Arabella moved onto the huge double bed and settled her naked body comfortably. She raised her knees and parted her long slender thighs to show her shaven pussy in all its glory. A huge black dildo was worked fully up inside her, forcing her swollen labia apart and stretching the pink inner lips tightly around its thickness. Madam rested there, one hand holding the handgrip of the dildo in her right hand, the left holding the control switch for the framework.
"I simply love this part," Arabella purred sexily. "I find it so very, well exciting."
It crashed against Claire's body suddenly, a brilliant flash of confusion filled her mind. The framework suddenly drop about six inches and instantly rammed hard back upward to jar Claire's frail body violently.
"Unnnh!" Claire uttered as the rapid ramming dildo was smashed into her. Pinioned as she was she could do nothing whatsoever but to stand and accept the heavy pounding of her body. Fast and hard, the framework moved, jerking Claire's body harshly with the force of the upward move. Cruel and rough, hard and uncaring the rapid fucking went.
Madam purred her contentment and began to use the long dildo on herself, sliding it slowly in and out of her pussy as she watched the young girl in her demise. Faster Arabella moved her hand, her excitement growing as she watched Claire being battered so brutally. The girl's mouth hung open and her eyes wide in fearful uncertainty as she was jerked like as rag doll.
Madam snuggled deeper into the quilt, raised her hips and began pumping the dildo furiously into her open pussy. During her pleasure never once did her eyes leave the wonderful sight of the girl in pained ecstasy.
Claire was helpless and her mind felt distant, it was difficult to even think during the rapid upward pounding of the dildo. She had come once already, the sight of Arabella fucking herself so fervently with the long dildo, writhing and moaning her delight as she had brought Claire off. She now felt herself building toward her second and seemingly equally powerful orgasm. And she did, as Madam's hips bucked high in a final surge of pleasure and she screamed, Claire came too.
Claire wore little suede ankles boots and black hold-up stockings. A tight uplift bra in lacy black and a tiny pair of panties that barely covered her pussy. Around her throat she wore a velvet choker and her hair styled to cling against the sides of her head and face.
In the large study she stood, the morning sun beaming brightly through the high Edwardian windows to bath the room with warmth.
The two visitors knelt naked before her, their hands tied behind their backs and ankles bound together with coarse rope. Their heads were forward and touching the carpet in a humble and subservient fashion.
"Did you enjoy your night in the woods?" She asked coldly. "I'm told that it rained hard at one point during the early hours."
"Yes Mistress," the two men answered as one. Their voices were low and defeated, all fight and resistance long removed from their spirit.
Claire grunted her approval but sought further confirmation of their commitment.
"You are then I take it, both now ready to comply with my instructions?"
"Yes Mistress," both voices answered solemnly.
Claire placed the sole of one of her feet down on the back of the younger man's neck to hold him firm.
"Excellent! Then we will start the day as we mean to go – with a little pain."
In an overhead swing of the thin cane, she cut down hard to sting agonisingly down the crease of his presented buttocks and on the tender entrance of his anus.
The man screamed loudly. And then it changed to a pitiful pleading wail that bore testament to the excruciating agony that he felt. Twice more she lashed down on him, expert deftness aiming the blows precisely. She then moved to the second man and repeated three savage lashes also on his tender orifice.
It felt so good, the command she had, the way these pathetic men cringed at her feet in fear of her. Wave after wave of terrific sensation flooded through to pulse hard in her pussy.
"Madam tells me that you are here to learn the delights that pain can bring. You will during this weekend learn a great deal my worthless little shits," she gloated.
One with each hand, she gripped their hair and hoisted them unceremoniously to their feet. Cries of pain filled the room as they struggled to gain their feet and to ease to tearing pain in their scalps.
Claire maneuvered them close and facing one another, their bodies just inches apart. Using her delicate fingers in a sensual and stroking fashion she coaxed their flaccid cocks to erection. Moaning and gasping softly for added effect, Claire fondled and teased until both were fully hard. Thin cord bound them, both the hard cocks pressed upright and against each other, she tied the two erect members securely together.
Claire circled the two men, strutting confidently and proudly around them.
"I shall now beat you soundly. The first of you to come will reap the rewards of my pleasure – the other? Well let's just say – what a shame for him."
They screamed as one when she struck, one in pain and the other in fearful reaction. Stinging lashes that bit cruelly into the soft backs of their thighs. Lash after savage lash stung at them in turn as she moved around the wailing men. Up over their buttocks and shoulders, the soft flesh of their upper arms and the outsides of their thighs all warmed to the taste of the cane.
On and on the beating went, brutal and uncaring as Claire's excitement rose. She felt alive with sensation, the control and the pain she was inflicting was bringing her close to her peak. The younger man grunted and tensed, his cock spat little jerks of sperm jetting out to splatter over his friend's belly and stomach. The older man gagged in disgusted revulsion and that pleased Claire tremendously.
The sight of the two men, pressed cock to cock and in arousal was so electrifying, she was almost at her peak when the older man shot his seed to a loud groan of disgust from his younger partner. It was simply too much for Claire, she relaxed, allowing the pounding waves to fill and wash her body. Her knees tensed to brace herself, her head threw back and she came to a tearing and delightful orgasm.
Arabella had lunched on the patio in the bright sunshine. The huge ham salad and a bottle of chilled white wine had been most agreeable and she sat back feeling relaxed and full.
Three naked servants stood in line and moved closer, their thick cocks jutting out from their bodies expectantly in erection.
"Now!" Arabella said softly. "Which one of you today I wonder."
She gripped the Black servants long cock, her fingers circling and her thumb teasing at the sensitive joint below the head. Her head dipped forward; her red lips kissing lightly on the very tip to draw a low moan of approval from the man. She licked the pinkish head for several moments before repeating the same on the next man.
"Decisions," she said as she withdrew and gripped the third servants cock. "So very difficult to chose."
Arabella closed her mouth over his cock and feed the whole length into her soft mouth, her head bobbing as she savoured his stiff rod.
He came instantly, shooting his hot cream deep into the back of her throat and grunting aloud as his body jerked in pleasure.
"Mmmm," Arabella murmured sexily. "All three of you I think."
Again she sucked and licked to bring the second servant to climax, slipping her head back as he came so as to receive his warm seed over her face. With the black servant, she simply placed her lips against the tip of his cock, parted slightly over the eyehole and teased at his balls. When he came it was with terrific force. The sperm spurted out to dribble from her mouth in thick clinging globules.