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Wrong Semester In Uganda, Chapter 2

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The three Briton girls are taken to the prison, where the commander and his men welcome them.

Chapter 2 — Ugandan Prison, Under The Bright Sun

In the moving khaki truck, its suspension straining on the sometimes bumpy streets, Corporal Mukiso Okello kept his eyes on the two dozens of female students that were crammed in the roofed trunk after having been arbitrarily arrested. The African sun was striking hard on that heavy-fabric roof and the heat inside was nothing short of hellish.

Most of all, he kept looking at the three white girls that were cowering in each others’ arms, sticking close together in spite of the sauna-like heat. “The damsels in distress!” he thought, grinning.

“D’ya ever had one of them white girls, Co’po’al?” asked Private Ochieng Odongo.

“No… At least not since a long while and never once without paying the girl…” replied Corporal Mukiso Okello, his gaze never leaving the girl whose skintone had a subtle light-bronze shade; her face looked spotless and incredibly pretty! She was wearing a small grey and black tank-top and he couldn’t wait to see what her small boobs looked like; their perky shapes were teasing his cock. (This was Julia.) Mukiso chose her; he knew he wasn’t going to be the first man inside her, but he’d enjoy her very much!

“This little one is very cute!” said Private Jendyose Muhindo, the third man guarding the girls. The three uniformed policemen spelled terror to all girls present with their greyish khaki fatigues with camouflage patterns, their hawkish eyes and their military rifles. Private Jendyose Muhindo was talking about Samantha, albeit he didn’t know her name yet. “I wonder what her cunt smells like, ha! ha! ha! ha!” he added.

“We’re going to know this very soon!” Ochieng Odongo jested, before joining Jendyose in his laughter. These white girls gave them a furtive, terrified look from time to time.

“Yes,” the Corporal confirmed. “Knowing how arrogant these Britons are, they must still be thinking that something is going to save them from the worst, like it always happens in their fucking Hollywood movies. Well, guess what, this ain’t one of them movies! These girls are gonna get fucked, and royally fucked as required for English girls, and nothing is going to save them! Nothing! I want to be there to see the look on their face when they realize this!” Corporal Mukiso Okello said in a grim, ominous tone.

He kept looking at the brown-haired beauty with the spotless face; she was of average height, yet the two other girls were short and petite. He looked at the two other Briton girls. There was one with jet-black hair, who stood no more than five feet one inch tall and looked like some Turkish girl with smooth haze of light olive in her complexion, while the other one was just as short as the raven-haired girl and she wore girly-pink glasses and sported twin ponitails that made her look even younger than her girly face already did; this last one almost looked too young to be a university student. Her auburn hair highlighted the purity of her pale skin.

“That must be one of these eighteen-year-old girls who constantly get asked for their IDs”, Mukiso thought. “I think I’ll perhaps choose this one first. She must be a virgin! At least, she really looks like one. I hope she has hair on her cunt… I love hair… And oh, I’m definitely going to take her tennis shoes off and take a sniff of her cute little feet!”

As he thought of how he was going to rape Samantha, the Ugandan Corporal felt his dick growing into a powerful erection, which he knew he was going to tribute her teenage beauty with! He usually preferred Ugandan women with chocolate-brown skin and curly black hair, and the 25-year-old man sure loved his pretty wife, but these white girls positively fascinated him! He had also heard that all white girls secretly craved black dicks, so he felt like it was a moral duty to do her that favour!

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“Mommy… Mommy… Mommy… Come and take me home! Mommy…” Samantha kept wailing as she was weeping and balancing herself in Julia’s arms in her childish display of panic. The bobbing truck was still on its way and she had already broken down. She knew deep down what was waiting for her and her friends, but she refused to name it.

Julia remained calm and gently stroked Samantha’s hair. “Don’t worry, Samantha, things will work out fine! We’ll call the Embassy and they’re going to get us out in no time… Calm down now… Tsss… tsss… Calm down, Samantha…”

Audrey looked at the local girls crammed together all around her, sitting either on the bench or straight on the floor. The Ugandan girls had nothing but resignation painted on their dark brown faces. They were all staring down at the floor, their bodies oblivious to the truck’s motion.

Then, Audrey started as she recognized one of these girls. It was Afiya! She recognized her from her rust-colored afro hair she wore tucked up in a white band, her intello-looking glasses and her usual yellow tank-top. Afiya was in her Ugandan history class. They had become good friends, as both of them were staunch feminists who thought the world would be a much better place if women held all government positions.

