Message-ID: <3460eli$9708291134@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 2 Chapter 53-54 of 59 (ff/mf/Ff/Mf/inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199708290108.TAA13696@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal Volume Two The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive to some people. Graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material, or if you are considered a minor in your country, then delete this file. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Please do not request reposts of this material. Constructive criticism is welcomed. Chapter 53 "Very good, you two." said Maria, "that was great, well done. Have a rest and watch the next part of the show." She rose, revealing she wore knickers and the white bra. Lauren, in an attempt to be invisible, glanced back at the two youngsters, now cuddled up again together on the chair. She knew where Maria had gone, certain that she would return with the young girl who was meant to be in her protection. Lauren mentally shrugged. The girl wasn't a virgin and was more sexually active that some girls twice her age. She had shown considerable appetite for adventure in sexual matters, not least with her abroad in the hotel. God, she thought, back home the girl had even poured cream over herself as a turn on. What was an au pair meant to do, look the other way? Her mother really had no idea about the pressures she had been subjected to over the previous few months. And then the war! Well, everyone knows that strange things happen in wars. The door opened and the room fell silent. The most immediate anomaly that struck Lauren was that Emma was smiling, not from nerves, but clearly as a result of a conversation with Maria. They looked friendly, walking closely together. Emma stood by the chair as Maria slipped back onto the sofa, grinning at Emma as she once again took the General's cock in her fist and nurtured him back to life. Lauren looked at the little girl, upright above her, legs together, bare feet deliciously tanned, hinting of the pleasure beneath the pretty summer dress. Her hair lay loosely over her shoulders, the tight curls glistening in the light. Emma smiled down at Lauren. "Lauren, you and I can prepare her. Julie, come over here and keep our visitor amused" she ordered, guiding Julie onto the sofa in her place. She paused briefly to watch as Julie took hold of the General's bobbing cock, then slipped across to kneel at Emma's feet. "OK, let's unwrap her!" she said, smiling at Lauren. Her cleavage once again caught Lauren's gaze as she bent towards Emma and flicked the first button undone at the bottom of the dress. Lauren dealt with the second and third while Maria worked her way higher. Both Lauren and Maria stood as her knickers appeared, the faintest of blonde wisps beneath the translucent material. A general hush descended on the room, followed by appreciative gasps as Maria slipped the sides of the dress apart, allowing everyone to see the young shape of her hips and the little-girl legs. Her labia showed her femininity as Maria ran her hands over the backs of her legs. "Sit down on the chair" she said, never taking her eyes of Emma's pussy. Maria considered Emma's position, eventually deciding that she was too low in the chair, and grabbed a couple of cushions from the sofa. She slid them under the little girl's bottom, checking that she was raised high enough for her plans. "Emma, you look beautiful, absolutely lovely." Emma smiled radiantly at her, glancing up quickly at Lauren. "You're right, she is beautiful." replied Lauren. Maria patted the ground at Emma's feet. "Good enough to eat, right?" suggested Maria. She ran her hands along the girl's thighs, slowly parting them as she leaned forward, kissing her lightly, trailing her tongue closer to her sex. Emma inhaled slowly, loudly as she sank lower in the chair. Her legs parted voluntarily. "Lauren, take off my underwear" said Maria. Lauren obliged, flicking the catch on her bra, then pulling her silky knickers down over her buttocks. She caught the dampness of the crotch, the stickiness good between her fingers, the musky scent heavy in the air. A surge of lust shot through Lauren as she saw Maria's pussy, tight between her buttocks, and then glanced up the length of her body to see that she now had her tongue within an inch of Emma's aroused pussy. "You too. Let Julie and Juan do it for you." "No, I'll just watch." Maria's eyes widened. "Come here" she whispered. Lauren shuffled across to Maria, half knowing what was coming. "Lauren!" she hissed, "do it, or today will be your last day. No joke. Save yourself!" She felt her gut tighten at the words, looked into Maria's eyes and saw both truth and abandon. With weakened legs she stood and walked to the sofa. The two teenagers smiled at her, giggling a little at her discomfort. They parted to allow her to stand between them. Lauren looked down, admiring the girl's breasts and her figure in general and the feint shine of cum on her pubic hair. Well proportioned, lean and healthy. She took her hand from the General's stiff cock and touched Lauren's leg, causing her to flinch. Lauren turned to the side, trying to hide herself from the eyes of the darkened audience. Quickly, they undid her buttons, their young hands roaming unnecessarily underneath her thin dress, over her pubic hair and nipples. They pulled it from her shoulders, letting it fall in a heap at their feet. A gasp rippled around the room as Lauren stood in her tiny knickers, and even the General applauded at the sight. Lauren couldn't help but allow the slightest of smiles to cross her lips. "You're not the prettiest girl I've even seen!" snarled the General. Lauren look dismayed, embarrassed even as her gaze found the carpet of the floor. She crossed her legs, her left hand buried between them in an attempt to conceal her pussy. Her right arm crossed her chest. "But, by God, you have the most wonderful body! Come here!" Lauren shuffled to stand in front of him, her eyes bulging in their sockets as he reached out for her waist. "No! No, please don't!" she cried, memories of previous military encounters still painfully vivid. The General grabbed her left hand and pushed it aside. "Legs apart!" he ordered, pushing his hand between her thighs. She squealed at his touch, watching in fright as his cock regained much of it's potency. He cupped her pussy roughly in his hand and squeezed, electrifying her despite the natural revulsion. "Stand still!" he grunted. Lauren closed her eyes, pain etched across her face as the man's hands roamed over her stomach and between her legs. He motioned at Julie to slip to the floor, and she obliged, kneeling behind Lauren. "Help her lose these knickers, girl!" he growled. Julie gripped her waistband and pulled. As her dark pussy hair came into view several people gasped. Julie pushed her hand between Lauren's legs, tugging at the front of her knickers while rubbing her with her wrist. They dropped to the floor silently as Lauren tried desperately to find the strength to smile. "You're very pretty, aren't you Lauren?" She shrugged, looking into the distance. "OK, now