Teen War Stories - Part One

During WW2 a mass evacuation of young Teens happened in the UK, a large number of them were abused, here are some of their stories!

Wendy was tired when the truck dropped her off at the remote farm house. She had been travelling all day, first by train from London and then by army truck. She had been told she was being sent away for her own safety, but she already missed her parents. She just hoped that the family she had been sent to live with was nice.

The truck didn't wait, just dropped her at the farmhouse door and told her to knock, then it drove away into the gloom. 14 year old Wendy stood shivering in her thin coat, her small cardboard suitcase clutched in her hand.

The door opened and warmth flooded out, a large man with a ruddy complexion looked at her.

"You must be the girl from London" he said in an accent Wendy only just understood, she tried to smile, "Come on in my dear, you look frozen!" he enveloped the slim Teen in his large, hairy arms and escorted her inside.

In the kitchen Wendy was given food and tea, she wolfed them both down, surprised at how hungry she was, her coat and case were taken to "Your room" she was told.

As she enjoyed a second cup of tea and the warmth of the fire in the kitchen stove the young girl began to notice that there were six people in the room with her and that they were all men. They fussed around her, asking if she was "Comfy" she nodded and said "Yes, thank you" Wendy had been brought up to be polite.

Eventually she began to feel drowsy, she thought initially that it was the journey, but then, she realised that the men's voices were a little echoey and the lamp light had a fuzzy glow around it. She felt like she was floating and a little numb.

The cup was taken from the young girls hand, she felt the buttons on the back of her dress being undone but there was nothing she could do to stop it, Wendy had been drugged!

The Farmer and his five sons had planned everything well, the farmers wife had died two years ago and he and his grown sons had heard of the evacuation. They had lied and manipulated the authorities, who were too busy to check everything, in order to get a girl like Wendy to their home. Now she was theirs!

"She's a stunner Da" the oldest son said as they stripped the girl, "I know" his Father replied, "Look at the tits on her!" he remarked as they took off the last of Wendy's underwear. She was naked now, lying on the rug in front of the fire barely conscious, but she had figured out what was going to happen to her.

"Please don't!" she tried to say but it came out "Plesh dur!" they ignored her anyway.

Cocks began to appear in front of the girls face, her mouth was forced open and one of them was pushed in, "Oh fuck yeah!" its owner sighed, "That feels so good!" he began to fuck the teens face brushing her brown hair aside.

Wendy felt her legs being pulled apart but there was nothing she could do to stop them, "Da should go first" the oldest son said, "It's only right" Wendy was aware of fingers being pushed into her cunt followed by a hard, fat cock. She grunted from the pain as the Farmer raped her, taking her virginity by force he began to fuck her slowly, gradually building up speed as his excitement grew.

The dick in Wendy's mouth started to spew cum and the girl had no choice but to swallow it all, "Fucking hell yes!" the son fucking her face moaned, he was probably in his early 20's and produced a lot of cum, some of it ran down Wendy's chin as he pulled out of her mouth, she tried to call out, to beg them to stop but she couldn't.

"Yes! Good girl!" the Farmer sighed as he filled her tight pussy, he pumped cum into her and tugged his dick out, "She was definitely a virgin" he grinned as he saw a couple of flecks of blood. "Not any more!" another of his sons laughed as he replaced his Father, ramming his stiff shaft home.

"Here!" another said pushing Wendy's hips off the floor, "Let me get in too" The girl was totally numb now and as the young man forced his dick up her ass she didn't make a sound. She just lay still and let the 6 family members gang fuck her.

There was more grunting and moaning as hard cocks filled her mouth, ass and pussy. The Farmer and his sons had got what they wanted, their own fuck doll.

"Yes! I'm cumming in her" one moaned as he filled her ass hole, another came in her face and mouth, he was immediately joined by his brother who shot a big load in Wendy's cute face before saying, "Get some on those big tits too" The teen felt warm spunk all over her body and in every hole, she finally lost consciousness.

She was shocked awake again by having cold water thrown over her, she realised that she was in the farmyard behind the house and the men were sluicing spunk off her by throwing several buckets of water at her. She shivered in the dark.

"Her nips don't half stick out when she's cold" one of them laughed. Rough hands grabbed her tits and pinched them, she gasped, "Oh, she's awake then!" another said.

"Here" the Farmer handed her a rough towel, "Dry yourself and we'll take you to your room" Wendy complied and was then taken to the attic space where a mattress and a couple of blankets made up her bed. She crawled onto it and covered herself as the attic door was closed behind the retreating Farmer. At least it was warm up here, she fell asleep quickly.

The next day she woke to find that there was a small skylight in the attic, the early morning sun streamed in. Wendy moaned a little as she moved, her hips ached and her ass and pussy were sore. She looked around, all she could see were a small jug and a bucket, the jug contained clean, cool water which she drank gratefully, her mouth and throat were very dry.

