2 comments/ 211599 views/ 19 favorites Incursion 1 By: basti3cat It was the year 2050. The war in Europe had been going on for 20yrs. Twenty years of madness, of murder, of rape, and destruction, more than half of Europe was a burnt out shell. All because those stupid bastards in South East Europe could not get along with each other, with ethnic groups choosing up sides and drawing in more and more and more countries until half of the continent was ablaze. As more and more countries were drawn into the conflict, the mayhem became even more intense. The backpack nuke used in L.A. was the last straw. Now her she was in a cesspit called the Balkans, but what the hell, that were the price of promotion. Kathy Caitlin aka Cat was a Major in The US Army, an expert in Intelligence & counterinsurgency. At the age of 30 Cat was well on her way to being a General Officer by the time she was 40. However, none of these thoughts had any bearing of the work of the day. Command & Control had given her new orders, bring in some prisoners & find the new gas factory that was giving command and control fits. CHAPTER I THE MISSION Cat was in command of a company of Counterinsurgency and Intelligence; this consisted of 6 helos and 200 to 250 troopers. For the coming insertion, she would only be using 2 helos and 50 troopers. Cat turned to her executive officer, "Hey Red get the fifty troopers next on the duty list a get 2 birds warmed up. We are going for a little ride." Red said, " OK skipper. You want I should go along." " Nah, can't have you and I on the same OP, someone has to watch the fort. Besides you would have to lead any rescue mission, if my mission should have any trouble." Red's shoulders slumped. Red, who was actually Capt. William Early, was a 6ft 10in monster of a man was always up for action. Even if the possibility of said, action was slight. Being the true professional he was the said, "Birds and troopers will be on the tarmac in 20". Thirty minutes later the two helos were flying over the war blasted landscaped that was modern day Balkan's. Cat was speaking into her helmet mike. "Ronni, turn to a NE heading over this next mountain and get lower we won't be able to see a fucking thing at this altitude. This fucking fog doesn't help anything either." Autumn in the Balkans was notorious for fog and today was worse than most, Ronni was first Lieutenant Veronica Early sister of William Early, Cat's executive officer and pilot of Cat's helo. Ronni said, "Not a good idea to go lower skipper, theses fools on the ground don't have many missiles left, but they have plenty of small arms. It only takes one round on the big nut that holds the rotor on to make you have a bad day." Cat said, "Down please Ronni". "Ok Skipper, down it is." Fox 1 and Fox 2 swooped down to tree top level and started to pass the top of the mountain. A burst of auto rifle fire hit Fox 1. The armored sides shrugged if off with only scratches, then six rounds hit the large rotor nut. That was three rounds more than it could take. A piece of the nut fractured and hit the rotor. Then the rotor itself flew apart, Fox 1 dropped like the rock it now was, and ahead was a small clearing. Ronni was screaming into her mike, "Mayday, Mayday, Fox 1 we are hit, going down at map ref-----". CRASH, BANG, BOOM, Fox 1 was down. Chapter 2 WALKING Fox 2 was not hit by the first burst of auto-fire, but on circling back to the wreckage of Fox 1, they came under a storm of small arms fire. Some of this fire hit the tail rotor causing the aircraft to bounce and shudder, they had no choice they must return to base. Meanwhile on the ground, there were signs of life in the wrecked aircraft. When the aircraft was hit, Cat was firmly belted in the right hand seat, events moved so quickly she never had time to be afraid. In any case, she could not fly a helo; in fact, Ronni could not fly this one, because rocks can't fly. In the seconds before they hit cat though, "What a stupid fucking way to die, shot down by someone Militiaman with an AK-47. Then the aircraft smashed into the clearing, the rear of the craft hitting a giant boulder while the nose smacked into giant mud hole. The mud hole saved Cat, Ronni, and the two troopers in the jump seats. The other 21 troopers were crushed between the boulder and the frame of the aircraft. As soon as Cat got here wits about her she yelled, "Out, get out this fucker may burn." That proved a small problem, the doors were buckled and jammed, by now the smell of fuel was overpowering. Cat reacted quickly, pulling her 10mm pistol she swapped mags for one with AP rounds. Yelling, "Cover your face", she put three rounds into the front windscreen, then raising a booted foot she kicked the remainder of the windscreen onto the ground. Turning to Ronni and the two troopers she said, "Hurry up this damn thing is going to blow any second. First Ronni, the two troopers, and finally Cat herself un-assed the smashed remains of the aircraft. They promptly found themselves ass deep in sticky brown mud, struggling and falling the finally made there way to somewhat dryer ground. Fifty yards from the aircraft, they were slammed to the ground by a deep-throated explosion. The helo had become a funeral pyre for the 21 dead heroes still aboard. As the four lay panting on the damp ground, they looked back at what had been one of the highest tech weapons in America's arsenal. Now only so much burning scrap metal. Cat took rapid stock of their general situation. Ronni had her 10mm pistol and her map case. Each of the troopers was armed with their standard machine pistols, plus 2 frag grenades, and two smoke grenades, plus all had their own GPS device. The troopers themselves one male, one female were a plus, they at most times served as Cat's bodyguard. This meant they were hardened veterans with at least 5 yrs service. The male was of average size, 5ft 10in and slender build. He looked somewhat harmless until you looked into the deep blue eyes they seemed to have no spark, or life. His name was Carl (Snuff) Calvin, a stone cold killer if there was ever one. The female trooper was 5ft 5in with a girl next-door look about her, her brown eyes wide and innocent looking. Her name was Rene (Trigger) Ames; her looks were belied by her nickname Trigger, because that was what she was quick on the trigger. That left ronni (Fox), for hers looks, hence her call sign. At 5ft 8in and a centerfold figure she was not really a ground trooper, but she had been in a few ground firefights and was fearless in any case. Cat looked at Snuff and said, "Snuff how far you figure back to the first American picket line." "100 miles more or less, more if we have to go around any Serb troops. But hell Skipper, Fox 2 got away they should be back with SAR in about 2 hours." Cat said, "Yeah if Fox 2 was not hit and the way they bugged out makes me think they were hit. Plus we got to fucking get out of here, this crash site will draw Serbs like flies to dog shit. Now you and Trigger are real good at hide and evade, where as Fox and I aren't real ground troopers." "What I want you to do Snuff is, hike back ASAP to the nearest picket line you can find and get the Calvary back here ASAP. I'll keep Trigger here as security, while the three of us hike up this next mountain. I hope that we can find a cave to hold up in at least for overnight. Now we all have our GPS's, so even should we become separated SAR will still be able to find us." All three nodded their heads, no one was happy but Cat's logic was