help Maria. Get your little girl squirming on that seat!" With a forceful shove, he pushed Lauren towards the girls so that she tumbled at Emma's feet. Without any further encouragement, she joined Maria, parting Emma's thighs slightly more to accommodate them both, and began to explore the silky smoothness of her body, aware of the view her bottom and pussy was offering to the audience. Maria turned, pausing only briefly as she flicked her tongue along Emma's labia. "Lick with me. You go lower, make her come!" she whispered. Lauren turned her head, glanced at the well-known folds of Emma's young vagina, and sank down awkwardly to try and push her tongue into her very sex. Emma moved, gasping as she felt the two girls attending to her. Lauren saw her anus pouting, the lips of her vagina pushing slightly as internally she built for orgasm. Lauren flicked around the entrance to her vagina, circling slowly as she sensed Maria lapping in circles around the little girl's clitoris. Lower once again, she teased her anus, probing the spotless pink opening with the tip of her tongue. Emma whimpered, her hands gripping the sides of the chair as though she was about to be thrown skywards. Her bottom rose occasionally, heaving into the air against an imaginary cock. "Tease her more. Build up slowly!" whispered Lauren as she watched Maria taking her clitoris between her lips. Maria smiled, amused that Lauren would offer advice in the situation. But she agreed, her tongue trailing up towards her navel, while Lauren concentrated on her thighs, the warmth of the girl's skin so sensual against her cheek. Emma complained at the loss of attention initially, until the tongues and hands running over her delivered their message, and her body quivered once again. Sensing Emma's overwhelming desire for satisfaction, Lauren once again sought out her anus, twirling her tongue gently against the muscles, pushing gently inside whenever Emma relaxed sufficiently to admit her. Maria took one side of her vagina at a time, kissing each of her labia in turn, taking the soft skin between her lips and running up and down the length of her, mixing lubrication until the little girl dripped with liquid pleasure. "Oh! Please!" she wailed. "Please let me come!" Lauren thought she sounded like she was in tears as her hips bucked up off the cushion. On an unspoken signal, Lauren knelt up higher, and placed her left hand on the girl's stomach, just above her pubic hair. Licking the middle finger of her right hand, she slowly inserted the finger into her anus, holding her down on the cushion as she jerked wildly with the intrusion. Maria played her part, descending on her clitoris quickly, gently, licking around the swollen hood with such lust that Lauren thought that all three of them might come at the same time. Emma's muscles tensed as she stopped breathing, desperation on her face as though she wanted to exhale but couldn't. "Oh God!" she screamed, shuddering, straining against Lauren's hand as she tried to shoot off the cushion. Her body went rigid as Lauren felt the pressure in her anus, pushing against her, the contractions of the strong muscles cutting off the blood supply to her finger. Ripples ran through her hand, presumably echoes from her vagina. Lauren watched her mouth, fixed in mid-scream; transfixed by the silence and rigidity of the girl, she knew full well that she had never reacted like this when they had been alone together. Eventually, Emma slowly relaxed, breathing raggedly while Lauren caressed the girls thighs, slowly trailing away to touch her own pussy, confirming it was drenched with her own excitement. Maria leaned over towards Lauren, smiling like the Cheshire cat, slipping along Emma's sticky thighs as her lips parted and Lauren accepted the kiss. They parted, each seemingly knowing that they had only just started. Maria gently pushed Emma's legs further apart then reached down underneath the old chair to retrieve two leather straps. Quietly, she slipped the free end over Emma's ankle and tightened it so that her foot wouldn't come free. She slid across the floor, almost giggling, and did the same with the other foot. Standing, she arranged Emma's young legs over the arms of the chair and tightened the straps. All the while, Emma continued to purr, oblivious to the further restrictions, trusting completely her two lovers. Maria turned to the darkened audience, positioning Lauren at her feet, towards her. Taking her head in her hands, she guided Lauren forward so that her head tipped upwards, buried between her thighs. Lauren inhaled the darkened scent of the woman, nuzzling into the sweet folds of her wet vagina. The softness of her labia slid along the length of her nose, the slickness covering her lips. Maria pushed her away with disdain, walking into the audience, her tight bottom twitching. Lauren gazed out after her, the bright lights making it difficult to judge how many people were there. She felt, for no good reason, that there were maybe five or six more seated behind the General's sofa, and that they had long finished paying any attention to her. Even so, Lauren covered herself, arm across her chest, suddenly acutely aware of her nakedness. She shuddered as goosebumps appeared on her forearms. Maria emerged from the darkness, holding out a can. "Use this on her, get her lathered up" Lauren's eyes ignored the aerosol, zeroing in on the wonderful sight between the older girl's legs, her pussy lips silouhetted against the lights, pouting, glinting with her own saliva. Her stomach turned somersaults, demanding satisfaction. "Come on!" Lauren turned, shaking the can. "What?" she whispered, as Maria sat next to her. "Shave her pussy?" "Sure, it won't take long, and I bet she looks like an angel, right? I bet she's really cute. Go on, shake, and tell me as you smooth it on. Go on!" Lauren did as she was instructed, gently smoothing the cream from her thigh around her pussy, kneading against the fine hair that barely covered anything. "Hmm, so smooth." mumbled Lauren as she traced along Emma's vulva. She was so aroused, her inner lips flowering delightfully as she gently probed. Not a whisper from Emma, except the occasional twitch and groan of pleasure. Her feet strained against the straps, causing her thighs to bulge very slightly against the arms of the chair. Lauren watched with fascination as Emma's hands wandered from the arms of the chair down over her breasts. "Here!" said Maria, taking a little of the foam from Emma's thigh. She dabbed it over Lauren's breasts, teasing the nipples with tiny buttons of froth. Lauren smiled, pleased with the attention and gentle touch. Maria knelt to one side and rested the razor above the little girl's pubic hair, ready for the first stroke. She turned, waiting for a signal from the General. He seemed preoccupied though with Julie who was slowly peeling his foreskin down before teasing the end of his cock with the tip of her tongue. Eventually he nodded. Maria carefully shaved through the fine hair, wiping the razor after each cut with a towel. After only five or six strokes she had finished, but continued for a few seconds making sure that she caught the last