Bleak House

Synopsis

A fervently righteous young couple find their views challenged when they become lost on the moors and seek help at a house where the occupants very sexually liberated.

Bleak House

by obohobo

Warnings

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The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only.

MF MM FF NC. Spanking

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This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or otherwise is purely coincidental, etc.

Copyright 2005

Bleak House

"We're lost aren't we Davey?"

"Yes Pam I think we are. We should have been in Branthwaite ages ago if we'd been on the right track." The pair sat resting on their rucsacs in the shelter of a cliff trying to decide where on he map they were. The rain poured down soon after they'd started out from the youth hostel and the low cloud reduced the visibility to a hundred yards or so. Neither were experienced hikers and this was their first holiday together without their parents. "I think we must be in this open area otherwise we would have at least crossed some farm tracks." David pointed to an area on the map with little on it except for the contour lines and the heights of various peaks. "Sorry Pam I should have checked the compass earlier but the way seemed clearly marked then."

"Have we to turn back then?" Pam asked with some apprehension. Like her companion she was soaked through, her feet were sore and her boots full of water. She was tired, cold and miserable.

"No, all we can do is to go on and see where we come out. We should get to a road or a farm track somewhere. If we turn back we might never follow the way we came and could end up anywhere as well. It's three o'clock now and even if we did follow the same route as we came, it would be long passed dark when we got to the hostel and I don't think I could walk that far anyway. We just have to pray we find somewhere ahead of us and find it quite quickly. All the detours we've had to make because of the swollen rivers have added many miles to our walk."

Tears ran down Pam's face but blended unnoticed with the rain dripping from her hat. "We'd better keep moving then Davey," Pam muttered, "The light won't last too much longer today and if we don't find anywhere by four, then you're going to have to use the mobile and see if we can get some help. Perhaps this is something God has sent to try our beliefs and our resolve."

For another hour they struggled on against the wind and rain until, nearly exhausted, they decided to use the mobile and call out the rescue team. "We'll just get to the top of the rise there and if there is nothing in sight I'll phone," David stated. Only whiteness greeted them when they crested the col and started to descend. In the shelter of some rocks, David ferreted in his rucsac pocket and hesitatingly dialled 999. "Damn!" he swore and then apologised to Pam, "Sorry. Battery's flat. I must have left the phone on after the call home the other night. God doesn't seem to he helping us much."

"Perhaps we should pray together?" Pam suggested. They held hands and said the Lord's Prayer together and David followed this with a short prayer asking for God to guide them to safety.

"Pam, I am so sorry for getting you into this mess. I should have been more careful earlier on. It's all my fault." David took the blame on himself but Pam would not hear of it.

"I have eyes too," she remarked, "And I didn't see where we went wrong either. Now we best move on again while there is a little light left otherwise we will be in very serious trouble if were stuck out here all night. I'm shivering now from just standing for a few minutes." Half a mile further on, whatever animal track they were following, descended sharply and became very slippery but apart from a couple of involuntary slides, they made it down safely. The rain seemed to ease to a drizzle, the sky lightened just a little and the visibility improved.

"Perhaps the Lord is answering our prayer," David remarked as they came across a slightly wider track and the terrain levelled out. Rounding a bend David halted, "Look Pam, there's a house!" he cried gleefully. Across the valley, perhaps half a mile away, gaunt and gloomy looking in the mist, stood a large stone building.

"Bleak House," Pam looked at the building less enthusiastically, "Looks like it should be in the Bronte novel but at least we can find out where we are and there should be a road."

"It's inhabited too Pam. I can see smoke from the chimney." With renewed energy they strode across the heather but it took them longer than expected to reach the place. Several times a detour had to be made to avoid streams and boggy places but just as night was beginning to fall, they arrived at the house. Close to, the house lost none of its Stygian appearance and in other circumstances they would never dared to have knocked at the door. Now there was no choice. They were totally wet through, shivering, and so weary they felt they couldn't walk another step. The hoped for road was no more than a grassy bridleway.

"There's a light on at the back," whispered Pam, "But I guess we'd better knock on the front door."

David rattled the knocker. It seemed to take ages before the door was finally opened and a woman appeared. She wore a simple black dress that showed a good deal of her cleavage. "I'm sorry to trouble you, but we're lost…" David started.

"And you're wet and cold and hungry and you're miles from the nearest hostelry or village," finished the woman. She grinned in a friendly manner and the pair took a liking to her. "Go round t' back door m'dears and then you'll be in't kitchen. That'll save us wiping up the drips from the polished wood floor."

"She seems friendly enough," David remarked.

"Friendly and showing more than she should to strangers," Pam countered. The kitchen door opened as they arrived and they found themselves in a small entrance porch.

"Leave yer muddy boots on't rack and come on in't warm. I'm Maria." David and Pam introduced themselves. "Come on in now. Don't worry, the kitchen floor'll not come t' any 'arm. Bring yer packs in too. They're no doubt wet through as well." Maria led them through an inner door. The warmth hit them and for a little while they just stood and took in their surroundings. In the centre of the room was a large scrubbed table with a polished copper oil lamp above it. To one side was a large stove black kitchen range that glowed cheerily red.

"Get yer wet things off and hang them on the drying horse." She lowered a long frame with three bars from the ceiling. "They'll be dry afore morning on here. Yer not going on anywheres tonight."

"We're so sorry to be a trouble to you. We must have missed the track in the bad weather," Pam apologised.

"Dinna worry yerselfs. We get few enu'f visitors 'ere. Yer can tell us all about it when Master Henry comes down. I'll go up and tell him now. You just get all them wet things off before yer gets a death o' cold. I'll run a bath for the two o' yer in a bit. Should be enough hot water." Maria disappeared and could be heard climbing wooden stairs.

"The welcome seems friendly enough but I still think this place is a bit sinister," Pam remarked as she hung her outer clothes on the rack. "I've a gut feeling that all is not what it seems."

A few minutes later Maria returned. By then Pam was down to wearing a blouse, bra and knickers and David still had his underpants on. " Master Henry will be down shortly," Maria informed them, "'e's near nuf finished wi' givin' Becky her spanking an' fuck for t'night." The crude words shocked the young couple. "I've started t' water running for yer bath so get t' rest of those wet things orff and I'll take ya there."

"I think… we'd better… leave," stuttered Pam.

"Ye're going nowhere t'night, young lady. Tis dark and I wouldna want yer deaths on me conscience" Maria said firmly, "Yee surely seen each other naked. Haven't you?"

The look on Pam's face quickly told the woman that they hadn't. "We're devout Christians," David informed her, "And we respect the sanctity of each other's bodies."

"Yeah, I c'n see that by t' way yer eyes keep popping at the sight of me tits," Maria grinned. "Now na more o' this nonsense. Ye're both 'aving a bath so get e' the rest of yer clothes on't' rack and come wi' me." Maria's voice had a note of authority. "Lookin' at each other is na goin' to hurt yer but the master's belt or the birch will if yer start playing up."

David turned his back to the others and started to lower his pants but then quickly pulled them up again. However before they were fully up, Maria pulled them down to his ankles. "Step out o' 'em Davey," she ordered and when he hesitated, treated his arse to a loud slap. "There," she said turning him round, "That wasna so difficult was it? Yer 'aven't anything t' be ashamed of either," she went on taking a good look at his hardening cock. "Ha' a look Pam. Yer really need t' know what a man's weapon's like before ya marry 'im." Pam, blushing, tried to turn away but Maria grabbed her arm. "Look at it Pam. Tak a good look so yer know what to expect later."

