He greeted me enthusiastically "Greetings my Lord Amesworth at last we meet. I have heard much about you in the past weeks, and it seems that with you... success you have made many enemies, some of whom have the Queens ear. Her Majesty is not well pleased with you, having cancelled your proposed betrothal to Lady Anne-Marie Archer, who incidently has recently lost her father."I confirmed that he had been in poor health when I had last had news of him."Oh by the way my Lord. I have just received a. Without giving her a chance to swallow it all he plunged into her throat watching piss dribble out of the corners of her mouth. It reminded him of the last time his frat buddies had come to town and they decided to see how many loads she could keep in her mouth.On the bed Scott ate Jez out until she came before flipping her over. Grabbing their cat o nine he whipped her until her bottom was a nice shade of red. Then switched to his palm for good measure. Today Scott was going to finally turn. I looked on in terror as he went between my legs. He rubbed my vagina before pinching my clitoris. I screamed louder as he placed the third clamp on my clitoris. My body was being overloaded by the pain.He then lowered some cables from the ceiling. My terror increased as he tied one to each of the clamps. He then rotated a handle to raise the cables again. I looked on disbelievingly as the cables tightened and started to pull on the clamps. I watched my nipples and clitoris stretch and strain. As if to prove this assertion, Serge proceeded to fuck the boy, repeatedly, for the rest of the night.The next morning, when the rest of the boys came back to camp, Terry didn’t know what to do. If he complained about Serge r****g him, all the other boys would find out about the ‘pussy’ Terry now had between his legs and that would be so embarrassing and humiliating. Terry could just imagine the looks he’d get from then on and the muttered slurs some of the boys were bound to make whenever.