"Get up and bend over," and she did. "Legs apart, whore!". And the beating continued. The level of pain was always controlled by me. It was not beati...ng out of hatred or a desire to inflict punishment but one designed to give both of us erotic pleasure. It was what both of us wanted and were used to.The March afternoon's sunlight waned and evening was upon us. It was time for a break and I opened the champagne I had by for this very special occasion. We drank, we kissed, we drank some more and. For her legs were wide open and her feet secured to keep them that way.Looking to right and left she saw four other young women, all similarly bound and similarly awakening to the horrors of a new and ghastly life away from family, friends and kindness. She must be dreaming this! Her recent fantasies had made her sleeping mind conjure up this grim vision. In a few minutes she would wake up.A man appeared. He was large, he was bearded and he was holding a leather whip. A five bladed Slave Whip!. Amla’s hands were vigorous on my hard cock and as she sat over my belly with her legs spread wide open and placed on each other side of my body, her warm pussy rubbed against my belly giving sensations. Slowly and sturdily she moved her body down words and i soon felt her warm pussy pressed against my hard cock. She rubbed her hot pussy vigorously making sure that my cock dose not slip its way into her hot cunt. May be she had better plans. Amla soon reached her mouth above my chest and as she. ”He slowed his thrusts but continued moving inside her. “Where was I then … aaah, yes … the people beyond the mountains had sent an emissary to seek my assistance in a small matter. Well, a large matter, actually. One of the warlords here was moving a small army to support an effort to conquer the mountain and discover what lay on the other side.”Cat gasped and panted as she moved her pussy over his cock as much as he was thrusting into her. “You … they … oh, yes Master … ughmmmm … mmmmmmm ….