Adria and Nita

Captain Hestus' cabin was lit by two torches and three lamps. It was the largest cabin on his galley. He'd decided to dispense with entertainment this evening as they were due to arrive tomorrow at Flavious' Island, and he simply couldn't handle another orgy. Plenty of wine had been served at dinner, and he was feeling a little tipsy and mellow enough. Those two randy sluts, Nita and Adria were waiting for him in his cabin, and his cock twitched at the idea of putting them through more paces.
Entering his quarters, he saw the two women on his bed, and they were quite nude and had obviously been playing with each-other, “Master, it's good that you want me tonight.” Adria cooed, then looking at Nita, who spoke in a low, deep womanly tone of voice, “Master, let us both please you to the fullest...” She, leaned toward him, her large bullet tipped breasts pleasantly undulating.
“Well, girls, you both look none the worse for wear after your little bout with the raspe and the wedge, but first I want you, Adria, to show me yourself; do a complete exposure for me.” He sat down on the edge of the bed as Adria stood up and walked seductively around to face him. “Go on, you know what to do.” She spread her legs apart by shifting her weight back and forth; she then opened her mouth just a little bit and licked her lips, stuck out her chest and put both of her hands at her waist. “You know what to do, Adria, go on and spread your lips...” Using her fingers she spread the lips of her sex to expose her clit. It looked quite red and swollen, and appeared to be throbbing.
“Ooo, I'll bet it hurts?” Hestus wondered with a curiosity. She nodded, as she pouting her lower lip out a bit.
Hestus motioned for Nita, “Nita, get over here and kneel in front of her, I want you to use your splendid tongue to soothe this hot clit of hers.” Nita did as she was told, sliding off the bed, she stood in front of Adria and immediately dropped to her knees and began using her tongue to lap at Adria's sore clit. It tasted a bit acidity, feeling a little hard as she touched it with her tongue.
Adria felt Nita's tongue explore the hood of her clit; her tongue felt hot against her tender pee hole, and even as Nita made long, heavy laps with her tongue; dragging its texture over the sensitive clit made even more sensitive due to its bout with the wedge. It really only took a few licks for Adria to gasp for relief as Nita's tongue lashing had started an orgasm building up inside of Adria.
“You want to come, don't you hot bitch?” Hestus asked.
“Um-hum...” She cooed.
He motioned for Nita to stop her lapping. “Your clit is throbbing again isn't it? Well, I'll just bet you want to really come, like you did on that wedge out in the sun, hard and wet. You'd like to be punished again on that thing, wouldn't you!?! You are to listen to my voice; you will orgasm when I give the order and not before, understand?”
“Yes, Master...”
“In the meantime, you will stand exposing yourself to me. Openly and completely without any shame, HOLD YOURSELF OPEN FOR ME!!! I wish to see your nakedness...”
“Yes, Master...”
“Your bare clit, is exposed and ready to climax in front of me. You desire to cum and show your Master what a wonderful woman you are...”
“Yes, Master...”
“An uncontrollable tingle is starting at the tips of your pulsing nipples. They are red and hot still from the torture of the rod and the sun...”
“Y-Y-Yes, m-ma-Master...”
“You are completely and totally naked, with nothing of human making touching you and you are exposing your womanhood to your Master...”
“Y-Yes. M-Master.”
“You know that if you come without permission, you will be punished again on your clit and bare nipples; perhaps even whipped with the raspe or put back on the wedge, or both...”
“Oh... please....”
“As you breath, even now, you feel the strain of your erect nipples trying to burst off your chest. You close your eyes and remember the tempo of the rod, flicking and drubbing your poor little nipples. Making them bounce and pout on the tips of your breasts...”
“Oooo...”
“Now you feel your Master putting the tips of his index fingers on the hot tips of your breasts. They harden like stones on the beach, as he uses his nails to rake undersides of your Sun baked nipples...”
“A-ah... Oh, please, Master, let me come...” He says nothing for about twenty seconds. Again Adria pleads, “Um... Please, my Master...”
“You may come, but do not stop until I say so...”
“Yes! Oh, yes... Yes... Oh... Ah... Yes... Ah...” He could see her clitoris pulse and the thick juice that was her come start to flow out of her. It dripped slowly onto the deck in his cabin.
“Excite your nipples and keep coming...”
“Oh. Yes. Ah. A-Ah... Ah... Yes... Oh... A-AH!”
“Squeeze your nipples hard! I want you to pinch them for me!”
“AH! Yes, m-Master... Ow-a-oh... Oooo... Please, m-Master, they're sore... Oh... Ah... A-ah...”
“Sore from what? Tell me, Adria, my punished slave girl...”
“M-Master, from the w-whipping you gave me...”
“Whipping?”
“Yes, Master, the one that... AH! Oh... The one that Eboneebus gave me using his raspe on me...”
“Oh, that one. Did he whip your nipples?”
“AH! Oh, oooo...”
“Answer me!”
“Y-yes, Master... Oh, several times...”
“I see... Did anything else make them sore?”
