(Bad End) Army Cum Dump

2 weeks later....

Isabella barely looked up as the door to her hut opened once more, this time letting in a group of soldier fresh from a mission in the jungle. Truthfully, she had lost track of time, and the number of cocks she had serviced. The only constant was that her body was always stuffed with some kind of cock. Whether it was in her mouth, her pussy, or even her ass. The army men had taken every liberty to fuck her senseless, and her mind had gone numb, her body a toy for their pleasure.

She was dirty, sweaty, and her hair was tangled. Her skin was covered in a film of grime, and dried cum coated her thighs. The soldiers, however, didn't care, and she was a receptacle for their lust, nothing more.

"I don't care, Jones, get me some pussy, and fast. I haven't fucked anything but my fist in days, and I'm hornier than a dog."

Isabella perked up at the familiar voice. The lieutenant? He was the one that had started it all. Maybe he could be brought to reason and fulfil his end of the bargain.

"Santiago, right? Have you heard from Serrano? It's been days, and I have fulfilled our deal 10 times over. He promised you would give me your support."

"What? What are you talking about, Reyes?"

"Serrano made a deal with me. If I allowed the army to use my pussy, he will support me and ensure I stay president."

"Reyes, forget about it. Serrano's the Presidente now, didn't you hear? Well, I suppose its hard to get news when you are stuffed to the gills with cocks, you slut."

"No, that can't be."

"Yes, it is true. Serrano has assumed power, and the junta is supporting him. The communist insurgency has been crushed, and we have you to thank. You have been a wonderful distraction for us."

"You bastard, I will have your head."

"You are a cum soaked whore, Reyes. Who do you think will believe you? Your credibility is dead, and Serrano is going to run the country. You are lucky I haven't killed you yet. But then again, I do want to see that pretty face stuffed with cock."

Isabella's world was crumbling around her. All she had worked for, her dreams and ambitions, destroyed in an instant. She wanted to scream, but no words came out.

"I hope you're ready, Reyes, because my dick is as hard as a rock, and it wants your cunt."

She could only watch as the man who had taken everything from her unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the ground.

Isabella was used for the next few hours in the most degrading ways, the Lieutenant making sure all her holes were plugged with a cock. He took pleasure in spraying his seed on her face, her broken expression making his conquest all the sweeter. By the time they were finished, she was a mess of bodily fluids, and she lay on the ground, hair matted with semen.

Isabella Reyes was never heard from again. The rumors on the street say that she disappeared, probably fleeing to North America to start a new life, but the truth is far more sinister. She is kept in the basement of the Palacio del Sol, a living toy, her only purpose being the pleasure of the troops, and her cries muffled by a thick cock.

She spent the rest of her cock-filled days wondering if she could have seen a different outcome had she chosen better, or was she always destined to be a plaything for the machinations of the men that surrounded her?