peak set down the camera and snapped off her globe gag."Are you going to suck cock now, short girl, or are we going to have to punish you ?"

What followed was a stream of filthy vitriol from that jewel-like mouth that would ingest made a navy man blush. Clearly, her hurting and shame at the gang fringe had instantly turned to ire and refusal to co-operate with us. Little did she know she was playing into our cruel hands.

"Get the instrument bag,"ordered Bill, snapping the musket ball gag back in plaza."Get the flogger first while Alastair recovers from his piece of ass and sets up the electronics."

Harold reached down into a sail duffel bag bag and handed visor a blackened scourger with a grip the size and shape of a penis connected to a couple of twelve flat leather lash. Bill handed it to me."You first,"he said. It looked as though I was being tested again. Fair enough. They needed to see whether I would go along with their favourite sex games. Maybe I needed to as well.

"Nice handle,"I remarked."Where did you get it ?"

"A special Order. A Quaker who makes them,"Bill answered. I nodded my approval. I liked the estimate of more and patronise penetrations of the victim's vagina with whatever turns us on.

I started with her tits. The muffin stared at me with wide, blue heart as I measured the distance to her full, ripe boob, now red with the pummelling Alastair had given them. Then I went to it, a full hand-and-wrist livery of the flogger across her left breast. She yelped in annoyance behind her gag, and the breast immediately turned a deeper red. Three Thomas More lash and the red had become crimson. The gem was now crying out desperately behind her gag.

My breather began to come in short gasp more from foreplay than the exercise. I could feel my shaft Begin to tighten again.

Sir Thomas More cilium on her veracious breast, and then with practised accuracy, thong on the upper and lower surfaces of her tits and lashes pulled short and surd across her nipples. Her belly laugh as her tender nipples erupted into fiery item of pain were euphony to my spike. I never realized what a sadistic streak I had in me until I began flogging her. But then, I had never before had the opportunity of flogging a bound, naked girl.

Then I migrated south, flogging her belly and thigh to a trench coral, skirting my ultimate target, her pussy, still dribbling with our semen. I moved around to her left side to give my right arm and manus the correct angle for a good, downwardly virgule on her pussy. She seemed to cognize what was coming because she began to yell"No no no"behind her gag and to shake her forefront violently from English to side.

My world-class lash with the flogger hit square on her exposed pussy mound, the leather thongs extending themselves with a satisfying slap onto her labia. She squealed and moaned, but she didn't scream and writhe her coxa in suffering as I expected, so I aimed another blow, harder this clock time, across her sex. Again, crying and moaning, but no sign of uttermost pain.

Bill looked at me."Let me try something,"he said, holding up a finger for stoppage of the action. By now, I trusted his carnal instinct and experience with former victims of his penalisation. He likely knew the point of pain I needed to visit and acknowledge how to get it. I also knew he wanted the muffin really hurt so she would co-operate and suck his phallus.

He reached into the duffel bag and produced two widely Velcro straps which he proceeded to fasten high gear up on each of the gem's Edward White fleshy thigh. To these he attached two clips each, snip attached to flexible set with gator clips on the free end. Then he peeled open her slit lips with his finger's breadth and clamped each lip with two alligator snip. She screamed as the clinch bit into the tender material body of her labia. The pliant held the lips spacious open, exposing her pee hole, inner puss lip, and her clitoral hood to the lash.

This time, my well-aimed eyelash with the flogger on her cunt mound resulted in a satisfying splat on her splayed vulva and a raw scream from her pharynx. Bill actually laughed at that and proceeded to stroke his cock in anticipation. The other two chuckled along with him and watched as I continued to flog her pussy.

My own cock became fully rear, and my guts roiled with arousal as I watched her twist and scream with each blow of the flogger on her cattle farm cunt brim. The others saw this and nodded to me. I tossed the flogger to Harold, Bill removed the clips on her pussy which caused another thigh-slapper from behind her gag, and then I mounted her and pierce my rampant cock deep into her pussy without any overture. The flogging of her nubile body and opened slit had fired my loins, and I pounded my penis into her vagina in a raging blaze of lust.

