I struck again, just below the first,
and again initiated little reaction. After two more straight across, I landed
one diagonally across the others, creating the classic 5 Bar Gate pattern in
red stripes. She sniffed and wriggled a little, jiggling her breasts, but
otherwise remained unmoved.
I gestured to the first soldier to
continue treatment on her rear, while I went round to the front to start the
attention to her breasts, pussy and thighs. I gestured the still slightly
hesitant guys forward and set them groping her tits and pussy, rubbing
themselves up against her, as two of them steadily cropped her arse and the
backs of her legs.
One of the guys was now pushing his
cock between her thighs, sliding it along her pussy lips as she thrust her hips
forward with each strike of the crops. Her breathing was heavier, interspersed
with louder grunts as the crops did their work. She was panting and close to
her first climax as she thrust against his cock, trying to get it deeper inside
her but restrained by the ropes holding her back. He, egged on by his mates,
was enjoying the game, pulling back his now hugely swollen cock just as it
reached her entrance. The strain of pain and frustration was showing on her
face as she screwed her eyes up and creased her brow, trying amid the strikes
of the crops and the groping hands all over her, to get that cock just a little
inside her. Just a little. “Oh Please” she uttered, almost sobbing. “Oh Please.
Fuck Me, Fuck Me Please.”