PART 24
The three miscreants return, Si Lun leading
She has changed her attire. Her oversize breasts are completely
bare. They jiggle and bounce as she strides in on her black leather calf
length boots. The heels are towering and stiletto thin. Her shaven
sex is barely covered by the tiniest of G-strings.
The Colonel and the Sergeant follow along behind ogling Si Lun's provocatively
wriggling buttocks.
Si Lun directs the Colonel over to the overstuffed chair and softly indicates
he should divest himself of his confining garb. She suggests the same to
the Sergeant whose serpent like tongue is already slithering over his lips.
The Colonel unbelts and unzips and drops his military khaki shorts to the
floor, kicking them out of the way. He unbuttons his shirt and pulls it
open. Sitting down in the lounge chair he removes his shoes and socks.
Leaning back he spreads his legs, his tumescent phallus, already standing stiff
and ready for Si Lun. Just thinking of her voracious mouth gives him a
rock hard erection.
The Sergeant too strips down and sits in another chair, waiting for Si Lun to
begin the festivities.
Si Lun looks over at her "guests" and smirks, a dismissive look on
her face. She reaches down and strips down her miniscule g-string,
standing naked in all her beauty and hellish mien.
She turns back to the Colonel and smiles lasciviously, her eyes on his
monumental erection. Bending over his recumbent body she shakes her
fulsome breasts in his face, feeding a turgid nipple to his drooling mouth.
He sucks and tongues it to even greater stiffness, she offers the other peak
and he sucks it too.
The Sergeant watches and fondles his own hard member, stroking it to even
greater hardness and size.
Si Lun drops to her knees between the Colonels spread thighs. She runs
her delicate hands up the insides of his thighs to his groin. The Colonel
groans and pushes his swollen member at her. Si Lun cups his tingling
testicles in her palm, squeezing and jiggling them. With her other hand
she fists the shaft of his throbbing penis, squeezing a stream of juice from
the head. Her eyes glow in desire as she licks her lips, then, dipping her head she licks away the drooling
juice. The Colonels tool is pulsing and swelling even more as Si
Lun opens her mouth and lapping at the knob slides her bright red lips over the
crown, flicking her stud into his urethra.
The Colonel wants to grab her head and drive his swollen cock down her throat,
but he knows that will come in due time. After all he is getting sucked
off by quite possibly the worlds greatest cocksucker.
Si Lun tantalizingly sucks and laps at his quivering penis. Slowly,
as she slides her fist up and down the shaft, she engulfs more and more of the
sweet thrumming phallus into her mouth, sucking and tongue lapping. As Si
Lun leans further and further more of the organ slides into her face, across
her tongue and into her grasping throat. Her strong throat muscles
squeeze and massage the head of the Colonels tool as it penetrates further and
further into her gullet. Si Lun is doing the only thing that gives her
anything close to her rapture when torturing helpless prisoners. Once the
cock is buried fully into her she draws her head back till just the knob is in
her mouth, then swallows the rigid flesh into
her throat again. Over and over she impales her face on the
Colonels rampant tool... Fucking her face with his phallus Si Lun
is in heaven. She sucks and fists his iron hard tool, seeming to swallow
him and his balls all at the same time.
The Colonel is thrashing and flopping like a skewered fish as Si Lun sucks his
very life from him. Fifteen minutes Si Lun gobbles the Colonel's bursting
tool, ten minutes more, then another ten minutes Si
Lun sucks. The Colonel wriggles, panting and gasping, his very soul is being
sucked out through the head of his swollen member. With a roar and moan
the Colonel holds her head fast and cums in her throat. Si Lun gulps and
slurps at the spewing member, sucking his spouting semen into her slavering
mouth and throat. Finally spent he flops back on the cushions. Si
Lun continues to suck and draw every last bit of his spend into her mouth,
swallowing eagerly and licking the little that escaped, from her face.
Sitting back she asks "How was that my Colonel? It was
delicious for me?"
"God woman I think you sucked my balls inside out. I never get
enough of your fabulous mouth."
"I enjoy myself very much my Colonel. You have such a delightful
toy. And it gives the most delicious reward."
The Sergeant has been vigorously masturbating his own impressive tool as he
watched this unbelievable display of cock sucking..
With a shaking voice he shouts and looses his own prodigious load of ball
cream. Before a second spurt is wasted, Si Lun pounces on the Sergeant
and impales her face on his spewing penis, guzzling down the copious spend from
the Sergeants swollen nuts..
