More Training, and the Nettles

Only a few more weeks of training remained before Flavious' wrestling show. Median, Luanna, Velanna and Collena were making surprising progress in staging a believable match. Evectus the wheel master, reminded Amah that Velanna had twelve more days to serve out her punishment for complaining about her treatment at the wheel. In an effort to drive home the painful lesion to Velanna, Evectus ordered that she be bound at the shameful kneeling post, and whipped across her breasts. Each day adding a stroke beginning with one on the first day, two on the second day and so forth and so on. She was now ready for her nineteenth day. Following each day's whipping she was to be left for an hour kneeling at the post for an extra hour of intense exposure.
Situated in an open pen on one side of the training arena, the stubby posts served as a quick reminder to obey and follow orders. Velanna would be tied, nude, with her back against it, kneeling with her arms outstretched, and palms up along its upper strut. It caught her at or about the middle of her back; her ankles had been bound cross-wise about the base of the post. Her position made it look like she was beseeching the intense sun.
Each of these posts had been tilted toward the north, forcing the post tilt back and away from the sun, so when a slave was bound to it, they had to lean backwards. This action gave an appearance of sun-worshipping, with the arms outstretched. Velanna had been bound in such a way, leaving her exposed to whatever caprice might befall her. The caprice in her case would be nineteen whiplashes across her bare breasts following the eighteen she had taken the day before, and another hour facing the blistering sun.
With this daily exposure, she'd taken on a dark reddish-copper hue to her skin. Her nipples stood become quite erect and looked quite blistered; glistening like a pair of flaming red buds. Most of the girls completed their morning exercises and realized that Velanna was due for another lesson; what they didn't know was how harsh this lesson was to be. Amah summoned the group to line up near the pen, the women stood in the front line and the men in the back line. Amah wanted the women to have a better vantage point. All saw a very pitiful looking Velanna, made painfully ready for the lash. Median, Collena, and Luanna were side by side, with Luanna in the middle, all three felt the hot sun on their bare backs. It was a lot hotter than they'd cared to feel.
The group stood at attention, the women equally bare breasted all stood with them thrust outward, exposing various shades of bronze and brown. Their nipples standing hard and erect like the pointed tips of various shaped cones turned sideways. Their flat stomachs tapered to smooth muscles at the juncture of their thighs. The girls stood tall and proud, Amah noticed as he walked along the front line. He looked down and saw how different, yet the same, the breasts of each girl appeared to be. One would have a small amount of cleavage showing while another would show almost all of it along with her clit. Even their clefts seem to be of various sizes he noticed.
Amah continued his inspection of the group, he rubbed his jaw as he studied each girl's well developed backsides. Glancing the other way, he noticed that the men were looking at the women even more. Each one developing a firm erection in the process. This was the price of allowing them to go around naked, he thought, somehow knowing this would happen.
Median thought out-loud to herself, “It must be a furnace out there for poor Velanna, good thing she was a blonde that could take the sun.”
“What was that mumbling in line!” Shouted Amah, “Let's keep it tight lipped.” All were quiet now. “I distinctly heard a female voice mumbling. Who was it? Speak up or I'll double her punishment!” Amah ordered pointing to the kneeling Velanna.
“It was me, sir...” Median stepped forth.
“I might have known, it was you, field girl. This sun can't do much more to you than what it has already done. No, not like this blonde here, her nipples are just now beginning to show a ripe hue of red. Ponteus and Evectus, bring her here and fasten her next to her cell-mate!”
Ponteus and Evectus grabbed her and in a few moments, she was tied in the same manner as Velanna, worshipping the merciless Roman sun. “Now anyone else with the comments?” No one moved. “Good, 'cause the blonde one here, Velanna, is again to under-go another day of her thirty day's of punishment. This is the nineteenth day, so she is to get nineteen strokes with the thong. The next day twenty and then twenty-one and so on. By the time she gets to her thirty days, she'll think her nipples are ready to fall off. That is, of course, if they already haven't! Ha, ha, ha.” Amah laughing at his own obscene joke, pokes Velanna squarely on her right nipple, enough to make her gasp. “Now, as to her friend here, since she was ready to voice her opinion, I'll let her voice her opinion as to how sore her friend's nipples become under the lash. She's to get twenty with the same lash, immediately following her companion's whipping; a tandem whipping so to speak...”