“Yes, Master, when Gretchen used the rod on them, sir... Oh... A-a-a-ah... Ha-a-ah... Ah...”
“You can't stop coming can't you, you little whore..?”
“Oh, Master... I... No, ah... Ah... A-a-a-ah...” She shook her head allowing her hair to flow across her face, Adria glistened with sweat. Standing with her back arched slightly and her legs spread, her fingers twisting and toying with her dark erect nipples. “What else has made your nipples sore? Speak up girl!”
“They... Oh, m-Master... I... Oh... Ah...”
“They what, girl?”
“I'm so... Please Master... Ashamed... Oh... They... A-ah...”
“Tell me, or I'll get the rod...” In the mean time, Nita had been fingering herself and was quietly engulfed in an orgasm. She was being very quiet.
“Oh, Master, they're sunburned... ooo... Ah... Ha-ah.”
“How did they get so sunburned?”
“I was setting bare naked on the wedge facing the hot sun, Master. My arms were above my head leaving my breasts completely exposed to its burning rays... My nipples turned so dark and sore... A-a-ah. Ah! Ah-ha-a-ah...”
“You may stop coming now...”
“Thank you Master, I... Oh. Ah... ooo... Ummm... whew... oh... hummm...” Flattening the palms of her hands over her nipples, she felt their firmness and their tips felt very hot.
“You may stand normally...” Adria stood straight and with one hand she shook her hair, using her other hand she wiped a bead of sweat that was running down her sunburned stomach.
“Now, Nita... NITA! You little bitch, SLUT! You've been fingering yourself, haven't you? HAVEN'T YOU?!”
“Y-yes, Master.”
“Stand up, now spread your legs, stick your chest out and put your hands behind your neck!”
She did as she was told.
“Arch your back you blonde bitch, that's it. You, Adria, stand where I can watch you; like her you'll start fingering yourself, like she's been doing, if I can't see you.”
“Yes, Master.”
Hestus took both of Nita's breasts in his hands and he kneaded them like a cook would knead bread dough, she winced as he was doing this. He could see how, where his fingers touched, her flesh would turn white and then a darker red; the little bitch was sunburned all right. “You've got nice tits, for a blonde slut.” He stopped the kneading action, and began to trace the red lines lacing this way and that across her ripe protruding breasts. Using his fingernail, he followed one welt that had struck directly across both of her raisin tipped nipples; Nita squirmed a bit as this action made her tits jiggle and sway loosely. “Stand still!” He slapped her beasts on both sides which made her gasp softly, “Umph! Yes, Master, but they are tender still a bit, sir...”
“You're proud of them, aren't you? You naked little blonde cock sucker! Maybe you should suck my cock, unless you want these nipples of yours to feel a drubbing with the rod?” He pinched the ends of her breasts with his thumb and index finger at the same time he gave the nipples a twist.
Nita groaned and remained as calm as she could, “AAA! Oh, Y-Yes, Master, I'll suck your cock, Master. Please don't beat my nipples with that rod again, it's so awful.” She squirmed almost putting her hands on his as he worked her sun-scorched nipples with his fingers. She rolled her eyes and gasped softly, “AAA! Oh, that stings, so good, aaa...” He looked her straight in the eyes as his fingers gave them another twist, “I'll just bet you'd like your dress back and be allowed to return to your regular routine, and be able to cover these, wouldn't you?” She nodded, as he gripped both of her nipples firmly between each of his index fingers and thumbs, giving them a hard squeeze. She opened her mouth, wrinkled up her nose and voiced a sharp, “AAAH!”
“That's not how you respond to your Master, with a nod and a gasp when he speaks to you intimately.” He continued to squeeze her nipples.
“Y-yes, m-Master... Oh... whew...” He let go of her nipples, “That's better.”
She adjusted herself to her ordered stance, and again, her breasts swayed provocatively. “I see you enjoy swinging your breasts in my face?”
“I can't help it, Master, but I hope they please you.”
“Of course they please me. You can't help it?”
“No sir.”
“Why?”
“It must be their nature, Master.”
“Their nature?”
“Oh, sir, they just seem to move about on their own.”
“So I noticed, and since they seem to move about on their own, maybe they should be punished on their own?”
“Oh, no, Master, please...”
“Never say no to me, again. For that you have now earned yourself and this dark hared slut beside you a year of total nudity. If I so much as see a stitch of clothing on either of you. I'll have it stripped from you, lashed with the raspe, and strung up by your thumbs, understand my sweet nymphs?”
“Yes, Master.” Both of the girls spoke at the same time.
“Good. Now we'll move on to deal with your free thinking breasts...”
“M-Master, please don't punish my breasts anymore; they're so sore from being whipped and the intense exposure...”
“You really do have a smart ass attitude.”
“Please, Master, I...”
“Shut up! Straighten up! Now, go over and stand beneath that overhead beam, raise both of your wrists to it.” In silence, Nita slowly walked over to where a cross-beam in the overhead hung low enough for her to raise her arms, placing her wrists against the beam. Using a length of rope, he first tied one of her wrists and then the other in place. He motioned for her to spread her legs, which she did. When he finished tying her up, she stood in a similar position to her earlier one on the deck, naked and spread-eagle.
