Amidst the terror and fear, I found the courage at that dead of night to take to my heels. The Sergeant and the army in the tanks had all gotten accommodated in a shack by the road side, they had sunk their heads in liquor and could hardly even grasp a thing.
Only I got lucky to still be sane. It was a close shut, I ran as my feet could carry me. I got to the corner of the road, left with the decision to make a dive for it, there a Brook that shimmered under the moon light.
I felt responsible for the predicament of those ladies. Though no fault of mine. It was just a bid to liberate them from the hold the Romans had on us. Little did I know.
My heart pounded in the still of the night as i stood there palpitating and gasping, holding tight to my chest. Teary eyed and determined to make it out alive. I had managed to escape but what about the women who had left all to just trust me to set them free??.
Fraiza, she almost lost her life owing to the number of men who thrust themselves at her that night. How could I forget the look in those eyes and the Romans used the mouth of their guns as a dildo. Oh dear, I couldn't even tell if that was a scream or a moan.
They had turned Chloe, upside down, legs wide spread towards the sky with the lights from the military surveillance vehicle shinning at her hopeless body, she almost choked on her own vomit as she was used and abused by the junior officers.
I was torn between running for my dear life or going back to the ladies to ensure we all escaped together.
The slaps and beating I had gotten was a reminder that I needed to keep moving but my heart said "No".
Before my escape, Lulu and Talim had fainted and their garments where torn to shreds by one ruthless man with his jagged edged knife. He left them naked on the hip of dry leaves revealing their very sumptuous breast and voluptuous bodies.
Oh they had a fun filled night touching those tits and even sucking on them intermittently. All these thoughts beclouded my sense of reasoning and my will to escape yet again.
As the dawning drew near I ran back through the woods back to the shacks. Men washing their faces and rinsing their mouths. The women had be refastened to a pole in the centre of the of the hell hole. Their hairs scattered and face mugged.
It was still a bit dark and they would probably not notice the lady with the golden locks and emerald green eyes......
"Where from?". Asked one of the soldier as he poked me with his gun. He must have being taking a leak nearby. Still no movement, he came closer. "Wait a minute, you weren't at the party, are you trying to escape?". He chuckles. "C'mon!". He dragged me out with my dirty bare foot kicking against stones.
The Sergeant with a running nose was out in the field puffing cigarettes. If I had known any prayers, I might have prayed he turns around.
"The devil take you, Malhone". He cried, "did you touch her?!, tell me and I'll kill you myself". He would have spoken gently to him, but all he knew were fury.
"No I did not, I caught her running off".
"Great, now take a walk soldier"
"Did you try to escape?". He asked with gentle words and cooing. "Because if you did, you're being penny wise and pound foolish. Well speak up!".
"Bite me, pervert". I spat on his face twice.
Ripping a piece from the rag I called my skirt, I wrapped tightly on my wounds and head the route back to the hell hole.