While she was being bound to the post, Median saw how blistered Velanna's nipples had become. They would be worse by the time this was over. Amah leaned toward the two women glistening naked in the sun, “You're both going to wish you'd never grown breasts and nipples by the time I'm finished with you two. Put the head-binders on them, I want their heads pulled back up and away from the switch and don't forget to put bit gags on them both. Let's keep the noise down a 'bit', so to speak.” He chuckled to himself as he just caught his play on words.
Evectus, earlier had asked that Velanna suck his cock when he'd finished whipping her breasts. Now he wanted Median to suck it after he'd finished whipping hers as well. Amah agreed and nodded for him to continue. Evectus smiled a wicked smile at Median and Velanna, the two girls just blinked at the sun.
Considering that it was a hot day, Evectus stripped himself quite naked and did a quick measure to see if the girl's were at the right height and position for both to receive their breast lashing and his cock. They were in a perfect position, he looked proudly about. Bouncing Velanna's right breast with his left hand, he brought the whip across them both with a side arm stroke. It made a sifting slice through the air and on impact it sounded like water being struck. Velanna whinnied at her bit, “HUAAA!” She shuddered and jerked at her bonds causing her breasts bounce about. Her twin treasures were laced with three red bands of fire. It amazed all that her nipples didn't split. Evectus really knew what he was doing. A burly arm rose again into the air and the dull slice preceded a wet sounding THWIP. Her two nipples seem to disappeared beneath the dark strands of the whip. All Velanna could do was gasp and pathetically wail as she kicked her bound ankles about struggling against her bondage.
Evectus looked at the lash a moment, he'd have sworn he struck two hard stones on her chest from the vibration the whip had made. Amah leaned toward Median, “Be glad you two aren't riding on a couple of shafts now. Some of the girl's have told me that it hurts something awful to be impaled and breast whipped at the same time.” Back up went the whip attached to a sweating arm sporting a leather wrist band, and down it fell again. The lean lash laced her twin breasts with fire. Velanna gasped and shuddered, causing her breasts to sway back and forth. The red stripes were becoming quite visible as he whipped her all nineteen breast strokes. With hers done, and not a nipple split, Velanna was weeping tears that fell down over her flushed cheeks as he took off her bit gag. She then began to suck his cock which he presented quite firmly to the lips of her mouth. She sucked it with deep drawing strokes that made his balls boil for relief. It didn't take him long to come and when he did it shot out in hot squirts down her throat. Surprised, she thought it tasted good. As he finished himself in her mouth, Amah got the shinny bit gag ready to put back on Velanna.
The full realization of what Velanna had felt made Median a firm believer in arena discipline. Evectus decided to use a whalebone switch on her breasts. He wanted to give her something to remember him by. She'd had her breasts flogged and her nipples whipped before, but nothing like this. Evectus used the broad side of the switch on her nipples hard enough to cause an almost solid red line across the centers of her breasts. It was hard to believe that Median took only twenty the way she voiced behind her bit for mercy and even agreeing to more sucking of Evectus' cock if only he'd stop. When the headband was released, she actually saw her twin globes, covered with that solid red band and still sporting erect nipples. These however, had swollen to more than twice their size, and turned a vivid color of red, but still intact and not a drop of blood anywhere. She sucked his cock harder than Velanna making him come again and again.
Amah in his diabolical mind, had ordered that wet rawhide strips be placed around the two girl's hips with another wet piece bisecting their shinny clams. Two other wet strips, were fastened to both of Velanna's nipples. She was now totally at the mercy of orgasms and the hot sun. Median on the other hand was to receive a couple of Amah's favorite toys, 'nipple shields'. He devised these to deal with little mouthy bitches that came and went around the arena, always complaining about their nipples getting sunburned. Every girl in the place had learned to hate them; as most of them had felt them upon one occasion or another. This occasion was to be Median's turn to learn the discipline of these horridly nasty metal things. They looked harmless enough. In fact unless the secret of them were known, a casual glance at them would hardly raise an eyebrow. He held them in his palm for Median to view, she made a casual glance at them, “So, what are these for?”