“Adria go and stand in front of her. I want you to watch as I punish her mindless breasts.”
“Yes, Master.” As Adria passed by Nita she had to turn a bit sideways allowing her nipples to brush the side curve of Nita's right breast; the two girls were about the same height.
“Watch it, Adria.”
“Sorry Master.”
Hestus went to a special closet in his cabin, and sorted through some of the items in it. He found what he was looking for and shut the closet. Swinging about, it made a sifting 'WHIT' sound as he sliced the air. It was a wire thin device, consisting of several strands of such suppleness that almost looked alive. It appeared to be made of several strands of metal wrapped in a coating of rubber from Africa; about five feet long, inset to a wooden handle, that was covered with a leather grip. Working it about, made Nita strain around to look back over her shoulder, trying to get a peek at it. When she saw it, she squirmed a bit uneasily, which of course caused her breasts to judder and shimmy, and made them look even more out of control. Stepping up behind her, Hestus rubbed his cock against the crack of her ass, forcing her to arch her back slightly, so that he could feel her ass better. He took the whip and brought it around her gripping both the handle and the ends, with an up and down motion, he rubbed it over her firm pear shaped tits. Exciting her nipples to full erection, “Do you know what this is, my slave girl with your uncontrollable breasts?”
“No, Master, I've never seen it before, sir.” He looked at Adria, she closed her eyes and lowered her head. “It seems she knows what it is, don't you Adria?”
“Y-yes, Master.”
“Well why don't you tell your friend about it or would you prefer I demonstrate it on you first?”
“Yes, Master, I'll tell her...”
“No, I think a simple demonstration will do first; turn around and raise both of your arms above your head.” With a visible shudder, she turned and did as she was ordered. Her bronze back was now toward Nita and her Master. “Hold your hair up with your arms, Adria.” She gathered her hair, holding it up, doing this made her shift her weight slightly causing her legs to casually spread apart. This proved to be a mistake for which she paid an immediate price by receiving a quick upward stroke of the thing on her smooth quim. It made a red lace that disappeared into the folds of her sex.
“HOWER-OWER-OW! OH, M-MASTER PLEASE...”
“The next time, wait until I tell you to spread your legs. When you do it with out being told, you look obscene. I will punish you when you're obscene, understand? Be thankful I don't have you on deck tomorrow up by your ankles while Eboneebus uses this on that smooth sex of yours!”
“Y-y-yes, m-m-Master...”
“Now, spread you legs and stand proper. I won't hit your clit with this next one.” She did as ordered; while Nita stirred uneasily, her breasts swayed with apparent provocation. He stepped toward Adria and adjusted his position. With a no nonsense side arm stroke he brought the device easily around slicing the air with a “WHIRRUP' noise. It contacted Adria at the side curve of her right breast; snaked itself across her nipples and finished on the side curve of her left breast, falling away as quickly as it struck. For a split second, there wasn't any visible mark; then as quick as a wink, almost as if by magic, a series of red welts rose up in its wake; almost the exact size and diameter of the strands themselves.
Adria stomped her right foot up and down in place, shaking her head with her hands still holding up her hair. Opening up her mouth, she sucked in and let out her air quickly; Hestus noticing that her breasts swayed side to side just a bit, as she gasped, “N-NA-AAA!”
“That'll do, Adria, you may turn around.”
Nita saw a vivid red line going from the side of Adria's one breast to the side of her other breast, passing directly over the twin nipples. She sighed to herself relieved that they weren't split; her eyes went to the cleft of Adria's bare sex, where she could see similar red lines disappearing from about six inches above her cleft going inside of it. This sight made her wince enough to take a quick suck in of air, “Ssss.”
“Now, Adria, tell Nita what this is...”
“In Egypt when a female slave is disobedient to her Master or mistress they use this on her. It's called a Lace, supposedly getting its name from the vivid welts it leaves on a girl's skin; even when used on a dark skinned girl, like a Nubian, the marks are plainly visible. Usually, the welts take a while to heal, which adds to the girl's humiliation, as she is made to go about her duties completely naked; thus allowing everyone to see the shameful lacing that she'd received. It hurts something awful when it's used on a girl's breasts and sex, as she is, of course, whipped in the nude.”
“There Nita, you now have a name for this thing, a lace. I'm sure your breasts deserve a lacing for their disobedient actions, now don't you?”
“Oh, Master...” Her eyes began to water.
“Now, no whimpering or pleading, here I'll put a gag on you; Adria get me the shinny bit gag.” It was done, and Nita began working her tongue against the shinny metal of the bit.
“You're a grown up girl, Nita and I know you can take a lacing so get ready...” It was all that he said to her until after he'd laced her with twenty six wicked slices from the thing. Each one seeming to find new skin to streak, those lovely pear shaped breasts of hers and the smooth cleft of her sex, bore evidence of the whip's bite. During the whipping, Nita vocalized her grief with a steady series of shrieks, gasps, and whimpers that could be heard in various places on the ship. The women at the oars looked at each other as Nita's wails made shivers run up and down their spine.
