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African Interlude

By Phillip (phillb51 @ Yahoo.com)

Part 2

Baptiste, Samuel and Koffa had taken delivery of two rebels from the State Security HQ who no longer wanted them. The three men, together with an absent Gyude, formed a group that called themselves 'The Brotherhood'. Basically they kidnapped, bought or obtained their victims whom they then tortured and sexually abused until they were dead.

The two rebels, a white Englishman aged eighteen and a half, named Jason and a black Liberian aged just over eighteen named Khaleed, had been strapped down on two separate tables. It was the intention of Baptiste and his brothers to remove all the nails from the rebels toes by stages. In between those stages sexual abuse of their prisoners would take place.

They had agreed, or rather Baptiste had decided, that the order of play would be Baptiste and Koffa remove one big toenail each. Then all played with the rebels for two hours. After that Samuel and Baptiste would remove the next three toenails. Another two hours play. Koffa and Samuel would then remove the next four toenails but making sure not to touch the remaining two big toes. Two more hours of sex play. The remaining four toenails, including the big toe nails, would be removed. Baptiste and his bitch Ghankay would deal with the white rebel, the bitch being allowed to pull the big toenail. Koffa and Samuel would deal with the other rebel and Samuel would have the pleasure of dealing with the big toenail.

Both rebels had heard the discussion, Baptiste made sure of that. They were both trembling on the tables unable to escape because of the straps holding them down.

Ghankay had collected two more crates of beer whilst the brothers had been deciding on the order of play. He had also brought up chairs for the brothers to sit on.

Baptiste and Koffa now approached the tables. Baptiste was taking the white rebel whilst Koffa was dealing with Jules.

"Now you brave white fucking rebel let's hear how loudly you squeal" Baptiste sneered as he picked up the pair of stainless steel pliers.

At the other table Koffa had picked up an identical pair.

Whilst Jason was shaking and blubbering Khaleed was showing that he was made of sterner stuff.

"You'll make me fucking scream you bastard but sooner or later you will be answering for all of this. Then we'll find out just how fucking loud you scream you miserable lump of elephant shit" the black rebel said.

Koffa grinned at him.

"That's the spirit man, I like to see the fuckers on this table trying to be brave."

Both Liberians took the right foot of their victims. Because the way the leg was strapped to the table there was nothing that Jason or Khaleed could do. As Baptiste grabbed hold of Jason's foot the young man shook all over.

"Please Sir, please don't do this, please I'll tell you anything you want to know" he pleaded as he broke into sobs.

Baptiste had taken a firm grip of the foot with one hand and now opened the jaws of the pliers with his other.

"I don't want to know fuck all, I'm not fucking questioning you or any shit like that. You're here to keep me amused until we get tired of you and then we slit you open and feed your guts to the pigs whilst they're still attached to your body" he said in his chill cruel voice.

Then he closed the jaws of the pliers around Jason's large toenail and started to work it backwards and forwards to loosen it. He pulled it up and outwards and twisted it a bit and slowly the nail was pulled from the flesh that was holding it.

Jason wasn't just screaming he was shrieking from the pain. His whole white body was covered in a sheen of sweat. Soon his shrieks of pain was joined by the deeper screams of Khaleed as Koffa went to work on his toe nail.

Samuel was sitting back watching as he swigged a cold beer and Ghankay, equally entranced by watching the torture, was sitting on the floor at his feet.

Baptiste had got three quarters of the toenail free from the toe and was now pulling hard on it as Jason shrieked on a very high girlish note. Koffa was having just as good a success as the toenail he was working on was almost free of the toe and Khaleed was screaming in a deep masculine voice as the pain passed over him a big waves.

"Ghankay get a couple of the soldering irons" Baptiste called out as he pulled, twisted and turned the toenail in the pliers.

Ghankay ran across to one of the cupboards and returned carrying the tools. Both soldering irons were battery operated and Ghankay switched them on.

The toenail that Koffa was working on was now held by a thick thread of torn flesh. As Khaleed screamed and tears flowed from his eyes Koffa ripped the nail away from that last remaining thread of torn flesh. As he did so Baptiste ripped the toe nail clean off Jason's toe. Both rebels had red and white raw flesh where their toenails had been.

"We need to seal these wounds" Baptiste said full of concern for the welfare of his guests.

