For a few minutes after the lights went out, absolutely nothing happened. Gitte was the first to move. She had been just sort of moaning to herself when the lights went out. That jolted her back to reality. Her ass hurt like hell, and her pussy was a little sore.
With no lights, the tent was very dark. There were no windows in it, and there were just cracks of sunlight coming in through some of the seams in the canvas. Gitte blinked a couple of times, and half-walked, half-stumbled over towards where the exit was. She got there, and flipped the lights back on. Then she almost passed out from what she saw.
Ruth was sitting in a chair, with her legs propped over the arms to expose her pussy. The general was also completely unconscious. Lee was practically next to Gitte at the door. The colonel had collapsed down onto her knees and was swaying from side to side. Sue Lynn was lying on the floor on her stomach, motionless. Gitte had to look for a minute to see enough motion to be sure Colonel Fairchild was even breathing.
Then she saw her sister. Gertie was sitting in a chair just like Ruth. Not only was her pussy exposed, but Gertie was holding onto her lips and stretching it open. But it was her eyes that were really spooking Gitte. Gertie's eyes were staring straight ahead, not blinking. Her sister wasn't seeing anything, and it didn't look like she had a clue where she was.
Gitte ran over to her sister and tried shaking her out of it. "Gertie WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Then she began to pull Gertie's hands away from her cunt.
Her sister blinked a couple of times, and then pushed her twin away. Quickly, she put her hands back down and got her vagina pulled open again. "I'VE GOT TO SHOW THE PUSSY!!! I'VE GOT TO SHOW THE PUSSY!!! They'll do things to me, if I DON'T SHOW THE PUSSY!!! OH GOD!! Gertie stretched her lips apart and began to quietly sob.
Gitte shook here again. "C'mon Gert, snap out of it. There's no one here anymore, no one is going to hurt you. C'mon let go. Try and stand up."
Gertie blinked again, and gradually looked around. It took a few more minutes, but she gradually realized that the five women were indeed alone. There was no audience any more, and there was no one to show her vagina to. Slowly, she let go of her pussy, and sagged down in the chair. She pulled her legs back from over the arms, and just put them down in front of her. The sergeant tried to stand up, but a wave of nausea hit her, and she was afraid she was going to faint. Gertie put her head down, and tried to make herself breathe normally. Meanwhile, Gitte was making her way over to Lee.
Lee Kwan's legs had given way. After people stopped fingering her, she just collapsed. The she felt someone's arm over her shoulder. For a moment she tensed up, afraid someone was going to stick fingers back insider her. But then she realized it was Gitte. Slowly, she looked around and saw that everyone had left. There was no one around to abuse her any more. Slowly, she made her way back to her feet and somehow made it to a chair. She collapsed into the seat, while Gitte went back to check on her sister.
Gertie was sitting normally and her breathing was even, so Gitte went to check on Sue Lynn. The colonel was still lying on the floor, completely out. Gitte gently rolled Sue Lynn over, and then began patting her face to try and wake her up. It took a few minutes, but Sue Lynn's eyes finally opened.
It took the colonel a few seconds to realize that no one was fucking her in the ass. And then a few seconds more to realize her hole still really hurt. God, it had taken a pounding. She waved up at Gitte that she was all right, and then slowly made her way to her feet. A few moans escaped as she got up, but she made it. She could still feel her abused anus continue to spasm, though.
Finally, Gitte went to check on Ruth. Like Sue Lynn, the general was completely unconscious. Gertie had been butt fucked and abused before whatever happened to Ruth, so she hadn't seen Ruth get pounded and then repeatedly masturbated. She really didn't know what had happened to Ruth, she just knew that given her current condition it must have been really rough.
Gently, she lifted Ruth's head off her chest and tried to wake her up. It took longer to bring her around than it had Sue Lynn, but finally Ruth opened her eyes.
"P-PLease, PLEASE, I can't CUM ANY MORE!!" Ruth screamed as she came to. Her eyes weren't focused, all she knew was someone was holding her head up. She was sure her clit was going to be worked on again. Sadly, she reached down to pull it out for whoever wanted to play with it. She was trying to do as required but her hands were too shaky and wouldn't move right. Then her eyes cleared, and she realized it was Gitte looking at her.
Ruth looked around and realized it was over. Everyone had left, and no one was waiting to play with her clit. Her ass hurt like hell, and her pussy was sore beyond belief, but at least it was done.
It was a good half-hour before the abused women managed to get themselves pulled together and get dressed. After that, they stumbled out of the tent to their cars. The bright sunlight of the afternoon hurt their eyes, but they adjusted quickly. Slowly, and very carefully, the ladies headed away from the tent and back home.
After they got home, none of the ladies felt like doing anything for the rest of the day. In fact, even the next morning when they woke up, all of them were still shaken from what they had been put through. By that afternoon, all five women were convinced they couldn't take any more. The problem was none of them knew any way to avoid it.
The next day, all of the women had to return to work. They were still shaky, but they had to return to the base and to their duties. If they didn't people might start to wonder, and Dear God, they couldn't have anyone on base know what they had done.
After lunch, the five of them met in Ruth's office. As they began to talk, they all realized how desperate they were to end the abuse. All of them agreed they would do anything to avoid any more displaying and public stuffing of their still very sore holes. Well, anything but going to prison.
