Thread: Me and Dreamgirl - War brings out the worst in humanity

She had given up. During her capture she had been strong, put on her warrior face, but no more. She was giving up as she stared into the darkness where she was left to just die, like some wild animal. When she was first captured she tried to explain she was just a medic, not a threat at all. Maybe they would let her go, let her run back and stumble her way back to her American allies. But deep down even then, she had a feeling that wouldn't be the case. Her drill Sargent had warned her the enemy forced woman into harems, basically. That she would be treated no different if captured alive. Maybe she should've ran, forced their hand to shoot her instead of being compliant. Imaginary figures danced in her vision, scaring her. They hadn't touched her for a couple of days now, days that felt like weeks. Just left her in the dark, it was starting to drive her insane. She could still imagine their rough touch, the wire cutting into her breasts. They had tried desperately to break her, get under her skin to make her cry and scream. But she had refused. She had made no sound as they fucked her, slapped her, and cut her. One even choked her, and she just stared him dead in the eye calmly as she saw the dark dots cloud her vision and she soon passed out. She woke with a cock slap to her face and a cock forced in her mouth. Her immediate reaction was to bite down, only to discover the guard that protected them. Looking down at her body, she could see the cuts from the knife and the small scars from the wire around her breasts. She could also see her ribs slightly from the starvation. She no longer produced sweat or even spit. The panty-gag in her mouth tasted foul and had stopped making her feel claustrophobic awhile ago. Her wrists ached, and if she could see how much blood she was losing from them she'd probably flinch. Just...go to sleep. Maybe you'll just drift away...cease to exist... the thought finally made her whimper around her gag, but it was better than laying in this room and existing, she decided. She closed her eyes, welcoming the darkness to take her... A gentle touch across her neck made her jerk awake, she flinched from the touch, thinking it to be a rapist again. The wires cut into her flesh once more as her eyes tried to adjust to the light again. It hurt painfully as she closed her eyes sharply, she swore she saw an angel, a halo around a figure. Blinking several times once more she finally was able to make out his uniform, he was an ally. Relief hit her hard, she wanted to cry but she had no water in her to even do so as she stared at him while he cut her free. He moved quickly, there was no way to remove the wire gently. She whimpered against her gag as he moved each wire gently. The gag came last and she inhaled clearly for the first time in two weeks making herself fall into a coughing fit. He spoke soothingly to her as he eased her into his arms and carried her away. The rest of what happened was a blur to her, at first she was finally given food and water. The Master Sargent said she couldn't even eat an MRE, instead she was given water and bland crackers. She had hardly been asleep for an hour when she heard her door open, she had been told that she would be given clothes once they found something for her. Her dog tags was all she had left on her, but when she saw the two men she immediately felt uncomfortable, and for good reason apparently... Once more she was used, she fought this time. They were supposed to be helping her, she was supposed to trust them! Her allies raping her hurt more than the enemy as they held her down and used her body. They weren't violent and harsh like the enemy, but she still felt completely used. This time she cried, through her blurred vision she spotted the one that saved her watching. Once they were done and gone, she was left to cry in her mattress only for a familiar voice to speak with her. Her said her name, she hadn't heard her name in a long time as he asked her a question. Afraid he'd rape her if she didn't answer, she spoke, Yes... Lifting her gaze to him, she asked, Why... But she couldn't finish that question, she didn't even know what to ask. Finally she shook her head and whispered more to herself than to him, I want to go home. She didn't feel bad for saying that - she heard many soldiers scream and cry like babies. And after everything she had been through, Lexi felt as though she could be a bit of a baby herself.