The War Zone

[drop_short]

Teaser: Private Nathalie Smith stood on the drill square alongside the seventy-eight other women in her company, waiting for her turn to be raped.
-------------------------------------------------------------

The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.

The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
-------------------------------------------------------------

Language: English,
Completion Status: , Unfinished
Length: Long
Consent Type: , Nonconsensual
word count - 5753
-------------------------------------------------------------


This is a revised version of a story I wrote 3 years ago.
-------------------------------------------------------------

The War Zone

Chapter 1 - Surrender

It was H-Hour minus nine, the sun was about to set and in the morning, Nathan Maskell would be experiencing combat for the first time.

His Battalion had formed up in their assembly area, a narrow ravine, twenty miles from the Confederation border. It was an opportunity for a final orders group and to reflect on the battle to come.

The Battalion commander took the opportunity to move between the company positions to give final words of encouragement. He climbed up onto the hood of the radio wagon as Nathan and his company gathered around.

"Men" He Said "you've all seen it in the news, it’s been over a week since the confederation launched a massive drone and cruise missile attack, on bases and camps throughout the disputed territory. Killing hundreds."

There was a flurry of angry muttering from the assembled troops. It wasn't new information, but Nathan still felt his anger rising alongside that of his comrades. It had been pointed out by less aggressive voices inside the Republic, that the confederation had deliberately limited their strikes to the disputed territories. That various armed terrorist groups had been operating for years and some sort of confederation responsible had been inevitable. They had been shouted down though, and eventually it was decided that the peace which had lasted nearly two years would end, and the Confederation and Republic would return to war.

The Colonel paused a moment and then with a booming voice "This is how women wage war!. They bomb and kill at a distance" he surveyed the group and working himself up into a fury "The confederation have driven all men and even the idea of masculinity from their territory. The very act of being a man is a crime there. They use drugs and genetic engineering to ensure that boys are never even born."

Nathan found the shared anger and outrage exhilarating, and he shouted in affirmation as the Colonel continued. "Well we're going to show them how Men wage war. At dawn we cross the border, and strike deep into the confederation, we're going to take the town of Columbus, and we'll show them the consequences of their actions."

To the sound of cheering, the Colonel brought the battalion to attention and then dismissed them. It took a few moments for them to regain their calm and then at the direction of their officers and Sgts, they moved off to do a final check of weapons, equipment and vehicles. As he was gathering his kit, he saw a group of new recruits crowing around one of the more seasoned soldiers. The soldier was a veteran of the last three conflicts with the confederation and was proudly displaying his trophies from those conflicts.

He took them from a pouch and passed them around. They were women's panties, and he had a collection of several dozen. Nathans eyes were initially attracted to the bright colors in his collection. Most were all different sizes, shapes and colors from conservative high cut briefs to lacy thongs made from wisps of material. However, those weren’t the gems in the soldiers collection.

Hidden amongst the assortment, were several identical gray cotton panties. Nathan knew they were InSec issue, confederation Internal Security troops, also a collection of black polyester briefs, that were ExSec issue, External Security troops that did the majority of fighting in the disputed territory.

The other panties were easy to come by, but the only way you can get a pair of those plain Gray or black panties was to take them from a confederation soldier. To Nathan they seemed a proof of manhood.

________________________________________
The attack began in the early hours of the morning. Private Natalie Smith was awoken to the sound of mortars landing in and around the barracks. She could hear women screaming and cursing as she struggled out of her bed, throwing on her kit and grabbing her carbine.

Despite their much-vaunted preparations, nobody really thought that they would attack so far inside confederation territory, and she knew they were nowhere near prepared for it. The barracks overlooked the town and she watched horrified as women run into the night from their homes screaming.

"We told them to stay where they are if we're attacked" a voice says beside her said. She looked and saw the reassuring face of Corporal Chloe Duncan a veteran of four years in InSec as well as the last war.

"THEY'RE GOING TO KILL US ALL" a panicked voice screams from another fire position.

"SHUT UP YOU SILLY COW!" Chloe shouted back. Then in a quiter voice that only Nathalie could hear "they're not interested in killing anyone". She sighed deeply and turned to Nathalie "They're going to take the town" she said grimly.