Ghankay handed each of them a soldering iron, the irons now being white hot.

"Let's do it together on the count of three" Koffa suggested with a big grin on his black face.

"Okay" said Baptiste, "you count."

"One, two, three" said Koffa and as he said three both men pressed the white hot soldering irons into the raw flesh where the toe nails had been.

Blue smoke rose up and the smell of burnt flesh as Jason passed out and Khaleed shrieked from the pain. Baptiste and Koffa held the irons on the flesh for at least ten seconds before removing them. To Khaleed it felt like ten hours whilst Jason had passed out as the pain got too much for him.

"Excellent" Baptiste said as his cock was throbbing with excitement.

All three Africans were now as horny as hell and in bad need of some sexual satisfaction.

"We've two hours to play with these fuckers so let's get them into the hammocks" Baptiste said. "Come on bitch move your fucking lazy hide and give us a hand" he said to Ghankay.

The four men released the two rebels from the straps and told them to get down on the floor. Jason had now recovered consciousness and was crying like a young baby whilst Khaleed was merely groaning from the pain.

"Can I fuck the white bastard Baptiste?" Samuel asked as the two rebels started to crawl across the floor after them as they walked towards the hammocks.

"Sure you can, you want a white fuckers cherry do you?" Baptiste agreed with a laugh.

"I'm not sure that the fucker is a cherry boy brother, I think that he's been bending over for some of his rebel comrades" Samuel replied. "I'll find out before I start fucking the bastard."

Baptiste laughed very cruelly.

"I bet no fucking rebel will have fucked him the way he will be fucked here" he said. "Shit, be interesting if he does turn out to be a white fucking bitch."

They now made the two rebels climb into the hammocks. Although they were called hammocks they were merely strips of canvas about three feet in length and two feet across. Each corner had a wire attached and the other ends of the wires disappeared through holes in the ceiling. Once the rebels were laying on the hammock their buttocks and legs overhung one end whilst their neck upwards overhung the other end. Each wire had a manacle attached to it and the manacles could be moved up or down the wire and, when in the required position, locked into place.

They moved the manacles so that the were able to secure them around the rebels wrists and ankles. Then they moved them up the wire as far as they could, stretching the men's legs and arms, before locking them into place on the wire. The hammocks were then raised until the rebels head and buttocks were at waist level.

"Good" Baptiste said approvingly as he took a jar of lubricant from Ghankay and started to lubricate his throbbing cock.

He did not intend to lubricate Khaleed's virgin shit hole, after all he was not here to make things easy for his victim. Koffa had gone to stand behind Jason's head whilst Samuel had sent Ghankay to bring over one of the soldering irons.

Baptiste and Koffa watched as Samuel took the hot iron from the bitch, Ghankay already having switched it on. The tall muscular African stood behind Jason and reached up with the iron so that the rebel could feel the heat warming the back of his knee joint.

"Are you a virgin or have you already been fucked?" Samuel asked.

Jason could feel the heat from the iron so immediately replied.

"I'm a virgin Sir" he gasped out.

"You'd better be telling the truth cunt because if I start to fuck you and find your hole is loose I'll shove this fucking hot iron up it instead of my cock" Samuel threatened. "Now you're sure you are a virgin?"

Jason was sweating profusely and he was not sure whether or not Samuel would be able to tell when he started to fuck him. He did not dare take the risk because he was certain that the nigger would carry out his threat and shove the white hot soldering iron up his behind.

"I'm not a virgin Sir, I have been fucked before" Jason blurted out.

"You've just saved your cunt from a hot iron" Samuel snorted, "but I don't like fucking liars" he said.

As he said that he pressed the white hot iron against the back of Jason's knee joint. The white rebel shrieked from the pain as his whole body jumped and jerked but the shackles around his wrists and ankles held him in place. As the white rebel calmed down Samuel asked him another question.

"Who's been fucking you and for how long?" he asked.

All of Jason's resistance had gone (that is if he'd ever had any and he's certainly not shown much since being in the hands of the brotherhood) and he answered Samuel's question quite readily.

"I have a boy friend back at base camp and I've been sleeping with him for nine months" he replied.

"Is he a nigger?" Samuel asked.

"Yes Sir he is a black Liberian" Jason answered.

"Any others fuck you?" Samuel enquired.

Jason bit his lips but was in no mood for lying.

