Chinese Incursion in Eastern Ladakh, Didn't Go As Planned, Chapter 9

The Indians start playing some games. They force Fédéric and Fabrice to rape Noémie. They take three girls and submit them to a massive bukkake.

WHITE TOURISTS ATTACKED, PART 2

The Indians had so much fun! They just kept at it, defiling the white tourists in front of their tied-up boyfriends.

It was agreed that Noémie had the best booty in the bunch. As soon as they held her naked in their midst, they all got hard from seeing her child-bearing hips and the white vastness of her buttocks. A gorgeous sight indeed.

After the initial rape frenzy where they enjoyed her while observing her distorted face as she cried with shimmering tears and her head just kept bobbing on and on, after this initial feast where no less than eight men quickly cummed inside her, they turned her around and most of the men whistled and roared, often in absolute surprise, as they saw her pale moons... A butt that offered such a strong feminine presence in soft curves that expanded from her slim waist.

The big Corporal who had been the first inside her just nodded at his mates, who immediately forced Noémie to kindly bend over, where her ass was offered even more crudely.

Then, the stout Indian, now naked, stood behind the French girl and enjoyed this moment of absolute victory, and as he listened to her pleas and her pitiful squealing, he held his massive erection and pushed inside her, very brutally, and it slid right inside her juice- and cum-drenched pussy.

The large man held nothing back. He went right to town, holding her at the crease of her hips, where the others looked at her curves with satisfaction. The white girl was so hot and exotic!

Noémie began to make loud whimpers, sounding like, "AA-haaa! Aa-haaa! Aa-haa, aaa-haaa, aah-aaaaa, Non! non! non! (No! no! No!) A-haaa! Aa-haa! Aa-haaa! aa-haahaaa aaaaaaaaa..."

While the Corporal grunted and was 100% committed to the rape he was inflicting... "HRRR! HRRR! HRRR! HRR! HRRR! HRRR! HRRRR! HRR, HHRRR! HRRR! HRRRR!!"

Slobber was freely dripping off his open mouth as he couldn't stop looking at the raging bumping of flesh between them, where the clash of civilizations was taking place between her soft curves, her pale moons that got brutally flattened on every stroke, and his Indian frame, with brown skin that made a powerful statement. The unthinkable was indeed happening!

The barbaric rape ended with a doggystyle frenzy. Frédéric painfully watched with a painful erection as Noémie's ass became a pale blur with the thin shadow of her bum crack where the violation was rushed into a powerful finish, then the burly Corporal exhaled and huffed and puffed...

"HHHNNNMM! GGGGGGGGGGGHHHH FF FFUCK-nnmmGGGGGGHGHHG OOOOOOOAAAA..."

The French tourist cried as she heard this. He was hurting her waist where he clenched her for dear life as he blissfully emptied his balls.

As soon as he was out and had slapped her ass, the next man—the same swarthy, skinny officer who had deflowered Nancy by pinning her flat on her stomach under him—rushed at Noémie and with a cry of victory, "YES!! We're fucking their women!" he invaded her and began pounding her, grabbing her hips while resuming the heated fiesta of bum pounding.

He was soon done, and after Noémie endured this sickening growl-punctuated eruption, she understood that it was just the beginning, that her ordeal was still young. The swarthy rape had merely set the tone for more of the same. She tried, hopelessly tried to make peace with her fate, but she couldn't keep herself from being angry at life and at God for allowing this to happen.

"This is all your fault, Frédéric! All your fault! We should have gone to Australia like I told you!"

And she kept blaming her boyfriend as the rapes went on and on unabated, as each Indian soldier enjoyed her from behind while calling her a cheap white slut, a white cum dump for Indians.

A Sergeant with a potent eight incher pulled out of Noémie and splattered her wide butt with his hot seed... "AAHRRRRRRRRR... YEAAHHH!!! WE WON!!! And this is the rezz-UUULT HHHGGHGHGH!!!"

The nearby men patted their Sergeant on his meaty back while admiring the pools and rivers of glistening cum on Noémie's pale moons. This was a perfect gang-fuck!

Noémie kept blaming her boyfriend, and the swarthy officer had enough of this.

"Now," he said, "now you shut the fuck up and you suck dick. We'll also get your boyfriend here behind you so he can punish you like the bad girlfriend you are!!!"

As the officer gave the orders, Noémie understood enough of his English to realize they were about to force Frédéric to rape her, his own girlfriend... She panicked!

"NOOO! NOooooo, please don't!!! DON'T!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" She spoke French in her distress.