"Please don't make us do this," Pam tearfully pleaded. "It's Satan's temptation. We're Christians and need to resist such temptation."

Maria ignored her. "Now let's git t' rest of yer stuff orff so Davey can see what 'e's letting 'imself in for." She started to unbutton Pam's blouse. Pam struggled until told, "Either stop bein' uncooperative or I'll fetch t' master and his belt. 'e'll love stripping yer an' puttin' some stripes across yer arse." David started to object too although secretly he wanted to see what his girlfriend was really like. He'd fantasised about her when alone in his bed gently rubbing his erection and often felt guilty about having done so. Maria soon had Pam's bra off and showed David, "Not a bad pair o' tits are they Davey boy? Not as big as mine but still firm, not like my floppy things." She lifted hers from her dress and jiggled them around. "Now let's 'ave a look-see where Davey will be a putting that prick o' 'is."

"No!!" yelled Pam but Maria already had her thumbs in the waistband and before Pam knew what was happening her knickers were around her ankles.

"Pick 'em up David and 'ang 'em up. 'ave a good look-see at 'er cunt while yer down there." Maria now had David completely under her control and he did as ordered but his view was obscured because Pam kept her legs closed.

"Come wi' me." Maria grabbed their hands and dragged them upstairs into the bathroom and turned off the taps. "Ye're bound to need t' piss so do it before I bath you." Again the order shocked the couple. "We all 'ave t' do it." Maria lifted her skirt so they caught a glimpse of her dark pubic hair before she sat down on the wooden toilet seat and started to piss. David realised she couldn't have been wearing knickers. The sound of her piss into the bowl made him want to go too but he still held back. "Yer go fust Davey. Shall I hold if f' yer or can you manage?" David still wasn't sure if he wanted or could do it in front of the others but Maria just grabbed his prick and aimed it at the pan, slightly worried that the seat didn't lift up like modern ones. He was half-afraid some urine might spill on to the seat itself but it wasn't long before his flow started. A few dribbles splattered on to the wood but Maria didn't seem to care. Pam, he noticed, turned her head the other way and might have run away had not Maria been in her path.

"Yer turn Pammy. Sit yerself down. And you git in't bath Davey. Yer'll be able to see 'er frum there." If she noticed the wet spots on the seat, Pam never commented but determinedly she tried not to pee. Maria tickled her light coloured pubic mound until, blushing red, she was forced to open her bladder. "Now git yer in't bath too. Face 'im and mak' sure yer wash t'other prop'ly. Wash 'er tits and cunt Davey and mak' sure ‘er washes yer prick. I'll be back when I spoken wi' Master Henry ag'in."

"What are we going to do David?" Pam cried when they were alone. "We can't leave and it's obvious they want us to make love to each other and… maybe even with them." David put his arms around her and in doing so she felt his now rock hard cock against her belly. "Oh no David, not you too. You're enjoying this." She pushed him away and the head of his cock showed above the surface of the water.

"Sorry Pam but I can't control that. I won't do it to you." David averred.

"Oh yes you will lad." The pair turned to see Master Henry standing in the doorway clad in a loosely tied woollen dressing gown. Half a step behind stood another woman similarly dressed. "Either you fuck her tonight and take her virginity or I do it in the morning and she'll certainly feel it if I do it!" Master Henry opened his gown to reveal a cock still not fully soft after fucking Becky.

Pam screamed and screamed again. "You're Satan. You're the devil in person. I will resist you," she shouted with a firmer conviction than she felt, as he fingered the cross hanging around her neck.

"No, I'm not Satan Pam but I do agree with many of the things you churchie people believe about him." Henry laughed and the ladies joined in. "I especially believe that women are put on this earth for man's pleasure. They need to be fucked hard and often, Isn't that so Becky?"

"Indeed that is so Master Henry. Life would be very boring if men were born without a good size prick to fill our cunts with happiness." From downstairs came the noise of people talking. "Sounds like the three musketeers have made it back. Weather must have held them up too," Becky commented.

Soft footsteps could be heard ascending the stairs. David clutched Pam as they looked to the open door. "Are we eating in here tonight?" a man's voice asked.

"No, Ralph, come on in all of you and meet a pair of Christian virgins who strayed into the home of Bacchus." All three looked to be in there early to late twenties about the same age as Maria and Becky. Only Henry was a little older. Henry introduced Ralph as Maria's brother, Matthew or Matt a friend who helped with the farm and Ruth a vicar's daughter from a parish some twenty miles away. "I came to live with them so I could get away from my zealot father and all his so called religion and could be fucked with a different prick each night in a variety of ways," Ruth informed them. Pam blushed as she tried to hide her breasts when each of the newcomers shook hands with David and then her.

Matt tried to feel Pam's tits but Henry stepped in. "I'm giving them until morning to get to know each other better and then they'll be common property. Maria hurry and get them washed and dried off so we can all eat together." Turning to the others, you better get your wet things off too so you're ready for supper."

Laughing and commenting on ways they might deflower the virgins, they all trooped out of the bathroom leaving David and Pam alone with Maria, She produced a towel and gave it to David. "Dry each other off and dinna let's 'ave any nonsense about being able to dry yersel's."

Under Maria's watchful eye David dried his girlfriend and took his time over her tit and pubic areas. Pam knew he was enjoying himself but decided to keep quiet for the moment. Even though he tried hard, the sight, feel and smell of his partner's body kept David erect and he could not get it to soften. Pam refused to dry it. "Oooowww!" Neither of them had noticed Maria take a leather belt from behind the cupboard door until it slashed across Pam's arse.

"Leave her alone. You have no right to hit anyone especially when you are forcing her to do something she believes is wrong." David defended his girlfriend. He went to grab the belt but Maria was too quick and stepped back and raised the belt again ready to strike either or both of them.

"Listen t' me, t' pair o' yer," Maria spoke in a menacing voice. "If I call t'others up yer'll be over t' punishment chair and git at least a dozen with a proper leather strap a' they'se won't be a put on lightly either. All yer 'ave t' do Pammy is t' dry his prick and balls with a towel an' everywhere else an all. Afterwards I git yer a dressing gown like t'others an' we can go down and eat. I'm sure ye're hungry." Very reluctantly Pam did as she was told. Despite not wanting too, she felt sensations between her legs that she tried to suppress. Ten minutes later they walked down the stairs again, clad in a loose robe and slippers. Becky and Ruth were getting lamb chops off the stove and ladling large portions of vegetables into dishes. The heat and aroma of he food made them feel hungry and very weary. It had been a very long and tiring day and now they were in this place where it seemed the Devil's work was done. Pam almost fainted. Only David's arm around her kept her on her feet.

Nothing untoward happened during the meal except Ruth managed to 'accidentally' flash her tits at them several times. However, the discussion they had proved rather embarrassing. "Why do you believe that fucking before marriage is a sin?" Henry asked.

"Sexual intercourse is God's way of ensuring procreation of the species and should only be undertaken by those legally joined in holy matrimony. It is not something that should be undertaken lightly or just for pleasure. Sex outside marriage is only for sluts and whores." Pam stated hotly as though quoting by rote.

"She sounds like my father giving one of his fire and brimstone sermons," laughed Ruth. "He was a bigot too and that's why mother and I left him."

"If God, and for the moment I am going to assume there is such a being, if he didn't want us to get pleasure from sex, why did he make it so pleasurable?" Henry asked. "Surely if he only wanted us to fuck to have babies, he could have made us like the animals. When the female is ready to conceive, they come on heat, emit an aroma that attracts a male and do it once and it's all over."

