The audience gasped and cheered and clapped when they saw what she was wearing underneath. Me, I was just sitting there in stunned silence. She was we...ring a tight-fitting white jump suit that was unzipped to the waist and completely exposed a pair of perfect breasts."I'd tell you what the song is," she grinned, "but the title is the first line and it starts before any musical intro." She waited for a middle-aged man and woman, obviously her parents, to join her on the stage and then she began. I slowly look up and see a huge overweight man with a big belly standing above me. He kicks me and tells me ot take my shirt off. I'm not wearing a bra, so I refuse. He rips my shirt off of me, and i hear it tear. "Take off your pants" he demanded. I'm terrified, so i slip my pants off. He lays down on top of me and forcebly kisses me while he slides his hands down my panties. I try resisting him but he is too strong and overpowers me. He stands up and tells me ot take off my panties or he will. It was a hard job but somebody had to do it.The sound of sporadic small arms fire made it difficult to sleep that night. Some of it was closer than he would have liked but most of it was off in the distance and never more than one or two rounds indicating that the well-trained troops were following his orders to conserve their ammo. The mopping up exercises had already begun with a vengeance and it looked like this campaign was in the final stages. Once or twice the light from an unexpected. "You are just to sweet my little princess, speaking of names I will haveto think of one for you since so far I have been calling you PRINCESS,PRINCESS PANTYBOY, or just PRINCESS. Oh and I also called you SISSY, andof course SWEETIE because you are such a sweetie pie."I continue to twist my long hair around my finger listening to her. "Youreally act just like you are on all your stories always twisting yourlong hair around your finger just like a small teen girl would dohehehe," the woman says,.