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Subject: MNA: Island of Terror (mf ff mc nc sm bd pd) 03/04
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[BEGIN]
is. I got up and staggered the few feet to Wendy, collapsing next
to her, and shaking her awake. 
     She blinked her eyes in the strong sunlight, the slowly rolled
over and stared up at me. 
     "Are you all right?" I asked.
She shook her head, and then sat up.
     "Oh God." she groaned. "What the fuck happened?"
     "Don't you remember?" 
     "Oh shit! How could I forget?"
She looked around her tiredly.
     "No more virgins on this island." she said, then she giggled
and fell backward once more.
     "We have to get away before the boys wake up." I hissed.
     "What for?" she sighed.
I hadn't expected that question. It momentarily stunned me.
     "Do you want to go through that again?" I demanded.
     "We can't get away Meghan. None of us knows the first thing
about even surviving on this crummy island. All we'll do is get
lost and die."
     "It would be better than this." I glared.
     "I don't think so."
     "You always were a slut." I said, viciously.
She shrugged.
     I got up and moved over to where Penny was laying. She was
already awake. She looked up at me through wide, blinking blue eyes
that were rimmed with red.
     "Penny. Come on. Let's get the hell out of here." I whispered.
     She looked uncertainly around, and then nodded, and tried to
stand up. She didn't make it on the first try, and I had to help
her. We looked around for our clothes, but couldn't find anything,
and were worried that the boys might show up at any time. 
     Finally, we decided to just take off as is. We took the path
down to the beach, scurrying as quickly as we could without shoes.
Once on the beach we headed off along the shoreline, scrambling
through the waves so as to leave no footprints for the boys to
track.
     "Where are we going to go." she gasped, as we forced our feet
through the water.
     "Anywhere is better than there." I replied.
     I was afraid of the boys, but more afraid of my own body. I
had felt it's awakening last night, despite my will. I hadn't been
able to really resist. I was worried that my will and mind would be
sapped. 
     Wendy, who was once the strongest willed girl I knew, seemed
to have given in to the brutal treatment the boys doled out to her.
She even seemed to enjoy it. I knew I would soon follow suit if I
didn't get away. That hot wet tunnel between my legs would take
control and I would be little more than a sexual servant for those
arrogant, egotistical boys.
     We walked on for most of the morning. Both of us started
getting real hungry soon, but neither knew much about how the boys
were getting the plants and vegetables we'd all been eating for the
last couple of weeks.
     Finally though, we did run across some berries I servant from
yesterday's breakfast. We both gorged ourselves, and then rested by
the beach for an hour or so.
     Penny kept cupping her big breasts, which were black and blue
with bruises. The boys had really abused them the other day. Mine
were'nt in much better shape. It seemed that the harder they
squeezed breasts, the more the boys liked it.
     "What are we going to do Meghan?" Penny whimpered. 
     "What if it's true, like the Captain said, and we're never
rescued?"
     "We will be." I glared.
     "But what if we're not?"
     "Don't think about that, because it's not going to happen."
     "We can't live out here forever on our own."
     "Why not?" I said fiercely.
     "We can get stupid berries as well as the boys. We can build
those dumb little huts they built. If those pigs can survive, then
so can we."
With that, I rose and stomped off, not even turning to see if Penny
followed.
     We walked as far as we could before getting too exhausted to
continue. Then we made a little nest just inside the jungle,
carving out a little hole from the sand and dumping palm fronds
into it. I found some more berries and we wolfed them down. We fell
asleep easily.
     The next day, we got more berries and walked on. I was
determined to find someplace we could camp out together without the
boys finding us. Penny was as unused to exercise as any of the
girls, but endured all the walking with relatively little
complaining. We had to stop often though for her to rest.
     She talked about her experience with the boys as we walked.
She'd been overwhelmed by the groping, fondling, rutting males. It
was because of her tits, she said angrily. Several of the boys had
fucked her between her breasts, and all of them had squeezed and
abused them.
     "If we ever get out of here, I'm getting breast reduction
surgery." she vowed.
     "Maybe you can give them to Annie." I mused.
     "That bitch! Did you see her yesterday, wandering around and
laughing at us while the boys raped us?
     "I never saw her." I confessed.
     "Yeah, well, she was the one that told the Captain to make you
suck his cock." she said.
     "Are you sure!" I demanded.
She nodded grimly.
"That fucking whore is really going to get it when we get out of
this."
     Something grabbed me from behind and dragged me to the ground.
I heard Penny screaming, and then my arms and legs were pinned down
and a grinning boy knelt above me.
     "Hello there baby. Having a nice little walk?" he sneered.
     "Leave us alone!" I yelled.
     "You got a hope." one of them said. I realized there were half
a dozen of them there around us. Penny was pinned on her back as
well.
     "Good work men." one of them said to the others. 
"We'll take them back to the Captain."
I was struggling with the boys holding my arms down.
     I was turned on my stomach and my hands were pulled behind me
and tied together with strong vines.
     "You two bitches have caused enough trouble." one of them
said. I recognized him as one of the boys that had been with Annie
when Wendy had been whipped and sodomized.
     His name was Tony, I learned. He tied a long vine around my
throat, and another around Penny's. The two of us were led through
the jungle, naked, with out hands tied behind us. We kept falling
down, the rough jungle trail we were on wasn't very easy on two
people without any shoes.
     After a couple of hours, neither I nor Penny could walk much.