impeccable, besides she was in command. Snuff said, "OK Skipper, nightfall will be in another 4 hours, I'd best be making tracks." Chapter 3 CAPTURE After 2 hours of hiking up the next mountainside, the three women had not found a cave or any other shelter. Just as they reached another small glade, the forest around them erupted with a hail of small arms fire. The three women hit the dirt trying to pinpoint the source of the gunfire. Cat said "Anyone got a target" two negatives came back. Then a voice speaking English in a Serb accent bellowed over a loudhailer. "Put down your weapons Yankees, get up, put your hands on your heads and stand very still. If you do not comply you will killed instantly, do you understand?" Cat looked at the other two women. "Well this might be OK, they sound like regulars not militia. As long as we are alive things can always change, dead is forever." Fox and Trigger slowly nodded their heads. Cat and Fox unbuckled their pistol belts and slowly rose to their feet. Trigger left her machine pistol on the ground, rose to her feet, and then she unclipped her grenades and laid them carefully on the ground. Rising to their feet the three clasped their hands on their heads, waiting uneasily for whatever came next. Cat half expected a burst of gunfire to cut them down where they stood. Cat's heart sank when she saw the troops moving from the timber in the open glade, "they were militia," she thought. Now it was to late to fight if they wanted to, these bastard militias were little more than bandits. Their own regulars shot them on sight. A huge bearded man approached to within 10 ft of them. He was holding a loudhailer in his left hand, an old Luger in his right. He opened his gap toothed mouth and laughed saying, "Three Yankee woman soldat, this is gut, the commander will be pleased, which of you is the ranking bitch". Since no one wore rank tabs in the field there was no way to tell by looking. Cat answered, " I am the ranking officer Major Kathy Caitlin United States Army, this is 1 st Lieutenant Veronica Early, and Sergeant Rene Ames. And who might I be addressing." "Why I am Captain Kurt Gomner, I command this small patrol of the Peoples Fighting Militia." While the conversation had been going on a dozen or more ragged, figures had emerged from the tree line. Cat had never seen men who looked so vicious and animal like in her life. They were dressed in bits and pieces of uniforms from a dozen armies. They were armed with what ever they could steal, some of their weapons pre-dated WWII, maybe even WWI by the look of some of the pistols. Kurt turned to three of the men and said "Watch these bitches carefully they are well trained, do not turn your back on them. You three tie their hands behind their back, also put them in a coffle, with 8 ft of slack between them" Cat said, "I demand we be treated in accordance with the tenants of the Geneva Convention. Tying us in this manner is against the law." Karl laughed saying, "We no, no such law here, we obey only the Law of our Commander." The three designated men carefully bound the women's hands behind their back, and then looped rope around their necks. Karl said, "Come we must get out of here, the Yankee's will be looking for these bitches." Motioning his men to hurry, he grabbed the end of the rope forcing the three women to break into a trot. For two hours the patrol moved without a break, they were following an old hunters trail, it was tough going for the three women, with their hands bound and the coffle making their necks chaff and burn. Finally inside a pine grove Kurt called a halt, "We will stop here for a few minutes and keep your hands off the bitches". While giving a stern, look at his men. Cat said, "We need to relieve ourselves Capt." "Relieve yourself? Well go ahead nobody is stopping you" "How about a little privacy, one at a time behind a tree." "No Major I don't think so, squat right where you stand, none of you are getting out of my sight." Cat said, "Well at least untie our hands so we can pull our pants down." Kurt laughed saying, "Not that either, I don't trust you. I will do the honors for you, one at a time. Remember my men will shoot you at the first sign of trouble. Do you understand?" Cat looked at the other two women, they shrugged their shoulders. This would not be the first time any of them had pissed in front of men; you could not serve in combat and not have that happen. Nevertheless, this would be decidedly different their hands bound and a grubby smelly man would be pulling their pants down. Still it was better than pissing their pants. Cat looked at the Capt said, "OK let's get on with it, and get you cheap thrill." The Capt. Said, "I will enjoy this, who wants to be first," Cat said, "I'll go first." Grinning the Capt. knelt next to cat and began undoing her web belt, then slowly unbuttoned her bdu's. Taking his time he slid her bdu's down to her boot tops. Her smooth muscular legs goose fleshing in the cool air, the bdu under pants adding an unexpected erotic look to the situation. Then sliding his dirty hands down, her smooth belly he grasped the garment and slowly pulled it down to pool on top of her pants. Cat's black pubic hair was trimmed in a narrow vee, the Capt's. eyes were level with this enticing view. Those eyes were bright with lust; his tongue licked his cracked scabby lips. His eyes were riveted on the crack in her sex lips. Cat's heart was pounding in her chest, she could feel the man's lust, see it in his eyes. His men were staring with undisguised lust; some were rubbing their crotch's. Cat could smell the man's sour body odor; his breath was hot and fetid on her bare crotch. She knew she was moments from being raped. Fox broke the spell, "Hey, I got go, can we hurry up here?" Cat could have hugged her, leave it to Fox to break things up. Kurt blinked said, "Yes hurry up we can't stay here all day, piss and be quick about it." Cat squatted and leaning forward emptied her bladder. One of the men laughed, saying something to his friends. Karl said, "he said it sounds like a cow pissing on a flat rock." The men all roared with laughter. When she had finished the Capt. pulled up her garments. Then moved on to Fox, the men all got a good look at her red bush and perfect ass. Then it was Trigger's turn, she was a natural blonde. By now all, the men had noticeable bulges in their pants; some even had fingers inside their pants rubbing their swollen cocks. Kurt said, "Move out, we have a ways to go yet." So, they began walking again mile after mile. By now Cat and Ronni were sore and aching, not being real ground troops. Trigger was in much better shape, being used to forced marches with full packs, plus weapons. Just as the Sun was beginning to set the patrol came to a narrow defile, which dead ended in a huge cave system. Kurt smiled said, "Welcome to your new home ladies I am sure you will come to love it here." A bigger den of thieves none of the Americans had ever seen. There were over 200 men here with the caves no doubt holding even more. A large crowd began gathering hooting, yelling, and calling out lewd suggestions. The smell of unwashed humanity was over powering. Several men in the crowd began pulling and pinching at the three Americans. Kurt was swearing and trying to beat the crowd back, with little success. The three women eyes flitted back and forth fear showing in their pale faces. Suddenly there was a burst of submachine gun fire. The crowd was instantly silent, gazing up to the largest cave set