"There's no women in some of our camps and I guess I help my comrades out when they need it" Jason replied.

"Sounds like you're a real fucking slut" Samuel commented. "How many, six, twelve, twenty, how many?"

"I don't keep count Sir but I guess maybe more than twenty" the white rebel admitted.

"Is Khaleed one of those you've helped out in his time of need?" Samuel asked.

"No Sir Khaleed is a devout Muslim and does not approve of such activities, he often lectures me about my behaviour" Jason answered.

"Sounds to me as if the only reason you joined the rebels was to have plenty of nigger cock handy you dirty fucking faggot" Samuel sneered.

"No Sir I joined the rebels because I believe in their cause. I didn't know I was gay when I joined them" Jason said angrily.

Samuel had switched off the soldering iron having found out what he wanted.

"Well slut I guess you will experience far more sexual pleasures with us than you ever had with the rebels. You see we are real men, not like those so called comrades of yours. We don't just use our cocks to fuck you but our fists as well" Samuel informed the eighteen year old white rebel.

Baptiste looked over at Samuel.

"Well brother looks as if you were right about that cunt. I wonder how he will cope with a nigger cock either end of him" he said.

In fact Baptiste was well pleased at what Jason had said. Khaleed was going to be fucked now and that was something that the rebel disapproved of.

"We'll see how long that disapproval lasts" Baptiste thought to himself.

Samuel had started to lubricate his cock whilst Koffa rubbed his ten inch long and three inch thick monster across Jason's lips.

"You sucked cock before slut, you suck other rebels cocks for them do you?" he asked.

Jason could feel the big nob leaking precum rubbing against his lips. His own cock started to stiffen because the truth was that he was a slave to black cock. He loved a big nigger cock down his throat or, better still, up his cunt and there was no question about it, Koffa did have a big black cock.

"Yes Sir I sucked my comrades cocks as well as them fucking me" he said as the big nob moved about on his lips as he spoke.

"Open slut and see how much of this you can take" Koffa snarled.

Jason opened his mouth and closed his lips around that thick nigger penis. Koffa started to thrust forward as Jason's head hung down over the end of the hammock. The eighteen year old swallowed and sucked as the thick cock entered his throat. He closed his eyes as he started to move his head backwards and forwards taking all ten inches of cock into his mouth and down his throat.

Then the white slut felt Samuel's cock head pressing against his cunt. He immediately relaxed his arse muscle and felt that thick nigger cock enter his white body. Samuel was thrusting forward with his pelvis and very quickly had all eleven inches of hard black cock inside the white rebel. He looked over at Koffa and then started to match his movements in and out with his brothers. Koffa thrust his cock into Jason's throat and Samuel thrust his all the way up the white whore's cunt then both of them pulled out only to slam back in together.

Jason was sucking as hard as he could whilst he tried to work his buttocks backwards and forwards on the black cock fucking him. His eyes were closed, his body ached and burnt, but Jason was happy servicing those two big thick cocks either end of his body.

Baptiste was also having a good time.

He had pressed his big cock head against Khaleed's closed shit hole. The rebel had started to call curses down on his head. Baptiste had smiled his cruel smile and punched the cursing black rebel in his guts. Khaleed had retched and gasped and jerked about from the hard blow as Baptiste continued to try and force his cock into the closed hole.

Khaleed gritted his teeth and tried to keep his sphincter closed. Baptiste punched him again in the guts.

"Open your fucking hole cunt, get that fucking hole open or I'll use a knife to cut the fucking muscle so it won't ever work again."

Khaleed knew when he was defeated. He was no fool as, even at eighteen, he was a good judge of character. He knew that he was up against a man who would stick at nothing to get what he wanted. Right now that man wanted Khaleed's arse open. The rebel started to strain and the sphincter relaxed and Baptiste's fourteen inch long cock started to enter the African's body. As it did so Khaleed let out an involuntary scream of pain because his ring was now being stretched. Baptiste pushed forward hard with his pelvis and his big cock started to travel up the virgin back passage of the rebel.

"Yeah you were meant to be a black bitch" Baptiste sneered as he fucked deeper into the rebel. "Soon you're be begging for a big cock up your cunt, soon you just won't get enough of it" he said as he forced his cock ever deeper.

