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Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 6

Date: 12/30/2014, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: Victor-Bruno, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

again fastened on her wrists and ankles. Then the chains were linked to the manacles. “Lady Flavia wants you aloft again,” said the Overseer. “OOOOOOHHHHHH... NNNOOOOO... NNNNNOOOOOOO!” cried Xena despairingly. “Oooohhh pity... meeeeeeee... pity... mmmmeeeeee!” How could such a terrible thing be done to her after all she had already endured that morning? But, needless to say, the Overseer had not an ounce of pity in her whole being. And, even if she had, she would not have been able to exercise it. Remorselessly she raised Xena’s weal-striped body off the f loor until it swung six feet above the couch once more. Xena was whimpering and whining, tears flooding from her, as she took the awful strain in already aching muscles. The Overseer gave her a look of callous indifference and left the room. Xena was alone. Totally helpless. Just swinging. For how long was it going to be? Ooohh... oooohhh... for how long? Flavia had gone to take lunch with Cera, the tall willowy blonde. A slave girl poured them white wine from a flagon and Flavia described what had been happening that morning. Cera looked delighted. “Now she’s back in suspension,” concluded Flavia. Cera smiled. “I’m so glad to hear it. We can take a nice long lunch, can’t we?” Both women laughed. The memories of their slavery were gradually fading and they were fast adapting to new positions of power. “When are you going to start giving her some lessons in cocksucking?” asked Flavia. “As a matter of fact, tomorrow,” ... answered Cera. “Oh good,” said Flavia. “I might look in. “You’d certainly be welcome.” The slave girl re-filled their goblets and withdrew respectfully. She was a tall, big-bosomed woman of about thirty, with black hair and wide set dark eyes. Flavia recalled her as a particularly unpleasant member of the Court in Xena’s days. She noticed that the fulsome buttocks carried plenty of freshly-raised weals. “Did you choose her?” asked Flavia, nodding toward the slave. “I did... for good reason,” answered Cera. Flavia didn’t ask the reason. “The cow is just about beginning to learn to behave herself. I start the day with a dozen across her backside... and she usually earns herself plenty more during the day.” “What’s her name?” “Mercia,” said Cera. Flavia saw that the slave was trembling slightly, which was not altogether surprising. “Come here, slave,” ordered Flavia. Big breasts bouncing, Mercia approached and then went down on her knees before Flavia. “Show me your arse,” came a second order.At once, the dark-haired Mercia turned and raised her hindquarters high in front of Flavia. Studying the weals, Flavia saw the soft flesh twitching. It was a well-shaped bottom, above average in size. “Not a bad arse,” she remarked. “Excellent for caning anyway,” smiled Cera. “Up, cow, and serve more wine.” Mercia rose obediently but, for a moment, Flavia saw a f licker of furious resentment on the pale features. This woman, she thought, has by no means reached the required degree of submission. ...