaculated violently into Velcoli’s heavily staked lips and eyes! Sticky, fishy, hot cum immediately smeared Velkori’s face.

Watching the grieving and humiliated Velkori slowly fall to her knees at her feet, Arkan triumphantly continued his command, “Now dance for us, Velkori! Dance to that dancing whore from your MTV!”

Velcorie was almost stunned as a rock song quickly blared through the room, bringing her back to the harsh reality of the situation. Velcorie stood up numbly, looking around at the brutal, greedy stares of the guys, and the shiny knife next to Barbara’s nipple, and slowly twirled to the beat. As best she could, Velcro tried to remember the dances she used to do at army parties, and gyrated demurely in front of these rapists.

Velcro’s face, smeared with Arkan’s cum, burned, and tears streamed silently down her face as she wriggled her almost-naked body in the midst of the countless obscenely contemptuous, hungry stares all around her. She could feel the cum smeared on her face drying and solidifying, and she felt that she had left a deep mark as an unashamed slut in the minds of these guys – and perhaps Barbara as well! She loathed the feeling deeply, but was powerless to escape it.

The female pilot continued to dance before the mob. Velcoli’s large, plump breasts fell heavily on her chest, her two delicate nipples were sadly red and swollen from being bolted together with nylon threads, and her two large, snow-white breasts swayed seductively as she rhythmically wiggled her hips and waist.

Under the flash used by Arkan’s photographer, Velkori’s constantly writhing body emitted a bewitching bright light. The body of the rigorously trained female pilot was plump and firm, and beads of crystalline sweat gradually began to trickle down her almost naked body. The surrounding men looked at the almost naked female pilot dancing lewdly with a gaze as if they were looking at a bar girl, their eyes full of hunger and desire, staring at Velcro’s well-muscled body, lips painted with thick lipstick, and plump breasts that had been tortured.

Arkan’s men gradually surrounded and crowded Velcoli towards the table where Barbara was tied up, giving Barbara a clear view of her idol dancing with her body exposed like a cheap stripper.

Akan’s voice suddenly rang out in the noisy room, “Turn around, bitch! Show us your big ass!”

Velcorie looked around at the greedy eyes around her and turned painfully to face Barbara, who was tied to the ball table. She saw the pain and shame in Barbara’s eyes. Velcoli continued to dance, barely holding on, her plump, fat ass completely naked and exposed under her narrow jacket. She could imagine that her current lustful posture was an invitation for these beastly fellows to attack her.

Desperate, Velcro tried to anesthetize herself with the music, almost subconsciously gyrating and swaying her sweaty, ripe, toned body, sending out the most natural, primal sexual signals to everyone. The terrifying stares around her made Velcro wince, and as the men pressed on, the dancing Velcro leaned over the edge of the table in panic, her practically naked bottom almost pressing against the equally naked bottom of the bound Barbara! Feeling desperate, Velcoli felt that she was falling into Arkan’s trap.

Akan, standing on the other side of the table, found it very satisfying to see again the tears of humiliation coming from the eyes of the pompous American woman, and the same tears of shame and sympathy coming from the eyes of the brunette girl tied to the table. He found their tears very, very exciting!

Velcoli kept dancing, the music making it impossible for her to stop this humiliating performance. Her toned and beautiful flesh was uncovered and her humiliation was equally exposed to all. Velcoli was horrified at the changes in her body, realizing what the heavy swaying of her large perky breasts and the back and forth rocking of her fat ass meant as sweat ran down her chest, back and thighs.

As Velcoli got closer and closer to Barbara, Arkan’s voice sounded again, “Show us how you women in the U.S. Navy make love to each other!”

“My brave Navy pilot, show us how you American women can satisfy yourselves without a man! Go lick this bitch or I’ll skin you with a whip! And then cut her nipples off for you!!!”

Just as Velcoli hesitated not  to display the intimate gesture between herself and Barbara as entertainment in front of these guys, Akan immediately made Velcoli realize his authority with the whip in his hand. Vercoli saw with horror that Arkan raised the whip and swung it down with such force that a striking red bloodstain immediately appeared on Barbara’s bare, snow-white chest, while the brunette let out a scream of agony!

