Good let me know if you want the continuation of the series in the comments. Major Natalia Cohen was sumissively kneeling in front of her seated captor, while Captain Yazeed scolded her angrily in Arabic for her passive role in the last propaganda broadcast.
As I had learned painfully to do, the captured soldier was on her knees with her legs open, exposing her sex which continued to be inflamed from the fist-fucking and massive violation of five nights before. Natalia had her arms raised, and her hands bound behind her neck, involuntarily directing her long breasts forward as if offering them to her torturer. She could feel Yazeed's eyes on her breasts and fervently desired something to cover them, but knew she would remain naked unless they were filming; only then had they given her her soldier uniform to cover herself. Natalia realized that the submissive position and degrading nudity were intended to humiliate and destroy her. But knowing it wouldn't help her solve her rapid loss of self-esteem. Consumed by fear and guilt, Natalia was losing touch with who and what she was and began to let her captors define her in their own terms. As the translator converted his words into English, Captain Yazeed picked up the electric prod that Israeli manufacturers appropriately called cattle prod, protruding from his right hand. Natalia was painfully familiar with the object, having felt it working on her pussy and breasts previously. Although it didn't leave permanent marks, she knew it could burn like fire when used on her sensitive female zones. Yazeed could see her eyes nervously following the prod as he stood up over her arched figure. He used the cold metal of the prod to lightly rub against Natalia's large nipples, making them erect while the translator spoke mechanically. He thought he saw a tear forming in Natalia's left eye as she prepared for the shock. Her muscular body was now glistening with sweat. A weak tremor could be perceived in Natalia's torso every time the metal of the prod touched her wet skin. When he had placed both nipples completely erect, he touched the tip of the rod with the left nipple and pressed the button that activated the discharge. Natalia's body stiffened as electricity coursed through her chest, taking the air from her lungs. UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLMMMM screamed with his entire body involuntarily contracting due to the discharge.
Then the pain went away as quickly as it had come, leaving the woman trembling slightly, her left breast palpating but strangely insensitive. She placed her hands firmly united behind her head, prepared for another strong discharge while waiting fearfully for Yazeed to continue. Yazeed began to softly rub the metallic club between his legs towards her exposed pussy. Natalia closed her eyes, tears falling from them now. Terror completely took hold of her when she noticed the hard cylinder pressing against her erect clitoris. She held her breath as he rubbed her sensitive sex, waiting for the pain to consume her again. He didn't make her wait too long. UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLMMMM As naked Natalia was shaking with pain on the floor of her prison, her future had been decided by Hamas when she gave a speech to her State Council about the inevitability of her victory.
I was very upset about the failure of his propaganda broadcasts to promote an anti-war movement in the West. Although I had provided numerous films featuring Natalia and four other male soldiers confessing to bombing hospitals and schools and expressing their eternal support for the brave people of Palestine, nothing had happened. In fact, public opinion had turned against him due to the films. Even American media initially favorable to him had turned against him. It was obviously impossible to understand these people. Fortunately, he still had another brilliant plan. Now it was inevitable that Americans and Israel would attack together and his army would be defeated. But if I could wound the imperialists before my army was defeated, I could still emerge as the Arab hero.
To do this I had to win a battle and then prevent his army from turning against me in defeat. The key to these two things was controlling General Rashid, the popular commander of the III Corps and the best commander of all his army.