of it. She turned to Lauren, her eyes asking for a second opinion. Lauren felt her pussy, warm, sticky and nodded, smiling back at Maria in semi-admiration for the way she so expertly dealt with her. "We're ready!" said Maria, making way for the General. The two girls took positions either side of Emma. Lauren took her hand, returning the little girl's smile as the soldier stood and strode across to the chair. Naked, his cock lurched in front of him, menacing, throbbing, straightening as he neared the young girl tied to the chair. Maria took his cock, guiding him between Emma's thighs. He held her knee, spreading her legs slightly wider, before allowing himself to be positioned at the entrance to her pussy. Lauren felt Emma's grip tighten. The man's cock disappeared slowly inside, the smooth lips forming a perfect seal as he penetrated deep into her body. Lauren allowed her other hand to dip between her own legs, teasing the tight hairs of her own sex until she found that could never provide the satisfaction she needed. Her middle finger pushed deep between her legs, along her labia, parting her lips and allowing a pent up flood of her own to escape down over her thighs. Maria watched in wonder, her eyes never leaving the action of the General as he pushed into the teenager, her skin so pure, smooth, unblemished in comparison to the old man's wrinkles. The General was clearly delighted, pumping rhythmically in an older man's way as Emma's tiny breasts twitched with each thrust. "Kiss her!" he commanded. Maria slipped up to Emma's breasts, lapping around the nipples before taking one in her mouth. The General grunted, shivering slightly as his orgasm approached. Lauren brought the girl's fingers to her mouth and sucked gently, causing Emma to whine with delight. Her bottom bounced on the cushions as she tried hard to match the General's thrusts. Her cries increased dramatically as Lauren slipped her hand underneath her bottom, helping her to raise herself, and allowing the General to get in as deeply as possible. "Oh yes, yes!" she moaned, her high-pitched school-girl voice accompanying the deep guttural grunts of the General. Lauren realised her finger was close to the girl's anus. Probing slightly, she entered her easily and felt the reciprocation as Emma pushed hard against her. Lauren squeezed her own legs together, squealing as her finger reached as far as her hand would allow. She could feel the intense heat inside the girl, the muscular ripples of the General's cock pounding against the wall her vagina. Emma raised her bottom, shaking uncontrollably as he pushed harder onto her. Without warning, he came, bulging inside the girl as his seed shuddered into her depths. Lauren pushed once again as Maria turned her attention to Emma's mouth. Their tongues dueled as the General's orgasm subsided and Emma's crashed through her. The fit of passion wracked her body, thrusting the General out of her as her back arched and her pussy reached for the ceiling. She strained with unbelievable strength against the straps, cum spilling from her pussy and spreading in tiny spurts over her legs and dripping onto the cushions. Lauren slowed her strokes, pulling her finger out of her gently so she could support her bottom, assisting her in her attempt to touch the ceiling with her dribbling pussy. The General flopped back onto the sofa, grabbed Julie and lay her head in his lap as his cock flopped against his thigh, still spurting occasionally even as Julie gently began to caress him with her tongue. Cum trickled slowly from Emma's gaping vagina, coursing down towards her anus. Maria held the little girl's head between her hands and gently touched the smooth softness of her cheeks. "Nice?" she asked, beaming at her captive. Emma nodded with youthful enthusiasm, blowing her cheeks out as if to say she way exhausted, glancing down as Maria circled her nipples with the lightest of touches. "You, over here!" commanded the General, pointing at Lauren, then a spot by his feet. She scooted across the carpet to stand as directed, hands by her side facing the man. "Hmm, wonderful figure! What do you think?" asked the General, slapping Julie on the bottom. "She's lovely. Perfect tits. And what legs!" said Julie, gazing at Lauren in between licks to the General's weapon. A surge of happiness flooded through Lauren, the compliment well received, especially, she thought, given the presence of such beauties as Maria and Emma. The General nodded in agreement, running his hand over Julie's head, down over her shoulders and settling on her buttocks. He grabbed her legs and guided them apart. Scooping some of her lover's cum onto a finger, he crudely pushed into her anus, causing her head to fall onto the man's lap as his cock almost disappeared inside her mouth. Lauren's eyebrows registered her surprise, but looking round, she realised that nobody else was really paying attention. "OK, let's see the other side. Turn to face Maria!" he said, turning Lauren with his right hand on her hip. Lauren felt his hand on her buttock as her face reddened. She looked across at Emma who lay on the cushions, still tied, her pussy still engorged, now above a pool of cum. Maria produced a bottle of oil from the side of the sofa and tipped a little on her hands. "Part your legs a little, Lauren" said Maria, kneeling in front of her. Lauren did as she was told, looking down at the shiny, dark hair of the woman, breasts full and firm, nipples erect and waiting. Lauren closed her eyes in bliss as hands rubbed the oil over her inner thighs. Tremblings of pleasure rippled through her stomach as the hands got closer to her pussy until mercifully, she felt a solitary finger running along the deep, swollen valley of her labia. Lauren reached out and gripped Maria's head, steadying herself without opening her eyes. The fingers pushed further, oiling her buttocks, making her squeal as the whole arm bent round underneath her and found her anus. Whether or not the General could see didn't cross her mind. She gripped Maria's head tighter as a finger slowly pushed inside her anus, withdrew, and came back with more oil. "Part your legs a little more, nice and wide for me. Good girl, now grip your buttocks and spread them wide apart!" Lauren's fingers sank into her buttocks, crawling closer to her anus as she pulled the flesh further apart. She touched other fingers, Maria's, pushing into her anus. Her breasts throbbed while her nipples sent shrill pleas for attention. Footsteps on the carpet. Through half closed eyes, she watched Emma, young hand between her tethered legs, playing with herself as Juan offered his semi-erect cock to her mouth. Suddenly, she felt her legs parted even further and lost her balance. Hands behind her grabbed her wrists as she fell down towards the sofa. "Ahh!" she screamed out of disappointment more than concern. The General's knees seemed to be in the way as she landed on his lap, someone's hands tight around her wrists, wrestling with ropes of some sort. She felt herself lifted slightly and twisted painfully to see Julie grinning and an unknown man, naked, holding her arms. She felt the General's hot cock poking between her