CABO, the Return. Part 9

Day nine. Jenni, Darling, and Jenya got what they paid for and it hurts. Matt has them bound to a tree in a trap none of them can escape. Darling’s tits are cinched tight and stretched out to the necks of the other two. If either girl pulls back, the rope snaps her breasts harder. At the same time Darling’s wrists and ankles are lashed to the crotch ropes buried between Jenni and Jenya. Every flinch, every forced orgasm, every bucket of water poured over her sends a sharp yank straight to their cunts. No slack. No mercy. Later Sergeant Major drags Donna back, still hogtied, and throws her into the surf. She floats, bound and choking on spray. Jenya hangs three feet up the trunk, wrists pinned above her, forced to come until her legs shake. But it is Darling who gets the worst. Staked to the sand, oiled, spread wide, she spends the rest of the afternoon and deep into the night under constant hands, cocks, fingers, and toys. One climax rolls into the next until the sun is gone and the only sound left is her raw, ragged breathing.