The Rape of Nanking Sex story

The Rape of Nanking was called that because that is exactly what it was. A rape. The rape of an entire city. Six weeks of unrestrained, brutal rapes by brave Japanese soldiers. Soldiers who were victorious over unarmed men, women, and children. I was a witness. I was a victim. I was raped. For years.

I was a teacher in a small English finishing school for Chinese girls. We catered to the daughters of rich Chinese, trying to turn them into sophisticated ladies in order to improve their marriage prospects. Since most Chinese, even rich ones, do not look kindly upon female offspring, we did not have a large number of students. There were only 50 of them ranging from the ages of 18 to 19. Because of that, we could not afford a large staff. There was a headmistress and two teachers. I was one of the teachers. However, we did have several Chinese servants to cook, clean and do whatever was necessary. All were female. The headmistress would not allow men in the compound under any circumstances. Protecting the virginity of the students in our charge was of utmost importance. If they lost it, their marriage prospects dropped to zero.

We had heard for weeks that the Japanese were coming and heard horrible stories about their excesses. We hoped that the Chinese soldiers that had filled the town over the last six months would be able to turn them away. The Chinese government officials had been leaving town for weeks, but the soldiers stayed. Suddenly, the Chinese soldiers marched away. They disappeared in a single night and part of a day. Before we could decide what to do, the City of Nanking was surrounded by the Japanese. The City reportedly fell on December 13, 1937, but it was hard to tell the difference. The first few days were total confusion as bombing, shelling, and firearms fire sounded continuously. Buildings were burning everywhere. We stayed in the school and did not allow anyone to leave.

On the third day, some Japanese soldiers entered the school.I saw them coming from the attic window and ran to hide. I knew that one of the cabinets in the great hall had a loose board inside and there was an empty area in the wall behind that. A person looking into the cabinet would not see me hiding. But, I could see everything that went on in the hall through the crack between two boards.

The great hall was the largest room in the school. There was a large, long table in the center that was used for meals. Between meals, it was cleaned off and used as a study hall. Classes were held in smaller rooms on the other end of the building. The Japanese officers led the way into the hall with all the girls, the headmistress, the other teacher, and several of the Chinese servants following behind. Then several soldiers with Arisaka rifles and bayonets brought up the rear. It was crowded in the room so the Japanese broke the table apart with the steel buttplates of their guns. The broken wood was thrown out the window and burned. There was plenty of room then.

The officer in charge spoke to each group in their own language. They separated the Chinese schoolgirls, the Chinese servants, and the English women into three separate groups. The officer pulled the headmistress to the center of the room. He told her in perfect English to remove her clothes. Since she was over 50 and not particularly attractive to men, he was obviously not doing this for sexual purposes. He intended to humiliate her in front of everyone. She refused and started chastising him. He nodded and two of his officers grabbed her while soldiers ripped off her clothes.

When she was completely naked, he made a lightening quick move with his hand and broke her elbow. She shrieked. Then he broke her other elbow with his other hand. Another shriek. Then he kicked her knee and broke it. She shrieked and fell to the floor. He stomped once more and broke her other knee. As she writhed on the floor he broke several other joints, but did nothing which would hasten her death. He was careful not to injure any vital organs or cut any large blood vessels. He wanted her to live with the pain until she had served her purpose. Her purpose was to serve as an example for anyone who thought of disobeying an order from him. A live woman in unspeakable pain was a better object lesson than a dead one. He had her dragged by her broken arms to a corner of the room and propped up in a sitting position with her legs spread wide. She alternated between shrieking, crying, and whimpering for a long time.

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Then the officer turned to the Chinese servants and told them to remove their clothes. After seeing what happened to the headmistress, they did so immediately. Some of them were good looking, even by Japanese standards. The old or ugly ones were taken outside and raped, then hung by their arms from trees and used for bayonet practice by the soldiers who surrounded the building. The good looking ones were taken to one end of the hall and repeatedly raped by the soldiers in the hall while the young girls looked on.

Then the officer turned to the captured teacher and told her to remove her clothes. She looked at the headmistress whimpering in the corner, the servants being raped in the other end of the room and slowly started unbuttoning her blouse. The officer became impatient and ripped off her blouse. Startled, she tried to cover her breasts even though they were still partially covered. He glared at her and she quickly unbuttoned her skirt and dropped it, then pulled her panties down to her knees and let them drop. Then she pulled off her bra. The officer slowly walked around her. Not particularly good looking by Japanese standards. She had medium sized breasts (however, they were big compared to most Orientals) and big hips, but her waist was narrow and her belly was flat. She would do. He grabbed her by the hair and forced her to her knees. He released his already hard cock and shoved it into her mouth. She felt like she was going to throw up, but didn’t since she had not been able to eat for two days. It did not take long for him to cum. He pulled out at the last moment and sprayed cum all over her face. Then he ordered her not to wipe it off. As he stepped away the next officer stepped up to her, still on her knees, and pulled out his penis.

Then the first officer turned to the Chinese students cowering in the corner of the room with his cock still stiff and pointed directly at them. They were who he had come for. Each girl was dressed identically in the school uniform. A white blouse, a pleated gray dress, suspenders to keep the dress up, and a matching gray jacket with the school emblem on the left breast. They also had white socks, white panties, a white slip, and two-tone sensible shoes, but no bras. Most did not need them. He walked toward them and they melted away as he approached. After walking through them, he turned and told them in the most common Chinese dialect to take off their clothes. Several of the girls started crying, but all of them complied. They did not want to end up like the headmistress. Piles of clothes littered the floor. The girls ranged from a small, flat 18-year old to a spectacular looking half-Chinese, half-Mongol 19-year old with dusky skin, well rounded breasts (back then, I never actually used these words, but they are second nature now), big hips, and a narrow waist. She had the kind of body that I wished I had. The kind of body that makes nearby men do stupid things. Between the two extremes there were four dozen girls of all sizes and shapes.