Our feet were too covered in cuts and bruises. Tony threw me down
against a low grass hill, cursing in disgust. He turned to one of
the other boys.
     "Cunningham, take Mike, and Joey, and go and find us two
strong meat poles."
     I didn't know what he meant at the time, and didn't have time
to consider it. One of the boys dropped to his knees beside me and
shoved my legs up against my chest. Then he drove his cock down
into my hot, but dry fuck tunnel.
     He grunted and strained as his cock made hard going of the dry
inner walls of my pussy. After several minutes, my hole started to
lubricate, and he got more power into his strokes. I heard Penny
squeal in pain and turned to see her kneeling a few feet away. 
     Her head was pulled way, way back so her spine was bent and
arched. A boy standing behind her was sliding his cock up and down
between her lips, fucking it right down her throat. Another boy
knelt in front of her. He held her two fat breasts in his hands and
mashed and squashed them around his cock as he thrust it into her
cleavage.
     The boy fucking me came, and rolled off, letting my legs drop
back flat on the grass. Another boy took his place, rolling me over
onto my front and then pulling me to my knees. My hands were still
tied behind me, so my weight came down on my head and shoulders,
but he didn't care about that end of me.
     My legs were pushed apart and his cock slammed down into my
cunt hole from behind. His hands squeezed tightly around my waist
as he drove his prong into me with long steady strokes. His hips
splatted repeatedly against my buttocks, crushing them, squashing
them.
     He pumped furiously, his groin smashing into my splayed crotch
with brutal, jarring force, his prick skewering my tortured cunny.
Then he sprayed his jism down my hole and stood up, sighing, and
doing up his pants.
     Another boy knelt behind me and his cock pushed between my
cuntlips and started fucking. Despite my fury and despair at
getting caught, my pussy started to heat up. No matter how I felt,
if my cunt was sufficiently ploughed, it seemed to take on a mind
of its own. 
     I prayed silently for the boy to finish before I really heated
up and he began feeling my spasming cunt around him. He was in no
hurry though, driving his prong up and down my fuck tube with
deliberate slowness.
     I wasn't the only one who wanted him to hurry though. 
"Come on Thompson," Tony grunted. "Hurry up and finish with that
twat, we gotta get going."
The one called Thompson grunted, and then sighed. His cock began
moving into me with greater speed. Soon it was sawing back and
forth inside me with enough power to send hot, quaking sensations
through my body.
     I could feel my belly burning with the need to cum. I fought
as hard as I could, clamping down my muscles, thinking about things
that were sad, and terrible, like plane crashes, and dead children.
Nothing worked though. I was moving upward into a gale force
orgasm.
     Then his jism squirted out into me and he pulled away. I was
left there on my knees, my chest heaving with the effort I was
putting forth to hold back the cum. I hardly realized what was
going on around me until the burning in my loins started to
subside.
     My wrists were untied, and then retied in front of me. Tony
wound the vine around and around my wrists to a ridiculous extent.
What did he think I was, Supergirl?     He wound another vine
around my ankles, tying them together and then winding about ten
feet of vine around and around them, before tying it together. How
in the hell did they think we were going to walk like this, I
wondered.
     The same thing was happening to Penny, and then the boys
there, pulled her legs and hands up in the air and slid a long pole
through them. They lifted the pole, dangling Penny from it like one
of those old movies with cannibals in them. 
     I wondered for a brief second, wether we were going to be
eaten or something. A second pole was slid between my legs and
hands, and then I too was hauled into the air.
     With a boy on each end of the pole, we trudged through the
jungle. To say the position lacked dignity was a massive
understatement. I swung back and forth from side to side, my going
straight up in the air, along with my arms, my head hanging down
behind me, filling with blood. I was extremely dizzy after a while,
but the boys didn't care.
     They changed pole bearers every little while. I didn't seem to
be much of a burden to them, as they moved pretty fast. I got so
dizzy from the blood rushing to my head that I started to get
delirious. 
     The trail we were passing along was overgrown with every
manner of bush and grass. In fact, it was hardly a trail at all.
The boys carried us bouncing and jouncing through tall grass that
was higher than our heads. In my delirious state, the brushing and
rubbing of the grasses against my ass and pussy began to excite my
body.
     It was a very gentle caressing kind of movement. The grasses
were swaying back and forth because of the passage of the boys in
front of me. It never would have done more than cause mild
excitement if I had been lucid. But in this state, hour after hour,
it started building up an enormous head of steam in my pussy.
     Those horrible, endless rubbing grasses were driving me insane
as they kept massaging my defenceless crotch.
The little flickering brushes were enough to turn my whole ass and
crotch into a hyper sensitive, throbbing mass of quaking flesh, but
they weren't enough to push me over the edge into orgasm. 
     Instead of cumming, and releasing all that heat, my fires just
kept burning and burning, going higher and higher until my entire
body pulsed and shivered with the passion within me. 
     I might have gone permanently insane if the boy on the front
of the pole hadn't ignored a low bush in the center of the trail.
It was really beneath his notice, since he just stepped over it. It
was only about a foot or so off the ground.
     My ass was only six inches or so off the ground though. As he
carried me forward, the trunk of the little bush, which must have
been several inches around, ran straight into the valley between my
ass cheeks.
     It hit dead center against my cuntmound with enough force to
send a furious searing rush of sexual energy through my beleaguered
frame. Instead of going around, he just pulled on the pole, jamming
my crotch against the little bush hard.
