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Savita 07 - The End
Savita 07 - The End|
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| The tandem lashing continues as Adel and Salah continue to attack Savita's breasts from both left and right while the evil sheikh looms over her, enjoying to the fullest every CRACKK!!! of leather against sweat-slick, naked tit-flesh, every tantalizing twitch of the maid's temptingly swollen nipples. The sheikh had been looking forward to this moment for days, but the savage actuality of it was more intense than even he, in all his cruelty, could have imagined. Every shudder of Savita's glorious breasts sent currents of virile pleasure through his throbbing loins. |
| Salah, too, felt an almost unimaginable rush of masculine power as his brutal whip-slash tore into Savita's naked breasts tangential to the lower rim of both stippled roseates. He had whipped many men before, and a few women, but never had he dreamed of flogging the bare, pleasure-globes of such a beauty. | "Look at those slut-nipples, my friend!" Ahmed the butcher chortled. "I tell you -- they're as sturdy as the stones of our minaret. Or my aching cock!" he added with a lewd chuckle. "What's this, now? " Ali replied as Asmaa continues to express her dismay at the ghastly severity of Savita's punishment. "Just like a woman -- give her what she wants only to find out five minutes later that she wants something else. "Aled and Salah have only just begun to whip those lovely breasts. "Keep at it, lads!" he yelled to Adel. "Finish the job! No mercy for the foreign harlot!" |
| Despite Asmaa's obvious regret and protestations, at first the sheikh was unrelenting, and the savage spectacle continued to the delight of the male onlookers. Again and again, the whips of Adel and Salah bit into Savita's delicious breast flesh with the fury of black serpents. After the first one or two strokes, the pair of muscular floggers worked in concert, with Adel lashing the uppermost contours of Savita's sweat-moist breasts, just at the spot where the sweet. soft, tit-flesh begins to spill away from her chest wall. Salah followed with a similar stroke, spaced only an eyelash below his partner's stroke. Slowly, methodically, the two men worked their way down the mouth-watering lust-globes, pausing at their up=tilted equator to give special attention to the bold-thrusting tips of Savita's breasts. The sheikh's dark eyes were ablaze with lust asdd his two minions devoted half a dozen withering lash-strokes to the quivering peaks of Savita's tempting melons. Adel and Salah had proceeded to punish the inviting under-curves of the maid's magnificent pleasure-domes, until the beautiful maid fainted from the ordeal. Then, with an ululating shriek of grief, Asmaa rushed forward and threw herself at the sheikh's knees. "Please ... no more ... I can't bear to watch it any more." Had it been another woman imploring the sheikh, the mighty ruler would have probably ignored her, and instructed his henchmen to revive the tortured beauty so that he could continue to enjoy the barbaric spectacle unfolding according to his will. But, Asmaa was a kinswoman, and she was creating quite a scene. So, feigning an air of graciousness, the sheikh held up a sun-bronzed hand to indicate that his men were to cease the flogging. | "His majesty is going soft," Ahmed griped when Aled and Salah put aside their whips and moved to unshackle the whip-ravaged prisoner. But neither Ahmed nor Ali could hear the sheikh's whispered instruction to bring the prisoner to the private rooms of his palace upon her revival. And there, he vowed, his cruel lusts would be fully satisfied. Moreover, there it would not be unseemly for him to wield the whip himself. |