He started to fuck in and out of Khaleed's tight hole as the rebel let out screams of pain. Deeper and deeper the brotherhood leader fucked until all fourteen inches of cock was buried up Khaleed's back passage.

He then started to fuck in and out real hard as Khaleed moaned from the pain and degradation. What was happening was against everything that he believed in and he saw paradise disappearing from his grasp for ever.

Jason was also being fucked but he was enjoying every minute. Two big muscular black mean, sweat pouring from the sleek bodies, were fucking the shit out of him from both ends and he was erotically ecstatic over it.

Koffa was grunting and groaning as he felt his balls tighten.

"I'm going to cum Samuel, I'm going to fucking cum, my brother" he panted as he thrust all ten inches of his cock into Jason's mouth and throat.

"I'm cumming too" Samuel replied, "I'm fucking cumming too" he said as he pulled his cock out of Jason's hole and thrust all eleven inches all the way back in again.

As both men thrust back in their cocks started to erupt. Jason was having his mouth and throat filled with nigger cum at the same time as his bowels were being filled. He sucked hard on the cock down his throat. The white slut loved nigger cum and could never get too much of it. He sucked as hard as he could drawing every drop of the cream from Koffa's spurting black cock.

At the other end, Samuel's big balls were filling Jason's bowels with his cum. He was driving in and out shooting more and more of his cum into the white rebel's body.

It was not long before both men had finished fucking Jason. They were a bit pissed off because obviously he'd enjoyed it. Baptiste was still fucking Khaleed and there was twenty minutes to fill before it was time to deal with the rebels toes.

"Shit I need a fucking piss" grunted Samuel who, on finishing fucking Jason had downed a bottle of beer.

An evil grin crossed Koffa's face.

"So do I brother" he said. "Let's fill this cunt's guts with good hot strong piss" he said

"Right on" Samuel said and Koffa sent Ghankay to get a butt plug telling him to make sure it was good and thick.

"This slut's cunt takes a bit of filling" he sneeringly remarked.

Baptiste was fucking away at Khaleed's tight cunt enjoying the grunts and groans of pain from the rebel as fourteen inches of hard thick cock was thrust in and out of his virgin back passage. Baptiste was a real stayer when it came to fucking. He could pace himself to last the full amount of time allotted and that is what he was doing now. He paid no attention to Koffa and Samuel as he fucked away at the black rebel's tight cunt. He was pleased to see that Khaleed's cock had remained soft showing that the rebel was not enjoying the pleasure he was giving to Baptiste.

Koffa had stuck his cock up Jason's cum filled bowels and now started to piss into the teenager's body. Jason, as his bowels filled up, began to groan because the piss was being forced into his belly. Already he was beginning to fill bloated as the hot African piss continued to flow from Koffa's bladder.

"Get ready Samuel, I've almost finished" Koffa said anxious not to waste any of his piss.

Samuel stood by Koffa's side and as soon as his brother had pulled his cock from Jason's cunt he shoved his own up there in it's place. Not a drop of piss was spilt in the change over. Samuel now started to piss and, as he'd swigged yet another beer waiting for Koffa to unload, his bladder was full to bursting point. He now let Jason have the lot.

His hot piss flowed from his cock to mix with Koffa's piss and his own cum. More and more piss was forced into Jason's belly which was now stretched to such an extent that he looked as if he was pregnant. The white slut was groaning from the pain as he felt as if he were going to burst. Samuel's bladder was empty and he told Koffa to get ready with the butt plug.

Samuel had it in his hand, the plug was four inches thick and six inches long. A thick rubber flange around the base would ensure that it was watertight and not easily removed once pushed in. As Samuel pulled his cock from Jason's cunt Koffa thrust the plug in before more than a dribble of piss escaped. Jason screamed as the thick plug, made thicker by the rubber collar, was forced into his cunt. Koffa gave a short tug on the ring pull sticking out from the end of the plug. It settled the flange just nicely so that the only way the butt plug could now be removed was by giving it a considerably hard yank.

Baptiste was now panting as he was thrusting in and out of Khaleed's cunt going at full throttle. Khaleed was moaning and groaning and feeling deeply ashamed as the Liberian fucked the shit out of him.

With a loud grunt Baptiste started to shoot his load. It took several thrust of his big cock before his magnificent balls were empty. Then he pulled out of the rebel and Khaleed's hole remained open as some of Baptiste's cum started to drip out.