When Arkan raised the whip again, Velkori immediately screamed almost in tears, “No! Please don’t!”

At the same time, Velcoli immediately dropped to her knees and buried her face in the roots of her own companion’s heavily smelling thighs. Velcoli laid her face down on Barbara’s flesh and sucked almost urgently, breathing in the odor emanating from Barbara’s pussy and licking her sensitive clit hard with her tongue. Pressing Barbara’s legs together with her hands, Velcro pressed her thumbs against the fleshy lips of the bound woman’s pussy so that her tongue could reach inside her flesh more smoothly to lick the warm, soft, tender flesh inside. Barbara soon began to wriggle and rock her hips in response.

Arkan and his men enjoyed the unashamed performance of the western slut they had subjugated, and Arkan used the whip in his hand to whip the kneeling Velkori’s plump buttocks, encouraging her to perform even harder.

Fully engrossed in making out with Barbara, Velcorie pushed her tongue as deep as she could into the depths of Barbara’s fiery flesh, sucking as hard as she could to soothe the suffering girl. She pressed her hands against Barbara’s lower back, squeezing and kneading the brunette’s erect clit with her thumbs as she kept stirring and sucking the copious amounts of lustful juices flowing out of Barbara’s flesh with her tongue that was sticking out of her flesh until the bound girl began to let out loud moans over and over again on the dirty ball table, shaking and writhing her hips and body desperately.

The robust female pilot sends her companion into waves of orgasm, and the two women’s performance sends everyone into a frenzy. As Barbara began to scream and writhe out of control, the others suddenly came up and pulled Velcoli away from between Barbara’s legs!

At a breakneck pace, Arkan’s men lifted the already terrified female pilot and pressed her onto the ball table. They laid Velcoli down on the table next to Barbara and spread her legs apart over the edge of the table.

Their faces were so close together that Barbara could even smell the unpleasant odor of Velcoli’s face covered with cum.

A man stepped between Velcoli’s parted legs and with little effort he smoothly inserted his rod into the warm flesh of the female pilot who had given up resisting. Velcro did not struggle to resist, she relaxed her body and allowed her enemy’s rod to penetrate her.

Velcro twisted her face toward Barbara and the two women’s faces pressed together and kissed each other. Meanwhile, the other guy had stood between Barbara’s legs and savagely plunged his rod into her pussy. Barbara felt a surge of pain and she stifled a moan.

While enduring the pain of being poked and prodded by the thick rod, Velcoli tenderly kissed Barbara’s face with her tongue, and Barbara responded in kind, not minding the strong odor of the mixture of various secretions on Velcoli’s face. The bodies of the two female pilots were left like a buffet for Arkan’s men to enjoy as they pleased.

The first guy didn’t last long on Velcoli’s flesh, but immediately a second guy proceeded to take possession of the female pilot’s already cum-slick flesh. Barbara endured the ravishment slightly longer, but the guy still came quickly inside the young woman’s body, and someone else filled his place immediately afterward.

Velcro was suffering from the pain of being raped when she suddenly felt a rod of flesh slamming against her face. She looked up to see the demonic Akan standing over her head. Arkan grabbed the female pilot by her blonde hair and forced her to open her mouth to swallow his once again swollen rod.

With one hand still on Barbara’s breast, Velcoli used the other to hold onto Arkan’s leg and began to tamely suck on the bulging tip of his rod. Meanwhile, Barbara, at Arkan’s gesture, turned her face around and licked carefully at the root of his thick cock. Akan watched with satisfaction as the two female pilots served his prick so tamely.

Velcoli bucked her fat ass on the ball table and tried her best to suck the tip of Arkan’s cock with her mouth, she felt the hot rod gradually swelling up in her mouth, making her start to breathe hard. At the same time the guy standing behind Velcorie was pressing down on the female pilot’s ass and thrusting hard into her flesh, the heavy impact making Velcorie’s body extra painful under the back and forth blows.