“Afiya?!” Audrey said aloud.

“Yes, but shhhh… They get mad when we speak while in their custody…”

“Oh?! This isn’t the first time this happens to you, Afiya?!”

Afiya swiftly jockeyed positions with the other neighbouring girls and moved close to Audrey.

“N… No…” Afiya said, repressing a surging sob.

“Oh… Calm down, Afiya! I didn’t mean to make you sad…”

“But you don’t understand! These men are going to rape us! All of us!”

“No! This is not possible! They can’t do that!”

“They can and they will…”

“No… Don’t say that! This is too… I’m… I’m sure we’ll work this out… As soon as we get to their station, call a lawyer!”

“Audrey… This isn’t England! They won’t let us call anyone; they won’t even let you!”

“But we… We’re British subjects… The embassy…”

“Your embassy won’t do jackshit for you! You won’t even be able to call them! You better prepare for what lies ahead of you…”

Audrey went silent, so Afiya kept talking…

“They’re going to keep us in their prison for a day or two, perhaps even three or four days if we’re really unlucky. The first time I was arrested, they kept me for a little more than 24 hours…”

“No Afiya! No… This… They can’t do this… They can’t keep us in detention without us having called a lawyer. My father…”

“Your father is thousand miles away in England. This is Uganda! Uganda! When the police arrest students, they always do the same thing; they beat up the guys to a bloody pulp and they gang-rape the girls! Systematically!”

“No… No… No… This is not possible! They can’t do this! They can’t! They can’t… The embassy… I’ll call my lawyer… Oh daddy! Daddy! Please, dad, come and save me! Nohhoohhhooooooo…”

Audrey broke down and began to cry. She panicked as it dawned on her that Afiya was right. Realizing this had a chilling effect of pure terror down her spine! These policemen were going to have their way with the girls… All the girls! Even her, even her friends, Julia and Samantha… Even the Briton girls, and perhaps especially the Briton girls!

Audrey, the petite Briton girl of Greek descent, felt suddenly lost! Her well-off father was too far away to help her. She was helpless right in the middle of dark Africa… She held Afiya in her small arms and kissed her forehead; the white girl’s tears added its salt to the African girl’s curly hair. Afiya was only doing her best to prepare her mentally.

Audrey suddenly thought of Samantha… Oh, poor sweet Samantha! She was the most fragile of them! These men were going to destroy her! And as far as Audrey knew, Samantha was still a virgin. Oh… This was so horrific! Samantha would need the most support through this ordeal; she vowed to be there for her! Audrey began silently crying as she vainly tried to wrap her head around the fact that Afiya was right. She must be strong. She must be a strong girl, like a little piece of iron…

They were not going to be saved. This wasn’t a movie. This was real life. These… things, happened. And it was perhaps a lot more common and unreported than mass media would have you believe. Perhaps there was some sort of conspiracy where the English government agreed with African countries to encourage their own young female students like her to go abroad and “make a difference” so the African policemen and soldiers can have a steady supply of white girls to gang rape.

Audrey had heard that some white men were really turned on by the concept of black men raping white girls. This was so prevalent in interracial gangbangs in porn; she had once caught her boyfriend watching this. The leftist girl admitted the possibility of secret cameras being all over the place at Kampala’s prison, and perhaps the Prime Minister of U.K. would be watching as these black-faced, para-military policemen would be ripping her clothes off her and taking their turns inside her!

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Assistant Superintendent Mawejje Natukunda, the commander of the prison of Eastern District, Kampala, was a massive man sitting at his massive oak desk, between his two deputies — both tall inspectors who wore the same beige commissioned-rank shirt with black shoulder pads where two silver diamonds indicated their hard-earned rank that told of a long experience spiced with many off-the-record actions.

Their boss wore three diamonds on a pair of gigantic shoulders that had once held more than 220 kilos overhead in the Clean & Jerk. Needless to say, the three Ugandan top-brass policemen had dark-brown faces, and their expression clearly showed that they were looking forward to something fun.

“Corporal Okello just called, Sir… They’re bringing in three Briton girls!” said Inspector Mugisha, the man who stood at his left.

“What do they look like, Bbombokka?” asked Inspector Acen, who was on first-name basis with his fellow Inspector. He stood at his commander’s right.

“They have milky-white skin and are about 18 or 19 years old! That’s all we need to know, Bazil!”

