Lifting the girl’s limp 120 pound form easily, both soldiers worked together to place her, back down, onto the cold hard metal table with her head to the left and her buttocks and legs dangling over the right edge. While the first soldier held her arms over her head, the second worked quickly to buckle the table belt tightly across the narrowest part of her waist. Next, he held her arms extended as the first soldier placed handcuffs onto her wrists. Reaching down onto the floor, he then grabbed the clip on the end of the rope to his left and attached it with a snick to her handcuff chain. Bending over, he grasped the other end of the rope and pulled it taught through the pulley so that her arms were fully extended over her head. Finally, he tied the end of the rope securely around the leg of the metal table.

Gasping, Candice started to consciousness as cold water pelted her body. To her right, she could see the soldier who had fisted her ass stripping off his soiled clothing. She grunted in pain as the other soldier spread her legs and douched her quickly with the high-pressure hose. Next, he pulled her buttocks apart and sprayed water up her ass. Incapable of resisting, she despaired as she suffered this new abuse. Now, she was certain that they were going to rape and kill her.

Naked, the second solder stood next to her as the other sprayed his body clean. He became erect as he looked at the water glistening on the girl’s beautiful prostrate body before him. Reaching forward, he caressed her face and breasts and let his hands travel down the contours of her wet body to the slit between her legs. Spreading those lips, he plunged four of his fingers deeply inside her vagina with an audible squishing sound. To cause her as much pain as possible, he dug his thumbnail brutally into her clitoris, grabbed her crotch as hard as he could and lifted.

�Aieeeeeee!� The pain from her pussy was so intense that she could only make a strangled squeak.

Having turned off the hose, the first soldier grabbed both of her ankles. At the same time, the other soldier pulled his hand from between her legs with a loud sucking sound and walked to the right side of the room where he grabbed the two cuffs hanging from the ropes dangling from the ceiling. Carrying them over, he buckled them securely to her ankles. He then retrieved the other end of each rope and pulled down taking up the slack. Releasing her ankles, the first soldier grabbed an offered rope and together, the two pulled the young starlet's legs up and apart until she was fully extended with her feet pointing upwards at each ceiling pulley. Her buttocks and loins now hung suspended in midair. The two soldiers kneeled down and tied the ends of these two ropes to the table legs beneath her.

Helplessly, too exhausted and in pain from her fisting to do more than lift her head, she watched as the naked soldier moved between her spread legs. She could feel water and blood dripping from her buttocks. Pressing her inner thighs just above both of her knees with both of his hands, he let them travel upward towards her abused slit.

�IEEE�, she gasped hoarsely as the man’s right hand grasped her labia and surrounding hair in a crushing grip. Smiling at her obvious pain, he pulled and twisted the tender folds of skin until she thought they would rip.

Grabbing her breasts for leverage, the first soldier now shoved his erect member into the girls abused pussy in one violent trust that slammed into her cervix. With only water and her own blood as a lubricant, it felt like the man’s dick was tearing her pussy apart.

Sobs shook her body as tears rolled from her eyes while the soldier sawed into the rim of her pussy while pounded into her aching cervix. As he came, he grabbed her nipples and yanked them as hard as he could, twisting and rolling them.

�AEIEEEEE!� she screamed and cried, unable to move. Inside her pussy, she could feel the man’s warm sticky cum. It sickened her, but she was helpless to do anything about it. Her focus was on survival.

After douching her again with the high-pressure hose, one of the soldiers again grabbed her pussy with all his strength. As his victim screamed and sobbed anew, he turned his head to address the other soldier and ordered, "Go get the Captain. He'll enjoy this!"

Candice writhed in pain as her labia were tortured and watched helplessly as the soldier opened the door. Leaving it ajar, she listened, as his rapid footfalls became gradually dim. Seeing the open door, she took the opportunity to scream for help.

Releasing his grip, the soldier moved from between her legs over to the door and pulled it shut. Turning towards her, he rested his hands on his hips and looked at the beautiful body before him.

"Tsch tsch tsch. So much noise from a movie star. Resist por favor. We will only enjoy this more."

In response, she looked up at the dangling ceiling lights and quietly sobbed.

In a few minutes, the door creaked open and the Captain came in followed by the other soldier. In his right hand, the Captain playfully held a closed straight razor, which he slapped lightly into his left hand. With a thud, the soldier closed the door and moved under her extended legs to the other side of the table.

"Please," Candice begged the Captain in a hoarse whisper, "let me go. I didn't do anything."

In response, he smiled down at her and laughed quietly. �Muy linda!� he said, as he came forward to clap the naked soldier on the back.

Moving the razor to his left hand, the Captain reached forward to rest his right hand lightly on the girls quivering stomach. With a light tickling motion, he then ran his fingertips up to the girl's right breast. Candice watched in horror as the man gripped her right nipple in a crushing grip and stretched it upward away from her body with an excruciating twisting motion. The man seemed to take great pleasure in the girl's plaintive screams to stop.