     I exploded. I screamed at the top of my lungs as my body was
racked by uncontrollable contortions and convulsions. Every fibre
of my body spasmed and flared as that terrible sexual heat was
finally expelled. 
     He kept pulling and my body eventually pushed the bush forward
and then went through it. It seared a white hot trail down between
my buttocks until it scratched past my anus and was gone.
     I made loud and weird noises, or so Penny told me later, and
Tony came back to me and grabbed my head by the hair, jerking it
upright. He obviously thought that I was acting like I was because
of the way my head had been hanging down behind me.
     He shoved my head through my arms so they would hold it
upright, and I stared dazedly at my own chest and belly for a
number of minutes while my head reeled with the sudden loss of
blood.
     My senses started to come back to me, and I became aware of
the pain in my wrists and ankles. All my weight was being suspended
by the vines around them, and they were starting to cut into my
skin. My hands were already feeling cold from the lack of
circulation.
     Not long after that, we were being carried into the center of
the camp. At first I didn't understand this, after all, we'd walked
for almost two days, and here we were back in only a few hours.
     It turned out of course, that the island was sort of round.
The Captain had known we would be following the beaches since we
had no shoes, and had sent a party straight through the woods in
either direction to intercept us. 
     There were cheers from the boys as we were hauled through the
camp. The girls didn't make any sound, except for Annie. She
wandered over to us and grinned maliciously down at me as I hung
there from the pole.
     "How nice to see you once again Meghan." she sneered.
     The Captain came out of a hut then and stood before us,
glaring down sternly. 
     "Disobedience can, and will not be tolerated." he said, in a
voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
     "These two have wilfully ignored the rules and have caused
hardship for the men who had to search them out and protect them
from their own ignorance and foolishness."
     "They must be punished, and the entire community will join in
to chastise them and show them the error of their ways and the
unity of our condemnation."
     He gestured and the boys lowered us to the ground, then pulled
the poles out from between our arms and legs. My hands and feet
were untied and I was roughly hauled to my feet before the Captain.
Penny was pushed next to me where she trembled in apprehension.
     "And what shall be their punishment?" the Captain said, in a
booming voice.
I felt a sudden, very stupid, bravery.
     "Isn't looking at you punishment enough?" I squeaked.
He blinked and his eyes narrowed. I could have killed myself,
unfortunately, I was afraid he was going to do just that.
     I was frogmarched over to where a tall frame had been set up.
It consisted of two upright poles and a third joining them together
about eight feet off the ground. My wrists were tied to each pole,
high enough up so I was hanging a foot off the ground. My wrists,
already sore from supporting my weight, ached anew.
     My legs were pulled apart, and also tied to the upright poles,
leaving me in a taut X shape. The Captain stood next to me as the
rest of the camp gathered around.
     "This female has been disobedient, mutinous, and insolent." he
said. "She will be punished according to the rules set forth in
military manual that accompanied our forefathers on the North
American continent."
     I didn't really know what he was saying. I was exhausted,
miserable and sore. My mind pulsed with dread and worry. I looked
around me at the teenagers gathered there. Most of the boys looked
just as arrogant as I remembered.
     The girls were a mixture of visible emotions. Annie and Cathy
obviously couldn't wait for my punishment to begin. Kelly and Holly
were like zombies. Wendy looked at me with wide, but almost
mindless eyes. There was a slight smile on her face, and her hand
rubbed against her naked crotch.
     Then something slammed into my back, high up near my
shoulders. I screamed in pain and rocked forward against the vines
holding me. My back burned with pain, and I realized that the
Captain had begun his punishment.
     I tried to twist my head around, to see behind me. I only
managed to see the Captain's arm swinging what looked like one of
the boys military leather belts before it hit my back again and
pain crashed through my system.
     My mind was filled with frantic, howling anguish as the belt
slammed into my back again and again. Each blow made a resounding
CRACK! that echoed around the small gathering watching. Each blow
sent my body rocking forward against the vines restraining me. Each
sent a fresh surge of searing pain through my overloaded system,
and faded slowly into a dull, burning ache.
     The belt slashed down across my buttocks, sending my loins
rocking forward. I Heard Annie laugh and say something to one of
the boys, but couldn't make it out. The belt cracked down again,
and then again, criss crossing my ass cheeks with a deliberateness
that contrasted against the brutal power of the blows.
     Then he stopped. He called out a name. I never bothered to
look up to see what was going on. My head hung loosely down, hair
covering my sight of the people gathered around me. The belt
whistled through the air and slashed against my buttocks once
again. Five quick blows in succession cracked and whipped against
my ass before there was a pause.
     Another name was called out and one of the boys standing just
in front of me moved toward me. I could see him briefly pass beside
me, and then seconds later there was another blow, this one against
my back. Four more blows followed, each one sending rocking my
helpless body forward, sending fresh pain through the blurring wave
of fire that encompassed my back and buttocks.
     Another name was called out. It was Annie. A hand grasped my
hair and pulled my head up. Annie was standing right in front of
me, her hand in my hair. There was a nasty smile on her face and
she held a belt in her hand. "Don't fall asleep now Meghan dear. I
want you to appreciate the effort I'm going to here." she sneered.