Hamas silently congratulated itself on its sharpness for not ordering one of those helicopter accidents to happen to Rashid, like the ones that occurred to the rest of the heroes of previous wars. Now Rashid was available to achieve a victory for him. But he still had to be made unacceptable to the Americans who would never support him if he attempted a coup after the war. Since they knew from his extensive dossier that General Sabian was a sadist who had tortured several Israeli women captured by his troops to death for his pleasure. He would send Rashid to an Israeli soldier, and the gift would strengthen his loyalty in the short term. The evidence of General Sabian's sadism collected by his spy at his headquarters would give Hamas the means to destroy him after the war. As his subordinates prudently expressed, the plan was brilliant. In a few hours Natalia had been taken out of Captain Yazeed's custody, fed and dressed again in her army uniform, although without underwear. Then they put her in a civilian car and began the perilous journey to Rashid's headquarters in the south of the strip. She had her hands cuffed in front of her but had been well treated by her silent guardians. As the distance between her and Yazeed increased, Natalia started feeling a sense of jubilation at her apparent escape from the sadist's control. She began to think that the worst part of her captivity was over. As her confidence grew so did her anger towards the pain and humiliation inflicted on her by General Yazeed. Natalia believed the commanding general must be someone normal (as if Yazeed weren't normal in those dirty Arabs' territory). Old habits began to reassert themselves, and she started planning how she would make Yazeed pay for what he had done.
When I arrived at Rashid's general headquarters, I was convinced it was time to give it all back to him. General Rashid was, at least in his mind, the modern reincarnation of Saladin, the warrior who had destroyed the Crusades of the Christian kingdoms exactly 8 centuries ago. His enemies in the army (which was any officer with a rank superior to colonel) whispered that he was crazy.
But it wasn't the stories about his cruelty towards women that established that opinion, it was his obsession with the American movie Patton. They said he imitated everything this did in the movie, which according to his own calculations had seen more than a hundred times. Implacable, arrogant and cruel however, he counted on the respect of younger officers and non-commissioned officers for his successes in past attacks against Israeli civilians.
This was the man Natalia thought would help her and on whom she had the poor idea of releasing her repressed anger. Also, to his misfortune, the general spoke fluent English. The general remained so stunned by the woman's impertinent way of addressing him that he became mute. Natalia took this as an acceptance and exposed her demand that he do something about Captain Yazeed. The general silenced her with a strong slap across the face. It took him some moments to speak, such was the fury that consumed him.
He had insulted her in his own general quarters, in front of his men, a woman, an Israeli woman who had had the temerity to call herself a warrior. When he finally could speak, he dismissed his escort and ordered two of his men to take her to his private quarters. There, he ordered them to undress her and tie her to a wall hook with her face against the wall. Then he told them to leave. The general studied Natalia's muscular back and her ass with considerable interest. Her smooth skin had no marks. He would change that. He shook out his favorite instrument, the long, hard, and rough belt of a 5-ton truck's fan. The first time Rashid had seen one of these belts used on a man was when he was a lieutenant in 1968, when his sergeant showed him the army system for making enemies talk. The heavy and brutal belt was like the man who handled it.
Rashid ignored Natalia's pleas for mercy. They lacked intensity to interest him. That would change after a few blows with the belt. He began working, selecting Natalia's firm and muscular buttocks. Using all his strength, he launched the heavy belt across her buttocks. A long and red stripe appeared crossing her pale flesh. Slowly and methodically, he repeated the blow again and again while the prisoner screamed. Natalia felt as if she were being flayed, it seemed as if her skin was being torn from her ass. Tied to the wall, she couldn't do anything to escape the maddeningly slow lashes, however she tried flexing her powerful arms in a futile attempt to escape. The burning pain went from her buttocks to her brain with each blow. Almost as bad was waiting for the next blow as the pain of the previous one still fresh in her mind. She screamed repeatedly, but had no idea what she was screaming. UUUUGGGGHHHHHHLLLMMM no, please, please, OOOHHH UUUGGGGHHHLLLMMM!!! Stop, please...
Natalia's screams were clearly audible throughout the barrack, just as the general wanted. No one could humiliate her and get away with it; let those cowardly lackeys listen, I thought, savoring Natalia's screams. Her buttocks were now covered in dark red stripes. Between blows, I could see her body shaking with sobs.
