Part 4 Jenny Gives Punishment and Receives a Reward
PART FOUR
JENNY GIVES PUNISHMENT AND RECEIVES A REWARD
Under orders Jenny positioned herself behind Conchita grasping the dreaded basta
firmly in her right hand. She took a little time to savour the sight of
Conchita's bare back so smooth and unmarked, so sensual in its way, and so
slender with the fullness of her breasts visible from behind like two opposing
crescents. For the first time in her life she could imagine having a sexual
relationship with another woman, the combination of a slender body and large
breasts fired her imagination, she would so like to touch a body like that, to
feel the taut toned skin of that back then the soft marshmallow sponginess of
those breasts kneading the nipples until they stood out proud and erect.......
These thoughts that were causing her pussy to become very damp again, for the
umpteenth time that evening were carrying Jenny away. 'This will not do', she
thought, 'I have a duty to perform or face the dreaded electrical device for
goodness knows how long'. Jenny remembered how vehemently Conchita spat at her,
how she fixed her with a look of absolute hatred, she was after all a dangerous
and evil person who had been responsible for the death of many people.
A person like that deserved to be severely punished to atone for her evil deeds
and I will make sure that this happens to the best of my ability. Jenny had
worked herself up into a state of mind that would enable her to carry out the
punishment with a clear conscience, and if she were honest, she would have to
admit to feeling a strange sense of excitement at the prospect. 'After all',
reasoned Jenny, 'it was only ten lashes'.
After psyching herself up in this manner Jenny raised the basta to her shoulder
level, steadied her feet, then drawing her arm back as far as possible delivered
the first lash with as much force as she could manage, She heard the whistle of
the two blades as they flailed through the air followed shortly after by a CRACK
as the blades travel was arrested by the exposed skin of Conchita's body. The
end of the lash made contact just above the right shoulder blade with the
remainder of the length coursing a trail diagonally down the length of the body
ending just above the waist. Within seconds the tortured skin rose up into a
livid red weal. The force of the lashing caused Conchita's upper body to lurch
forward for a moment its movement checked by the taught ropes attached to her
wrists. The pain of the lash must have been terrible, but as Conchita had been
trained to withstand torture she was able to control the agony that her body was
experiencing by summoning all her reserves to control her mind. The only visible
sign of her torment was that she raised herself up on the tips of her toes for a
few seconds and her legs began to tremble. She was able to resist crying out by
pure mind control, the only sound being a long drawn out hiss of air being at
first inhaled and then slowly exhaled from her lungs through clenched teeth.
The two guards who were still sexually entwined in mutual masturbation were
pacing themselves, slowly gyrating their bodies in unison causing their
respective cunts to receive direct stimulation from the slippery upper leg of
their partner with just the right amount of movement to ensure continual arousal
without the danger of cumming too soon. Their faces were flushed and their
expressions twisted with sadistic sexual arousal as they took careful note of
Conchita's body after suffering the first lash of her whipping. They noted with
delight the body lurch that caused her ample breasts to swing forward from her
ribcage. They noticed the attempt to control the pain and the look of proud
defiance and absolute loathing that preceded the first lash and how, on the
point of impact, that look was replaced instantly by a grim determination not to
give the guards the pleasure of hearing her scream aloud. Conchita's face
screwed up, her eyelids clamped tightly shut, her forehead furrowed into two
channels between her eyes rising to her hairline flanked by horizontal lines
that aged her face by thirty years, her nostrils flared, her lips drew back to
reveal teeth locked together as the body seeks any means to alleviate the trauma
to which it has been subjected.
These small signs were what fuelled the sexual appetites of the two guards, and
even though Conchita was able to resist the almost uncontrollable urge to
scream, the guards did not fail to notice the flat tummy being drawn in, causing
the ribs to be visible under the soft skin, as breath was urgently drawn into
the lungs and then exhaled slowly through clenched teeth as she fought with all
her will the burning fire of the lash trail still raging down her back. The
guards knew that very soon Conchita would not be able to control her body and
would be forced to give them the pleasure of seeing her crack and hearing her
cry uncontrollably like a baby, her body and mind broken, but best of all her
screams of agony which were bound to follow with each lash once her will had
been broken. That was what the guards were waiting for, that would drive their
sexually charged bodies to their limit and beyond, yes beyond, as their bodies
took control allowing them that immense explosion of fucking brilliant ecstasy
that words cannot describe, but those who have experienced it just live for the
next time. The guards could wait for their relief, as they knew that time would
come, and in the meantime they could enjoy keeping their bodies on the edge as
they witnessed Conchita's losing battle.
