The Power of the Illuminati – Ch. 03 – Iraqi Prisoner Part 1

I landed in Iraq two days later. Waiting for me was an armoured car with several military guards.

“Hello Mr. Ryker. My name is Saad. I hope your flight was comfortable. Mr. Husayn is waiting for you at his palace in Adhamiya.”

“Good. Take me to him.”

We drove through the city until we reached palace on a hill. Waiting in front was whom I was here to meet. Uday Husayn. As soon as I stepped out of the car, he said something in Arabic, which was translated by the soldier who greeted me.

“Mr. Husayn would like to welcome you to Iraq and he hopes that we will be able to conduct our business soon.”

“Tell him, we might as well get started right now.”

The next few hours were spent negotiated the terms. Having to get everything translated slowed the process down incredibly. But once we were done, 9 million dollars in weapons was agreed upon to change hands. Once we were done, Uday spoke to the soldier again who translated.

“Mr. Husayn would also like to give you a parting gift as a sign of good faith. He says that it is something he does to unwind after a long meeting. Something that according to your other business partners, you are quite a fan of. He asks you to follow him.” Saad said on Uday’s behalf.

“Tell him I’m curious of which business partner would pass on information about myself as I try to keep things as secret as possible.” I said, now a bit worried.

“He says not to worry, that he needed to check your background out. He also hopes he has not offended you. But he hopes that you won’t be angry once you see your gift.”

We walked down a long set of stairs into the basement. Below ground, it was not as nice as the rest of the palace. Much more dark and humid. I was getting worried since he seemed to be leading me towards what felt more like a prison. Could one of my business partners have betrayed me? He swung a heavy metal door open and now I was very concerned. On the walls were whips, chains, manacles and other devices that could only be used for torture. At this point, it was only the three of us. I wondered if I should try to take Uday hostage to get away. Uday and Saad walked into the room. I cautiously followed.

What was inside surprised and pleased me. A beautiful, young Iraqi girl lay naked, spread eagled on a table like device. The device was the shape of person, with wooden boards below here arms, back and legs, but it was open below her head and between her legs. She was lying on her back, with her small young tits barely poking out, with her long black hair hung down off the end.

“Mr. Husayn says that this young girl is yours for as long as you like. Uday has been looking for a perfect woman for you since he learned you like to rape women for fun. One of his trusted lieutenants was dating her sister, but when she refused to sleep with him and instead ended the relationship, Uday kidnapped both of them and brought her here for you. He says that not only is she beautiful, but also a virgin. He thought that it would be suitable punishment for her to lose her virginity to a person she has never met, will never meet again and who is not Iraqi. No offence intended.” Saad translated.

“None taken. Tell him thank you very much. This is just the kind of thing I can use to relax.”

“In that case, he will leave you now. He actually has her sister in the next room for himself. Although the other one is obviously not a virgin, she is beautiful as well and he wants to relax. I will be waiting outside the door. Simply knock if you need anything.”

The heavy metal door slammed shut as they left. I walked toward the naked girl and put my hand on her long smooth leg. It was hard to tell her age, but I would have to guess she was in her late teens. She was incredibly slim, but looked like she was in pretty good shape.

“Please. You American. Help. American help.” She said looking towards me with hope in her eyes. I simply ran my hand up along her stomach to her small tit and massaged it. As soon as I started to grope her, she realized that I was not her saviour. When I started to take my clothes off, she immediately started to yell at me in a language I could not understand. I thought to myself that I needed to put something into that mouth to keep her quiet.

Once I was naked, I walked around the room until I found what I was looking for. A small metal ring with a strap. I walked over to her and held it above her face.

“Open your mouth.” I said, while motioning with hands to make sure she understood. She held her mouth tightly shut. I reached over and grabbed one of her nipples. “I said, open your mouth.” She turned her head away in response. I grabbed her nipple and pulled hard.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!” she yelled, and then started cursing me again. Once I let go of her now red tit, she kept her mouth open. I place the ring into her mouth and strapped it tightly around her head. Now, she could no longer bite down. I grabbed either side of head and forced her head down so that her mouth was at the height of my dick. Her head hung down off the table, upside down.