One of the girls who'd been gathered about as witness, gave off a startled, but subdued shrill. She held her hand over her mouth as Amah and Evectus looked at her. She shook her head in panic and lipped without any words coming out, a 'No, please, please not me, I'm sorry...' as she shook her head and put her hands over her breasts at the same time. Amah pointed his finger at the brownette and spoke loud enough for her to hear him clearly, “I'll deal with you later, arena slut!” The girl cowered and looked about at her friends for help; there was none.
It wasn't until he put the first one on that Median realized how they were made and applied to her body. She looked but didn't believe what he was doing to her. On the back of each shield was an inch long extremely sharp pin that he plunged directly into the tip of her left nipple. It sank in slowly and almost painlessly at first. When it was in all the way, he let go of the shinny shield. It was heavier than it looked and made itself felt by causing a slight downward drag on the end of her breast. Amah lifted her breast slightly and tested it's presence on her. It made her whimper. He patted the shield a bit, causing it to sink just a tiny bit further in. It was this last little tap that caused her to feel the hurt of the thing.
She swallowed hard and really didn't have time to react as he applied the other one to her right breast and like before, tapped in gently in place. He stepped back and admired their placement on her breasts and he was pleased that they didn't make the ends of her breasts sag too much. One of the nastiest things Amah does after putting those shields on a girl's nipples, is to take a slender rod or lath, and give them a gentle tape further to 'seat them' so he claims. He held the rod and took aim at the shields, bringing it down directly across the two shields with a firm but gentle, 'THUCK'. It made a wet sound like he'd hit a polished piece of silver on a supple saddle bag or some such thing.
Median blinked her eyes twice doing everything in her power to fight down the pain. It was just too much to ask of herself not to react. With a bloodcurdling scream from behind her gag, she jerked and yanked at the bonds with such force she almost broke her arms and ankles. She shook her body so hard that her breasts bounced about firmly, which added to her discomfort a lot. She immediately quit doing that action and tossed her head madly about screaming into her bit gag, “AAAHHHAAA!!! TAUKE THESE DAMMN THUNGS OFF RIIIGHTTT NNNOOOWWW!!! OOOWWWAAAHHH, JJJUUNNOO!!! THEEEYRRREEE AAAWWWFFFUUULLLL!!!”
“Shut the fuck up girl, right now, or I'll give you another 'tap' in place!” Amah threatened. All the girls surrounding the two kneeling on the ground, began to grumble and put their own hands over their nipples. Amah looked around, unhappy with what was happening, “You all there, get a grip on yourselves or by the gods, I'll put these things on all of you for a week, UNDERSTAND!?!” The rest of the girls fought back their comments and got into order. “That's better, you all have felt these before, it just so happens that our little field girl here hasn't and it's a normal reaction to them at first. She thinks they're going to ruin her breasts, but they won't. They just feel that way, right Sonya?” Amah asks a muscular redhead arena girl who'd felt them more times than she cared to, “Yes, lord Amah! You are always right in your methods of discipline for us!”
“You all better listen to Sonya and not Median here...” Amah takes up his rod and with each of the words he says next, he applies a tap on Median's nipple shields, “because ... she ... doesn't ... have ... a ... clue ... as ... to ... how ... a ... proper ... arena ... girl ... is ... to ... behave!” On that last word, he gave her a firm tap. Median howled another protest as she shook her breasts sideways, but not as hard as before, she was already learning, “AAA! SSTOOPPITOHMYGODDESSSS!” Spittle dribbled out all over the place from behind her gag.
As the rest of the group went back to their training, Velanna and Median just knelt facing the sun, Velanna suffering under the squeeze of the rawhide strips as they dried in the heat. Median squirming in agony as the little shields heated up hellishly hot. Making small design brands into the skin around her nipples that would take several weeks to disappear. For a while as they baked to scalding temperature, the sharp pin heated up also and made it feel as if her nipple was cooking on the inside. Actually it wasn't it just felt like it was; she just hated those awful shields.
Before the afternoon was finished. Luanna, because she vocalized her protest of the girl's punishment as well as fell short of her lessons, received a severe nettling at Amah's orders. Dangling upside down and naked, her legs spread between two posts. Evectus nettled her until her sex was puffy and red. He drubbed the nettles up and down without end for at least an hour over her bare breasts and sex. Luanna howled like a wounded dog as she climaxed several times before he would stop. Her agony was so loud that Median thought Luanna was being beaten with a rod, since she really didn't know what a nettling was. It would be sometime later on before she would learn and only then would Median discover something that would make the pain of the shields go away.