Jenny prepared to deliver the second lash of the punishment, this time she would
have to do better, she thought. Raising her arm she launched forward and swung
the basta with all her strength. Hearing the whip whistle through the air and
lash the unprotected skin of the victim, gave Jenny a strange thrill that she
did not expect. The second lash fell almost parallel to the first but about 50mm
down. Again the red welt rose on Conchita's back within seconds. Conchita's body
lurched forward, just like the last time but still she was able to contain her
agony without crying out.
Jenny delivered the third lash straight after, beginning to fear that, as the
whipping so far had produced no 'audible' results she may be made to suffer
herself. The third lash was lower down, almost horizontal, just below the
shoulder blades. Although Conchita's back was looking very sore by now she still
did not cry out, although her legs did appear to be trembling a little more.
After the fourth lash Jenny thought she heard a moan from Conchita that might
indicate the beginnings of her breaking. The guards however did not appear too
disappointed up to now. They continued to masturbate each other and were
content, for the moment, to study Conchita's face and body for the inevitable
signs of her breaking point. Jenny however was getting very worried as the
punishment was nearly half way through and still that evil bitch had not
cracked. Jenny was beginning to regard this as a personal challenge. She was
determined that she would break Conchita this time. Gripping the basta firmly
she pulled her arm back and almost ran towards Conchita as she delivered the
fifth lash.
The whip sang through the air and lashed Conchita's back in almost the same
position as the first lash. Conchita strained upwards standing on tip toes her
calf muscles bulging her whole body taught as the agony of the lash resonated
through her body.
There was a definite sound like EEEEEE, involuntarily made by Conchita as she
fought to maintain control. Jenny could see now that her efforts were beginning
to take effect. The sixth lash produced more distinct moaning from Conchita
sounding like AAAAAEEEEEE! also her shoulders seemed to be heaving up and down
with a will of their own. The seventh lash cut across the others and was so
effective that Conchita could not help herself from emitting an unearthly animal
like growl lasting a few seconds, perspiration had began to appear on her body
with larger drops covering her back. Conchita was breaking. The guards were
preparing to orgasm their faces flushed with anticipation they rode each other
with renewed vigour. Jenny seemed to be taken over by another force, at last her
efforts were having an effect and the tough bitch was proving that she was at
least governed by human feelings.
The eighth lash marked the turning point, Conchita lost her control, and as the
whiplash contacted her streaked back she jerked uncontrollably, threw her head
backwards and screamed for all she was worth AAAAAAYYYEEEEE, AAAAAYYYYYEEEE, she
screamed, the chilling screams filled the room before dying down to silent
sobbing, her shoulders rising and falling with each deep breath that she was
forced to take.
Jenny although tired was now endowed with super strength as the adrenalin
coursed through her body, she was beginning to accept the awesome power that she
had bestowed upon her. She could see that the guards were reaching fever pitch
and, as there were only two more lashes of the punishment remaining, she guessed
that the guards were waiting for the next lash before giving in to the raging
sexual demands of their bodies.
The penultimate lash caused Conchita to scream so loudly that she began to lose
her voice AAAAAAAYYYYYYYIEEEEEAAAAGRRRHHH! As she screamed she hopped from one
leg to the other gripping her hands into tight fists, clenching them so tightly
that her bicep muscles stood out and swinging her head from side to side so
violently that the clips holding her hair in place flew out causing locks of
hair to fall onto her back and stick there, held by the sweat that now covered
her whole body.
The two guards could not hold back any longer and their combined screams of
pleasure were hardly audible above Conchita's screams of agony. The guard's
bodies mashed together in their throes of ecstasy, they kissed each other
passionately forcing their tongues down each others throats, fondling each
others breasts then gripping each others buttocks pulling their cunts together
squeezing the last juices of passion and lust from their orgasmic bodies.
Jenny delivered the last lash of the sentence, although her heart was no longer
in it.
The force of the last lash was much reduced, more of a token really, and Jenny
was surprised that it caused Conchita to cry out but she did, almost as loudly
as the last time. It was obvious that her body had finally reached the limit of
its ability to stand the agony to which it had been subjected; she stood there
striped and trembling, so different from the contemptuous, venomous Republican
fighter that she was earlier.
Jenny was exhausted by her efforts; she made her way to a corner of the room,
slumped down into a sitting position, closed her eyes and prepared to sleep. She
was aware by the sounds around her that the guards were unfastening Conchita
from her bonds, replacing the wrist and leg manacles, and after a while she
heard the door open and a shuffling noise as Conchita was taken away to a cell
somewhere.