"That's how it should be for humans too if God had his way, but too many men and women don't take it seriously and have abused the gifts he gave us." Pam was getting a little red in the face but was determined to make them see her argument. David kept quiet. He knew better than to argue against her.

"No Pammy, God made fucking enjoyable so we would want to do it as often as we wanted. If you love a person, that may make it all the more pleasurable, but even without love, fucking should be fun for both the man and the woman. You haven't experienced it yet but you will before you leave." Pam was silent for a while and inwardly furious that these people were threatening to rape her. She hoped and prayed that it was a threat they wouldn't carry out or that they would try and persuade her to give in voluntarily. She knew she would be able to resist that. Looking at David, she wasn't so sure that he would resist, especially if Maria plied him with her charms. The arguments continued for most of the main course. David kept quiet but Pam forcibly countered all the points the others threw at her.

For a short while after the pudding had been served, they ate in silence. Pam tried to avoid looking at the others and seemed to concentrate her thoughts on the double burner oil lamp in the centre of the table that cast its flickering yellow light and illuminated the diners. David tried to distance his thoughts from sex by looking around and noting the old fashioned kitchen equipment, the blackened pots, the peat fired stove, the candles and then the sturdy oak chair which correctly deduced was the punishment chair Maria had referred to. Ralph turned the conversation to their visit to a neighbouring farm that day and to a party being held in the house on Friday evening, only two days hence. From the comments it seemed it to David and Pam the party was a euphemism for an orgy and both hoped they would be well away by then. "Perhaps we'll have been missed and a search made when we don't turn up at the hostel," David whispered in Pam's ear. They'd signed the route book when the left the hostel that morning and their night at the next one was booked and paid for.

Afterwards, when they were sitting in front of a peat fire in the parlour as they called it, Maria stood up and pulled her dress over her head. "Com'n Ralph, let's show t' virgins what thay 'ave t' do in bed t'night. Watch ‘e carefully Pammy. This ist simplest an' usual way of fuckin' although we allus try all sorts o' t'other ways 'ere. Them's tha know, call it t' mission'ry position although I 'ave no idea why. Perhaps twas t' way tha mission'ries subdued t' native women."

"But… you're brother… and sister… that's…" Pam looked utterly disgusted and indeed she hoped that the floor would swallow her up.

"Incest," laughed Maria. "We've bin fuckin' fer years an' t'asn't 'urt us." Maria moved the flagon of home-made wine from the sheepskin floor rug in front of them and sat down. Pam and David had resolutely refused the wine. Ralph stood, removed his dressing gown and shoved his prick close to Pam's face. She turned her head but Maria saved her blushes by quickly taking his half-hard prick into her mouth and noisily sucking and massaging it to full hardness. "That's 'ow Davey's prick needs t' be when yer want a good fuck," Maria informed Pam at the same time she showed Ralph's rampant prick to her. "It looks like his is 'ard enough already for yer if yer wants it now."

"Please leave us alone," Pam pleaded. "Let us go to bed. We're tired." Her request was ignored.

Pam turned away but Matt stood behind her and held her head. "Put your hand inside David's robe and play with his prick," Matt whispered but Pam shook her head. "You do it then David. Take her hand and wrap it around your prick. Make her feel it." Although inside his mind, David wanted to do so, he too refused. Ruth sitting alongside him, pulled out his throbbing prick and gently masturbated it.

"Don't let him come, Ruth," Henry warned, "His first load should go in his girlfriend's cunt."

Having sucked Ralph hard, Maria lay down and spread her legs wide. David's breathing became shallow as he watched Ralph insert his prick into the waiting cunt and start to pound it fast and furiously. Maria in her turn humped back to meet his every stroke. The onlookers knew they were enjoying it immensely and David felt guilty in wishing he was in Ralph's place and wondered what it would be like to fuck Pam. "Will she even let me?" he asked himself.

Pam, still blushing profusely, ardently wished she was someplace else. "Why did they get lost? Why had God led them to his den of iniquity? Was it some sort of test? Could she resist them?" Unanswerable questions raged through her brain. She turned her head away only to see Becky sucking Henry's enormous prick. Seeing Pam glance in her direction Becky pulled her mouth away and offered the prick to her but Pam sharply looked in the other direction. Matt's hand found its way between her legs and although she tried to keep her thighs closed and pulled his hand away several times, Matt finally gained an entrance to her cunt with one finger. "She's not frigid despite what she says," declared Matt, "She's very wet now." Pam nearly died with shame especially when Matt pulled her thighs apart to show the others.

When the laughter and ribald comments died down and everyone's attention was again on the pair fucking on the rug, Ralph spoke. "Watch Pam. Normally we all shoot our load right inside the woman's body, whether it be her cunt, her mouth or her arsehole but so you can see what happens I'm going to withdraw in a moment or two and spurt it over Maria's tits. If you've never even seen your boyfriend naked, I doubt if you have seen his spunk spurting out of his prick." Moments later and with a few rubs of his hand, Ralph spurted over his sister's breasts and then used his softening prick to rub it around. Ralph then suckled her nipples and licked the surrounding flesh.

Ruth protested that she was being left out when Matt turned Maria over and pulled her bottom into the air. He thrust into the well-lubricated hole a few times and then centred his prick on her brown hole. Maria cried out as her entered but was soon thrusting back to meet him. Hardly believing a woman could take that size of prick up her bottom, David watched red-faced and feeling slightly over warm.

"Can I go to bed now?" Pam asked. "This is just too disgusting. Please put Davey in a separate room. By the look of him, he is as perverted as you lot.

"Yes and no," Henry responded with a grin. "Yes you can go to bed but no, Davey cannot have a bed of his own. He has to sleep with you and both of you will be naked. He should have enough energy to take your maidenhood and fuck you a couple of times before breakfast so you'll be opened up and ready for this sword." He showed Pam his half-hard prick. "If he hasn't made a passage for me, then I will do it for him and no doubt the others will follow afterwards."

Matt and Ruth accompanied them to the bedroom and set two candles on the nightstands either side of the narrow bed. Pam was weeping again when Ruth collected her dressing gown and then David's. David's erection still hadn't gone down.

As soon as they were alone and the candles extinguished, Pam turned and lay on her back. "Don't think you are going to do it to me David. Now I've seen you are as disgusting as those perverts are downstairs, I have no wish to continue our relationship. I saw how you were enjoying Ruth's attentions and how your eyes were ogling that couple doing it. Pervert!"

"Pammy please. I couldn't help it. I'm only human and a man does get aroused at sights like that. I do love you Pam and won't do anything to hurt you but might it not be better to do it with me than with Henry?"

"I'm not going to be doing it with Henry either. Before they get up, I'm getting my clothes off the rack and sneaking out. I don't care if you come with me or not. We're finished."

"Please Pam, don't destroy us." David put his arm across her chest to give her a hug. Pam immediately slapped his face.

"Keep your hands off me pervert! Turn the other way. I don't wish to know you." David reluctantly did so. Tired though they were, sleep took a long while coming to both. Each lay pondering over the events of the day and wondering how they could get out of he situation. Pam recited the Lord's Prayer several times but David didn't join in.

*****

Streaks of light heralded the dawn sky. Pam sat up. "It must be about five," she thought as she crept to the window and peered out. It was mid April and the rain of he previous day had ceased although everything still looked dismal. Regretting some of the things she said the night before, Pam woke David and whispered they should find their clothes and get going.