With training resuming again after they'd let Luanna down from her nettling, Median heard another commotion. This time it was Collena and obviously, she'd earned someone's wrath. Median could see better what was happening to Collena rather than hear it. She saw Collena who was staggering along the top of a wall, being drug by her wrists towards one edge. A couple of guards fastened ankle chains and a heavy spreader between them. Her wrists were corded behind her back, and a chain dangled loosely from her collar. Two heavy stones were attached to each end of the spreader connecting her ankles. With a certain ease, a chain that had been attached to an eyebolt in the center of the spreader, was hooked into an overhang that was erected from the top of the wall. Gently, she was lowered, upside down, over the edge until she hung jerking about with her legs obscenely spread open. From where she stood, Median could see how wet her sex had become and the two dangling things attached to her nipples.
Luanna had hung from it before and looking at Median commented, “They'll leave her exposed like that the rest of the afternoon. Frankly, girl, I'd rather hang upside down and get my pussy all sunburned than to have it nettled...”
“... Or my nipples shielded.” Median glanced a look at Luanna, who smiled back a short acknowledgment smile more or less, then looked back on Collena hanging on the side of the wall.
Median saw Proctus and Evectus scolding Collena and slapping her breasts, she shook her head in a negative gesture several times. Proctus yanked on the rope, drawing her wrists down and above her head from that point of view, while Evectus continued to slap her breasts and scold her. The two men left her dangling nude, with her body glistening and shimmering in the heat waves boiling up from the ground. She shook her hair and tugged on her tethered wrists, contemplating her awful position.
Proctus nudged Evectus as they walked away, “That little slut is a trouble maker, Evectus, I want her bung popped tonight with a string ball, say about fifty strokes or so, then have her put on a staff and drubbed with a lath on those big tits of hers. Threaten her with the shields if gets mouthy with you.” Evectus, nodded as he strolled along, “I think the little twat will learn to do what is expected of her and stop this pathetic whining...” Both men walked away joking and laughing as they made plans. Collena jerked about on her tether wishing someone would let her down.
It seemed like they were gone a long while, but in actuality only for a few minutes. Proctus carried back a bucket filled with oil to coat Collena with. He was then to coat Median and Velanna with a coat of the soothing oil. Doing this was a great pleasure to him. Getting to feel the firm bodies of these female gladiators. It would always make his cock stand hard to rub it into their breasts and sex.
Evectus returned caring a whip, it was a long whip, some six or seven feet long, braided, with a split end of six tails, each some six or eight inches in length. When Proctus had applied the oil to Collena, Evectus motioned for him to go and coat Velanna and Median. Still Median couldn't hear any spoken words but she saw Collena shake her head several times.
Standing naked and tall, Evectus applied oil to Luanna and Median. He spread their ankles and put a generous coating on each of their smooth clefts. Proctus vocalized his pleasure at being able to apply the oil to the two nude women. He eluded to offering to twiddle them if they would agree to suck his cock. It was during these negotiations that Median heard the first sound come from the direction of Collena, the whistling sound of a whip lash, followed by the girl's scream. Proctus still vocalized his offer and made a pester of himself. He nudged Median who had turned her attention away from him to see Collena being whipped. As he poked her shoulder, she saw Evectus swing the whip around in his usual side arm delivery. It coiled itself across Collena's breasts as she saw her head toss back, then hearing a distant squeal of agony from the cherry colored blonde.
“Look at your friend, she's getting a whipping from him, while she's hanging all exposed and upside down against that wall.” Proctus rubbed his cock, “Amah loves keeping you bitches just as naked as the day you were born. He tells us it keeps you in line and aware of your place in life as slaves.” He reached over and tweaked Median's left nipple at the same time he reached over and tweaked Luanna's right nipple, causing both girls to gasp a dry, throaty groan. “Hey, you two could use some water, I bet?” The two girls nodded and in the distance could be heard the steady cadence of Evectus' whip; followed by an equally steady scream from Collena.
As Proctus gave the two girls a much needed drink, Luanna asked him, “How much longer is he going to whip her?” Proctus looked over at the whipping scene going on, he stroked himself again a couple of times, “I Don't know really, I suppose forty or fifty, maybe. You both know Evectus, when he gets to swinging that whip, why sometimes he doesn't want to stop...” Proctus still stroked himself into a nice erection watching the blonde take a horse whipping.
