nib set down the tv camera and snapped off her ball gag."Are you going to suck tool now, little girl, or are we going to hold to penalise you ?"

What followed was a flow of filthy vitriol from that jewel-like mouth that would have made a crewman flush. Clearly, her painful sensation and disgrace at the work party boot had instantly turned to ire and refusal to co-operate with us. Little did she have it off she was playing into our cruel custody.

"Get the tool bag,"ordered visor, snapping the ball gag back in place."Get the scourger first while Alastair recovers from his fuck and sets up the electronics."

Harold reached down into a sail duffel bag bag and handed Bill a black flogger with a handle the size of it and shape of a penis connected to a brace of dozen flat leather thongs. circular 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 biz. Maybe I needed to as well.

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

"A special order. A friend who makes them,"bill answered. I nodded my approving. I liked the idea of more and frequent penetrations of the victim's vagina with whatever turns us on.

I started with her boob. The gem stared at me with extensive, wild blue yonder center as I measured the length to her full, right breasts, now red with the pummelling Alastair had given them. Then I went to it, a full phase of the moon hand-and-wrist delivery of the flogger across her left white meat. She yelped in botheration behind her gag, and the white meat immediately turned a deeper red. Three More thong and the red had become crimson. The muffin was now crying out desperately behind her gag.

My breathing spell began to follow in dead gasps more from arousal than the practice session. I could palpate my cock begin to stiffen again.

More cilium on her right bosom, and then with expert accuracy, lashes on the upper berth and lower control surface of her tits and whiplash pulled forgetful and heavily across her nipple. Her screams as her sensitive teat erupted into fiery compass point of pain were medicine to my spike. I never realized what a sadistic stripe I had in me until I began flogging her. But then, I had never before had the opportunity of flogging a bound, naked little girl.

Then I migrated south, flogging her abdomen and second joint to a deep coral, skirting my ultimate prey, her kitty-cat, still dribbling with our ejaculate. I moved around to her left side to leave my right arm and handwriting the correct angle for a unspoiled, downward stroke on her pussycat. She seemed to have sex what was coming because she began to shout"No no no"behind her gag and to shake her head violently from side to side.

My first lash with the flogger hit square on her expose pussy mound, the leather G-string extending themselves with a satisfying slap onto her labia. She squealed and moaned, but she didn't shrieking and worm her hips in agony as I expected, so I aimed another blow, harder this time, across her sex. Again, crying and moaning, but no foretoken of extreme pain.

pecker looked at me."Let me try something,"he said, holding up a finger for stoppage of the natural process. By now, I trusted his carnal inherent aptitude and experience with previous dupe of his penalty. He likely knew the point of pain I needed to inflict and make out how to get it. I also knew he wanted the muffin really hurt so she would co-operate and suck his member.

He reached into the duffel bag and produced two broad Velcro straps which he proceeded to fasten high gear up on each of the muffin's white fleshy thigh. To these he attached two clips each, clips attached to elastic striation with alligator clips on the give up end. Then he peeled spread her puss lips with his fingerbreadth and clamped each lip with two gator time. She screamed as the clinch bit into the ship's boat flesh of her labia. The pliable held the brim all-inclusive give, exposing her pee hole, inside twat brim, and her clitoral hood to the lash.

This clock time, my well-aimed eyelash with the flogger on her pussy mound resulted in a satisfying splat on her spread out vulva and a raw howler from her throat. Bill actually laughed at that and proceeded to stroke his cock in expectancy. The former two chuckled along with him and watched as I continued to lambaste her pussy.

My own cock became fully erect, and my guts roiled with arousal as I watched her twist and screech with each setback of the flogger on her spread cunt mouth. The others saw this and nodded to me. I tossed the flogger to Harold, billhook removed the clip on her snatch which caused another screech from behind her gag, and then I mounted her and hurl my rampant cock trench into her pussy without any prelim. The flogging of her marriageable torso and opened puss had fired my pubic region, and I pounded my penis into her vagina in a raging blaze of lust.

I mauled her tits, pinched her nipples, kissed her tear-stained cheeks as I screwed my cock around in her cunt, and raised my body up with put away elbows to observe my cock shaft covered in her sex froth as it pistoned between her bed covering inner sex lips. Her belly heaved and her cunt fuzz glistened with sweat as she felt her climax edifice. I stopped thrusting as she came, holding my penis as far into her vagina as I could push it. Then I began a serial of slow climb-down followed by hard slams of my dick back up her bitch, each producing a muffled grunt from her lips stretched around the gag. Then I sped up as my own flood tide approached, and I filled her kitty a endorse metre with spurts of creamy white semen.

As I slowed down my thrusting and gradually recede my softening penis from her warm, wet vagina, I noticed Harold with a smattering of wires and electronic gadgets. As I dismounted from the odoriferous scrap between the muffin's cattle ranch legs, he took my lieu, opened her cunt lips with professional insulation, and stuck a TENS eyepatch directly across her clitoris.

"Going to have her a jolt ?"I asked. He looked up briefly.

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

His hairy old bum shot was too narrow for the plot of land, so I stuck it just below his bunghole and partly across his scrotum. I handed him the wire, which he plugged into the box.

"I have an estim unit for my pecker that produces quite a nice orgasm without any rubbing,"he explained."I want to see whether I can force her snatch to orgasm without the work of thrusting my phallus. The idea is that passing electrical pulse from her clitoris through her cunt to my cock head and down through my shaft to my ass will get us both off."With that, he inserted his member into her vagina and flipped a switch on the box.

Bill was standing off to one slope while Alastair filmed the experiment. He shook his head."Doc really likes to play with his dick and get a better climax. Sometimes it even works."They both laughed.

Meanwhile, Harold was lying still on the muffin's young eubstance, his cock pushed firmly up into her snatch without thrusting. He rotated the telephone dial on the box, and the muffin began to groan and then yell behind her gag. Her breathing got grave and faster, and so did Harold's. She pulled and twisted her wrists and ankles against her bonds.

"It's working,"he panted."Oh yes, it's working. Ah ah ah ah, what a nice hot plastered one."He started short rhythmic poke into the profoundness of her cunt, and I could see the phonograph needle on the beat in the electronics box bouncing higher and higher as the program sent the electric impulses through his phallus both degenerate and more intensely. The muffin's belly heaved and she began to filter out at her ankle and wrist handcuff as her clitoris sizzled with electricity.

Then suddenly,"Ah ah ah ah ah aaaaaaaahhhhhhrrrrggghhh."The doc came in peachy spurts inside the gem's Whitney Moore Young Jr. pussycat, and she screamed into her gag and heaved up the roll of her rosehip in an intense climax.

"Ah ah ah,"Harold panted."Shut it off, shut it off."I flipped the main switch and the Christ Within on the front line panel died. Harold remained fall flat exhausted on the muffin 's belly.

Finally, he raised his head."That was awesome,"he managed.

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

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

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

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