The Great Escape Chapter 13, Part 2 of 8

The Great Escape
Chapter 13, Part 2 of 8

He reached further down and rubbed her clitoris. Kalyndra erupted again. Her legs shook, and she felt the strain in her breasts. The warmth that had built in her pussy surged through her whole body. She climaxed again and again as the twin pressures from Ezra's fingers and cock repeatedly triggered her nerves.

He stopped and pulled out before finishing. Kalyndra wailed a protest behind her gag, wanting his cock back in her, but her complaint became a throaty moan when he grabbed the nut oil, splashed a load onto her bum, and began to open her tiny hole with a well-oiled finger. She sighed deeply and bucked again as he penetrated two fingers into her arse. More oil and a third finger, and she was ready, moaning loudly, arching her back, begging for more.

With some oil on his hot hard cock, already slick from her sopping pussy, Ezra pushed against the puckered entrance and squeezed in. He withdrew and went back in and soon was ramming her roughly again. The tight squeeze and her joyful response, meeting him thrust for thrust, were the kind of stimulation that would bring him off quickly. He made sure she came once more. Close to his finish, the pressure building, he reached around and stuffed two fingers into her snatch, pressing her nervy sweet spot.

As he thrust faster, he rubbed her g-spot, bringing her off with a final spasm, convulsing her tightly cramped legs and hunching her back. He felt a rhythmic squeeze on his cock and made a last thrust before ejecting his load, throbbing and groaning in his climax.

He lay on her as the tension released, holding her tightly and whispering in her ear.

"I love you, my beautiful Amazon, my gorgeous sex slave," he said.

Kalyndra liked to feel his weight on her and believed whatever he said in his moments of passion. So long as he used her when he felt the need, she was satisfied.

After resting for a few minutes, he got up and ordered Devon to climb onto the bed instead of Kalyndra. He pushed Devon onto her back and untied her ankles. He spread her legs wide apart, strapping them to the sides of the bed, pulling her pelvis to the edge. Her arms were still tied behind her, arching her back. He removed Kalyndra's gag, manipulated the girl to kneel on the floor, and bent her forward so her face was between Devon's legs. He gave his orders:

"Kali, you are to prepare Devon's pussy for me. Get her aroused but don't make her cum. I'll be gone in a few minutes."

He left the hut to relieve himself and have a wash. Kalyndra lavished her newly freed tongue on Devon's lovely pink slit, basting her bedmate's pussy-lips and licking her tiny sensitive clitoris to an excited prominence.

Kalyndra was always good with her tongue, but this time, the pleasure was different, even heightened. Restraints and the gag made Devon concentrate on the joyful stimulus to her pussy and forget about what she should be doing for her lover. She tried to breathe deeply and not moan so loudly, but her responses were outside her control. She shut her eyes and filled the hut with her nose.

When Devon's cries indicated that she was rising to a peak, Kalyndra stopped licking, frustrating the girl. She judged Devon had calmed down enough and began again, pushing her tongue through the sweet folds. Devon tried to buck against her restraints. She was soon close to coming, and Kalyndra stopped again, pulling back to breathe hotly on her girlfriend's soaking pussy.

As Ezra returned, a waft of cold wind blew from the doorway. The night rain was ending, leaving a cold mist in the air that settled to form a crisp, icy coating on the sandy ground.

When he returned to the hut, Ezra was freezing, so he rubbed himself with the blanket to warm up.

From the half-closed eyes and the blank, far-away look on Devon's face, he could see what a good job Kalyndra had done.

"Well done, Kali. Keep it up," he said.

He began to untie Kalyndra's arms. As her arms were released, he rubbed them to stimulate the circulation. She continued to work on Devon's pussy. She made sloppy noises as she pushed her tongue profoundly and licked up the drips. Or she sucked prettily on the clitoris, letting go of it with a soft popping sound.

"Kali, you can use your fingers as well. Devon, I forbid you to cum until I say so. If you cum without permission, I'll give you ten extra spanks. And Kali, if you don't try properly to make her cum, then I'll spank you too. Now get to it."

His words spurred Kalyndra on, who thought her buttocks had suffered enough, but it shocked Devon into awareness. She had been floating in a world of nebulous pleasure, rising to a beautiful peak, and momentarily forgot the spanks she was due. It concentrated her mind, though she wasn't practiced in holding off her orgasms and wasn't quite sure how to do it.
Ezra sat back to watch.