     Then she moved around behind me and the belt lashed down
across my buttocks. I grunted, low in my throat, my limbs twitching
in reaction. The belt lashed down again, this time across the
middle of my back, then again, against my shoulders.
     She appeared around in front of me, looking at me with a pouty
frown.
     "Meghan the least you could do is scream a little to show
everyone you appreciate your punishment." she glared.
There was a sadistic gleam in her eyes as she stared at my naked
form.
     "Maybe you need a little more encouragement." she taunted.
     She pulled back the belt and then grunted with effort as she
flung it forward against me. The belt flew forward and slashed
across my right breast. I shrieked in agony as the belt left a
fiery trail across the sensitive skin. She grinned happily and
raised the belt again. Again it flew forward and cracked against my
left breast, jerking me backward against my bindings.
     Then Cathy took the belt. She didn't seem as happy as Annie,
but she put a great deal of effort into lashing the belt sideways
across my twin mounds. I screamed, convulsing and shaking against
my bindings. Four more times she flung the belt against my breasts,
bringing a hot, burning pain to my chest.
     Then Wendy was given the belt. Her eyes glowed with lust, and
a strange flush darkened her skin. She licked her lips, and then
brought her arm back. 
     If I expected a weak, pretend blow, I was sorely disappointed.
The belt whipped across my breasts with more power than either of
the other girls had shown. I gasped and my eyes rolled back in my
head as the belt made a hot, red welt directly across the center of
both breasts, cracking down squarely over the two nipples.
     Then Wendy turned the belt around, her eyes almost in a daze.
She held the belt by the soft end, with the buckle at the far end.
She pulled back her arm and whipped the belt against my breasts
again.
     The hard metal buckle slammed into the center of my right
breast with such force that it drove through the wall of flesh and
slammed directly against my ribs beneath. My breast  flesh wobbled
and shook under the force of the impact, and agony lanced through
my body.
     She brought the belt back again and whipped it down across my
left breast, then giggled as my body shook and jerked before her.
She dropped the belt and then moved forward a few feet to stand
directly before me. Her mouth moved against my right breast and she
suckled my nipple gently, caressing it with her tongue and lips.
     I heard a scream. In my half conscious state, I thought it
must be my own. It repeated, higher and more frantic, and my blurry
eyes looked away. There was another set of poles across the camp
and Penny was tied to them. Tony was flinging a belt against those
melon like breasts of hers, making them jiggle and wobble and
bounce up and down.
     I felt a brief moment of sympathy, and then my back erupted in
furious pain as the belt slammed against it. I lost consciousness,
so I don't know if everyone in the camp beat me like they say. My
brutalized body was left hanging between the poles.

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                         Part Six

     I woke to the rocking of my body. I was still hanging in the
frame. My body seemed to end at the shoulders. My arms and hands
were numbed with aching pain from supporting my weight for so long.
My body was being pushed back and forth against the vines holding
it, like a sheet in a strong wind.
     Then I realized there was someone behind me, and something
inside me. As I came more and more awake, I realized that there was
someone, a boy, pressed right up against my back. His hands were on
the two poles holding me aloft, and his penis was up inside my
rectum.
     He kept pushing it fully into me, and then holding it there
while he wiggled his hips around in circles, his balls pressed deep
into the valley between my round buttocks, his prick twisting
inside my bowels.
     I could hear his hot breath on my neck as he pulled his thing
back down the length of my shit tunnel and then rammed it back
inside. My asshole felt raw and open, and I wondered how long he,
and others had been screwing it.   He grunted again, as he threw
his hips forward, pressing hard against my body, putting more and
more pressure on the bindings around my wrists and ankles as he
pushed my body forward. 
     I shook my head briefly, trying to clear it. He must have
noticed I was awake because he started talking to me. He had a very
calm, voice, and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
     "You got a nice tight little asshole honey." he sighed.
     "What's your name anyway, Mary, Meghan, something like that?"
     He pulled his cock down the length of my anus, pulling it
entirely free. My asshole felt somehow vacant, as if it were
unnatural not to have a hard cock inside it. Then I felt his
cockhead pressed against the little round opening, and it slid back
into me.
     I felt it slide easily up through my rectum, moving with slow,
but deliberate speed higher and higher into my belly until I could
feel the boy's belly pressing against my buttocks, pushing them
flat.
     "Nice." he sighed. 
     "Nice and hot, and tight."
     He slid his arms around my waist, squeezing me against him,
pulling me against the vines grip. His hands slid upward under my
breasts and cupped them, then started to slide caressingly over the
rounded hillocks of flesh, lightly rubbing past my nipples, then
pinching them between warm fingers and twisting them around.
     I felt a heat building in my loins, a heat my half dazed mind
couldn't understand or even recognise. That pulsing cock slid up
and down my anus with more speed, jerking me upward as the force of
the inward thrusts increased.
     His hands pressed my aching breasts flat against my chest,
then mashed them upward, then down, then from side to side. He
squashed them together, rubbing the meaty, cones against each
other.
     "Ohhhh Babbyyyyy!" he groaned.
     He slammed his cock up into me with brutal force, and held the
pressure against me, as if he were trying to shove his prick deeper
still. My ankles stung with the added pressure as he jammed his
groin against my ass.
     Something inside me clicked, then exploded. My body was racked
with jarring eruptions of burning liquid lust that rippled up and
down my frame. My asshole clutched and squeezed and tore at the
cock inside it, and I heard him grunt in pleasure as he came too.