Then she felt that she needed to pee, Wendy sighed as she realised what the bucket was for, she relieved herself and moved the bucket further away.

She checked the attic door, it was locked from the other side of course, she was a captive and what? A plaything? A toy to be used whenever the men of this house wanted, what had been the phrase she had heard them use, "A fuck doll" Wendy lay back on her bed and sobbed.

She must have fallen asleep again because she awoke to find the farmer standing over her, "Come down and get some breakfast" he said gruffly, "Put this on" he tossed something at her and Wendy saw that it was an old shirt. She slipped it on and fastened it's solitary button.

As she descended the stairs into the warm kitchen she felt the men's eyes on her, the shirt didn't cover everything and she was constantly pulling it closed to try to hide her large breasts and pussy hair, with little success.

They gave her some bread and bacon and a fried egg, at least they weren't starving her. They also gave her more tea, she looked at it warily, "Don't worry, there's nothing in that one!" the son handing it to her laughed. After she had eaten the son's gradually left to work on the farm, it appeared that they raised sheep and the girl heard the yapping of a couple of dogs outside.

The Farmer stayed home and told Wendy that she had to help with the chores, she washed dishes and swept the floor and later helped to prepare food for dinner, all the time the Farmer watched her, his lustful eyes taking in any flashes of her boobs, ass or pussy through the inadequate shirt. Finally he couldn't hold back any longer.

Wendy noticed the bulge in his pants as he grabbed her arm, "Please! No!" she begged. "Better get used to this girl!" he snarled as he pushed her over the kitchen table and raised the skirt, "It's gonna happen to you a lot!" he took out his hard dick and forced it into the teens cunt, laughing as she cried out. He raped her over the table, slamming her hips into the edge of it as he fucked her hard and fast.

"We're all gonna fuck you whenever we want" he grunted into her ear as he pumped her full of fat dick, "You're ours now sweet one! Oh fuck yes!" he groaned as he spunked in her pussy, "All ours!"

And so it was, Wendy was raped on a regular basis. All she was ever given was an old shirt to wear and sometimes not even that, she would have to work naked, cleaning and washing and helping to cook and whenever the Farmer or one of his 5 sons were horny, she got fucked. Most times by two or three at once. She felt like she spent her life covered in cum as they used her mouth, cunt and asshole at will. But that wasn't all.

On Saturdays they would have dinner and a few beers, to celebrate the end of the working week, no work was done on a Sunday of course. Wendy knew she would probably end up in another gangbang, but that wasn't the worst of it.

"I reckon we should give Patch and Sammy a treat!" the oldest son said with an evil grin. Wendy found herself being dragged outside to a large shed where the sheepdogs slept. The shirt was torn off her back and she was grabbed and held down on the floor with her butt sticking up in the air, "Come her boy" the oldest son got Patch and reached under his belly to jerk his cock.

"Oh please no!" Wendy screeched when she finally realised what the men were going to do, but her pleas fell on deaf ears, the dog was forced to mount her from behind and the men all laughed as the dogs cock was forced into her, Patch eagerly began to fuck her, "That's it boy!" they shouted in encouragement, "Make her your bitch!"

Wendy cried and begged them to stop but they just ignored her and let the dog take her. She could feel it's hard dick pumping doggie cum into her as it rammed her pussy. When it was done they repeated the actions with the other dog, Sammy. Hs dick was bigger and he really fucked her hard.

Wendy began to feel a heat building in her cunt, her eyes opened wide as she realised, to her horror, that she was starting to feel good down there, "Oh my god!" she cried out. "Fuck me boys!" the Farmer roared, "The little bitch is cumming!"

The men laughed and pointed at her and she shuddered as an orgasm ripped through her, as Sammy shot cum into her wet pussy she couldn't stop herself. The dog, now spent, slid out and went to lie down with his brother.

The men flipped Wendy over on the straw covered floor and, one by one, took turns to rape her. The first two filled her cunt, not caring about the dog spunk already spilling out, the next four, including the Farmer himself, fucked her up the ass, filling that hole with hot cum too.

"You know where the bucket is you slut!" he said as they headed back to the kitchen to finish their meal and beer, "Clean up and go to bed, tomorrow is Sunday so you have no chores, we'll bring you some food up"

Wendy did as she was told.

The war eventually ended of course, but Wendy never saw London again, her parents were killed in the blitz and no-one missed the 14 year old. She stayed with the Farmer, a man named Jenkins and his 5 sons. She continued to live in the attic, even when they eventually got her pregnant and she gave birth to a daughter, who they called Emily.

No doubt when she was old enough she too would take on some of the role of fuck doll.

Incest never bothered Jenkins and his boys.

The End of Part One.