mid-level in the cliff face. Looking up Cat saw the largest man she had ever seen. He was easily 8 ft tall and maybe over 400 lbs, none of it fat by the look of it. He had shoulder blonde hair and was bare to the waist despite the cold. He was holding a machine pistol in his left hand the barrel was smoking, his right hand held a huge flagon from which liquid sloped over the brim. His voice was a bull bellow. "What the fuck is going on Capt., can you no longer control the men? Back to your kennels dogs, or I'll gut a few of you to instruct the rest." The crowd melted away in a trice, leaving the three Americans and the Capt. standing alone. Kurt was whispering to the women, "That is the Commander, he does seem in a good mood. Normally he would have shot at least 2 men, in this situation." The Commander said, " Well Capt. don't stand there like a fool bring our guests inside so we may become acquainted." Chapter 3 THE COMMANDER The four of them walked up the steep incline into the large cave. Further and further into the bowels of the cliff they moved. It was as if it was something out of Aladdin and the 40 Thieves, Heaps of weapons and other loot were piled in a haphazard manner. Finally, they came to a curtained passageway; Kurt held it aside, motioning the women inside. Inside on a throne built from solid polished oak sat the Commander. He still holding the machine pistol and was drinking from the flagon with obvious relish. "My God", Cat thought, "This guy thinks he's a Robber Baron from The Middle Ages." The Commander said, "Well introduce me to the ladies Kurt." "Yes sir, this is Major Caitlin, 1 st Lt. Fox, and Sergeant Ames of The U.S. Army." The Commander said, "Welcome to my humble abode ladies, I hope your stay with us will be as pleasant for you as it will be for myself and my men." Cat spoke up, "I wish to complain about our treatment by Capt. Gomner. Our bindings are a clear violation of the Geneva Convention. Not to mention the total lack of food or drink since our capture." Cat was figuring a good offense was the best defense. The Commander said, "You are absolutely correct Major. Untie the ladies at once Kurt have you no manners at all. I am truly sorry ladies the Capt. is not well bread like myself. He is only a simple peasant." "But, but Commander they will be dangerous." "Nonsense Capt. these fine women are my guests they will give me their word they will not try to escape. Is that not so Major?" Cat said, "Absolutely sir, you have my word as an officer in the U.S. Army that we will not try to escape or harm you." "You see Capt. now untie them at once." Producing a boot knife, the Capt. carefully cut the ropes from the three women. In moments, the women were free rubbing their chaffed wrists and necks, working the kinks out of their limbs and backs. Cat spoke up again, "My troopers and myself thank you. Now if we could be shown to our quarters and have some rations provided I would be most grateful." "Capt. Gomner would you please see to the comfort of the Lieutenant and the Sergeant, and Capt. be on you best behavior. The Major will dine with me as my guest. Will that be satisfactory Major?" Cat was thinking, "We really don't want to be separated, but their chances might be better for escape if they were." She said, "That will do nicely sir, I thank you." The Commander said, "Oh by the way, please give your gps devices to the Capt., they won't work in here anyway. It is an old iron ore mine you see" Capt. Gomner collected the three devices and along with Fox and Ames left the Commanders private quarters. The Commander said, "Well Major I imagine you will want to freshen up before dinner. You will find a fully appointed bath in the alcove to you right." In a slightly harsher tone, "You will find no weapons nor another exit. Dinner is one half hour." Cat said, "thanks again." Then moving to her left she entered the indicated alcove. What she found was truly amazing, a full bath and powder room. Done in of all things gold inlay and marble tile, with one whole wall all in mirrors with gold threads inlaid, Cat looked at the shower with longing, she was dirty, tired and hungry. She desperately wanted a shower and to wash her hair. The possibility of hidden cameras entered her mind. Then casting caution to the winds she began stripping off her dirty sweat stained bdu's and muddy boots. Cat was a fine figure of a woman at 6 ft, 170 lbs she looked lean. However, her 38d breasts, smooth flat belly and long supple legs belied the leanness. Now completely nude she adjusted the water as hot as she could stand it and stepped inside the shower. Inside she found a full array of bath and shampoo products. Cat showered and shampooed her hair reveling in the feeling of being clean again. Then stepping from the shower feeling quite refreshed now, she toweled her tall muscular body to a healthy glow. IT was while gazing at her nude body in the mirrored wall that she noticed her dirty bdu's were gone. In there place was a complete set of clean of bdu's, including a pair of spit shined jump boots. Incursion 1 She had not heard a sound over the shower noise. Someone had been in the room and out without her knowing it, well if they got a good peep, so what? The uniform was a perfect fit including the boots; the Commander must have some supply depot. Cat dressed, combed her short black hair and walked out into what was obviously the Commander's Throne Room. There he was dressed now in a fresh set of American bdu's, sporting a white beret titled rakishly over his right eye. Cat had to admit he was a fine figure of a man, the golden hair and beard shone like spun gold. His huge frame was braced in a parade rest attitude. He smiled when he saw her showing perfectly even white teeth. Gesturing for her to step up beside him he said, "You look lovely Major. Will you take my arm? My chef informs me that dinner is served." Cat grinned and sliding her arm inside his, moved down another alcove into was obviously the ballroom. The Commander had a real eye for The Robber Baron Motif. The cavern was decorated like a hall in one of the great European castles. Tapestries on the walls, a huge table that would seat 50 now set for 2, the table setting was made from sliver with gold inlay. The Commander held her chair, and then seated himself at the head. He lifted a small silver bell, giving to two shakes. Instantly there were servants bringing in the first course. The Commander said, " I do hope you enjoy fine French Cuisine. My chef is French; my men captured him from some French Para's last year. He was training at one of the finest restaurants in Paris before the war. Pity is we have no wine, that nuke on the French wine country was a real act of terror. No matter though, I have fallen back on my old Viking heritage. Sample the Mead it goes well with the onion soup and duck we will be haying for the main course." Cat sampled the liquid in the glass before her. The contents were a deep golden color, the taste sweet but light. He was right it did compliment the French Onion soup of the first course. The thought of drugs in the food and drink crossed her mind, but that did no seem the Commander's style. She said, "Yes it is very good." Cat wanted as much information as she could obtain. She opened the conservation with," Tell me about yourself Commander. For example you speak English with an American Accent, how did that come about?" Any man's most favorite subject is himself, the Commander was no exception, and with no delay, the man launched