     I could feel his sperm jetting up into me as my asshole
spasmed around him. My head nodded up and down repeatedly as my
body shivered with orgasmic passion. His cum was sucked deep into
my anus, and up into my bowels as my body shuddered for an
endlessly long period, and then collapsed.
     I think I lost consciousness again. I woke to find someone
else ass fucking me, and looked around tiredly. The sun was down,
thought it wasn't dark yet. I could see Penny, still hanging from
the poles across from me. She was hanging upside down though, with
a boy in front, and another behind, both sliding their erections
into her anus and vagina.
     She wasn't moving, and I think she was unconscious. They
didn't seem to care though. They used her as a kind of tool to
bring themselves off. She, and I too, for that matter, were nothing
more than fuck pieces, fuck tools, holes for the boys to jerk off
inside.
     I felt sperm shoot into my anus and then whoever was fucking
me moved away. I lost consciousness again.

     When next I woke, I was in my little hut alone. I wandered out
and looked around. Wendy was sitting inside the hut next door and
I slouched in and dropped to the dirt inside. Wendy was asleep. I
groaned as I felt the pain in my body, and that woke Wendy up. She
sat up quickly and looked to the doorway, then turned to gaze at
me. She smiled happily and crouched closer.
     "Hi." she said.
     "Are you awake yet?"
I nodded wordlessly.
     "Good, want to go out and play?"
Her voice was higher pitched than I remembered it being, and her
face seemed to have lost the shrewdness and intelligence that was
there before.
     "Play?" I answered weakly.
She nodded her head franticly.
     "We can go down to the beach and play." she smiled.
     "I don't think so."
     "The boys will be up soon and we'll have to work." she
whispered, in a conspiratorial voice.
"Most of the girls are still asleep, so we can have the beach to
ourselves."
     "Forget it." I glared.
She looked disappointed, and then shrugged and smiled again.
     "What's the matter with you anyway?" I groaned, sitting up.
     "Nothing."
     "You're acting weird."
She cocked her head in confusion.
     "Why are you talking like that?"
     "Like what?" Her voice was high and chirpy.
     "Like a stupid blonde bimbo."
She shrugged again.
     I looked down at the red, blue, and purple bruises and welts
on my breasts and chest and groaned.
     "Nice colors." she said, smiling.
I glared at her.
     "Maybe you'd like some like them?"
She nodded.
     "Fine, go tell the boys to hit you with their belts."
     "Oh I couldn't do that. They only do that when You're bad. You
were very bad yesterday." she looked at me sadly.
     "Fuck off." I glared.
I ran my hand down between my legs and rubbed my tender pussy. It's
soreness indicated that my asshole hadn't been the only hole
violated when I was unconscious.
     "Want me to lick you?" she asked brightly.
I glanced at her sharply, and she knelt beside me, trying to push
her face into my crotch.
     "Go away." I frowned.
     "Annie likes me to lick her down there." she pouted.
     "So go lick her."
     "She's mean to me." she sighed. "She pulls my hair a lot."
I wasn't surprised.
     A boy poked his head into the little hut and looked at us. 
"Outside." he ordered.
     Wendy scampered past me with a sudden giggle and jumped out
the doorway. I slowly got to my feet and followed.
     The boy was naked. Apparently they weren't bothering to wear
any more clothes than the girls now. He eyed to two of us with an
arrogant tilt of his head, then dismissed me and my bruises.
He turned to Wendy, who waited with her hands clasped behind her
and wide eyes.
     "Get down on your knees and suck my cock." he said. Wendy
instantly dropped to her knees and pushed her face into his crotch.
She grabbed his cock between her hands and slid her fingers up and
down the shaft several times, hardening the prick.
     Then she slid her lips over his cock head and sucked it into
her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on it for several
minutes, before the guy grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off.
     "Get on your hands and knees." he said, coldly.
     Wendy dropped onto her hands and whirled around, pushing her
ass out and up and spreading her legs. 
     The guy knelt behind her and drove his prick into her pussy
with one fast stroke, that must have hurt her. She didn't show any
sign of pain though, and pressed back against him, wiggling her ass
from side to side as she cooed softly in pleasure.
     His hands were on her hips and he fucked her rapidly for a
minute or two before groaning and pulling out. He slapped her ass
sharply and she scampered away and rose to her feet. I just stared
at her in shock. I'd never seen Wendy act so subservient in my
life. It was like she had lost her mind.
     As the camp woke up I began to see signs of the same thing in
the other girls. Some weren't as bad, but some were worse. Carolyn,
our brain, was probably the most startlingly changed. She wasn't
even speaking in complete sentences anymore, and referred to
herself in the third person.
     Carrie like cocks." she explained to me.
     "Carrie happy when boy fuck her. She feel good."
     "Stop talking like a moron!" I yelled at her in exasperation.
She looked hurt.
     "Carrie bad?" she asked.
     "Oh go fuck off." I sighed.
     "Carrie go find masters." she nodded.
     "What?"
     "Carrie go find masters."
     "What do you mean masters?"
She didn't reply, simply turned and pranced off.
     My stomach was growling. I hadn't had anything but cum past my
lips since yesterday's berries. 
     "When's breakfast?" I asked Wendy.
     "Soon now." she said. "You like breakfast. It make... makes
you feel good."
I looked at her suspiciously.
     I didn't even recognize the slop when it was placed before me.