He started working on the sensitive upper part of his thighs. There, the belt met its pale skin producing stripes of an even more vivid red. 'UUUUGGGHHHLLLMM!!! OOOHHH!!!' 'Please! Stop! NOEEEE UUUGGGHHHLLMMMM!!!' Slowly and methodically, Rashid worked on his thighs, then returned to his buttocks. He unloaded each blow with care, making sure the new marks would intersect the old ones to increase Natalia's pain. Then he ascended again up her back. 'UUUGGGHHHLLLMMM! Please !!! UUUGGGHHHLLLMM'
Now the general was whipping her back, the heavy belt's end having just the right length to encircle it, hitting the sensitive sides of her large breasts. The force of the blows sent Natalia against the wall. Tears and snot were streaming down her face as she screamed against the cold surface of the wall. Her body was covered in cold sweat, making it shine under the intense light of the room. There was a new intensity in her screams. Natalia was convinced that he was tearing off her skin from her back. UUUGGGHHHLLMM!!! AAHHHH!!! UUUGGGHHHLLLMMM!! For favor...!! AHH! Stop...!! The blows ceased, but Natalia's body remained tense, expecting them to resume. Instead, the general put his hands on her buttocks. Unintentionally, she tensed up again. Then, with an effort of will, she managed to relax her muscles. Diana knew what was coming next; she was going to be sodomized. After the massive anal violation she had suffered at Yazeed's hands, she knew it was better not to struggle. She felt the head of his cock pressing against her anus, not a long time ago still a virgin, and then the familiar burning sensation when he pushed through her dilated sphincter. I felt the familiar pressure when his full cock filled my rectum, sending painful cramps through my intestines to my mind.
AAHHH!!! OHHH!!! That hurts, please!!! Rashid was pleased to have found her so easy to penetrate. He loved the way her colon seemed to squeeze his cock while he buried it inside her. When Natalia's body arched in an involuntary and futile attempt to escape the push of his cock completely inside her. She hugged him to grab her breasts with her hands. The general found her large and erect nipples and squeezed them between his fingers, squeezing them in sync with his thrusts into Natalia's ass. He savored the way Natalia twisted under him, this excited him more than the physical act itself.
Slut Israeli, you're my prisoner! You'll do anything I tell you when I tell you to. If you defy me the slightest bit, I'll whip you with the belt until there's no skin left on your body. Rashid growled in her ear as he continued to mount her ass. Show me the respect I deserve, foxy!
Natalia involuntarily tightened her startled sphincter when the general spoke to her in English. A push and a painful pinch on her sensitive nipples reminded her not to struggle against it. I dropped my head against the wall and tried to relax my body, hoping to get through this violation with as little pain as possible.
Me contestaras cuando te hable, slut. I screamed, twisting painfully around her nipples while speaking. Yes, sir, me, me, Ahhh, sorry, sir Natalia stammered between moans as she was sodomized and tortured her nipples. Apparently satisfied, Rashid focused on fucking his ass. The speed of his thrusts increased as he pumped with more and more force into his ass. The pain seemed to grow indefinitely while he ripped apart her bloodied ass and tried to tear off her nipple from her breasts with his steel fingers.
All she could do was lean her head against the wall and concentrate on breathing between screams. Finally, the piercing thrusts ceased and she felt a liquid hot filling her intestines. Natalia remained dazed when Rashid untied his hands and tied them to her back again, leading her to a bed in a corner. He made her kneel beside the bed and said: I'm going to test your obedience, if you fail I'll beat you as hard as I can. Taking the pistol from his holster, Rashid continued: I order you to lick all your shit off my cock, if your teeth touch my cock, I'll kill you. With the pistol on her head, Natalia observed with disgust the dark stains on her half-erect cock. Her stomach churned when she thought about where she had been, but she was too scared to refuse. Slowly and reluctantly, she pulled out her tongue and ran it along the lower part of the dirty cock. She continued licking his cock until all the dark stains disappeared and the semi-erect organ shone with saliva. The bitter taste of her own feces filled her mouth, but she kept licking until there was no trace of her shit left.