Kalyndra licked well and lovingly. She infiltrated a forefinger into Devon's ready twat and slowly finger-fucked the girl. Devon squirmed and bucked. Pretty soon, she was fighting to hold off an orgasm. She issued incoherent, muffled cries through her gag. Ezra correctly interpreted her as asking permission to cum, which he cruelly chose to refuse.

"Go on, Kali," he ordered. "She can take more."

Licking up a frenzy on Devon's clitoris, Kalyndra pushed another finger into her vagina.

Devon's urgent cries again sounded like pleas.

"No, Devon, you can't cum yet."

Kalyndra was tormenting the girl with a slow finger-fucking, sucking on her erect clitoris.

Devon's following plea was louder and more comprehensible. Though still muffled, it sounded like this:

"Oh, God! Please, Ezra, I need to cum! Please?"

"Not yet, Devon. You can hold it for now."

She couldn't, she really couldn't, but she wanted to try, please him, and do what Kalyndra did for him. Devon struggled mightily, took deep breaths, sent her mind somewhere else, and somehow pushed down the rising pink passion that was fogging her brain.

"Keep going, Kali."

Kalyndra removed her mouth from Devon's snatch and used both her hands. She used the fingers of her left hand to rub gently sideways over Devon's clitoris while she put the middle two fingers of her right hand into her bedmate's vagina, preparing to move them up and down rather than in and out, as she had been doing.

Ezra had done this to her many times, and it always had a quick and strong reaction. She looked around at him to check it was all right to start. After all, it was a kind of cheating, triggering a reflex Devon couldn't control. He grinned and nodded. She began slowly massaging inside the restrained girl's vagina, not hard enough to force an orgasm from her. It was wildly arousing, nonetheless, and Devon struggled to maintain herself.

"Do you want to cum, Devon?" Ezra asked.

Her muffled reply meant, "Yes, please, Ezra. I need to."

"I'm not sure we should let you. Let's give you your punishment first; then, you'll have the orgasm to look forward to. What do you think, Kali?"

It wasn't kind, making Kalyndra party to his decision, but she was merciful.

"I think we should make her cum now and again after the spanking," she suggested.

"Or maybe we should make her cum and give the spanking to you instead."

Kalyndra kept silent, but he saw the fear on her face.

"All right, how about this? If Devon can hold off coming while I count to ten, I'll let her spank you,"

Kalyndra gave him the nearest to a disapproving look that she could manage while in her submissive mood,

"Using the big paddle."

Kalyndra's face went blank.

"And if she can't hold off coming, then I will spank her as planned."

Devon squirmed and tried to sit up, but her legs spread in the splits, and her arms crossed behind her back didn't permit the maneuver for long. She collapsed back down and tried to resist the irresistible pleasure Kalyndra was building in her pussy.

"Are you ready, Kali?"

"Yes, Ezra."

"Devon, try to hold it off for a count of ten, starting now. One!"

Kalyndra began to vibrate Devon's pussy, pressing down with a flat hand on her bush, rubbing the other hand up and down between the restrained girl's legs, the two fingertips pressing on the g-spot with every upward motion.

Devon wailed and writhed, unable to resist the pleasure inflicted on her.

"Two!"

She cried out, shaking, trying to twist her legs and arms out of their restraints.

"Three!"

Ezra hardly got the word out before it was all over. Devon erupted, ejaculating in great heaving convulsions, emitting a howl of agonized pleasure, squirting her release over the end of the bed.

As her back arched and her thighs shook, her contracting pussy muscles pushed Kalyndra's fingers out. She whined in protest when Kalyndra forced her fingers back in and vibrated her a second time. A few seconds later, the restrained girl cried out, shaking in another squirting frenzy.

Kalyndra was soaked but ecstatic. She loved to feel Devon's contractions on her fingers and kept the tormented girl in her happy place by rubbing her hand sideways over the tiny clitoris as she forced out a third, fourth, and fifth orgasm.

Now Devon was spent. She was at her limit of pleasure, and any more stimulation would be painful. Kalyndra stopped and pulled away.

Devon was still squirming, riding her aftershocks. Her face and chest were flushed, and her legs were shaking. With her eyes closed, she panted for breath.

"Go on, Kali," Ezra said, "Hold her."

Kalyndra climbed onto the bed and lay on the sensitized and vulnerable girl. She fed her arms under Devon to hug her and help bring her down gently from her ecstatic peak.

"You can untie her, Kali."

Kalyndra undid Devon's gag and kissed her bedmate on the mouth while Ezra untied the ankle straps. Devon used her new freedom to wrap her legs around Kalyndra, not caring about her tied-up arms, until her tension drained.