Nathalie shook her head "No... we'll stop.."

"Shut up and think" she said sternly not just to Nathalie but every woman around her. "They're already inside the perimeter and we're not going to be able to stop them". The group of panicked soldiers that had gathered around her was growing larger. “Where’s the Captain!” she demanded of a petrified Lieutenant who had instantly deferred to her.

“She’s… she’s in her quarters… she won’t come out.”

“We’re being Jammed… “another voice said, “I can’t get anything on the Radio.”

“Look” another soldier said pointing at the distance flashes of light and tracer were opening up at points all along the horizon.

Nathalie saw Chloe's face drop “The Republicans are rolling up the whole line, InSec were fucking warned this would happen, and those stupid ExSec bitches didn’t manage to notice them crossing the border.”

"They'll kill everyone... " Nathalie said horrified.

"No" They won't she said firmly. "They've done this before, it’ll be just like Lisbon at the end of the last war". Referring to a small border town, that had been invaded in the last war. Nathalie had only heard stories about what had happened.

Chloe looked at her in shock, she hadn’t known her friend had been involved in a battle that was banned from being mentioned in the state media.

Chloe looked her "They're not interested in killing women, do you understand?" she sighed sadly "They're here to retaliate for the drone strikes in the territories, and they don't intend to do that by killing us."

She looked at Nathalie with a sad expression. “Why do you think they didn’t just hit the barracks with an artillery strike, They want us alive” she gave a reassuring smile "Look they'll do some things, but afterwards they'll let us go"

Nathalie looked at her puzzled “I don’t understand - what are -”

Chloe grabbed Nathalie’s carbine from her hands "If we kill some of them in the fighting and then surrender afterwards, we're going to have a much worse time of it."

"No Chloe I .." Chloe ignored her and threw her carbine into the distance, followed by her own. Nathalie watched as even the Officers followed her lead and did the same.

"Cease fire" she shouted, going from position to position. "we're surrendering.”
________________________________________
“Move Forward” A voice screamed, “We need to keep moving forward!”

Nathan hugged the ground; lines of tracer were arcing through the sky. They had gotten far closer than expected before they were spotted. They had breached the minefield in several places at once, before the sentry drones behind the line started to fire.

“Come on Nathan” A figure screamed at him as he ran past.

Nathan steeled himself and climbed to his feet, and with a bound, sprinted forward, then as he was trained dropped crawled a few yards then sprung to his feet and sprinted forward again. Then he heard a whirring noise and a small drone clambered into view, it’s turret mounted machine gun and grenade launcher spitting fire.

Nathan fired a few rounds at it, but they bounced off. The drone fired again, and Nathan realised that its fire was going over his head. ‘Its mis calibrated’ he realised.

He charged forward towards the drone “Nathan!!! What the fuck are –“ a voice shouted behind him.

Nathan let his rifle drop to his side, it was no use against a drone, he kept expecting to be shot by the infantry that should have been providing overwatch for the drone, but nothing came. He pulled a grenade from a pouch, flicked a switch that set it to Anti-Armour , and lobbed it gently onto the deck of the drone. Luckily for him it landed flush and its explosive power directed down into the drone, or it would have killed him as well.

He was past the drone now, and inside the trench line of the confederation position, it was unoccupied, they must have fallen back to a different position.

He put his head over the parapet back the way he came and waved a signal flag to show he was in the position, other troops dived into the trench.

“It’s clear!” Nathan shouted.

They fanned out, looking for any signs of the defending troops.“Cease fire” A voice shouted, “Position secured!”

For the next few minutes, the Company spread out, they had secured all their objectives on the first attempt, as he looked into the distance, he could see fire from the distance and realised the main element had gotten into the town already.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder and told him the Company commander wanted to see him. As he made his way to the command post, he heard a burst of fire, then shouts “OUT…. GET THE FUCK OUT YOU BITCHES….”

He saw a group of soldiers shouting into a bunker, that had just been breached with a charge, and the sound of women crying inside. Someone plucked a smoke grenade from his belt and with a smile to his friend tossed it inside. The crying intensified, and the first woman appeared from the bunker.

