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

The mud was thick tonight, pulling the girl down into it as she kneeled beside a comrad to drag him back. She was distracted as the men came up and grabbed her, shooting the man, she was trying to help, in the head. They bound her and started to drag her away, taking her back to their location, a gun pressed to her head to keep her from retaliating. Once they got her back to their area they didn't waste much time in tying her down with what they had on hand, wire, sharp and thin. They wrapped it around her wrists ignoring the fact that it made her bleed, they didn't care, they used it to tie her down to a dirty matress. Her ankles were also bound tightly with the same sharp wire, blood lubricating the wounds and only cutting her deeper. The men took turns violating her how they wanted, most of them in very sadistic ways, one of them took the liberty of wrapping the wire painfully around her breasts and because he was feeling especially dickish he left the wire wrapped painfully around her breasts and left the room. The next guy only pulled the wire off because they couldn't have her dying from infection due to the wounds in her breast tissue. For the next two weeks they had their way with her, using whatever they could get their hands on - eventually shoving her underwear in her mouth and using the military grade ductape to seal her mouth shut around them. The panties had been filthy due to how long she had been captive, and she had been wearing them after each encounter so they likely tasted foul. They only removed them to force an 'O' ring into her mouth to get head from her, they were planning on fucking her until she finally died from starvation, they hadn't fed her and the only water that she got was the occasional spit into her mouth, as well as other forms of bodily excretions this could be urine, I care not either way Finally she started to become weak and frail and they left her for dead, leaving her gagged and bound so tightly. In the last few days they had gotten more rough with her, cutting her and even going as far as wrapping the wires tighter. They didn't care if she died, they had been at war too long and she was nothing but a hunk of meat to fuck to them. The day she was slowly losing the last bit of life in her, gunshots rang through the camp and men stormed into the platoon and killed every last one of the guys that were there. Damien had entered the room originally looking for bombs or anything that possibly would kill them on entry, he was the only one in the room. He looked over and saw the woman who was nude and in absolutely horrid condition. He quickly shouldered his gun to the floor and moved over kneeling beside her. He didn't even know if the girl spoke english, he did know he was on the opposite side of the war from her though, given the dogtags he found next to her. He was about to leave, thinking she was dead when he decided to test it, a final decision that would change his life forever. His gloved hand moved down to touch her flesh and he saw her flinch. He dropped his gear immediately, caring not if she was friend or foe. She was no danger ripped up like this, and she clearly wasn't on the side of this cantien they just destroyed. He pulled out his knife and slashed through all of the wires as gently as he could, cutting them with the swiss knife. Easy...I've got you... He said, the moment changing how he felt about the situation. His comrades weren't around so he didn't have to act tough or like he was a careless bastard either. Once he got her free of the bindings he removed the tape on her mouth and pulled the nasty cloth from her mouth. He picked his gear up and then hauled her into his arms walking her out. Being the seargent in this situation, he protected her from the others, however, the master seargent changed that when they got back home, she was a prisoner yet agian. They may not have been as cruel, feeidn her and giving her water, but the men were thirsty for her body, and the master seargent okayed it. In order to make sure she was okay he joined in on the 'fun' they had with her - even though it wasn't violent or horribly painful, it was still wrong. He waited till they were gone and he was finally alone with her for the moment. He spoke the name from her Dogtag. Do you speak english? he asked after saying her name.