legs, then hands pulling her up and adjusting his erection until it was aimed at her oiled brown hole. "Oh no, please don't!" she screamed, tugging in vain to free her hands. "Shut up! Shut the fuck up, or feel my bayonet in you!" he shouted. She felt the tip of his cock resting against her tight sphincter and strained to keep her buttocks high in the air. He put one arm round her breasts, painfully tweaking her nipples and groping her firm, youthful shape as he positioned himself. Maria wandered over to the sofa as though she had all the time in the world, carefully positioning one foot on the sofa beside the General, followed by the other so that she stood above them both, her pussy inches from Lauren's face. While Lauren strained to keep herself away from the General's cock, Maria pulled her face into her pussy. "There! That's what you wanted, right?" she growled. Ropes snaked quickly around her wrists, pulling tighter with every effort she made to escape. "Lick me, tramp! Get your tongue really deep inside me." But without waiting, Maria slowly descended until she straddled them both. Lauren felt the weight of the girl across her thighs, pushing down. The General's cock embedded itself deeper into her anus while Maria's breath tingled around her ear. Trembling uncontrollably, Lauren's leg muscles gave in and she screamed again as his length vanished inside her. The heat and deep-seated intrusion almost overwhelmed her. She grabbed Maria, holding tight onto her as their breasts molded together. Slowly, Maria slid off while the General started his slow, regular pumping inside her tight arsehole. Lauren sobbed quietly, great heaves of breath rasping in her lungs as she shook. The smell of childhood, of mis-timed trips to the toilet. The smell of shame, embarrassment, public ridicule. He pawed at her breasts, uncaring as her nipples registered the brutality of his hands. Lauren opened her eyes as she sensed another presence. She gasped as Julie took the place of Maria and stood in front of Lauren. "Clean her up, slut!" barked the General in Lauren's ear. He grabbed her hair and yanked back, forcing her mouth higher, in line with Julie's tender young pussy. Lauren pushed her tongue out slowly, still sobbing, instantly rewarded with the warmth of the teenager. She inhaled, savouring the sensual sweetness of her youth, the rich creaminess of her lovemaking around the tight muscles and sinews as her tears dribbled down the young girl's legs. Sensing that her audience was preoccupied, and therefore less threatening, Lauren teased the girl with her tongue. Mindful that the General had a strict hour for his visit, she reasoned that the longer she remained providing entertainment, the more chance she had of staying alive. She responded with more enthusiasm, concentrating once again on the fifteen year old hovering above her. Darting occasionally inside her vagina before returning to flick over her labia or taste the warm cum that stuck to her hairless thighs, she could feel her trembling, muscles deep inside her vagina announcing, rejoicing in the possibility of another orgasm. The girl's breathing faltered, hissing between her teeth in time with Lauren's attention. Lauren's stomach lurched, adoring the way she could turn her head and take the engorged labia between her lips. Juice flooded from her, liberated each time Lauren pushed her tongue into her vagina. Sweet, young and so natural that she felt like singing. Deeper she thrust, her tongue straining painfully as she tried her hardest to satisfy the young girl. She felt Julie grip her head, for balance as much as anything. The General pulled her hair harder, grinding his cock in a circular motion that kept up the deep lust she felt and worshipped. Julie gripped her tighter, pulling Lauren deep into her, squashing her nose hard against her clitoris. Lauren felt her legs wobble as she moved against her tongue. One final thrust, and the motherlode spilled out, coating her tongue and chin as Julie came, releasing her own love liquid as well as Juan's. The girl laughed with pleasure as Lauren opened her mouth, still flicking occasionally but allowing Julie to slowly float and return to earth on her own. The sofa wobbled as Julie slid off her, much to Lauren's disappointment. She watched her slump contentedly onto the sofa, grinning, her breasts wobbling slightly as her arm fell over the side of the cushion to rest on Juan's shoulder. There would have been no objections if Julie had stayed for more but it allowed Lauren to breath and enjoy the sweet scent of the girl on her face. She so dearly wanted to touch herself. Even if she could have closed her legs and squeezed she would have been happy with the degree of satisfaction and relief. But her thoughts were interrupted as the General again jerked her back so that all she could see was the ceiling. "More for you. If you're good, we'll let you come. Got it?" he said as his right hand moved from her breasts down to her pubic hair. She raised herself, muscles screaming in self-defense as she tried to bring his fingers into contact with pussy. A shock of blonde curly hair flooded onto sight. A smile from the beautiful little girl, cute, pert breasts high above, flat stomach. Then a musky darkness as Emma sat on Lauren's face, her smooth, sticky mound pouting rudely, her labia sliding perfectly either side of Lauren's nose. Again she licked, the taste of the girls mingling together. She sensed a pulsing inside her anus as the General became more aroused by the sight of their obvious familiarity. Lauren ground her hips, finding that she could reward herself in a small way by making a circular action on his lap. Emma moved slowly above her, lowering herself just enough to brush her pussy over Lauren's lips. Emma placed one foot on the back of the sofa, steadying herself with her hands and once again lowering herself, this time offering Lauren much greater access to her hot sex. Emma gasped as she rubbed her clitoris against Lauren's nose while a hot tongue shot into her vagina, pushing apart her hairless lips on it's way into the sanctuary of her tight, tender tunnel. As if on cue, she felt someone touching her pussy. If she could have spoken , she would have thanked them all as new sensations flooded her thighs. The fingers betrayed a male owner. Lauren's heart pounded in her chest as sinister thoughts flooded her mind. She groaned loudly from deep within, the sound muffled, garbled, her tongue hopelessly embedded in the little girl above her. She shook her head as the General gripped her tight with his arm. She knew that a man stood in front of her but couldn't see round Emma to determine who it was. The person's cock rested at her vagina, fierce, erect, probing. She felt Maria once again with her oil, administering in preparation. She broke away momentarily for a deep breath. "No, no please don't. Not now, please!" she wailed, her deepest fears confirmed that she was going to be forced to satisfy two men at the same time. She heard a slap followed by a schoolgirl giggle. Emma pushed harder into her face as the cock pushed against her oily entrance. It entered with ease although Lauren had no idea of how