�Oh God,� she begged, �You’re going to rip it off. STOP! Please stop.� Never had she imagined that a human could desire to cause another such horrible pain.

Just before the skin tore, he opened his hand letting her breast snap downward back into shape. With sadistic glee, he repeated his actions again and again. His efforts were having their desired effect. Her right breast now looked swollen and red and her nipple was an inch long. With almost orgasmic pleasure, she laid back panting when the man finally stopped.

However, her relief from the absence of pain was only momentary, as she watched the belt being passed above her from the dressed soldier to the Captain's beckoning hand. With a horrible smack, he whipped the belt onto her now distended right nipple.

�AYEeeeee,� Candice let out a piercing scream and arched her shoulders futilely in an effort to escape the horrible burning pain. Her already abused breast continued to swell as it was covered from tip to base in stark red welts. After five minutes of this stinging abuse, her nipple looked three times its normal size and length.

�YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE�, she screamed in a high pitch as the Captain began swinging the belt brutally between to her spread legs. Her mound quickly swelled to the appearance of a furry ripe tomato. Vaginal secretions as well as blood flowing from her torn anus soon covered the end of the belt causing it to make a wet slapping sound whenever it struck. Sweat covered her quivering body.

Just before she lost consciousness, the beating stopped. The Captain's shirt was now stained with her sweat and blood. Breathing heavily, he backed away from the table and let the belt drop to the floor. Ducking under her extended right thigh, the Captain next moved between her splayed legs to examine the effects of his whipping.

Raising her exhausted head to look fearfully down, she watched him gently run his hands up each of her thigh toward her bruised swollen labia. All she could do was whimper as he opened the straight razor in his left hand and carefully placed its cold hard form onto her stomach.

Intent on the beautiful swollen crotch before him, he next playfully tousled the girl's blond curls. Reaching down with his thumbs, he inserted them inside vagina opening and pried her open until she hoarsely screamed. Warm air rushed inside her gaping hole as he leaned over to look within.

Speaking for the first time while holding her open, the Captain looked down the table into her pleading eyes, "I'm sorry senorita, but you have too much hair to search you well."

Screaming and crying �No� repeatedly, Candice could do nothing as she watched the Captain pull his fingers from her swollen cleft, back away and carefully remove his shirt and wristwatch. He handed these to the dressed soldier who placed them in the chair by the door.

Reaching down into the bucket on the floor, the Captain next dipped his cupped left hand in, stood, and began to slowly smear the cool viscous fluid over the tuft of hair between the her legs and between her ass cheeks.

Candice gasped and groaned as the Captain's left thumb was inserted into her swollen torn anus with a twisting motion.

The Captain smiled at this reaction and looked at the naked soldier standing to her left and ordered, "Move forward and satisfy yourselves that her other breast is not fake. She could be trying to smuggle drugs into our fair country."

Only too happy to comply, the soldier reached forward and began to squeeze, knead, and twist her left breast, especially her already swollen nipple.

�Ayeeii � Nooo . Yeee!� All Candice could do was scream and scream in pain. Sweat covered her entire body as she strained uselessly against the ropes to escape the torture.

At the same time as her breast was tortured, the Captain shaved all of the hair from her crotch. Looking with satisfaction at her shaved swollen mound, he ordered the soldier to stop and tell him what he had found.

The second soldier formally snapped to attention and reported, "Captain, her other breast appears to be real." All three men laughed.

"Now senorita, we're almost done. The only task left is to search you", the Captain said ominously.

Quietly sobbing, Candice watched as the Captain again reached into the bucket on the floor and began to cover both of his hands and forearms with oil. Watching the look of anguish appear on her face, the Captain reached forward with his right index finger and thumb from above to pry open the swollen lips between her legs. Slowly, fingers together, the Captain smoothly inserted his entire left hand up to his wrist into her tortured slit.

The restrained grunt that rewarded his efforts inspired the Captain to further excesses. He withdrew his hand, closed it into a fist, and rammed it repeatedly home. The resulting screams from his victim were as music to his ears, bringing a smile to his sweatcovered face.

As painful as it was to be fist-fucked, Candice knew that worse was coming when she felt the Captain’s right hand reach beneath her and insert finger after finger into her swollen torn asshole. When the second digit went in, she forgot all about the fist plunging in and out of her vagina. The pain shooting up her spine captured her entire being, as her anus was ripped further open. She could feel blood and oil running from between her violated ass and up her spine to pool between her shoulder blades.

Removing his right hand briefly to relubricate it in the bucket of oil, the Captain closed his right hand into a fist, reached below her, and slowly, so as to cause her the most pain, corkscrewed his fist into her rectum while at the same time punching his other fist forward into her cervix.

Unable to endure this abuse any longer, the last conscious sound she heard was the Captain's laughter and an indistinct inner tearing sound. Death was welcome �

In a dim crowded room behind one of the two-way mirrors, the Director smiled in satisfaction and made a cutting motion with his hand to the cameraman.