Perfect, slut, now pay attention to the material of the soles of my boots, that's what Israelis call camel shit, !make it disappear! La mañana siguiente la totally destroyed Natalia Cohen was prepared for another humiliation. By a perverse reasoning of the general as she had humiliated him in front of his subordinates he would be humiliated in front of them. She was wearing her army uniform but in a way that highlighted more than covered her body, the front part was open and the zippers surrounded her shoulders, exposing her breasts completely. The crotch of the uniform had been cut off, exposing her shaved pussy and most of her buttocks, as well as the marks from the whippings of the previous night. She was kneeling on the sand in front of the general headquarters with the personnel of the headquarters in formation to her right. Natalia had instinctively adopted the submissive position that Yazeed had taught her; her legs were open, her back straight and her gaze low. She didn't know what was going to happen to her but she knew that if she displeased the general he would inflict a horrible punishment on her. The general was giving some kind of speech to the soldiers in Arabic, seemed to have forgotten about her for the moment. When it ended there were cheers from the soldiers and the general walked towards where Natalia was kneeling submissively. As Natalia watched anxiously he opened his fly and pulled out his cock. ! I'm going to rape her in front of her men! she thought. Then, without warning, the general began to urinate on her face, a stream of hot urine hit her eyes, and ran between her open lips before she could react.
Natalia, surprised, avoided her initial impulse to get up. Instead, she simply bent her face towards the floor as the general continued directing his urine at her face and hair. It ran over her head and bare chest, soaking her breasts. It fell onto her stomach and sensitive pussy before sliding down her legs, soaking her clothes in the process. She was soaked in his foul-smelling urine. Despite the strong instinct of survival that had led her here, at that moment Natalia didn't want anything more than to die. She had never felt so humiliated in her entire life. She had been used as a toilet by this arrogant camel rider. And to make it even more humiliating, everything had been watched by 40 vociferous Palestinian soldiers. While they shouted and fired their weapons into the air, the general forced her to open her mouth with his fingers, then while keeping it open with one hand, he directed the last jet of urine directly at her mouth as she looked defenseless. Neither the bitter taste of his urine nor feeling like the warm liquid filled her stomach were worse than the terrible sensation of humiliation she felt.
As I had learned painfully to do, the captured soldier was on her knees with her legs open, exposing her sex which continued to be inflamed from the fist-fucking and massive violation of five nights before. Natalia had her arms raised, and her hands bound behind her neck, involuntarily directing her long breasts forward as if offering them to her torturer. She could feel Yazeed's eyes on her breasts and fervently desired something to cover them, but knew she would remain naked unless they were filming; only then had they given her her soldier uniform to cover herself. Natalia realized that the submissive position and degrading nudity were intended to humiliate and destroy her. But knowing it wouldn't help her solve her rapid loss of self-esteem. Consumed by fear and guilt, Natalia was losing touch with who and what she was and began to let her captors define her in their own terms. As the translator converted his words into English, Captain Yazeed picked up the electric prod that Israeli manufacturers appropriately called cattle prod, protruding from his right hand. Natalia was painfully familiar with the object, having felt it working on her pussy and breasts previously. Although it didn't leave permanent marks, she knew it could burn like fire when used on her sensitive female zones. Yazeed could see her eyes nervously following the prod as he stood up over her arched figure. He used the cold metal of the prod to lightly rub against Natalia's large nipples, making them erect while the translator spoke mechanically. He thought he saw a tear forming in Natalia's left eye as she prepared for the shock. Her muscular body was now glistening with sweat. A weak tremor could be perceived in Natalia's torso every time the metal of the prod touched her wet skin. When he had placed both nipples completely erect, he touched the tip of the rod with the left nipple and pressed the button that activated the discharge. Natalia's body stiffened as electricity coursed through her chest, taking the air from her lungs. UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLMMMM screamed with his entire body involuntarily contracting