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their hands and knees before it. She
waited, still panting, not knowing what would happen, wondering if
she could stand any more.
    The men
gathered behind the women, kicking at them, pushing them, smacking
them. The women edged forward towards the rail.
    'Tie up our
ponies,' commanded Ajax.
    One after
another the women were taken to the rail. The first had her mouth
put against it. She was ordered to open up. When she did she was
made to grip the rail in her mouth. It pulled at its sides,
stretching it wide. Thin ropes were used to fasten her against the
bar. They were wound around her head until she was so tight she
could not move. The next woman was tied in the same way, and
finally Eva was made to grip the rail and was secured like the
first two. They waited, motionless, their elbows slightly bent,
their heads fixed to the rail, their buttocks raised.
    Eva stared
ahead, letting her spit dribble from the sides of her mouth. She
raised her buttocks higher, exposing the shape of her cunt, its
pink crack and swollen, fleshy lips. She relaxed and showed her
anus, feeling the air against it, allowing it to open slightly.
Still heated by her pleasure from the beating, she felt aroused, in
need.
    The first lash
surprised her; a multi-tailed flail struck across the soles of her
feet. The next stung deep and she bit harder onto the rail. The
next made her tighten her body. The next made her part her legs.
The other women groaned as each was whipped across the soles of
their feet by a different man. Their moans only inflamed Eva more
and, as the punishment continued, she felt again her cunt
moistening with desire, its flesh swelling with the urgency of her
growing pleasure.
    When the
flails were turned onto her buttocks she opened herself more. She
allowed her anus to dilate and her cunt to spread. She took the
tails of the flail against her anal ring and labia as much as she
could. She was filled with excitement, the pain transformed into
total pleasure. When finally the whipping stopped she writhed for
more. She bit into the rail and moaned like an animal. Then, when
she felt the heat of a throbbing cock entering her cunt, she forced
herself back onto it. She squeezed it tightly, pressed herself down
on it. When she brought out its splashing rush of semen she
tightened her cunt onto it and consumed it thirstily. She took the
next one in her anus, pushing back and drawing it deep into her
rectum. She pulled its venous heat into her bowels, riding it then
consuming its copious splatter of semen like a starved beast.
    Each man took
a turn, until all had experienced the pleasure of all the women's
cunts and anuses. When they were exhausted, and when Ajax gave them
permission, they cut the women free from the rail and threw them
onto the ground. Eva fell back and her eyes filled with tears. She
was overwhelmed with despair, and yet it was the very hopelessness
and the mistreatment she had received which had stirred in her
needs more than she could ever have dreamed. Her violation had
inflamed her. Her punishment had drawn her into an ecstasy like no
other she had known. Her body ached, and as she pulled her knees up
to her chin and held her legs for comfort, she felt the wetness of
semen dribbling and running between the smooth skin of her
buttocks.
    One of the
soldiers, inflamed by the sight of her exposed flesh, pulled her
legs wide and pushed his face between her thighs. Her eyes rolled
as he licked her, poking his tongue around her sore clitoris and
delving deep inside her semen-filled cunt. She felt her stomach
tensing, and without warning she jerked, widening her legs then
gripping them around the man's head as her orgasm burst like a
breaking dam. As she convulsed she pulled his face onto her flesh.
She tightened her legs around him, pulling his tongue in, sucking
in his spit, mingling it with the semen that ran from her. She
opened her buttocks and let the delectable fluids run onto her
anus, and she tightened her grip, even more