When he'd finished lacing her, he examined his work. Glistening with sweat Nita's sniveling shudder made her breasts quiver; he watched them bounce as she heaved and twisted in her bondage. Her body loomed brazenly, displaying the lashmarks in the flickering torch light of Hestus' cabin. There was a knock at the door, Hestus answered, “Yes?”
“It's Marcus.”
“Ah Marcus, come in.” As he entered, the first thing he saw was Nita, with her back to him, she still twisted about in a spread-eagle position. Exposing her fresh lash marks, as Hestus fondled her nudity, he noticed that Adria was on her knees. As his eyes grew accustomed to the cabin's dim light, he saw the thin red welts across Adria's breasts, uneasy he commented, “Hestus... Am I intruding?”
Hestus smiled and seemed a bit out of breath, “Not in the least, I was disciplining Nita's out of control breasts. Come on in, come on around an take a close look at these lovely pear shaped tits of hers...” Marcus looked at Hestus' handy work, her breasts were covered with a network of laces. From the side curves of each breast and all across them, it made him hard to look at them quivering in their exposure. He started to reach out an touch one of them.
“Go ahead, and touch it; they're quite ripe you know.” Marcus smiled as he did, they felt hot and quivered in his hand. Nita's bit chinked as he rubbed his thumbs across her laced nipples, under her breath, she mumbled a faint whimper, “Oh, please, fuck me, please.” The two men didn't pay any attention to her plea.
“Well, Marcus what can I do for you?” Hestus asked as he released Nita, who dropped to her knees.
“It seems my slave girl told me an interesting story...” Marcus related the story Gretchen told him about Adria and the two men, leaving nothing out. It didn't take long for Hestus to react, looking at Adria he simply asked her, “Did Marcus' slave girl tell him the truth?”
She nodded, “Yes, Master...” And lowered her head. The two men looked at Adria, then looked at Nita and back at Adria again. They knew what needed to be done.
Nita was sucking vigorously on Marcus' cock as he looked over to see Hestus give Adria another slice with the lace. She raised upward against the spread eagle bondage imposed on her, letting out a gasping wail, “AAA!” Marcus fondled Nita's scored breasts as he saw Hestus deliver another stroke to Adria, followed by her strain and the guttural gasp, “AAA!”
Marcus reached down and pulled Nita into a position straddling his lap, this allowed her to slide down onto his cock, this girl really needs a lot of fucking, he thought. As she mounted him, he could still see Hestus administer more strokes to Adria's breasts, causing it to slither across her hard nipples and bouncing mounds; it made her jerk and twist as she finished up with an all to familiar wail, “AAA!” Nita and Marcus had moved to a chest that was a short distance from where Adria was being laced by Hestus. Nita spread her legs and again lowered herself down on Marcus' cock, facing him. Her red laced breasts bouncing and undulating against his chest as she rode him. Marcus commented aloud, “Hestus you're right, this randy little bitch sure likes to fuck after she's been whipped.”
Hestus, smiled, but now he just wanted to fuck Adria, so he slid into her from behind as he'd forced her to lean slightly forward. Her pussy was very hot, and she gasped as his cock slid over the red welt he had put there earlier, it was quite a stinger.
Marcus hugged Nita close to him so that he could feel her firm tits press against his chest. He felt her raisin shaped nipples rake against his as they flattened against him. “They're so hard, girl...” Marcus whispered in her ear as she rode his cock, whispering back in his ear, she asked, “Can you feel the welts sir? The ones where my Master had laced me...”
“Yes, a little...” He breathed in her ear, he felt Nita wince as he heard another slice of the lace on Adria's nudity; in the brief still that followed, he could hear the creaking stress on the ropes holding Adria's wrists, then her single breathy gasp, “AAA!”
“Position yourself, slut, you made my cock slide out!” Voiced Hestus with anger in his voice, as Adria palpated between strokes of the lace.
“Yes, Master. Sorry, Master...”
Nita shimmied her breasts lightly against Marcus, whispering in a seductive voice, “Oh, sir, when you hug me, the ridges across my breasts hurt more...” Sighed Nita in a girlish whimper. Marcus hugged her a bit tighter and she whimpered again, “Oh.” He whispered back into her ear, “Does your clit hurt from the wedge?” She nodded with a little girl look on her face, trying to act coy, “Y-Yes, sir, and it's throbbing right now, may I come now, sir?”
“I'm almost there myself, I'll tell you when...” Nita gasped in response, “Ah, sir...”
Hestus had re-entered Adria, and was plowing her wet cunt, he brought his hands up and felt the ridges over her breasts. Taking each of her nipples between his thumb and finger, he squeezed, she opened her mouth, squealing, “A-A-AH! Ha-a-ah! OH! OW-A-AH-OW-OH! Oh...”