due to the discharge.Then the pain went away as quickly as it had come, leaving the woman trembling slightly, her left breast palpating but strangely insensitive. She placed her hands firmly united behind her head, prepared for another strong discharge while waiting fearfully for Yazeed to continue. Yazeed began to softly rub the metallic club between his legs towards her exposed pussy. Natalia closed her eyes, tears falling from them now. Terror completely took hold of her when she noticed the hard cylinder pressing against her erect clitoris. She held her breath as he rubbed her sensitive sex, waiting for the pain to consume her again. He didn't make her wait too long. UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLMMMM As naked Natalia was shaking with pain on the floor of her prison, her future had been decided by Hamas when she gave a speech to her State Council about the inevitability of her victory.I was very upset about the failure of his propaganda broadcasts to promote an anti-war movement in the West. Although I had provided numerous films featuring Natalia and four other male soldiers confessing to bombing hospitals and schools and expressing their eternal support for the brave people of Palestine, nothing had happened. In fact, public opinion had turned against him due to the films. Even American media initially favorable to him had turned against him. It was obviously impossible to understand these people. Fortunately, he still had another brilliant plan. Now it was inevitable that Americans and Israel would attack together and his army would be defeated. But if I could wound the imperialists before my army was defeated, I could still emerge as the Arab hero.To do this I had to win a battle and then prevent his army from turning against me in defeat. The key to these two things was controlling General Rashid, the popular commander of the III Corps and the best commander of all his army.Hamas silently congratulated itself on its sharpness for not ordering one of those helicopter accidents to happen to Rashid, like the ones that occurred to the rest of the heroes of previous wars. Now Rashid was available to achieve a victory for him. But he still had to be made unacceptable to the Americans who would never support him if he attempted a coup after the war. Since they knew from his extensive dossier that General Sabian was a sadist who had tortured several Israeli women captured by his troops to death for his pleasure. He would send Rashid to an Israeli soldier, and the gift would strengthen his loyalty in the short term. The evidence of General Sabian's sadism collected by his spy at his headquarters would give Hamas the means to destroy him after the war. As his subordinates prudently expressed, the plan was brilliant. In a few hours Natalia had been taken out of Captain Yazeed's custody, fed and dressed again in her army uniform, although without underwear. Then they put her in a civilian car and began the perilous journey to Rashid's headquarters in the south of the strip. She had her hands cuffed in front of her but had been well treated by her silent guardians. As the distance between her and Yazeed increased, Natalia started feeling a sense of jubilation at her apparent escape from the sadist's control. She began to think that the worst part of her captivity was over. As her confidence grew so did her anger towards the pain and humiliation inflicted on her by General Yazeed. Natalia believed the commanding general must be someone normal (as if Yazeed weren't normal in those dirty Arabs' territory). Old habits began to reassert themselves, and she started planning how she would make Yazeed pay for what he had done.When I arrived at Rashid's general headquarters, I was convinced it was time to give it all back to him. General Rashid was, at least in his mind, the modern reincarnation of Saladin, the warrior who had destroyed the Crusades of the Christian kingdoms exactly 8 centuries ago. His enemies in the army (which was any officer with a rank superior to colonel) whispered that he was crazy.But it wasn't the stories about his cruelty towards women that established that opinion, it was his obsession with the American movie Patton. They said he imitated everything this did in the movie, which according to his own calculations had seen more than a hundred times. Implacable, arrogant and cruel however, he counted on the respect of younger officers and non-commissioned officers for his successes in past attacks against Israeli civilians.This was the man Natalia thought would help her and on whom she had the poor idea of releasing her repressed anger. Also, to his misfortune, the general spoke fluent English. The general remained so stunned by the woman's impertinent way of addressing him that he became mute. Natalia took this as an acceptance and exposed her demand that he do something about Captain Yazeed. The general