big it was or it's length. Hands grabbed her legs and pulled them back, allowing easier access for the hot cock that had now spread her vagina wide. She felt the man's balls bang against her buttocks and would have cried out if Emma hadn't prevented her. The thrusting into her pussy quickened and the man's cock bulged with a telltale sign of impending release. With each thrust, the General's cock also withdrew then pushed back in. She clawed for breath, aware that her mouth was completely covered by the soaking folds of Emma's pussy, and she could only occasionally inhale through her nose. Her head pounded from the lack of oxygen, increasing her terror that she might pass out from any one of the threats to her sanity. She felt his hands on her hips, guiding her up and down forcefully, regulating the movement of them all with strength and ease. He groaned deep inside, digging his fingers into her taut flesh, summoning her to join him. His voice became frantic as his groans quickened. Lauren felt him expanding, throbbing until he gasped and bulged with orgasm, shooting deep into her. Tears welled in her eyes as her anus ached, tortured with the relentless punishment seemingly delivered to the very center of her stomach. Just as the General slowed his thrusts, the man came, drenching her pussy with spasmodic jerks, pulling upwards so that his cock banged against her clitoris. A cry left his lips. "Jamie!" she wailed, shame and disgust shaking her very soul. She heard Emma giggle above her and shook her head desperately to throw her off. Breathing deeply through her nose, she sobbed as Jamie savagely thrust his cock into her depths, then paused and withdrew from her aching pussy. Emma swung her leg over and slithered down onto Maria's lap, still highly amused by the whole event. Lauren gazed at the little girl's pussy, shiny with saliva and loving. On cue, Lauren watched the two girls embrace, hugging each other, breathing hard as Maria's fingers found Emma's pussy and explored inside. Turning to Jamie, she retched between sobs as he stood in front of her, hands on hips, smiling as his cock slowly bobbed and shrank. A thread of his cum swayed from the exposed red end, threatening to wrap around his cock as his laughter made it dance. Both the General and Maria laughed at Lauren's utter humiliation, Maria pointing to the cock still deeply embedded in her arse while Jamie stood, legs apart, triumphant. Lauren pushed off the sofa and fell to the floor, burying her face in her hands as her whole body trembled. Maria slipped down beside her. "One last thing!" she whispered, although everyone could hear. "No. No more, please!" she said, hugging the carpet. "Just one thing." Maria took hold of her right leg and raised it, giving those on the sofa a perfect view of her cum-drenched pussy, the matted hair and the steady leak from her anus. Lauren sobbed, her fingers gripping the carpet pile, burrowing unsuccessfully out of sight. Chapter 54 "I hear you're a disobedient girl!" bellowed the General, leaning forward to address her directly. "There's no room for disobedience in my outfit, you know." The chatter in the room died away. Lauren heard her heart pounding against the floor, the squelch of her pussy as Maria let go of her foot. She curled into a ball, exposing the tight cum-speckled slickness of her pussy to him. Trembling slightly, she coughed, catching her breath in between great gasps for air. "I think she needs education! Yes, that's it. More training for this one!" "No!" wailed Lauren, sickness lurking in the pit of her stomach. "No, please leave me alone" "On your knees, disobedient bitch!" he shouted. Maria grabbed Lauren's hips and pulled her up, squatting obscenely next to her. She laid Lauren's head on the small armchair, her bottom facing the little congregation. Lauren missed the silent order, the nod from the General, as he directed the next event. The ropes around her wrists were replaced with those used on Emma. Once her wrists were again securely bound, the free ends of the rope were passed around the rear castors of the armchair. "Fight and you'll be sorry. Now stay still!" he boomed, causing Lauren to flinch. "Please, please ..." A little of the colour and humour had drained from Emma's face, and Jamie's erection had shrunk. Maria whispered to Julie and pushed her towards Lauren, smiling as she watched her sink down beside her frightened friend. "Lori....do you want me to help?" "What?" Lauren turned towards the girl, her arms straining around the front and side of the chair. She was acutely aware of her crude position, her anus pouting from her up turned bottom, her pussy slick, shiny with the men's orgasms. "I can hold you, be here with you if you like" "I've been raped before, this is no different" she replied with a slight smile. She was grateful for the girl's kind thoughts. "Er, they're not going to rape you, really. They're going to whip you because you were naughty." "No!" she screamed, pulling hard against the white ropes, moving the chair a few inches with each superhuman jerk. Her wrists burned against the rope, her neck straining as blood bulged in her veins. The General clicked his fingers. Lauren heard a slight rushing noise before feeling the most intense stinging sensation across her bottom. She flew forward, banging into the chair, distorting her mouth as she squashed into the cushion. Her bottom stung badly, the shock of the sudden punishment being just as bad as the pain itself. Realising there could be another, she twitched, trying to look behind and avoid the next round. Her neck ached as she twisted. "That was just my hand!" smirked Maria, kneeling down beside her. "When I've finished, you'll be red raw, maybe even bleeding a little. Either that, or you'll be begging me to make you come." Maria ran her hand over the smoothness of her buttocks, taking care to venture within a hair's breadth of her wet pussy. Julie leaned forward and kissed her shoulders. "There there" she said, pushing Lauren's hair lovingly out of her eyes. "Squeeze her nipples, really gently" said Maria, standing and watching. She towered over her prisoner, her thigh muscles bulging from exercise and perfect physique, smiling as Julie began to caress her nipples, laying her head on her back. "That's good, let's get started." Maria accepted the small whip that was handed to her and felt the individual thongs that dangled from the leather handle. She rolled the tiny knot at the end of one of the thongs between her fingers, admiring it's simple, clean feel. As she walked towards the armchair, Lauren twitched, again straining to see what was happening. "Open your eyes" Lauren did, only to find about a dozen thin strands of leather dancing before her eyes, each with a single knot at the end. She sniffed, pure pain now constricting her throat as the situation deteriorated. Shaking her head, she twisted and looked up at Maria, avoiding her eyes but settling for a long look at the woman's pussy, the dark furrow and naked valley of her labia. Pleasure swept through her stomach, falling deep and satisfying between her thighs. "Keep your legs apart, bitch!" roared the General. She shifted quickly. "See