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parents have vanished also, and I pray they have not been harmed.’
    ‘The king would never allow them to suffer,’ said Sahria carefully. ‘Your father is his best friend. They will be safe.’ Her words seemed to soothe Calema’s grief in the same way that the knowledge of the king’s bravado in battle helped Sahria.
    ‘Carry on with your story,’ she whispered.
    ‘The messenger told me there had been a great battle, and that the kingdom was lost. I couldn’t believe it. It had all happened so quickly.’ Calema began to cry, and Sahria touched her face lightly.
    ‘I, too, knew nothing until I awoke to find myself in chains,’ she said.
    ‘Chains?’ queried Calema.
    Sahria detected a glint of excitement in her eyes. ‘I’ll tell you my story later. Go on.’
    ‘I returned to the palace and was immediately arrested by the guards. There were five of them, five muscular men. I was at their mercy. I knew two of them, having seen them about the palace, but the other three were strangers to me. I was taken to their guardhouse. At first I thought they were merely going to imprison me, but once the door was closed it wasn’t long before I realised they had other intentions.
    ‘I was thrown roughly across the room and fell against a tattered old couch. One of the men picked up some rope and for a moment simply stood there, leering at me. I demanded to know what they were going to do to me, but they just laughed. I was frightened and I knew they could see my fear, and I hoped they would take pity on me. But it just seemed to spur them on. Two of them grabbed me and ripped off my dress. I was wearing nothing else, and a third guard put a hand between my legs and slipped his fingers inside my pussy. What surprised me was the fact that I was wet there. For some reason I didn’t understand, the rough treatment was actually turning me on!’ Calema blushed in the oppressive gloom.
    ‘Anyway,’ she went on, ‘he pulled his hand away and another guard pushed his fingers into me. I struggled hard. Despite my arousal I was not going to let them take advantage of me, but they seemed to have other ideas.
    ‘The hand was taken away and I was forced to kneel on the edge of the couch with my bottom presented to them in the most crude fashion. I waited for the inevitable touch of a thick cock-head to my pussy lips. But suddenly there was a burning pain as the rope was lashed across my buttocks. I squealed and cursed them loudly. Their response was to whip me again, this time with far more severity. I bit my lip, determined not to cry out again.
    ‘They lashed me across the bottom again and again. The strange thing is, the more they whipped me, the more I craved for the next stroke.’
    ‘I know that feeling,’ interrupted Sahria.
    ‘You know it too?’ said Calema with undisguised wonder. ‘Then you have been beaten?’
    ‘I have been caned. My bottom bears the marks, I am sure, but it is too dark in here for you to see.’
    ‘And did you find pleasure and delight in the pain?’
    ‘Eventually. I orgasmed whilst being thrashed.’ Sahria made the announcement proudly.
    ‘So did I!’ exclaimed Calema. ‘Three times! The guards took it in turn to whip me. Each time I came I screamed out loud. They must have assumed my cries were due to the pain, and it seemed to give them some pleasure.’
    ‘Did they do anything else to you?’
    ‘Not then. When they were exhausted they collapsed on the floor. I remained in the same position and waited for them to take me. I actually wanted to be fucked, and fucked by all of them! I knew my pussy lips were open in invitation and that my arousal would be obvious if they cared to examine me, but they just lay there, as far as I know doing nothing but staring at my stinging backside.
    ‘After some time they used the same rope with which they’d beaten me to tie my hands and feet together, and then got some more lengths of cord and trussed me like a chicken for the pot. I was then