Free Deceived and Enslaved by Leo Barton Page B

Lillian. It was a terribly disgusting idea to have such an old man inside me, taking his pleasure in whatever way he wanted and with me being unable to do anything at all about it. But that was the point. Yes it was disgusting, but something inside me liked the idea of being fucked in such a disgusting way. It made me feel very excited. It was especially exciting because there seemed to be so much of him. I mean, Lillian, he was really so big. I could hear his rasping breath above me, mingling with Anna's sated sighs, and beyond that, I heard Sabrina's wild orgasmic shriek as Everton ejaculated inside her.
    'Soon Willingham came inside me too, shooting his jism deep within me. The idea of such an old man fucking me must have excited Anna too, as I could feel her legs tensing around my tongue as I settled into a steady rhythm concentrating my attention on her engorged clitoris. She came with an almighty scream.'
    'Was that the end of it?'
    'I thought it would be, but once Willingham had caught his breath, and Anna had recovered from her climax, she looked at me mischievously and said, "Now my dear, it is you who must be satisfied." "Oh, yes of course," Willingham added. "Where is it?" Anna asked. "In the usual place," Willingham answered, before lifting me up by the neck and planting a passionate kiss on my lips.
    '"You are going to enjoy this more than anything else that has ever happened to you before, but first maybe we should have a little spot of what we might call Sabrina's revenge."
    'Sabrina now having recovered from her own orgasm was holding the riding crop. It all seemed to happen so quickly. It startled me. The lash came down on my exposed bottom, hard, much harder than I imagined my lash on her had been. Maybe Willingham was right; maybe revenge was exactly what Sabrina was after. After all I had no idea, Sabrina being paid for such activities whether she actually enjoyed them, and whether she might indeed enjoy hurting others in a much more ruthless way than in the realms of a sexual game. She certainly wasn't holding back. She whipped me with expertise. Even though I couldn't see her, her arm must have been raised very high, and held very straight. The pain was very satisfying indeed. A delicious pain, the sharp violent lash, then the glow. My heart, which had been pounding throughout the evening, seemed to race even more as Sabrina lashed me again and again until I could tell that she was becoming physically exhausted from her exertions.
    'There came a point when I thought I wanted it to stop, but the moment it did something inside me craved for more, as the whip was passed from Sabrina to Everton under Willingham's command. He could see that Sabrina was becoming tired. Everton lashed me with all the ferocity that Sabrina had done, catching me in the plump centre of my buttocks and below the arch of my bottom on the top of my legs. The pain was exquisite. Everton, if he is anything, is a professional about such matters.
    '"The blindfold!" Willingham said to Everton, before taking the whip from him and lashing me a couple of times more for good measure, my hips bucking with every blow. It seemed to me an even more tantalizing experience now I had lost the power of sight. I could feel each lash more intensely, feel the stinging lash transmute to the burning glow.
    'I felt another cock. It must have been the insatiable Everton, being plunged into my mouth and then, my god I hadn't realized. I don't even think I had known that such a thing was possible, that such a practice existed. Something cold and metallic was prodding at me, but not where Lord Willingham's cock had been, but where his fingers had initially jabbed into me. I felt Anna's small hands gripping me by the hips. I felt her body push against me, against the stinging flesh of my bottom. She must have been wearing some kind of contraption. I had no idea then that such things as dildoes existed. I told you I was a girl from the country and a very innocent