Somali Captive Part 2

The all encompassing silence of the desert was broken by the forlorn,echoing call to prayer just before dawn.An hour later most of the women and children had fled into the surrounding dunes.The people of the small village were God-fearing.The men had had nothing to do with the murderous attack on the caravan.Knowing,a large menacing cavalry contingent was bearing down on them.They prepared to defend their village.

The Somali’s resisted fiercely .Armed mostly with shields and swords they were cut down by the lances and carbines of the British,cavalryman.Their abodes,ransacked and set ablaze.

The girl,was no more than fourteen but tall for her age.Her large pretty eyes,wide and fearful.As young Lieutenant,Ian Somerset,forced his flaccid cock into her mouth.She looked pitiful and petrified but obliged him.

Her mouth,formed an exquisite,teasing sheath around his manhood.She sucked for all her worth.Looking up at him,wide-eyed and with pumping cheeks.The Officers,trousers and underwear were gathered around his ankles as he leaned against the wall of the hut.Moaning and groaning as he felt her tongue,lashing his noodle.Ian,bucked and screamed his pleasure,vociferously as he spewed heavily into her mouth. Looking down into her eyes as she battled to swallow his wad.Fear,now mixed with humiliation in those big eyes.He shoved her aside and she curled into a ball,crying and wailing.He pulled up his trousers and adjusted his tunic.Picking,up his pith helmet,he dusted it off and placed it on his head.He would have loved to have fucked her.Imagining the dark and bright pink,delight between her legs.Lieutenant Ian Somerset,unholstered his sidearm and shot her neatly between the eyes.

Far to the South.Nineteen year old,blonde,Lauen was seated on a camel.The animals,ungainly movements,making her list from side to side.Lauren,was troubled.She was having strange and unladylike thoughts.Her rape and rodgering by the three black brutes was constantly on her mind.Guiltly,she found the flashes of what had happened to her racing through her conciousness.The thoughts were detailed and she had to admit,pleasant.Their pokers seeming to hold her mind to ransom.Lauren,thought back to a memory from when her Dad was stationed in South Africa……..It was about fours years ago and she must have been around fifteen at the time.It had been a swelteringly,hot day and she had gone for a swim in the river near their home.Back in her room with a towel wrapped around her.She had sat down at her dressing table,brushing her long,wet,blonde locks.As she brushed her hair straight she caught a movement in the mirror.Her bedroom window was open for relief from the stifling heat and Lauren, pretended that she didn’t see,Phineas.The family gardener was peeping at her.His body was hidden and just his head stuck out as he watched her intently through the open window.If he were caught he would be in deep trouble.That he was willing to take the chance of being whipped to spy on her,enthralled her.Lauren,suddenly felt her face become flushed and her nipples harden.Phineas,was old and she was surprised to find herself becomming aroused.If he had touched her she would have screamed blue murder.However,just being watched,brought on a warm fuzzy feeling in her tummy.Lauren,had given him a show.

She had finished with her hair and stood up,allowing the towel to slip from her shoulders.Wearing a white swimsuit that covered her from wrist to ankle she had undressed.She stood before the mirror and stretched.Knowing he had a bird’s-eye view of her young pale,naked body in the reflection of the glass.The African’s eyes had bulged,comically.Lauren,had run both her hands over her tummy and then up to cradle her breasts.She had toyed with the hard orbs for his benefit.Squeezing and tugging at the rubbery nipples.Although his body was hidden from view she knew he was up to something.His head seemed to be bobbing with movement.She had heard the elderly Phineas,suddenly moan with pleasure.Shortly after he dissapeared from view.

Srangely,she had thought of Phineas,momentarily on her wedding night.The second man to see her undressed,she had wanted to touch her.Henry,ten years her senior was handsome and so dashing.Since he had proposed she had longed to share his bed.It was a disaster!He had excruciatingly,ripped his eighteen year old brides virginity.Ejaculating with a animal like grunt seconds later.Until earlier when the bucks had ravished her.Lauren,had found sex overrated and boring.The pleasant first ever climax her rapists had induced on her now made her believe differently.

Near the encampment they were past by a horde of horsemen.Their number impressed Lauren and she feared for the British troops they would do battle with.The mass was greeted by the ululation of the men aound her.Their wails chilled her blood and made her shiver.

She was left in a large tent.Water and food were provided.Lauren,would have found the furnishings of the tent breathtakingly beautiful in any other situation.The desert floor was covered with beautiful richly coloured carpets.The abundance of cushions,varying in size.Were expertly,tapestried and a visual delight.Famished,she ate the fruit and unleavened bread greedily.Washing it down with copius quantities of water from a jug.Lauren,nervously undressed and used the balance of the water to wash.Useing her torn knickers as a makeshift cloth.Inside she felt abit raw and tender.Outwardly,her vagina showed no ill-effects from the three cocks that had used her.She had a nasty looking bruise on her chest where she had been struck,besides that she was fine.Lauren,used the water sparsely.She twisted her mouth in disgust when she found traces of the men’s dry seed on her pubes.Eventually,she got it off.