the torn and tortured tissues of her breasts and buttocks. When she was lying supine on the table, the Colonel told her she could raise her knees up, to relieve the pressure of the table on her tack-studded ass, and she found that this did help a little.

With the whole group of young Blacks gathered around the table, leering lewely at her near-nakedness and knowing that they ha the use of her body for any sexual demands whenever they felt the urge, Pattie stared at the Colonel as he began to speak. "When you were being fucked a while ago, you had a nice big orgasm, and I think it surprise you as much as it surprised us. Now you have to have another climax while we all watch, and this time you'll have to get it without the help of a big black cock fucking your cunt."

As the girl stared at him in horrified bewilderment, the Colonel continued, "Just use your fingers to rub your hot little pussie and idle your clitty. That will make you come. And you can use your hands to play with your titties if you want to. And remember, you white slut, if you don't come for us, or if you don't seem to be working hard enough at your masturbating, we'll be right here to help you, but I on't think you'll like our ways of helping. So now you can get going at jerking yourself off."

At first Pattie was too surprised to obey, but after more threats and a few light blows on her tack-skewered breasts and ass, her hand crept slowly down to her crotch. Gently her fingers began to stroke the tender abused flesh of her often-rane pussie through the fabric of her panties. After a few moments of this she felt her vulva begin

to moisten and the first hints of pleasure in this sensitized area.

"Keep going. Rub and squeeze your clitty while we watch," commanded the Colonel. "And play with your titties with your other hand. That ought to help you, and it will be fun for us to see."

When one of the audience suggested that the panties and bra interfered with their seeing all that was happening, a dozen hands immediately stripped the two garments off the girl's body. Under constant specific orders from her tormentors, Pattie was now running her fingers up and down her gaping slit, caressing the sensitized inner lips of her cunt and then rubbing gently on the delicate nubbin of her clitoris at the top of her vulva.

With her other hand she was softly twisting and pulling on the pink upright summits of her breasts. There were no tacks in these areas and this friction on her nipples seemed to her to increase the warm glow of passion that was slowly seeping through her whole body in spite of the humiliating conditions of her present status. She was much too inexperienced in all matters of sexual techniques and carnal pleasures to understand about her masturbation, but she could feel the growing warmth and turmoil within her belly that had presaged her previous cataclysm of passion and joy.

"You're not working hard enough." "You're not really trying to come." "Pull harder on you cute titties." "Rub your clitty harder." "Open your cunt and fuck yourself with your finger.' came the commands from the surrounding dozen blacks. "And

don't try to fake having a come, or we'll