“Stupid Bitch” A soldier said grabbing the rifle hanging limply from her side, he cleared the weapon and threw it to one side, and pushed her against the trench wall. As other women emerged choking the process repeated itself. Nathan was shocked as the line of women against the wall grew longer and longer, ‘what had they been doing he wondered’.

“We surrender…” A meek woman’s voice said in remonstration, a soldier slapped her with the back of his "too fucking late" he replied.

Nathan felt a hardness in his trousers, but knew he was wanted at the CP and got moving. He found the captain inside what had previously been a well-appointed InSec command bunker. Nathan looked around, at the banks of radios and monitors, what kind of battle had they thought they were going to be fighting, they had all this and couldn’t program their drones correctly.

The Captain looked up from his orders table and smiled warmly at him “That was a very foolish thing you did Nathan” he said with a smile “You were lucky that whichever silly bitch programmed that drone set the Arcs of fire too far out.”

“She was probably scared about the drone firing on them” The Sergeant Major offered “They used do the same thing in the last war, rely on drones while applying too many safeties” he then smiled at Nathan “Good Job son, you took the attack home.”

Nathan beamed in pleasure “Thank you Sir, I just didn’t want to let anyone down.”

“Get inside and stop crying-“ A voice behind him said. Nathan turned and saw four women being pushed into the tent. “These are the officers” their guard said, he indicated a short blonde haired woman with a bleeding lip, “She’s apparently a Major and was in charge of this shit show.”

“We surrendered –“She began stammering, but was back handed by the Sergeant Major “Bitch be quiet” He said sternly “we’ll tell you when you can talk.”

“Are they all alive?” The Captain asked.

“Yes Sir” The soldier replied “No Injuries either, the entire Company locked themselves in their bunkers, we smoked them out, and I believe we’ve accounted for all of them. No resistance, we’ve got them formed up, in a single group.”

Nathan saw anger in the Captains face “You activated the drones, and the minefield, then you ran and hid.” He advanced on her “Four of my men are dead, you stupid cunt. Despite what you may start to think over the next few days, you’re lucky you’re a woman, if you were men, we’d have killed all of you”
She said nothing, of the officers one Lieutenant, a short slender woman, with her hair tied up in a neat bun, looked down at her feet embarrassed. The others just looked terrified.

“Well” The captain said “I’ll require your computer logins, as well as access to your communications net.”

The woman stammered “I can’t do that… I-“ She was obviously expecting another slap from the Sergeant Major. Instead, however the captain turned to Nathan.

He turned to Nathan “Private Maskell, I think this woman needs to be taken in hand, would you be able to do that for us?”

Nathan looked up, shocked that he was being asked to do it. The Sergeant Major winked at him and indicated to a table.

Nathan drew himself up, determined to give a good impression of himself, moving quickly he grabbed the Major by her hair and marched her to the table bending her over. Stunned, she started to scream. Nathan slid his bayonet from its scabbard and placed the blade to her face “Be Quite.” She quietened down to a sob. God she was pathetic Nathan thought, the fact that she was responsible for the deaths of four of his fellow soldiers appalled him.

He remembered the other three female officers in the room, and then he moved the Major around the desk so she was facing them. This generated a nod of approval from the Sergeant Major. With his bayonet Nathan Sliced through the seat of her trousers and then up cutting easily through the thick material of her webbing belt.

Then he saw them, the Gray Cotton panties, that he had wanted to take from a woman for so many years. He tugged them roughly but saw that they probably wouldn’t be ripped off cleanly. So he sliced through them with his bayonet, she whined in terror as she felt the blade, as he held them in his hand he wanted to savour the moment but he knew he had a job to do, and that the Captain and Sergeant Major were watching.

He reached forward and shoved the panties into her mouth, she was still crying. He moved his bayonet between her legs letting the blade rub over her sex “Stop crying” He ordered “Or you’ll have something to cry about.
He was a little disappointed by her lack of resistance. He had watched videos of female POW’s from the last war being fucked, where they had struggled fought and cursed their attackers, and generally just behaved like soldiers. This woman while attractive was pitiful. He reached between her legs and pushed his fingers roughly into her sex, she was dry, but he was able to penetrate her. He almost forgot that he had an audience, there were a dozen officers and soldiers in the room, as well as the three other POW’s.