Bazil smiled. He had been working with Bbombokka for several years. They got involved in brutal gang rapes from time to time. It was almost always with local girls, and it was pretty nice and fun, but this time was a treat! Raping white girls was a rarity. The two tall officers were really looking forward to it! They felt confident that they’d be able to make these little bitches moan and scream their forced delight in their arms! Deep down, all white girls craved the African man!

The commander said nothing. He was smoking a large Havana cigar, making his best effort to look like a perfect stereotype of the brutal prison Captain that was often seen in bad movies from the 1980s. He was actually a very kind, caring husband who had two beautiful daughters, aged 12 and 15. He would never want any harm to befall them. But foreigners and troublemakers were another story… These fucking Leftist cunts needed a good, long, hard lesson struck home deep in their ass!

Assistant Superintendent Mawejje Natukunda wore the three diamonds of his rank on massive shoulders. He had competed as a super-heavyweight Olympic weightlifter and he still weighed nearly 300 pounds; he still trained and still lifted herculean weights at 42 years old.

He was presently smoking his cigar and sipping a cold beer, making sure he would greet his lovely guests with a bad breath. White girls… Oh God, did he love them! Many Ugandan men preferred black girls; more than half of his prison guards were eagerly waiting for the local students that were coming their way in trucks filled with fresh pussy.

However, a sizeable percentage of the guards loved white cunts, and the Briton girls would be greeted by a numerous and well-built fanclub as soon as they’d step in the Ugandan prison! Mawejje took another puff of his cigar, then another sip from his beer. The trucks bringing the fun would be here any minute!

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As the military truck pulled in the prison’s front alley, Samantha was still sobbing in Julia’s arms. Audrey was doing her best to build back some composure in herself. She was quietly holding Afiya’s hand. She was calm outwardly, but a terrible voice kept hammering the same chilling sentence inside her mind… “I’m going to get raped… I’m going to get raped… I’m going to get raped…”

The guards, menacingly, herded all the girls down the reinforced trunks and ordered them to stand in line near the office’s front door. They barked at them and didn’t hesitate to hit any girl who wasn’t obeying fast enough. Julia kept holding Samantha against her, doing her best not to break down and support Sammy, who kept sobbing. Seeing these men treating them like cattle was nothing short of terrifying!

Audrey stood quietly near Afiya. The place was surrounded by a high brickwall with barbed wire. There were at least twenty armed guards inside the court.

Then, two other trucks arrived. These ones were carrying the male students that had been arrested. Audrey saw them being herded to the opposite side of the yard. There were between thirty and forty young men, who were hit with sticks, punched, kicked and yelled at! The police were ten times more brutal with the boys. Most of them had glistening blood on their dark faces. The sun hit unmercifully hard inside the open courtyard.

The male students were finally standing in line, facing the girls, who stood in line some 25 yards away from them. Audrey felt many of them gazing at her. She saw the lights of fascination in their eyes. These boys knew what awaited her, and it was obvious that none of them had had sex with a white girl; they were fascinated by the notion of a white girl being gang-fucked by a bunch of Ugandan men.

Even from that distance, she noticed the bulge forming in the front of their pants. She had seen right. Then, she herself felt something funny between her legs. She was going wet! Her body was reacting to all this excitement in a way that shocked her! She shouldn’t be turned on! She was scared out of her wits! She felt an unspeakable sense of anticipated horror, yet her womanhood was preparing and gathering juices; it was sensing an upcoming invasion. She even felt her small breasts swelling inside her sports bra.

Afiya’s hand increased its grip on hers. The poor girl was so scared. Afiya’s tears were rolling down her brown cheeks as she silently wept. The world wasn’t going to change all that soon when it came to violence against women. Audrey sighed. She hoped her own sacrifice wouldn’t be in vain. She hoped that some day, such unspeakable horrors would no longer be seen on the face of the Earth. She also felt shamefully, yet powerfully aroused by the prospect of being seen naked by all these African men. Audrey felt she was being a traitor to all women! She shouldn’t be turned on like this. She was a butchered lamb, not a slut.

Then, she saw an gigantic officer walking out the office door and advancing to the middle of the yard, between his two aides, the two of them tall, well-built men standing about six feet tall, yet looking puny and small next to this behemoth, who must be at least six feet four. The commander — Audrey guessed right — was really big, but not obese-big. He was just thickly muscled all over his frame and covered by some layer of fat. He looked like a big African bear with a thick face.