Barbara watched in awe as Velcro was raped from the mouth by Arkan, the thick thing moving savagely in and out of Velcro’s drooling mouth, rubbing against her lips, which were already a little bruised from the thick coat of cheap lipstick. Velkorie’s mouth gagged by Arkan’s rod opened desperately, a muffled whimper escaping her lips as she desperately tried to get enough air, while her face flushed red with suffocation.

Velcoli had now completely given up all resistance and hope, her mature and healthy flesh completely relaxed for her enemies to enjoy. She whimpered sadly, wriggling her plump ass to cooperate with her rapists behind her back, enduring the thrusts of the two large meat rods in front and behind her, just begging to survive the brutal gang-rape and abuse of Arkan and the others.

Barbara watched with sadness as her companion completely abandoned her dignity and pride, the captured female pilot had truly been reduced to a pathetic whore who had succumbed to violence! At the same time she felt her sweat-drenched flesh almost being torn apart by her rival’s rod, as someone continued to cum inside her, and a new thug took over to continue the violence.

Just when Barbara felt she was about to be ravaged by her rival’s rounds to the point where she could barely stand it, Arkan pulled his large rod out of Velcoli’s mouth and proceeded to thrust it into her half-open mouth! Barbara immediately felt her mouth being roughly gagged, and a sensation as if on fire stung her throat. Arkan pumped his own rod into Barbara’s tiny mouth with such force that the poor girl felt as if she were suffocating, her eyes gradually losing their luster.

After raping Barbara’s mouth for a while, Arkan pulled out and plunged back into Velcoli’s mouth, feeling the pleasure rising rapidly as he took turns enjoying the mouths of the two female pilots with great glee. After a short while, Arkan ejaculated into the faces of the two female pilots after a sharp thrust, the thick cum immediately smearing all over Barbara’s and Velcoli’s faces and running into their hair.

Arkan left the two women’s cum-soaked faces, and immediately two of his men took his place, plunging their meaty rods into Velcoli and Barbara’s bruised and swollen mouths from the rape. By now the rivals who had been ravaging and raping Velcoli behind her back had turned their attention to her asshole, for the American woman’s pussy was so screwed up that not only was it filled with sticky semen, but the little pussy was so flaccid from penetration that it could not be closed. The pilot’s anus accepted the thick rod without resistance, and she now had no desire to put up any more useless resistance, but just numbly allowed her enemy to rape her asshole and mouth at the same time.

Barbara by now felt like the inside of her body had been filled with her opponent’s cum, and her flesh opened loosely as a huge amount of it continued to flow out and down the roots of her thighs and the edge of the table all the way to the floor. And Barbara’s body was practically lying in a swamp of cum and sweat, the slime-like mixture making a mess of her ass and the ball table underneath her back, the disgusting goo smeared all over her mouth, cheeks, pussy, and even into her hair, making it sticky and plastered to her face.

Barbara had been looking at Velcro beside her, and the always strong and proud Velcro was in as much of a mess as Barbara, her ripe, plump body covered in filth, her mouth open to her rival’s rod, her fat ass puckered up to be raped by the other guy. The kind of numbness and submission in Velcro’s eyes hurt Barbara so much that she couldn’t accept that even Velcro had now become a whore with no sense of shame! To be so defenseless and even so submissive to the savage gang rape of these guys!

Arkan stood close by and watched with satisfaction as his men brutalized the two female pilots whose wills had completely broken, he enjoyed seeing the pain-filled faces of the two cocky women smeared with sticky cum, seeing them spread their legs apart and raped by the men with abandon, seeing their mouths and flesh filled with cum that flowed into their stomachs and wombs! He felt that Serbian seeds had been sown in the bodies of these two women!

Arkan was satisfied, even a little surprised, to see Velkori’s strong, mature, sexy body lying obediently on the ball table at the mercy of his men, sucking and moaning with the man’s rod in her mouth without the slightest resistance or struggle! He believed that the arrogant blonde woman had been completely broken, her self-respect and pride gone.

