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Lord of the Flies?
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SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL: LESBIANISM/BONDAGE/INCEST/TEEN
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Copyright 1991 All rights reserved
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You've all read Lord of the Flies? Well, this is the same story only
with girls added into the equation. Boys from a military school, and girls
from a Catholic high school are stranded on an island together. Pretty
soon the girls are learning discipline and pain. And when the boys
discover a local vegetable that makes the girls weak-willed and obedient
they really take command.
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Part Five
When I woke up the next morning, I stared around me in total
confusion. At first, I couldn't remember anything that had happened
at all. Then it all came back to me in a rush. I was lying naked
outside one of the little huts.
Wendy was a couple of feet away from me. She was still
asleep, and she too was naked. I groaned and sat up, looking
around. The little camp looked like the aftermath of some battle.
There were bodies lying around all over the place, all of them were
girls, and all were naked.
My body was covered in bruises and little scratches, and ached
all over. My pussy and asshole hurt the most, next to my jaw, that
is. I got up and staggered the few feet to Wendy, collapsing next
to her, and shaking her awake.
She blinked her eyes in the strong sunlight, the slowly rolled
over and stared up at me.
"Are you all right?" I asked.
She shook her head, and then sat up.
"Oh God." she groaned. "What the fuck happened?"
"Don't you remember?"
"Oh shit! How could I forget?"
She looked around her tiredly.
"No more virgins on this island." she said, then she giggled
and fell backward once more.
"We have to get away before the boys wake up." I hissed.
"What for?" she sighed.
I hadn't expected that question. It momentarily stunned me.
"Do you want to go through that again?" I demanded.
"We can't get away Meghan. None of us knows the first thing
about even surviving on this crummy island. All we'll do is get
lost and die."
"It would be better than this." I glared.
"I don't think so."
"You always were a slut." I said, viciously.
She shrugged.
I got up and moved over to where Penny was laying. She was
already awake. She looked up at me through wide, blinking blue eyes
that were rimmed with red.
"Penny. Come on. Let's get the hell out of here." I whispered.
She looked uncertainly around, and then nodded, and tried to
stand up. She didn't make it on the first try, and I had to help
her. We looked around for our clothes, but couldn't find anything,
and were worried that the boys might show up at any time.
Finally, we decided to just take off as is. We took the path
down to the beach, scurrying as quickly as we could without shoes.
Once on the beach we headed off along the shoreline, scrambling
through the waves so as to leave no footprints for the boys to
track.
"Where are we going to go." she gasped, as we forced our feet
through the water.
"Anywhere is better than there." I replied.
I was afraid of the boys, but more afraid of my own body. I
had felt it's awakening last night, despite my will. I hadn't been
able to really resist. I was worried that my will and mind would be
sapped.
Wendy, who was once the strongest willed girl I knew, seemed
to have given in to the brutal treatment the boys doled out to her.
She even seemed to enjoy it. I knew I would soon follow suit if I
didn't get away. That hot wet tunnel between my legs would take
control and I would be little more than a sexual servant for those
arrogant, egotistical boys.
We walked on for most of the morning. Both of us started
getting real hungry soon, but neither knew much about how the boys
were getting the plants and vegetables we'd all been eating for the
last couple of weeks.
Finally though, we did run across some berries I servant from
yesterday's breakfast. We both gorged ourselves, and then rested by
the beach for an hour or so.
Penny kept cupping her big breasts, which were black and blue
with bruises. The boys had really abused them the other day. Mine
were'nt in much better shape. It seemed that the harder they
squeezed breasts, the more the boys liked it.
"What are we going to do Meghan?" Penny whimpered.
"What if it's true, like the Captain said, and we're never
rescued?"
"We will be." I glared.
"But what if we're not?"
"Don't think about that, because it's not going to happen."
"We can't live out here forever on our own."
"Why not?" I said fiercely.
"We can get stupid berries as well as the boys. We can build
those dumb little huts they built. If those pigs can survive, then
so can we."
With that, I rose and stomped off, not even turning to see if Penny
followed.
We walked as far as we could before getting too exhausted to
continue. Then we made a little nest just inside the jungle,
carving out a little hole from the sand and dumping palm fronds
into it. I found some more berries and we wolfed them down. We fell
asleep easily.
The next day, we got more berries and walked on. I was
determined to find someplace we could camp out together without the
boys finding us. Penny was as unused to exercise as any of the
girls, but endured all the walking with relatively little
complaining. We had to stop often though for her to rest.
She talked about her experience with the boys as we walked.
She'd been overwhelmed by the groping, fondling, rutting males. It
was because of her tits, she said angrily. Several of the boys had
fucked her between her breasts, and all of them had squeezed and
abused them.
"If we ever get out of here, I'm getting breast reduction
surgery." she vowed.
"Maybe you can give them to Annie." I mused.