The brotherhood leader picked up a bottle of beer and finished it off very quickly. He looked approvingly at what Samuel and Koffa had done to Jason.

"Let the fucker know that he's pregnant, each of you give him six strokes of the cane across his belly and then well start on the nails again" Baptiste said.

Once again Ghankay was sent to collect the canes and he brought them back very quickly. Samuel and Koffa agreed that they would stand either side of the white male whore and strike him alternately with the cane.

Koffa struck the first blow and the cane bit deeply into the bloated belly breaking the skin straight away. Blood started to flow and Jason started to shriek as Samuel struck the next blow. This one also broke Jason's skin as Koffa struck again. The white rebel was howling and shrieking as blow after blow struck his bloated belly. The young white rebel started to think that he was in hell and he certainly was not far out in that assumption. The two Liberian's used all their force as they brought the cane down to bite into the bloody flesh of Jason's belly.

Baptiste watched as he sat on a chair swigging his beer and a cruel little smile played around his mouth. This is what he enjoyed, a victim who could shriek and yell, the smack of the cane biting into a man's flesh as blood spurted and sprayed around. It was what made Baptiste so horny, watching victims suffer the torments of hell.

Ghankay was sitting at his master's feet and his black woolly head was resting against Baptiste's thigh. Ghankay was happy because he knew that his master was getting turned on by the white sluts cruel treatment. This meant that his master would fuck the shit out of him tonight, probably torture him a bit at first as well. Ghankay was almost purring as he thought about that and his nine inch cock was throbbing with excitement.

The twelve strokes of the cane were delivered and it was time to remove more toe nails. Baptiste decided that the rebels could remain in the hammocks whilst this operation was performed. The tables were wheeled over and now, in addition to the pincers, soldering irons were lying on them.

"You can continue to play with Jason if you want and I'll take the black rebel" Baptiste said. "Remember leave his big toe, that will come last."

"Right on brother" Samuel said with a big grin as he went to where Jason's feet were attached to the wires.

Jason was still sobbing from the caning and also from the stomach cramps he was getting. There was nothing he could do to alleviate the pain and now worse was to come.

Samuel chose to operate on Jason's undamaged foot. He unlocked the manacle from the chain and lowered it to a position where he could take hold of Jason's foot with ease and then locked the manacle to the wire again. Baptiste had done the same to Khaleed's foot. Both men now picked up the pincers and each chose a toe. The pincers were closed around the top of the nails. Than Samuel and Baptiste started to twist, pull and jerk on the toenails as Jason and Samuel began to shriek from the pain. These nails seemed to come out easier than the nails on the big toes and soon both rebels had red raw flesh where the toe nail had been.

The two men started work on the next two toes and again they seemed to come out quite easily. They may have been ripped off the toes with little trouble to Baptiste and Samuel, but Jason and Khaleed were in terrible agonies as they shrieked and screamed under the treatment. In addition Jason's belly was hurting real bad now as he tried to toss and turn to get rid of the cripplingly painful cramps.

The third toes were now receiving the same treatment as the first two. Baptiste and Samuel callously ripped the nails out from the screaming men's toes.

Now they both had three more toes without nails and the red flecked white raw flesh seemed to shimmer under the electric light. Baptiste, quite casually, reached for his soldering iron and switched it on. He held it where Khaleed could watch the iron turn orange, then red and finally white. Baptiste was in no hurry as he examined the three toes whilst Khaleed was moaning with pain and fear and sweat was pouring from his body.

Samuel was copying Baptiste in all his movements and Jason was in an even worse state of fear than Khaleed. Instead of just moaning the white man was showing what a fucking little coward he was.

He lay in the hammock watching the soldering iron heat up and kept up a monotonous chorus of NO, NO, NO, OH FUCKING HELL NO. NO, NO, NO, OH FUCKING HELL NO."

Then Baptiste pressed the white hot iron onto the first of the toes he'd left with no nail. Khaleed shrieked from the burning pain and his cries of distress were quickly joined by the shrill shrieking of the white rebel as Samuel gave his toe the same treatment. As the two men touched the white hot irons to the second nailess toes the rebels cries seemed to reverberate around the room and all three brothers plus Baptiste's bitch had their cocks throbbing with excitement. Touching the third toes with the hot iron produced just the same reaction. This time, however, Jason did not pass out, he lay shrieking and screaming whilst his bloody bloated belly quivered.