Nightmare in Bosnia and Herzegovina (XI)

The frenzied “party” had been going on for hours and was finally coming to an end. A ravaged and sore Velcro was dragged up from the table by two guys, her face pressed against Barbara’s mangled pussy. Without any prompting from anyone, Velcoli had consciously cleaned up Barbara’s bottom with her mouth, even while at the same time one of the guys was holding her plump ass and raping the female pilot’s asshole.

After a while, Arkan ordered his men to set Velcoli up to stand in front of him, and he spun around to look at the female pilot who had been most cruelly abused. Velcoli was now almost completely naked, her short black jacket had been stripped off and the black mesh pantyhose on her legs were torn and tattered against the female pilot’s firm, slender legs. Her snow-white, plump ass was covered in fingerprints, and the two fleshy holes at the front and back of her lower body were still loosely open, dripping a steady stream of whitish cum that stained her thighs. Velcro’s naked, voluptuous upper body was drenched in sweat, and her two large, full breasts were bruised and battered, both nipples red and swollen from the nylon threads that had strangled them. The female pilot’s pretty face was similarly smeared with cum, running down her chin and neck, and her blonde hair was made sticky against her forehead.

Arkan stared viciously at Velcro, and that confident expression that Velcro had originally had been completely replaced by fear, and her two large eyes were filled with a look of sadness and cowardice. Arkan used his fingers to pinch one of the large bruised and red nipples on the female pilot’s chest, and pinched it vigorously! Immediately, Velkori let out a miserable scream and her body weakly twisted to escape.

“Show everyone what you do best, Alexander! Just like I did with you last time against that Croatian bitch!”

Then Arkan said to the agonized Velkori: “Everyone here has fucked you, now it’s the turn of the brave Alexander, bitch! But it’s not his cock you’ll taste, it’s something special, as you’ll see in a moment…”.

Arkan ordered two of his men to grab Velkori’s arms and hold the female pilot, who was so weak that she could barely stand, and all Velkori could do was shake her head uncontrollably, begging them to stop torturing herself. Arkan got behind Velkori’s back and strangled her with his strong arms, while Alexander slowly knelt between the female pilot’s legs that were forced to stand splayed from side to side.

Alexander’s eyes were dead set on Velcoli’s ravaged, red, swollen and outwardly turned pussy, the two reddish-brown lips of her fat flesh slathered with white dregs. He first inserted one finger into the female pilot’s hot, wet pussy, and immediately felt a virtual ocean of slime inside, and he easily inserted three fingers side by side inside the blonde woman’s loss of elasticity. Alexander paused for a moment, then inserted his entire palm, then made a fist and slowly but forcefully stabbed it deep into the female pilot’s vagina!

“AHHHH!!!” Velcro immediately cried out hoarsely. She felt Alexander’s fist wriggle into her body like a giant snake, and even though her cunt had become very loose and slippery after the countless times she had been raped and violated, it was still unable to take the ravages of Alexander’s fist.

Velcoli lifted her head and stared at the ceiling, her body trembling unceasingly as she felt a great sense of horror and despair, and the shock and cruelty of the abuse made her whole body go limp. Suddenly, Velcro’s eyes were shaken by the photographer’s flash, and she immediately realized that her abuse and mistreatment would be permanently recorded by the camera. At the thought that this humiliating and agonizing look on her face would be seen by her family and coworkers, the female pilot immediately began to scream and fight back again.

“No… please… don’t! Please, please! Haven’t you tortured me enough?!”

The tragic cries of the female pilot and the naked flesh that gave off an obscene sheen aroused Arkan again, and the two guys grabbed Velkori’s arms to hold her up so that Arkan could free his hands to peel back the female pilot’s plump buttocks and aim his large rod at her becoming flaccid anus.

Because of Alexander’s fist in Velcoli’s cunt, it made the woman’s asshole tighten up again, and it took a lot of effort for Arkan to hold his rod in his hand and finally penetrate the female pilot again.

Already bleary-eyed from this horrific torture, Vercoli fought Alexander’s fists and Arkan’s rod with every last bit of strength she had, her plump body writhing limply, her two enormous breasts hanging down over her chest and swaying violently.

