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Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 3

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

of coals over Leo’s shoulder. He liked the feel of her soft young body against him. “Give her a strong potion and put her over one of the Blocks,” ordered Miralda. “Mercy... m-mercy ...” begged Karena weakly. “No more... aaaagghh... no more!” How often, thought Miralda, had she made a similar plea and had it turned down. Well, this one would be completely ignored! Weeping hysterically, Karena was strapped down helpless over the Block, with straps encircling wrists, thighs and the small of her back. Leo went off to fetch Zena and Tavia ran her hand over Karena’s red-glowing buttocks. She felt her flinch, even with that gentle touch. “Nice and warm,” said Tavia. “Good...” said Miralda with relish in her voice. Zena was brought in, still in a half-fainting condition. She was given not only a potion but also the smoking sticks before she too was secured. She was sobbing and moaning half-dementedly, scarcely able to conceive it possible she was going to be punished further. Her red-purple buttocks (no white flesh to be seen) were certainly in a worse condition than those of Karena. But Miralda was in no hurry to proceed. It would do no harm to have the two brood a while on what was coming to them... for she had already pronounced sentence. “Twelve strokes of the cane for Karena, twenty four for Zena.” The wailing and the pleading rose afresh when she had pronounced it. Miralda and Tavia seated themselves on a long, low couch, piled high with cushions. Leo busied himself keeping ... their goblets filled with red wine. Soon he was sent to fetch an opium pipe, which the girls contentedly shared. What with carnal lust, drink and dope, the girls were certainly getting very high! Thus a pleasant half an hour or so passed. With Karena and Zena waiting. And waiting... and waiting. Each with her bottom seemingly on fire. In due time the two girls rose from the couch. They were not d***k but they were certainly not sober. They were very relaxed and rather giggly. “Would you like to continue to deal with Karena?” asked Miralda. “Mmmmm... yes... I’ve already grown rather attached to that shapely young arse,” said Tavia. “Just twelve strokes,” said Miralda. “The girl should consider herself lucky.“ “M-Mercy... m-mercy... mercy...” Karena was whining, in between heaving sobs. She did not know how she was possibly going to endure the cane on flesh that was already burning so fierily. It was inhuman to treat her so! “And I’ll deal with Zena,” said Miralda grimly. “Twenty four strokes for her!” “Nooo... nooooo... nnnooooo...” Zena’s voice was cracked but urgent in its plea. “Ooooohhhh... I’d... rather... d-die!” “I expect you would,” said Miralda with a sadistic, gleeful flash of white teeth. She picked up a meaty-looking willow cane and measured her victim’s taut-thrusting buttocks. Tavia was similarly measuring Karena. Then it began... The room was filled with the harsh-whistling sound of the rods falling. But that was only the minimal part of the sounds in the room. ...