himself into his life's story. "Well Major I was born in Germany, my parents immigrated to the U.S. when I was four. I attended high school in New York State, had two years in Cornell before the war started. I enlisted in the U.S. Air Force, became an Air Commando in two years. Because of my language skills, I was inserted into Eastern Germany. I did the job for three years and I was damn good at it." Then on my final op I saw the remains of a village in Bosnia. Omega Force had been there the day before on wipeout op. Major there was nothing left alive in that village, not even the dogs and cats. That is when I thought 'What the Fuck am I doing.' To make a long story shorter, I went over the hill. Moved here to what was Serbia and found this band of bandits." "From there, it seemed to come naturally. Those animals you saw today only respect brute force, in that I excel. When I first found them, they were starving, resorting to cannibalism in some cases. Now they live better than they ever did. Between their raids and my business ventures we do quite well." Cat said, "You, a deserter from the U.S. Air Force? Now you are a bandit chief. How is this better, than keeping your oath when you joined up?" "Well Major neither my men nor I prey on civilians, only on another armed force. We may be barbarians but we are glorious barbarians." By now the meal had reached the brandy stage. Cat was feeling mellow and slightly drowsy. The liquor and food had made her temporally forget her situation. The Commander's next words brought reality back into sharp focus. His next words were" Major what sort of birth control are you using. Of course I am assuming you use something or are you a lesbian." Cat was stunned by the question, coming like a bolt from the blue. While she mentally tried to shift gears, many thoughts raced through her mind. " She did not think she was a lesbian, although she had never had an affair with a woman. She had fucked men several in fact, but sex just never seemed important. In fact, she had not had sex in over two years. Was this huge man going to fuck her here and now?" What she said was, "I've had the standard 5 year implant it has 3 years left to run. Why do ask?" He said, "You remember me mentioning my business deals? One of these enterprises has to do with the selling and buying of merchandise we acquire in our raids. As you know due to the labor shortage, most armies now have a substantial quota of women in them. Can you guess what product brings me the most in money and goods? Cat thought, "the man is talking about white slavery. There had been rumors for years now about a flourishing trade in captured military women." She said, "Commander you don't really mean you are selling women as a product do you? Who would buy them now with the world's economy in the shitter, who has spare cash for that sort of thing." He said, "Why the people who always have cash, the Drug Lords of course. Prime breeding stock like you and your friends are much sought after in South America and South East Asia. What my little band and I do is sample the wares of these women for two weeks too a month. By that time, they are broken sufficiently to be sold to the moneymen. These men want them for breeding stock so no birth control can be used. They don't really mind if there is a bun in the oven when they get them. You three are a real catch, none of you over 30, all in prime grade A health. The last American we had was a naval lt. Commander, a little old; she was 34 when we got her. However, she should have maybe 10 yrs of baby making left. You know that being constantly pregnant breaks a woman down rather fast." Cat's mind was reeling this man was like no one she had ever met. One minute urban and sophisticated, the next minute he was a monster talking of selling women into a life of slavery and baby producing. She said, "Slavery Commander, I can not believe you, this is even below the people who buy them. At least if there were no sellers there would not be any buyers. Now you plan to do this unspeakable thing to three American Soldiers who were once your comrades in arms." He said, "Major, the fact is I planned to keep you all three of you for a month, but now I think you I will keep until I tire of you. If you are very, very good that could be a long time. You know you might just get to like it and maybe love me. What is it going to be Major the hard way or the easy way?" Cat said, "LOVE YOU, I don't think so! You have enough men to overpower me, but never will I agree to your perverted scheme." The man threw back his head and roared with mirth. When he had regained control he said, "You are to funny Major. What need have I for help with one woman?" Cat said, "You are much larger than I Commander, however I am not unskilled in unarmed combat. Would like to try me now?" With a huge grin on his face, he just shook his head. Not saying another word he pulled a small tranquilizer gun from under the table and fired one dart directly into Cat's neck. Cat jerked back at the impact of the dart, trying to rise she said, "Cocksucker, dirty, motherf….." Then her limp form collapsed back in a boneless heap. Chapter 4 THE EXAM Cat regained conciseness to find she lying on her back staring up into a very bright light. In addition to this, she realized her hands were bound to either side of her head, while her legs were also bound and spread. She turned her head to the left and the right as far a possible, on both sides were trays of instruments. Cat had seen instruments like these in pathology labs. A fine line of perspiration broke out in her hairline. The man had said white slavery. He had mentioned nothing about surgery. After some length of time, she fell into a natural sleep. When she next awoke there was the Commander standing to her right and a small bespectacled man in a white lab on her left. The Commander said, "Ah Major you are awake, I thought you would need the rest for the upcoming exanimation. Oh, I tire of this Major thing. What do you friends call you?" Cat said, "My friends call me Cat and that would not include you. Gutless bastard, why the dart gun, no guts for hand to hand?" He said, "actually I have never met anyone who is my equal in unarmed combat. I use the dart gun to reduce the collateral damage to the product." "But no more about that, let me introduce you to the man on your left. This is the Dr.. He has no other name that anyone knows of, suffice it to say he was once employed by a Mid-East country. He became, how shall I say it, even too much for them and had to find other employment. When I found this merry band, he was moments away from being carved up for lunch. He is extremely loyal to me as you might imagine." Let me explain the good Dr's function here in addition to providing my men with primitive health care. He is my product evaluator. The men I deal with are not to be taken lightly; on one occasion, I sold a non-breeder to a client. They were not amused. So now, all my products are subjected to a through examination before it is sold. You might call the Dr. my quality control expert. I fear you will find most of his procedures to be extremely painful. I find that has a useful side affect, it breaks the subjects moral much more quickly. Moreover, I know you are wondering about your two friends. Since we must expedite these matters the Dr. will work around the clock on yourself and your two friends. He feels sure he will be up to the overtime. So Cat I bid you adieu, I have contacts to make and deals to