Alexander could feel the delicate walls of this woman’s flesh begin to tense and contract again, wrapping tightly around his fist, and at the same time he could feel his fist almost collide with Akan’s rod that was invading this woman’s anus, and this marvelous experience satisfied Alexander so much that he pumped back and forth even more cruelly into Velcoli’s cunt.

Alexander could feel the unimaginable pain the American female pilot was suffering, but he felt very proud that he could do with the seemingly fit and proud blonde woman as much as he wanted to torment her. Meanwhile, plunged into unbounded agony and despair, Velcoli stood hunched over as she felt Arkan’s meaty rod thrusting rapidly into the fleshy hole behind her ass while Alexander’s fists seemed to fill her body. The ravages of this horror caused her to lose her last bit of courage to resist.

While ravaging Velcoli with her own fists, Alexander used his other hand to pull on the nylon strings holding both of the female pilot’s nipples, tugging at the two large bruised and swollen nipples. Arkan, on the other hand, wrapped his hands around Velcoli’s body and grabbed both of her large breasts on her chest, raping the female pilot’s asshole while brutally kneading the two plump, soft globes of flesh.

Velkoli, on the other hand, felt that she was going to die, her lower body was like a burning pain, and her breasts, which had been abused, also ached like pins and needles. She had neither the courage nor the strength to fight back, but could not bear the inhuman abuse, and finally cried out in pain. Velcro began to imagine that this was just a nightmare, and that she might as well have never escaped the missile-ridden plane!

Velcro’s feet in the stiletto heeled “Come Fuck Me” heels could no longer support her body, and her strong legs shook as the pilot, feeling that she had reached the end of her patience, finally sobbed and pleaded.

“Oh, don’t! … please, let me go… oh, no!!!”

The female pilot’s cries excited the two guys even more, Alexander tugging harder on the nylon cord while Arkan savagely squeezed the woman’s plump, soft breasts into various shapes and poked and prodded them even harder.

After a while, Arkan finally couldn’t hold out any longer, he shook his body violently, and for the third time in an hour, he ejaculated inside the beautiful female pilot. Cursing Velcro, he withdrew his rod and watched as his cum slowly flowed out of the female pilot’s anus and onto her snow-white thighs.

Alexander, for his part, pumped his fist harder and faster as the others watched, then jerked it out of Velcoli’s body. The two guys holding Velcoli’s arms also let go of their hands and watched as Velcoli’s naked body slowly slid down and the brutally ravaged female pilot gradually lost consciousness and fainted on the ground.

= At this time, hundreds of kilometers away in Hungary, the commander of the Delta Commandos was finalizing the plan of action.

Their orders were to attack the hotel where Arkan was stationed and free the two captured female pilots.

The start of the operation was at seven a.m. Washington time on Friday, less than two days from now. But he thought that was plenty of time, and for the Delta Commandos, twenty-eight hours was plenty of time to do anything, including eliminating any enemy that dared to resist in that hotel.

= The next morning, Arkan watched as two naked, bound female pilots were escorted into a sturdy steel cage, and the truck containing the cage quickly left his hotel.

Arkan knew he had finally lost those two American female pilots forever, and he felt a sudden pang of regret, especially for Velcoli; no woman had ever been able to bring herself to orgasm three times in one hour.

And nothing had ever given Arkan more pleasure and fulfillment than torturing, tormenting, and raping the blonde American slut.

Arkan consoled himself with the fact that as long as the war continued, he would keep getting new women, and that on the whole, it would be safer for him to have those two American women away from him, not to mention the fact that he had in his possession those videotapes taken by the cameramen torturing and gang-raping those two female pilots.

= Akan was killed in an attack by Delta Commandos the next morning, but the incident he single-handedly directed had a lasting impact in the Balkans.

Akan’s bodyguard, Alexander, had been spared that morning by going to escort the two female pilots to the intermediary, but the news of Akan’s death in the American rescue operation soon reached him. He then returned to the now-empty camp, located the hidden videotapes of the two female American pilots, and, as Arkan had instructed before his death, handed them over to the same German media outlet that had been in contact with them. Alexander completed this last task and disappeared from Bosnia and Herzegovina completely.

