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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. 
 
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material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it 
is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood.  
 
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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.  
 
Juan finished to the satisfaction of the General almost a minute later  
and slid to the floor, breathing hard and sweating heavily. Jamie  
was ordered to cut Lauren's bonds while the General dressed. With  
a scornful glance at Maria, he stood, spun on his heel and left the  
room with his entourage.  



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