He had to spread her ass cheeks to reveal her little puckered entrance. He spat on his hand and rubbed it around her asshole, before pushing first one finger then two inside. She was a Major and still a high value POW so he didn’t want to tear her.

The night before he joined the army, one of his girlfriends hd finally given up her ass after much cajoling. It had taken nearly a whole night and hours of careful prodding and reassurance before he had finally gotten it inside her. He was not going to be as gentle with the major.

He pulled his erect cock out, and lined it up against her entrance. He pushed hard to try and make a single thrust but her asshole wouldn’t give way. He tried again this time applying constant pressure to slide it in. She was tight but not as tight as his girlfriend had been.

He began to thrust in hard long strokes, and she started to wail. Nathan reached forward, grabbed her hair and lifted her head so the other female POW’s could see her face. “Good Lad” the Sergeant Major said “That’s how it’s done.”

The approval of the Sergeant Major meant as much to Nathan as the pair of Panties the Major was now biting down on. He knew people were waiting on him, so he didn’t hold back, he let his orgasm roll over him and emptied himself deep inside her.

He pulled his cock out, and while he should have had her clean it, he just fastened his trousers.

The company executive officer, Lietuenant Moore spoke up, “One of the nice things about confederate women is that they keep their rectums and vaginas spotless” he carried on warming to his topic as Nathan did his trouses up “as there’s no men in their society they make up for by using large prosthetics on themselves and each other, they cry when taking a man for the first time but they’ve had larger objects in all their orifices” he looked down at her “traditionally we start by using them anally, but it’s only when you switch to their cunts, that you start getting at the real woman”

She lay sobbing on the desk. Nathan walked around and retrieved the Panties from her mouth.

The Sergeant Major walked over and rolled her onto her back, he pulled a bayonet and ripped open her shirt, she wore a grey sports bra underneath. Around her neck was a pair of Silver ID discs, he ripped the smaller one from the chain and handed it to him “So you can prove you were the first one to open her up” he said with a smile.

“Thank you, Sergeant Major,” Nathan said gratefully.

“They’ve surrendered” a voice said “Words just come in, the main Garrison just put up a white flag without even firing a shot.”

The captain laughed, “well that’s that, no need for the codes after all. How many prisoners have we got?”

“Four Officers, one hundred twenty-four other ranks”

The captain looked at the other POW’s in disgust “they’re not officers.” He turned to the Sergeant Major, take twenty decent looking ones and sent them to Battalion Headquarters with my compliments. For the rest have the medics dose them with birth control, then make sure all the men get at least twenty minutes with one before we have to move off. Also make clear to all officers and NCO’s that I don’t want them picking the best ones for themselves, reverse rank order, the guys get to go first.”

“Yes Sir” the Sergeant Major replied, he gestured to the POW “and these?”

The captain looked at the sobbing Major and the other three officers, “They’re supposed to be leaders, I’m sure they’d want to be shoulder to shoulder with the women under their command.”
________________________________________
Private Nathalie Smith stood on the drill square alongside the seventy-eight other women in her company, waiting for her turn to be raped.

They had started with the Officers, when they found Captain Harris hiding in her room, they dragged her out, onto the parade square, where they placed a table, they arranged the POW’s in a semi-circle making sure they could all see, and then a young soldier stepped forward and proceed to roughly sodomise the captain while she cried and begged.

They then moved onto the other officers, most of whom behaved in a similar fashion, crying, begging and in the case of the Comms officers pissing themselves as they were dragged to the table. Only Lieutenant Cole maintained a semblance of dignity, fighting and kicking as she was bent over, to the extend that another soldier had to step forward to hold her down, so her rapist could tear open her trousers. Rather than scream when the soldier forced his cock into her rectum she spat the panties that had been pushed into her mouth out, and gave a shout of rage.

Nathalie noticed some of the men nodding their head in approval, and when her rapist had finished in her ass, a sergeant stepped forward announcing his intention to 'rape her cunt' telling his comrades he’d prefer her to a ‘fresh one’. He flipped her over onto her back and tore open her uniform shirt, then after struggling with her sports bra simply cut it open with a bayonet. He laughed and gestured to his friends as her large breasts were freed from the compression of the bra.