Audrey felt a jolt of forced arousal as this huge man looked straight at her! She looked at his hands and, without thinking, she pictured these hands cupping her naked breasts.

“Oh shit!” Audrey thought. She was now soaking-wet! She felt so ashamed. Why was she such a failure as a feminist? All she could think of now was this man’s big black dick throbbing in victory and hammering her deep, deep, deep… “I’m going to get raped… I’m going to get raped… I’m going to get raped…” the inner voice kept resonating inside the Greek-looking girl, who put her hand on her boobs and felt how swollen they already were.

The commander was facing the girls and turning his back to the male students, who were now all handcuffed and tied up together by the ankles. The commander presently spoke with a stentorian voice and a don’t-fuck-with-me tone!

“Hello Ladies! I am Assistant Superintendent Mawejje Natukunda, commander of this welcoming facility, where you will be staying, with all expenses paid, for a timespan that will depend on you! If you are obedient and do as you’re told, you’ll get out much faster. If not, well…” He made some sort of gesture with his huge hands that spoke much better than words. It was his own way to say “welcome to Hell”.

“I want to speak to a lawyer!”

Julia had spoken. Loud. Everybody stood silent. An African fly was heard as it buzzed through the hot, tension-filled air. Samantha’s sobs were even heard by the boys standing on the courtyard’s opposite side. Julia kept holding and comforting her.

She just couldn’t help it. She felt so angry! They had no right to treat the students like that! They were all marching peacefully. They weren’t doing anything illegal…

“Well, well, well! Look what we have here! Today, we have very special guests!” Mawejje exclaimed.

The guards were all staring at Julia and began catcalling her. Julia was wearing a small tank-top that revealed her tummy, and shorts that let all gazes fall on her teenage-smooth legs. The guards feasted their eyes on her college-girl charms and showered her with lewd comments…

“Hey, British girl! I love your legs!”

“Show us your titties!”

“Hey, London slut! Are you hungry? I have something creamy for you!”

Etc., etc.

Julia bitterly regretted to have spoken as she saw the commander motioning to some of his men, who immediately walked straight at her.

“Great! Oh, Julia! What have you done!” Julia mentally admonished herself as the guards approached the three white girls, their ebony faces grinning ominously and their eyes raping the girls through their light summer clothes. Samantha started wailing in soul-tearing sounds and kept calling her mom.

“Can’t you call your Embassy?” Mawejje asked Julia, his amused tone clearly indicating that he knew about there being no signal to call with.

“Hey! Let me go! Don’t you fucking touch me!” Julia yelled at the equally amused guards, who ignored her yapping and simply grabbed her arms and lifted the girl off her feet to kindly walk her to the middle of the square, where the huge commander stood between the two tall Inspectors.

“Let me go, I said, you fucking cunts!” Julia repeated to her laughing guards, both of whom had raging erections pushing the front of their pants as they kept looking at Julia’s nubile breast shapes; they couldn’t wait for moment where they’d be allowed to rip this cock-teasing tank-top off and finally see her British boobs freely displayed under the Ugandan sun!

“Nooooo!!! Nooo! Let me go!!! Mommy! Mommy… Mommy!!!” Samantha was shrieking and wailing as another pair of grinning guards had separated her from Julia, before easily lifting her off her small feet and carrying her to the same spot.

“Oh, this little one’s going to be some serious good fucking!” one of the guards thought as he smelled the inviting fragrance from Samantha’s twin ponytails as she frantically shook her head and tried to kick at him and his fellow guards in attempts that made her look like a frustrated little imp trying to hurt and giving it her best shot, yet only succeeding at being funny.

Audrey silently let her own two guards grab her and said “Be strong!” to Afiya as she was carried away. The two girls kept looking at each other as long as humanly possible. Each of the well-built guards was nearly twice Audrey’s size! Audrey weighed perhaps 105 pounds when soaking wet, which she presently was and felt extremely ashamed of. She was such a bad leftist!

As Ugandan men carried her, their strong musk met Audrey’s nostrils. Do what she will, it stirred something purely sexual deep within her, yet she greatly loathed their touch, or did she? Something evil within her hoped that they’d start groping her breasts. She knew it would be hard for her not to moan of they did; she had such sensitive nipples!

Audrey felt overwhelmed by all these conflicting sensations and feelings. She summoned all her will not to break down and remain strong. She even told Samantha to try to relax, as she felt that their ordeal would be less painful if she wasn’t all tensed up. There was nothing they could do to escape their fate, except hoping that these men would be gentle rapists.