“Don't come yet, you little whore!” She was quivering against him, thrusting her ass firmly toward Hestus' deeply buried cock. Using a twisting, turning motion, he rotated her nipples back and forth. This propelled her to new heights and sounds, “OH! AH! OW-A-AH! Oh! AH! H-a-ah! HOW-OW-OWEE!” Hestus felt the tip of his cock rubbing against her inner matrix, and every time it rubbed her she'd give off a chirping little gasp, “Oh!”
Then something really felt strange to him, and it was as if that part of his cock suddenly connected with a pair of small puckered lips. Like the tip itself was being suck on by her insides. He felt his balls swell, knowing it was time for this girl to receive him, he spoke softly, “You may come now, Adria.” She didn't need a second invitation, with a flood of energy, she bucked back against him gasping and moaning all the while. Like a surging tide, his cock squirted out his come, flooding her love nest with his pure white seed.
Marcus had released such a jet of come into Nita that she thought she was setting on a fountain. With her eyes rolling as she bounced in his lap thinking to herself, 'It's no wonder that little blonde cream puff of a slave girl of his has a swollen tummy. If he keeps pumping me like he must have done to her, then I'll be going about my work with a swollen belly for sure.' Her mind continued to wander, 'I'd better be careful, or I'll end up like Bunny did, down at the oars with my clit tacked to a rail.' Luckily for both girls they were on the out side of their cycle. A few more days and both of them would be growing melon seeds in their abdomens.
“Marcus, Adria's about the rangiest fucking bitch I've had the pleasure of dipping into in a long damn time.”
“Your Nita can get me excited with just a feel of her tits rubbing against my chest.” She rested her head on Marcus' shoulder while his cock was still lodged inside of her wet pussy. He could feel her breasts rise and fall against his chest. He continued, “They feel a lot like full, melon sized wine bladders rolling around against my chest...”
“I'd say both of these girl's have fairly well whipped breasts, wouldn't you Marcus?”
“Absolutely, of that there is no doubt.”
“Do you know what really needs some attention, though my friend?” Hestus rubbed his jaw.
Marcus shook his head, “These girls look pretty well whipped, Hestus...”
“Take a good look at Adria's ass here, and then take a good feel Nita's ass; what's missing?”
Marcus felt Nita's ass cheeks, “Pretty smooth, except for a line or two made by your man's raspe.”
“Okay, but what's missing are more lines! Now, here's what we'll do, we'll put them together face to face, they love it like that, then I'll put this.” He goes over to his closet, opens it, and takes out a shinny curved piece of metal in the shape of a large penis only on each end; “Double thing inside of them and we'll switch their asses as they fuck each other.”
Marcus stared at Hestus with a look of 'how do you think of these things' on his face, “Count me in...” In a few moments, Nita was against Adria and both girls being about the same size, made it an easy matter to slide the double thing into each of them. They both voiced out a girlish sigh, “Hum-m-m-ah.”
In even fewer moments, two fine asses were presented along with an equal number of sexes well stuffed. Hestus put away his lace and took out two round birch switches. He tested both of them, one at a time; it made a sharp “SWUP” as he sliced it in the air. The two girls whimpered and cringed; it had been decided by a coin toss, which Hestus won, who would switch who and when. Adria would be switched by Marcus and Hestus would switch Nita.
Nita's ass was noticeably round and plump, an absolute delight for the switch with its golden brown, apple butter skin with two thumb sized dimples above each cheek. Adria's ass was just plain nice; bulging out below two sweet dimpled cheek loaves that'd baked to a deep bronze in the Roman sun. The girls stood face to fact with their asses thrust outward, their breasts pressing together, nipple to nipple, and bulging like two pairs of wine filled bota-bags all ready for the switch.
The two men admired the girls' bondage, pointing out the symmetry of their breasts. Using his fingernail, Hestus flicked first Nita's nipple, then Adria's causing the two girls to whimper as they shifted about on the thing between their legs. Marcus using both hands, fondled their breasts and nipples, agreeing with Hestus about their round firm qualities. He could feel the ridges which formed as a result of the lace whipping the girls had received on their breasts. Squirming about in their bondage, he saw where the red welts would disappear around each girl; mainly where their breasts and sex were touching.
“Are you ready Marcus?” Hestus asked while Marcus took up position and nodded he was ready, then snapping his fingers, Hestus stopped and went over to his cabinet, smiled “Oops, I almost forgot, the double gag.” Hestus showed it to Marcus, it was the likes of which he had never seen before. The thing was made out of wood and carved on each end in the shape of a penis; he placed it so that each girl had to stuff a wooden penis in her mouth with a piece of leather holding their heads together.
“Ingenious, Hestus!” Marcus was genuinely impressed.
“Now, I think we're ready Marcus.” Hestus nodded assuredly this time. “How about you two, ready?” Hestus looked at them. They looked first at their Master, then at Marcus. They rolled their eyes and crisped up their foreheads and for a second they both tried to nod; but found that not to be a good idea. From behind the deep throated gag of each of them came a subdued, “Ump Humph...”