“By the gods Proctus, you've worked yourself up real hard, hasn't he Median? Just look at that thing will you? Why, I'll bet you've sired half the island for master Flavious already haven't you?” Luanna gave Median a play along look, Luanna has something in mind.
“Well, Luanna, you only complement me when you have a mind for something, you want a poke with this or maybe your friend here..?” Proctus smiled at Luanna as he rolled his eyes toward Median.
“Proctus, go over an coax Evectus to ease up on our blonde friend, and when you come back, we'll be real friendly to you.” Luanna winked at him and Median followed with a wink as she put her arms up and behind her head, exposing her well oiled breasts even more.
“Really, you would!?! Well, shit my pants, if I was wearing any. Hot damn, you two got the smoothest cunneys I ever did see. I want to poke you both right now, then I'll go stop him, shit damn..!”
“No, help our friend first before he whips her to death, already...” Luanna pointed again at the whipping being given to Collena.
“Gnaw, he ain't going to whip her to hurt her none. No way, why he'll make her come I'll bet. Just like he did you two...” With those words, he gave Luanna a little prod with his finger on her freshly nettled pussy. Velanna and Median looked at each other giving him a sheepish smile, Luanna gave a quick jerk away from his finger as he landed it squarely onto her clit. It made her voice jerk a bit, “W-wait, oh, my...”
Proctus shook his head and continued to massage his now massive dong, “I know when a girl comes, you two did, didn't you? Yeah, it's easy to see when by how wet you get down there.” Neither of the girls answered him, they just smiled at his comment while looking at each other.
“Come on now, you know how I can really tell?”
Altogether the girls replied, including a couple standing near by enough to hear their conversation, “No.”
“It's in your eyes that I see it in first, then your breasts and then your sex. Oh, your mouths open and close sometimes and your breathing becomes heavy, yes, and don't forget the ohs and ahs. And the opening and closing of your legs and hands. Hands that seem to clutch an invisible cock, and then it's your tongue licking over your teeth and lips with those subtle little shudders that just make your breasts quiver. You know what I really like to see?”
All the girls shake their heads, no.
“A girl coming under the whip, or the switch, oh that counts big time! Yessiree, that whip'll drag the orgasms out of a girl for sure, every time. Y'all know what's odd about that?” Again, they all shake their heads, no. “No matter how hard a girl gets whipped, she still somewhere along the way has an orgasm. I mean I've seen some really nasty whippings in my days. Oh, yeah, especially over there on Sugar Island, did any of you know that Evectus use to be an overseer on Sugar Island? That's where he learned all about whipping you girls! He said he's going to teach me someday, not that I haven't done a little practice, right Chetina?” Spoke Proctus with a proud smile on his face, as a young fawn colored girl with raisin dark nipples lowered her head with shyness.
“Really?” Median sounded interested. Luanna just rolled her eyes, wishing he'd shut up.
“A fact girl. I wanted to be a guard over there, but instead I went to work here about the time Evectus was hired on. He took over as Flavious' master trainer and overseer right away. He told me that when he was on Sugar Island, even on the hottest of days he'd step right up and dish out a whipping when the other overseers wanted to stay in the shade. I recollect his telling me one time, that he took to whipping a Roman patrician. A fine looking woman she be, sent there for doing in her husband, a Roman senator no less. The only thing that saved her life was the Emperor hated the man worse than she did. The Emperor forgave her for killing the man, but she was sent to Sugar Island to calm the outcries of the other patricians and vestals. Six years of hard labor was the woman's sentence, along with a few dozen whippings, a branding and worse for her was that Evectus made her work naked until the lash marks would heal.”
“Evectus can be very cruel...” Velanna echoed out as she walked towards the group.
“Watch your tongue, girl, if he heard you, you'll be taking your friend's place. If I were you I wouldn't be wanting any more whipping on that sun-burned hide of yours” Velanna's eyes grew wide with fear, with a wink at Median and Luanna, she nodded.
“Well, looks like he's about finished...” Proctus picked up the small pail and left. Walking back toward the place Evectus was whipping Collena. Leaving Median, Luanna, Velanna and the rest of his audience thinking about his erect cock.