The Sergeant slumps back on his own chair and, grinning licks his lips with
that serpentine tongue of his. " Your turn now
milady. "
The Colonel vacates the lounge chair and motions Si Lun to make herself comfortable. She nestles into it's soft confines and drapes her lovely thighs over the
arms, spreading her drooling pussy.
The sergeant kneels between those shapely gams and opening his mouth wide
slurps in Si Luns entire vulva. His long serpent like tongue slithers and
slides up and down the luscious slot, teasing her quivering clitoris.
Taking the bud in his lips he gently sucks as his tongue writhes around the
sensitive morsel. It takes but a few seconds of his skillful machinations
for Si Lun to begin wriggling and squirming under his expert play, humping her
pudendum upwards.
While still suctioning the very core of her sexual sensation his tongue
insinuates it's way into her gaping hole lapping at
her G spot and licking at the walls of her cavern. The tip of the
quivering organ swipes over her cervix, eliciting a wail of unbridled ecstasy
from her lips. Waggling his tongue back and forth, it slithers into
the opening.
Si Lun convulses, and heaving her loins to his face screams, flooding his mouth
with her spend as her entire body shakes and shivers in a cataclysmic
climax. Her thighs clamp onto his head squeezing his voracious mouth to
her pussy, her body arched like a bow as she continues to writhe in orgasmic
rapture.
Finally Si Lun collapses back into the chair, unwrapping
her legs from around his neck and prying his rapacious mouth from her quivering
mound.
"My God Sergeant, your tongue should be licensed as a lethal weapon.
Magnificent, absolutely magnificent."
Si Lun Lay still for several minutes calming her addled libido.
"Enough lounging about! It is time to
rejoin our "guests" to see if they have reconsidered talking to
us."
Their "guests" had looked on in disbelieving disgust at the spectacle
just enacted before them. The nauseating display of perverted sex acts
performed in the presence of their tortured beings was beyond comprehension.
Raul, still hanging in agony with his testicles being nearly
torn from his groin moaned and gasped.
Consuelo, strapped in immoveable strictures, sobbed and trembled.
Jemma hung, her agony piercing her very soul, by the steel collar about her
neck and the binding holding her to the post.
"I think it might be instructive for our two recent guests to see how well
their leader can scream for us, ehh? Move the bitch to the center
Sergeant so they may have an unobstructed view."
The Sergeant unhooked Jemma's metal collar from the overhead ring.
Allowed to rest her weight fully on her feet Jemma's legs were unable to
support her and the Sergeant drug her, moving her to another overhead ring
between Raul and Consuelo. Lifting her to her toes once again he hooked
the chain from the collar to the
ring.
Jemma gurgled and did her best to scream invectives at him. The ball gag
effectively muffled them to unintelligible gabble.
"Sergeant remove that ball and replace it with
one of my steel branks. She will be able to make louder noises for
us."
The Sergeant unbuckled the straps on the harness holding the ball in Jemma's
mouth. As soon as it was removed Jemma, hardly pausing to stretch her
jaws and restore mobility, launched into a stream of screams and invectives
aimed at their torturers.
"Unless you have decided to tell us your detailed plans, I don't wish to
hear anything from you except screams rebel bitch.!"
Before Jemma could reply beyond, "NEVER WHORE!!!" The Sergeant
quickly inserted the hooks of the brank into Jemma's mouth, jamming them behind
her teeth and ratcheting it open till her jaws were close to dislocation.
Her saliva commenced drooling from her open maw, slobbering down between her
breasts. Her attempts at talking were now louder but still
unintelligible.
"Excellent Sergeant! Now spread her.
I don't want her trying to kick as I proceed."
The Sergeant looped ropes around each of Jemma's ankles, the tied them off to
widely spaced rings imbedded in the floor.
Jemma now hung by the barbaric steel collar, her legs spread wide, her abundant
beasts thrust forward by the wooden bar inserted between her back and arms, her
wrists tied to a tight steel band around her waist. Just hanging there
she was in agony.
"Since you seem to be so proud of those mounds on your chest I think we
should resume persuasion there don't you my sweet?"
Jemma merely glared at Si Lun with a look to cut holes in steel. You could
almost hear her saying, "Do your worst you vile creature. You'll get
nothing!"
To Be Continued.....
