Candice sat in the back seat of the car and looked out at the beautiful landscape. The ride up the dusty road over the past hour had been uneventful. Densely forested mountains rose to either side. All of the windows in the dilapidated car were open against the suns brutal heat. For the short drive, the young actress had chosen to wear a sleeveless cotton dress with an orange floral pattern, white cotton panties and bra, white sandals, and a Yankee baseball cap.

Candice was jarred to consciousness as the old blue and white Buick traveled quickly up the poorly maintained road. The seat that she was laying on was dirty and cracked, the foam rubber showing through. The hot wind and bright sunlight coming in through the open windows made her painfully aware that she was naked. Looking down on the car floor, she saw her sundress lying in a bloody wad on the floor. Slowly, she began running her hands over her massively swollen and bruised breasts to assess the damage.

Now standing under the hot sun in only her bra, panties and sandals, Candice made a futile attempt to break away from her attackers. Her long hair was undoing as Lucinda quickly brought her to a painful halt. One of the male Rebels then stepped forward to help with their struggling captive. Reaching forward, he placed his left hand firmly on Candices upper chest for leverage as he grabbed the narrow strap between her breasts and

;Take them out, youre burning me!!!; Candice screamed as the pain continued to mount causing her to jump and pull desperately to free her hands. The soldier seemed to enjoy her dance of pain plunging two of his fingers in and out of her ass. Her sphincter muscle tried to spasm shut but was pried continually open as he worked the fiery lubricant in. ;NO! STOP!; Candice begged. Desperately and futilely, she struggled to hold herself aloft as the two rebels grabbed her legs, lifted her and slowly impaled her ass downward onto the greased wooden cone.

The Rebels then formed a line, their captive hanging from the pole supported in the middle of the squad, and moved into the surrounding forest. The next two hours were a mind-numbing horror for Candice. As the corrosive foam dried, it created a burning itching sensation that was maddening. Her abdomen cramped in waves of sickening pain. Though able to occasionally relieve the pressure of the cord around her wrists by grabbing the pole above her, she soon lost feeling in her hands and feet.

Candice turned her head away as Martha reached between her legs and carefully inserted the nozzle into her injured swollen anus. Enduring the short sharp pain this caused, Candice watched as Martha hung the enema bag onto the I.V. stand and released the clamp. Immediately, a rush of warmth filled her colon accompanied by a sharp burning pain. As she became more and more full, she could feel water trickling down the crease of her buttocks onto the towel.

The huge aircrafts acceleration pressed Candice Whiteford back into the gray imitation leather first-class seat of the Boeing . Looking through the dust-scratched surface of the double Plexiglas window as the Manhattan skyline dropped away, she pulled the blanket up against the dry chill recycled air and reflected on her good fortune. All of her hard work and perseverance had finally paid off. To free her days for auditions, acting classes and a brutal exercise regimen, she had been forced to work nights in the Garment District as an inventory control clerk. God, what an awful job! But, it had been worth it.

The second soldier walked up behind her and rested the belt suggestively over her right shoulder. "Please dont hurt me", she pleaded. "Ill do what you want." With that, Candice reached down, uncovering her breasts, and untied the bow at her waist permitting her sundress to pool at her feet. Unable to control her arousal, she could feel her hot wetness in the crotch of her panties. Her nipples pointed stiffly upwards to either side of the first soldier who was standing in front of her. "Faster!" the soldier in front of her screamed. Without warning, he viciously slapped his right hand into the tender side of the young starlets left breast.

She threw her arms around Manuels neck and gave him a big hug. Candice looked up into his eyes, "Im so glad you pushed me to do this! I almost didnt go." Manuel returned the hug and slowly let his right hand drift down to the rest lightly atop the girls left buttock barely squeezing He watched her eyes for the first hint that she was conscious of his hand and then abruptly broke the embrace and turned away so that she could compose herself. "Candice," he said, "I think were both happy you didnt do that. Changing the subject, I understand that Mr. Hernandez gave you ,. He said that this is above and beyond the contract. Enjoy spending it.

Lifting the girls limp 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