These tapes included, of course, the rape of Velkoli by General Milosevic, and a new war broke out in Bosnia and Herzegovina. The enraged American army attacked almost all Serbian fortresses, bombed without stopping, and did everything in its power to hunt down the “war criminal” General Milosevic in hiding. But the General remained the leader of the Serbs in Bosnia and Herzegovina, and soon all the divided Serbs were united as never before in the face of a powerful enemy.

What happened to Velcoli and Barbara led to a new conflict. Although nothing was found in the hotel on the morning of the rescue that could be linked to the two female pilots, it is conceivable, in accordance with Arkan’s usual practice, that the bodies of the two women must have been thrown into the depths of one of the mines, like the other victims.

Even though Velcoli and Barbara were treated as missing on official records, everyone assumed they were dead. The women would soon be forgotten by their government, but not by the people.

A large number of secretly ripped videotapes from the German media soon hit the black market, and like all banned things, these photographic products found their place on the international interconnected network. These videotapes were quickly disseminated throughout the world via the Internet, including, of course, the United States Navy.

Most people in the U.S. Navy thought they were extremely obscene, but there were a lot of people – who originally thought that women weren’t given to belonging to their class – who liked them. So there were some pretty horrible scandals.

The first scandal was an “adolescent prank” at a military school.

A misfit military schoolgirl wakes up one morning to find a black-and-white printer-printed picture of Barbara being raped by Arkan on her bedside. The high-definition picture not only clearly shows Arkan raping the young woman’s asshole, but even the pained expression on Barbara’s face, which is written underneath the picture in the following line. “This is what you get! Bitch!”

A rummage sale ensued in the military academy, but it was ultimately inconclusive, and the girl subsequently dropped out of school.

The second scandal took place at a special training camp for the Naval Air Force. In this camp men and women were taught something special – how to survive, escape and resist in the brutality of war.

As a rule, male and female cadets here are taught separately how to face rape and being raped. In the case of male cadets, they are taught to accept the fact that a female prisoner of war has been raped because the enemy may rape a female prisoner of war in front of them as a way to achieve their objective of extracting a confession.

But the fact was that it was impossible to actually perform the rape of a woman in these male cadets, so the instructors came up with the idea of teaching on videotape. They chose the one of the female pilot Velcoli being gang-raped in a barn, and played it repeatedly in front of the cadets, dubbed over. But this incident was later exposed by two female cadets and they were court-martialed.

Subsequently, it was revealed in the media that female cadets were “sexually abused” in the camp: they were forced to undress and expose their bodies for a period of time while the guards watched. Although the guards in the disclosed cases were also women, there were many speculations that male guards were involved in the incidents. It was even rumored that the training there had developed into a sadistic game involving men and women. So the Pentagon finally had to step in and stop this particular training.

The third and most notorious scandal occurred in the same flying squadron in which Velcoli and Barbara had previously served, and involved all men.

At first, some people felt discriminated against and humiliated by the inclusion and popularity of the two female pilots. After the capture of Velcro and Barbara, a secret underground club appeared in the squadron, whose members wore the kind of T-shirts Velcro used to wear, with a picture of Velcro being abused by Arkan at the “farewell dinner”: Velcro was wearing black mesh pantyhose, black high heels, and a men’s blouse open with nylon strings bolted to her nipples. Velcro is wearing black mesh pantyhose, black high heels, and an open men’s shirt with nylon strings attached to her nipples. The caption on the photo read: “Who do you want… bitch”.

At the same time, a magazine article by a former colleague of Velcro’s appeared, describing the pilot’s former Air Force career, her flirtatious nightclub dancer-like behavior, and her sex life, how she made love to a different married man every night. The article was accompanied by a photo of Velcro smiling for the camera in a tight little black leather skirt, black pantyhose, a tight leather jacket and a huge black vibrator in her hand.

These events soon drew strong protests and attacks from feminist organizations.

But in any case, both Velcoli and Barbara needn’t worry about such things now.

= Sultan Bonyosi looked out from the gardens of his magnificent palace and saw the beautiful scenery of the South China Sea as far as the eye could see.