Ruth had left the bedroom door wide open so there was no noise problem opening it but the stairs creaked a few times as they made their way cautiously down in almost total darkness.

"Grrrrr! Grrrrr! Grrrrr!" the throaty growl of a large dog was followed by a loud barking. It was enough to waken the whole household.

"So our two guests seek to sneak away without the courtesy of saying good-bye! Master Henry won't be pleased." Maria entered the kitchen carrying a oil lamp. "Even if Roxy hadn't stopped you, you wouldn't have got far without your clothes." She held the lamp so they could see the clotheshorse was empty.

"You're right Maria. I am not pleased and they will feel the extent of my displeasure later on." Henry appeared in the kitchen followed by the others each carrying a lamp or a candle. "Maria escort them back to bed and Ralph and Matt would you mind tying them up. You know how."

"You can't do this," David yelled but he soon found that Matt and Ralph were far stronger than he was. Matt easily avoided the futile punches and tossed him over his shoulder. Ralph picked up Pam and without any apparent effort carried her upstairs too. Unceremoniously they dumped the pair on the bed.

"I've brought the binder twine and a knife," Ruth informed them, "Two foot lengths okay?" Getting Matt's confirmation, she proceeded to cut several lengths from the coil. With assistance from the others the pair were laid face to face, chest to breast on top of each other. Despite voluble abuse from Pam and to a lesser extent from David, Matt tied Pam's left big toe to David's right one. He did the same with the other big toes and then pulled Pam's arms behind David's back and tied her thumbs together. Turning the couple over so Pam lay on top of David, Matt tied David's thumbs behind her back so their two bodies were locked together, each pressed tightly to the other in a bear hug position

Pam alternately wept and cried loudly. Her wriggling and writhing caused David's prick to harden between their bellies. "Pervert!" she yelled at him. It seemed to be her favourite word at the moment.

"I can't help it Pammy, not when you keep rubbing yourself on it. Lie still for a while, you're only causing us both more pain by trying to free yourself. Although she knew what he said was right, her anger didn't allow Pam to take any notice. Inevitably David had an emission and ejected a copious amount of spunk between their two bodies. Pam's movements only served to spread the jism and seemed to enhance the smell.

"You really are a dirty pervert David Myers, I don't know what I ever saw in you. You are so disgusting." Pam bleated on without a pause for ten minutes.

When he could get a word in, David replied very quietly, "Pam you did this. By ignoring my request to lie still, you masturbated me to a climax. There was nothing I could do about it. Perhaps it is just as well that we found out about each other before we considered marriage. I tried to uphold your beliefs about sex but having seen the enjoyment the others have from it, I'm beginning to realise what I am missing. Perhaps I should have fucked you while I had the chance last night." David deliberately used the fuck work to emphasise his point.

At last Pam lay still and just wept. From below they heard the sounds of cooking and laughter and while this was going on she pondered, "This was supposed to be a lovely holiday where I was free of my mother's influence for a week. We believed God would guide us but his path led us to this den of evil. Perhaps Satan has entered my body. Is that why I am so wet between my legs? Or is it just a natural body function like David makes out? I know I shouldn't really have rubbed myself on him like that but I didn't seem able to stop. Now that smell is making me feel even wetter." She felt David kiss her cheek but tried to disregard it although she sensed David was part way to forgiving her. "He must really love me if he wants to be with me after all this. It's my fault that we tried to escape."

Maria came after they had lain for what seemed ages and checked their bindings. "They be cuttin' in now t'thumbs and toes a' swellin' and the ends are goin' a funny colour. I'll see if t'master will let us cut ‘em. I sees yer bin an done it with 'er, Davey. Pity yer didna put t'in 'er cunt so as there's bin less mess." Shortly she returned with Becky. Becky hand held a long leather strap. Pam saw it first and started to beg her not to use it. It was Maria that answered. "Becky willna use it unless yer dinna behave yerselfs. I'm gonna cut each bindin' and jest tie yer ankles an' wrists t'gether. We hav'ta wait until t'men have come in fra seein' ta the animals. Then yer'll get to feel the strap and pr'aps more. Yer jest stay still now while I cuts t'twine."

The rope bindings may have been more comfortable but the pain when the blood flowed back to their toes and thumbs was excruciating and brought tears to both of their eyes but at least it eased in ten minutes or so. An hour later the men returned and it was clear that Ruth was considered as one of the 'men' in that she did fieldwork with them while Maria and Becky did housework. Maria and Becky returned to the bedroom. This time Maria held the belt and Becky did the talking.

"I'm going to untie you now and then take you to have a piss and shit. Afterwards you will come into the kitchen and face Master Henry who will decide what to do with you. Make any wrong move or any attempt to threaten us and Maria will lash you with the belt. Understood?"

"Please just let us go," begged Pam and started whining about it being illegal to hit them.

"WHAAP!!" The belt landed across Pam's shoulders causing her to scream. "I didn't asked for your comments and have no wish to hear your wheedling and whining," Becky spoke calmly.

David spoke for her, "We'll do what you say Miss Becky."

"That's better. Now get yourselves into the bathroom. You may not want to sit afterwards." Becky went on.

David saw the welt across Pam's shoulders for the first time and gave her a hug. "Keep quiet Pammy otherwise we'll be in for more pain. We've no choice but to go along with them." The painful stripe across her shoulder blades must have had some effect because she did as he suggested. She didn't even comment when sitting on the toilet David was made to stand in front of her with his semi-hard prick close to her face and the results of his emission still drying on his body. Almost past caring, Pam peed and pooped and at the same time, started to quietly recite the Lord's prayer.

"That willna save yer arse," laughed Maria but Pam continued. It seemed to give her a little courage. Soon though they were led, hands bound behind their backs, down to the kitchen to face Master Henry and the others. Pam looked nervously around for the dog but it was not in sight. Maria stood them in front of the kitchen table; Henry and the others sat like magistrates on the other side, ready to pass sentence. In an open space to near the end of the room, stood the sturdy, low backed oak chair David had noticed at dinner.

"Pamela Smallcroft and David Myers we find you guilty of trying to leave this house without paying your dues…" Henry started.

"We weren't asked for any money," Pam interrupted.

"If you persist in interrupting me you will be punished further. You were not asked for money because it is your bodies we wanted, not a few coins. Now as I was saying, you have been found guilty. Pam we feel you were the major instigator in this so we sentence you to twelve strokes of the strap and six with the birch. David you didn't have the sense to stop her so you will receive eight with the strap and four with the birch. Your sentence with be carried out first so Pam can watch and will know what to expect."

"No! No!" both David and Pam yelled together and Pam went on the scream that it was inhuman treatment and they were only following their beliefs.

"You know what happened to your Saviour for following his beliefs! We'll not be quite so drastic but you will both have sore arses and Pam you will have four loads of good male sperm inside you ere long," Henry informed them. Pam tried to back away as David's ankles were fastened to the legs of the chair but Maria and Becky both held her. Ralph and Matt untied his wrists and bent him over the back of the chair and fastened his wrists to the front legs.

Ruth came and viewed his arse and prodded his hole with her finger. "He's really tight Master Henry, the Vaughan boys will delight in opening him up on Friday night. Perhaps I should ease their passage with the strap-on after he's been punished?"

"Of course you may Ruth only you will have to wait until we've had our fill with the other virgin and he's performed on her as well." Henry said.

"Or maybe I can do him when he does her," suggested Ruth, "That will make sure he does her good and hard."

