That's when the flogging starts again, the inside of my thighs, my sexe...
I scream at every impact! They decide to shut me up and put a strong ball gag on me; my screams become throaty cries; I beg, I plead for mercy but nothing helps: they reply that they don't understand what I'm saying (inevitably, with the gag on!) ...
After about thirty blows, they stopped the torture ...
Judith tells me that it's not over yet: another torture awaits me, the wooden horse!
Having detached one of my feet from the heavy iron bar, Judith ordered me to step over the horse and reattached the bar; the weight made the pain worse but, suddenly, I saw Judith naked, climbing onto the horse in front of me!
Our friend fixed the same bar to her feet and then, having put clamps on each of our nipples, she connected them with a short chain, so that a movement of one caused the nipples of the other to elongate!
Then she starts whipping Judith on her shoulders and bottom, and we both look at each other, so proud of each other, so in love!
Our nipples constantly stretched by each other "s movements, our clits, our sexes crushed by the weight of our bodies and this bar that pulls us down, all contribute to a shared orgasm, to this communion of our two "little deaths" that make us in a deep exctasy ...
Voilà ! After such a session, we need of a soft and long rest, each of us into the arms of the other !
I love you so much my Judith !!!
Messaline on January - 24/2024