Baptiste now called for a short rest and the three brothers sat around swigging beer.

"I don't fancy fucking the white slut" Baptiste remarked, "why the hell should we make him happy?"

"From the size of his cunt I doubt he's ever been fisted or double fucked" Samuel observed and Koffa agreed with him.

"Khaleed hates being fucked, he did not get hard the whole time I was porking him" Baptiste said.

He thought for a moment.

"We've got two hours to play with these two bastards. How about this. All off duty guards can come and fuck the shit out of the white slut but first he empties his bowels into a jug and then we feed it back to him. Ghankay can fuck Khaleed, my bitch rarely gets the chance use his fuck stick these days. When he's finished with the bastard the guards can have a go at that rebel too if there's time."

"Shit Baptiste" Koffa grumbled, "I'd have liked to have fucked Khaleed."

"So would I" Samuel said.

"That's fine brothers, you two have the cunt first and then Ghankay can have him. I doubt that there will be time for the guards after that" Baptiste replied always pleased to settle these matters amicably.

Baptiste finished his beer and stood up.

"I've got to go and try and find out exactly what that cunt Gyude is up to. He should have been here hours ago and I just have an uneasy feeling about that cunt" Baptiste said and then he left the room.

Ghankay had got a large jug and also a plastic funnel.

"Right bitch pull that plug on the white slut and make sure all the piss goes into the jug" Koffa, now the senior member of the brotherhood present, ordered.

Holding the jug ready with one hand, Ghankay grasped the large ring at the base of the butt plug with his other hand. He started to pull on it really hard. It took some effort on his part and some screaming on Jason's part, but he managed to pull the plug out. It was like pulling a cork from a wine bottle and came out with a loud 'PLONK'. As it came out Ghankay held the jug at Jason's cunt and caught all the piss and shit that shot out of his hole. It almost filled the large jug and, when the flow had ceased, the jug was full of dark orange piss in which large turds were floating.

"Break that shit up or it will never pass through the funnel" Koffa ordered Ghankay.

The bitch knew his place and did not hesitate to carry out the order. He mashed the shit between his fingers until it was no longer solid lumps but just crumbs floating about in the piss.

"Master may I get the slut to lick my fingers clean?" Ghankay asked Koffa.

"Not the white slut, get that fucking black rebel to do that. Samuel and me are going to feed the white coward now" Koffa replied. "If Khaleed is reluctant to clean your fingers, well do what you must to make him obey."

Ghankay smiled broadly as he walked across to Khaleed. The rebel watched him approaching his hammock with hate filled eyes.

"My fingers seem to have got a little dirty, they've got your lover's shit on them so I want you to suck them clean" Ghankay said with a giggle.

"Put those fingers in my mouth and I'll bite the fuckers off" groaned Khaleed as his body was racked with pain.

"Naughty, naughty, naughty" said Ghankay who was a past master at torturing helpless victims.

He reached out and grabbed hold of Khaleed's big balls and started to squeeze them hard. Khaleed started to scream and as Ghankay's grip tightened, he started to shriek.

"Nod your head when you're ready to suck my fingers, let's hope you decide to do it before your nuts are completely crushed" Ghankay said to the shrieking rebel as he tightened his grip even more.

Khaleed's head started to nod violently backwards and forwards as the pain became unbearable.

"You will suck the white whore's shit off my fingers will you?" Ghankay asked keeping a firm grip of Khaleed's balls.

Khaleed was shrieking from the terrible pain and tears were running from his eyes. He again nodded his head violently to show that he had agreed.

"Good boy" Ghankay said as he released his grip of the big black balls. "Now open your mouth and start sucking" he ordered as he held his stinking fingers close to Khaleed's nostrils.

With tears in his eyes, sweating profusely from the pain, Khaleed opened his mouth and Ghankay stuck three of his shit covered fingers into the rebel's mouth. Then Khaleed began to suck on them trying hard not to vomit as he got the full taste of the shit.

Whilst all this had been happening Koffa and Samuel had not been idle. They had stuck the plastic funnel into Jason's mouth and Samuel held it in position.

"Keep your lips closed tightly around the funnel" Koffa ordered Jason, "if you don't Samuel and myself will shove the hot irons up your fucking nostrils."