Nathalie had never seen a man up close before. The final purge of all men from the confederation had happened nearly twenty years before she was born. Her mother was impregnated at a government facility, and never spoke to Nathalie about her grandfather.

She had been taught that men were ignorant brutes, that despised women, and who would rape and murder at random. In the confederation school system, Lesbianism was promoted and then required of students, and they were constantly refining their methods for encouraging young women to view the idea of sex with a man as disgusting. Yet Nathalie like all her friends had always been fascinated by the very idea of encountering a man. At school they had watched illegal videos of men, they would gather around a screen and watch images of men demonstrating their misogyny, telling each other how horrible it was while they watched enthralled.

The Sergeant who was raping Lieutenant Cole wasn’t as rough as the soldier who’d sodomised her, he stood between her legs, and took his time working his cock into her, and when he raped her he did it in slow even strokes, while looking her in the eye and talking to her in a soft voice, which Nathalie couldn’t make out. He also seemed more experienced at handling women, not requiring any help to hold her down, he pinned her easily to the table, despite her struggles.

When he finished he pulled out of her and instead of grabbing her by the hair and throwing her to one side as the other Officers had been after their rapes, he let her climb off the table and gather herself, she closed her jacket over her breasts as best she could, and then pulled up her ripped trousers, which she now had to hold up with one hand, which Nathalie suspected was the point. They let her limp over to the other Officers under her own power, while the next Officer was brought forward sobbing and crying.

“Just stay calm” Chloe said in a whisper “Try not to cry or beg, it frustrates them, and they’ll go harder on you, try and relax let it happen and they’ll be done in a few minutes.”

With the Officers all having been raped, they started on the enlisted picking them seemingly at random. Her friend Olivia was first, a small red haired nineteen-year-old, as she was bent over the table her feet didn’t reach the ground dangling a few inches over. Nathalie wanted to look away but a guard menacingly told her to face her front, in a low growl.

Olivia at first was dignified and calm, even as her trousers was ripped open young republican soldier who looked nervous and unsure, however as the soldier struggled to push his cock into her ass, Olivia started to sob. A Sergeant came over and stood next to the soldier, “Take your time son” he said in a calm voice.

It seemed surreal to Nathalie that this mans compassion was for the rapist not the victim, he gave tips and gentle words of encouragement and eventually Olivia’s wails increased as he finally got inside her.

“Who here has been opened up in the past?” A Republic Officer asked.

Nathalie turned away from watching the rape of her friend to look at the Officer in puzzlement. Then she saw Chloe raise her hand.

“Where?” The officer asked.

“Lisbon Sir” Chloe replied.

“Well, they must not have done a good enough job, if you’re back here” he said in a dangerous tone “maybe this unit can do a better job of taking you in hand?”

“I wanted to keep the pension Sir” she replied.

He laughed loudly as did other nearby republican soldiers “Don’t we all!”

“I had a friend who was at Lisbon, there was a dentist school there yeah?”

He laughed “He used to joke about teaching them oral.”

When Chloe didn’t respond he shrugged “Well he thought it was funny” he looked at her again “There was a decent fight in Lisbon you held out for a couple of days, what the hell happened here?”

Chloe didn’t reply, he looked over and saw the line of raped Officers trying to compose themselves, and his eyes narrowed. He gestured to Nathalie, “This your Girl” he asked Chloe.

“She’s- she’s just a kid… She’s my friend” Chloe replied.

He nodded, his tone changing again “Not really fair for one of my guys, is it?, thinking he’s going to open up a fresh young Confederation soldier, only to get you, someone that was fucked years ago and didn’t seem to learn her lesson from it?”

Nathalie realised the danger and saw Chloe did as well. Chloe still said nothing.

“We try to take you cunts, and make women out of you, instead of the mockery of soldiers you are. There’s a soldier that fought as Lisbon that has a pair of your panties, and assumes he taught you a lesson, but obviously he didn’t”.

