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SECOND CHANCE
Chapter 4
Guljana huddled close to the white girl to keep warm. Once their crying had subsided, she tried to communicate but her English was so poor! "Guljana," she pointed to herself, "me Guljana am - you ams?"
"A-alexa. I'm called Alexa. Guljana, where are you from? Can you understand me?"
Guljana shrugged in confusion, and then it dawned what the girl - what Alexa had asked. "Kandahar - me, err my...home Kandahar." She used her hands to help explain. "Much bad, much bomb from high! In truck away...many soldiers fights all dies not me. New men me take here, me take jet." She was sobbing. "Go wheres? Is very bad more!" She hid her face in her hands. Ohh there was so much she was desperate to tell but she didn't know the words!
Alexa was crying again too but Guljana knew it was from pain. "You hurt bads?"
"M-my breasts! Please, Guljana please help me!" Guljana didn't understand but saw the anguished girl nodding towards her chest. There were hard things pushing out under the red shiny cloth over Alexa's nipples. She knelt down but couldn't work out how the garment opened - there were no buttons, no laces, and only a black strip down the front. "Th-the zip! Under my chin - PLEEASE!!!" Guljana tugged on a silver ring and stared in amazement at the way the sides of the zip began to open. She pulled the zip right down as far as she could and gazed at the milky-white skin of this foreigner. Alexa whimpered when Guljana pulled the suit open to expose her breasts. Her nipples were a deep, angry red from the remorseless bite of the clamps. The girl's eyes widened at the sight of the golden rings through the tips. "T--take them off! Please, get them off me!" Guljana fingered the first metal device, trying to understand how it worked. She squeezed the ends...
"YAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Alexa screamed uncontrollably as blood rushed back into her bruised flesh. Guljana gently pressed her hand over Alexa's mouth - they mustn't alert the guard! She reached for the other nipple clamp and did the only thing she could think of to silence the poor girl's scream - she kissed her. "AAAAIIIIIIEEEEMMMMMMPPPHH!!!!!!!!" Alexa's breast felt as if the lighter was burning her again! She wailed into Guljana's sweet mouth and twisted in her fetters. The kiss went on longer than necessary. Guljana's tongue darted questingly inside the foreign girl's mouth. She paused, their eyes locked together. She withdrew and put her face down to the girl's chest. As she licked the injured nipple, Alexa shrank back fearing more pain. But she was so tender, so sweet! Guljana attended to the other breast. Despite her torments, Alexa felt very aroused by this dark-skinned creature. They kissed again and Guljana held her tightly.
One of the other girls hissed at them in a language Alexa didn't understand. "Look at the dirty mule with her lover!" The cruel words stung Guljana, and she reddened angrily.
"What is it? Guljana, what did she say?" Alexa looked concerned.
"Not say - bad thing!" Guljana's mother had been raped by a Russian Officer and her birth had brought great shame on her family. Guljana had been taunted and spat on at school, and called 'the mule' by the other girls because of her lighter skin and blonde hair. Once, she tried rubbing dirt in her hair to make it darker - her grandfather had beaten her severely for her troubles.
"Guljana, tell me - please!" Alexa's voice was gentle.
Guljana had never had a friend before and this girl was so nice to her! "She say we, err, you-me we...loves!" Now this girl would hate her too! But she was smiling - Alexa was smiling at her!
"Never mind them - Guljana, I like that. Its nice - you're nice! Please...kiss me again? It helps the pain. Please?" Guljana turned and sneered at her tormentor then gave her new friend-love a sensuous full-mouthed kiss.
"Whelp-bitch of a traitor-whore!" The girls shouted insults until the guard thrust an electric prod through the bars of their cage and ordered them to be silent. Luckily, he didn't bother to come down the aisle to the end cell where Alexa and Guljana had found merciful comfort from their tender embrace - a brief haven in the hell of their lives.
The dusky-skinned girl plied her with so many questions. Alexa tried her best to answer but the language barrier and her immense discomfort didn't help. "Alexa, you have babies?"
"No. I can't - I've been sterilized." Guljana frowned at the difficult word. "What about you?"
Guljana lowered her eyes. "I not be with a mans that way - only in mouth and..." She shrugged, lost for the right word then pointed to her backside. Alexa felt guilty for asking, realizing the naked girl had been kept a virgin but she had been used in other ways. Guljana couldn't tell her that a Talib commander had kept her chained naked in his cellar. He would make her dance to banned Western music, calling her 'Brit-neespir ' then repeatedly raped her in her mouth and backside. He was keeping her hymen intact as she was going to be a 'gift to a great hero'. The commander was fleeing with his men when they were ambushed by the soldiers. They had discovered her tied and gagged under a tarpaulin. But they didn't let her go...