Marcus nodded for Hestus to begin with the first stroke, which sliced through the air and with a `WHIRRUP' as it landed across Nita's plump ass. It made a small indentation where it'd hit, then it just seemed to bounce off. Rolling her eyes, Nita raised her right foot then her left one trying to shake it off. It was a stinger, but it took this switch a lot longer to raise a welt than the stinger did. Trying to toss her head back was thwarted by the gag, so instead, from deep in her throat came a short choking sound, “HAA! O-OWA! OH-CACK! OHH, AAA! HOWWOW-A!” Her cheeks bulging on each side of her face.
“Your turn Marcus.” He put his hand on Adria's ass, at which she made an involuntary stir: raising his switch on high, he brought it down with a quick 'WHIRT' onto the upper slopes of her ass catching her just a little way below her two dimples. Like Hestus' stroke, it made a quick dent and the popped back up leaving her two cheeks looking good as before. The welt formed after a bit, but unlike Nita, Adria tried to raise both of her feet almost at once. Nita just hated her for doing that as all it did was cause a sudden up thrust of that metal thing to push hard against her matrix. The girls voiced their hurts at the same time making a series of gagging, choked unintelligible words. “AAAH-AH!” Squealed Anita, followed by Nita's gagged protests, “OW-A-OWCH! STA-PIT! DOW-N'T-FRUST! OH...”
“Soo-ray... It hurt...” Nita tried to speak.
“Wheeww...” Adria rolled her eyes. For Nita, the metal thing pushing against her insides, made her thrust her ass outward, ready for Hestus' switch. His next hit was lower down, but just how Nita kept from thrusting her hips out on that one, no one will ever know. It was such a stinger, making a wet sounding 'WHIT' as it sliced into the two lower cheeks of Nita's bottom. Nearer to her sex than she cared to feel it, which made her twist a bit, but not enough to punish Adria with that steel prong. Her ass cringed up a bit as her muscles grew tight after the stroke. She spat out a series of ooo's and ow's from behind her gag, “OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW! HOOO...”
“Watching these two is such a delight, don't you think so, Marcus? The way they stumble about trying not to hurt each other, but still shake off the pain of the... Switch.” As he said the word 'switch' he used the very tip to score a flick on Nita's right nipple. The two girls shifted against each other, causing their breasts to slither about; rubbing together this way and that. Sometimes, in this action, they would fully expose a nipple or a pair of nipples, making them targets for a flick from the waiting switch. These occasional hits would make one of the girls jump, which in-turn cause a sharp jolt to her companion's sex, or teeth if she bit down on the gag.
The switching of these two girls eventually reached the high number of twenty nine. It was on the thirtieth stroke that the two men decided to do them both at once. Hestus forgave his two slaves for not asking permission to cum. In their unique gag, he couldn't have understood them anyway. What did transpire was a climax for the pair of them that clearly indicated these two were forever sisters in slavery. Heads bobbed back and forth on the gag. Their hips worked the metal prongs long enough to cause it to become quite warm to the touch. Gloriously bare breasts with their exquisite hard nipples friction against each other in a wet exchange of passion. The sounds coming from behind the gags defied all reason, in what could be said, was the language of womanly love.
“This made me hard again, Marcus, how about you?”
Marcus' cock was again standing at full attention, “By the gods, Hestus, yes let me at her!”
“Yeah, let's fuck'um again!”
“I feel like fucking her for so long, her belly would just swell up against me, here and now!” Marcus added.
“Okay, we'll let'um down first...” As the two men undid the slave girls, they could feel their erections growing harder by the moment. Marcus put Adria on the bed and mounted her so he could feel her breasts against his chest. Hestus sat over on the chest, then Nita sat on his lap, slipping his cock inside of her. Marcus was right, Hestus thought to himself, she really has large firm breasts.
After the two men had finished their second round of fucking these two slave girls, the air had become quite warm in the cabin, Hestus ordered Nita to open up a couple vent ports. The sea breeze felt good and it refreshed the air. Feeling thirsty, Hestus sent the girls for wine. It was on this errand, that the girls bumped into Francis and Drake near the forward storage locker.
The two men were still quite naked and very sunburned. Their cocks were stirring to life as they halted the two nude slave girls. Francis smiled at Adria, “Where are you going in a such a rush, girl?”
“Master has sent us for wine, so step aside, Francis and we'll be on our way...” Adria motioned to him. Francis grabbed Adria in his arm at the level of her breasts, “Not so fast, Adria, I'd say from the looks of it, he's been using a lace on you. Both of you...”
“So he has... Will you please move aside...” Using his obvious strength, Francis forced Adria to her knees, with her face at the level of his cock, he stroked her hair, then took a fist full, “Suck on it first, you little slave-bitch, it got sunburned because of you...”