Jenny felt a beautiful feeling, someone was kissing her full on the lips: it was
a tender yet passionate kiss. The lips were soft and the kiss was extremely
erotic, gently nibbling her top lip, pulling it out and then letting go, a wet
tongue gently tracing the edges of her mouth, slowly round and round, then
inside her mouth pushing between lips and teeth. Jenny thought that she was
dreaming, she was getting sexually aroused again. Slowly opening her eyes she
realised that it was no dream, the younger guard was bending over her, gently
touching her face as she kissed her. Jenny thought it odd that someone capable
of such cruelty could be so tender as she was now. The guard slowly pulled away
and gave Jenny an affectionate smile. For the first time Jenny realised how
attractive the guard was, her short hair gave her face an elfin look, and when
she smiled her teeth were so white and even. Jenny flushed and rose up, grasping
the guards face between he two cupped hands she gave the guard an open mouth
kiss delivered with more passion than tenderness, probing her mouth with her
tongue, urgently, she drove her tongue in and out of the mouth like a penis
fucking for all it was worth. The guard returned the kiss but slowly, less
urgently, the pulled away gently, and taking Jenny's hand led her toward the
table. The same table that only a few hours before she had tortured Jenny on.
This time she gently positioned Jenny diagonally on the table with her open legs
straddling one of the corners of the table. She lowered Jenny onto the tabletop
and this time Jenny's head was able to rest upon the table. She touched Jenny's
cunt just briefly enough to satisfy herself that the natural lubricant was in
evidence. Jenny felt the touch and raised her bottom from the table in an effort
to prolong the sensation. She was getting horny again and this time she was
going to get satisfaction if it was the last thing she did. The guard whispered
into her ear, 'slowly darling you will come I promise, but only when I decide,
and it will be worth the wait I guarantee'.
Jenny realised that she was going to have to wait and enjoy a slow build up
before she would be allowed to experience relief, almost like torture, she knew
that the guard was an expert at taking people to their absolute limit and
keeping them in that state until they cried out for release. 'This woman is
going to employ the same methods, she is going to let me build and build until I
scream out for the climax that my aching body demands, then, when she is ready,
and only then, will she let me come and come and come' thought Jenny. 'But this
time I don't mind, I shall enjoy the journey, I shall lay back and let her tease
my body little by little into a raging fucking horny excitement, let her treat
me like the filthy cum slut that I am, a horny bitch with a cunt wide open for
sex who deserves to be finger fucked in the cunt and arse until she comes her
lot and sprays her juices again and again' she mused. The guard was now nibbling
Jenny's ear, sucking her lobe, blowing gently into her ear causing Jenny to
shudder with delight. They kissed on the mouth again sensually, erotically. The
guard looked down on Jenny and whispered, 'Open your mouth my darling' Jenny
obeyed. The guard positioned her mouth about a foot away from Jenny's mouth;
pursing her lips she slowly allowed the spittle and saliva to drip down towards
Jenny's waiting mouth. As the guard's saliva trailed from her, Jenny raised her
head to meet it, she felt the sweet taste as it dropped into her eager mouth,
she savoured the taste before swallowing, and thought that this act was the most
intimate thing that she had ever experienced with another human being. Slowly
kissing Jenny's raised chin, then licking down her neck to the cleft between her
collarbones the guard moved on to Jenny's shoulder kissing, nibbling gently,
licking the guard slowly and expertly pleasured her. Jenny was aware of the
guard's small firm breasts each with their rock hard nipple grazing her own
breasts as the guard bent forward to kiss her. Jenny couldn't take her eyes from
those breasts; they looked so gorgeous, a beautiful golden colour with the
aureole darker and tight, surrounding those erect hard nipples. She wanted so
much to caress them to feel their hardness to feel the nipples tickle the palms
of her hands as she squeezed them. Jenny put her hands toward the guard's
breasts, she could not resist the temptation of them but the guard gently fended
her off, with a smile as if to say, 'you may look, but you may not touch, yet'.
Jenny's body was responding to the caresses, she could feel the heat between her
legs, that lovely aching feeling as the hood of her clitoris felt the pressure
of her growing sexual desire. Oh how she would have liked to touch herself down
there, to spur on those feelings, to feel that wetness and to use it as a
lubricant for inserting a finger or two inside her. But that was impossible at
the moment because, the guard, after having blindfolded her, had raised and held
both of Jenny's arms above her head. In this position Jenny was blind and a
virtual sex captive. The guard was giving her full attention to Jenny's breasts,
fondling them, kissing and licking them, circling her sensitive nipples with her
tongue, sucking on a nipple and gently stretching it to twice its length. Jenny
was in heaven again, she loved having her tits played with and being blindfolded
had the effect of heightening the pleasure. The guard played with Jenny's
breasts for ages and ages and Jenny experienced something that she had never
experienced before. Because no one had ever spent so much time and attention on
her breasts the feeling of pleasure that she felt changed from a pleasant
tingle, (which is what she was used to), to an incredible sensitivity, both
breasts were so sensitive, and had turned rock hard, the slightest touch sent
waves of almost orgasmic pleasure ringing through the whole breast. And this
woman kept on pleasuring those bursting tits. Jenny had to cry out 'Oh fuck,
YES, Oh God that's beautiful, Oh don't stop, don't stop, OOOOOHHHHH, SLOWLY
Yes,.....SLOWLY, Oh FUCK...Now harder, HARDER.BITE MY NIPPLE....OH Yes! '. So
loudly did she scream in her pleasure that she did not hear the door open, and
the other guard enter.