"Ralph, would you care to do the honours with the strap?" Henry asked.

"Delighted to." All the time Pam kept yelling and pleading and David, sensing the time for his punishment was fast approaching did the same. Ralph picked up the long, well oiled leather strap and showed it to David and then to Pam who now started screaming hysterically.

"WHAAP!!" Ralph swung the strap in a wide arc and sent it crashing into David's buttocks. He screamed at the tremendous pain it caused but Ralph ignored it and continued to strike unmercifully until he'd lain on the full eight. David was crying loudly. He'd never been a macho man and the pain was such that he didn't think he could take any more. Pam fainted and lay in a heap on the floor. Becky was trying to revive her.

"Who would like to perform with the birch?" questioned Henry.

"May I master?" It was Maria that spoke.

If David thought she would hit less hard, he was soon disillusioned. Maria quickly criss-crossed the purple welts left by the leather with a network of very painful fine lines that covered David's entire bottom area. He screamed and cried like a baby and had to be helped to stand. Pam fainted a second time but they used the time to fasten her to the chair. Becky applied the smelling salts again and as soon as she was awake Pam started to struggle and scream.

"May I?" Matt enquired, picking up the leather. Henry nodded.

Everyone expected Pam to pass out again after the first fiery stroke striped its wide band of pain across her bum. It was fuller than David's so they had a bigger area to cover and cover it Matt did. After the sixth stroke Pam's cries just became hoarse groans but she didn't faint. Eventually the strapping was over and Pam lay limp over the back of the chair.

"So Becky or Ruth?" Henry enquired.

"Let Becky do it. I'm going to do Davey's bumhole," Ruth answered.

"Please don't hurt her any more Master Henry please. She's had enough now. Leave her please Sir." David tried appealing to Henry's better nature but he had none. He just nodded for Becky to begin. Like Maria, she lay the birch on methodically and covered the already sore arse with a latticework of welts. Pam did pass out a little before the end so didn't feel the last two. Maria wakened her and allowed her to sip a few mouthfuls of water.

Henry stood and slipped off his robe to reveal his large and very hard prick. He made sure Pam had a good look at it before laughing, "It's been quite a while since this has deflowered a virgin but I'm sure it will remember what to do! Had you allowed Davey boy to do it, I'm sure he would have been quite gentle with you. I shall be the exact opposite and I expect the others will too. Is she wet Ruth?"

"Not very, but I'll soon cure that." Without heeding the pain she caused Ruth pulled the girl's buttocks apart and started tonguing and laving Pam's slit until she had a little moisture flowing. It wasn't much but it would ease Henry's entry. She guided his prick to the opening and withdrew so Henry could force his way in without hindrance.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!!!!" Pam's piercing scream filled the room as Henry broke her hymen and forced his way to the bottom of her cunt in one long movement. He proceeded to fuck her hard and fast but fortunately for Pam, he didn't last long. The stimulation of seeing her thrashed had over aroused him. Ralph took his turn and slid into the sperm lubricated opening with ease. He fucked with long steady strokes that hurt her every time he bottomed into her and his loins hit the tortured flesh of her arse. David watched through tear filled eyes and although angered at what was happening he was very ashamed that his prick responded to seeing the rape of his girlfriend. Matt's fuck was fast and furious and, like Henry, came rather quicker than he wanted. "There'll be plenty of time for another later," he commented.

Maria and Becky dragged David to his feet and positioned his prick at the entrance to Pam's cunt. A gentle tap on his arse forced him to enter her. Had he not been in so much pain, he knew he would have enjoyed the sensation. "Hold still a moment Davey," Ruth ordered. David didn't have much intention of moving anything he wasn't forced to move. He felt fat being applied to his hole and then an object, which he rightly guessed was a dildo pressed against it. "Open up a bit Davey, it's going in whether you resist or not." Fortunately the dildo wasn't overly large and it wasn't long before Ruth gained an entrance and began to painfully fuck David's arse and at the same time she forced him in and out of Pam's cunt. It took a little while to get a rhythm going but when she did, the others clapped and cheered her on. David wanted to release his load to shorten Pam's torment but with his pain it took a long while before he did and his prick became soft.

"We haven't had such sport in the morning for a long while," Ralph remarked and the others agreed.

"Not since I was last over that chair," Becky commented ruefully. "Shall we ease their pain or do you wish them to suffer, Master Henry?"

"We've had our fun, ease their pain so we can perform with them again later."

The boys carried the pair to the bathroom and Maria and Becky made them kneel face to face in tepid water, while they washed their faces and upper parts of their bodies. "Hold each other now," Maria ordered, "Let the water cool your arses. I'll go and see if Ruth is finished preparing the ointment and a drink to ease the pain." David put his arms around the sobbing Pam and held her close. Her tits pressed into his chest but neither of them seemed to notice. He too was crying quietly from the pain. The water had taken a little of the fire from their bums but the pain was still horrendous.

Becky spoke quietly and soothingly, "It will get better in an hour or two but you'll feel the effects for a long while. We'll do what we can to ease your suffering but you make sure you don't do anything else to anger Master Henry. I expect you'll be released on Sunday but you'll be fucked many times before then. Whatever you do, don't resist. You'll only be thrashed again and have to do it anyway. You might even begin to enjoy it. We do…" Becky babbled on but the pair only barely heard her. The repeated emphasis on not resisting and doing exactly what the boys and Ruth wanted however, kept ringing in their minds.

"Try and stand now so I can dry you and get you to bed," advised Becky. She helped them out and patted them dry without touching any of the welts. A shudder when through Pam when Becky touched her cunt but David felt only pleasure when she dried his cock and it began to harden once more.

Maria brought mugs of a hot liquid to them and bade them drink it. It had a slightly herbal and rather bitter taste. "Drink it all down. It will help ease the pain," Maria informed them. Becky had to support Pam so she could stand to drink but David was able to support himself with one hand on the washbasin. As they sipped the hot beverage, the pain slowly seemed to recede and an overwhelming sleepiness overcame them. The maids helped them to bed and laid them, face down, on the top of the mattress. "They'll sleep for a few hours now. We'd best put the ointment on while they can't feel our touch," Becky said quietly although the pair wouldn't have heard in their drug-induced sleep.

It was late afternoon before they woke. Pam opened her eyes first. Her arse ached and she felt pain when she moved so she decided to lie still. David slept for a further half an hour before he too tried to move and a stab of pain went through his body. His cry brought Becky in. In her practical way she examined them and suggested they try to move a little at a time and go to the bathroom and pee. "You haven't been since early this morning so you must want to go now. Pam you'll have to crouch down over the pan. Don't worry if a little dribbles down your leg. I know what the problems are. Off you go Davey." David again cried out as he tried to stand and Becky came to his aid and assisted him not only to the bathroom but held his prick while he performed. Unsurprisingly he was semi-hard when he returned, something that didn't escape Pam's notice

"I'll bring you some barley water," Becky informed them when Pam had returned from a painful and embarrassing trip to the bathroom, "Then you can lie down again until supper. Henry will expect you to sit at table with them. It will be a painful to sit but remember, it will be even more painful if you don't. They'll probably turn a blind eye to any cushions we put on your chairs. Almost certainly you will be fucked again this evening, probably on the hearthrug like Maria was last night. Don't think about refusing Pam or your front could receive the same treatment your arse had."

"They wouldn't… whip my… breasts would they?" Pam sounded horrified but already she knew the answer. They'd noticed the faint stripes on Maria's tits when they arrived.