The men just laughed and quickly untied Frédéric, who first took a piss, since he had been holding it for quite a while. After freeing his bladder, Frédéric remembered he felt adrenaline-horny.

He rushed at his girlfriend, screaming like a banshee! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH Espèce de petite salope blanche!!!" (AAAA... You dirty little white slut!)

And Frédéric put his hands on Noémie. He was surprised by the extreme effect her hourglass figure had on him. He had touched her bare bottom many times, but this time, the experience was out of this world! But it was fraught with horror and wild confusion amid happy-sounding cheers and catcalls.

He forcibly penetrated her, and amid the laughing soldiers, he began raping his girlfriend, calling her a "salope blanche" and pounding her with all he had. Noémie took his fierce ramming crying, whimpering and squealing. She kept calling her name and begging him to stop, but Frédéric wouldn't hear of this. He just kept pounding her like a cheap slut while calling her "Salope blanche! Salope blanche!!!"

Amid all her squealing and begging, Noémie started to emit strange sounds akin to pain, but Frédéric knew she was getting wildly aroused. She was getting close to a climax.

"Merde!!" (Shit!!) Frédéric hollered as he realized he was passing his no-return point, and he upped his pace and blissfully bombarded his girlfriend with a massive load that left him breathless with wobbling legs. What a fucking rush! Fucking Noémie had never been so extreme and intense! It was intense, but also sad and horrific.

The soldiers congratulated Frédéric with punches to his face and hits in his stomach. They reminded him he was their prisoner and not their mate.

They handcuffed him back to his former predicament, and forced him to lie down with his face right where he had peed.

Then, the swarthy officer looked around through the ongoing orgy of rapes, and he spotted the Senegalese boyfriend.

Fabrice lay down, crying, as he witnessed the Tandoori special being inflicted on his brunette girlfriend. Julie was being held bent-over, and while one turban man was pressing himself against her bottom and enjoying a grunting doggystyle fiesta, another man kept her head in a deadlock where he was deeply invested in the act of face-raping her.

The Tandoori Special was simply their way of speaking of a spit-roasting event, and to them it was a variant of the Tandoori shake 'n' bake, about which more will be said later.

Fabrice was bitterly crying. "Julie... Ohh, ma pauvre petite Julie..." (... Ooh, my poor little Julie)

The Senegalese boyfriend looked on, with some measure of fascination, just as both Indian men cummed at the same time!

Julie's mouth got flooded with Tandoori sauce, just as the man railing her pressed her waist between his hands and shivered from head to toe as he GRrrrrrrhhh Graced her pussy with what felt to him like a full gallon of hot chutney that forcefully shot out of his fuck-pressured cock.

The General witnessed this magnificent event while drinking a beer. He walked to where Noémie was being kept, and he poured some beer on the soft vastness of her booty, which the General then licked after stooping down. And he licked on, very avidly while holding her white splendor with both hands.

"Wow! Now, this is a fabulous white-girl butt! Fa-aabulous!" he commented, just as the swarthy officer was coming back with two soldiers escorting Fabrice.

Fabrice saw Noémie. Her butt! He had often dreamed of seeing her in the nude, and yes, thinking about a great fuck with her, outdoors, or perhaps a threesome with Julie, or a foursome involving Frédéric. But then, he suddenly realized why they had fetched him and felt very ashamed as he became aware he was trying not to grin.

"Now girl, we're going to see what you sound like when a nigger is fucking you!" the swarthy, bearded officer bellowed with an evil smile under his green turban.

"Noooo! Please! I refuse!!! I'll suck all your dicks! I'm a good girl! But please, please, nooo! Not a... Not a, not a Negro! No Negroes!!!"

Frédéric was so shocked! Noémie had just said the N-word!!! He felt he needed a new girlfriend. No, he couldn't keep dating a racist bitch!

"Allez, vas-y Fabrice! Punis-la, punis-la, la salope raciste!" (Come on, let's go Fabrice! Punish her! Punish this dirty racist slut!) Frédéric heard himself shout.

Frédéric realized the real reason why he did this. He had just found a justification for watching Noémie getting railed by a Senegalese without feeling overly ashamed.

"AAhh, putain!" (Oohh, God!) Frédéric let out as Fabrice undressed himself without anyone's help, and his massive erection jutted out in plain sight, so massively dark brown. Noémie shrieked as if it were a monster alien about to eat her. It was all-African, very juicy and swollen, and its circumcised fist was pointing right at her!