It was some gooey dark mass that looked kind of like a green stew,
and had the texture of jello. 
     "Eat up." Larry grinned, holding the roughly carved bowl out
to me.
     I poked at it with my fingers, but I was so hungry, I couldn't
help myself. I held the bowl up to my mouth and started slurping it
down. It didn't taste half bad actually. I thought I recognized the
taste of those berries I'd eaten, along with coconut, and
pineapple, there were some other quite bizarre tastes, that made my
eyes water at first, but I didn't know what they were.
     My stomach started to warm up as it filled with food. I
started feeling better immediately. When I put the bowl down, I
felt filled with energy. My skin felt vibrant and alive, and my
senses sharpened.
     Around me, the other girls were eating the same sludge,
including Penny. Her boobs were even more black and blue than mine,
and I wondered how she could stand the ache those bobbing fleshy
balloons must cause whenever she moved. 
     Someone, one of the boys, gave me some palm fronds and I
started tying and twisting them into a kind of loose blanket,
humming happily. I felt strangely, my head was buzzing, and every
time I moved it sharply, I got dizzy for a second. I didn't think
anything about it though.
     A boy stood beside me suddenly, his cock erect and pressing
against my cheek. I turned and opened my mouth to say soemthing and
the warm cockhead pressed between my lips. I opened them further,
allowing him to stuff the shaft into my mouth, and started working
my tongue up and down the length of it.
     I sucked energetically, drawing more of his cock into my
mouth. My head was turned way up and soon I felt the cockhead push
down into my throat. Seconds later it spewed down it's cum, and I
whimpered slightly in disappointment at not being able to really
taste it. 
     He moved away and I returned to my work. My belly felt hot,
and my groin tingled, and kind of tickled annoyingly. I rubbed it
absently from time to time, but that only seemed to make it worse. 
     Another boy arrived. He pushed Kelly down onto her hands and
knees and shoved his penis into her from behind. She whimpered
gladly, pushing her ass back against him as he pumped into her. I
saw her body shaking and convulsing as she came within seconds.
     He left and she weakly sat up and returned to tying off palm
fronds. A few minutes later another boy showed up. I thought I
recognized him but couldn't, for some reason, think of his name. I
was having difficulty concentrating in fact.
     My crotch was kind of pulsing with every heartbeat, and the
annoying itch was really starting to get to me. I watched as the
boy pushed Wendy back onto her back and then got on top of her. His
cock slid into her and he rutted down on her as she squealed and
shook in passion.
     This happened several times. Every few minutes, some guy would
come and stick it to one of the girls, interrupting her work
briefly. My fingers didn't seem to want to work right any more.
They kept missing the loops and the leaves kept falling apart.
Every few seconds I had to rub and squeeze the itch in my crotch to
bring a brief release.
     Every girl in the little clearing had been fucked at least
once since breakfast, except me and Penny. I saw her squirming
across from me, and guessed she felt as strange as I did. I was
envious of the girls who were being screwed, wondering if a cock
inside me would make that strange, nerve racking itch go away.
     We had more of the strange tasting gruel stuff for lunch, and
returned to our work in the afternoon. Again, boys kept coming up
and fucking the girls, but nobody touched me or Penny. Penny was
sobbing slightly, totally confused and bewildered by the aching,
pulsing, heat in her groin, a heat that I knew echoed my own.
     I couldn't keep still, and squirmed continuously in the sand.
I twisted myself back and forth, trying to bring relief to my lower
belly and crotch.
     It seemed, Wendy told me as we waited for dinner, that all the
girls had been appointed masters, that is, each girl was "owned" by
four boys. They fucked her and fed her and looked after her, and
she did whatever they wanted for them. She told me how nice her
four "Masters" were, though she couldn't, for some reason, think of
their names.
     The only exception to this was Annie and Cathy, who fucked all
the boys it seemed, and Amy, who belonged to Captain Brown, along
with Miss Carter. When I told her that I didn't have any boys, she
looked at me with deep sorrow. I was starting to feel sorrow
myself. I envied her having all those boys, wild images wound
through my head, and they made my loins ache even more fiercely.
     That aching grew after dinner. Each of the girls began to be
surrounded by several boys, whos hands and bodies rubbed and
stroked her skin. I whimpered slightly, then closed my lips tight
in determination. I watched as the girls were reamed and fucked
savagely, my eyes misting over sorrowfully.
     When a pair of boys came and got me I all but jumped up to
great them. The led me to the center of the camp and had me kneel
beside a wide tree trunk. They pressed my back up against the trunk
and then tied my wrists together up above me around the tree. 
     They tied another vine around my chest, under my breasts, and
wound it around me and the tree, locking me tightly against the
wood. I was kneeling up as straight as possible as they ordered,
worrying about how they were going to fuck me like this.
     They ordered me to spread my legs apart and I did. Then I felt
them pulled my ankles back behind the tree, jamming my buttocks
against its coolness. I felt vines around my ankles, winding tight
and then being pulled taut, drawing my ankles further apart. 
     My wrists groaned in pain as more weight was put on them. Then
the boys got up and left. I blinked after them, crestfallen and
starting to whimper again as I realized they weren't going to do
anything else to me. 
     I saw them pick up Penny and take her to a similar tree across
from me. They tied her in the same manner, then left. Penny and I
stared at each other across the camp, our bodies shivering and
shaking as the itch between our legs grew stronger and stronger. We
couldn't even touch ourselves there anymore, nor even close our
legs.