Assistant Superintendent Mawejje Natukunda laughed out loud as he heard Audrey speaking to that girl who looked so young and fragile! She was telling her to relax. How sweet! This was the moment to choose which one of these three girls he was going to rape first. It proved a lot more difficult than he had thought.

There was this black-haired short girl who looked so strong mentally; breaking her would be quite interesting. The fragile girl she was talking to was most probably a virgin that would be very delightful to break in, and she was so tiny! And lastly, that entitled girl who had asked for a lawyer was clearly the leader, and as a bonus she had a very sweet face he knew he’d greatly enjoy to pollute with his Ugandan seed. She had a face that seemed engineered to receive cumshots.

Mawejje Natukunda made his decision. A tough choice indeed!

Julia kept cursing and barking and swearing “cunts!” at the grinning guards, who only put her back down when they stood two yards in front of the prison commander. Samantha and Audrey were lined up next to her. The three Briton girls were presently being restrained by six tall and strong guards in front of that huge man who was going to be their undisputed lord and master for a while!

“I said I want to speak to a lawyer!” Julia yapped, making her guards tapping their thighs in laughter.

Mawejje Natukunda was grinning. Bbombokka and Bazil were laughing along with the guards.

They already had a huge erection pushing hard against their uniform pants! They looked at these white girls in summer clothes under the scorching heat, with their nubile, teenage breasts pushing out their tops off their chest, but not too much, in a lovely show of small breasts that drove the men insane with lust! Their silky-soft legs were in full-length display! The two second-in-command knew they were going to be a very good fuck!

Mawejje cleared his throat and spoke…

“She wants to call a lawyer! And this is a perfectly reasonable request to make. The lady has spoken. She has rights!”

He was speaking very loud for all to hear. The guards were presently making all the prisoners stripping out of their clothes, male and female. The students had to surrender all of their possessions.

“Well, little Briton lady! I’m going to teach you a good lesson about your rights!” Mawejje said as he walked straight at Julia, who felt her legs turn to water as she saw that king-size Ugandan man from up close, so massive and towering over her! The tip of Julia’s head was barely making it to his chin, or perhaps just under! The hot wind was gently moving Julia’s long brown hair.

Mawejje stood in front of Julia for several seconds. He listened to the visible silence with the captive students offering a nice background with their cries and vain complaints.

Then, he presently stooped down and savagely forced-kissed Julia!

“Noofffffffffmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhh…”

Julia felt his arms holding her so tight that she could hardly breathe! And his thick lips was shutting her mouth with a seal of savage kissing spree! She felt utterly violated with overwhelming force! And God, it was only a kiss. A massive king-size kiss of unadulterated domination!

The man’s breath reeked of bad cigar and beer! “Yukk!” Julia thought. She felt utterly hopeless. She knew all too well that this faul kiss would be followed with a brutal undressing and the worst thing that could ever happen to her… Poor Samantha! She heard her defeaning screams! Fuck, they were assaulting her as well. She didn’t hear Audrey. Julia felt proud of Audrey; she was certain Audrey was also being roughed up… yes, she heard the sounds of tearing fabric and the courtyard suddenly burst with men’s catcalls. This was coming from her right, and Samantha was on the left.

The guards were indeed following suit and holding the other girls for their officers. Bbombokka chose Samantha by forced-kissing her and silencing her pitiful wails in the process; then, he pulled out a knife, quickly made a dent on her tank-top’s collar and gleefully grabbed the collar before he tore the tank-top in a flash-vee of suddenly bright skin! He immensely enjoyed Samantha’s sharp shriek of panic as her bra came into his view, all small and lost amid the fury of his African land.

Bazil kissed Audrey and immediately cupped her right breast as he did so. Audrey knew that resisting was pointless; she also felt immensely ashamed by the way her body rebelled against leftist correctness by making her turned on against her will! She wasn’t behaving correctly as a rape victim! This was so politically uncorrect! Shame on her!

She should be terrified with a dry pussy. She should be resisting! Yet her mouth was almost welcoming this much older man who was kissing her so savagely, with some mysterious softness that didn’t fail to feed the secret fires of arousal within her. That kiss was so incredibly intense! The man’s hand on her breast only magnified the experience! She justified her state of mind by telling herself that the rapes would be less painful if she cooperated.