“She just didn’t have the right men taking in her hand!” a voice interjected, another officer had approached, in a loud voice he shouted, “This is the 42nd Mechanised Infantry and we do things properly!”

There was a cheer from the surrounding republican troops and some of them even waved the Panties of the women they’d already raped.

The first officer looked annoyed, but then a smile appeared “OK so someone! Show me how it’s done” He looked at the table, Olivia’s rape was over and Nathalie saw she was sitting head down with the officers, now it the unit medic whose name Nathalie couldn’t remember on the table, quiet and expressionless as a large soldier pushed his cock into her ass.

A group of young soldiers gathered around Chloe, excited to be able to show their officers their proficiency. In the end a muscular Corporal with an intense expression stepped forward, the Officer nodded and he grabbed Chloe and dragged her to the table just as the Medic was climbing off and pulling up her trousers.

The Officer turned to Nathalie, “Let’s get you a closer look.” He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her directly to the table. They were taught in school that it was a myth that men were stronger than women but she now knew it wasn’t true, the sheer brute force that emanated from them was shocking to her.

While Nathalie watched the Corporal tore open Chloe’s trousers with his bayonet, when he ripped her panties off, he didn’t gag her though he just threw them on the table, Chloe saw him spit on his fingers and push two fingers into roughly into her ass, he flipped her over, and cut through her shirt making another slash to open her bra.

“Why do they wear those things?” A voice asked “I’d never let my woman wear something like that.”

“If women try to do male stuff, then they need a bra like that to keep their tits from flopping around”

A crowd of soldiers had gathered around, some of them looked to Nathalie to be her age.

“I like her cunt” one soldier said casually, as Chloe’s sex was exposed to all of them. Chloe had a narrow slit with her labia tucked away, “Do they all shave their pubes?”

“They’re all dykes but only the butch hard-core ones don’t shave.”

The soldier pushed two fingers into Chloe’s Vagina with one hand while reaching around to finger her asshole with his other hand. He pushed her legs apart and over her shoulders..

“Is it easier like that” A soldier asked. Nathalie realised he was the one who’d raped Olivia, “I found it hard to get my dick into my ones ass?”. He said it in such a casual way.

“It’s about getting it at the right angle, it’s harder to see but it goes in easier I think, but you have to be careful not tear her asshole” He looked down at Chloe and in a completely different tone said “Look at me, slut, you maintain eye contact with me, or it’ll be my fist going up your ass next”

Chloe nodded she understood, her hands gripped the table. She gasped again as he pushed his fingers into her Vagina at the same time he pushed his cock into her ass. His fingers went deep into her Vagina again, working back and forwards, he leaned forward then with both hands grabbed her exposed breasts and squeezed hard causing her to cry out.

“OKAY Bitch” he said loudly, Nathalie knew it was for his comrades benefit as well “here’s what you can do to make me finish quicker, nice and loud tell us that your Cunt is now the property of the 42nd Mechanised Infantry.”

Chloe only hesitated for a moment “My Cunt is now the property of the 42nd Mechanised Infantry” she gasped. A cheer went out from the troops standing around.

With that he sighed and emptied himself inside her, he pulled his cock of her ass triumphant. Surprisingly though he was careful to let her legs down gently. He took her panties off the table and said loudly “You need to tell me the name of the guy who opened you up the first time, I’ll track him down when I get home, he does not deserve to be walking around with a pair of your panties”

Chloe, climbed off the table stiffly, pulled up her trousers, and gave Nathalie a slight nod “You’ll be okay” She said and she limped off to join the other raped soldiers. The main group of soldiers drifted off uninterested in watching Nathalie’s coming rape.

Nathalie stood waiting to feel her head yanked, instead there was a hand on her shoulder. She looked around to see a soldier, young, he seemed small to her, but he led her to the table and picked her up sitting her down on it.

“What’s your name” he asked

“Nathalie”

“Ok Nathalie, this doesn’t have to hurt, just lay back.”

She lay back on the table, and realised he was going to rape her on her back like the previous soldier had raped Chloe. She grimaced as his bayonet came out.

“It’s tradition” he said almost apologetically “It’s just for the first time.”

She heard shouts of “this cunt is the property of the 42nd Mechanised infantry” she looked around and saw the soldiers were forcing the women who had already been raped to shout it out, including Captain Harris.

