Something was pulling on my hair, shaking my head. In my dreamy, sleep-induced stupor, I imagined a super-huge dragon fly had landed on my head, and was clutching at my hair, trying to pick me up and fly away with me.
Then I heard his voice shouting in my ear, and I was wide awake; a chill ran down my spine as I abruptly remembered where I was.
In the darkness of the cave, Sparkle-Eyes roughly gripped my hair; he was trying to make me move from my comfortable sleep position beside him. I had no choice but to go where he was guiding me.
I should have known---he wanted me kneeling between his legs. He was naked down below; his robe had been pulled up to his belly.
I couldn't see anything in the dark, but I felt his hard cock slap against my cheekbone. I remembered the excruciating pain the night before when I refused to obey him, and he'd crushed my balls with his strong hand---I immediately wet my lips and sucked his cockhead into my mouth.
I heard him moan, and he released my hair and lay back to enjoy the services of his newly acquired prisoner of war.
My tongue traced along a bulging vein that ran from the base of his shaft to the crown. I teased and licked the underside of the stiff shaft, remembering how he'd responded the previous evening.
Suddenly, both his hands were beside my face, and I became frightened he was going to hurt me again. Instead, he pushed my head lower, and my lips came in contact with his scrotum; he was holding it in his hand for me to service
I kissed and licked his balls then one-by-one, took each between my lips and gently sucked and rolled them around my mouth using my tongue.
He grunted his satisfaction with my performance then pulled my hair back up to his cock. He was now ready for the main event.
I had quickly learned the better I sucked his cock, the quicker the humiliating ordeal would be done. I set about pleasuring him the best I could.
Suddenly, the cave was awash with light. I continued sucking, but out of the side of my eyes I saw movement near the fire. I heard Eddy and Georgie complaining as they were roused from their sleep, then dragged beside the fire and placed on their knees. Like I was, they were still naked, too.
The Taliban soldiers formed two lines before them; their hands massaging their morning hard-ons. My heart sank for my friends. I became tense.
I wondered what Eddy would do. With a clear head after a full night's sleep, I couldn't imagine he would obediently submit to their perverted demands. He didn't---and paid an awful price for it.
Four men converged on him holding him still, while the biggest soldier crushed Eddy's balls in his hand then lifted his entire body off the ground, holding him by his scrotum.
Eddy's blood-curdling scream echoed thru-out the cave. I jerked my head off Sparkle-Eyes cock and shouted at the soldiers.
"STOP-IT---STOP-IT---LEAVE-HIM-ALONE!!"
I didn't see Sparkle-Eyes hand until it was too late. He slapped my face so hard I fell backwards. Bright stars swirled and danced before my eyes. Tears of shock and rage filled my eyes.
My moment of truth had come via a slap to my face.
I was on the ground rubbing my sore cheek; I watched Sparkle-Eyes angry face shouting at me and pointing at his cock; I looked over and saw Georgie eagerly pleasing the man in his mouth; then I watched Eddy.
The soldiers allowed him precious few seconds to recover from his painful torture before they pulled him to his knees once again.
This time, beside the man standing before his mouth, soldiers stood on either side of him and forced his hands around their manly cocks. They forced him to stroke their erections while he sucked the cock in front of him.
The soldier laughed as he grabbed Eddy's ears and began to viciously push-and-pull his head back-and-forth as he rammed his cock in-and-out of Eddy's mouth.
Eddie no longer protested. In fact, he seemed to be cooperating with the soldiers and eagerly pleasured the three pulsating cocks.
Sparkle-Eyes shouted at me louder. It was now or never. I could fight him like a man and die with my pride and dignity intact, or submit like a scared and frightened weasel and without a doubt, become a Taliban cocksucker the rest of my life.
Please, do not judge me, dear readers. Many of you insist you would choose death over slavery; that the only honorable solution would be to fight them and die a miserable, painful death. That it is better to die like a hero than live like a coward.
I pray to God that you are never in the position to have to make that choice.
I resumed my position on my knees, between his wide-splayed legs, used my hands to caress his cock and balls, and sucked his cock into my mouth.
Low laughter resonated deep within his throat. He clasped his hands together behind his neck, and lay back and watched with a self-satisfied smirk on his face as I serviced his cock.
To the victor goes the spoils...
Not long afterwards, Sparkle-Eyes gave me two pieces of what appeared to be beef jerky.
Knowing these animals, and the way they live, I thought, it was probably goat-jerky.
He motioned for me to eat. I was starving and bit off a chunk; I had no idea what it was, but it wasn't too awful, and the flavor at least masked the taste of Sparkle-Eyes greasy cum.
When we were finished eating, Sparkle-Eyes barked orders to his men. I was pulled to my feet by my hair, and two men dressed me in a loose-fitting robe. I was given worn sandals to put on my feet then lastly, someone wrapped my head in what I thought to be a scarf. I couldn't see or breathe thru the scarf and briefly panicked.
I was held still as a soldier used a knife and cut tiny slits thru the fabric over my eyes and nose. When they were done, it reminded me of photos I'd seen of women in this country: totally covered from head-to-foot--- not one area of flesh exposed.
They pushed me in the opposite direction from where we entered the cave. We would pass-by Eddy and Georgie and I was able to catch one last glimpse of them.
They were still naked on their knees; their heads lowered, hands by their sides; as we walked by them the last thing I saw was a soldier walk-up to Eddy, and tap him on the head.
Eddy immediately raised his head, took the man's scrotum and erect shaft in his hands then quickly sucked the man's cockhead into his mouth.
My heart was torn into a million pieces. It was too painful to watch. He was no longer the Eddy I had known. They'd broken his spirit and crushed his soul.
He was now just like me: a Taliban cocksucker and sex-boy.
Someone shoved me from behind; he wanted me to keep pace with the soldier ahead of me. We were walking into darkness.