Audrey then did something that positively astonished her two guards. Using her heels, she herself removed her shoes, almost ragingly, finding some solace in actively doing something. At least, she had control on her shoes! Since she wasn’t wearing any socks, she stood bare foot as the officer kept kissing her.

One of the guards holding her had a foot fetish. He immediately knelt down and took hold of her lower legs before starting to kiss and lick Audrey’s right foot. Oh God! She was so sweet and silky-soft! Her girly sweat tasted so good under his tongue! He ignored the Ugandan dirt from the ground and kept gleefully licking and kissing her foot.

Many guards catcalled and whistled as they saw this. They catcalled even stronger, in deafening roars, as Bazil stopped kissing Audrey, looked intently into her eyes and savagely ripped her tank-top open, and followed this action immediately with his hands grabbing and yanking her sports bra off her chest with savage, unbriddled fury!

Audrey let out a loud yelp of terror mixed with arousal as Bazil let out a loud grunt of satisfaction as he uncovered Audrey’s nubile breasts!

Bazil was positively amazed by such intense beauty! He plunged into Audrey’s girly boobs and took the taste of her light-brown nipples. The flavor induced a painful hardness in his throbbing dick. The relief couldn’t wait!

As the guards firmly restrained Audrey’s arms, Bazil ragingly pulled her shorts down her thighs, along with her panties. In a flash, he noticed that her panties were water blue patterned with pink hearts. He then learned that Audrey didn’t shave her cunt; her lovely patch of hair danced in front of him in the form of a secret triangle suddenly displayed under the sun in velvety splendour!

Inspector Bazil immediately started fingering the British student’s pussy. Audrey started moaning and groaning from such intense forced pleasure. Having her breasts fully displayed under these men’s eyes had unleashed a flood of juices inside her womanhood, and now she was being fingered…

“Oh, no! Too much! Pl… Please! No! Stop… Stop… This… Plsss…” Audrey tried to say, amid the moans and whimpers that wree forced out of her.

She then felt hands on her naked breasts as her guards started exploring her assets. They gently pressed her mounds and played with her nipples between their fingers; they had clearly done this before in similar settings. She could feel it. Audrey kept moaning and whimpering against her will. The three men assaulting her were laughing and mocking her.

“See, little British girl? See? You’re all craving the big African dick!” Bazil said as he kept fingering her pussy, now using two fingers and gently circling the area near her clit. He knew what he was doing, thought Audrey under her sweaty face and panting breath.

“Aahhh… AAAaaaaaaa Nnnaaaooo!!! Naaaooo!!” Audrey tried to protest amid her forced moans, but her breasts were just loving what the Ugandan guards were doing! And her body was preparing for what she knew was coming next — these three men would each take their turn inside her! And she was going to be unable to stop herself from whimpering and moaning. She was a failed leftist! There was no hope left for her.

“Pl… Please-please… Aaaahhh… Be gentle… gentle… I’ll aaaahhhh… I’ll cooperate!… Be gentle…” Audrey asked the men as she kept voicing her forced pleasure. Bazil was loving it; this girl was such a fucking whore! They all were, but this one was especially easy to break!

In the background, Audrey saw Afiya being restrained by her arms as a third man savagely ripped off her yellow tank-top before aggressively destroying her bra.

The black girls started to scream as their mass rape began. Two trucks loaded with policemen and soldiers entered the place. More men to rape all these girls!

Word was getting around. There were quite a few policemen and soldiers who had learned about the three captive Britons; they came to have a crack at them!

Bazil had waited more than enough! He stopped pleasuring Audrey and pulled her shorts and panties all the way down and off her legs and feet. Then he quickly unzipped his uniform pants before grabbing Audrey’s legs and forcing them open!

Audrey kept silent, her chest panting up and down as the guards kept playing with her breasts. She fought the Ugandan man who was wrestling her legs open, but her body was so highly aroused that it prevented her to use all her strength.

Bazil shortly prevailed! He snuggly wedged himself between Audrey’s smooth legs of light-bronze splendour and savagely pushed his cock into her entrance. He yelled a loud “RRRaaaHHHRR!!!” as he victoriously entered the British student’s vagina! He began pounding her and raped her with unbriddled fury!

Mawejje stopped kissing Julia and slapped her hard! She yelped with pain and fright. Before she realized it, Julia stood topless in front of the prison commander, who had ripped her tank-top and her bra with such strength and power that she thought he was some superhuman being. She had never thought that a man could possess such overwhelming strength!