"What are we going to do David?" Pam whispered when they were alone again.

"At the moment there doesn't seem much else but to go along with them and keep our pain down to the minimum. We can't leave. We've no clothes and we can't walk more than a few paces. All we can do is save our skins as much as possible. If they want to have sex with us, let them. It will be worse if we're put over that chair again and whipped before they do it."

"That's all right for you Davey, you seem to enjoy having the girls. What if I become pregnant? And how would I know who was the father? What about this party they seem to be having on Friday? That sounds more like an orgy. Oh God, why did you let us go astray like that?"

"Yes, I wondered about the pregnancy possibility. They didn't seem bothered, not even between themselves. In a way it is a pity that your mother trusted us and didn't put you on the pill before we started out. Our only hope for escape at the moment is that the hostels inform the rescue teams that we are missing but at a busy time like this with school parties, they may not check."

"I don't want to be caned and raped again, David, I'm so sore now. Can't you do anything to stop them?"

"I doubt it Pam. I'll do what I can but appealing to their better nature doesn't seem to have any effect. I'm sore too but I guess you're sore inside as well."

"And your thing isn't. You just want to use it and enjoy yourself with the girls and me. You're as much a pervert as they are." Pam turned her head away from him and lay quietly until Maria came and ordered them to get up and wash their faces again to make themselves look a little more presentable.

"It's not our faces that need to be made more presentable," snapped Pam as the pain of standing hit her.

Henry seemed in a good mood as he watched their painful progress down the stairs into the kitchen. "Good evening," he greeted them, "So glad you could join us for supper. Please be seated, Maria and Becky have the food ready to serve and we've opened a bottle of nice wine specially for you." The term supper seemed a bit quaint for the evening meal but both of them assumed that was just a dialect term in this part of England. As Becky had suggested, there were cushions on the chairs but even though they lowered themselves very gingerly, sitting was still painful. "A toast to our guests," Henry raised his glass, "To our guests, may their stay with us enlighten them to the wonders of sex."

Although both 'guests' believed alcohol to be the drink of the devil, David knew they had to drink to the toast and nudged Pam to do so. Both only took a small sip and were pleasantly surprised at the semi-sweet taste. "Perhaps it will help to mask some of the pain," David thought as he took another sip. Pam, he noticed, refrained for while longer but then she too must have had the same idea.

One of the good things about the house was the food. Maria and Becky were excellent cooks and not having eaten all day, the Pam and David were hungry. "Eat your fill," Becky whispered as she served them, "It's mutton stew and will help keep your strength up."

"That's something else strange about this place. No electricity and now they serve mutton. In these times no where sells mutton, it is always lamb," thought Pam.

After supper they adjourned to the parlour. Before he could sit down, Ruth pulled David's hand, "Come on Davey me boy, time for me to feel that prick of yours inside me." Quickly she slipped off her robe and lay on the sheepskin rug. "Come on then. Don't just stand there. Your prick is ready and we showed you what to do last night and you fucked Pammy this morning." With a little assistance from Becky, David knelt between Ruth's wide-spread thighs and inserted his prick. Despite the pain of moving, he began to fuck with increasing speed, aided again by Becky giving his arse a little push each time. He soon pumped his sperm into the waiting cunt. David felt quite pleased with himself and knew he enjoyed the sensation regardless of the pain it caused him.

"Not bad Davey boy," commented Ruth, "But you will have to learn to control yourself a bit better to give the girl a chance to cum as well. Practise on Pammy tonight."

"No! I won't let him! I'm too sore now." Pam cried out.

"You will allow him to fuck you or you both get another hiding in the morning," Henry stated quietly. "Then you'll both be very sore. In any case one or more of us are going to fuck you before you go to bed. Who's going first?"

"Spin the bottle," Matt suggested. They decided to include David in the spin because his prick had remained half-hard and the girls said they would get it up again if necessary. With the four men standing in a rough circle, Maria spun the empty wine bottle and the neck pointed to David. He was pleased and ashamed at the same time.

"Lie on the rug, Pammy," Ruth instructed. Pam yelled and resisted but Ralph and Matt lifted her up and were about to carry her to the floor when she managed to get her fist into Maria's face. There really wasn't much force behind the blow but it caused Maria to swear.

Put ta bitch o'er the chair fust, let me hand feel 'er bum," Maria spat the words. Matt and Ralph did just that and Pam was swiftly draped over the back of the settee. Although Maria didn't hit hard, on top of the strapping and caning, it was enough to send Pam into screams of pain and she was soon begging her tormentor to stop and apologising for hitting her. Maria though, carried on until she thought the girl had had enough.

As David watched his prick grew to full hardness so he had no need of the girl's services when Pam was held on the rug. Ruth knelt beside him and guided his prick into Pam's cunt. "Push it right in Davey, that's it, all the way." Ruth whispered instructions on how he should fuck his girlfriend and help her to a climax. This of course was aided by the fact that he'd had an emission only a short while previously.

Pam yelled and called him a pervert and informed him he was no longer her boyfriend. "You're just as perverted as the others. You're a sex fiend David Myers and I want nothing more to do with you, ever." She continued to berate him as he fucked her steadily; her words incensed him into not caring that she was sore. Ruth kept up a commentary on what he should do and after a while they all noticed that Pam quietened down a little and then gave a little squeal as she climaxed. It brought a cheer from the others and Ruth told David to go ahead and do it hard until he came.

Ralph decided to have the still sobbing Pam but Becky grabbed Henry and Maria decided to make do with Matt. Soon all three couples were fornicating in a variety of positions. For a while Ruth and David watched but soon Ruth ordered, "Davey boy, get your head between my legs and suck me off." Again Ruth gave him the instructions to bring her to a climax a little after the others had finished with their partners. "Do that to Pammy before you fuck her tonight," Ruth told him. "Get her nice and wet and then ram your prick into her hole."

For a little while the group sat and talked except that Pam kept obstinately silent apart from snivelling as her tender, naked arse rubbed on the rough wool of the settee covering. Becky sat on David's lap and fondled his prick and fed him her breasts. He too could feel the chafing on his buttocks but it was alleviated by the erotic sensations and his prick started to harden again but he didn't achieve a full erection. Maria escorted David and Pam to bed at what seemed a rather early hour although without their watches they had no real notion of the time. Maria admonished David to fuck Pam every time his prick got hard enough to do so. "If I come in and ya 'ave a 'ard-on an' are not fuckin' 'er, I'll put t'strap across both yer arses," she warned. "Ignore any whinin' an' pleas from 'er Davey and dunna accept any refusal. If she puts up too much of a fight we'll come an' tan 'er arse ag'in an' 'old 'er down for ya." Maria made sure they were lying face-to-face and cuddled in each other's arms before she blew the candle out.

"Lie still Pam," David ordered when his partner tried to squirm and force herself away from him, "If you keep wriggling like that I'll soon get an erection again. I won't be able to help it. I'll almost certainly be hard before we get up in the morning, that's normal for me."

"You're just a pervert like the others. You don't have to do it to me."

"Stop calling me that Pam. I can't help it. It's how God made me and all other men I suppose. I know I tried to resist it but now I've sampled the pleasures of sex, I don't think I can go back to being chaste and only having solo sex in the darkness of my bed. Certainly I am not going to risk another dose of the strap by being caught with a hard-on and doing nothing about it. You most certainly don't need the strap again and if I don't have sex with you, one of the others will, of that I'm sure."

