1. Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 3


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

    made her think otherwise. “Move that arse... MOVE it!” demanded Tavia. “Faster... faster!” TTTHHHWWWAAACCCKKKKKK! Karena got similar treatment to Zena... and liked it just as little. A cry of despairing torment was torn from her. Blinded by sweat and tears, she was aware that there were at least twenty more turns to be made. And now that deadly, burning strap was waiting to fall. She ground her teeth, making a supreme effort. “That’s what I like to see,” laughed Tavia. “ENTHUSIASM!” “There’s not enough of it here,” said Miralda. And Zena got her second stroke. TTHHHWWWAAACCCKKKKKK! For the time being, Tavia held back. In her view, making definite extra effort deserved to escape extra punishment. TTTHHHWWWAAACCCKKKKKK! Zena got it again and her gasping cries echoed round the small room. “I said FASTER, bitch!” Miralda almost snarled. She had had a little too much to drink and memories of what this young woman had once done to her were still hot in her bl**d. Tavia waited until Karena seemed to be slowing down a little again. She still had eighteen turns to make. TTTHHHWWWAAACCCKKKKKK! This time it was Karena’s turn to feel blazing leather. Somehow the gasping, wailing girl managed to increase her effort again. She was sobbing with the awful strain. Tavia loved the way her shapely bottom rolled and juddered as she mounted the never-ending steps. The swathes of torment across it were a deep rosy-red hue. A cane was going to feel truly excruciating when laid over such an already ...
    tenderised surface! Alongside her, Tavia heard Miralda laying on with considerable frequency. A glance showed her that Zena’s bottom was not only rosy-red in colour, it was purpling. Continuously, Miralda berated her victim for lack of effort. Scarcely just... but then, justice didn’t really come into it. Tavia spared Karena until she had six more turns to make. Then, as each new turn began, she cracked the strap down across the convulsing buttocks, driving the girl on right to the limit. At last the required two hundred and fifty turns were reached. The wheel stood motionless. Karena, with head hanging, moaned feebly. She was half-fainting with sheer exhaustion. Meanwhile, Zena, who still had some twenty more turns to make, continued to receive Miralda’s close attention. The wheel turned more and more slowly but no amount of burning leather could induce Zena to greater effort. She simply had nothing left. However, Miralda made sure the girl completed the full number of turns allotted her. Back in the living room, Miralda and Tavia grinned at each other happily. “It’s nice to make them sweat their guts out,” giggled Tavia. “Isn’t it just!” agreed Miralda. The adrenalin was flowing fast... and the evening wasn’t yet over. Leo had been sent to bring both girls to the room, also to install two Punishment Blocks at one end of it. They now stood ready, the securing straps hanging down, the leather hump at the end curving high. Karena was brought in first. She was slung like a sack ...
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