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a
smile.
    "It will be I
think."
    She lashed hard
to lay a burning red stripe across his upper chest and to bring for
a pained yelp, "Still think it fun?"
    He answered her
through clenched teeth, defiant to the last, "The sucking certainly
was."
    The five were
at him as one, lashing his body with the crops, laying stroke after
stroke on the screaming man until he broke down and screamed aloud
for mercy. They paused, breathing hard to stem the wild excitement
of thrashing him.
    "Was it fun?"
Sheila asked again.
    He simply shook
his head.
    "Good. Now then
we can commence this evening’s activities. Ladies! Cut him
down."
    The man knelt
fearfully on the floor, looking up with wide pleading eyes as they
stood around him. Gone was the fight and gone was the defiance,
just a trembling man remained in dreadful fear of his
wellbeing.
    "Crawl you
shit," Kate spat in disgust and kicked at him with her foot, the
pointed toe eof her boot digging painfully into his outer
thigh.
    They laughed as
he crawled, his red-striped white buttocks wobbling as he scurried
around the floor. Around and around he when, directed by kicks and
lashes of the crop to guide him. The women soon tired of seeing him
crawl and Sheila recognised their impatience. She stepped forward
to stand in his way, grasping his hair in her bunched fist. She
hauled the man to his feet and held on to his hair whilst she spoke
to him.
    "You have
experienced pain and a just hint of pleasure. Now I give you the
chance to gain more pleasure and perhaps even fuck one or more of
us."
    His head lifted
his gaze at her hopeful.
    "Serve us well
you pathetic slime or suffer as you did just now."
    "I'll serve,"
he blurted quickly and hung his head once more.
    Sheila turned,
releasing her grip on his hair and shoving his head roughly away
from her.
    "Pauline. He is
yours first. Do with him as you wish."
    She was on her
knees in an instant; her hand gripping is semi-erect cock and
feeding it urgently into her mouth. One hand teased at his balls
whist her mouth pumped back and forth along his now fully erect
shaft.
    "Christ! Just
look at her will you?" Marinella observed. "She's going at him like
cock is going out fashion."
    Pauline's head
bobbed and her cheeks pumped as she sucked the cock for all she was
worth. The feel of him, the hardness, the situation and the fact
that the others were watching her all fired her arousal. She was
shaking with excitement as she held and sucked on the thick
cock.
    The man's head
rested back, his hands on his hips and his back arched. An
expression of deep pleasure was etched on his face and his hips
moved slightly to assist his cock deeper down into her throat.
    The women
watched, spellbound and silent as their friend greedily and noisily
sucked the man. Pauline suddenly drew back, resting her buttocks on
her heels; her face flushed crimson with high excitement and
need.
    "Lay on the
floor - quickly!" she ordered him.
    The instant
that he was on the floor she straddled him, pulling at the tab of
leather on the suit that covered her pussy. Her heated need showed
as she used her fingers to guide his head to her exposed pussy. She
located the big head at the entrance and then sunk down fully on
him sighing loudly as his cock filled her. There she rode him, her
head nodding and eyes shut tightly. Her hips bucked and jerked as
she first rose and then plunged down hard on his stiff shaft. Her
hand rested on her thighs, assisting and adding purchase to her
wild riding of him.
    "Little bitch!"
Sheila muttered in awe as she watched the girl taking her
pleasure.
    Faster she rode
him, her movements and grunts becoming faster and more frantic. She
cried out and moaned, then tensed and jerked her hips faster.
Pauline came, her body shaking and her mouth working in a silent
pleading of the deepest pleasure. He shuddered and slowed her
bucking to savour each and every tremor of her orgasm.
    A stunned and
heavy silence remained. All present felt the power of the moment,
the