Pam started sobbing again but she allowed David to cuddle her and eventually they dozed off into a fitful sleep. Sometime in the night Ruth crept in and lifted the bedclothes. It awakened them but David wasn't hard so Ruth returned to her bed. As he'd predicted, when he finally awoke, David was fully hard. His movements woke Pam and she started to protest when David rolled her onto her back and tried to gain access to her cunt. "Shush," he warned, "Just lie still and open your legs. I'll be gentle and do what Ruth showed me. If you make a lot of noise they'll all be in to watch or give us a hiding." Very reluctantly Pam did as she was asked.

"Go on, do the devil's work for him," she hissed. David slid down the bed and started tonguing Pam's opening and clit and despite her trying to shut her mind to the sexual stimulation, she actually began to moan a little and her juices flowed copiously. Seeing she was ready, or as ready as she ever would be, David pushed his prick inside and carefully and gently fucked her. Ruth's instruction paid off and Pam came twice before he loosed his load.

"Yer beginnin' ta larn Davey boy." Maria's voice came through the open door. "Now leave it in 'er until it goos soft or gits 'ard agin." David collapsed in a sweat on top of Pam and did as he was told.

Both slept until the smell of bacon being cooked wafted up the stairs. "We might as well get up Pam, otherwise we'll be ordered to by Maria or Becky," David advised. They did and after washing and doing their toilet together, went downstairs in their robes to be greeted in a friendly way by the two maids although they did make some ribald comments on David's performances of the previous evening.

Nothing untoward happened during the day. The men and Ruth had to deal with a sheep problem and were out for most of the time and Pam and David just helped a little in the kitchen to pass the time. Sex was only a minor feature of the evening. They played cards and the loser had to take a forfeit card from either the male or female pile. Pam was unlucky once and was made to lie on the rug with her sex lips pulled open for one hand of cards. She protested vehemently until the strap was produced and Henry threatened to use it directly on her cunt. David had to suck Ralph's prick for one round and was relieved when Ralph didn't come in his mouth. All the others had forfeits too but they laughed and joked about them.

When bedtime came, Ralph announced he and Becky were going to swap partners with the guests. David enjoyed himself with Becky. She sucked him and then fingered his arse while they fucked in a variety of ways. Pam had decided to just lie on the bed and let Ralph do the work but he was having none of that. First he took her doggie style and forcibly pulled her on to his prick using her tits and handles and then he compelled her to suck his sticky weapon, pushing right to the back of her throat to make sure she cleaned it all. Sometime in the night he became hard again and fucked her hard and fast until he came and then he rolled over and went to sleep again. He took her a third time just as the sky was beginning to lighten. By this time Pam was somewhat sore but the sensations were beginning to elicit a response from her body even though she tried to hide it.

At lunchtime a stranger rode up. Pam and David were again helping in the kitchen preparing food for the party that evening. Pam pulled her dressing gown tightly around her for they still had not seen their clothes since they hung them on the horse to dry on the first evening. "They seem to ride horses a lot here," David remarked to Pam as Becky went to greet the man. "

"And 'ow else wa' a man get aboot thes' parts?" Maria gave him a strange look but further conversation was limited by the entry of the stranger.

"Welcome Master Stephenson. I'm sorry the masters are not here to welcome you at the moment but we expect them back shortly for their midday meal," Becky greeted the man.

"Aye, I know I'm more than a little early but I had business on to'ther side of the valley and it didn't seem to make sense to go all the way home and come back again," Master Stephenson replied. "I didna think Henry would mind."

"I'm sure he won't and there'll be plenty enough soup for you when the men come home," Becky smiled, "Let me take your coat and you can take your boots off and make yourself at home. A mug of ale perhaps?"

"The farm must be doing better than mine if Henry can employ extra servants," Stephenson remarked indicating Pam and David.

"Na so, Sir," Maria answered, "Thee only cam by all lost like. Master Henry took 'em in an' is trainin' 'em for t'night. Tha booth ga' the religion and thought tha' c'ud save themsells for wedlock. Boy's takin' to fuckin' quite well noo but the lassie she still fights it an all. ‘appen she'll get a goo' bellyful of pricks later."

"Come here you two and let me introduce you to Master Stephenson," Becky ordered and then presented them to the new arrival by opening their gowns wide.

"Very nice Becky but what are their bottom holes like?"

"Tight Sir. They've only been used a few times so I'm sure you'll enjoy opening them up. If the Master agrees you might even be able to do a bit of training with them this afternoon," Becky answered much to the consternation of both Pam and David.

"I'll look forward to it."

"Josh, trust you to come to a party hours ahead of time!" Henry greeted the man warmly. "I trust the maids have looked after you?"

"Indeed they have Henry and I like your new staff too."

"And I'm sure you'll enjoy them too Josh. Feel free to have them after we've eaten. We've got to go out again for a while, several damn sheep have got themselves in a mess the other side of the gill and we've a few still to get back to the bottom moor." Pam burst into tears when she heard Henry but he went on, "Don't take any nonsense from them. Use the strap if you have too but leave the birches for tonight so we can see the stripes clearly." Pam sobbed louder and David looked very worried. It sounded as if they were going to be birched whatever they did. "Ruth," Henry went on, "Would you like to assist Josh so Maria and Becky can get on without interruption? The three of us should be able to manage the few sheep that are left."

"I'd love to Henry. Perhaps you will get the two barrels in before you go. We can set them up and use them so they're ready for tonight." Both Pam and David visualised barrels of ale, but these barrels had a much more sinister use.

Matt and Ralph carried the heavy forty-gallon oak casks in one at a time and set them in a clear space to one end of the kitchen on oak claves, vee shaped blocks that supported the casks on their side and prevented them from rolling. Each end of the claves had a large iron ring bolt with straps attached. Their use was readily apparent to Pam and David.

"Remove your dressing gowns and chose a barrel and lie across it," Josh ordered.

David realised there was no choice and conformed but Pam tugged her robe tightly to her body and pleaded for them not to make her do it. She was already too sore. Hardly had the words left her mouth than Henry and Ruth forcibly undressed her and tied her over the barrel.

"If you don't mind Josh," Ruth said sweetly when Henry and the men had left, "I ought to put the strap across this one for her disobedience. David was going to protest but he felt the straps being fastened to his ankles and wrists and didn't want to anger the man and get further punishment himself.

"Go ahead Ruth, I'll start with the boy's tight arse and then by the time I'm ready again, perhaps the bitch will have calmed down. Better still, wait until I've put some dripping in this one's hole and while it's melting I'll watch you giving it to the bitch. You still got that imitation leather prick?" When Ruth nodded, Josh went on, "Perhaps you might care to use it on her afterwards. Not her arsehole though. I want to open that later."

The mutton fat Josh forced inside David caused him to wince especially when Josh forced his finger in to its full length but he knew worse was to come. He waited and sensed the heat of his body was melting the fat and some of it was trickling down the crack of his arse. It tickled slightly. He heard Josh lubricating Pam too ready for when it was her turn.

"CRAAACCKK!" The report from the strap as if hit Pam's arse sounded like a gunshot in the kitchen. The scream that followed was equally loud and pierced every corner of the building. Ruth didn't give the recipient any time to recover before she laid on the next, quickly followed by four more. Pam's sobs and screams took a long while to die down.

Meanwhile, Josh divested his trousers and placed his prick and David's entrance. From the little previous experience he had of being fucked in the arse, David knew he should try and relax his sphincter muscles but it was difficult because of the tenseness of his apprehension of what was coming. Josh however soon found an entrance and fucked steadily until he erupted deep in David's bowels.

