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Here's an excerpt, it's strong stuff:

"Yes." The General clapped as she performed the lewd act for him. "Turn around and let me see that nice ass."

At least her back was to him as she let her ass sway back and forth sensuously, teasing him with her skirt, letting it slide up over her naked cheeks then back down again. She finally let it slide up to her waist, her naked ass pushed out towards him as she wagged her ass as if she was a trained dog.

"Bend over Angela and spread your legs. Let your skirt stay up high. I want to see that tiny little asshole." He waited, slapping the riding crop on the edge of the chair, the resounding ring in the room making Angela jump, bending over quickly, getting into the provocative he required of her. "Ass up in the air and spread your legs wider."

The sound of the whip scared her. She jumped, quickly getting into the position he wanted her in, knowing how obscenely it must look from behind, her ass thrust up, the spread of her legs allowing her cheeks to relax, sure her anus was completely exposed. She was afraid of what he might do tonight, hearing them talk of her asshole, of sodomizing her, fearful of the pain as something as large as his cock would be if shoved into her tiny anus. She arched up higher, exposing herself more to him, her legs widely spaced, the cool air of the room on her exposed sex. She looked back between her legs, seeing him on the chair, his eyes glued to her sex, his hand stroking his already hardening cock. No, she thought of him fucking her again.

The General stood up, his cock jutting out in front of him, the sight of her tiny asshole making him instantly hard. "Take off your skirt and then on the bed Angela. It's time to fuck." He watched as she let the skirt fall to the floor, stepping out of it, naked for his pleasure. She was so beautiful, her naked breasts standing out so firm, her nipples still hard. Her hips nestled the sweetest pussy he had ever seen, a touch of a bush highlighting it. He picked up a rope, moving towards the bed. "I'm going to tie your wrists to make sure you are in my bed all night.

I often wake up with a hard-on that your lovely body will satisfy. On your back, hands over your head." He watched as she stretched out her naked body on the bed, fighting the urge to jump between her legs and shaft her with his hard cock.

She shivered in fear as she pulled her arms over her head, holding her wrists together as he moved towards her with the cruel rope in his hand. His cock was almost in her face again as he bent over her, tying the rough rope around her wrists three times before pulling the end of the rope through the headboard, pulling it tight until her wrists were drawn tightly back. She yanked on them, no play at all in the rope; her arms were bound tightly, unable to escape.

She feared him now, completely defenseless, knowing that he would soon be driving his hard cock into her young body again and she was powerless to stop him.

The General let his hands run down her body, over her heaving breasts, forcing her to spread her legs so he could draw two fingers up and down her slit, making her wet. "Get your pussy wet for me Angela or it's going to hurt when I fuck you." He plunged two fingers into her vagina, her ass rising up from the bed in pain, her legs spreading wide, hoping to relieve some of the pain of the brutal finger fucking. "Make your pussy crème for me Angela."

She just couldn't get wet, no matter how much he fingered her. She shook her head back and forth as he continued to plunge in and out of her dry vagina.

"If you wouldn't get wet, at least make my cock hard. Raise up your ass from the bed and keep your legs spread." His voice was demanding, his hands helping her get into the position he required.

Angela didn't know what he was going to do, letting him move her body any way he wanted, afraid of him, bound and helpless. He spread her legs wider, making her lower body rise up from the bed,her sex now grossly exposed and the highest point of her body. She knew her pussy was exposed, afraid of what he would do to it.

He lightly tapped her inner thighs, slapping at the tender skin, seeing it turn red instantly. Each time he slapped, she was forced to spread her legs wider and wider. Finally he had her where he wanted her. He let his hand raise back and then swing forward, a loud resounding slapping of flesh ringing out in the room as his powerful palm of his hand slapped harshly against her spread pussy.

"GGGGOOODD, EEEEHH," she screamed in pain, the sudden rush of shooting pain hitting her brain as she suddenly realized what he had done. He had spanked her pussy, his hand slapping so hard she thought she was being pushed out of the bed.

