At the mission

It was actually a little more than an hour before the Range Rover entered the remains of a small village. Heather noted a dozen or more fresh graves in front of one burned-out hut. The vehicle stopped, the men piled out, the women were cut free and pulled to their feet.

Heather and Heidi watched as snother dozen rebel soldiers approached the new arrivals and welcomed them. The leader gave orders and the two women were dragged toward the small church in the center of the village. The rebels poked and proded the naked women, laughing and taunting them.

As they reached the church, Heather stopped and gagged. Heidi, gasped, "Mein Gott!"

The two missionaries stared at a large wooden cross in front of the church. Nailed to the wooden beams was an elderly man. He wore the robes of a priest. But the lower part of his robes had been cut open. The man's sexual organ had been hacked off. Both women sould see that the man had been dead for well over a day. Bird were already pecking at his flesh and the strench was overpowering.

"Ha! Ha!" One of the soldiers laughed, "God of old priest had no power!"

The women were roughly **** into the church. The door slammed behind them.

Heidi and Heather saw that the small church was crowded with about twenty, naked, native women. All of them were very young and all appeared to have roughly treated.

Out of the crowd a white woman approached. She too was naked except for the veil of a nursing nun. "Welcome to hell!" she greeted the two missionaries sadly.