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Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 3

Date: 11/30/2014, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: Victor-Bruno, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

The rest became a ghastly cacophony of hideous shrieking and howling. One could have been in a slaughter house. Twin-tracked purple weals leapt up over the reddened flesh. Within the limitations imposed by their bonds, the two bottoms twisted and juddered quite frenziedly. Each mouth became one long gaping slit of awful torment. Eyes were bolting from each head as tears cascaded down. After twelve strokes, Tavia tossed aside her cane, but Miralda continued with merciless venom. “Put some smoking sticks under her nostrils,” Miralda called. She wasn’t going to have this girl passing out on her. Tavia was happy to oblige. Choking and retching, Zena continued to shriek and howl until her vocal chords cracked completely. Then just rattling sounds jetted from her throat. And, despite the smoking sticks, she had lost consciousness by the time the twenty fourth stroke had fallen. Miralda slumped down on the couch, panting. Her eyes were glowing. At last she was beginning to think she was being amply revenged for all she had suffered at the hands of these two six-teen year-olds! From the couch, the two girls had an excellent view of the havoc they had wrought over the two sets of buttocks. Each was a mass of red and purple, edged with yellow and black. Broad swathes produced by the leather, ridged weals by the cane. The flesh twitched and shuddered almost constantly under the incessant relentless pain. Miralda and Tavia continued to drink steadily. What did it matter? They could ... have a nice long lie-in tomorrow. “I don’t think these two have been fucked today,” said Miralda in a slurred voice. It was part of her discipline that Karena and Zena should be fucked at least once a day... and, preferably, several times. “No... I think that’s right,” agreed Tavia. “Leo said he hadn’t had a fuck and we haven’t had anybody sent in.” “Well, we will now,” smiled Miralda lasciviously. She much enjoyed having these two youngsters ****d with regularity. She scribbled a note and handed it to Leo. “Take this to the Head Overseer,” she ordered, “and be quick about it!” Leo bowed and hurried from the room. He glanced at the note when he had left. It read: KINDLY HAVE FOUR WELL-HUNG SLAVES SENT TO MY QUARTERS. Leo grimaced. It didn’t look as if he would be getting a fuck that day after all. Five minutes later, four burly nude male slaves came into the room, bowing low in a most servile fashion. However, they did not look frightened or dejected. They well knew what their task might be... and the sight of two well thrashed sets of naked buttocks confirmed it. “Come here, Leo,” ordered Miralda, “I don’t want you getting over-excited.” He went to her, trembling with dread. He knew what was going to happen. The large bulldog clip was clamped behind his phallic head and he cried out with pain, then doubled up, whimpering. Tavia grinned. “I don’t think he likes that thing one little bit,” she said. “That’s my impression, too,” said Miralda. She looked at the four slaves. “These ...