Velanna nodded toward Proctus as he walked away, saying, “Did I see a big erection on him, or was the sun playing tricks on me?”
“Nope, girl he was ready, only we wanted him to stop Evectus from whipping Collena nearly to death over there...” In the distance, they still heard the lash falling wetly on Collena's bare skin. As Proctus approached the area, Evectus stopped his whipping. Collena twisted and writhed at her tether, even from the distance, it was easy to see the welts Evectus raised across Collena's nakedness. The girls all became quite aroused at what happened next, Evectus removed his loin cloth and Proctus stroked himself again to full erection. With Evectus in the front, and Proctus at the rear. The two men fucked Collena, both ends at the same time. Collena came at the same time the two men did.
Proctus seemed relieved as he wandered back over to the three girls. Well, you three ready to satisfy me?” He began to stroke himself up again, causing the three girls to squirm uneasily.
Velanna and Luanna had the most experience in the arena, Median just looked at his cock and dropped to her knees starting to suck on him. Velanna felt uneasy about this, open sex in the arena during training was not allowed by one of Amah's rules. Luanna too felt uneasy, since she'd been nettled earlier and that was Amah's punishment for violation of the rule. Proctus just wanted to poke the three girls and be done with it, he wasn't looking for trouble for them, but who cares if they get caught, he wouldn't get punished, but they would. He thought about watching Velanna and Median get a nettling, he'd just seen it happen a little while ago to Luanna, but sure give it to her again...
Median let out a shriek as Proctus' cock gagged her. Velanna tried to quiet her. “Shhh! Median! Shut up! If you cry-out like that, Amah will come over here and nettle us all good, Luanna doesn't want it again, do you? I don't want those things on my sunburned nipples either. You think those shields hurt...”
It was too late, her actions drew Amah's attention, “Here, here. What's all the screaming about?”
Velanna tried to down play the situation, “Nothing, sir. She was trying to adjust herself and her back got into a kink or something...”
“Or something?” Amah smelled trouble, “Here let me see...”
“Yes, sir, well, you see...” Median had regained her composure and was trying to set things straight. “I think you two...” He pointed to Proctus and Median, “Were engaging in some sex play, now is that true Proctus?” Proctus was trying to put his loin cloth back on, “Oh, well, sir, we...”
“You were weren't you Proctus, now don't lie to me!?” Amah was serious, the other girls began to shake and shiver just a bit.
“I, I, I, yes, sir... But I can, explain...”
“No 'but I can' to me, boy. Maybe all of you need a good dose, you too Proctus, right on that hard cock of yours!” Amah was getting angry at no ones admission. Median sensed it and answered, “In truth, sir, I was sucking on Proctus. It was not his fault.” Median lowered her eyes.
“Velanna you should have stopped them, you know better. You too, Luanna as I see you have a swollen looking cleft already and I'm sure you're not ready for the nettles again, are you?” Amah looked Luanna in the eyes, she lowered them, “Or you either, Velanna! Median..!”
Amah was intense as he lowered his voice and spoke slowly and carefully to the four of them, “Here's the rule, there is to be no open sex unless during punishment, while training is underway. Is that understood? Punishment for this violation is forty strokes on the upturned, spread sex with fresh nettle blooms. Proctus, thank your lucky stars that you are employed here and this girl admitted her actions, or you could have received a taste of these on that proud cock of yours.” Proctus swallowed hard, as Amah continued; “Median you are the most guilty, so you will get forty plus five. Velanna you will get forty and Luanna, because you were recently nettled, I will give you a choice of forty with the rest of your friends or twenty with the lath on your quite swollen looking cleft, you must choose.” Luanna shivered and looked up into the afternoon sky, not a cloud could be seen, and she wasn't ready for more nettles on her cleft, “I'll take the drubbing with the lath, sir.”