She saw him swing his hand back again. She shouted, "No! No! Not again, not there!" The sharp pain returned again, her delicate inner pussy lips receiving the brunt of the slap. She was afraid of him, keeping her body in the spread position, her pussy defenseless against his spanking.

The General slapped her three more times before stopping, her sex now red, his cock now jutting out, rock hard, ready for another fuck. "On your hands and knees Angela. My cock wants your sweet pussy wrapped around it."

Angela turned over onto her hands and knees, ashamed at how exposed she was, humiliated at being placed in the doggy position. His hands moved her body around, positioning it for her debasement.

The General let his hands slid between her thighs, pushing out on the tender flesh, shuffling her knees to spread out farther and farther until he was pleased with the way her sex and asshole began to spread open. "Good girl, I like your legs wide open like that, ready for a good fuck." He placed his hands under her abdomen, drawing her body up into the air, arching her butt for his pleasure. "Get your ass into the air," he ordered her. He pushed her hips side to side. "Wag your little tail doggy," laughing as he teased her, seeing her face turn red in shame. "That's good, that's the way little girls should be. On their hands and knees, their plump little ass up in the air, their legs spread wide, ready for a good fucking..."

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This is the synopsis:

Three college girls are each caught in the small Southern town for a minor traffic infraction, unaware of their dire circumstances until they are brought to the County Jail. The Sheriff, Judge, even the distinguished citizens all conspire to sexually enslave the girls, taking their young bodies in the most perverted manner. Each girl, different in their own way, tries to cope with the circumstances of their capture and enslavement. Heather, the college cheerleader refuses the advances of the men. The men inflict their perversions on her body by force, enjoying her cries and torment as they brutally rape, and subject her body to the most horrendous pain, enjoying their lust on her pain-racked body. Jessica surrenders to the men, in hopes that cooperation would temper their lust. Instead, the men are driven to push her limits, submitting her young body to greater perversions. Each time Jessica hoped it would be the last. She is surprised each time and appalled at the lengths and depths of the men's depravity. And Emily, the shy, honor student. The beautiful sweet girl, that blushes at a dirty joke. The men enjoy each time humiliating her, forcing her to perform for them, her shame having no bounds. She is forced to commit the most perverse acts on the men, their laughing and taunting degrading her as she resigns reluctantly to their sexual perversions. Read how their young bodies are speared by thick cocks. How they are forced to suck cocks, many forced brutally down their throats, their pussies fucked repeatedly as they are tossed about on the bed in lust, none of their orifices spared as they endure the ultimate perversion, sodomized by the men. See how they cope as they are driven deeper and deeper into the depths of Hell in a place called the County Jail.

Here's an excerpt:

The girls looked up when the outer cell door opened. Heather more than the others, fearing another rape by the Deputy. This time it was the Sheriff who entered, his pot belly hung over his gun belt, his slightly receding hairline reflected his fifty years of bodily neglect. He walked over to Emily's cell, the key clanged in the lock before the door creaked open ominously.

Emily was afraid, she had seen what the Deputy had done to Heather, and feared the Sheriff would submit her to the same. He had already taken such liberties with her body, much more than any male had ever done before. She hung her head down, in hopes that if she couldn't see him he would go away.

"Stand up," the Sheriff's voice booming in the cramped cell. The girl on the cot was small, not more than five feet, two inches, small breasts hidden by the baggy sweater she was wearing, with mousey brown hair that hung down to her shoulders. She stood up, the Sheriff able to check her out better. She refused to look at him, as she stared at her feet. He moved closer, his hand hooked under her chin to raise her face up. Her eyes stared back at him finally. She was prettier than he thought, though the lack of make up failed to enhance the beauty she had. He twisted her around, checking out her ass again. "You gonna be a good girl?" He grabbed her arm, his fingers dug into her flesh, seeing her cringe in pain.

"Yes Sir," she shot back in quickly, her voice so meek. "Please, you're hurting me," she begged.