silenced her with a strong slap across the face. It took him some moments to speak, such was the fury that consumed him.He had insulted her in his own general quarters, in front of his men, a woman, an Israeli woman who had had the temerity to call herself a warrior. When he finally could speak, he dismissed his escort and ordered two of his men to take her to his private quarters. There, he ordered them to undress her and tie her to a wall hook with her face against the wall. Then he told them to leave. The general studied Natalia's muscular back and her ass with considerable interest. Her smooth skin had no marks. He would change that. He shook out his favorite instrument, the long, hard, and rough belt of a 5-ton truck's fan. The first time Rashid had seen one of these belts used on a man was when he was a lieutenant in 1968, when his sergeant showed him the army system for making enemies talk. The heavy and brutal belt was like the man who handled it.Rashid ignored Natalia's pleas for mercy. They lacked intensity to interest him. That would change after a few blows with the belt. He began working, selecting Natalia's firm and muscular buttocks. Using all his strength, he launched the heavy belt across her buttocks. A long and red stripe appeared crossing her pale flesh. Slowly and methodically, he repeated the blow again and again while the prisoner screamed. Natalia felt as if she were being flayed, it seemed as if her skin was being torn from her ass. Tied to the wall, she couldn't do anything to escape the maddeningly slow lashes, however she tried flexing her powerful arms in a futile attempt to escape. The burning pain went from her buttocks to her brain with each blow. Almost as bad was waiting for the next blow as the pain of the previous one still fresh in her mind. She screamed repeatedly, but had no idea what she was screaming. UUUUGGGGHHHHHHLLLMMM no, please, please, OOOHHH UUUGGGGHHHLLLMMM!!! Stop, please...Natalia's screams were clearly audible throughout the barrack, just as the general wanted. No one could humiliate her and get away with it; let those cowardly lackeys listen, I thought, savoring Natalia's screams. Her buttocks were now covered in dark red stripes. Between blows, I could see her body shaking with sobs.He started working on the sensitive upper part of his thighs. There, the belt met its pale skin producing stripes of an even more vivid red. 'UUUUGGGHHHLLLMM!!! OOOHHH!!!' 'Please! Stop! NOEEEE UUUGGGHHHLLMMMM!!!' Slowly and methodically, Rashid worked on his thighs, then returned to his buttocks. He unloaded each blow with care, making sure the new marks would intersect the old ones to increase Natalia's pain. Then he ascended again up her back. 'UUUGGGHHHLLLMMM! Please !!! UUUGGGHHHLLLMM'Now the general was whipping her back, the heavy belt's end having just the right length to encircle it, hitting the sensitive sides of her large breasts. The force of the blows sent Natalia against the wall. Tears and snot were streaming down her face as she screamed against the cold surface of the wall. Her body was covered in cold sweat, making it shine under the intense light of the room. There was a new intensity in her screams. Natalia was convinced that he was tearing off her skin from her back. UUUGGGHHHLLMM!!! AAHHHH!!! UUUGGGHHHLLLMMM!! For favor...!! AHH! Stop...!! The blows ceased, but Natalia's body remained tense, expecting them to resume. Instead, the general put his hands on her buttocks. Unintentionally, she tensed up again. Then, with an effort of will, she managed to relax her muscles. Diana knew what was coming next; she was going to be sodomized. After the massive anal violation she had suffered at Yazeed's hands, she knew it was better not to struggle. She felt the head of his cock pressing against her anus, not a long time ago still a virgin, and then the familiar burning sensation when he pushed through her dilated sphincter. I felt the familiar pressure when his full cock filled my rectum, sending painful cramps through my intestines to my mind.AAHHH!!! OHHH!!! That hurts, please!!! Rashid was pleased to have found her so easy to penetrate. He loved the way her colon seemed to squeeze his cock while he buried it inside her. When Natalia's body arched in an involuntary and futile attempt to escape the push of his cock completely inside her. She hugged him to grab her breasts with her hands. The general found her large and erect nipples and squeezed them between his fingers, squeezing them in sync with his thrusts into Natalia's ass. He savored the way Natalia twisted under him, this excited him more than the physical act itself.Slut Israeli, you're my prisoner! You'll do anything I tell you when I tell you to. If you defy me the slightest bit, I'll whip you with the belt until there's no skin left on your body. Rashid growled in her ear as he continued to mount her ass. Show me the respect I deserve, foxy!