Jason was already shaking and trembling and he almost passed out when he heard that threat. The white rebel faggot had no doubt at all that the threat would be carried out if he did not obey. So as the funnel was shoved into his mouth he closed his lips tightly around it. Samuel still held onto it in order to keep it steady.

"Feeding time Jason, hope you enjoy this" Koffa said as he started to pour the contents of the jug into the funnel.

The piss and shit ran down the funnel and into poor Jason's mouth and then onwards down his throat. Jason had to keep swallowing in order to get rid of the never ending flow of the odious mixture. How he did not vomit Jason just did not know, the taste of the piss and shit was terrible. Slowly but surely Koffa emptied the contents of the large jug down Jason's throat. When the jug was empty Koffa handed it to Ghankay who had joined them as Khaleed had sucked all the shit off his fingers. Samuel passed the funnel to the bitch and Ghankay took them out of the way.

Jason was laying in the hammock with his head hanging backwards over the end. His face looked green and he was sobbing bitterly. Never in the very worst of his nightmares had anything like this happened to him. He had joined the Liberian rebel cause as a starry eyed idealist. He had quickly discovered that, although an idealist, he was also a faggot that loved nigger cock. Now his sins were coming home to roost as he found himself in the hands of the most cruel savages that could possibly exist on this planet. The worst part for Jason was the knowledge that his torment had only just started. He doubted very much that he would walk out of this hell alive.

"Shit man I'm ready for fucking action now, I'm as horny as hell. Let's start fucking that black fucking heathen and leave the white whore to the off duty guards" Koffa said.

"I'm certainly ready" Samuel agreed and his throbbing cock was living proof that he was telling the truth.

Koffa told Ghankay that he could either fuck the white slut and then let the guards get at him or wait until they'd finished fucking Khaleed and then he could take over.

Ghankay had missed white cunt since the demise of Damon and so he opted to fuck Jason. He warned Koffa that by the time he'd finished fucking the white slut there probably wouldn't be time for the guards to get at him.

"No sweat bitch" Koffa said with a grin, "you enjoy yourself with the white faggot for as long as you like."

Ghankay was not bothered that Jason would enjoy having his nine inch black cock up his white cunt. He just loved fucking for fucking sake provided what he was fucking was male. Since fucking Damon whom he almost ran off with, he found that fucking white male cunts was very satisfying.

Jason, still trying to recover from the foul taste in his mouth and his throat and with his whole body burning painfully, watched the approach of the black man to stand at his rear with a certain amount of trepidation. That did not last long. Ghankay pressed his cock head against the white faggot's cunt and Jason relaxed his muscle. The big nigger cock entered his body as Jason let out a long sigh of utter pleasure. Then he relaxed into a world of his own, one with constant pain in the background but the wonderful enjoyment of a big nigger cock fucking him as hard as it could.

At the other hammock Khaleed was not so happy. Koffa and Samuel had decided that they would take turns at fucking him from both ends, changing over every five minutes.

Koffa was going to have first go at his throat whilst Samuel would take his cunt.

"Open your mouth bitch and start sucking my cock" Koffa ordered the black rebel. "Use your teeth on my cock, so much as scratch it with them, and Samuel and me will rip every tooth out of your head before you finish sucking both our cocks" he warned.

That threat was enough for Khaleed. His nuts were still aching painfully where Ghankay had almost crushed them with his hand. He opened his mouth and, for the first time in his life, Khaleed had a cock stuck into it.

"Start sucking bitch and make it real good" Koffa grunted as Samuel thrust his own cock straight up Khaleed's tight cunt.

The sudden attack from the rear caused Khaleed to try to scream from the pain but all he managed to do was to swallow Koffa's cock into his throat. Now he was trying to cough it out as Koffa forced more of his three inch thick cock down the black rebel's throat.

"Suck you bastard, fucking suck" Koffa demanded trying to stuff even more of his cock into the rebel's mouth.

Samuel was enjoying himself as he felt the heat from Khaleed's bowels and the tightness of the rebel's ring around his plunging cock. He had already buried all eleven inches in Khaleed's body and was fucking in and out as hard as he could. Then the five minutes were up and the two horny men changed ends.

