This is the woman I would be in this scene. My name is Acllacuna which is an old Incan name meaning 'chosen woman'. And indeed I have been chosen. Chosen by the cruel commander of this camp, 'el comandante'. He has chosen me to be his private mistress and in order to break me he has just given me an extra severe flogging with his heavy leather whip and the pain plus the heat (this is at noon) almost made me pass out. I have fallen to the ground, feeling like I can't take it any more. Meanwhile the American pair have been dragged into the camp. They are traveling around the country and have been arrested on false grounds for drug smuggling. This is actually a prison camp but it is run by El Comandante in his own very special way and as this man is heavily corrupted and protected by powerful forces he can do anything he please with the women sent to the camp for correction.
I am actually a descendant of the Inca people and by my nature I am very proud and stubborn. Therefore, El Comandante sees it as a special challenge to break me and make me submit to be his slave. But I refuse to surrender and I always tell him I would rather die than be his slave. He flogs me furiously and is enraged every time I refuse to submit. Right now I am dizzy and half unconscious while the deep scars from the whip in my flesh hurt enormously.
So what will happen? Will he succeed in breaking me or will he eventually lose his interest in me and go for some other woman? Maybe he will want to own the blonde instead? All women are repeatedly raped by the guards plus male convicts from a nearby prison who are taken to this camp at regular intervals as a bonus. Many of the women are later sold to brothels around the country or ends up as personal slaves of wealthy men.
How do you think the story should go on? This could be really exciting. What will my next punishment be? What will happen to the other women and the American couple? You who are already participating in the fantasy, how will you proceed? Please let me know... I'm very excited about this.
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As Comandante I could not believe my luck when Acclacuna was thrown out of the police van at the gates of the camp. I recognised her immediately. I used to work for her father as an overseer but she discovered that I was disciplining the workers sternly and helping myself to their wages. She told her father and I was dismissed. I had friends high up in the government that I had done some favours for by providing women to help them fulfil their secret fetishes and they got me the job of comandante of this camp for women.
Acclacuna and her father worked against the government. Her father was shot and she was sent to the camp. Now was my chance for revenge. Her family was very wealthy and she was wearing an expensive black dress and black high heeled shoes, with gorgeous jewellery and immaculate make up. I leered at her, thinking how soon I would change that.
Every new prisoner is strip searched immediately and if they show any resisitance or reluctance they are immediately caned to show them what the future will hold. Acclacuna was very defiant, which is what I wanted. She spat in my face. I slapped her hard once on each cheek and gloated as I saw the tears smear her mascara as they ran down her face.
Two of the guards seized her and dragged her to my office. She refused to strip when ordered.The guards held her with her arms wide apart. I ripped off all her jewellery - necklace, earrings, bracelets and finger rings. These go into my pockets. I take my knife and hold it to her throat forcing her head back, then I cut the straps of her dress and her bra and tugged them down to expose her naked to the waist, her big breasts bouncing as she struggled with the guards. I seized her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and squeezed and twisted until she screamed. I stepped back and slapped each breast twice with all my strength. Now the tears were flowing and her face was smeared with her mascara.
I took up the knife again and slid it down inside her dress, slicing through the fabric, and let it fall to the floor at her feet. Now she was wearing only a black thong. I walked round behind her and slid my knife down the crack between her buttocks. I see her tremble as she felt the cold steel get closer to her pussy. I pulled out the knife and tore the panties off her. She screamed again and I shoved the torn panties into her mouth to shut her up.
The guards did not need to be told what to do next. They bent her over the table tying her hands to the legs. Then they spread her legs wide and tied her ankles. Now she was open and ready for the intimate body search. It would give me a great feeling of revenge to do that myself instead of leaving it to the guards.
I thrust my dirty tobacco stained fingers deep into her pussy. I did not find any contraband but I continued to thrust deep into her, enjoying her pain and discomfort as she got wet in spite of herself. I pulled out my fingers and pushed them hard into her anus causing her to scream again and drop the panties out of her mouth. I walked round in front of her and shoved my stinking shit stained fingers into her mouth to clean them. I though she was defeated but she bit them.
I took up a rod and thrashed her buttocks until they were red and raw and the blood dripped down her thighs on to the floor. I did not stop until she was on the point of fainting with the agony. I told the guards to drag her off to a cell. She did not know it but her troubles were only just beginning.
Yes, that's indeed an exciting start. Where would you fit in the American couple in the story? I'll be back soon with my part.