broker. I will see you once this initial stage of you breaking is finished." Cat was so stunned; she could only gape in astonishment. By the time she could speak, the Commander was gone. Cat was left to the tender mercies of the Dr. Now she was beginning to know fear. The Dr. was a small neat man with vaguely Middle Eastern features. He smiled showing a row of small even teeth. He said, "I am afraid I must first insert a mouth appliance, I do not like screams unless the client requires them". Cat pleaded, "Dr. you are a medical man, don't do this. Help me and the other two get out and I will see to it you are well taken care of." The Dr. said, "No, no I could never do that, the Commander saved my life. Besides you see I like what I do." Before Cat could say another, word the Dr. produced an open mouth gag device and inserted it into her mouth. The device expanded inside the oral cavity causing her cheeks to bulge out painfully. The device left a hole in the center four inches in diameter. It reduced her sounds to faint grunts. Next, the Dr pulled a full-length horizontal mirror over the table. He said, "I prefer my subjects to see my craftsmanship as I proceed. I find that it reduces my need for a complete running commentary, there by reducing fatigue on may part." The Dr selected a pair of surgical scissors and began the job of cutting Cat's uniform from her body. First he slit the sleeves of her bdu tunic, he did the same to her pant legs. Next, he unbuckled the web belt, and then finally he unbuttoned her tunic and pants. Reaching under her ass and back, he slid the uniform remains from her body. Cat was now clad in only a military bra and panties. That was short lived as he cut slid the scissors between the bra cups, snipping it in half. A snip on each side of her crotch and the panties we history. Now the Dr whisked the remains of her bra and panties away, revealing Cat's body to the Dr's admiring gaze. The Dr said, "You have a magnificent body, I am sure you will come trough the procedures with a minimum of discomfort. Now I shall make some adjustments in the table, there will be some discomfort." Parts of the table began moving, the lower half split apart, then began bending her legs up, back, and sideways. It felt to Cat as though her crotch would split. Meanwhile her arms were stretched painfully to the sides forcing her 38 D's upward and outward. When the table finally quit moving her, legs were bent up and backwards. This exposed her vagina and anus fully. The pain was quite severe, causing Cat's muscular belly to heave in and out in rapid muscle contractions. All Cat could do was watch the mirror in horror, while making small grunting sounds. The Dr said, " The Commander tells me you have a birth control implant. That will be taken care of with this injection I am about to give you. As side affects it, is a muscle relaxant and brings your ovaries to full fertility. I will need one of your eggs to check for sterility. Should you be sterile that will be most unpleasant for you. You would be thrown to those animals outside they would rape you to death." "But first things first, I will start with an upper GI, then move down." Tears began to fill Cat's eyes, she had not cried since her father died when she was ten. The worst part, beyond the pain was the Dr's calm unimpassioned tone. If he would only show some emotion then at least he would seem human. Just then, she felt the prick of a needle. In a few moments, some of the pain eased. The Dr now began inserting a flexible tube into the hole in the gag in her mouth. Her gag reflex kicked in but to no avail the tube slid down her esophagus and into her stomach. The Dr said, "I need to check your expansion capabilities, I will now pump saline solution into you stomach. This will cause severe discomfort." The Dr connected the tube to a five gallon container of saline located somewhere above her head. Cat felt the liquid beginning to flow into her stomach. Slowly before her horrified eyes, her belly began to swell. Then the pain began, first a dull aching, then gut wrenching pain of a sort she had never felt. Larger and larger her belly swelled and since Cat was a big woman, her stomach was able to hold a lot of water. Through a red mist of pain she heard the dr's voice say. "Two things I must be careful of with water expansion. First, the water cannot be allowed to back up and flow into your lungs. That will not happen because the tube has a special blocking device at the bottom of your esophagi. Second, I must no introduce to much fluid and rupture your stomach. For that you will just have to trust in my experience." In the reflection of the mirror, her belly reached mammoth proportions. Her navel popped out small blue veins became visible, she looked pregnant nine months and beyond pregnant. Just as she thought, she might pass out from the pain or the Dr had misjudged and her belly would explode and shower the room in water and her guts. The flow of liquid stopped. The Dr began running his hands over her now hard belly, while nodding his head. "Yes, yes indeed this is very good you will be able to expand most successfully when you are pregnant." Just then Cat began pissing herself, to the pain was now added, humiliation. "Yes this is good it is the best way to remove the liquid. It will take some little time for the liquid to flow through you, I will return then and we will continue." Cat lay there as the piss slowly ran out of her bladder, the swelling of her belly slowing receding along with the pain. After what seemed an eternity, the flow of urine stopped and her belly looked almost normal again. Her navel had returned to its regular shape and the blue veins had disappeared. The flesh of her belly still looked and felt loose and flabby, maybe it always would. The Dr returned holding a small water hose with which he began cleaning the urine from her wide spread crotch. With that task done, he gently removed the tube from her body. He said, "Do not worry about the loose feeling in your guts that will pass. Now the next phase will stretch those same guts in a different manner, but no permanent harm will be done." While he was talking, he was changing the adaptor on the hose. Now he fitted a large dildo shaped object to the hose. The dildo was about 4 inches around and 16 to 18 inches in length. He applied a generous amount of lubricant to the dildo, saying. "This will hurt a lot. I must force the head in as far as you transverse colon. At that point, I will pump a large quantity of cleaning agent, so that I can take some pictures of you insides. I believe I forgot to tell you that the upper GI tube had a micro camera in it. I have some most interesting photos of you upper abdomen. But I digress, on to the lower GI." He began inserting the dildo into the opening of her anus. Cat had never had an enema or even been fucked in the ass. The going was tough at first, the anal sphincters fought the intrusion but at last, they weakened then the thing was inside her. Slowly the Dr. fed more and more of the dildo into her colon. Cat's rectum felt like a torch was being applied to it. Her tears came again hot and salty. He was ruining her. Her colon would be ruptured she was sure. Her soft grunts now came closer and closer together. Finally, the thing hit bottom and still the Dr. pushed, until all 16 inches were imbedded in her ass. Suddenly fluid began flowing into her colon, her belly began swelling again. Oh, my God she thought he is going to stretch my poor belly again. On