Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 6

... Still, that was Cera’s concern, not hers. Half an hour later, Mercia was serving them a delicious lunch in the adjoining dining room. Red wine was now being poured and both women were getting quite merry. From time to time, Flavia thought of Xena hanging in burning, muscular agony. Serve her right, she said to herself. When Flavia returned to her quarters after an absence of some two and a half hours, she saw that Xena had fainted. An Overseer was summoned and she was lowered and revived. She knelt, trembling with dread, before Flavia. How many more hours of torment was she going to have to endure? It was only just past mid-afternoon. When Flavia smiled at her, she saw that the young woman was a little tipsy... and that frightened her even more. Semi-d***ken young women were worse than sober ones. “Now,” drawled Flavia, “what shall we do with you this afternoon, eh?” She paused but obviously expected no answer from Xena. “I think I’ll have you fucked, but that can wait for later on.” She paused again. “I think it might be amusing,” she resumed, “to watch you fuck yourself.” Xena was slightly puzzled by this statement but, when Flavia handed her the large dildo which had been thrust up her earlier, she understood what was intended. A new humiliating experience awaited her. “Stick that up your cunt, slave,” grinned Flavia, “then work it in and out. It was a disgusting thing to have to do and Xena found herself f lushing with a combination of anger and embarrassment. “Go ...

... on... get it in... right in, slave...” said Flavia. There was no way Xena dare disobey. She opened her thighs and positioned the big knob of the dildo against her sex lips. She f***ed in the knob. Oh it was a horrible, horrible thing to have to do! “Come on, slave, shove it up. Or do you want some encouragement?” Flavia picked up her whalebone switch and flexed it menacingly. That threatening gesture was sufficient for Xena. She certainly did not want to feel that again! Moaning, she f***ed the dildo deeper and deeper in until it would go no further. Just the balls of the device dangled from her. Oh how big it was! She saw Flavia grinning almost impishly at her. Oh how she hated that girl! “Nice?” she enquired. Xena shook her head. “N-No... My Lady... not... really ...” “Prefer the real thing, eh?” What best to answer? “Y-yes, My Lady,” said Xena. “Ah well, you mustn’t be impatient, slave. All in good time. You should be thankful for what you’ve got already. Now work it!” Xena withdrew the dildo then pushed it back in again. She did this several times but quite slowly. It was painful. She was dry and unwelcoming to this disgusting object. “Faster,” said Flavia. Shuddering, Xena worked the thing faster. She didn’t think she’d ever be able to bring herself to orgasm with it, which she knew was what Flavia wanted. I’ll have to fake it, she thought. Yes, that’s what I’ll have to do. But not yet. “Faster still,” said Flavia. Xena began to push in and out as fast as she could. It was ...