     Gradually the writhing of the other girls and their "Masters"
died down and they started drifting off to the little huts. They
camp got quieter as they fell asleep. I could hear Penny openly
sobbing in misery, and it was all I could do to not emulate her. I
felt terribly hard done by, and cursed the boys for doing this to
me. 
     I felt intensely aroused. I guess I'd know that's what I was
feeling for a while, but not really understood. I'd never felt this
kind of arousal before. My body actually shook from it's pressure.
It twisted around in my guts, making me want to cry out, in
desperation.
     It was a horrible, deep throbbing in my loins and belly, that
grew into an aching cramping need that would not go away or be
ignored. An hour, or maybe two later, one of the boys emerged from
a hut. He went over into a bush and urinated, then stopped on his
way back, as he passed Penny. 
     She gurgled in desperation as he leaned down in front of her.
His hand moved down her belly and she humped her crotch out and
back franticly. Then he stuck a finger against her crotch, almost
sending her into convulsions. 
     He laughed and stood up, walking away. Penny sobbed in misery
as he walked across the clearing towards me. My heart lifted as he
approached and I tried to move forward against the rope-like vines.
He knelt and slid his hand from my neck down between my breasts and
past my belly.
     His hand barely touched my skin, but left a trail of searing
heat behind it. I whimpered and pushed out against him as his hand
slid lower. Then he stiffened a single finger. He touched the
bottom of my cuntslit, sending furious, pounding sexual desire
ripping through my belly.
     He slid his finger lightly up the length of my drooling
cuntslit, but stopped just shy of the little erect clitty at the
top. My body was reeling to the gut wrenching sexual fever tearing
through my system as he stood up and laughed at me, then walked
away.
     I cried out in sorrow, my body throbbing with desire, my
senses on overload, a huge, penultimate orgasm only millimetres
away from engulfing me. It hovered for minute after minute, my
heart pounding, sweat pouring out of me, then it slowly, slowly
retreated.
     Hours later another boy woke up and did much the same. It took
me close to an hour to recover that time. My body pounded with
sexual fire. My breasts were unbelievably erect. They were both
hard as rocks. It was as if the blood swelling them had hardened,
frozen inside. Even the slight breeze made me cry out in agony as
it slid past my steel hard nipples.
     Dawn came, and the camp slowly began to wake up. Neither I,
nor Penny had slept a single second of course. After a while, the
Captain and two of the boys came over to me. I was untied briefly.
The tied a foot wide stick between my legs so I couldn't close
them, and tied my hands behind me, then carried me across to Penny.
     "Do you want to be fucked?" the Captain asked me. I nodded
vigorously.
     "Are you sure?" 
     "Oh Please, Please please please please please!" I whined.
     "All right, I'll let both of these boys fuck you if you do as
you're told, Understand?" I nodded frantically.
"See your friend here?" I nodded again.
"I want you to lick her pussy. We all know you two are lesbos, and
I want to see how you do her."
     I blinked in confusion, then turned toward Penny. The Captain
grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
     "If she cums, you will be tied back against he tree for the
rest of the day." he said.
     "But... but." She was so hot a single touch against her clit
would set her off. Didn't he know that? Well of course he did, but
I wasn't thinking clearly.
     "Go Ahead." he said, turning me to face Penny's pussy. It
almost glowed with heat. The inside of her legs was coated in girl
juices that had dribbled down during the night.
     I pushed my tongue ever so lightly against the hot, sweating
skin at the side of her slit. She shivered and sobbed, throwing
herself forward, trying to ram herself into my face, but being held
back by the vines.
     I gently, softly slid my tongue up alongside her slit, then
down again. Penny's teeth were chattering and she grunted
mindlessly. I slid my tongue up the other side of her slit,
stopping well short of her bulging clitty.
I licked up and down her thighs beneath her pubic mound, then moved
back up against her cunt again. I slid my tongue alongside her slit
and then up against her abdomen.
     Penny moaned and threw herself against the bonds again and
again. Her breath was a high pitched whistle as she fought for
breath, through clenched teeth. My tongue roamed over her body,
lightly crossing her breasts and then licking up the tears that
were streaming down her cheeks.
     Penny's head was rocking back and forth so hard she was in
danger of breaking her neck. Her breathing had all but stopped, and
her body trembled and shuddered against my tongue. 
     "Enough." the Captain said. 
     I gasped in pleasure as he pulled me away, expecting to be
screwed. Instead I was led back to my tree and retied to it. I
sobbed loudly in despair. It was almost an hour before I could
bring myself to stop. 
     Wendy came over and fed me a bowl of food, ignoring my little
pleadings for her to touch me, to fondle me. She looked very
regretful when she eyed my straining breasts, but I guess she'd
been threatened with something dreadful if she did anything.
     An hour after that, they untied Penny and brought her over to
me. They told her much the same as they'd told me and Penny eagerly
went to work on me. 
     Her tongue was a dancing firefly against my skin, burning hot
and deep. She did as I had done, sliding her tongue as lightly as
possible over my body and between my legs, avoiding the deepest
center of my being, which was now centered around my clitty.
     I howled and sobbed and cried and whined, flinging myself
against the vines, rocking back and forth, trembling and shaking in
the grip of a feverish delirious passion that would not be
fulfilled.