and on the water flowed her belly becoming even larger than it had the first time. When it was the size two large watermelons, the flow stopped. Her belly was stretched almost to the tearing point, but the Dr was an expert. He stopped just before permanent, or fatal damage was done. At that point, Cat passed out, sure, her end had come. When Cat again regained conscious the dildo had been removed from her ass. Her belly had again reduced back to it's more or less original shape. The pain in her belly had faded to a dull ache. She could feel a stinging sensation in here asshole, she wondered if she would have to wear a bag to shit in now. The gag had been removed from her mouth; she was savoring the ability to move her jaws again, when the Dr returned. Cat's eyes blazed with fury, "If ever she got her hands on his scrawny neck". However, for present she said nothing. The Dr said, "You will notice your lower body is still in the same position as before. That is because you have two more openings that I must investigate, you urethra, and you vagina. You have no doubt noticed the gag has been removed. The Commander wants you to scream, he says it will improve your lungs. Since your body expelled the liquid while you were out, we can move on to other things." "Now first I shall remove that small patch of pubic hair you have left. This depilatory cream will remove all the hair follicles, it will never grow back." He smeared a cream around her opened crotch; waiting a few minutes, he wiped her crotch with a sterile cloth. Her crotch was as smooth as when she was a baby. Next, the Dr picked up another device. It resembled an irrigating tube of the kind found in a dentist's office. He said, "this implement will be inserted into your bladder, then I shall pump a quantity of water into you bladder. This operation will be most painful. The micro camera will give me valuable photos of this organ." Seating himself on an adjustable stool, he began the operation. Slowly, carefully he forced the instrument into Cat's bladder. Her screams began almost immediately. "Ahhhhh, NO, NO DON'T, IT BURNS. Yeee, Ahhhh, oh please." The Dr ignored her pleas. When he was satisfied with the tube placement, he began pumping the water in her bladder. That organ began to swell almost at once, so once again the mirror faithfully reflected the enlargement of her lower belly. As her horrified eyes watched, her screams were reduced to pitiful moans and grunts. Within minutes, her belly just above her crotch grew to the size of a cantaloupe. Cat thought the organ would burst she had never had to piss so badly in all her life, finally the flow of water stopped. Incursion 1 The Dr said, "Very good your bladder is most elastic". After few minutes, the instrument was removed and the water began flowing outward. The relief was almost enough to make her pass out again. Now the Dr was approaching her wide-open sex hole with a large speculum. He carefully inserted it into her birth canal. On and on into her belly the instrument went. Cat's canal was very deep so the Dr. was able to push over a foot of the speculum into her before he hit her cervix. Still he pushed and pushed. Cat now felt a sharp pain deep inside her sex organs, it seemed he wanted to jam the thing clear through her guts. Suddenly Cat felt something give inside her allowing the instrument to move several more inches inside her. When the speculum was as deep as it could possible go, he began cranking the thing open. Wider and wider, the cold steel stretched her sex organ. When her vagina was opened enough to pass a large baby's head the Dr stopped cranking. Cat felt like her pussy had been ripped wide open and she was sure that she was bleeding. She would be as loose as an old whore after this, no man would ever want her now. She said to the Dr., " You are ruining me no one will want me now. The Dr. laughed saying, "You fail to understand the elastic nature of the human body my dear. You probably think that your stomach, anus, bladder, and vagina are ruined. That is no so you stomach will return to its normal size shortly. So to will you vagina, and bladder. As for the openings you think stretched too wide I've already put a few stitches in your anus. Shortly I will stitch your bladder and the opening to your vagina. You will tighter once I have finished then you were when I started, the Commander insists on this." "Now my dear I shall remove one of your eggs to test for fertility." Car felt something probing inside her a sharp twinge the probe was now inside her very womb. The Dr. said, " You have a very pretty uterus, you should be able to have many healthy children". Cat cursed him as only a seasoned veteran could, "Bastard, motherfucker, Cocksucker, Weasel Faced Donkey Sucker", were only part of her invective. The Dr. paid no attention instead he said, "Tell me dear, have you ever had an orgasm." She said, "No I have not. What the fuck is it to you anyway?" He said, "Hmm, I am not surprised you have a hood over you clitoris. A little work with a scalpel will correct that problem. Your G spot is very deep, but then you are a tall woman, that must be corrected by a longer male organ. The Commander is most amply endowed, he should be able hit the spot and then some." While he was talking, he removed the probe and the speculum. Taking up a scalpel, he began removing the hood from her clit. Cat screamed, "STOP YOU BASTARD, DON'T CUT ME, STOP." Once again, he simply ignored her and went about the job at hand. Then he put two stitches in her urethra, When he was finished with that he said, "Just a couple more things my dear. I need to check the expandability of your cervix and uterus. This will hurt a great deal. You will feel as through you are going to explode. However, I feel that you should be able to expand to say the size of a large beach ball. We will begin now. He began inserting another tube into her poor abused belly. This one was attached to an air pump. When the probe had pierced her cervix and moved as deep as he judged safe, he turned the air on. For the fourth time Cat's belly began to swell again, very slowly this time, in order not to damage the uterus. Cat watched as her belly grew larger and larger. She thought she was numb to the pain by now, but she was wrong. As the size of her abdomen grew, the pain came again. Now it was a ripping, tearing feeling and still the womb inside her became larger. Tears flowed down her face in a steady stream as she watched her belly grow to monstrous size. The inside of her navel stood straight up now. The flesh itself grew a taut as a drumhead. Then the very bones of her pelvis began to separate. "This is what having a baby is like," she thought. Just as she thought she felt belly explode her eyes rolled back in her head, she had passed out again. The Dr stood over her unconscious body watching her belly still expanding. Her belly was already far larger that any he had ever seen. He was sorely tempted to continue until she exploded, just to see how far he could go. That would not be intelligent though, the Commander would be most displeased if he did so. It was most unwise to displease the Commander. Reluctantly he stopped the flow of air. Chapter 5 RENIOUN When Cat next regained conscious, she was in a bed handcuffed to ring in the wall with about 10 ft of slack. She had a dull ache all through her body, but at least she could move about. She had no idea how much time had passed, she sensed it was several days. Cat pulled the sheet and blanket aside; she began inspecting her body for signs of damage. She ran her fingers gingerly over her abused pussy and asshole. Her pussy looked raw and swollen, she could not see her asshole, but it felt the same. Her belly flesh still was loose and somewhat flabby. All in all Cat was convinced her body would never be the same. There was bound to be internal damage that would take a doctor to access. Cat got to her feet slowly, staggering slightly, she walked around to the extent of slack in the chain. This small amount of exercise exhausted and she quickly returned to the bed. The thought of hidden cameras came to her again. She thought, "What the fuck they had seen all she had to see, what did it matter now". Cat lay there for some time thinking, "Did Snuff find his was back to a friendly outpost or was he dead. If he did get back would anyone be able to find them now. What of the fate of her two companions, she had not seen them since before that fateful dinner. Finally, what of her own fate, when would the Commander begin his breeding program?" Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door being unlocked. There stood the enormous figure of the Commander. He said, "Ah Cat you are awake. I have a treat for you. Very shortly, you will be reunited with your two companions. Tomorrow we will begin enjoying ourselves. You three lovely ladies and I will disport ourselves to our hearts content. You see I have changed my plans I will breed all three of you until you conceive. Then I will keep you and send the other two to some of my finest clients. Until the morrow adieu my lovely Cat." Before Cat could find her tongue the door closed and the Commander was gone. In moments the door opened and two of the Commanders, men entered the room. They were armed with machine pistols, which they kept pointed at her. Their eyes roved over her naked body, but they only threw her a cheap robe and shippers. Cat's bound wrist unlatched. Apparently, the cuffs were remote controlled. Cat doubted the men spoke English so she said nothing. After Cat donned the garments, they stepped back and motioned with their weapons to proceed before them. The guards escorted her down a dark gloomy corridor. They reached a set of double doors, while one of the guards kept her covered with his weapon; the other produced a key and unlocked a huge lock. Then he stepped back and motioned her to inter the room. Refusing would accomplish nothing so she turned the latch and crossed the threshold. The door was immediately closed and she heard the turning of the lock. She looked across the room and there standing holding each other were Ronni and Rene. The three women rushed into each other's arms. Although all three of the women were hardened combat veterans, they still clung to each other and sobbed like teenagers. Cat was the first to recover her emotions, she after all had to set the example, she was in command. She said, "OK let's get control now troopers." While the other two were regaining control Cat inspected the room visually. It was decorated in the Commanders style, 'Early Mediaeval Dungeon'. There were three king sized beds complete with restraining devices. The walls were fairly coated with BSMD instruments of all kinds, all in Plexiglas cases. Now that all three women had composed themselves is was time to compare notes. Ronni told her story first. It was pretty much a carbon copy of Cat's. The Dr had seemed to take particular delight in the size of Ronni's tits. Nevertheless, he had inflated her through all of her holes. Ronni said, "Skipper my guts still hurt pretty bad. I think he tore something inside me. I may be bleeding internally." Cat said, "I still hurt inside myself. However, that fucking crazy Dr. assured me he was not allowed to do permanent harm. We just have to hope none of our insides is bleeding. Rene how bad do you hurt. Rene said, "I'm somewhat sore Major. The air tube in my womb was the worst. I am ashamed to say I cried like a baby. That so called Dr. is afraid of the Commander, he would never disobey the man." Ronni said "Yeah that is true. What has got me terrified is this breeding thing. Hell to be frank I like fucking providing it is my choice. Kids I don't know about. But, some Drug Lords kids? It makes my skin crawl." Rene said, "Yeah that fucking slime Commander said he would pump us all up, keep you Major and sell me and the Lt. I joined the army to get away for that 'barefoot and pregnant shit' no way do I want kids." Cat said, " I agree with both of you. We have to hope that Snuff got away and can find us although I don't see how. If we could get our hands on some weapons, clothing, and rations we might be able to escape. I know it is farfetched but let us keep our eyes open, you never know." Cat then said, "Ronni or you Rene I have a personal thing to ask one or both of you. That fucking pervert of a Dr did something to my clit." At that point Cat Blushed and became slightly flustered. She said, "Ah shit this is embarrassing". Rene said, "Go on Major we are all women, tell us." Ronni simply nodded her head. Taking a deep breath Cat said, "Well, like I said he did something to my clit. Removing a hood, he called it. He said that was why I had never had an orgasm. That and my G spot is so deep I'd never had a penis long enough to reach it. Now what I'd like one of you to do is look at my clit to see how bad it is. I can't see a damn mirror anywhere. Plus I don't know what the hell its supposed to look like any way." Ronni and Rene were looking at each other with astonishment. Ronni said, "Major are you saying that you have never cum while having sex?" Cat said, "That's right, I guess that's why sex was never important to me" Rene said, "Hell Major the reason the call me Trigger is because of my quick index finger. That finger works on more than a gun trigger." Ronni said, "Excuse me Major, but have you ever been with a women?" Cat blushed again and shook her head no. Ronni said, "Well I like men but women are Ok if they know what they are doing". She looked at Rene and said, "What about you Rene?" She said, "I prefer men but women are good to, depends on my mood". Ronni said, "Tell you what Major why don't you take your robe off and lie down on one of these beds, I'll take a look." Rene said, "Sure Major we both will". Cat said, "You know that bastard Commander probably has hidden cameras in here. It would be his style" Ronni said, "What the hell Major they seen all we got inside and out, can't hurt." Cat hesitated for a moment, the shrugging her shoulders she removed the robe kicked off the slippers and lay down on the center bed. Blushing faintly she said, "What do you want me to do?" Ronni said, "Just lie back and spread your legs Trigger and I will do the rest". Cat laid there her long legs spread up and back, her left arm over her eyes. Ronni got down between her legs and spread the hairless lips of Cat's pussy. The clit looked OK just slightly swollen, but the color looked right. Ronni used the index finger of her right hand to begin petting and stroking the organ. Cat's inner cunt lips quivered in response. Ronni said, "It looks OK Skipper just let me feel it a little while." Cat said, "Mmm yes that feels good, I've never felt that before." Obediently Ronni continued stroking the now erect clit. Meanwhile Rene was gazing at Cat's huge 38 D tits. She extended her right hand and began tweaking the stiffening nipples. Cat said nothing just moaned low in her throat, "Mmmmmm". Ronni began using her left hand to stroke