Adria replied in a smart ass tone of voice, “Really? It did? Oh poor cockie-pooh, him couldn't protect himself from the mean ol'sun?” Adria was getting wound up as she took Francis' cock her in her hand and talked to it like it had an intelligent life of its own, “Cockie-pooh, couldn't get any shade like my little clittie down there, setting on that nice comfy black sharp wedge. Aw, how awful, 'dose mean old Romans, anyway...” With the word anyway, she yanked hard on Francis' cock making him jump, “AH, OW, you bitch!” Adria was on her feet in a second, with her hands gripping his sac, “Don't you call me bitch, you bastard! If I had my druthers, and I could keep it preserved, I'd cut these off, and keep them for Nita and I to have fun with late at night. I'd toss you over the side in a minute. Are you so damn blind that you didn't see what happened to me,..?”
“Or me!?” Nita snapped.
“Hestus likes to play with us. You two he punished, but with us, he puts us up in the rigging because it makes this, “She squeezed him again, making him groan, “Get hard watching us sweat it out!”
Now you to bastards, get on your way...”
Francis grabbed Adria's wrist and wrenched it behind her back and grabbing her hair again, he forced his cock into her mouth, “I saw the both of you get it, and that made me hard, now you shut up and do me with your mouth... Drake do her...” He looked at Nita as he began to slam his cock into Adria's waiting mouth.
Drake watched him a minute as he took Nita by her heir, forcing her onto her knees. He fondled her breasts a moment and with a stupid look on his face he asked, “Hey, why do you always get to do it with Adria..?”
Francis rolled his eyes as he just about finished forcing his cock into Adria's mouth, “Whaddya mean?”
“You know, do it with her and all...”
“Do what?” He stopped moving her head up and down on his cock.
“You know, fuck Adria in the mouth. You want me to force this one down and do it to her after you've already got Adria down and she's easy to do it with...” The two women look at each other. Adria slowly shakes her head, Nita leans over to Adria, “Are they always like this?”
“Afraid so...” Adria shrugs.
“Listen, Drake, I said to do the blonde... Oh, shit, here, you do Adria and I'll do the blonde...” He goes over and grabs Nita by her hair, her breasts sway loosely about. Drake looks at Nita's breasts as they undulate and bounce as Francis starts to put his cock into her mouth; just as it begins to go in, Drake pipes up again, “Wait a minute. Who said I didn't want to do the blonde?”
“You did a moment ago!” Francis pointed out.
“I did not. What I said was why do you get to do Adria all the time?”
Francis rolls his eyes, “Okay, look pal, you do the blonde and I'll do Adria.”
He moves back to Adria and starts to put his cock into her mouth, cautiously as it's sunburned and he doesn't want her to scrape her teeth on it.
“Maybe I want to do them both?”
“WHAT!?”
“You know, both of them...”
“At the same time?”
“Yeah, at the same time, yeah...”
“You idiot, only an idiot would try to put his cock into two girls' mouths at the same time!”
“I'll bet you've never tried it!”
“I'll just bet I haven't either.”
“Never tried it!”
“Haven't either!”
“Never tried it!”
“Haven't either!”
Nita rested back on her heels, shaking her head, and looking over at Adria, “Is it us? I mean from what we've been though, it's obvious that we've been ridden hard and put away wet.”
Adria rocked back onto her heels, “No, we could be new vestal virgins and... Nope no difference.”
Nita scratched her head, “I've heard stories about these two...”
“Adria smiled, “They do know how to fuck.”
Nita smiled back, “You could have fooled me.”
While the two argue and poked each other in the shoulders. The two women stood up, shrugged their own shoulders and left. They scurried down the passageway to the food lockers, each of them grabbing a cool bota-bag full of wine. Closing the hatchway, they smiled and returned back the way they came. As they rounded the corner both of them could hear the twins still arguing, Nita's eyes grew large. They walked pass the two, looking back over their shoulders and giggling, as the two men continued to poke each other, “Never tried it!”
“Haven't either!”
“Never tried it!”
“Haven't either!”
Adria could hear their voices fade behind her. Nita was right on her heels as they reached Hestus' cabin, knocking, they heard a firm, “Enter.” The two women knelt and handed each Master a bota of wine, they were breathing hard from quick stepping.
Hestus rubbed his jaw, “What kept you?” Adria looked at Nita and back at her Master, “The wine is cooler in the forward locker, Master.” Nita quickly added, “We went there to get it, sir.”
Hestus stood up and went to his closet and took out the lace, he fingered it as he ordered, “You two stand up, each abreast about three feet apart, use both hands to lift your hair up. All right now, spread your legs wide and face Master Marcus with your backs toward me.” They did as he told them to do, no questions or words were spoken or needed to be. Hestus used a quick side arm stroke on each girl that coiled itself around her bare breasts, just as quickly falling away making a wet, 'THWICK' sound as it struck each of them. Lacing their striped twin cones with another fiery series of red welts. The two girls each tossed their heads back and gasped, “AAA!”
“Lying little sluts! You two went forward in hopes of meeting up with the twins, didn't you?” He gives each of them another slice with the lace. This one squarely across both pairs of nipples, making each girl dance about, hopping on her toes, causing their well laced breasts to bounce up and down. “OW! OH! AH! AAA!”
“Stay in position while I converse with Master Marcus.”
