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Helen sucked gently, nibbled lightly, and then sucked the whole of the woman’s hidden button into her mouth. The woman moaned loudly and held Helen’s head to her so tightly that Helen could barely breathe and then Helen screamed as a burning blow hit her across the backside. She lifted her head but found herself dragged back to the woman’s sex as the second blow hit and then a third. The effect of Helen’s pain was enough to bring the woman to her climax and as another blow hit her Helen could taste the flow coming from the cunt she was licking. The pain was intense, a pain Helen recognised as a cane or a riding crop, so different from the whip, so much more intense. As the woman’s moans eased Helen found her head pushed into the carpet and held, forcing her ass into the air, as blow after blow rained onto her upturned cheeks. Helen wasn’t counting the blows, there was too much pain for that, but when her attacker finally stopped she thought she had taken twenty-four blows and she found she was sobbing tits from the intensity of the caning. She didn’t move as she felt a man penetrate her cunt so very easily, she knew that she was wet, knew that despite the abuse she was turned on. The man fucked her wetness for a few moments and then pulled out. ‘Why do all men want me that way’ she thought ‘what wrong with having me naturally ?’, she whimpered at the touch pulling her bruised cheeks apart and then gave just a slight sound as the prick forced its way into her narrow channel. It was easier now, greased with one man’s cum and the prick was liberally coated with her own juices. The assault was brief before she felt the hot stickiness spray deep into her bowels. Many men came so quickly when they used he for anal sex, the sheer forbidden pleasure of it worked on their minds. Hands dragged her to her feet and she realised that she was still wearing her thong, albeit now around her thighs, her stockings and stilettos. As though someone had read hear mind a hand grabbed the thong and simply tugged until it snapped and was pulled off. Other hands ran across her ass cheeks causing her to make the sounds of discomfort they were looking for. She felt some of the cum oozing from her ass hole before it began to close and tighten again and one of the women ran a finger over it to scoop it up. When she offered it to Helen’s mouth, Helen accepted it, although, even for her, the taste of her own ass disgusted her and although she knew she was clean back there, there was still a muskiness to the salty taste of the cum. Helen felt the woman’s hand run over her freshly shaven, smooth mons and she purred at the feeling of the soft flesh under her hands. Helen felt a finger slip inside her sex and feel excitement and wetness, it withdrew and traced the line between her lips until it touched her hardened clitoris causing Helen to let out a whimper of appreciation. Helen realised her eyes huge were closed and she had thrown back her head as the unknown finger gently excited her clitoris, and tugged at the golden ring piercing its hood. Helen suddenly felt a man either side of her dragging her arms firmly behind her, she opened her eyes to see that someone had discovered the bag that Julius had carried in and the other two women and Richard were delving into its contents like Children with a sack of Christmas presents. She saw the two whips pulled out, the weights and then the extendable leg spreader, this latter was what one of the women was looking for and she moved back. Helen spread her ankles apart without being asked and felt the cuffs fastened around her ankles, the bar was extended to what she guessed was three feet and then locked. “I know you’ve always wanted to watch this Jack, so now’s your chance” muttered the woman and Helen felt a tongue just touch her clitoris, gently, oh so gently. The tongue traced around the area, just avoiding touching but when it did Helen couldn’t breasts prevent the cry of Titfuck joy that escaped her mouth. Her head was forced backwards and she would have fallen if she had been held up, lips, female lips closed on hers in a passionate kiss. More lips caressed her boobs nipples and nipped at the gold rings. Helen guessed that it was the third woman, but whoever was between her legs was giving her such pleasure. Whatever she was pretending to her husband, she had certainly done this before. 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