After they were completely naked, he had them stand in two lines facing each other in the center of the hall. A Japanese doctor came in and went from girl to girl shoving his finger up her vagina. Two of them did not have maidenheads (probably due to childhood accidents, not sex) and were taken to the other end of the room to be raped with the Chinese servants. Those remaining were certified virgins. The officer had all their clothes gathered up, taken outside and burned. The Chinese servants and the two students were also taken outside and turned over to lower ranking soldiers for continued sex. Then he had the most lavish bed in the school dismantled and reassembled in the center of the great hall.

After several hours, Lieutenant-General Tani Hisao arrived with a few officers. He looked at the girls still standing at attention and was assured they were virgins. Then he began disrobing. The first girl was brought to the bed and laid on the center of it. The General climbed on top of her. He spread her legs with his knees, placed the tip of his penis on her cunt lips, pulled back the foreskin, and plunged in. She yelped as he took her virginity.

The General lay on her for several seconds without moving to allow the blood from her maidenhead to flow over his cock. Then withdrew from her without ejaculating. An officer who had arrived with him handed the General a white silk scarf. He used one end of it to wipe the blood off his penis. Then he handed it back to the officer who wrote in black ink the name of the girl, the name of the City, and the date on the lower part of the scarf. Then he hung it up to dry. While he was doing this, another officer took the used girl from the bed and put her in the opposite corner of the room.

The second girl was brought to the bed and the sequence was repeated. The General continued without once having an ejaculation, until every virgin was deflowered. The four dozen bloody silk scarves were added to the General’s collection of nearly 700 other bloody scarves. By the end of the war, he reportedly had over 4,500 scarves packed into several trunks. I wonder what happened to them after he was executed for war crimes. Probably hanging on the walls of some Japanese veterans club as we speak.

When General Hisao was done with the schoolgirls, he and his officers got ready to leave. As he was walking out the door, he noticed the cunt of the headmistress who was still moaning in the corner. He asked if she had been checked to find out if she was a virgin. She had not so the doctor hurriedly returned for an inspection. As the General had guessed, she was a virgin. The General had her carried to the bed in the center of the room and he raped her. She continuously shrieked in pain as her broken bones scraped against each other with each thrust.

This excited the General. Instead of just taking her maidenhead, he pumped in and out for a long time as her screams became weaker and weaker. Before long, he came inside her. He withdrew and wiped the cum and blood off his penis with a white silk scarf. There was not much blood in such an old maidenhead. Then he asked for his ceremonial Tanto knife and slit her throat with it. The headmistress died in a few seconds. He dabbed some additional blood on the scarf.

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Then the General left. A few of the better looking girls were taken to the largest hotel in the center of town to become “comfort girls” for the officers. The words “comfort girls” are certainly easier on the ear than “sex slave”, but the words meant the same. The girls who were not as good looking were turned over to the enlisted men. They were raped, tortured, and sometimes killed. Raped along with 80,000 other women in the City.

What about me? The dust in the wall caused me to sneeze after the General had left. But the original officer and some of his men were still there. It did not take long for them to rip apart the cabinet and pull me out. I ended up naked and on my knees alongside the other teacher sucking the officers cock. Then he had us lick his cum off each others face.

They took us to a comfort girl camp next. We were exotic compared to the Korean and Chinese comfort women. For one thing, we both had larger tits than the native girls. No matter what nationality, bigger tits are always popular with men. Actually, going to the comfort girl camp probably saved our lives. While being taken there, we saw hundreds of murdered people, both male and female. Beheadings were very common. Invariably, the female bodies also had their clothes ripped open with their tits and cunt exposed for all to see. And all too often in addition to bayonet or sword slashes, the soldiers left something sticking up out of the dead cunt: a branch, a broomstick, a pipe, a Chinese rifle and bayonet point down, in one case, an arrangement of flowers. It was a sign that a soldier used her cunt and then ruined it so that no one else could sample it. There was no need to conserve on cunts. After all, there were plenty of women to go around.

For the next 7 years we serviced Japanese soldiers whenever and wherever they sent us. Usually it was in the combat zone, sometimes very near the front lines. At first, we only serviced a few officers each night. A while later they got new girls and we were given to the lower ranking officers. There were more of them, so we had to service a half-dozen to a dozen officers each night. Eventually, we were turned over to the enlisted men nearer to the front lines and had to service from one to two dozen men each and every night, sometimes even more.

They were not gentle. But at least they did not slash, beat, and mutilate us like they did the Chinese and Korean comfort girls. They kept us together throughout the war so that we could put on lesbian sex shows for them after servicing a group of men. As the war turned against the Japanese, they all wanted to get back at the enemy by fucking us. I figure we serviced at least 25,000 to 30,000 men each during the war, not counting the number of times we had sex with each other. It was a very long 7 years. At least we did not starve. It is surprising how complete our diet was. Protein from the cum they shot into our mouths and carbohydrates from the rice they fed us once or twice a day.

But what hurt the most was when we were rescued by American soldiers. It had been a very long time since any of them had sex with a woman. We were certainly grateful to them and more than willing to give them whatever kind of sex they desired.

But they didn’t want us.

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