Whispering loud, she was deciding to ram hard into Larry to make him faint and stretch in severe pain around her fat cock. “I better let you struggl... to keep your ass-pussy closed”. She whispered, while she eased his legs open wider and fell over his back. Her cockhead was much bigger than Larry’s asshole and he thought, he could keep her out but the force, the pressure kept increasing and his ass muscles began giving up and weaken, letting her in slowly, slowly. “Oh Lord!!! I feel you. It didn’t take but a second to enjoy the sensations. Then she pressed it again and it stopped.“Pleasure is simple, but so is pain.” Red button and suddenly I start to arch my back straining against the straps as my cock started to feel intense pain. If it were not for the gag, I would be screaming and certainly begging for it to stop. And even though it only lasted for two seconds, it certainly felt like longer.“Pain is administered for disobedience. All three of us can give you pleasure,” blue. Her shoulders slumped, her head fell forward, and then ... only blackness.Chapter 31 – Break Point, The Whipping Post, 8:45am May 12th 1864Silence reigned. With the whipping stopped and her interrogation becoming unbearable, Catherine let her conscious self simply fade away and with it the immediate memories of the brutal flogging.Her back was welted, cut and bleeding ... Other parts of her body too. This thug of a soldier had lashed her buttocks and her thighs with as much measure, and. Bitch”Before she could react, he had caught he other hand as well. In a few seconds he held both her wrists in one of his large hands. Her eyes widened and it felt as if her heart skipped a few beats.“If i´m gonna fix your drain, you need to do..thinks for me...you slut...”She gasped. He undid her belt, opened the top button in her jeans.“Please...”He ripped her shirt open all the way. Buttons flew around in the small bathroom. She was trying to get free, but wasn´t very successful. “Stand.