No it is very unlikely that El Comandante will lose interest in you. He will either break you or shot you dead. Understand most women who cannot be broken within the first month normally end up or left raped and tortured dieing in a rat invested cell or being shot. The fact that you are still alive, seems to suggest, he has a bit of a soft spot for you. Don’t underestimate El Comandante, he never loses, he never gives up. He has a diabolical imagination and knows more ways of breaking a girl than you could ever imagine. He has absolutely nothing to lose and everything to gain. He receives large sums of money for selling these sluts. If he ever gives up he shouts her for being such a stupid stubborn proud bitch. He is simply toying with you. Why shouldn’t he you are a beautiful women with a sweet tender body. He enjoys your screams. He will take you, and torture you until you beg him to stop, you beg him for mercy and then he will make you beg some more. Then he will beat and torture you some more, believe me he is a real evil bastard and he has no limits. The only thing that will piss him off is when you become unconscious and can’t take anymore pain, he will throw a bucket of cold water over, piss all over you and use smelling salts anything to stop you from having you passing out. Call the guards shout at them like some demanded child who’s favourite toy is broken to resuscitate the bitch, so he can torture her some more.
“I don’t want the bitch to miss out on the benefit of my punishment” is what he say.
You don’t get it you stupid arrogant bitch. You have absolutely no choice. Nobody, knows where you are and nobody cares. That man can and will do with you whatever he wishes. You only escape from that dreadful place is to be sold as a slave. Ok, it is not exactly what most women want but it is much much, much, better than being at that hellhole. Just smarten up you stupid bitch. El Comandante, is evil with a capital “E”!!!
Good luck, my sweet Acllacuna
vWell, he really love fucking your tight pussy whipping and torturing you. But decides to have you share a cell with the American couple. Then takes the Americans wife and tortures her instead really badly. The Americans woman’s husband has sex with you. Well, you really can’t see the fuss in him screwing because just about every other guy is raping you. So what’s the big deal. But when they return his wife back to the cell you feel really bad because they have tortured her with electric battens and burnt her so badly with cigars that she is crying in pain all night. Shit this is so bad you wish they had tortured you instead. The next night they take the husband away and torture him really badly too. It is him screaming trough the night now. You beg the commandant to torture you instead. He laughs at you. And say, you want to be the tough bitch then your friends will suffer instead. He has a VIP that need a sweet young woman to keep him company. It is just for a week if you can do whatever the VIP wants he will spare the American couple. But by God you had better pull out all the stops and be the perfect slut or it will be much much worse for them. You agree to the deal. Not much deal but at least you believe you are getting something out of it for your friends.
http://www.sydsvenskan.se/malmo/article893657/Grans-for-valdssex-provas-Expert-Man-kan-inte-samtycka-till-grov-misshandel.html
Thanks for the link, Thor. However, I'm not quite sure what you want to say with it. For you who don't understand Swedish the article is about a 32yo man who has been doing bdsm sessions with a 16yo girl and the prosecutor wants a precedential verdict on what is and what is not acceptable when it comes to accepting pain. Where is the limit between assault and sex play?
I am writing for you. It will come in a few days...
Master Scipio
I wasn't trying to insinuate anything, Tina. I just thought you would like to read the article.
The limit between assault and sex play. Is for each to realise that what they are engaged in is fantasy. BDSM is very edgy fantasy acted out. As Nancy Friday’s research on female fantasy reveilles that rape fantasy is a woman’s favourite fantasy, but no woman wants to be actually raped. Ok you can act out a rape scene with a woman that you know well, but both people know this is a game. A man that doesn’t understand this is not a Masters, but a maniac. No woman is actually asking to be raped. Men that don’t understand this are sometimes charged for rape or sexual assault even when engaged in a session that goes disastrously wrong with a sub-girl.
In all role-play there must be empathy, without empathy there can be no meaningful feedback. And without feedback, errors of judgment are going to be made. Are there men that can’t do empathy? Yes, they are called psychopaths.
Essentially, what is happening in fantasy is that the conscious mind is working with the emotional mind to trigger buttons seated in the reptile brain. The part of the brian that holds all the information that turn someone on or turns them off, was hardwired from ages 5 to 8 and is sometimes called the “love map”. It is these buttons that are being pressed. BDSM is a theatrical art form and not If someone doesn’t understand this then leave BDSM alone or expect to find themselves on death row sometime in the future.
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Master Scipio
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