"You do what you're told and you wouldn't get hurt. You disobey and you'll regret it. Now move." He shoved her out the cell.

She was led out of the block of cells, the door closed behind her as she walked down a hall. The Sheriff opened up the door to a room and she heard voices inside. She peered in, four faces looked at her, the Sheriff suddenly pushed her inside. They were all older men, two of them dressed in suits and ties, the other two in jeans.

"This is Emily. She is one of lawbreakers that thought she could flounce our laws. And to make it worse, she doesn't have the means to pay her bail. I thought she might be able to persuade our local townsfolk to forgive some of her bail." He smiled at her slyly. "Emily, this is our Bank President, our General Store owner, and two of our prominent local farmers." All the men looked at the girl trembling before them, all had a hard on that she would have to take care of before she was allowed to go back to her cell.

Emily was afraid of what the men were going to do to her. The five men looked at her as a pack of lions about to devour his prey. . Would they rape her like the Deputy did to Heather? She had never seen a penis before she saw the Deputy's. She was unable to take her eyes off of him as he shoved it in and out of Heather, ashamed at herself for being such a voyeur. She wasn't a virgin, but not because she was with a boy. She had accidentally busted her hymen with a large cucumber while masturbating. It was one of the advantages of growing up on a farm; there was a wide selection of fake dildo's growing on the vines outside. When the Deputy started raping Heather, she was amazed by his penis, watching it grow as he stroked it and then brutally shoved it inside Heather. Emily was enthralled by her screams as he fucked her and finally came inside her, his seed running down her thighs when he got off of her.

The Sheriff pushed Emily to the center of the room, the men got up and gathered around her. The Sheriff let his hand slide down to the front of his pants. Emily's eyes followed as he casually stroked his cock, and it bulged out his pants, eager to get out. "Kneel down," the Sheriff commanded as he pushed down on her shoulders. He didn't give her time to respond, his strength overpowered her slight frame.

They started to press close to Emily, five grown men, all with lust in their eyes. What were they going to do to her? The Sheriff openly stroked his penis through his pants. Emily was ashamed that she was still watching him. What was wrong with her? She heard his order, his hands pushed hard on her shoulders until she almost collapsed onto the floor onto her knees. She could feel the men push in closer until she felt the unmistakable presence of hard penis's rubbing against her. She was trapped on all sides by the men with hard organs. No, they couldn't expect her to do such a thing. Maybe they would just make her stroke their penis. She could never take one of their filthy organs in her mouth. It was unthinkable. Their hips became more urgent, as they rubbed their organs against her face. Emily was thankful that they were dressed, even though the material of the pants was rough on the sensitive skin of her face.

The men began to undress as they let their pants slip down their legs, their cocks strained their shorts. They pushed in closer to the young girl that trembled on the floor between them, each pushed their way to get closer to her face. They began to hump her face, rub up and down with their cocks, as their cocks jerked in pleasure.

They took off their pants in front of her. Emily hung her head in shame, closed her eyes and refused to accept the situation until she felt them. Five, hard penis's slid along her face. It was only their thin shorts that protected her from touching their naked flesh. Each pushed to get closer to her, Emily moving her head to escape one, but into the clutches of another as they pinned her between them. The smell was terrible, five filthy organs rubbed her face, their hips drove it up and down her skin, the organs jerked in pleasure beneath their shorts.

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Here's an excerpt from the book:

Michael waited patiently, Erin’s body wracked with pain, but she kept his cock from her asshole, the thick head just barely nudging the tight, little, knotted muscle.  He was patient.

