Anna could see who was coming at a distance since her vantage point was on a hill. She saw three young women walking together, and recognized one of t...em as the new girl at the Army base kitchen. She had fucked with her at the brothel a few times. She was young, local and a totally dyke. Anna wanted her. She left her hiding place and stepped out in the middle of the path, facing the three girls walking. They stopped and looked at Anna. “You want to play ?”, asked Anna looking specifically at. Trina closed her eyes again and exhaled, letting her body absorb the heat deep in her most private regions. Her hands flexed as she pulled against the bars holding her body, her feet kicking slightly as she squeezed her vaginal muscles in agony. She gasped and exhaled again, but she did not cry out. She did not want the crowd of bikers to know how much she hurt.The other girl was openly screaming in pain and frustration. Her face was red from the stress exerted on her body. She had managed to. The increasingly huge crowd of women screamed their delight and applauded as the male moaned in a sublime mixture of agony and deeply erotic pleasure as he cried like a baby into the soiled gusset held tight against his face by the hood. His cock now went into spasm uncontrollably as he viewed the smiles, utter derision, and profound pleasure on the faces of the women in the crowd. This intensified both his senses and their total delight as he squirmed out of control and bawled as the whip. Jake was doing all the exciting. . . . .it was his event! Jake exercised all the power. . .I had wanted it that way! As the intensity of the play increased I longed to take the lead myself. . .to exercise power such as I felt. ‘But How?’ I thought. ‘What’s the proper place for a woman in the act?’. I wanted to grab his prick and minister to it as I had been forced to a few months ago. . . but I didn’t. Instead, I reached down to the place where his tool was trapped between our bodies with my.