     My body burned at a desperate terrible temperature. I was
nearly crazed with lust, in a mad frenzy as my head smacked back
against the tree trunk again and again. I wasn't even aware when
they took Penny away.
     Hours later she was back, not in front of me, but in the
center of the little camp, not twenty yards away. Captain Brown and
Miss Carter stood in front of her, while several boys stood behind.

     I could hardly even interpret what was being said and done
anymore, but I saw Penny flatten herself face down on the ground
and then wriggle forward toward the Captain. It must have been hard
with her legs held open and her hands tied behind her, but she was
desperate and nearly mad.
     She reached his feet and began tonguing him. Her mouth raced
over his ankles and between his toes, licking up and down all over
his feet. He looked down at her contemptuously,that long, massive
prick hanging almost to his knees, then lifted his foot and placed
his sole against her face. She started licking it and he shoved her
backward.
     She fell on her back and looked up at him, shivering and
blinking wildly. He nodded to one of boys who lifted her and placed
her on her hands and knees. Then he knelt behind her and drove his
erection far up into her belly.
     Penny screamed. It was a long, breathless, ecstatic shriek of
release that boiled my blood. Her body bucked and twisted like a
horse trying to throw a rider, then she collapsed, dead
unconscious. The boy finished fucking her and stood up.
     I whimpered in anticipation as the group came over to me. One
of the boys untied me and then retied me as before. The Captain
grinned down at me as I knelt in front of him.
     "Have you been a good little girl?" 
     "Yes, yes!" I gasped.
     "You'll have to show me." He sneered.
I tried to reach his feet but he moved away, calling Annie over.
Annie lay on her back on the grass in front of me and spread her
legs wide.
     "Lick her out Lesbian." he sneered. "Make her cum."
I dropped forward, and pressed my face against her crotch. It was
very awkward. My hands and legs were still tied and I had to lie
flat on the ground. I had difficulty holding my head up to get my
tongue at her. 
     I could see Annie's disgusted sneer, but ignored it. It didn't
seem to matter to me what she thought, or that everyone was
watching. I knew there was something wrong with me for that, but
couldn't think about it. All I wanted was an end to the terrible
pulsing fire between my legs.
     My tongue rasped against her clitty over and over, as my lips
sucked on it, and tried to grind it into orgasm. Annie, I think,
was determined to withstand my ministering as long as possible,
just to drag it out for me. My neck was aching with strain, from my
awkward position.
     Then Annie shuddered all over. Her feet flopped once in the
dirt, and she sighed happily. I knew she had cum. She tried to
pretend otherwise though, to the irritation of the Captain. He
kicked her in the side, and she yelped and quickly rolled away.
     The Captain had Miss Carter lie down then. She looked
reluctant, but a single look from the Captain had her scrambling
down on her behind, and spreading her legs wide for me. Her pussy
was tight for a woman her age, I thought. Not that she was old. I
figure she was about thirty, but that was plenty old for me. 
     She was hot very quick though. I wondered if she'd ever been
tongued off by one of her students before. Then she came with a
silent shuddering groan, and rolled away. Kelly lay down then, and
I had to tongue her red haired pussy to orgasm. 
     Fortunately, she got hot immediately. Her pussy was
practically dribbling cum juice as I worked my tongue along her
slit. She came within minutes. Her sister took only slightly
longer. Wendy grinned happily, and mindlessly at me as I tongued
her off. 
     Heather and Cathy looked faintly embarrassed, but both came
with crashing orgasms. Amy came almost as soon as my tongue touched
her clit, and Carolyn hardly seemed conscious. She came only after
I almost wore my tongue out on her.
     After her, I was pulled to my knees and forced to suck off
Tony. Larry came after him, and then a boy who's name I didn't
know, and then Tad, and then another boy I didn't know. I had to
suck off every boy in camp, and my lips and tongue was feeling
ready to drop off after less than half were done.
     Only the desperation in my belly drove me on. I had to do what
they wanted so it would end. After every cum, the boy would slide
his hand gently along the curving bulge of my breasts, or down
under my body, to cup my pussy mound lightly. I was going mad with
the furious, blazing ache down there. 
     It took time, but eventually I went through every boy there.
Then the Captain stood in front of me. I looked up at that horrible
cock and a shudder ran through me. His lips were pulled back tight
in a horrible grinning leer. He held his enormous prick in his
right hand, sliding his fingers up and down the long shaft.
     But he didn't make me suck it thank God. He tore off the vines
on my ankles, and then threw me to my back. Then he sat down beside
me, sliding his hands up and down my belly while leering meanly. 
     "Want it baby?"
     "Want this little dyke girl?" he giggled.
I whined in anticipation, and he lay back on the ground. 
     "Well, climb aboard then. Let's see how far that tight little
queer hole of yours will spread."
     I scrambled over and rose to my knees, positioning myself
above him. His prong must have risen a foot off the ground. I
couldn't kneel over him as he held it upright, for the cockhead was
too high. I had to squat, feet flat on the ground, ass raised, and
lower myself onto that fat knob.
     I shuddered as I felt my stretching, drooling fuck hole make
contact with the humongous fat cockhead. I pressed down hard,
bringing tears of joy to my eyes as I felt the pressure against my
twat. I jammed my body downward, heedless of the pain. 
     I wanted that cock inside me! I didn't care what it hurt. I
had to have that monster up in my belly when I came. I could feel
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