She was being raped by a human gorilla!

Mawejje made equally short work of her shorts and panties, uncovering the delicate bush of dark hair that only her dad had seen up to that point, when he had accidentally ran into her as she stepped out of the shower and she had forgotten to lock the door.

Julia felt her feet suddenly naked on the ground, after this gorilla-man had so easily slipped her shoes off that she didn’t realize it. She was now Eve-naked except for the torn ruins of her grey and black tank-top that still covered her shoulders and acted like curtains flanking the forbidden display of her brown-nipple breasts. She felt hands on her boobs; the guards!

With the guards holding her firmly, Julia was shown Mawejje’s immense dick, all veiny and full in its African glory! Then, she received it inside her and screamed out loud in shrill pain as her vagina was so suddenly and brutally stretched and forced open!

Her screams filled the entire courtyard. It was so ungodly painful! This monster held nothing back! And she had a secret that she only kept to herself; Julia was just as much a virgin as Samantha; she just didn’t look it the way Sammy did. She screamed even louder, feeling that the big Ugandan dick was going to splitter her in two halves!

And then it got even more painful. She heard the beast straining! Oh, God!

“It hurts! It hurts! No No No No Noooooo!!! Too big! Too big!!! NooaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaa…”

She looked down at the copulating tree… He was not even halfway in! Oh no!!! She knew this was going to be really painful, but she had completely underestimated the scale!

Julia was deflowered like this, in immense, searing pain, by this Mawejje Natukunda who was grunting like the human gorilla he was, looking down on her jiggling nipples and clearly enjoying every second of this copulating bliss at her painful expense! He was loving how incredibly tight she was!

He kept telling her about her rights as he raped her…

“So, you wanted to see a lawyer, he? UUHHH… UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH… Take this, you fucking British whore! UUUHHH… UUHHH… UUUUHHHH…. UUHHHHH… I’m going to show you what your rights are, bitch! UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH… Your rights are right here! Take this! This! And this! Here they are! Your fucking rights! UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH… UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH… UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH…”

On top of suffering in agonizing pain, Julia had to listen to this! And her figure was so tiny next to him! She felt his hands hurting her upper thighs and squeezing her butt as he held her tight against his impaling fury! She was forced to constantly brush her thighs against his huge, fleshy flanks, with his flab thankfully hidden under his uniform shirt!

The prison commander had his mouth wide open with unstoppable delight! She was such an amazing fuck! He felt her hips and butt, so incredibly soft under his hands!

“Oh, yeah!!! Yeah!!! Yeah!!! The white girl! The little student!!! We got her! She’s now raped! UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH… UHHH… UHHHH… UUUHHHHH…”

He just couldn’t hold it any longer! He looked at the white girl’s jiggling breasts, her bobbing face and her features, so pretty as they were being deformed by the monstrous pain… Her breasts! Under black hands! The guards! The white girl, gang-raped! Her father wasn’t there to watch! Too bad! She’s being shown what Africa really is! She’s going to enjoy this and…

“aaaaAAAA NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNRRRRRHHHHH!!!!”

Assistant Superintendent Mawejje Natukunda let out an immense scream of ponderous relief. His dick detonated inside the virgin Briton girl and Julia bitterly started sobbing as she felt the thick ropes flooding her destroyed virginity! Oh no… She had been saving this for the wonderful boy she knew she was going to meet. Now, nothing… Nothing but evil and pollution…

“AAAahhhrrrr…” Mawejje groaned as he blissfully exited his dick out of Julia. “Ohh she’s quite a fucking whore, this cute little bitch! Hey guys! Have her!”

The most senior guard, a Corporal, immediately forced Julia down on the ground, where he raped her missionary style with immense delight as the other guard knelt by her and held her arms firmly pinned on either sides of her head. She had no other option than to endure this second rape, just as painful and gross as the first one, as she kept screaming her pain against the Ugandan sky while her beautiful head of brown hair kept bobbing between the brown arms of the junior guard.

On top of this, she heard Samantha’s shrill screams of horror as she was being brutally gang-raped by the other guards!

Audrey was sharing their fate, but she was enduring the ordeal in whimpering silence. After Bazil had given her tribute with an exploding load of cum, he was now standing by and watching as the two guards were having their way with her. One man was holding her shoulders, while the other one was raping her with her delicious little legs and feet resting on his shoulders.