Fabrice walked to Noémie, who was now frantically screaming and begging the Indians not to let this Negro touch her, telling them she was OK with being their regiment's slut, but "please, please, no Negroes! No Negrooes!"

"You're just a fucking racist bitch!" the swarthy officer barked.

"Yeah! Yeah! A racist leftist! Now, you, dirty nigger, use her! She had it coming!" the General added.

Like a scene from a surreal dream, Frédéric saw Fabrice and his king-size cock touching Noémie, who sounded like she was being skinned alive and eviscerated with a king cobra biting her ass, where Fabrice put his hands and began gently caressing her.

"Ooohhh, que c'est bon de la toucher!! (Ohh, it feels so good to be touching her! ...) Ohh, Noémie!!!" Fabrice said as he ran his hands and explored her vast curves.

Noémie had to be held in place by three well-built Sikhs.

Fabrice couldn't wrap his head around what was happening. Like in a slow motion movie, he takes hold of his eight-inch cock and enters the tip inside Noémie's entrance. He goes gently, but she shrieks just as if ten cobras were biting her.

Noémie keeps shrieking the whole time. Fabrice groans like a king of the jungle! He begins shaking and pounding her, finding a steady rhythm, his dark hands never leaving her contrasting buns. He enjoys her tight, hot glove around his further-swelling cock! Unbelievable! His pillar is now a steady piston! Her first big black cock!

Noémie keeps shrieking and her voice breaks and turns husky.

"Ah oui! Oui! Ah, que c'est bon de la violer! Noémie!" (Oh, yes! Yes! Oh, it feels so good to rape her! ...)

Fabrice keeps uttering those words amid the heat, amid his grunting, while he goes on, shaking and bumping her pure-white curves against him. It's a beautiful rape! Interracial and highly contrasting! Noémie is frantic! She goes nuclear! She writhes and jerks, going mad like a headless hen. The soldiers strain to keep her from bolting out.

Frédéric watch this. Fabrice's manly pillar. Black! So intensely dark! It's a piston of jungle heat where it meets the pale curves of Noémie! Where it explores and screws her, again, again, again, again... Like the hot dream so many white women often have. And white men too.

Frédéric has always fantasized about an interracial rape, with himself watching as the cuckhold. He can't believe this is happening for real! He feels nothing but contempt for his ex-girlfriend. How could he have allowed himself to date such a racist girl!

Fabrice is railing her, driving her and watching, contemplating her bum as he keeps crashing it against him, and Noémie, who was on the very verge of climaxing when her boyfriend raped her, she now starts moving her butt against the well-built Senegalese, without being aware of what her own body is doing!

And she goes off! She screams, "AAahh, Noooooo!!!" and she implodes as her sweaty body becomes the theatre of a full-blown fireworks event. "AAAaaghhhhh!! No Negroes! No negroes!!!" she keeps uttering in French through her clench teeth as her own body forces her to climax.

Fabrice keeps doing her doggystyle, his Senegalese face altered with a wide open mouth. This is it! This is it! He screams! He's the king! The king!!!

His scream of joy causes everyone within a radius of twenty yards to stop whatever they were doing and watch as Fabrice empties his black eight-balls! He empties them deep, deep inside Noémie, who bitterly sobs as she receives his honest offering. Julie witnesses this from where she's being made a Tandoori-special girl, with Indians cocks in her pussy and inside her mouth.

Time resumes its normal course as Fabrice is down on his knees, panting, and kissing Noémie's butt as he tries to realize what he just did. It was heaven, and hell.

"You see, girl, you're boyfriend's cheating on you, UUUGHGHG!!!" said the soldier face-raping Julie, just as he exited her mouth and painted her face with a thick coat of cum.

"He's cheating on you, so it's OK for you to cheat on him! With us! Especially with us!" uttered the other soldier, the one rear-railing her.

After those winged words of battlefield wisdom, the soldier went berserk and at the end of a short-live, yet extremely intense feast of white-girl butt tapping, he uttered the low-pitched song of his heated glee and cummed inside her, very powerfully so. Those girls were amazing to fuck, and rape!

***

At that point, the Indian soldiers had satisfied their primal need to fuck, and the adrenaline rush they experienced when they stormed the camp site was now past.

The General said it was time to eat a late-night snack. Food and beer were unloaded from the trucks. The "soy boys" were allowed a toilet break and the girls too, all under a close escort, which brought a new slew of humiliations for the girls, especially Laura, the most sophisticated girl in the group.

As he urinated, Daniel felt the savage urge to rape Laura. He took a mental note to himself and decided he was going to do it at the first opportunity without thinking about the consequences. His head was killing him. He was unable to think straight.