"Turn her over, Kali," he said. The girls rolled, and he undid Devon's ropes. He held her arms out and massaged them.

With her arms free, Devon knelt astride Kalyndra, her hands on her lover's shoulders, while Kalyndra held Devon tightly around the waist. He let the girls hold each other and snog for a few minutes, getting comfortable, then he said:

"Devon, it's time for your punishment."

Devon went stiff. She was dreading this moment. She tried to relax and control her errant breathing.

"Move down the bed," he commanded.

She moved until she was kneeling at the end of the bed, her beautiful bottom poking wantonly upward.

"Kali, move the other way and spread your legs."

Kalyndra scooched to the wall side of the bed and sat up against a pillow, legs spread wide.

"Devon, you're to pleasure Kali while I spank you. And, Kali, every time she lifts her mouth from your pussy, you're to tell me because she'll earn an extra spank. Understood?"

Both girls nodded, and Ezra tied Devon's wrists to her ankles, restraining her in position, her face in Kalyndra's lap, her knees bent under her, legs shoulder-width apart, back arched. She had beautiful buttocks: pert and rounded with a triangular gap at the top of her thighs when she stood straight. Now the gap was more expansive, revealing her inviting wet pink to slit and pretty brown bush.

"All right, Devon. Start on Kali's pussy."

Devon loved kissing her bedmate's long thin slit. Now she had the pleasure of adoring it after it had been warmed up, made slick, and stretched by Ezra's cock. She pushed her tongue in between the folds and tried to stimulate the nerves on the sides and top of Kalyndra's vagina.

She was concentrating on giving the best tongue job she could when she felt the rough edge of a paddle drag over her right buttock. She braced herself, but nothing happened. Instead, another paddle dragged over her left buttock. It seemed to be a bigger paddle because the stroke took longer. Then she felt a tap from the first paddle. It wasn't a spank, though it made her jump, yet she didn't lift her mouth from Kalyndra's pussy.

There was a slightly harder tap with the big paddle. Devon couldn't stop jumping, but she kept her mouth in place.

She realized that Ezra was testing the paddles. He tried the small paddle again, with a more rigid tap than she felt then, and adequately tried the big paddle again, which compressed her buttock and left a line of heat.

"Yes," said Ezra, "this is the one."

He whipped the paddle a few times in the air to test its weight, wafting air over Devon's vulnerable bottom.

"Ready for your punishment, Devon?"

She wasn't, but she wasn't going to admit it. She shut her eyes, steeled herself, and waited.

Ezra pulled his arm back and swung hard at her. She flinched, yelped, and then swallowed her protest, realizing she'd been tricked. Ezra had dropped the paddle at the height of the upswing and connected it with only his hand, and it was not too hard either. The slap stung me only a little.

The spank two on the other buttock was a little harder but easily bearable. Spanks three, four, and five on alternate buttocks were each stronger than the previous, and she felt her bottom warming up, the stings melding into an overall mild pain.

Ezra now had the right strength to impact her. Her bottom was a lovely warm pink color, tender and responsive. He left gaps between the sixth and ninth spanks of the same strength. She endured them well and never once lifted her mouth from Kalyndra's pussy; but as soon as he delivered her tenth spank, she lifted her head.

"What is it, Devon," Ezra asked. Though the tenth spank had been no more challenging than any previous one, he was concerned and put his hand gently on her arms, ready to start untying her. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Devon told him.

"Then why did you lift your head?"

"You told me you'd give me an extra spank if I moved my mouth from Kalyndra's pussy."

"So, I did."

"Well?"

"Well, what?"

But Kalyndra caught on and laughed.

"Oh, I see," Ezra said, smiling broadly. "All right, Minx, one more."

Devon bent down to service Kalyndra again, and Ezra gave her an eleventh spank. Again, she deliberately lifted her head. The twelfth spank was a little more complicated. It jolted her, and she nearly forgot to lift her head, but she managed in time and earned a thirteenth spank that was incrementally harder again.

They carried on like this, with slightly harder spanks, until the eighteenth in the series, when Devon realized she'd reached her limit. She kept her mouth in place, and the punishment stopped.

None of the spanks had been as hard as any endured by Kalyndra, yet Devon's bottom was hot and throbbing. She had the same response as Kalyndra: the sharp pain dissolved, leaving a sensuous, warm feeling that spread about her body to give the aching arousal that only a finger or a cock in her pussy would fully relieve. Devon had an urgent desire to be filled and used. Warm moisture glossed her pussy lips and formed dew drops on her pubic hair.


To be continued