The guard pounded her in this position, listening to Audrey’s sweet sounds as she was unable to stop her moans, and then he let out a loud, victorious roar and screamed his bliss to her face! Audrey felt him dumping a massive load inside her. She was now nearing her climax.

The second guard took her and he nailed it! As he was raping her doggystyle with her down on all fours, Audrey screamed out loud as she was forced to sexually surrender…

“AAahh Noo!!! Noo AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaa AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhh!!!”

The Ugandan man smiled a mile wide as he kept banging her from behind, contemplating her hypnotizing butt as her gentle, teenage curves kept forcefully colliding against his coalblack hips! The man was fucking her with his pants down, every fiber of his dick feeling the tight glove of her pussy! After a short while, Audrey orgasmed again, even more intensely, as her pretty face kept sliding on the Ugandan soil while her protruding butt was a feast for her rapist’s eyes.

Then, the man dumped his load too… “NNNGGGGHHH!!!”

While Julia and Audrey were being given the sexual favors from the commander and Bazil, Bbombokka had the time of his life raping Samantha.

The cute little girl was so delicious! He knew she was attending university like the two other cunts, but it was hard to believe she was eighteen from looking at such a sweet, tender face. She must have had skipped a grade or two in high school!

Samantha had been screaming and wailing while shaking her head in frantic panic, her glasses remaining in place by some unexplainable miracle while her twin ponytails were flailing about her lovely face!

The sound of ripping fabric had killed her innocence as Bbombokka had brutally uncovered and violated the forbidden softness of her breasts. He had commented on the paleness of her nipples and the milky whiteness of her British breasts while urgently removing the rest of her clothes.

She was presently stark naked except for her small tennis shoes. The two guards held her pinned with her back on the ground while she broke her high-pitched voice in frantic screaming as her legs were being spread wide open!

Bbombokka commented on her thick tuft of hair before he ruthlessly pushed his cock against her very narrow opening! He had liberally polished his cock with saliva, but her virgin cunt was fiercely resisting the African invader. This made the rape all the more interesting.

The tall, strong man strained and pushed, his cock feeling the beginning of her inner tightness. He immensely enjoyed her shrill screams as he pushed and pushed and pushed…

“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Don’t!!! Nooooo!!! I’m virgin! Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

Bbombokka kept pushing, and pushing. She was a tough nut to crack!

Then, the dam suddenly gave way and the flow of savagery was let in!

Samantha’s eyes became saucer-wide under her nerdy glasses as she felt the searing pain suddenly burning her stretched inner walls. It was as if a baseball bat had just been introduced inside her pussy with the most brutal force!

Her small hands made powerless fists as she strained under the men’s grip. The eighteen-year-old girl screamed in deafening agony as the officer-ranked policeman began hammering her with repeated dick thrusts, imposing a brutal rhythm to this quiet library girl.

Samantha’s father was a Captain in the Army, so she recognized the rank’s insignia’s on his black shoulder pads. This man raping her had a rank equivalent to a British Army Lieutenant. She felt his face right against hers, some saliva spilling on her cheek as he kept on banging her!

At one point, before he was finished, he exited her and changed the position. He laid himself down, crossway from her and leaning into her with his erect dick pointing between her legs. She was too stunned to keep resisting. Bbombokka grabbed her thighs and leaning on his flanks, he speared his dick back inside her now-wet pussy!

He raped the petite Samantha in this position, sideways, with a perfect side view on her jiggling breasts as he kept her thin legs firmly propped up, watching her tennis shoes that now looked so out of place as they covered the feet of a naked girl!

Samantha kept screaming and wailing with a weakening voice as the officer’s black dick kept painfully raping her, until he finally sensed the no-return delight taking hold of him. Bbombokka accelerated his pace to a mad frenzy and his mouth was forced wide open as his dick blissfully exploded inside the teenage girl!

Bbombokka was positively astonished! His dick became alive and independent. It shot several shots of cum inside the Briton girl with unstoppable power! The cumshots were dumped in a quick, throbbing tempo and they added up to a really massive load while the rapist couldn’t stop screaming his bliss!

Wow! Bbombokka knew that raping this girl was going to be good, but he had no idea it would be this good! He sure was going to take a second turn inside her!

TO BE CONTINUED.

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  • Reply Anonymous ID:gnrvcvoid

    Do ugandans do that realy

  • Reply A ID:7ylrenaoib

    Complete lack of excitement and not a shred or erotic content. Way to long and drawn out to be exciting. couldn’t get hard if I tried reading this.