this?" asked Maria. "This is going to set your arse on fire. Every private thought, every reaction, every secret will be given up in the next few minutes." She trailed the whip over her face, down across her back, and over her buttocks. With her hands, she pressed against Lauren's anus, a finger turning gently as cum continued to dribble from the tight rosebud of her hole. Maria pulled the whip up between her thighs, over her pussy and hard against her anus. Swapping ends, she pressed the stiff shaft of the whip against her, pushing hard to open the tight sphincter muscles. Lauren groaned, the feeling intense, once again disgusting sensation as the inch and a half diameter handle entered her slightly. Maria pulled back out, pushed in again and smiled as the entrance became easier. Removing the handle, she knelt, examining the slick, cum-covered entrance with her index finger. "So ready! You're so aroused, I wonder if you'll come?" She pulled her finger out. Lauren grimaced, shifted on the armchair and then, as her muscles deserted her, broke wind. "Ohh!" she whimpered, shame and disgust etched across her tear- lined face. "You dirty little whore!" shouted Maria, standing. She pulled the whip back above her shoulder and swung down ferociously. White light seemed to burst into her head. Nothing could have prepared her for the instant, blinding pain that gripped her body. It felt as though hundreds of snakes had bitten her at once, their venom searing through her veins. She shook, reverberating, trying to calm her body but still anticipating the next assault. Her bottom twitched, and she could feel the pulsing of her anus, involuntary against the subtly of the air against her skin. Julie gripped her chest tightly, hugging her, restraining her movements. Lauren felt Maria slip down beside her once again. "Please, that's enough!" "What? We've only just started. Have you ever heard of anyone only getting one stroke of the cane?" "Please, I can't stand any more!" "You've never tried, that's all.' She caressed the smooth cheeks of her buttocks, tracing the outline of the darkening mark where the whip had made contact. "You've got the makings of a lovely mark across your bottom, such a wonderful colour against your tan" She once again caressed her with the whip, concentrating on her thighs and the heat that seemed to emanate from between her legs. "Such a pretty pussy!" Maria trailed her fingers gently over her labia, taking care to avoid her clitoris or even to delve into her sweet vagina. Lauren squirmed, feeling the pain and heat translating into lust. The contrast between the insufferable pain and the light touch of her fingers caused bubbles of delight to filter through to her brain. She shook in disbelief, unable to allow any feeling of desire to gain acceptance. She felt Maria's little finger pushing between her pussy lips, so tiny, so welcome. She opened her eyes, pleased to see Julie looking straight at her. The teenager smiled back, reassuringly, her face registering compassion as Maria stood again. "Lori, you're so wet, you're practically dripping!" "Maria please!" "Do you want me to let you come?" "Please, yes!" "Beg me!" "Please, let me come" "Not loud enough!" The whip streaked through the air, catching her on the left buttock with such surprise that her breath seemed to be trapped in her lungs. She coughed fitfully, adding to the intense, blinding stars behind her eyes. Sickness billowed in her stomach as Julie held her waist tightly, steadying her attempts to tear herself from the ropes. As her breathing returned, Lauren uttered a piercing scream that shook the room. "Shut the stupid girl up. Now!" barked the General, his cock now fully rigid. Maria glared at Julie. "Give me your knickers!" she said, her teeth clenched. Fear seemed to pass across her face as she glanced at the General. Julie stood, leaning slightly on Lauren as she swayed back and forth. She dug her thumbs into the waistband and pulled her knickers down to the floor, flicking them up into her hands with a swift movement of her foot. Maria balled them up, pinched Lauren's nose and pushed them roughly into her mouth. "Hey, they're wet!" she commented, leaning down slightly to peer between her legs. Julie sank back onto the carpet. Lauren writhed, her heart beating wildly as difficulty in breathing added to her terror. "Shh! I'm here!" whispered Julie, her fingers running through her hair, pulling the matted, sweaty strands from her cheeks. Lauren groaned, her nostrils flaring as she fought for consciousness. Once again, Maria slowly dragged the whip over her reddened buttocks, teasing her pussy and dwelling on her anus, threatening to plough the handle back inside. Lauren shook, her muscles tensed, aching, panic allowing her body to react with lightening speed to the slightest stimulus. She twisted and turned, looking back, bracing herself, preparing for the inevitable stroke that would once again temporarily blind her, force her to struggle for breath. "So wet." commented Maria, spreading the deluge of slipperiness over her shaking thighs. "You're so frightened! And yet all you need to do is ask me to make you come!" Lauren groaned, trying desperately to form a sentence, even though the knickers in her mouth meant that the best she could expect was a series of grunts. She became aware of the sweet smell from them, the greasy, slick patch of the gusset that rubbed against her nose as she moved on the chair. Opening her eyes again, she noted Julie's breasts and Jamie's limp cock in the background. She sensed Emma behind her among a crowd of others. Tears obscured any further identification. "Here we go again." said Maria, running her finger from Lauren's neck slowly down towards her buttocks. "Just here, I think!" she said, prodding her right cheek. Lauren shook, vomit threatening to billow up into her mouth. She shook her head, turning frantically as her imagination built. Maria's arm rose above her head, and she grunted as she tensed for the downward swing. Lauren wrenched against the ropes, pulling as hard as she could, her wrists red as every muscle in the arms stretched unnaturally. A great swishing noise was followed by silence. Maria laughed, the rest of the audience joining in at the torment, as Lauren reacted like a wind-up doll, turning quickly, unnaturally to the implied stroke. She shook her head, crying steadily, then, eyes wide in amazement, she screamed with a muffled groan as Maria flicked her buttocks gently with the whip. "Maria, get her goddamn legs open!" barked the General again. The woman scurried over to the sofa, grabbed a cushion and pushed it between Lauren's thighs, ensuring a separation of her knees wide enough to please her master. "Lauren! Bottom up. Right up high!" Maria pushed in the middle of her back, accentuating her proud cheeks. "Good girl" She knelt again, teasing the puffy lips of her vagina with her fingers. "Jeeze, you're so hot, aren't you? I love your sweet pink lips, surrounded by such a wonderful tan!" She flicked her clitoris momentarily, causing Lauren to wail. "Almost there, eh?" Lauren inhaled as she touched, aware that what Maria said was absolutely true. During the pauses