I started to slide my dick into the metal hole and into her moist mouth. She tried to fight it as best as she could, but I held her head firmly. Once I got past the ring, I could feel her tongue along the top of my dick.

“Yeah baby, you’re going to deep throat me good.” I pushed harder until I was just touching her throat. She started to gag and immediately tried pulling on her restraints. So I pulled out, to give her a chance to breath, but then started to move my penis in and out of her mouth. I reached down and grabbed her hair firmly in my fist. This way, I could hold her head down as I started to fuck her face like it was a piece of pussy. Each time I hit the back of her throat, she would start to gag a little bit, but I was holding on tight. I took my free hand and ran it along her tits, running my hands over the smooth, soft surface.

“So how deep does your throat go? I wonder.” I grabbed her head again from both sides. After all, I knew she could not bite me, but she could still try to twist her head. I started to slowly slide my cock deeper into her mouth. As soon as I reached her throat, she started to gag, but I held it firm. I kept pushing. I could see that she was swallowing furiously, which was squeezing my dick hard.

“Fuck that feels good. You give good head! Or should I say THROAT!” She was now pulling on her restraints as hard as she could, but I kept on pushing. My balls were now right on her nose. I kept pushing until I could not see my dick anymore. Her chest was now heaving as she tried to get some air. I could see that her face was beginning to go red.

I yanked my dick out of her mouth and throat with a pop and she gasped for air while coughing. She tried to yell at me as best she could. Not wanting to ruin her chance to scream, I reached behind her head and pulled the ring out of her mouth.

“Now that wasn’t so bad was it? But it is not your mouth I want. I want good, old fashioned pussy.” My cock was so hard from the forced blowjob. I noticed the table had a small lever that raised a board below her head. I raised it so that now, she was looking mostly towards her feet. I wanted her to see herself get raped. I went around towards her feet and stood between her legs.”

“No. Please” she whined “I do what you want. I do anything else. Please no.” I stared at her slit. Her pubic hard had all been recently shaved off. I could only assume that one of her captors had done it. I ran one of my fingers up and down along pussy lips. “So has any man been in here?” She turned her head away. “I asked you a QUESTION!” With that I gave her pussy a strong open handed slap.

“AHHHH! Please, no. I don’t understand.” She said, fighting back a tear.

“Has one of these” I grabbed my dick in my hand “been in here?” I asked, running my fingers along her slit. She shook her head, no.

“Please do not. I good girl. Please do not.” She said, pleading.

The contraption she was lying on was well designed. Her legs were spread and her pussy was right at waist height. I took my rock hard cock and slid it up and down along her pussy lips. I took the head of my dick and put it into her snatch, causing her lips to part, showing the pinkness inside contrasted against her brown skin. She was as dry as a bone inside.

“I guess this is not how you imagined losing your virginity. Strapped to a table, getting fucked by an American you’ve never met.” Now that the head was inside, I did not need to guide my penis, so I reached forward and groped her small tits. Her nipples were sticking out from the cold of the dungeon and I casually played with them. I pushed my hips forward a bit more until I could feel resistance. The whole time I was looking into her eyes. There was such a look of fear on her face.

Taking her virginity was going to be fun. The ultimate prize for a rapist. I had raped enough virgins to know that it actually hurt more to drag it out. If you just slammed it in, the pain was quickly over. Which is why I liked to prolong it as much as possible. I pushed forward a bit more, which caused her to wince in pain.

“Please. I ask. Please. No.” She pleaded again. My answer was to push it further inside. Her hymen was squeezing the tip of my penis very tightly. I squeezed her tit tightly.

“AHHH! Hurt!” Her pain was actually causing her snatch to squeeze my dick. I moved forward another little bit. She was now in great pain and I could see that she was digging her nails into the palms of her hand. I slid a bit further, to the point that it felt like her hymen was around the center of my dickhead. She was now moaning, screaming and swearing in Arabic.