“All right, so be it, Proctus, you string up these two,” He indicated Median and Velanna, “I want them up by their ankles and spread wide, dangling with their arms off the ground. As for this one,” He pointed to Luanna, “Put her flat on her belly with her ankles up high so that her sex is split wide open and up off the ground, between those two posts right there. After she's secured, I want you to put a couple of those smooth river stones under her breasts, and tie her wrists behind her back. Then I want you to go over and get about six handfuls of fresh nettles and a couple of those three foot laths, the ones about that, “He showed by putting his thumb and index finger about an inch and a half apart, “wide. Now is there anything you don't understand about my instructions?” Proctus shook his head no, he understood. “Good, now we'll get down to some serious licks.” It took the simple minded Proctus at least ten minutes to get the pun on that last comment of Amah's. All of a sudden out of no where Proctus began laughing uncontrollably, “Ha, ha, ha, haaaa, ha! Now I get it, sir, nettles, serious licks, upended cunts, boy oh boy, sir, you really do have a sense of humor.” Amah wasn't laughing, and neither were the girls.
“Evectus! EVECTUS!” Evectus came on the jog, “I was close by, sir and I thought I could lend some help.”
“You want to help yourself with these two, don't you Evectus?” He nods.
“Okay, you can help. Go help Proctus fetch a large picking of nettles, look for the ones with the damp bells filled with prickly spores, you know the kind I want.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Oh, remind Proctus to bring the gloves,” He called after Evectus.
The girls were in for it now. The two men arrived and immediately put on the gloves to get ready. “Now I want you both to take your time and nettle these two sluts good, while I work on Luanna here. Use those things pretty well over their bodies, but concentrate most of them on their sex, understood?”
“Yes sir.”
“You might want to put those bit gags back on them, Luanna howled like a banshee when you had nettled her earlier, Evectus.” Evectus nodded to Amah, as he dashed off to get a couple of bit gags. “Oh, by the way girls, besides Luanna here, have either of you ever been nettled before?” Velanna nodded, as tears began to swell in her eyes. Median just shook her head, no, but she was about to become experienced.
“Velanna you tell her, my throat is dry, well go on, tell her.” Amah coaxed Velanna.
It was difficult for her to talk upside down, but she made a good effort, “At first, you don't notice the effects, and all you feel is a light, steady tap on your clit or nipple, maybe sometimes both. After a few minutes you began to think you can handle it. It makes your clitoris get warm, and your nipples tingle, after about five minutes or so, the warmth becomes a heat. Then the tickle becomes a pang, and increases to a fire all the while the pang slowly becomes a throb. You don't know it yet, but already your clit and nipples have swollen up by about half again their size. It is then, you begin to realize that it's only the beginning, after about ten minutes of drubbing with those little bells of spores, your entire sex is ready to explode in flames. Your breasts and nipples just ache something awful and you start to scream and scream until you think your lungs are going to burst. I've heard of some women being driven nearly crazy from the steady drubbing of their privates with those awful little blossoms, and I almost forgot, don't try to stop them with your hands, as they make them hurt more than your sex or breasts later on. Fight back the urge to protect yourself, trust me on this, that's why our hands aren't tied.” As she finished those words, Evectus arrived and put the bit gags on the two girls. He put one on Median, but not before she spoke to Amah, “Oh, sir, not this, please, haven't we suffered enough already..? ARGH, COUGH...” The bit went in.
“Oh, little slut, I am so surprised to learn that you've never been nettled. I had thought nettling was used as a discipline on the field girls?” The bit chinked as she shook her head. Her forehead made a plea for mercy, “Please. NA-NO!”
“Just to give you some thought, your friend Luanna you saw hanging upside down a bit earlier if she didn't tell you, well, she was being nettled...” Median closed her eyes and nodded that she understood that part. She tried to explain more, “At firrst I, thot shee wass bein' switcched!”
“What did you say, I couldn't quite make that out?”
“I sayd, switccheed... Yu kno', switcched! SWITCCHED!”
“I think you said, 'switched' right?” The bit chinked as she nodded, yes.
“Well, you were wrong, she was being nettled, and now you are going to be nettled, all bare asses naked, in the hot afternoon sun; nettled on your most intimate parts. That you have so exposed for us and the nettles, you do you understand, don't you... Yes, you may nod your lovely head and rattle that bit again if you do.” Median nodded but with a gurgled plea. It went unheard.
“Good, you do and now Evectus, nettle first this one named Median while I turn over this sand glass. Oh, I've changed my mind about how many, you will simply nettle her until the sands run out. Proctus will stop you if you go beyond, won't you Proctus?”
“Yes sir.”
“When you have finished with Median, then take up position with a fresh supply of nettles and nettle the blonde bitch tied next to Median. Again, nettle her good and stop when the sands run out in the glass. Is that fully understood, Evectus?”