The rich sultan had expensive toys: cars, thoroughbreds, exotic objects, palaces and yachts, but nothing that he felt could be compared to the toys now at his feet.

The Sultan casually fed a piece of fruit to the naked brunette who was kneeling at his feet, wearing a collar around her neck with a chain attached to the legs of the Sultan’s chair, her cuffed hands folded in a disciplined manner in her lap. The brunette ate the fruit from the sultan’s hand without hesitation and tamely licked the juice from his fingers as well.

Satisfied, the Sultan ran his hand through the slave girl’s short black hair and slowly pressed her head to his crotch. Immediately the woman slipped her head inside the Sultan’s loose robes, found his flaccid cock, took it in her mouth and sucked on it.

The Sultan was contentedly enjoying the service of his slave girl, and his eyes were casually glancing around. His eyes soon found their target: not far away, a robust, voluptuous blonde woman knelt naked on the hard ground, her delicate, elastic skin reflecting an oily light under the tropical sun. You couldn’t tell it was a blonde from the outside, because her entire head was covered by a black leather mask that didn’t show at all.

Straight up on her knees, the woman’s legs were slightly parted, exposing her well-trimmed pussy and even the tender red walls of flesh inside her pussy could be seen. She could neither see nor hear now, nor even speak – for a thick black vibrator was being inserted into her mouth, and the blonde slave girl was having some difficulty even breathing under the leather helmet. But the Sultan liked to keep her that way.

Seeing the slave girl as she is now, no one would have guessed that she, and the brunette who is servicing the Sultan with her mouth, were once pilots in the U.S. Air Force. They were American female pilots captured in Bosnia and Herzegovina about a year ago and officially declared missing – though of course more people presumed them dead.

After a long period of training, the blonde woman was now able to kneel like this for very long periods of time, her hands cuffed behind her back. Two large very plump breasts fell heavily on the slave girl’s naked chest, and a pair of nipples were pierced with tiny gold rings, connected together with a thin chain, and a small bell hanging from the chain made some ringing noises from time to time along with the woman’s heavy panting.

The Sultan began to feel a change in his body, and he returned his gaze to the dark-haired woman kneeling at his crotch. Her head was buried between the Sultan’s legs and she was sucking hard on the hardening rod, making a wet “chirping” sound. The slave girl’s oral skills were now very satisfactory to the Sultan after her training in “Ketsu”.

Now the Sultan began to think about what kind of tricks he would play with the two slave girls today. Ever since he had bought them for three million dollars, the Sultan had been fascinated by them, and they were far superior to the Malay or Filipino women who had given birth to the Sultan’s children.

The slightly older blonde, who was even taller and fitter than the Sultan, was more satisfying to the Sultan to conquer and dominate such an American woman. The brunette, on the other hand, was the Sultan’s pet, so tame and docile that she had even learned to ask the Sultan to whip her of her own accord. The blonde was equally submissive, but the Sultan liked to punish her often – whipping her brutally, or sending her to her knees in the hot sun, the Sultan liked to see her suffer, and took pleasure in it.

The Sultan undid the chains that were tied to the legs of the sitter and signaled the brunette to go and bring her companion to the stone bench that was behind the Sultan. The brunette stood up, glistening saliva still on the corners of her mouth, and walked slowly towards her companion. She tugged gently on the leash around the blonde’s neck, not saying a word because she knew her helmeted companion couldn’t hear anything.

The blonde slave stood up with a graceful posture, then the brunette pulled on the chain around her chest and slowly led her to a standing position in front of the stone chair, then pushed her to sit down on the stone chair and automatically spread the blonde woman’s two long, strong legs apart and tied them to the legs of the stone chair with ropes, completely exposing the slave girl’s lower body.

The brunette then turned her face to look at the Sultan with a pleading look in her eyes, who smiled and nodded.

The woman immediately knelt between the blonde’s legs and began carefully sucking and licking her lower body with her mouth, sticking her tongue into the blonde slave’s flesh and anus, swirling and sucking on the juices that were beginning to flow steadily from the slave girl.

