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The noon sun warmed the fresh breeze that played on our naked bodies as we lay around Beth on rush mats . We were in a state of elation. The sexual sights and sounds of Beth’s torment elevated our senses. Our bodies hummed with sexual energy, and we whispered many ideas for Beth’s final punishments on the rack to each other as we ate a simple breakfast of fruit and biscuits wrapped individually in banana leaves. We stole many glances at each others’ naked bodies and felt one with the natural world that accepted and validated the sexual arousal of the group.
“Before we put her back on the rack for the final punishments,” Brian murmured as he leaned close, “let’s do a vertical suspension. I’ll get the whips.” I grinned at the idea, and Riff nodded as he got up and went to find ropes.
Vertical suspension is hard on the subject’s body, which is not designed to work against gravity. Twenty minutes is about the limit for most suspensions, and most only last ten. I enjoy them as did some of the volunteers.
Strong ropes of twisted vines were expertly lashed to overhead tree branches. The women brought Beth a pair of beautiful brown leather boots of soft deerskin fashioned by the special skills of the volunteers. Andrea and the other women laughed with delight as Beth trotted around her mat, kicking up her heels and showing off her new boots. Then Riff and I positioned her under the ropes as the others cleared away the mats and attached the vines to her ankles, the boots protecting her soft skin as the ropes encircled them tightly.
Strong men leaned into the work of pulling on the ropes while others supported Beth’s nude body. Her feet went up, her head flopped down, and her legs spread wide as the ropes slid smoothly over the branches above, and there she was: upside down and spread wide, her head at waist height above the forest floor, her hands anchored to stakes driven into the forest floor.
Beth felt dizzy as the blood rushed to her head. Her eyes darted back and forth in fear as the special volunteers circled her with whips and floggers and wooden paddles.
Snap! Whap! Smack! “Aaeeeeeeeeiiii. Aaaaaahhhhh. Nnnnnnnuuuuhhhhh.” Beth’s cries and screams echoed out through the morning forest, chasing away birds and animals, settling a tense silence on the scene before the next blows fell.
Her back, buttocks, belly, and breasts all became targets streaked with red and purple welts. Andrea and three women danced around her maniacally as they thrashed her. The small apple bound into her mouth with a leather thong acted as a ball gag to muffle her screams.
A wave from Brian stopped the frenzied crowd whipping Beth. Riff stepped forward, a long snake whip with a shot-loaded handle in his hand. In the silence that followed, we could hear the lash whistle through the air and land on her breasts right across her nipples. The high-pitched scream from her throat died away to a gurgle before the next stroke landed on her buttocks.
Stroke, splat. “Aaaaahhhh” Stroke, splat. “Eeeeeiiiiaaa”. The strokes and screams had a devilish rhythm that held the audience entranced.
Beth had descended into her world of pain and so did not see me step behind her with my best braided whip. My first stroke of the dragon tail directly on her bare pussy broke the silence of a moment with a wet smack that left a red welt on her pubic mound.
“Aaaaaaggggghhh. Ahhhhhh. Aaaaaeeeeeeeeeiiii.”
I alternated strokes on her vulva with ones on her thighs, streaking the soft, full flesh with red welts. Her pussy lips swelled and turned an ugly crimson. A series of shots directly on her cunt slit lacerated her inner lips and clitoris. Then I laid aside the whip and approached her shaking body. The heat from her cunt and the warm smell of her sexual arousal made me stiff, and I levered my cock into her mouth while my lips caressed her cunt lips and my nose sniffed the divine odour of her vagina.
I came hard, and Beth swallowed, not easy in her upside down position. Sated with sex, I backed away so that Brian and Riff could gently lower her to the ground where the ladies of the special volunteers administered soothing balms and sweet lotions to her aching body.
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We returned Beth to the bondage table as the sun reached its zenith in the punishment grove. Only the shade from the tropical fronds relieved the heat in the humid air. The surface of the table had been covered with a rubber mat to protect the leather padding from precious bodily fluids, and the mat was covered with small nubs that stuck into her back and bum.
Fixed on her back on the table, Beth could only look up at the trees and wish her torture would end soon, her hands bound over her head and her legs fastened wide apart.
For her final punishments, Brian and the volunteers fitted a metal alloy frame into slots in the sides of the bondage bench. Riff pushed needles through each of Beth’s areolas and attached strings to the needles and to the metal frame above, thus lifting and stretching her tits painfully upwards into round, fleshy cones.
Riff then inserted a ring gag into her mouth and attached the strap behind her head. With tongs, he fished her tongue out of her mouth and motioned to the volunteer ladies who drove a needle through her tongue, followed by a gold stud.
“Beth, my dear,” he told her, “you are such a good cock sucker that I want to award you this gold stud so that all the men who are about to receive your sucking will have the best fellatio experience possible.” Beth just grunted, mouth open, but I noticed she did nod slightly.
So it was that I got to go first, Riff standing by smiling, as her stud raked my cock head and produced a quick cum in her mouth. As other men took their turns, the lady volunteers with their needles worked on her clitoris and her nipples, leaving them adorned with gold rings.
Brian meanwhile had organized a work party who brought up an electric motor with a reciprocating arm to which was attached an exquisitely accurate copy of Brian’s cock, complete with prominent veins on the shaft, a flaring cock head, and even a bulbous scrotum below, all carved of exotic mahogany wood found in the forest areas of the botanical gardens.
Riff viewed this device with admiration and rubbed pungent oils into the wood to make the dildo slick. The volunteers rolled the machine into place between Beth’s outstretched legs and pushed the head into her vagina. Brian signalled stop and attached a second, smaller dildo to a second piston arm below the main drive. He extended the arm and inserted the dildo into her anus. After quick checks, he hit the power switch and the machine drove the wooden cocks into her ass and cunt, slowly at first, then faster and deeper.
“Aaaah. Aaaaah. Aaaaaarrghhh.” Beth groaned and giggled as the dildos drove her nubile young body to yet another orgasm.
The ladies brought candles and dripped hot wax onto her tits, nipples, navel, cunt, and asshole, while the volunteer men brandished whips and floggers to whip off the wax and leave red welts in an angry tracery over her whole body like the veins of leaves.
Two young men dashed off into the forest and returned with a small tree branch from which hung a wasps nest. The ladies then applied honey to Beth nipples and clitoris, tapped the wasp nest, and watched the wasps dive into the honey, stinging Beth repeatedly.
A rest period followed during which the ladies bathed Beth and treated her wounds and the men removed the dildos from her ass and cunt and returned the machine to its shed.
The young men returned the wasp nest to the forest, trimmed the tree branch, and stuck it up Beth’s cunt and asshole. One young stout man coated his erect penis with tar and lit it, sticking his flaming cock into her cunt repeatedly until Brian called a halt.
“No permanent damage,” he reminded the young man, “to anyone.” He nodded at the flaming penis. The young man indulged in one more thrust into Beth’s pussy and plunged his penis into a bucket of water to extinguish it.
From another shed, Brian and the volunteers brought a device on a wooden trolley that looked like an old-fashioned spinning wheel, except that the wheel had little leather riding crops embedded in its outer edge. When it was brought next to Beth’s cunt and set spinning, the leather pads on the crops whipped her cunt in a continuous flogging of her exposed vulva.
As a final torture, they flipped Beth over on her belly and shackled her face down. They caned her buttocks, leaving long, straight, deep welts, and they resumed thrusting their cocks in her mouth and ass and cunt. They brought a small brazier glowing with hot coals and branded her left buttock with the logo of the botanical gardens, a special mark of her sexual prowess and endurance on this magic day.
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