1. Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 3


    Date: 3/20/2016, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: Victor-Bruno, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    turning... and each girl had been given a set number of turns to achieve. Progress was recorded in a large glass hour-glass alongside each Treadmill. Each turn of the wheel triggered off a device which released a small amount of sand from the top of the hour-glass into the bottom half. Over the lower hour glass were graduated lines, spaced twenty five turns apart, which indicated how many turns each girl had made. Miralda had set Karena and Zena the task of making two hundred and fifty turns in two hours, which was fractionally over twenty turns every minute. The Treadmills were heavy and it took considerable effort to turn them. It took great effort to turn them at anything like a good speed. Miralda had not made the task of her slaves an easier by fastening heavy iron manacles around their ankles! After about an hour, Karena had made one hundred and four turns and Zena ninety eight. The target required was one hundred and twenty. There was a moaning cry from Zena as she missed her step and hung, straining, by her arms. “Oooooh... I can’t go on... I C-CAN’T...” she wailed. “You... hhaaahhh... m-ust... must... hhaaahhh...” panted Karena, still turning her wheel. She was a taller and more powerful girl than Zena. “I... ooooohhhh... I j-just can’t ...” sobbed Zena. “If... hhhaaaahhhh... you stop... hhhaaaahhhh... hhaaahhh... you know... she’ll flog you to r-ribbons...” “O-Ohhh... oooohhh... why don’t the Gods... st-strike m-me... dead!” Groaning horribly, Zena f***ed herself ...
    to raise her aching limbs again, placing a foot on the next step up. The muscles in her limbs seemed to be literally on fire. Slowly the Treadmill began to move again. After another five minutes, Zena had passed the hundred mark but she knew she was well short of her target. Miralda and Tavia lay happily in bed for an hour. Though both were, in fact, bisexual they far preferred women. Miralda, indeed, had decided she would never have a man again after the way she had been treated when she was a slave. It was just possible, she thought, that she might like Tavia, or some other attractive girl, to use a dildo on her. One strapped on in place of a penis. Yes, that might be rather fun. For she would be being pleasured gently and lovingly by an understanding female, not some piggishly selfish brute male. “It’s about time we went to see how those two are getting on,” said Miralda at length. “And possibly give them some encouragement,” laughed Tavia. They slipped off the bed and put on their jerkin-style robes, Miralda’s white, Tavia’s green. First they went into the living room because both felt in need of a goblet or two of wine. It was satisfying to see that Leo was still in the same position in which Tavia had kicked him. Except when he was on duty or acting on orders, Leo was not permitted to move about of his own free will. He must get a directive, as he did at that moment. “Wine, slave, for both of us,” said Miralda. Leo got quickly but stiffly to his feet, still feeling the ...
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