"That bitch! Did you see her yesterday, wandering around and
laughing at us while the boys raped us?
"I never saw her." I confessed.
"Yeah, well, she was the one that told the Captain to make you
suck his cock." she said.
"Are you sure!" I demanded.
She nodded grimly.
"That fucking whore is really going to get it when we get out of
this."
Something grabbed me from behind and dragged me to the ground.
I heard Penny screaming, and then my arms and legs were pinned down
and a grinning boy knelt above me.
"Hello there baby. Having a nice little walk?" he sneered.
"Leave us alone!" I yelled.
"You got a hope." one of them said. I realized there were half
a dozen of them there around us. Penny was pinned on her back as
well.
"Good work men." one of them said to the others.
"We'll take them back to the Captain."
I was struggling with the boys holding my arms down.
I was turned on my stomach and my hands were pulled behind me
and tied together with strong vines.
"You two bitches have caused enough trouble." one of them
said. I recognized him as one of the boys that had been with Annie
when Wendy had been whipped and sodomized.
His name was Tony, I learned. He tied a long vine around my
throat, and another around Penny's. The two of us were led through
the jungle, naked, with out hands tied behind us. We kept falling
down, the rough jungle trail we were on wasn't very easy on two
people without any shoes.
After a couple of hours, neither I nor Penny could walk much.
Our feet were too covered in cuts and bruises. Tony threw me down
against a low grass hill, cursing in disgust. He turned to one of
the other boys.
"Cunningham, take Mike, and Joey, and go and find us two
strong meat poles."
I didn't know what he meant at the time, and didn't have time
to consider it. One of the boys dropped to his knees beside me and
shoved my legs up against my chest. Then he drove his cock down
into my hot, but dry fuck tunnel.
He grunted and strained as his cock made hard going of the dry
inner walls of my pussy. After several minutes, my hole started to
lubricate, and he got more power into his strokes. I heard Penny
squeal in pain and turned to see her kneeling a few feet away.
Her head was pulled way, way back so her spine was bent and
arched. A boy standing behind her was sliding his cock up and down
between her lips, fucking it right down her throat. Another boy
knelt in front of her. He held her two fat breasts in his hands and
mashed and squashed them around his cock as he thrust it into her
cleavage.
The boy fucking me came, and rolled off, letting my legs drop
back flat on the grass. Another boy took his place, rolling me over
onto my front and then pulling me to my knees. My hands were still
tied behind me, so my weight came down on my head and shoulders,
but he didn't care about that end of me.
My legs were pushed apart and his cock slammed down into my
cunt hole from behind. His hands squeezed tightly around my waist
as he drove his prong into me with long steady strokes. His hips
splatted repeatedly against my buttocks, crushing them, squashing
them.
He pumped furiously, his groin smashing into my splayed crotch
with brutal, jarring force, his prick skewering my tortured cunny.
Then he sprayed his jism down my hole and stood up, sighing, and
doing up his pants.
Another boy knelt behind me and his cock pushed between my
cuntlips and started fucking. Despite my fury and despair at
getting caught, my pussy started to heat up. No matter how I felt,
if my cunt was sufficiently ploughed, it seemed to take on a mind
of its own.
I prayed silently for the boy to finish before I really heated
up and he began feeling my spasming cunt around him. He was in no
hurry though, driving his prong up and down my fuck tube with
deliberate slowness.
I wasn't the only one who wanted him to hurry though.
"Come on Thompson," Tony grunted. "Hurry up and finish with that
twat, we gotta get going."
The one called Thompson grunted, and then sighed. His cock began
moving into me with greater speed. Soon it was sawing back and
forth inside me with enough power to send hot, quaking sensations
through my body.
I could feel my belly burning with the need to cum. I fought
as hard as I could, clamping down my muscles, thinking about things
that were sad, and terrible, like plane crashes, and dead children.
Nothing worked though. I was moving upward into a gale force
orgasm.
Then his jism squirted out into me and he pulled away. I was
left there on my knees, my chest heaving with the effort I was
putting forth to hold back the cum. I hardly realized what was
going on around me until the burning in my loins started to
subside.
My wrists were untied, and then retied in front of me. Tony
wound the vine around and around my wrists to a ridiculous extent.
What did he think I was, Supergirl? He wound another vine
around my ankles, tying them together and then winding about ten
feet of vine around and around them, before tying it together. How
in the hell did they think we were going to walk like this, I
wondered.
The same thing was happening to Penny, and then the boys
there, pulled her legs and hands up in the air and slid a long pole
through them. They lifted the pole, dangling Penny from it like one
of those old movies with cannibals in them.
I wondered for a brief second, wether we were going to be
eaten or something. A second pole was slid between my legs and
hands, and then I too was hauled into the air.