They thrust their cocks into Khaleed's mouth and cunt respectively without wasting time on chat. They were quickly back into their stride with ten inches of Koffa's cock thrusting in and out of Khaleed's cunt and Samuel forcing eleven inches of his hard rod all the way down the rebel's throat as Khaleed choked over it.

>From the other hammock was coming loud groans of

pleasure from Jason and grunts and panting from Ghankay. The black bitch was fucking his white sister's cunt as hard as he could and Jason was enjoying every last inch of the nigger cock fucking in and out of his body.

"Oooh fuck me man, oooh god fuck me real hard" Jason was groaning, "give me every last inch of your big nigger cock" he was saying as Ghankay fucked as hard as he could and sweat poured of his body from the strength of his efforts.

Khaleed, busy sucking nigger cock one end and being fucked by another one at the other end, listened to Jason's ranting with disgust. He felt truly ashamed of his white rebel comrade as he heard him begging Ghankay to fuck him.

Koffa and Samuel had changed over yet again both were nearing their climax. That was a good thing as the time for more toe nails to be removed was drawing near. The two had no trouble now in using the full lengths of their cocks to fuck Khaleed's mouth and his cunt. Five minutes passed and again they switched over and both men were sweating like pigs.

Samuel was the first to climax. With his cock buried to the hilt in Khaleed's cunt he started to shoot his load. As he was erupting at one end, Koffa began to unload at the other. Koffa had withdrawn his cock so that it was resting on Khaleed's tongue as he started to shoot his load. With his cock still spurting and Khaleed's mouth full of cum, Koffa drove it all the way down the rebel's gullet. The whole length that it travelled was accompanied by a constant eruption of sperm as Koffa's balls emptied themselves.

All Khaleed could do was swallow Koffa's cum. He hated the taste; he hated everything that was being done to him. It went against everything that he believed in.

As Koffa and Samuel withdrew from Khaleed's body, Ghankay started to shoot his load into the white faggot's bowels. He filled Jason full of his thick creamy cum, withdrew his cock and moved around to Jason's head and dangled the cum covered nob over the white slut's mouth. Jason opened wide and Ghankay stuck his cock in as the whore closed his red lips tightly around the cum covered shaft. Then he started to suck Ghankay's cock clean as Baptiste came striding back into the room.

Baptiste looked very angry.

"Come on stop fucking these two shits. Let's remove the rest of their toe nails right now" he snapped.

Ghankay quickly melted into the background as he saw his master was in a rage. Koffa and Samuel looked at Baptiste and waited for further instructions.

"Let's not waste anymore time on their fucking toes. We'll take all the remaining nails out now" Baptiste said. "I'll attend to the white slut's feet, I need to have the cunt shrieking and screaming."

They quickly got down to work and started to rip the rest of the toenails from off their victims feet. Whilst they were doing it Baptiste informed his brothers of the reason for his anger.

"That bastard Gyude has deserted" he snapped angrily ripping a toenail off Jason's foot as the white rebel shrieked from the pain.

"The cunt has walked out on us" Baptiste snarled as he tore a second nail out of the screaming white slut's foot.

"Apparently he was last seen in the company of two fucking white men" Baptiste spat out as yet a third nail was torn from the unfortunate white rebel's foot.

"I've had the cunt's assets all frozen but, according to his bank manager, his accounts not been touched for the past four days" Baptiste said ripping the fourth nail from the shrieking Englishman's toe.

"I've a gut feeling that the cunt's desertion may be spelling trouble for us" Baptiste said as he worked hard to tear the remaining nail from Jason's foot.

It was the big nail and Jason was screaming and shrieking as it was removed. Baptiste stood up.

"Right bitch use the soldering iron on the cunt's toes now he said."

As Ghankay happily obeyed, Samuel and Koffa were already sealing Khaleed's toes with the hot iron. Shrieks and screams abounded as the room filled with blue smoke and the stench of burnt flesh,

"I've sent out a general alert that Gyude's to be brought back to us dead or alive. For his sake it had better be fucking dead" Baptiste said as he flopped down in another chair and swigged on more beer.

As the two rebels shrieked and screamed from the pain they were in Samuel and Koffa left them and silently joined Baptiste and started to swig down beer. Ghankay, just as silently, started to clear the place up.

Then Baptiste seemed to perk up.

"Let's forget Gyude, there's plenty of fun still to be had here" he said.

To be continued.