Jenny was out of this world, never in her life had her tits given her so much
pleasure, she would never have believed that this could be. She thought that she
knew her own body so well, of course she had fondled her breasts whilst
masturbating and it felt good, and boyfriends in the past had played with her
tits as part of lovemaking but were usually too intent on getting into her
panties to spend much time there, but this woman knew her body better than she
herself.
Jenny's tits dominated her thoughts; she could enjoy this feeling for ever, she
was only slightly aware that something was happening down below. Her cunt was
responding to another stimulus. The feeling in her clit was vying for attention.
Her mind was split between the incredible sensations in her breasts and an
ever-growing excitement in her pussy. When she allowed her mind to leave her
breasts she was aware that someone was expertly eating her, kissing her clit
fingering her labia and slowly pushing three fingers into her vagina with a
thumb pressing into her anus.
The elder guard had returned and was as intent upon pleasuring her as her
friend. This guard knew how to make a girl do anything she wanted by bringing
her to a peak of sexual tension and maintaining this sweet torture until she was
ready to allow her the release for which her body craved. Jenny's mind switched
from her tingling breasts to her demanding cunt. Her vagina was stretched open
so slowly and so gently that the guard now had four fingers inserted as far as
they would go; only the thumb prevented further insertion. Slowly rotating the
fingers produced an awesome feeling, and when the thumb brushed across Jenny's
clitoris she shuddered with pleasure and cried out.
The fingers kept moving, feeling the walls of Jenny's love tunnel, probing and
searching and when Jenny gave a jump they had found the spot that they were
searching for. One fingertip played around and over that spot, the feeling was
intense, Jenny's body was alive, and she trembled with rising sensations of pure
ecstasy, her cunt dripping with pre-cum, her clit crying out for attention.
Jenny was rampant, whatever inhibitions she may have had fell away as she gave
herself completely to the attentions of these two women. Her body had been
excited so many times that day, coming so close to an orgasm that was denied to
her. This time though she knew that, when the time was right, she would be
allowed to reach that beautiful release for which her body yearned. Her cunt was
so red and swollen. Her clit was so hard and raging. Her breasts felt like they
were alive: her nipples ached. She was getting so close now. 'Oh fuck me, fuck
me, let me fucking come. Pleeeeeeease, I'm so close now, Oh God' she screamed,
her hips rising and falling, rising and falling again as she rammed her cunt
against the vibrating fingers of the elder guard. Fucking those fingers for all
she was worth. The blindfold was whipped away. Jenny saw the younger guard, one
hand pleasuring her breasts whilst the other was finger fucking her own cunt
furiously. She smiled down at Jenny, then, her smile gave way to a look of
serious concentration as she masturbated herself towards a climax that she
wished to share with Jenny. 'Nearly there my angel' said the guard, 'We're all
going to come together'. Jenny looked at the elder guard whilst she massaged her
pleasure spot. This guard was squeezing her own full breasts whilst rubbing her
cunt against Jenny's leg. She did not speak, but Jenny could tell that she was
nearly there herself, as Jenny's leg was dripping with the guard's juices, and
the guard was groaning in sexual heaven, her teeth clenched tightly together as
she worked herself into a frenzy. 'Oh God I'm going to come, I'm ready to come
right now PLEASE let me come' screamed Jenny. 'Yes, Yes, You come now,' said the
guard, 'We will come after you'.
Jenny did not have to be told twice 'AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH' screamed Jenny.
'Oh that's so GOOD.....OH FUCK I'M CUMMING AGAIN 'AAAAAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHH' I don't
believe it. 'AND AGAIN, OH ITS FUCKING HEAVEN' screamed Jenny as she came and
came again and again.
As her orgasms subsided a little Jenny witnessed both guard's cumming together,
their bodies jerking in sexual spasms, their cries of ecstasy filling the room,
their sex juices flowing from their cunts in rivulets down their shaking taught
legs. The sight of this made Jenny horny again that she came again, in one final
shuddering climax that drained her to exhaustion. 'Oh fuck, Oh fuck', she
moaned. 'Those were the best fucking orgasms that I have ever had', she said,
before falling into a deep and well-deserved sleep.
THE END