"Would you like to suck this and put some moisture on it before it goes into your girlfriend's cunt Davey?" Ruth asked although it wasn't really a question. David lifted his head slightly and saw the hard, black leather prick Ruth was wearing. It wasn't the one she'd used on his arse, this one was bigger than any of the men's pricks and he guessed it would be a real punishment for Pam to receive it inside her. "Why leather?" he thought, "I would have thought plastic would have been more suitable." He put as much spit on it as he could and hoped it would help even if only a little. It had hardly been removed from his mouth when Josh's softening prick took its place and he was ordered to suck that too. Before he'd time to think of refusing, it was inside and he could taste the juices and remains of his bowel contents still adhering to it. Pam's screams started up again but more hoarsely than before. These continued for about fifteen minutes, until Ruth got tired.

For the last few minutes, Josh stood fingering his prick while watching her. Slowly he became hard again and decided to take Pam without further preliminaries. "Pull those plump and nicely tender bum cheeks apart please Ruth so I can get at her tight little hole." Although she felt the pain, Pam was too exhausted to cry out even when Josh forced his entrance and ravished her. By the time he was finished Pam lay limp over the barrel and was too far gone to lift her head to suck Josh's prick so David had to do it.

"Over the barrels with you again," Henry ordered, "The guests are arriving." They'd spent the remainder of the afternoon lying on a bed. Ruth had brought some salve and put it on Pam's arse and then gave her some brandy in the hope of reviving her a little ready for the evening's entertainment. It had helped a little but Pam's voice was reduced to a feeble croak. David tried to comfort her by putting his arms around her shoulders but she pushed them away and turned her back to him.

Outside men and a few women were arriving on horseback and joking and laughing amongst themselves. Inside they inspected the naked pair and prodded and poked them until Henry said the meal was ready. Maria and Becky removed their kitchen clothes and served the meal clad only in a bodice that left their breasts and pubic area completely bare and available to the guests. For the time being David and Pam were forgotten as they lay helpless over the barrels. An hour later things changed in a way they wouldn't like. From the rowdiness of the conversations and the bawdy comments, Pam and David knew a good deal of wine had been consumed with the dinner.

"The bitch has a nice plump arse, that should take the birch well especially as she seems to have been well strapped earlier," a woman commented.

"Yes," agreed Henry, "We need to thrash all that religious nonsense out of them and show them what a person's body is really meant for. Fucking, fucking and more fucking. Don't spare them, they won't be with us for much longer."

David, hearing this, immediately thought they were going to kill them. "Is this going to be a snuff party?" he wondered having heard the expression talked about at a Boy Scout camp.

Pam didn't have chance to think. The unknown woman picked up a birch and laid it hard across her buttocks producing a pain like she never thought she could withstand. Hardly had that pain begun to register than the woman brought the supple twigs up between the widespread thighs and splayed them directly on to Pam's open cunt. He hoarse scream filled the room and brought a cheer from the onlookers. David's ordeal started at the same time. Again it was a woman wielding the birch. She lashed his arse cheeks viciously and then drove the birch rods against his balls. David passed out. When he came round it was obvious the beating had continued despite his lack of consciousness. His back and thighs were all painfully aflame and they were undoing his straps. His freedom was short lived; they refastened him the other way up. As he was turned, through tear filled eyes he noticed Pam was already face up on her barrel and one of the guests was fucking her while the woman with the birch tormented the defenceless girl's breasts. Her eyes were glazed and she was no longer screaming. "They are going to beat us to death," he told himself, "It's only a matter of time and how much punishment we can take." The birch started to savagely caress his prick. Another hit his chest. Again he passed out. This time when he came to a man was raping his arse causing him extreme pain every time he entered fully and crushed his body against David's bruised and battered balls.

How long the torment when on for, neither of the victims could tell but it must have been for some time because when David slowly opened his eyes again, the guests seemed to be leaving. He heard Henry shout, "Carry them outside and get away as quickly as you can." Two men carried him and laid him on the wet grass alongside Pam. Instinctively he put his arm around her. She groaned but otherwise lay still. "We'll freeze to death out here," he muttered, but he was too sore to move. Pam was probably worse off from the welts he could see on her body but, although she was breathing and quietly moaning, she wasn't really conscious of anything around her. In the distance David heard a rhythmic "Thwump, thwump, thwump." The noise sounded familiar but he couldn't place what it was. He dozed and vaguely felt being handled and moved and then the louder, "Thwump, thwump, thwump." He recognised the sound of a helicopter.

*****

Three days later the questioning began. Both sets of parents were at the hospital bedside. Two police officers and a woman, Jessie, from the mountain rescue team. Pam's parents had wanted her in a separate room but the doctors said that could be even more traumatic if they woke and found themselves apart. Still drugged with painkillers the doctors deemed them well enough to answer some of the questions that plagued everyone concerned with the rescue.

"How did you find us?" David asked after the obligatory questions on how they felt. No one had as yet told them anything.

"When you didn't phone home, Pam's mother phoned the youth hostels you were supposed to stay at. After a bit of checking they called out the rescue teams," David's father told them. "You'd actually been missing two days then so we were pretty worried."

"We found you lying outside the ruins of the old farmhouse, a long way from where you were supposed to be. The chopper crew spotted your naked bodies lying white against the grass," the mountain rescue woman added.

"What we really want to know is who in God's name whipped you like that?" Pam's mother sounded irate. "And who raped you?" The doctors had already informed her of the sperm inside all of Pam and David's openings."

"Mummy it is a long and very embarrassing story. A story you'll not believe and one which will horrify you. David and I have agreed to tell you but only if you and Mrs. Myers agree to sit and listen without interruption or comment until we finish." So Pam and David began an abbreviated version of their days at the farmhouse. The two mothers had to be ordered to remain quiet several times before the tale was finished. Unsurprisingly, no one seemed to believe them.

After a barrage of further questions and a nurse had been in to check on her patients, Jessie commented, "The farmhouse where we found you has been in ruins for half a century at least. My father told me once when we went by there, that when he was a boy it still had half a roof on and the upper floor was still there and he and his pals would use it as a hideaway. I did check on it at the records office one time and in the late 1890's it was owned by a Henry Catchworth and he died in 1923. Sorry I didn't look further into it at the time."

The parents began to harangue their son and daughter about what really happened until the doctor came and ordered everyone out. According to Mrs. Smallcroft, the most likely explanation was they were abducted by a Satanist cult or at least it served her purpose to think that way. The police tested the sperm samples and none was David's.

On their return home, Pam refused to see David for over a month until the doctors confirmed she was pregnant. Both she and her mother were Pro-life campaigners and refused to allow an abortion.

"What am I to do David?" she tearfully asked when finally she decided to talk to him. David's mother had reluctantly allowed her into her son's bedroom where they could talk in private. "The baby could be yours but probably isn't. I can't ask you to marry me for that reason."

"But Pammy, I could marry you because I loved you. I still do you know. Our ordeal has changed us though. Neither of us hold the same beliefs as we did. Having seen you naked, having slept with you and having fucked you, I couldn't go back to the frigid relationship we had. Some of the things we did together weren't perverted, they were natural responses. You would have to accept that. How do you feel about sex now you've had some six weeks to think about it? I'm sure you, like me, have thought about every waking moment especially when we had to keep reciting the whole story to so many different officials."

Pam didn't answer. Instead she got up and bolted David's bedroom door and started to remove her blouse.

Finis