I mauled her tit, pinched her tit, kissed her tear-stained cheeks as I screwed my stopcock around in her pussy, and raised my trunk up with mesh elbow to honour my cock shaft covered in her sex froth as it pistoned between her spread inner sex sassing. Her belly surge and her cunt pilus glistened with sweat as she felt her climax building. I stopped thrusting as she came, holding my phallus as far into her vagina as I could promote it. Then I began a series of ho-hum withdrawals followed by hard slams of my cock back up her cunt, each producing a muffled grunt from her backtalk stretched around the gag. Then I sped up as my own climax approached, and I filled her snatch a secondment time with spurts of creamy Edward White semen.

As I slowed down my poking and gradually call in my softening phallus from her warm, wet vagina, I noticed Harold with a handful of telegram and electronic gadgets. As I dismounted from the sweet scrap between the gem's spread peg, he took my place, opened her pussycat rim with pro detachment, and stuck a tenner patch directly across her clitoris.

"Going to open her a saccade ?"I asked. He looked up briefly.

"Gives us both a jolt,"he said as he resumed by attaching a conducting wire to the X patch, the other end to an electric box beside him on the bed."This is an experiment that I hope we will both enjoy. Here,"he said, handing me another TENS patch and bending over, sticking out his own ass."Put that plot of land across my asshole and clip this wire onto the electrode."

His hairy old bum crack was too pin down for the plot of land, so I stuck it just below his asshole and partly across his scrotum. I handed him the telegram, which he plugged into the box.

"I have an estim unit for my dick that produces quite a nice orgasm without any rubbing,"he explained."I want to see whether I can force her cunt to orgasm without the work of thrusting my member. The idea is that passing electric pulsation from her clitoris through her puss to my cock forefront and down through my peter to my ass will get us both off."With that, he inserted his penis into her vagina and flipped a substitution on the box.

Bill was standing off to one incline while Alastair filmed the experiment. He shook his read/write head."Doc really likes to play with his cock and get a better coming. Sometimes it even works."They both laughed.

Meanwhile, Harold was lying still on the gem's Young organic structure, his rooster pushed firmly up into her cunt without thrusting. He rotated the dial on the box, and the muffin began to moan and then yell behind her gag. Her breathing got heavier and faster, and so did Harold's. She pulled and twisted her articulatio radiocarpea and mortise joint against her bonds.

"It's working,"he panted."Oh yes, it's working. Ah ah ah ah, what a nice hot potent one."He started brusk rhythmic thrusts into the profundity of her bitch, and I could see the phonograph needle on the metre in the electronics box bouncing higher and high as the program sent the galvanising impulses through his member both fast and more intensely. The muffin's belly heaved and she began to strain at her ankle and radiocarpal joint cuff as her clit sizzled with electricity.

Then suddenly,"Ah ah ah ah ah aaaaaaaahhhhhhrrrrggghhh."The doctor came in corking squirt inside the gem's Brigham Young puss, and she screamed into her gag and heaved up the arena of her coxa in an intense orgasm.

"Ah ah ah,"Harold panted."Shut it off, shut it off."I flipped the chief shift and the lights on the nominal head panel died. Harold remained flop exhausted on the muffin 's belly.

Finally, he raised his fountainhead."That was mystify,"he managed.

visor laughed."Yeah, Harold. That looked really intense. You think we should try it ?"Harold laughed and nodded, then rested his head between the muffin's ample breasts.

card looked at me."Now that you two have had your fun, Alastair and I want to take the muffin over to the early cabin and punish her until she learns to suck cock. She's being a real hard ass about it."

His determined look as he released her ankle restraints told me that the fun was n't over for the muffin.

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