Lily pressed her ear up to one window and could hear nothing. She kicked the ground
in frustration, a stone catching her toe painfully. Why leave all the lights on if
everyone was asleep? She was about to turn for home when she noticed a tiny light coming
from a window at ground level, almost entirely hidden by shrubbery. Lily dropped on her
hands and knees, easing the brambles away carefully. She had to lower herself until she
was lying on the soil. She fought the urge to laugh again, wondering if she had lost her
mind. Still, she wriggled forward in the dirt until she could peer in the window
carefully.
Lily squeaked and shot up, nearly ensnaring herself on the bramble bush. There were
naked people down there! She lay back down and pressed her face to the glass again trying
to make sense of what she was seeing. Jacob stood in the centre of the room, dressed in
just his jeans. Lily could see the sheen of sweat on the muscles of his back. Oh my God,
was that a whip he was holding? It was some kind of kinky dungeon. His male friends were
sitting on low benches. Lily gasped as she noticed two of them were wanking
enthusiastically.
Lily shuffled her position, trying to see what held their attention so avidly. Her
tunic caught in a thorn and ripped, and she swore and tugged the material free, ripping it
further. Lily angled herself better to see. Her mouth fell open. There was a naked woman
strapped to a cross. She had clamps on her nipples and her body was striped with whip
lashes. It was the snotty woman Jacob had been fondling earlier that day! She gasped as
she noticed the second woman. She was kneeling, and her head was working between the
other’s thighs, her blonde curls bobbing as she licked and sucked at the dark haired
woman's pussy.
At that moment Jacob flicked his whip over the buttocks of the blonde and Lily saw
her squeal and set to with more enthusiasm, using her hands to spread her friend’s labia
to get more of her tongue inside. Jacob and his friends laughed heartily. Lily's head was
spinning. She was confused, angry, disturbed but over and above all she was massively
aroused. Her nipples were hard throbbing buds. She knew her pussy was soaked with her
arousal, because she could feel it flooding out, spilling onto her inner thighs.
One of the men wandered over to casually backhand the woman who hung on the cross.
Then he grasped the blonde by her precious curls and pulled her abruptly to her feet. He
gestured to Jacob, asking him something. Lily wished she could hear what they were saying.
Jacob smiled and spread his arms wide with a half bow, a clear gesture of permission.
Lily watched as the man dragged the blonde to the wall by her hair. The woman
stumbled and half fell but his grip held her firmly. He moved with quiet confidence,
attaching cuffs to her wrists and ankles. He clipped the cuffs on her wrists to hooks on
the wall, so high the woman teetered on her tiptoes. Squatting he repeated the action on
her ankles, spreading her thighs wide. Lily winced, it must be painful. The section of
wall rotated suddenly, suspending the woman upside down. Lily realised it was a cleverly
designed rack, built into the main structure of the building.
The blonde woman was spread, hanging upside down, her tits hanging like udders, her
face going red. Lily watched avidly with a mixture of abhorrence and arousal as the man
opened the woman's pussy lips and spat into her cunt. A huge wad of spittle landed
squarely at the entrance of her and sank slowly inside. He made some comment to the group
then and they laughed. Lily saw Jacob pass the man something, huge and black. Surely that
wasn't a dildo! The huge phallic shaped object must have been fifteen inches long and at
least two and a half inches wide.
The man held it over the blonde's pussy lips. He slowly began to rotate it against
her, using the action of his wrist. Lily was astonished as it slowly began to ease its way
down, her cunt was stretched tightly around the shaft. Lily saw the muscles in the man's
shoulder flex as he leaned his weight onto it, forcing it into her. Three inches, six,
eight slid in. Lily's mouth was open, her breathing fast. She couldn't seem to tear her
eyes away. In horrified fascination she watched as the man now using both hands, seeming
to grunt with effort as the phallus disappeared into the woman’s sex. He seemed to reach
the top of her as, no matter how he shoved, no more would go in. Still only two or three
inches showed of the dildo, sticking obscenely out of the women's spread thighs.
The man held out his hand to Jacob. Lily shook her head mutely. She could guess
what was coming next. But no, surely not? A second dildo identical to the first appeared.
The man spat this time on the phallus itself, rubbing his palm over it to spread the
lubrication before positioning it over the dark wrinkled sphincter of muscle guarding her
arse.
The second dildo took much longer to enter, he rotated and pushed over and over.
The sweat coursed down the man's back. Finally the muscle gave and the shaft of it entered
her. Lily could see the expression of agony on the blondes face, but unbelievably she
appeared on the brink of orgasm. The woman's chest was heaving as she panted. Lily could
see her clitoris, even from this distance it stood proud. As the massive dildo inched its
way slowly into her arse, the woman seemed to shudder and tense, arching her back against
her bonds.
Lily's body was trembling convulsively. She was unbearably aroused and equally
horrified. She reached down to touch her own clit, she had never known herself so wet. She
could have bathed in it. Three swift strokes and she was almost cumming. Her eyes locked
on the man as he now took a dildo in each hand and pumped each in alternate strokes like
he was working a machine. Lily gritted her teeth and came, her legs kicked out and she
felt a huge wash of stickiness flood over her fingers as the waves of pleasure rocked her
over and over. She cried out softly.
Abruptly, she felt utterly sick. She scrambled back from the window, scratching her
face on the brambles. She was sobbing. Lily felt dirty. Her mind reeled from the things
she had seen. She must be sick in the head to be so turned on by it. Lily stood shakily
and ran. The dark inky swell of the ocean reflected in her eyes. Her body was soaked in
sweat as she moved, her bare thighs covered in her juice and the only thought in her mind
to wash away this shame.
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