between the pain, the heat translated into pure pleasure, the violence of the attack stoking her desire for gratification. She nodded submissively, screwing her eyes against the audience. Her breathing was shallow, hot, irregular. She flinched again as Maria brushed against her feet. The cool touch of her thigh against her soles was reassuring and she pushed back, anxious to engage the feeling. Maria shuffled her legs, approaching Lauren's soaking sex before blowing gently over her pussy. Deep moans of pleasure came from the bound girl, the tremulous muscle movements of her anus betraying her involuntary demands. With the lightest of touches, Maria trailed her tongue down between her lips. Lauren's mouth worked spastically, desperately trying to offer thanks. "Soon, my beauty!" said Maria, deliberately slapping her hand on her smooth, tanned buttocks as she stood up again. Lauren jumped, again turning to try and predict the next shock. Maria moved Julie out of the way, standing so that Lauren could see her. She raised her hand, the whip dancing as she took aim. Lauren shook her head, eyes bulging, wailing through the damp knickers as the arm began it's downward path. She closed her eyes just as the knotted thongs struck across her buttocks. Another brilliant flash of pain sent her jerking hard against the chair, the red-hot sting of the whip searing through her body, reawakening previous strokes to generate an intense warmth that was almost kindly. Lauren thought that Maria had deliberately restrained from hitting too hard, and took the opportunity to wiggle her bottom, as though distributing, aiming the heat towards her crotch. She could feel her idiotic anus pumping, shaking with her thighs in anticipation of any further stimulation. Maria sniggered quietly as she watched Lauren and her crude antics. "You're like a goddamn animal, you know? Like a cow on heat!" She swirled round. "Juan, here!" He obliged, allowing Maria to position him beside Lauren so she could watch. Maria ran the palm of her hand across his underpants. "This is what you want, right?" Lauren groaned, shaking her head. The thought of being rammed by the boy with her buttocks and thighs in such agony was abhorrent, even though it meant that the whipping might then be finished. She was even unsure if she could withstand anything inside her at the time. Perhaps a tongue, but reality suddenly hit home, belatedly, and she jerked at the ropes. There was a sense of disaster yet again setting in, and the fear of the whip melded with her panic for her bonds and the tight bindings that cut into her flesh. Her tears flowed again, bright, clear drops of dismay that dribbled over her face. "Open your eyes, bitch!" bellowed the General. Lauren obliged, finding Maria's fingers in the waistband of Juan's underpants, tugging slowly down, revealing the top of his stiff cock. Maria licked her lips as the full length of the boy was exposed. Grasping him in her hand, she pulled his foreskin down, revealing the threatening red orb. Maria stroked him slowly, allowing him to push his cock downwards with his hand as she brought him to maximum hardness. Lauren fought to close her eyes, block out the vision and thought of his cock skewering her, but she lost the battle. Maria took him in her mouth, working him with her tongue and cheeks. "Get on with it! Jesus, just let the bitch have it!" shouted the General, angry at Maria's slow progress. Lauren squealed as he stood, his cock thrust before him. Grabbing the whip from Maria's hand, he pushed her to the floor and took up a position behind Lauren. The General and Lauren inhaled together, both gathering strength. But as his arm reached to top of the arc, she screamed as loudly as she could, screwing her eyes shut. A blinding flash and gasps from the audience. The breath was knocked out of her with the terrible force of the blow. Lauren flew into the depths of the armchair, her wrists straining against her bonds, her face grotesque against the cushion. Her mouth, wide open, uttered no sound, but the pain ricocheted through her body, making her limbs react spastically to the stroke. The General reeled from his swing, tottering on his feet before being steadied by Maria. "Get off me, I don't need help!" he screamed. "On your back!" "No!" pleaded Maria. "No, please." she said, although it was clear, as she rolled over, sobbing, that there would be no appeal. "Legs open!" Maria whimpered, parting her legs, to the astonishment of all in the room. Lauren felt sorry for her and clutched at the bond that now existed between them, a shared common enemy. "Beg!" "Please!" "Please what?" "Please punish me!" She grabbed the back of her thighs, spreading her legs as wide as she could, pulling back in an obscene pose that offered her very sex to the man. Just as she pulled back hard, lifting her bottom off the floor the General raised the whip and struck straight between her legs. Maria's face screwed up in agony, her legs springing together, trapping the whip. Lauren flinched at the sight, relieved that her punishment had been focused on her buttocks and thighs. She watched as Maria writhed on the floor, her breathing ragged as she fought back tears. Lauren's eyes toured the poor girl's body, taking in her magnificent breasts, the taut muscles of her body and the look of excruciating pain that pushed her to scream out loud. Lauren heard the sinister sound of the whip but her daydreaming gave her no time to react. The whip's mean knots caught her across the thighs, sending her flying into the chair, the force knocking the air from her lungs. As the pain registered, she opened her mouth to scream, choking on the knickers now soaked with her saliva, breathing with difficulty, dizzy as she gasped for air. Her heart beat furiously, panic again setting in as she floated, reason drifting away from her mind. Another blow, accurately placed between her legs, hit home. Of the twenty four knots of the whip, three buried themselves in her matted pubic hair. Five hit within an inch of her clitoris, and another eight smothered her vulva in pain. Three penetrated her vagina, while the remainder scarred her thighs and buttocks. The pain registered and she slipped lower into unconsciousness, her buttocks stinging, red raw, one stripe bleeding very slightly. Her vagina, though red from the whip, remained unmarked with any permanent sign of his brutality. She shook, bile and vomit now fighting for attention in her stomach. Retching painfully between her sobs, she struggled again with her bonds, desperate to flee, to seek help, before she collapsed. "OK! You!" shouted the General, cock rampant. He pointed at Juan who sat stupefied on the sofa, trying to sink into the silent audience. "Kneel down here!" Juan practically ran to his feet, kneeling as commanded, his eyes lowered in deference to the higher authority. He looked over to Julie. "OK, you, get him hard so her can teach the bitch a lesson!" Julie slithered around Lauren and ran her hand over his underpants. Smiling weakly, she bent down and fished out his half-hard cock and took it between her lips. His erection grew quickly, and gripping her head gently between his hands, he