"AAAAHHH," the belt moving lower again, this time Max slicing it along the tender skin of her inner thigh, the thick thud landing so close to the vee of her legs, so close to her pussy that she could feel the air rushing by from the belt.  It felt as if she was hit with a bolt of lightning, shooting pain in the spot that it struck, the skin heated from the lash.  She couldn’t stop her body from moving back, her tight anal ring refusing to expand, shoved painfully inside her by the thickness of his cock.  She pulled away, but the belt swung again, this time catching the opposite inner thigh with its painful lash, Erin’s body wracked by the intense pain.  She couldn’t stop the contractions of her buttocks; her hips shoved back, her sphincter slowly forced open by the greased cockhead.  It pulled out, the pressure relaxing for a second, Erin pushing out as if she were having a bowel movement, feeling the rubbery head stretching her anal ring.  The belt lashed her again, this time hitting the tender skin where her legs met her torso, lashing so close to her pussy.  She shoved back, trying to relax her sphincter, feeling like he was trying to shove a baseball bat up her backside.

The contractions of her asshole were so enjoyable, her buttocks crushing the head of his cock, the gentle contractions feeling like hundreds of fingers caressing his cock.  She was shoving back now, feeling her asshole straining to open, Michael waiting patiently for her to accommodate his cock.

She felt the head of his cock begin to slip into her asshole, her anal ring slowly stretching wider.  She moved her hips, actually trying to help him stick his cock up her ass.  "AAAGGHH," Max whipping her up high again, across her mound to attack the top of her bush.  Erin felt the gradual insertion of his cock reaching deeper, her sphincter forced aside by the brute strength of his cock, the head of his cock reaching higher into her rectum.  The belt lashed her again, Erin forced back onto the cock, another millimeter of cockhead forced into her asshole.  She felt a strange rush in her asshole, a sudden easing of pressure, the slippery head of his cock popping through the tight ring, filling her rectum with the massive head, her anal ring stretched tightly around the mushroom head.  It felt like a lump inside her, stretching her from within.  Her body shook in humiliation, her asshole gripping the head of his cock almost lovingly.  "Don’t do this to me," she begged, but the belt lashed across her mound, this time biting into one of her soft, puffy lips, yanking it back, exposing her inner lips.  She screamed in pain, but her pussy began to grow soaked in her juices.

Michael couldn’t believe how tight she was, feeling like the head of his cock was crushed in a vise, her sphincter clenching and unclenching with such delightful regularity.  He was in, pushing with his hips, wanting to feel more of her hot tightness.

Her ass ring went into spasms, clamping down on the head of Michael’s cock as she felt the thick head slowly push into her asshole, stretching and tearing her passage. She pushed back, helping him ass fuck her, the only thing she could do, wanting more of the fullness that only his cock would bring.  It felt like a giant snake moving inside her. Her body was covered in sweat, burning the welts that had marred her white flesh.  The whipping had stopped, but she barely noticed.  All her attention was drawn to the cock that was slowly sliding inside her, threatening to split her open.

It felt like hot wax inside her, growing thicker and hotter as it moved.  She gulped loudly as if she were swallowing it.  She could taste blood as she bit her lip, the nerves in her rectum more sensitive than her pussy, the muscles distending as the thick cock impaled her.  She held her breath when he stopped.  Was it all the way inside me?  She couldn’t feel his pubic hairs pushing against her butt cheeks.

He had stopped, Erin’s body frozen.  Then she felt it.  Michael was pulling his prick from her asshole, a new sensation as if he were dragging her insides out with it.  The nerve endings in her asshole came alive; feeling like ten inches of cock was pulling from her ass. Her anal ring stretched as the thick helmet of his cock tried to pull free.  "NNNNNOOO!"  He pushed back in, her ass arched back, pushing on her sphincter muscles to accommodate his cock, feeling the fullness in her guts as he filled her intestine with the hard flesh of his cock.  He kept going, deeper than last time, her breathing ragged as she felt the sharp pains in her stomach.  Her stomach felt like she ate a big meal, the thick cock burrowing deeper into her bowels until she thought it would come out her mouth. Her lips were dry, her face covered in sweat as she tried to comprehend the powerful suction in her asshole.  She felt weird sensations in her ass lining, the muscles rippling uncontrollably up and down his shaft.

