Варвары или Описание налета гильветов под предводительством Крулла на римские галеры, рабынь перевозившие - Марк Десадов

seeing woman on woman, and to see a slave punishing a slave was as exciting for them as was doing the deed themselves. The naked black bitch showed remarkable skill with the whip, and she started to punished Ooti's little cuntlet severely without once touching Krull's big balls with the whip. The whip returned time and time again to the organ already tenderized, and caused the little slit to open as it swelled, until it resembled the begging beak of a baby bird, revealing its deep throat. The child's sex organ swelled severely, and opened out like a real woman's cunt from the punishing beating from the relentless whip. The men standing by admired the child's fully displayed sex organ, and thought how they would like to plumb its depths. They knew this was unlikely. Once a beating was commenced, the victim was usually released only by her death. They were sure this was the road little Ooti was now traveling. It was nearly an hour before Krull was satisfied Ooti hand fully tasted the power of the whip, and was ready for the next step in her brutal punishment. A fine but strong hemp rope was found, and a noose was fashioned on one end. Ooti's eyes bulged with terror as the hoop was slid over her head and nudged tight. She had too often seen women hanged by the neck to not know that this punishment was slow, painful and always fatal. They were going to hang her to death. She knew that when women were hanged, they always shit themselves, and pissed as well. She had often watched beautiful women strung up naked, and was amazed at how ugly they became as their eyes bulged, their gums bled, and their tongues stuck out, swollen as they turned purple. It was not pretty watching a woman choke to death as she hung swinging by her neck, but it was fun. Ooti was certain it would not be fun to be the one who was being hanged. Instead of throwing the other end of the rope over the log gallows, the black bitch was turned to face away, her whip was taken from her, and the end of the rope was tied through the stout iron ring joining her anus to her vagina. This remarkable simple device was now going to be used as a tool for Ooti's hanging. "Pull the little slut off my penis!" Krull commanded the woman. "Don't you let her pull you off!" he ordered Ooti. So the contest was established. Ooti grabbed Krull's waist, wrapping her little arms as far around the massive trunk of the great warrior as she could reach. She also wrapped her slender legs around his huge muscular legs, holding on desperately. She knew that the grip of her rectum alone on the thick male member would not be enough to keep her in place. The men now put their whips to work on the sweat-slicked back and ass of the black woman, forcing her to pull as hard as she could. Although the whip was not necessary to get her cooperation in the contest, the big bitch was encouraged to pull harder than she would have otherwise. The jerking of the rope against her sex organ and anus by the large ring was very painful for the adult black slave bitch, which was the intent. Her efforts were also very bad for Ooti. The slender rope tightened on her neck with the jerking by her opponent, and soon she found it very difficult to breathe. She grasped desperately at the man, and her sweat made holding on very difficult. In just a few moments Ooti's small hands began to slip, just as the men increased the tempo and power of their brutal whip strokes on the naked black ass of the straining slave woman. The tough meat between her rectum and her cunt was bulging as the iron ring strained with her forceful pulling. Ooti's face was turning dark purple, and her eyes and tongue bulged. The strangling child's arms lost their grip, so that only her legs held her anchored on Krull's penis. The child knew that if she released her anal grip and was pulled off the penis she was riding, Krull would instantly kill her for disobedience, so she desperately hung on. Obeying her master was everything. Her life was nothing. Either way, she was now certain she was going to die. She could not breathe, and the knot on the noose was pressing against an artery, blocking the flow of blood to her brain. Her lips parted, and the men could see with satisfaction that her gums were now bleeding. She was progressing well. The desperate child strained with all her might to cling to the man with her legs, and the extra effort with such a shortage of air caused her to lose control, and she pissed all over the mighty Krull's belly. She was fading fast, and her legs trembled from the stress to the over-taxed muscles. As she at last lost consciousness, Ooti lost her grip, and with a loud and hilarious "pop", her anus was pulled off the warrior's stout penis. Ooti's sudden release was such a shock that the big black bitch pulling her pitched forward onto her tits on the sand. Krull grabbed a large grappling hook from a nearby Roman chariot, and dug the tip into the unconscious Ooti's enormously stretched rectum. He thrust it in deep, and the tip of the big hook passed behind her cunt, through her ovaries, her emptied bladder, and it emerged through her lower belly, above the pubic bone. She now had a new handle, similar to the one on the black slave. The Barbarian warrior chief lifted the unconscious child and slapped her face severely several times, until at last he revived her. She was groggy, and her naked body remained limp, even with the pain of the horrendous impalement on