Ruth's anus was particularly tender. After the repeated stinging, and then the long butt fuck from that huge dick, her rectum still burned like crazy. Sitting down was awful, and going to the bathroom was something to simply be dreaded at the moment. That pain was enough to motivate Ruth to decide that a desperate situation called for a desperate plan.
Gingerly, Ruth sat down in her chair and waited for the pain in her anal ring to let up. Then she shared her idea with the group.
"Ok, we all agree we can't take any more of this. I have an idea that might get us out. But it's risky, and if it doesn't work we will be in so much trouble."
Lee almost giggled. "Ruth, how much more trouble could we possibly be in?"
"Lee, just listen. We can't stop doing this, because that group has enough on all of us for us to go to prison if they talk."
"Yeah, Ruth, we all know that."
"Well, what if we had something on them to trade."
"That would be great, but we don't. We don't even know any of them well enough to know anything about them."
"Yes, that would be true of Mr. Vineti and the rest of that group, but now Dwight Cutter is involved."
"So what?"
"Do any of you know General Victor Stanton?"
"Yeah, he's a two-star at a base in Nevada. And he's a total asshole. What's he got to do with anything?" It was Sue Lynn who answered. She had met General Stanton in several meetings.
"Well, he just might be the answer to our problems."
"How the Hell can he be the answer?" Sue Lynn was totally lost. "Weren't you assigned to him years ago, when you were a junior officer? I thought you hated his guts."
"Oh, I do. He made me suck his dick almost every day. I can't even count the number of loads I swallowed for that slimeball. And I get a little sick at my stomach even thinking about it. But he thinks he's the greatest military mind ever, and he hates Dwight Cutter."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah, Dwight is at least 10 years younger than him, and already a two-star. And he's in charge of multiple bases, while General Stanton is simply commander of a base in the middle of nowhere. Stanton retires in a year or two, and he can't understand why Dwight was given an assignment that he thinks he should have gotten."
"Oh, I can tell you." Sue Lynn couldn't help saying it. "It's because Dwight Cutter isn't a moron like he is."
"Also, true. You and I know that the only reason Vince made general in the first place was because of his family. In fact, the army is simply trying put him somewhere he can't screw up too badly before he retires. But Vince doesn't know that. Like I said, he thinks he's a military genius, and that Dwight must have done something sleazy to get better assignments than him."
"Again, so?"
"Well, if I were to call him and tell him that General Cutter was blackmailing female officers and taking sexual advantage of them, I'm sure he would love to use that to take Dwight down."
"Could he?"
"You have to remember how army ranks work. Even though Dwight has a much bigger assignment, rank is by seniority. Since they are both two-stars, technically Vince outranks Dwight. Given the right information, he could certainly have Dwight relieved."
"Ok, so you said this was risky, given where we all are, what are these horrible risks?" It was Gitte speaking up now. But she was really speaking for everyone else in the room. From what Ruth had said, there actually might be a light at the end of this horrid tunnel.
"Well, first, I have to tell enough of our story to Vince for him to believe it and take action on it, without him figuring out that it's us I'm talking about. And I've really got to make sure he doesn't find out what we did to get into this much trouble. Otherwise, he'll simply be the one putting us into prison instead of Tony and his little group."
"Second, if we do convince him to help it better work. If it doesn't, and Dwight finds out what we did, I don't even want to think about what he'll do to us."
"Okay, but even if it works, I don't see how this gets us out of trouble. Dwight isn't the one running this." Gitte was asking the question that had them all confused.
"True, but Dwight will not want to lose his command and his career. When Vince accuses Dwight, I will tell Dwight what's going on. And I'll offer to change my story to Vince if Dwight calls off Tony and his group. Dwight should have enough influence to manage that."
"Ok, but even if that works, Vince will hate our guts. It will make him look like a complete idiot."
"So, he is a complete idiot. Besides, he knows nothing about us, so he has no way to get back at us. He'll look like he falsely accused a fellow officer out of jealousy, and probably be forced to retire immediately. Not that I really give a Damn what happens to that total asshole. So what do you all say?"
Lee was all in immediately. Anything that stopped her having to offer her vagina to strangers, and to avoid the public butt fucking that she still had coming was worth trying. She frankly didn't see any risk. Lee really didn't see any way it could get worse.
The other 3 weren't so sure. They kind of thought that they had survived this much, surely they could make it through the rest. But gradually, Lee and Ruth convinced them that it was worth a try. Sue Lynn and the twins had to admit that not being publicly fucked any more was very appealing.
With the plan agreed on, Ruth picked up the phone to put their idea into action. Now that they were all in, she wanted to make the call before anyone changed her mind. Of course, she would have been much less excited if she knew that Tony and his entire group were in his office listening to every word that was said.
"So, Dwight, could Ruth actually cause us a problem with this General Stanton?" While Ruth was making her call, Tony was already busy assessing the situation.
"I really don't know. Most of what Ruth said is true. Vince Stanton is a jealous asshole, and he would love to take me down. And, let's be real, if word got out of what I was doing with you and what I am hiding from the army, my career would be over."