Natalia involuntarily tightened her startled sphincter when the general spoke to her in English. A push and a painful pinch on her sensitive nipples reminded her not to struggle against it. I dropped my head against the wall and tried to relax my body, hoping to get through this violation with as little pain as possible.Me contestaras cuando te hable, slut. I screamed, twisting painfully around her nipples while speaking. Yes, sir, me, me, Ahhh, sorry, sir Natalia stammered between moans as she was sodomized and tortured her nipples. Apparently satisfied, Rashid focused on fucking his ass. The speed of his thrusts increased as he pumped with more and more force into his ass. The pain seemed to grow indefinitely while he ripped apart her bloodied ass and tried to tear off her nipple from her breasts with his steel fingers.
All she could do was lean her head against the wall and concentrate on breathing between screams. Finally, the piercing thrusts ceased and she felt a liquid hot filling her intestines. Natalia remained dazed when Rashid untied his hands and tied them to her back again, leading her to a bed in a corner. He made her kneel beside the bed and said: I'm going to test your obedience, if you fail I'll beat you as hard as I can. Taking the pistol from his holster, Rashid continued: I order you to lick all your shit off my cock, if your teeth touch my cock, I'll kill you. With the pistol on her head, Natalia observed with disgust the dark stains on her half-erect cock. Her stomach churned when she thought about where she had been, but she was too scared to refuse. Slowly and reluctantly, she pulled out her tongue and ran it along the lower part of the dirty cock. She continued licking his cock until all the dark stains disappeared and the semi-erect organ shone with saliva. The bitter taste of her own feces filled her mouth, but she kept licking until there was no trace of her shit left.Perfect, slut, now pay attention to the material of the soles of my boots, that's what Israelis call camel shit, !make it disappear! La mañana siguiente la totally destroyed Natalia Cohen was prepared for another humiliation. By a perverse reasoning of the general as she had humiliated him in front of his subordinates he would be humiliated in front of them. She was wearing her army uniform but in a way that highlighted more than covered her body, the front part was open and the zippers surrounded her shoulders, exposing her breasts completely. The crotch of the uniform had been cut off, exposing her shaved pussy and most of her buttocks, as well as the marks from the whippings of the previous night. She was kneeling on the sand in front of the general headquarters with the personnel of the headquarters in formation to her right. Natalia had instinctively adopted the submissive position that Yazeed had taught her; her legs were open, her back straight and her gaze low. She didn't know what was going to happen to her but she knew that if she displeased the general he would inflict a horrible punishment on her. The general was giving some kind of speech to the soldiers in Arabic, seemed to have forgotten about her for the moment. When it ended there were cheers from the soldiers and the general walked towards where Natalia was kneeling submissively. As Natalia watched anxiously he opened his fly and pulled out his cock. ! I'm going to rape her in front of her men! she thought. Then, without warning, the general began to urinate on her face, a stream of hot urine hit her eyes, and ran between her open lips before she could react.Natalia, surprised, avoided her initial impulse to get up. Instead, she simply bent her face towards the floor as the general continued directing his urine at her face and hair. It ran over her head and bare chest, soaking her breasts. It fell onto her stomach and sensitive pussy before sliding down her legs, soaking her clothes in the process. She was soaked in his foul-smelling urine. Despite the strong instinct of survival that had led her here, at that moment Natalia didn't want anything more than to die. She had never felt so humiliated in her entire life. She had been used as a toilet by this arrogant camel rider. And to make it even more humiliating, everything had been watched by 40 vociferous Palestinian soldiers. While they shouted and fired their weapons into the air, the general forced her to open her mouth with his fingers, then while keeping it open with one hand, he directed the last jet of urine directly at her mouth as she looked defenseless. Neither the bitter taste of his urine nor feeling like the warm liquid filled her stomach were worse than the terrible sensation of humiliation she felt.
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