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Brianna 4/4
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"I have to go into town to get some food for the next few days.." he told
her as he drew lazy circles around her tits, watching in fascination as her
nipples puckered up and hardened. "I can't take you with me....you might be
seen." He reached over and silenced her protests with a kiss. "You will be
fine here.....its secluded, well covered...and I won't be gone long.
Promise." He smiled at her pout and then lowered himself on her once again,
kissing the pouty lips away. "There's a stream over there, " he said,
pointing to the east. "Maybe you would like to bathe while I'm gone." His
hand brushed against her thighs, and she blushed as she glanced down and saw
the small spot of blood there.
"Yes...I think I will" she answered him as she scrambled up and turning her
back on him began to dress. His eyes darkened and he growled low in his
throat as he once again saw her wounds caused by the whip. "Remind me, " he
said in a carefully controlled voice, "to put some more ointment on your back
when I return." She turned at the strange sound in his voice, her pants
unbuttoned, and her shirt half on, not realizing how sexy she looked.
"O.k..." she replied, her fingers fumbling with the buttons.
He cursed quietly as he felt his cock hardening again, and then strode across
the campsite to kiss her soundly. "I have to go now!" he grinned "or I will
never make it to town." He quickly saddled his horse and then, kissing her
again, rode off towards the town.
She watched him ride away, and then straightened up the small mess at the
campsite. She rolled up the blanket they had slept on and made love on,
holding it to her face, breathing deeply of the aroma of thier lust. Then she
wandered down to the stream he had pointed out. Sticking a toe in the water,
she squealed quietly at the cold, but as soon as she saw her reflexion, all
doubts about cleaning herself up fled quickly away. "I look like a witch!"
she said outloud as she hurridly removed her clothing. She did not feel the
five pairs of eyes watching her from behind the tree line. Stephens, Lord
Jeffries and the others all adjusted thier growing cocks as the young girl
innocently stripped in front of them. Stephens groaned quietly as he saw the
fading bruises on her ass....the thought of beating her again causing him to
squirm uncomfortably on the ground. Lord Jeffries looked at him and grinned,
whispering "you'll have her soon.....and be able to use my whip on her too,
the disobediant slut!"
Brianna stepped out of her clothing and walked to the edge of the water, took
a deep breath and then plunged into the frigid stream. A gasp of
pain/pleasure came from her, as the water chilled her warm skin.
She reached down to the sandy bottom and picked up a handful of sand which she
used to scrub the grime from her body. Finally she plunged her head under the
water, rinsing the dirt from her long dark tresses. She hurridly exited the
water and sat on a grassy place near the edge of the stream, letting the warm
sun heat her body once again. She lounged naked by the bubbling water,
combing her hair with her fingers, when suddenly a shadow fell upon her.
Laughing, she said, turning..."Duncan...you scared..me.." her voice trailed
off as she saw the five men surrounding her. "Lord...Jeffries..." she said
quietly, searching the ground with her eyes for something to cover herself
with. Suddenly she felt herself being jerked upright. "Yes, Lady Brianna,"
he sneered. "You thought you were safe here?" He laughed as did the others,
Stephens more so than all of them. "You were just temporarily away from your
masters....Did you enjoy your break?" He leered at her, and reached out to
fondle her tits. She slapped his hands away and made a break for it, but
suddenly found herself grabbed on all sides by strong hands that would not
allow any movement.
"The trees....over there" Lord Jeffries commanded, and Brianna felt herself
being carried towards the trees. Then her arms and legs were spread wide as
she was tied securely between two of them. "No..." she whispered.
"no...please..."
Suddenly, Stephens appeared in her view, slapping his favorite toy against his
thighs. "You were very bad, Brianna to leave me like that...." he said
ominously. "I....I'm sorry...." she whispered desparately...viewing the crop
with trepidation. Then a scream emitted from her throat as the unexpected
blow of a whip hit her from behind.
Stephens smiled evily. "This is not for beating this time, precious Brianna"
He walked towards her, and began caressing her pussy with the end of the
riding crop. "I think you would enjoy being fucked with something that has
caused you so much pain....don't you agree?" he asked as he placed the end at
the entrance to her pussy. "no..." she whispered, horrified...remembering the
sweet feelings Duncan had sent through her with his cock. "Oh, yes,
Brianna...in fact..you will beg to be fucked with the crop....." he nodded at
Lord Jeffries behind her, and she felt the sting of the whip criss-crossing
her back once again. "noooooooooooooooo" she screamed..
Both men grinned at her screams, feeling thier cocks hardening. The other men
stood nearby, ogling her naked writhing body, rubbing thier cocks through
thier pants. Stephens stepped closer, and rubbed the tip of the crop against
Brianna's pussy, and then brought it up to her lips. "Suck it, love..." he
commanded. "Just as you sucked me the night you ran away." She turned her
head away from it, and felt the whip flick across her back, and wrap around
her, cutting her nipple, as she refused. "nooooooooo" she moaned, and opened
her mouth obediently to take the crop.
"There's a good girl" Stephens grinned as he watched the tears stream down her
face. "Now...beg me to fuck you with it..."
She looked at him with horrified eyes as he waited patiently for her request.
When it was slow in coming, he nodded to Lord Jeffries who gleefully weilded
his whip on her already raw, bleeding back. "Please....." she screamed.
"please....f...fu..fuck me with the crop...please..." she moaned trying
anything to stop the pain. She watched, with horrified fascination as
Stephens grinned evily and brought the crop low....caressing her pussy.
"I think you will worship this...fucking you...." he whispered in her ear as
he popped the tip into her cunt.
"noooooooo" she moaned quietly as his fingers played with her clit. Then a
scream emitted from deep inside her throat as Lord Jeffries tormented her with
the whip again.
Suddenly the sound of thundering horses hooves filled the air. Brianna
trembled as she envisioned more of Lord Jeffries cohorts coming to torment
her. She sobbed quietly as Stephens manipulated her body. Then, suddenly, she
felt alone...silence....and she opened her eyes with trepidation.
"Duncan?" she whispered as she saw him there, his eyes thunderous. "Yes,
Brianna..." he answered as he strode forward and ripped the riding crop from
her pussy. He paced back and forth before pulling a knife from his boots, and
slicing through the ropes that held her. She collapsed to the ground, and
looked at him in puzzlement as he continued to pace, looking left and right.
She sobbed quietly, and then began to crawl, brokenly into the forest to hide
from his view. "STOP" he roared, and she froze where she was...
"M'lord?" she questioned tremulously...
He groaned with agony, watching her tremble on the ground before her. He
raised his eyes to the heavens and screamed his anguish..and then reached down
and scooped up her quivering, naked body. He strode to their campsite and
quickly got thier fire going again. She just sat there....afraid to
move...afraid to speak....
Duncan knelt before her....."I'm sorry...oh so sorry that I left you alone.
Can you forgive me???"
Brianna looked at him in confusion. "You are not angry at me?" she asked.
"Angry???" he thundered....."angry for leaving you...angry for encouraging
you to bathe...angry for you submitting to thier perverse pleasures...." He
gathered her into his arms. "No, my darling....'tis myself I am angry
at...and I beg for your forgiveness..."
She trembled....and brought his hands to her breasts...."Love me..." she
whispered quietly......"Love me, Duncan.."
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