“Yes, Master...” Replied Adria, and with a quiver in her voice, Nita responded, “Y-yes, m-Master...” Two men chatted while the two naked slave girls stood at attention with their chests stuck out, and their breasts shivering and swaying. Their hands holding up their disheveled hair and long lovely legs spread wide; wide enough to expose each of their clit's peeking out from between the lips of their bare clefts. Lifting up the lid to the chest, Hestus reached over for a bag of coins that were inside of it. He took out nine gold coins, and handed them to Master Marcus, commenting aloud, “Here, Marcus, is the gold that this one literally stole from you. The only thing that is keeping her from six months at the oars, pegged, is the fact that Gretchen actually gave her the coins. Even-though, Adria and those twin jugheads of mine, would have toasted them out of your poor girl anyway. You know, Marcus, they remind me of those two idiot clowns in back in Rome... Oh, damn what are their names?” Hestus had a brain fart that really bothered him
good.
Marcus snapped his fingers trying to recall, then it struck him, “Oh, yeah, I know, a, a, Bevectus and Anuspate!” “Yeah, that's them, a couple of real cream-puffs. Did I ever tell you about the funny thing that happened on the way to the forum one time, you know, about the joke they pulled on one of the Senate messengers? That was something else, what they did was uncoupled his horses and put them backwards on his chariot. So when he came out from the Senate, and climbed into it, he was staring into the horses eyes. Geese, these guys quickly showed up and tried to explain to everyone in the forum just what had happened. None of it made any sense.”
“I remember you telling me that, you were in port for that loan thing and I think you told me about that blonde slave girl thing; okay, so they're the two!” Marcus recalled and really not wanting to hear about it again, motioned he understood.
“Well, these two aren't much better. The only thing that really pisses me off, is that these two girls want to fuck with them all the time. I plan to send those twins to the oars for a while, it'll do 'em good. As for this one, I expect her to repay me plus one additional gold piece for my inconvenience...” Just as he spoke that word, a gold coin dropped out of Adria's wet sex. It rolled over and bumped Marcus on his bare foot wobbling down to a flat rest.
Reaching down and picking it up, he looked closely at it “What is this dropping from her insides, has she become the slave that laid the golden coins? Why, ho, Hestus, this is the coin that fell between the crack that I told you about. You know, the one with the center out of it where it was struck with an arrow, look!” He holds the coin up so that he could see through it.
Hestus looked at it, scratching his head and wondering to himself, was this what he felt when he fucked Adria earlier? He scratched his jaw, and shrugged. Adria looked a bit surprised at it, as this was that metal thing she must have felt Francis ram into her the night they fucked in the moonlight. She winced muttered to herself, “Oh, when will it end?”
Nita rolled her eyes toward Adria and whispered softly, “What did you say?”
“Nothing, shhh.” For a second, Hestus looked a the women then rubbed his jaw, moving back towards them, he started peeking through the hole in the coin, with a smile on his face, which quickly became a frown, and with a quick side arm stroke he christened Adria's breasts with another scald. She tossed her head back, “AAA!” While she was gasping, he did a twin to it across Nita's breasts making them swayed from side to side as he pulled the lace away. She tossed her head back, “NAAARGH!” It was all the two women could do to keep their positions, holding fast but weakly. Both of them voicing a mixture of oh's, ah's, gasps and hisses. “That'll be another gold piece you'll owe me.” Hestus was definitely not happy with them. “You know what I'm going to do with these two, Marcus, when we get to Flavious' Island? I'll allow him the use of these two as entertainment, you know put the two of them up for a whipping competition; just to start the repayment process. Yes, I think these two are now sisters in slavery, a big tittied blonde and a dusky brunette. You know what I mean, kind of helping each other out of a mess, what do you think Marcus?”
“Ummm, indeed, Flavious might take an interest in them; as slave girls, and not as Amazons.”
“Here is what they'll do to get my gold back, I'll have Eboneebus whip each of them with a bet on who will faint first. Oh, they'll be hung up on display at the dock's cross as a spectacle. I'll oil them down and let them scorch in the hot Sun for a while with Nita's hard pear shaped breasts raking against Adria's dark cork shaped nipples...” With that last word, Hestus circled the lace around Adria's breasts again. It wasn't a hard stroke, just a little foot stomper of a hurt. She tossed her head back and opened her mouth letting out a sudden choking gag, “NAAA! GHAK!” Nita's stroke made her breasts bounce and sway side to side, shaking her head a bit, she spit out a female squeal, “EEEYYYAAA!”
“I know, Marcus, I'll let the spectators whip them, five strokes each for one silver piece...” Hestus had delivered his final two strokes with the lace for the evening. The first one to Adria when he'd said 'whip them' and the second to Nita when he'd said, 'strokes'. He motioned for them to relax, and the two girls danced about with their hands over their breasts 'oooing' and 'aching' all the while.
“Goodnight Marcus, see you in the morning.”
“Goodnight, Hestus, and thanks for the fun...” He smiled as he closed the door to Hestus' cabin behind him. He could hear a hand strike skin just as he started to enter his cabin, he looked and smiled.