Ordeal of the Redheaded Gypsies. Pt 8
Arik and Jona dragged the unconscious Karen to the jail, the girl had not stirred since they had cut her free from the whipping post. They did not take her to either the outdoor cell that housed the gypsies the previous night, nor did they take her to the large inside cell. They instead took her to the small room in the rear section of the jail but not before Arik had his assistant lock the doors from the inside. The boy had inquired why, but was told only that there was important they had important business with the Young Gypsy and must not be interrupted.
Once inside and the doors secured, the two men bent the girl facedown over a heavy wooden table. They secured her wrists to the table legs on one side and her legs to the table legs on the other side.
They wiped the blood from her body with wet rags. Arik could see the look on Jona’s face as the young woman’s position gave him an unobstructed look at the exposed cunny. “Boy have you ever lain with a woman” asked Arik. “”No sir” the boy replied “ I have not. I know not what to do. My father died when I was but a babe and I have no brothers. I always feel so very nervous when I see a pretty lass.” The girl on the table began to stir. The large man reached for the girls labia spreading the lips with his fingers. “ This is where your rod goes when it is good and hard, Jona. You pump your hips back and forth, hard and fast, until your rod spews forth its seed.”
Jona stood back as Arik dropped his britches and exposed his turgid member. He watched in awe as the big man grabbed the welted hips of the bound beauty and drove his swollen rod deep into the opening he had just fingered. Jona could hear the slap of flesh on flesh as again and again Arik drove into The Gypsy. Arik told the boy “ When you find a girl who you want to be your wife, you take her nice and easy. Gentle like” he said as he slowed his thrusting tempo, “ but if it’s a whore like this your bedding…well they likes it rough, so go at it with a fury”. With that he thrust so hard into her, he lifted the table off the floor with every thrust.
The girls eyes opened and she moaned in pain as the wounds on her back that had started to clot began to bleed anew. “ A sweetheart will want some tender kisses and have you caress her bubbies. But a bitch like this gets more fiesty if your give her tits a good squeeze and pinch her nubbins hard like .” Aril reached under Karen, taking a breast in each hand and squeezed tightly with his powerful grip. The gypsies head shot up and she squealed in pain.
. Arik took advantage of her movement to start pinching her nipples. Nipples that had been punished by the tip of the lash only minutes before. This brought forth a scream as the young woman pulled at her bonds, bucking and wiggling, opening her wounds even more.
Arik thrust harder. He pinched and twisted the tender nipples even more viciously. The movements of the girl, her screams, the sight of her bruised and battered body drove him past the point of no return. With a roar and a brutal thrust the big man fired his load deep inside the howling young gypsy beauty. “ Let’s truly wake her before you have your turn Jona boy” Arik said as he doused the girls back with a bottle of alcoholic drink made with grain. She screamed violently as her back burned like the fires of hell.
“ Drop your britches boy, let’s see if you learned anything.” Arik ordered the boy. Jona hurriedly dropped his pants. His penis was rather large for his slender frame. He poked around her opening until he found the right spot and thrust forward. Jona couldn’t believe how warm and slick the opening was. He could feel that same tingle that he felt when he had rubbed his penis with his own hand. This had become a regular activity for the boy upon awakening in the morning to find his rod swollen. But this felt so different, so good. He squealed in surprise as he orgasmed, much to his surprise, after only a few thrusts.
Back on the platform, the twins Lucy and Martha along with Ester writhed on the sharp edge of the wooden horse, their hands tied high above their heads. It was especially painful for Lucy who’s cunny had been lashed so visciously by Jack, the friend of Arik’s .“ What’s the matter ginger hair, your cunny feeling poorly? Maybe I should blister it again with my lash.” Lucy’s sister Martha blurted out “ Let her be you lout, all of you pigs will burn in hell!” Jack responded with three hard slashes of his whip across the already welted chest of the young twin. Martha cried out as the brutal lashes drew some droplets of blood to the poor girls breasts.
“ Stop Jack” whined Barney “She’s mine to stripe, you have your own Gypsy bitch.” “ Then get to it man. Or do you let your women lead you around by the pecker.” Mocked Jack.
More people having heard the commotion began to congregate around the platform once again. Barney, normally timid and not wanting to look too weak decided it was time for him to spring into action. He grasped his whip and stepped directly behind Martha and began raining brutal blows upon her yet unmarked back. The girl lurched back and forth trying to evade the burning kiss of the lash. She cried out in pain begging for mercy for she and her sister. But the lashes kept falling until droplets of could be seen on her now raw and beet red back. Her cunny too was rubbed raw from her efforts to evade the lash. Tears streamed down her cheeks when the whip finally stopped falling, her shoulders heaving as she sobbed. The crowd applauded loudly and Barney smiled as he bowed.
Meanwhile back at jail Karen had reached full consciousness as pain wracked her body. She cursed Arik and the boy unmercifully causing Arik to say
“ Sometimes many lessons must be learned before a bitch shuts her mouth. You see boy there is one more hole back here that needs attention” as his index finger touched her anus. Karen pulled away which was painful in itself. “ No you bastards. I’ve never, you wouldn’t, I’ll kill you” Arik interrupted “ She needs to be buggered. It’s very tight boy. Why don’t you put a little spit on your pecker head. You can loosen her up for me.” Jona moved forward and was just touching the head of his pecker to her anus when the girl blurted out defiantly “ Do what you will you bastards. At least the boy has the pecker of a man not the pecker of a boy like you Arik.” With rage in his eyes Arik knocked the boy aside and brutally forced his dry rock hard penis into her anus until the muscles of her anal sphincter, torn and stretched, gave way. The girls head shot up…the cords in her neck stood out as she screamed pitifully. Arik grabbed the wealted cheeks of her backside and squeezed hard as he began rhythmically slam into her. Each time he plunged into her the girl grunted in pain. She felt like she was being torn apart. He had threatened to do that to her and she felt like he was succeeding.
Mercifully she lost consciousness but that mattered little to Arik as he kept pummeling her from behind. Finally with a mighty roar his pecker spasmed and he felt his release deep inside her bowels. He wiped his member clean with her long red locks. Encouraged Jona to have his turn which he did, punishing her breasts with his fingers as he had seen Arik do, the boy attacked her anal opening with great gusto. The two had bonded that day, the executioner and his young assistant, at the expense of the gypsy beauty. Jona would never forget that special day and neither would the Gypsy called Karen. ( to be continued)