Once the boyfriends were safely back in their handcuffs with their ankles properly tied up, the soldiers ate some curried rice and naan bread. Beer was drunk, and perhaps more beer was poured on the girls, who then got licked all over. The tits playing and the ass groping never stopped.

The conquerors also set ablaze several campfires, enough to provide some good lighting. It was now time to resume the games. Every prisoner felt it, especially the girls.

The General suggested a bukkake event. After the bukkake, some of the girls were going to be given the Tandoori shake 'n' bake as per the Lt. Colonel's suggestion.

The two youngest-looking girls were chosen for the bukkake event. Jeanne and Marie.

Zelda cried out with such pitiful entreaties that she ended up being taken to join her half-sister so she'd get bukkake'd along with her. Nancy wailed, but then forced herself to keep quiet as she didn't want to be taken as well; she felt it was better that her girlfriend took all that Indian cum and not her, so she silently wept.

Daniel was screaming and shouting threats and abuses at the soldiers. He strained against his handcuffs until his wrists were bloody and hurting. He was powerless, and this brought a sense of humiliation that took a heavy toll on him, and reinforced his decision to rape Laura.

Like in a dream, the three naked girls were taken to the center of the firelit space and made to kneel down by the smiling soldiers, each of whom stripped themselves naked if they had not done it yet.

The tawny lights from the large campfires bathed the white girls with a bright beauty, riddled with moving shadows as the exhausted girls knelt down, their predicament forcing to show their curves, their tits and their bare feet to their Indian masters. They looked like some medieval countesses being forced to do this for some swarthy invaders after the fall of a European town.

Soon enough, the blind girl and Zelda found themselves surrounded amid a forest of soldiers with their cocks stiff and ready. Jeanne felt they had their cocks out. Zelda saw it at the firelight. Marie was in the exact same predicament, surrounded by a full platoon of 30 to 40 men.

The swarthy cocks were soon fed to the white girls. Threats and warnings were repeated. The Indians also promised they would leave after this. This and the threats of horrific injuries did the trick.

Much to the pleasure of their turban-wearing rapists, the girls looked at them from where they knelt and their open mouths received "the cocks they had coming from strutting around with bare legs in India" as the soldiers put it.

Jeanne was already familiar with the taste of Indian semen, but the experience was new for Marie and Zelda.

The blind girl felt all this heat around her. When they started poking her face for fun, Jeanne knew it was their cocks. She smelled the rancid whiffs and their musk all very intensely. She knew before it happened that a man put his hand on her head and began caressing her hair very gently. And because he was gentle, she left her mouth gaping and knew before it happened that she was going to suck dick. And she did.

Jeanne felt all their heat and knew they were masturbating while the man she was forced to pleasure began his litany of grunting.

Zelda and Marie were another story. They weren't exactly docile, but some good old face slapping and hair pulling got things in much better order.

The General and many of the soldiers felt Jeanne was the prettiest of the three with a cock filling her mouth and sometimes giving her a moving mole on her cheek. Zelda and Marie were also quite a sight.

The girls then disappeared in the middle of the naked soldiers. It didn't matter that she was a good girl. Jeanne was face-fucked by a soldier who used her hair as handles, and painfully at that.

The blind girl screamed! Zelda was wailing so loud amid the jeering men that she didn't hear her. All three girls were treated the same way; their hair became handles for each man who felt like taking their mouth while the others masturbated.

Soon enough, the Indian artillery began firing. Jeanne and Zelda swallowed. Zelda almost retched. Marie's lovely white face was absolutely splattered with a compound coating from no less than four or five cocks.

More cocks came along! It was a moving circus of heat where the unthinkable became a normal thing. Cocks of swarthy skin were tapping the face of white girls. Cum was spattered on their tits, on their face, in their hair, which they often used to wipe their spent cocks.

Jeanne was overwhelmed by far too many sensations at once. She did not dare imagine what it must feel like for a girl who could also see all those men.

The blind girl also felt overwhelmed by their sheer lust and sensed very highly the joy and bliss each of them experienced whenever his cock spewed a big load on her face or her tits. Then, she felt overwhelmed by the hot stickiness on her.

She could tell they weren't pulling her hair all that hard, that they weren't actively hurting her. Besides, none of them had sodomized her like she had so much feared. They had "just" stripped her naked and gang-raped her. And now they were having a bukkake and she was Eve-nude in their hot midst. It was all so strange, horrific, and yes, arousing too.

