arms aching from their position, hands linked
on the crown of her head. Each was ugly, with shaven heads, tattoos
and piercing, but their formidable appearance was rendered comical
by the exposed erections with vein knotted stems and fiery helms
wet with pre-come.
Gus sat down
on an upright chair, and Theona said to Julia, 'Lie across his lap,
bum in the air.'
'I can't, I've
never...' Julia faltered.
'Then it's
high time you did,' Theona sneered, and propelled her forward.
Gus,
unsmiling, shifted to accommodate her, his legs parted, feet flat
on the floor, phallus lifting towards his navel. He had a strap
wrapped round his right hand. Gingerly, Julia lowered herself till
she felt his strong thighs supporting her, her buttocks forced
high. She was apprehensive and aroused. She could feel herself
blushing as she thought of the lewd spectacle she presented.
The heat
increased as she recalled the vision of Theona squirming under the
paddle and then being rammed by Gus's mighty weapon. She squeezed
her thighs together, feeling the swell of her mons against his
flesh, the length of the underside of his cock rubbing her side.
She was wet, love-juice oozing with each pulse of renewed passion.
And, to add to her discomfort, her bladder was full and she was
dying to relieve it.
'Please,
before we start anything, can you direct me to the loo?' she asked
meekly, gazing up at Theona. 'I need to spend a penny.'
'You'll have
to hold it. All part of your schooling. You should enjoy it all the
more while struggling not to wet yourself.' Theona ran a hand under
Julia's breasts, pulling at the nipples and smiling at her. 'And
you'd better not spill a drop, my girl. This is a library, not a
public lavatory. I shall be very angry if you piss everywhere.'
She stood
back, then beckoned to Will, and together they occupied the
chesterfield. This was well within Julia's sight, and her
excitement mounted as Theona threw off her robe and straddled Will,
impaling herself on his cock and heaving up and down on it, her
breasts bouncing. Then all thought was blocked out as searing pain
shot through Julia. Gus had unfurled the strap and struck her
viciously across the up-thrust curve of her buttocks.
She screamed
and tried to wriggle free, but Gus adroitly hit her again and
again, agony shooting through her tortured backside. He didn't use
his full strength, highly skilled at flagellation, going easy on
her. Even so, hot tears ran down her cheeks, dripping on the rug,
and her rump burned with a consuming fire that spread to her loins
and aggravated her clit. She wanted to come most desperately,
wanted him to stop, wanted to pee.
Theona, even
in the throes of sex with Will, watched her constantly, shouting
encouragement. 'That's it, girl. Ride the pain, surrender to the
pleasure.'
Gus used
enough force to make Julia leap at each stinging contact between
leather strap and bare bottom. He moved down to the backs of her
thighs and caught her across the underswell of her hinds. Her
breath hissed out at every cruel blow. He stopped and passed his
hands across the red marks branded on her skin, his fingers cool
and soothing. Then, laying down the strap, he cupped her quim,
palpating the protruding nubbin. Julia gritted her teeth, her
pleasure mingling with the pain of her derrière and the ache in her
bladder. Gus was insistent, rubbing her without mercy and this,
coupled with the arousing sight of Theona and Will humping each
other, was enough to lift her to the highest plateau of pleasure.
But there she stuck, unable to progress to completion, terrified
that, in so doing, she might void her bladder, drench the floor and
add to her shame.
'Come on,
baby,' Gus murmured, playing with her stiff nipples and continuing
to massage her clit. 'Do it, girl. Do it for me.'
'I can't,' she
moaned.
'Oh, you will,
indeed you will,' he said, and pinched her bud between his broad
thumb and middle finger.
Julia shuddered as orgasm ripped through her, and as soon