The older man received less lashes but those administered were equally harsh and unforgiving in the force that they were delivered with. At last she stopped, panting hard and trembling with excitement.
She watched as the servant knelt to apply the jam, an erotic sight to Claire seeing one man stroke the cock of another.
Claire slipped off her panties and leaned back against a tree, her legs splayed wide and her pussy offered.
"Fuck me," she told the servant.
He came to her, standing between her open legs and pushing his long cock up inside her. He began a rough thrusting that jarred Claire's body on each powerful inward stroke. The coarse bark of the tree scratched at her back, his hard pubic bone slammed against her clitoris to sent her to the highest plane of arousal.
Claire's hands gripped his shoulders, the long fingernails digging deeply into his firm flesh. Her body shook under the hard pounding of his body against her as she was slammed against the tree. She cried out as he rammed hard into her and then screamed as she came to orgasm. Flashing lights of blinding brilliance filled her brain, her body warmed and rippled in pleasure. He spurted up inside her to complete the act and her satisfaction. She knew then, at that very moment what her answer to Arabella would be.
"Are you mad?" Little Amey asked unable to disguise the excitement in her voice. "Showing yourself off to men in public!"
"Its great!" Natalie responded smiling and sat down at the small kitchen table opposite her friend.
She leaned forward, her hands clasped on the table in front of her, her eyes wide in excitement and her voice full of enthusiasm.
"So horny and thrilling. The way they look and leer. They want me, to touch and to feel me but they can't, they can only look and long for me."
"Oh God," Amey muttered.
"They get hard, their cocks stiffen in their trousers, simply dying to get it up me or into my mouth."
"Your mouth!" Amey squealed in surprise. "Did you say your mouth?"
Natalie's face was flushed and excited.
"Mmmm, to taste a hard cock, to lick it and suck it is so…well, out of this world."
Amey sat silently staring, her face reddening and her hand resting between her legs beneath the table.
"You seem to know all – I could never – you know show myself off like that."
"But you could!" Natalie enthused. It's so easy," she voiced lowered to a sensual drawl. "And so very bloody exciting."
Amey swallowed and secretly pressed her hand against her clitoris.
"Show me!" She said excitedly.
Natalie smiled.
"What? Take you with me or show you what I do here and now?"
Amey uttered a little murmur when she replied. Her voice was thick and quavering, her little body trembling in excited anticipation and sexual pounding.
"Both."
Natalie paused, smiling, then her expression changed to a sensual look of deep sexual offering. Her hand moved to the neck of her blouse and began unfastening the buttons.
Amey watched fascinated and thrilled as the tight, firm swell of Natalie's breasts became exposed.
"Now you," Natalie probed gently.
"Me! But I couldn't! I really couldn't."
"Do it," Natalie growled in a low and firm voice.
The young brunette swallowed hard and then followed suit, her movements clumsy and non sensual.
Natalie pulled her blouse open and then watched as Amey's neat little bra and pert breasts came in to view.
"Feel good?" Natalie asked.
"Different, but yes, nice and well – sort of sexy."
"With a man watching you it would be more than just sexy, it's more orgasm inducing stuff."
"Huh!" Amey sighed wistfully. "Chance would be a fine thing."
Natalie stood up and turned, she bent down to touch her shoes fully aware that her little skirt would be pulled up over her buttocks.
Amey gave a little gasp and took-in the slender upper thigh of her friend, the way the tiny little panties pulled in between her firm rounded buttocks. But most of all the firm pouch created by the way the material hugged her pussy lips.
"Oh God Natalie, I see what you mean But do you really do that for men?"
Natalie stood and turned to face her.
"Definitely and much more too. Come with me she urged her friend. Come along with me this afternoon and try it for yourself."
The young girl sat silently for a moment, her thighs squeezing together rhythmically to crush her labia around her hardened clitoris.
"I will!" She stated firmly aloud. "I bloody well will."
The cars were parked on the cobbled yard at the rear of the manor that had once seen ponies and traps as the transport of the day. The garage doors had been closed and the three of them were inside the oil smelling interior.
The younger visitor was hanging by his bound wrists, his feet swinging free just inches above the floor and his mouth firmly gagged. His body was crisscrossed with reddened welts that bore testament to the severity of his beat. He hung there in discomfort, bearing his pain but his interest firmly centered on Claire and his companion.
His friend was strapped securely on top of a long narrow bench; his arms pulled down either side and tied tightly to the legs. Strong ropes pinioned his ankles and a wad of sacking had been pushed up under his buttocks to force his hips high. The older man whimpered fearfully as Claire prepared herself out of sight and below the bench.
Claire stood up at last, her face containing a wicked grin and her eyes flashing deep malice and excitement. She wore just a little pair of panties in pure white, a thin chain connect her nipple rings to pull them in toward each other but otherwise she was naked.
She began a low moaning of deep sexual longing, her delicate hand stroking lightly over his tensed thigh. Circling and caressing her fingers inched ever closer to his flaccid cock that lay down between his legs.
"Hard," she murmured sexily. "I want you hard.
He gasped as her fingers brushed briefly against the firm bulge of his ball-sac, his cock twitching as it stirred into life.
"Mmmm," she moaned in a low appreciative growl and brought her head down. "Would you like to feel my warm mouth around your cock?
The man groaned as his cock rose, stiffening steadily to firm upright. The foreskin rolled back to stretch tightly back against his pulsing shaft, the big velvety head exposed in all its glory. His hips pushed up a little expectantly to receive the soft lips on him.
"Ahhh!" He uttered as her soft hand closed around his cock, her fingers circling to grip lightly. "Oh God!" He cried out as Claire rubbed her thumb across the very tip of his cock.
"Good," she praised. "Very good, now we can begin."
She released him and reached under the bench. It was a thin stainless steel rod with a wire attached that she held up for his benefit. Claire smeared the hard pencil-like rod with lubricant and leaned over him.
He grunted and tensed his body as the cold rod was pushed up inside his anus, the little ring of muscles parted easily to accept the invader into his secret place.
"Now," Claire said in a mocking tone. "Your pleasure begins."
When the switch was flicked and the electric current flowed into the rod a bolt of sensation shot through Claire's body. Not that she received any of that charge but one of her own as she watched his body bucking in twisted agony.
His whole body locked rigid as the current flowed into him, his head raising to pull hard against his shoulders and his cock jerking in delightful little spasms. As the current was switched off he let out a great sigh of relief and slumped back onto the bench.
She gave him only a couple of seconds respite before flicking the switch again. Her whole body gripped in wonderful pleasurable sensation as she watched his cock throbbing and pulsing. Tingling shards of feeling flowed into her nipples and her clitoris pulsed its excitement. Deep within her vulva her internal muscles contracted involuntarily to bring a great tide of wonderful pounding thrill.