She tried to scream as the nozzle was removed and the water flowed out again, and tried again as the nozzle was re inserted and her belly swelled again as the men held her over the drain, twice more they repeated the operation until CSM Jarvis judged she was now “Nice and clean and fuckable.”
Meanwhile the four-poster bed had been dismantled by the rest if the squad and the more utilitarian but practical metal framed bed had replaced it. Poor Lucy was covered in sweat, hers and that of her many ebony lovers, her golden hair matted stuck to her scalp and straggled across the pillows, her party dress long discarded lay crumpled beside the bed and as Umbuntu energetically humped her so Andaman waited on the bench, naked except his socks and dog tags as with the aid of some porn mags he nursed his huge erection back to life. Amateur porn CSM Jarvis meanwhile had contacted Hereford for advice on chain fucking of suspects and been referred to Guantanamo bay and Washington, who sent him a translated Russian pamphlet on the subject which they got from the East Germans which he read intently, apparently the Russians had used it to good effect in Afganistan in the seventies. A dozen hands gripped Lucinda as the squad surrounded her, her shoes and hold up