With a boy on each end of the pole, we trudged through the
jungle. To say the position lacked dignity was a massive
understatement. I swung back and forth from side to side, my going
straight up in the air, along with my arms, my head hanging down
behind me, filling with blood. I was extremely dizzy after a while,
but the boys didn't care.
They changed pole bearers every little while. I didn't seem to
be much of a burden to them, as they moved pretty fast. I got so
dizzy from the blood rushing to my head that I started to get
delirious.
The trail we were passing along was overgrown with every
manner of bush and grass. In fact, it was hardly a trail at all.
The boys carried us bouncing and jouncing through tall grass that
was higher than our heads. In my delirious state, the brushing and
rubbing of the grasses against my ass and pussy began to excite my
body.
It was a very gentle caressing kind of movement. The grasses
were swaying back and forth because of the passage of the boys in
front of me. It never would have done more than cause mild
excitement if I had been lucid. But in this state, hour after hour,
it started building up an enormous head of steam in my pussy.
Those horrible, endless rubbing grasses were driving me insane
as they kept massaging my defenceless crotch.
The little flickering brushes were enough to turn my whole ass and
crotch into a hyper sensitive, throbbing mass of quaking flesh, but
they weren't enough to push me over the edge into orgasm.
Instead of cumming, and releasing all that heat, my fires just
kept burning and burning, going higher and higher until my entire
body pulsed and shivered with the passion within me.
I might have gone permanently insane if the boy on the front
of the pole hadn't ignored a low bush in the center of the trail.
It was really beneath his notice, since he just stepped over it. It
was only about a foot or so off the ground.
My ass was only six inches or so off the ground though. As he
carried me forward, the trunk of the little bush, which must have
been several inches around, ran straight into the valley between my
ass cheeks.
It hit dead center against my cuntmound with enough force to
send a furious searing rush of sexual energy through my beleaguered
frame. Instead of going around, he just pulled on the pole, jamming
my crotch against the little bush hard.
I exploded. I screamed at the top of my lungs as my body was
racked by uncontrollable contortions and convulsions. Every fibre
of my body spasmed and flared as that terrible sexual heat was
finally expelled.
He kept pulling and my body eventually pushed the bush forward
and then went through it. It seared a white hot trail down between
my buttocks until it scratched past my anus and was gone.
I made loud and weird noises, or so Penny told me later, and
Tony came back to me and grabbed my head by the hair, jerking it
upright. He obviously thought that I was acting like I was because
of the way my head had been hanging down behind me.
He shoved my head through my arms so they would hold it
upright, and I stared dazedly at my own chest and belly for a
number of minutes while my head reeled with the sudden loss of
blood.
My senses started to come back to me, and I became aware of
the pain in my wrists and ankles. All my weight was being suspended
by the vines around them, and they were starting to cut into my
skin. My hands were already feeling cold from the lack of
circulation.
Not long after that, we were being carried into the center of
the camp. At first I didn't understand this, after all, we'd walked
for almost two days, and here we were back in only a few hours.
It turned out of course, that the island was sort of round.
The Captain had known we would be following the beaches since we
had no shoes, and had sent a party straight through the woods in
either direction to intercept us.
There were cheers from the boys as we were hauled through the
camp. The girls didn't make any sound, except for Annie. She
wandered over to us and grinned maliciously down at me as I hung
there from the pole.
"How nice to see you once again Meghan." she sneered.
The Captain came out of a hut then and stood before us,
glaring down sternly.
"Disobedience can, and will not be tolerated." he said, in a
voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
"These two have wilfully ignored the rules and have caused
hardship for the men who had to search them out and protect them
from their own ignorance and foolishness."
"They must be punished, and the entire community will join in
to chastise them and show them the error of their ways and the
unity of our condemnation."
He gestured and the boys lowered us to the ground, then pulled
the poles out from between our arms and legs. My hands and feet
were untied and I was roughly hauled to my feet before the Captain.
Penny was pushed next to me where she trembled in apprehension.
"And what shall be their punishment?" the Captain said, in a
booming voice.
I felt a sudden, very stupid, bravery.
"Isn't looking at you punishment enough?" I squeaked.
He blinked and his eyes narrowed. I could have killed myself,
unfortunately, I was afraid he was going to do just that.
I was frogmarched over to where a tall frame had been set up.
It consisted of two upright poles and a third joining them together
about eight feet off the ground. My wrists were tied to each pole,
high enough up so I was hanging a foot off the ground. My wrists,
already sore from supporting my weight, ached anew.
My legs were pulled apart, and also tied to the upright poles,
leaving me in a taut X shape. The Captain stood next to me as the
rest of the camp gathered around.
"This female has been disobedient, mutinous, and insolent." he
said. "She will be punished according to the rules set forth in
military manual that accompanied our forefathers on the North
American continent."