Then suddenly, it tore. “AHHHHHHHHHH!” She yelled so loud, I was almost deaf. The tightness loosened just a bit. Her hymen was now gone. I moved my dick, the first dick in this pussy, forward until it was all the way in.

“Congratu-fucking-lations cunt. You are no longer a girl. You are now a woman.” I pulled my cock out until just the head was in. There was a light layer of blood along the top. I took my hands, put them onto her hips and thrust in hard.

“AHHH! STOP! PLEASE!” Instead of stopping, I started to fuck her. Her pussy was incredibly tight, like a warm glove. But it was still very dry. Obviously, she was not liking this very much. But I was.

She was more crying than screaming as I continued the assault on her womanhood. Her young tits were bouncing back and forth with each thrust. While raping this young girl, I ran my hands all over her sweet brown body.

Every thrust was heavenly. There is nothing like fucking young, virgin pussy. She kept looking at me, with this look of pain in her eyes. While I am sure all she saw in return was pure, fucking lust.

“Yeah baby. You’re a pretty good fuck, you know that? Maybe you can sell your cunt on the street. You can be a professional whore.” She obviously understood some of what I was saying as she looked very ashamed.

I ran my hands up her body until I got back to her tits. I twisted her nipples until she screamed.

“You ASSHOLE! You ASSHOLE!” She yelled, screaming at me. She had probably only learned that swear word in English. Then she tried to spit at me, but it barely missed me.

I reached forward, grabbed the top of her head with my hand and yanked he head painfully forward.

“If you EVER try that again, I will stick my dick in your mouth until you DIE!” I started to fuck her dry snatch even harder. “At first, I was going to just pull out and cum on your face. But fuck that now. You are going to be punished. First, I’m going to cum so deep in you, you’ll be lucky if you don’t get pregnant. Then, I’ve got TWO more surprises for you.”

“I…I…I sorry.” She whimpered. The cum was building up in my balls. Normally, I would not have done an Iraqi girl like this without a condom, but the fact she was a virgin lessened my fears. I took a firm hold of her slender hips and kept slamming into her. She was starting to get wetter, but I wasn’t sure if that was her body just reacting or the blood from the hard fucking.

“Oh yeah baby. Here comes my seed you fucking slutty whore!” A few more thrusts and then I shoved it all the way in. “Ahhhh…FUCK!” I dumped what felt like a gallon of semen into the young brown girl. It just kept spurting and spurting into her. I looked down, but she had turned her head to the side in shame. She was obviously trying to hide her face as best as she could.

“Yeah. That was a lot of fun you slut.”

I pulled out my cum and blood soaked dick and wiped it on the inside of her thigh. I walked back around her till I was near her head. Her head was still turned, so I held it steady so it faced the side.

“You see this cock. Well, this cock just took your cherry. I think you should lick it as a thank you.” I pushed my dick towards her lips, but she kept them shut. I swiftly punched her in the stomach. She was now gasping for air.

“I said, lick IT!” I said, holding my fist above her stomach again.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the head clean of cum and her virgin blood. At the same time, I could hear little retching sounds coming out of her.

“Now for part one of your punishment for trying to spit on me.” I walked over, grabbed my pants and put them on. I looked over and she was crying quietly. She was probably quite relieved that it was over. Or so she thought.

I knocked on the heavy metal door. “Hey Saad. I’ve got an offer for you. How about you and two other soldiers fuck this cunt. All I ask is that you leave her chained down. You’ll understand why later.”

Saad looked at me in complete surprise. “Why thank you Mr. Ryker. That is most kind of you. I would like a little…entertainment.”

“Make sure you get the horniest soldiers you have.”

“I know just the men. We have some soldiers who are con***********s and have not seen a girl in months. I know of two who have done very well recently and deserve a reward.”

“Perfect.”

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