closed his eyes in pleasure. Within a minute, his cock stood hard, ready for action. "OK. Take her hard! Julie, guide him into her hot pussy!" Juan took his position behind the semi-conscious girl and inhaled sharply as Julie took his cock and placed at Lauren's wet entrance. Lauren barely moved. She was aware of what was going to happen, but lacked any energy or sense of feeling to motivate her. Juan pushed in hard, sinking his whole length into her in one strong thrust. Lauren felt him enter her, but numbness prevented any stimulation from registering. She could make out Julie's breasts, swaying behind her, although focusing seemed to be difficult. The lights swirled in the room, and distant bodies seemed to float slightly in her distorted picture. The heat from her body was intense, and a feeling of euphoria settled in as she realised that the beating had probably finished. Juan picked up the speed, pounding against her flesh. The simple message from her pussy eventually worked it's way to her mind, registering as stimulation, sex, gratification. Suddenly, as though an internal switch had been thrown, the pain seemed to be swapped for well-being, thanks, relief and again a sense of fulfillment. It grew as Juan thrust into her, and when an unknown hand reached to her mouth and withdrew the knickers, she felt such humility that she wanted to cry with gratitude. "Do you want to come?" asked the General, his voice almost pleasant. Between sobs, Lauren managed to plead with him, nodding furiously as a female hand caressed the side of her sweaty face. "Yes, yes please, sir!" "You! Over here!" he said, motioning to Julie. The girl shot across the floor, fear in her eyes at the sudden call. "Let her suck your finger, then push into her hole as far as you can" Julie obeyed, giving Lauren a taste of her middle finger. Lauren wrapped her tongue round it, sucking like a new-born baby. Slowly, Julie slipped it from her mouth and rested on her anus. Gripping Lauren's waist with her left hand, she pushed into her, feeling the regular thrusting of Juan against the thin membrane. Lauren moaned loudly, pain shooting through her as the two teenagers violated her, each thrust scorching her already raw skin. Maria rolled over onto her side, distraut that her involvement seemed to have finished. "Harder, make her cum!" shouted the General, raising the whip in a threat to Juan's rate of pumping. He doubled his efforts, causing Lauren to grip the white ropes around her wrists. Her muscles strained yet again, eyes screwed up as the awful pain registered. "You! Make the boy come, hold his balls!" he said, directing Emma towards the frightening activity. Still naked, she slid off the sofa and laid her left hand on Juan's thigh, while cupping his balls with her right. She looked up, hoping for confirmation that she was doing it correctly. The look of determination on his face was confirmation enough. His regular movements faltered as the intensity of his feeling clearly accelerated. Lauren felt his expanding inside her, taking her own orgasm a step closer. She lay her head back on the cushion, wondering in disbelief how anyone could endure such extremes. Even though her breathing was easier, she still fought for oxygen, her sobbing hardly helping as she gulped in great lungfuls of air between the regular thrusts of the boy. She was just as keenly aware of Julie and the slender yet rigid finger that had burrowed into her tight passageway. The movement inside produced a deep warming that seemed to deflect her attention from the pain of Juan thrashing against her buttocks and thighs. Occasionally, she felt Emma's small warm fingers brush her labia as Juan slammed into her pussy. The boy groaned loudly as he punished her harder, but Lauren, now more confident that she had felt the worst of the pain, returned his thrusts with her own, arching her back to maximise his penetration. Julie sensed her growing anxiety and delved deeper, twisting her finger at the bottom of each stroke, rubbing the thin wall between her finger and the stiff cock buried in Lauren's pussy. Both Julie and Emma watched intently as Juan's cock slid in and out of Lauren's saturated pussy, his veins rippling against the delicate folds of the girl's inner sex. Changing his stroke, he slowed, allowing the red bulb of his cock to emerge almost all the way before pushing back, parting Lauren's pussy lips as the thick red orb disappeared into her raging cave. "I'm coming!" said Lauren between gritted teeth. The tell-tale surge of lust and pleasure had built at such an unusual rate that she knew that an orgasm of hurricane force was about to crash through her. She was grateful as Julie withdrew from her anus, scooped up some of her natural lubrication, and firmly re-entered her anus, slapping the palm of her hand against her buttocks. Once again, Juan's thick cock pulsed, expanding to enhance the effect of his pummeling into her depth. She felt him jabbing against her cervix, probing deeper as he groaned again, now gripping her stinging hips with his hands as he pulled her against his rod. Lauren lifted her bottom again, demanding the full force of his stiffness. He obliged, pounding into her, spurred on by the frantic action of Julie who twisted, turned and explored just above. Emma grabbed his balls in her young hand, squeezing experimentally. The sack contracted, encouraging every drop of cum into existence, priming him as he jerked out of control. Lauren felt him return to quick, deep thrusts and felt her orgasm boiling, bubbling inside her until it raged out of control, defiant and taking every one of her muscles with it as it coursed through her body. She wanted to scream in pleasure but couldn't. Only a gargling sound came from her throat as Juan looked at the ceiling and spurted wave after wave of pure white cum into her pussy. Lauren gripped the ropes, hanging onto sanity with every strand of strength, lifting her bottom to ensure he penetrated as deeply as possible. She bucked backwards, encouraging him, determined that he wouldn't stop until she was done. A second wave flooded through her, making her dizzy, lightheaded. Still he thrust into her, in perfect time with Julie. Her heart beat crazily as she realized that something else, another great surge of pleasure, was actually building, as though she had just experienced a preview of what was to come. It built quickly as the three children administered to her, their hands, lips and limbs touching, caressing, diving into her. Frightened by the intensity between her legs she relaxed slightly, but curiosity won the day, and as she pushed back against Juan she came with such a force that she thought she would be sick. Her orgasm gripped her, throwing her around on the chair, twisting, distorting her, scaring her to such a degree that she stopped breathing, trying to understand what was happening. Julie twisted her finger deep inside her anus and grabbed her nipple, turning it painfully. Just as Emma's tiny hand found her proud, slick clitoris her mind gave up all hope of understanding. She passed out into blackness and slumped against the chair. 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