I didn't really know what he was saying. I was exhausted,
miserable and sore. My mind pulsed with dread and worry. I looked
around me at the teenagers gathered there. Most of the boys looked
just as arrogant as I remembered.
The girls were a mixture of visible emotions. Annie and Cathy
obviously couldn't wait for my punishment to begin. Kelly and Holly
were like zombies. Wendy looked at me with wide, but almost
mindless eyes. There was a slight smile on her face, and her hand
rubbed against her naked crotch.
Then something slammed into my back, high up near my
shoulders. I screamed in pain and rocked forward against the vines
holding me. My back burned with pain, and I realized that the
Captain had begun his punishment.
I tried to twist my head around, to see behind me. I only
managed to see the Captain's arm swinging what looked like one of
the boys military leather belts before it hit my back again and
pain crashed through my system.
My mind was filled with frantic, howling anguish as the belt
slammed into my back again and again. Each blow made a resounding
CRACK! that echoed around the small gathering watching. Each blow
sent my body rocking forward against the vines restraining me. Each
sent a fresh surge of searing pain through my overloaded system,
and faded slowly into a dull, burning ache.
The belt slashed down across my buttocks, sending my loins
rocking forward. I Heard Annie laugh and say something to one of
the boys, but couldn't make it out. The belt cracked down again,
and then again, criss crossing my ass cheeks with a deliberateness
that contrasted against the brutal power of the blows.
Then he stopped. He called out a name. I never bothered to
look up to see what was going on. My head hung loosely down, hair
covering my sight of the people gathered around me. The belt
whistled through the air and slashed against my buttocks once
again. Five quick blows in succession cracked and whipped against
my ass before there was a pause.
Another name was called out and one of the boys standing just
in front of me moved toward me. I could see him briefly pass beside
me, and then seconds later there was another blow, this one against
my back. Four more blows followed, each one sending rocking my
helpless body forward, sending fresh pain through the blurring wave
of fire that encompassed my back and buttocks.
Another name was called out. It was Annie. A hand grasped my
hair and pulled my head up. Annie was standing right in front of
me, her hand in my hair. There was a nasty smile on her face and
she held a belt in her hand. "Don't fall asleep now Meghan dear. I
want you to appreciate the effort I'm going to here." she sneered.
Then she moved around behind me and the belt lashed down
across my buttocks. I grunted, low in my throat, my limbs twitching
in reaction. The belt lashed down again, this time across the
middle of my back, then again, against my shoulders.
She appeared around in front of me, looking at me with a pouty
frown.
"Meghan the least you could do is scream a little to show
everyone you appreciate your punishment." she glared.
There was a sadistic gleam in her eyes as she stared at my naked
form.
"Maybe you need a little more encouragement." she taunted.
She pulled back the belt and then grunted with effort as she
flung it forward against me. The belt flew forward and slashed
across my right breast. I shrieked in agony as the belt left a
fiery trail across the sensitive skin. She grinned happily and
raised the belt again. Again it flew forward and cracked against my
left breast, jerking me backward against my bindings.
Then Cathy took the belt. She didn't seem as happy as Annie,
but she put a great deal of effort into lashing the belt sideways
across my twin mounds. I screamed, convulsing and shaking against
my bindings. Four more times she flung the belt against my breasts,
bringing a hot, burning pain to my chest.
Then Wendy was given the belt. Her eyes glowed with lust, and
a strange flush darkened her skin. She licked her lips, and then
brought her arm back.
If I expected a weak, pretend blow, I was sorely disappointed.
The belt whipped across my breasts with more power than either of
the other girls had shown. I gasped and my eyes rolled back in my
head as the belt made a hot, red welt directly across the center of
both breasts, cracking down squarely over the two nipples.
Then Wendy turned the belt around, her eyes almost in a daze.
She held the belt by the soft end, with the buckle at the far end.
She pulled back her arm and whipped the belt against my breasts
again.
The hard metal buckle slammed into the center of my right
breast with such force that it drove through the wall of flesh and
slammed directly against my ribs beneath. My breast flesh wobbled
and shook under the force of the impact, and agony lanced through
my body.
She brought the belt back again and whipped it down across my
left breast, then giggled as my body shook and jerked before her.
She dropped the belt and then moved forward a few feet to stand
directly before me. Her mouth moved against my right breast and she
suckled my nipple gently, caressing it with her tongue and lips.
I heard a scream. In my half conscious state, I thought it
must be my own. It repeated, higher and more frantic, and my blurry
eyes looked away. There was another set of poles across the camp
and Penny was tied to them. Tony was flinging a belt against those
melon like breasts of hers, making them jiggle and wobble and
bounce up and down.
I felt a brief moment of sympathy, and then my back erupted in
furious pain as the belt slammed against it. I lost consciousness,
so I don't know if everyone in the camp beat me like they say. My
brutalized body was left hanging between the poles.
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