The General himself partook. He face-fucked the blind girl with a satisfaction that could only be conjectured. He had never fucked an actual teenage girl in his life. His youngest fuck ever was a 22-year-old track-and-field athlete in Barcelona when he was 20 himself. This was the reason why he had chosen the youngest-looking girl.

He smiled a mile wide, his eyes nearly exploding out of their orbits as he pulled out of Jeanne's dainty mouth and liberally splattered her lovely-teen face with his thick ropes of middle-aged cum. The blind girl sensed the age gap and was forced to like this heat on her face.

Other men were touching her everywhere at once. Others were masturbating. The motions and contacts were constantly shifting. Someone kissed and licked the soles of her feet where she sat on her heels, then a man was also kissing her butt. Another man growled and added to the hot deposits of cum adorning her small tits. Then another man pressure-shot a load on her face! Others were masturbating near her, and their loads would soon land...

Zelda was in the same predicament, where the Lt. Colonel was making her give head with repeated warnings as to a very grim fate for her and her beloved sister if he felt her teeth. He loved watching Zelda's face as he filled her mouth with his cock, in a scandalous age gap event.

The Turkish-looking girl was forced to suck dick. Indian dick. She was stark naked, gracefully kneeling in her pale olive beauty and basically worshipped by the Indian platoon. It was an unfathomable pleasure for all those men to masturbate and pressure-shoot their ropes of jizz all over her face, her long raven hair, her tits and yes, sometimes, her butt, her legs and her lovely little girly feet! One young man actually had his most intense ejaculation ever as he coated Zelda's ankles and feet. Another one immediately followed suit and gave his jizz to the Turkish-looking softness of her bum while they kept her standing on her knees in a curvy display of her hourglass figure.

The Lt. Colonel sounded like a man who just got shot as he emptied his sacks of cum all over Zelda's face, holding his exploding cock as a staff of power and showering her. "AAAAAAHHRRRrrrrrrrrr!!! The leftist student-GGHGGHG!!!"

Eventually, it was the old shepherd's turn! He had desired a fuck with Zelda from the moment he had seen her. She looked so special, so amazing with her "hard" features that seemed to intensify the softness of her Babylonian cheeks, and her hair. Raven and so, so Turkish!

The old shepherd, who had stripped himself naked, asked the Lt. Colonel if he could have her doggystyle, on her hands and knees. Sure thing! After a friendly pat on the back of the old man, Zelda was moved down on all fours. And while the old man knelt behind the Mongol-Turkish beauty, another man, much much younger, knelt down at her face and he made her know she was to open her mouth and suck dick, again.

"Tandoori Special! Tandoori Special!" men shouted as the old shepherd gleefully inserted himself inside Zelda, whose mouth was now filled with a Sikh's cock.

As he mounted her and held her lovely waist, the old shepherd kept thinking at the way she wouldn't look at him even once when he guided them to this very campsite. She had been fully clothed with that many-striped shirt of so many colors. She was so fascinating and so hot, even clothed.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Young lady is good fuck! Good good fuck!!!" the naked old man repeated as he slammed Zelda's bum with increasing force and speed, feeling the tightness as he explored her and found out how tight she really was. Her dark hair offered an amazingly sensual contrast against her back as he smiled and stretched the skin on his wrinkled face, his eyes filled with evil joy. At last! At last, he was fucking one of their girls! Like he had wanted to all along.

Zelda suddenly felt the man inside her mouth as he twitched. "Oh no!!" she thought as she braced herself for the disgusting taste and the sickening texture. And it was even worse when it happened!

The man kept her mouth shut around his meat and Zelda was forced to swallow! The lesbian girl felt so utterly horrified and disgusted. As soon as the man had pulled out, she retched.

And then, the old shepherd squeezed her hip and shouted the immensity of his joy, looking up at the myriads of stars as he died inside Zelda! "AAAAAAaaahhh! AAAaah AAAAh aAAAAAAAA aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAARHRR!!!"

After this, Zelda was forced up on her knees and the bukkake was resumed with new life. The men kept masturbating around her and just shot their loads, left and right, from behind, from the front... All sorts of growls, roars and groans surrounded the Turkish-looking beauty as she got absolutely covered with their Korma sauce.

Another platoon of turban men made sure Marie was getting a hot touristic experience in the far Northern reaches of India. All three girls were a priceless sight against the tawny lights from the campfires. It was so liberating, so satisfying to see them naked and now all covered with Indian semen! This was a once-a-lifetime opportunity. And they were glad they had seized it.

TO BE CONTINUED.