Seeing the fit blonde woman begin to react to her companion’s teasing, her naked, ripe flesh twitching up, her fat ass writhing around on the stone chair, a steady stream of glistening lewdness flowing from her bottom, the Sultan picked up a thick candle from a shelf off to the side and walked over.

The Sultan lit the candle and dripped a drop of oil onto the blonde slave’s large, perky breasts as she reveled in her pleasure. Because her face was covered by a mask, the slave girl had no idea what was happening. As the hot drop of oil fell on her white, plump breasts, her huge meatballs immediately shook violently, and the pain mixed with the pleasure caused the slave girl’s body to shiver violently.

The Sultan dripped oil onto the woman’s two plump breasts, and a bright red flower bloomed on the snow-white skin. Together with the brunette’s gentle teasing, the slavegirl’s plump and mature body kept writhing.

The Sultan put down the candle and took out the thick vibrator that was stuffed in the blonde woman’s mouth, and the woman’s mouth immediately let out sultry, seductive moans and whimpers.

The Sultan brought a huge black double-ended vibrator from a shelf, motioned for the brunette slave to move away, and then inserted one end of the vibrator into the blonde’s soaking wet pussy. After a moment, the Sultan took the dildo, which was covered in the woman’s juices, and shoved the end back into the blonde’s moaning, sobbing mouth.

The dark-haired woman, without the Sultan’s command, automatically leaned down and took the other end of that vibrator in her mouth, sucking on it as carefully and diligently as if it were a real meat stick. She spread her legs at the same time, while the Sultan inserted his finger into the small rounded flesh hole between her plump ass cheeks, braced the tight sphincter and snapped and turned it in the slave girl’s anus.

The brunette twisted and swayed her plump, snow-white ass back and forth as the Sultan toyed with her, gently grinding her own breasts against the blonde’s large, plump breasts. The blonde woman could only lie motionless against the chair with that vibrator in her mouth, her companion’s saliva slowly dripping down the black rubber rod into her mouth.

After a while, the brunette simply climbed up onto the stone chair, spread her own legs, and slowly inserted the other end of the dildo that her companion’s mouth was stuffed with into her already soaking wet pussy. It was as if she was riding the blonde slave girl’s face, fucking her own pussy with that double-ended vibrator while raping her companion’s mouth.

Soon the woman was letting out a heavy gasp and a lustful moan, writhing obliviously and moving her plump ass up and down as the black dildo moved in and out between the two women’s legs and in their mouths.

The Sultan slowly removed his robes as he watched the two female slaves perform without shame. He stood between the blonde woman’s widely spread legs, bent his body to aim his swollen rod at the slave girl’s lust-flooded pussy, and slowly thrust it in.

The Sultan felt that this woman’s hot and wet tight flesh pussy immediately clamped his rod tightly, he felt very comfortable and immediately pressed down on the blonde woman’s plump thighs and thrust hard. At the same time, under the double pinch of the vibrator clamped in the brunette woman’s crotch and the Sultan’s meat stick, the blonde slave girl immediately fell into an incurable pleasure, her plump body wriggled fiercely, so excited that even her legs, which were bound to the legs of the stone chair, almost spasmed.

The Sultan didn’t think it was enough, he took the candle in his hand again. He dripped the hot oil against the blonde’s ample breasts and the brunette’s snow-white ass in front of him!

The oil fell on the bodies of the two female slaves, and the two women reacted even more strongly. The blonde woman’s big plump breasts kept bouncing and her fat ass swayed violently. And the brunette’s mouth let out loud moans of mixed pleasure and pain.

The Sultan felt the blonde’s warm, wet pussy contract violently as he finally felt a hot jet of his own energy enter the mature, beautiful slave girl’s body. At the same time, the body of the brunette slave, who was riding the blonde’s face with her legs spread, shook violently, and with a shrill cry of anguish a stream of juices splashed out along the rim of the dildo that had been inserted into the brunette’s pussy!

(End of text)

I am a bit greedy in translating English for the first time, and the articles I chose are too long, so the last two chapters are inevitably a bit rough in terms of content, so I ask the reader’s forgiveness.

Next… It’s time to write something on my own, so please keep up the good work.

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