and massage Cat's long smooth belly. That belly was now beginning to flex in and out, while her hips began a slow grinding movement. Now Rene was vigorously working Cat's left tit while her tongue began to suck her right nipple. The three women were becoming caught up in the three way. Rene's other hand had spread the bald lips of her own cunt and was stroking the small nubbin at the top of her hole. Ronni also had begun to squirm and pump her hips up and down. Ronni could stand it no longer she spread Cat's sex lips wider and buried her tongue inside the hole. Then the tongue began licking the clit of her superior officer in earnest. Rene let go of Cat's tits and moved above her head. Spreading her legs she thrust her bald cunt into Cat's face. She said, " Oh Major please lick me, please I'm so hot". Cat was lost in her fast approaching first orgasm ever. She eagerly began licking and sucking the moisture dripping cunt of the Sergeant. By now, the three women were moaning and squealing in abandon. Ronni now had three fingers inside Cat's pussy and was still licking her clit. Finally, she formed her hand into a wedge and began slowly pushing into the now wet canal. With little effort her small hand slid in Cat's pussy. In and in it went until the searching fingertips found Cat's cervix and G spot at the same time. In seconds Cat's first cum hit her. She bucked and jerked like a mad thing, her mouth and tongue slurping away at Rene's love hole. Just then, Rene's cum arrived causing the bed and all three women to bounce and squeal. The three women collapsed on the bed panting, while the sexual sweat ran down their bodies. Ronni was still twisting in sexual need. She had not got to have her cum. She said, "Please someone I need to cum, oh please". She was lying on her back her hands busy at her tits and cunt. The other two women responded Cat sank her face in the sergeants dripping pussy while Ronni went after her tits. In moments, Rene's orgasm exploded shaking the bed a second time. The three women lay there getting their hormones under control. Cat was the first to speak. "God I never knew it was like that. I should be ashamed having sex with women under my command. But I'm not, I feel great." Ronni said with a smile on her face, "Uh Skip your clit is OK, works right good I would say. Oh, your G spot works too." The three women giggled like children. Then Cat said, "What's it going to be like when that asshole Commander fucks us? That creep Dr said he was hung like a horse" The other two women nodded their heads he had told them the same thing. Rene was up and exploring the room. She said, "Look here off the alcove a fully appointed bath. You up for a shower Major?" Cat said, "Yes that would be great. By the way, I think we can go by first names or aliases under the circumstances. After were all we were women before we were soldiers. Besides all three of us just had sex with each other." After showering the three women were horny again. Once again, the room reverberated with the sounds of female lust. Breasts were licked and fondled, while clits were tongued and fingers inserted into cunts. After the second sex session all, three were exhausted. All three women climbed into the center bed. They cuddled together spoon fashion and were soon sound asleep. Meanwhile in the Commanders Throne Room, the Commander hit the switch that shut down the live video feed. He was extremely pleased. His plan was right on schedule. The fertility injection the women had received was also loaded with a powerful aphrodisiac. All three of the women were now fully in heat. The best part was that the combination of drugs was sapping their self-will. Before any of the women would be able to realize the danger, they would be his mind, body, and sexual organs. The Commander was smiling with anticipation. Tomorrow was going to be a fun day. Chapter 6 Breeding They were awakened in the morning to the sound of the door being unlocked. Two guards stepped just inside the door and placed three covered trays on the floor near the door. They then retreated through the door, relocking it as they left. Rene crossed the room to investigate the trays. She lifted one of the covers allowing the smell of bacon, eggs, and toast to waft across the room. Rene said to Cat, "Should we eat this, could be laced with drugs or God knows what." Cat said, "We need to keep up our strength, besides he could have drugged us at anytime since we got here". Rene brought two the trays to the bed, and then returned for the third. All three women ate with gusto. The food was excellent with no hint of drugs. Ronni stacked the now empty trays near the door and returned to the bed. Cat was saying, "We need to formulate a pl….." The room began spinning her eyes fluttered she said, "Shit was dr….." All three women collapsed across the center bed. Cat's eyes opened to see her nude reflection looking down at her. Panels in the ceiling had retracted to revel a mirrored ceiling. The mirrors reflected her predicament. She was bound spread eagled on the center bed. Her wrists and ankles were incased in padded cuffs, the cuffs were attached to rubberized cables running down from the ceiling. Looking to her left and right she saw her two companions were bound in the same way. The only exception was Ronni and Rene both had ball gags inserted in their mouths. Just then, she noticed the Commander standing at the foot of the center bed. How she had missed him, she did not know. He was dressed in a black leather tunic. On the tunic was a sliver deaths head flanked by sliver lighting bolt runes. He wore black leather pants with silver stripes on the outside seams. On his feet, he wore highly polished jackboots with silver spurs. On his hands were black leather gauntlets with silver insets on the knuckles. He was bareheaded with his blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. His blonde beard shone with a light sheen of oil. Overall, he was a fine figure of the prototype Neo-Nazi. The Commander was also wearing a huge smile. He said, "Good morning Major Cat. I see you are admiring my uniform, I think it goes well with my Viking heritage. " Cat said, "You got that part right you make a perfect fucking Nazi. He said, "Yes fucking will be gotten around to, but first let my show you something." The Commander stepped up to her left side and reaching up to the wall pulled down a six strand black whip. The strands were at least four ft long and one inch wide. He pulled the strands lovingly through his gloved fingers. He said, "This my dear Yankee is an eel skin whip so soft so supple but oh so painful. I could whip you all day with this and never shed a drop of your blood. Your skin would only have a pink glow and a slight puffiness. This particular whip is well of 100 yrs old and still soft and supple as the day it was made." Cat said, "Just go ahead and fuck me if you must. Why do you have to torture me?" He said, "Why because I enjoy it so much. You see I was not entirely truthful with you at dinner the other night. I was not horrified at the torture, rape, and killing of helpless people. I found myself reveling in it. It was my vocation, my true calling. Unfortunately in a short time, the U.S. Air Force became unhappy with me. I escaped just before the firing squad arrived. The rest of my story is exactly as I recounted. "No more about that though, on to the entertainment. You will notice your bonds are connected to those cables. With this remote control I can position your body as I desire."