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Here's an excerpt from the start of the story before the serious sex action begins:

He pressed his body up against Christy, firmly against her ass, using his hard cock to assure she fully understood her position and what she would have to do. He reached around her, sliding his hands down to her stomach before moving up cup her breasts from beneath as she hearing her groan, he murmured, "such lovely tits, Christy," fingers digging into them, squeezing the flesh harshly. He found her nipples with his fingertips, pinching them until she jerked in pain. "You have sensitive nipples, Christy. You can't even take a little pinch on them."

She kept quiet as he felt her up, his cock rubbing up and down her ass, humping her like a stray dog. No, please, no. His hands moving down to grip her between her legs, luckily her heavy jeans protected her sex from his groping hands pushing her back onto his cock, goosing her with his hand each time she humped back on his cock. She felt relief when he pulled away from her, relieved that he was finished. She would tell the General, he would make sure that he was punished for molesting her.

"Hands behind your back," pulling her arms back, seeing the surprised look on her face as he clamped her wrists into the shiny, metal cuffs before she could even protest. "Just to keep you still." He pulled a black cloth sack over her face, making sure that her nose and mouth matched up with the holes in it, before tightening the string around her neck, effectively blinding her. "We don't want you to see where we are taking you. Now just stand there and be a good girl, we will leave in a few minutes."

She tried to pull on the cuffs, the metal binds unyielding. She stood in darkness, hearing muffled sounds of talking, unable to hear what was being said.

The rebel went over to Angela. "Turn around, Angela. Now I want you to be real quiet and don't say a word or your mother is going to get hurt. Can you be a good girl and obey?" seeing the fright in her eyes.

"What are you going to do?" She trembled, but remembered the pistol in his holster.

"I'm going to have to frisk you for any weapons." His cock throbbed in his pants at the thought of touching such a beautiful, young, American girl.

"I don't have anything, promise," she begged, but she saw in his eyes he would not take no for an answer.

"Now you have to be quiet, I don't want your mother to hear anything. Can you do that, Angela?"

"Yes, sir," afraid of what was going to happen.

"Now keep your hands at your side." The other rebels moved closer, wanting to catch a glimpse of this pretty girl. His hands slid across her naked stomach, feeling her flinch. "Such silky skin," he whispered to her, his hands sliding up under her tee shirt, seeing her fists clench at her side, knowing that she was unhappily enduring this. He pulled her tee shirt up, uncovering her bra, her young breasts pushed up high, a generous amount of cleavage showing at the top of her bra. "Hold this up for me," he whispered to her again, seeing her hesitate then move up and grip the tee shirt, holding it out of the way, her bra uncovered, the four rebels gazing as the cleavage of her tanned globes.

"What are you doing?" She protested as his hands moved to her bra, gripping her young pert breasts in his grubby hands, squeezing them, her face and chest turning red in embarrassment as the others watched her slowly being fondled. She could smell his stale breath, his eyes staring at hers as he grabbed her bra-encased breasts harshly.

The rebel was too eager, unwilling to wait long enough to get back to the village. His hands slid under her bra, pulling it up harshly, her tender breasts squeezed tight before the bra slipped free, her breasts now naked for all of the men to see.

His hands gripped her breasts as she struggled to keep the position, helping him by pulling her tee shirt out of the way, giving all of them a good look at her naked breasts. All she could think of was the terror of the pistol pressed against her forehead and the sound of the hammer being pulled back. His fingers were harsh, pinching and squeezing her flesh, finally gripping her nipples too hard, stretching them out before finally leaving them alone again. She looked down, her breasts already red from the abuse.

"Put your tits back in your bra, wouldn't want your mother to see," he whispered in her ear. She struggled, trying to stuff her breasts back in without unsnapping her bra, wanting to end the humiliation quickly. "No, please, no," she cried quietly when she felt his hands fumbling with the front of her shorts, fingers unsnapping the top, the zipper sliding down sounding so loud. She almost stumbled backwards as he gripped the top of her shorts and yanked them down, hearing the material stain and tear as her shorts and panties were yanked down below her crotch, her pussy and ass completely exposed...

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