Alexa watched the dusky-skinned beauty sitting quietly, lost in her own thoughts. "Guljana, where is your family - your mother and father?" The Afghani girl looked so sad, she immediately regretted asking. "Sorry - you don't need to..."
"My abu," her eyes were brimming with tears, "he Colonel KGB take umma she capture - he make her h-have baby m-me!" The drips ran down her face, making Alexa ache with pity. "M-my umma s-she stand on...on m-mine! I very much y-young sh-she d-d..." The last syllable escaped the poor girl's throat as a broken whisper. The painful silence was broken only by Guljana's heart-rending sobs and by the hissed insults from the other girls.
"Ohhh Guljana - come here. I can't hold you but let me kiss you!" It took all her inner strength not to join in the Afghani girl's mournful weeping. She crawled over and held tightly to Alexa - like a frightened little girl alone in an alien world of cruel men and machines. Finally, the sobs reduced to an occasional sniffle.
"Alexa, what happen...us? What we go?"
"You mean where?"
"Yes - where...sorry."
"Hey, don't be sorry! You're doing good!" Guljana looked blankly at her. "You speak OK!" She was rewarded with a brilliant smile that grew from the corners of Guljana's mouth, revealing perfect white teeth. Alexa thought her companion would bring any catwalk to a standstill if she'd been a model. Her innocent smile was so heart-rending to Alexa. She had no idea what was going on, what kind of life faced her. "Guljana, we are going to America. You, me - slaves. Do you understand?"
The smile dissolved into a shocked 'O' as Guljana rocked back on her heels. America - USA? Why? The other word that Alexa used - she tried to remember what it meant...a servant? No! 'Abdah' - a slave-girl!!! It all suddenly made horrible sense. The way the soldiers stripped her naked and carried her in chains onto the big plane. She wasn't a prisoner - she was a slave! Guljana fell silent and turned her head away so Alexa wouldn't see her fresh tears.
There was a loud whirring sound and the plane seemed to be dipping. Guljana wailed and gripped the cage bars in fright. The other girls where shrieking and whimpering. Alexa watched and tried to soothe the panicking girl. "Hey, its OK - we're only land...UUUUUUUUUGGGHHHHH!!!!!!" The sudden thump of the undercarriage touching the runway made her slam down on the violation belt, jarring her insides dreadfully. Guljana went flying across the cage and lay in a crumpled, keening heap on the floor. When they came to a stop, the guard was rattling a stick on the bars, shouting "Welcome to the good old US of A, cunts!" He sniggered cruelly. "Land of the free, home of the great American dream - but not for dirty sluts like you!" He didn't care that only one slave understood his words. They were all only fit to be fuck-meat...
Guljana and Alexa were the last to be removed from the cages. The guard took great pleasure in tightly fettering and gagging the naked Afghani bitch before yanking a hood down over her head. He turned to Alexa and released her ankle chain from the floor ring. She yelped when the lock that had pinned the back of her violation belt was freed from the wall. He held the tip of the cruel penis gag against her mouth. "Come on, cunt! Open up!" Alexa had no choice. She was taken completely by surprise when he deliberately thrust the gag in as fast as possible, nearly making her retch in shock. He paused and sniffed her hair. Then he licked the side of her face, making her shiver in revulsion. "You and me babe," he whispered, "some day I'll have you to play with on our own. I'll split you apart on a meat bayonet!" He kissed her lightly on her forehead and drew the black spandex hood down then fastened the buckle strap under her quivering chin. Alexa staggered up when the leash chain was jerked behind her head and trotted blindly into the faint light of a New World dawn.
"Put them in the trunk, please." It was her master's voice. She stumbled and bumped against Guljana as they made their pitiful way down the steps and across the cold concrete to the waiting limo.
Alexa could hear the muffled voice of the Senator. "Charles, I'd like to sample that Afghani creature if she survives. And as for the little experiment with your slave, remember there's a bottle of Scotch riding on that one!"
What did he mean? What experiment? The lid of the trunk slammed down and they sped off to their destination, cramped and lying on top of each other among the rest of the luggage. The limo swung onto the freeway beneath a sign that proudly proclaimed 'Welcome to America!
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