“It is, sir.”
“Fine. Oh, Evectus, if they orgasm while you are nettling them, just keep on drubbing with the nettles. Under no circumstances are you to stop until the sands are gone. Just let them come and come for as long as they like. The more they come, the better, I've always understood, right Velanna?”
“N-N-NO! UNK-A, NO! NO! NO!!!”
“To say the very least the nettling of these two will go down as a classic study of pain induced for pleasure...” Amah commented as the first orgasm came over Median after only a short time. She was barely into the drubbing for more than a few minutes when the first flood came over her.
To Median what was so awful, was that she thought Velanna was trying to tell her that she couldn't come at all. When actually, it was that she couldn't stop coming. She bit her lip to try to make her lose focus on the constant drubbing. The swelling and puffy sting of those nasty little bell shaped blooms. Proctus just had to comment, “I knew these would drag an orgasm from you. It happens every time.”
“Shut up, Proctus!” Amah snapped.
“Hum...” The continued drubbing brought on so many and rapid orgasms, that her pussy fairly opened itself up to the blooms. She actually thought her sex wanted to devour these painful things.
The wooden posts to which she was bound, upside down and facing the sun, creaked and moaned almost as much as she did. Her hands began to open and close, as she sensed that she was seeing things. Colors like, rich reds, yellows, oranges, blues, and even purples. She looked over to see Velanna looking at her and shaking her head, in a slow motion action. Her mind was drifting and she was beginning to think about silly stuff like Velanna's mouth slowly changing shape. It reminded her of a joking mime, and she started to laugh at Velanna, even tried to point her finger at her. Velanna was trying to get Proctus' attention, he wasn't looking at her, and she was screaming almost as much as Median. Median was still having multiple orgasms, her sex dripping with the dew of her womanhood. So much was coming out that Median actually thought she was peeing. The sands were nearly gone and a good thing, because much more and Median would have drifted off to insanity. She was nearly there already.
“Stop!” Hollered Proctus.
Evectus lifted the last of the blooms he wore out on poor Median. Her nipples were now swollen to twice their normal size, and the bare, wet valley of her sex was so red, that the lips looked like she'd been fucked steady for an entire week. Odd, though, was the beet red nub of her clitoris peeking out from between her swollen lips. It looked like it had a mind of its own almost as if struggling to emerge in a “don't forget me” appearance. Her eyes were still rolling around as she regained her breath. Spittle dribbled from the corners of her mouth where the bit made an indentation in her beautiful cheek. Splotched with flaming red, her breasts swayed in the afternoon sunlight. The red sex exposed and waiting for what ever was to come next. Her cleft, a dark vivid pink, looked so sore even though Median was still coming.
Proctus noted while Evectus readied himself with a fresh supply of nettles for Velanna, “I'd like to use the wad on this one, Evectus.”
“No! You heard my orders, they were clear. They are to be nettled and that's all.” Amah reminded. Evectus shrugged his shoulders, after all the wad was just that. A wad of leather wrapped about a lead weight or stone. It was the size of a small egg and about that shape it had a long string or strip of leather that was attached to it. Sometimes when a punishment was dealt out, especially to a ready to fight female gladiator, the wad was used. It would punish, yet leave no readily visible marks. It could be swung with accuracy onto the clitoris or the tender ass-hole. Like other forms of punishment, it was very capable of delivering an orgasm. When Evectus stopped applying the fiery blooms to Velanna's nudity. She was bathed in sweat and her breasts quivered in the sun. Velanna was breathing in quick short gasps. Her eyes lolled around, Proctus noted as she tried to bring her breath under control and her breasts would bounce obscenely. Evectus watched the orange disk of the sun, cut in half against the horizon of the distant sea, silhouetted against it he saw four nude women, slowly making their way back to their cell for the night.
Amah watched them and he could just make out their nudity. The outline of an occasionally exposed bare breast with its erect tip showed crisply against the red disk of the Sun. Upon looking closer he could actually see the clefted ridges of their neither lips outlined against the red disk slowly settling down, some of them appeared to be even more swollen and puffy than the others. He shook his head and wondered just how Velanna would handle her now twenty switch strokes to her nipples due tomorrow? What's worse, there were ten more bouts with the switch for Velanna to endure after tomorrow.