.." James commanded before slapping her protruding butt hard."Aaaahhh..." She screamed. The slap stung her sensitive skin and turned it red. It was de...initely harder than the spanking she got last night.James derived a kind of demonic pleasure out of seeing her wail in pain. He raised his hand high and landed another tight slap on her already stinging butt. Her moans were a mix of pain and pleasure but it was obvious that the pleasure was much more than the pain. The louder she moaned, stiffer. " Continue", you replied....--------------------------------------------------"It was still silence, but I could hear whispers. Then I felt hot breath close to my ear. Your voice saying you where ok, nobody had harmed you, you continued, saying it was two fisher-men, and that they say that we have two choices. They want me to fuck them, or as they say, they will fuck me, kinda rough, and I have to agree and be willing......the other choice is that they tie me to a three, and then they call. Since it was still only April the night was pretty cold butwe didn't dare make a fire. There were a lot of desperate people aboutand the last thing we wanted was to call attention to our location. Whenwe'd eaten, Helmut strung a spool of fishing line at low level aroundnearby trees, the end of which was attached to a small cow bell in thetent. If anyone tried to creep up on us while we slept this wouldhopefully wake us. The tent was military green rather than white, one ofthose single-person. Her hips shook and gently gyrated on his lap. She was milking every last ounce from both of them. He simply held on and buried his face in her chest. Once they stopped moving the chill from their sweat soaked bodies suddenly began to set in. She began to shiver and as her head was resting on his shoulder he heard her whimper softly. He immediately lifted her off of him and sat her on the seat next to him. He scooped up the blanket that they had thought they wouldn’t need and wrapped.