Her rapist laughed “It’s just a bit of fun” with the bayonet he ripped through her trousers and pulled her panties off. “Unbutton your shirt Natalie, so I don’t have to cut it open.”

She obeyed quickly, when her sports bra was revealed, without being told she undid the clasp and zipper at the front, revealing her 32B breasts.

He laughed “I didn’t know they did that , it’s very clever”

“They’re designed so we can open them up to clean ourselves without taking them off” she said. She didn’t know why she was trying to make conversation with the man who was about to anally rape her, but something in her head told her it would be a good idea.

“That’s interesting” he said “but still you’re not to wear thing from now on, we’ll find you a bra that’s more appropriate for a woman.” He Groped her breasts “You do have nice tits though.”

“Get on with it Lewis!” a voice shouted “there’s sixty other confeds to get through, and the CO says to we have to do them one at a time.”

“The CO said to open them up properly” he retorted “This is a big moment in their lives we should at least make the effort.”

He was gentle with her to a point, he ripped her panties off and put them in her mouth. Then he tried to push his fingers into her Vagina, she gasped.

“Don’t try to keep me out” he said sternly, relax yourself. He pushed hard and worked them inside her, “You’re dry as sandpaper” he said, “you need to work on that, not every man will tolerate a dry cunt.”

He spat directly onto her Vagina, and worked it, then moved his hand underneath, and as she was dreading started to finger her asshole.

“You’re lucky I’m loosening you up first” he said “You’re the woman, you should be ready to be fucked, in all your holes.”

Nathalie had experienced anal sex, in that past, with girlfriends and during the Hazing that was part of basic training for InSec trainees. She tried to relax herself and felt a little bit of relief as something relatively thin was pushed into her ass.

He pulled the panties from her mouth, “Good Girl” he said “you do want to be a good girl don’t you.”

“Yes I want to be a good girl.”

He leaned forward and mashed her breasts with his hands, while he thrust into her. After less than a minute he gasped, and he was finished.

“You did really well, good girl.”

“Thank you” was all she could think to say.

With that he turned and walked away, Nathalie climbed off the table, to be replaced by a short stocky Signals Corporal, who had always valued her reputation as toughest soldier in the company but was now crying like a little girl.

She walked over to where the other raped soldiers were and sat down beside Chloe. The pain in her recturm, being overcome by relief at having survived the night so far.

“The first time is the worst right?” she asked



End of chapter 1
-------------------------------------------------------------

If anyone would like to hightly grammar or spelling issues that would be appreciated. One thing I struggle with in stories is dealing with large numbers of characters, also I have a habit of being overdetailed in descriptions.

In future chapters I'm going to stick with mostly with the male pov.

[Shocker]

I did love this. What a brilliant introduction of your skills to the academy.

Your story hits so many of my kinks it’s hard to know where to begin.

“Private Nathalie Smith stood on the drill square alongside the seventy-eight other women in her company, waiting for her turn to be raped”

If you were looking for what to put in as a teaser for this story, this would work perfectly.

I absolutely love, how you describe the ravages of war. Breaking women in authority is always fun, and yes panties make great sound mufflers.

Looking forward to future stories.

[HistBuff]

As far as anti-woke literature goes, this is golden!

@Shocker has covered the main points nicely.

“The first time is the worst right?” she asked.

This is one great way to conclude a chapter. It was interesting to see how the Corporal gives instructions to the innocent recruit on how to endure rape and tips for making men go easier on her. Men aren't really to blame here. These girls have been brainwashed into thinking men are monsters so it is up to the male soldiers to properly re-educate them. Starting with the officers.

[drop_short]

I did love this. What a brilliant introduction of your skills to the academy.

“Private Nathalie Smith stood on the drill square alongside the seventy-eight other women in her company, waiting for her turn to be raped”

If you were looking for what to put in as a teaser for this story, this would work perfectly.

That's an excellent idea and I've edited the teaser to do just that.

[Grimnir]

Clearly this doesn´t bode well for Private Nathalie and her fellow prisoners. The rest of us however will be well entertained. I will keep an eye open for the next part