the white girl's hands so the torture-clamp could not be removed. Now the naked black girl hopped up on the mattress-covered table and sat down at one end, her legs hanging over the edge, and with Pattie standing sobbing in front of her.

"That spring-clip in your cunt will show you I mean business, you white bitch," snarled Sarah while the surrounding men snickered at Pattie's plight. "Now I want you to tell me how you want to give me some real, and then beg me to let far-out sex-kicks you do it for me.

Standing before the black seated girl in her haze of shame and torment, Pattie har She had no idea of what was wanted of her. learned that men wanted sex from girls, but what could another girl want? Tearfully she tried to explain to Sarah that she didn't know what was required of her in any way. In stead of replying, Sarah reached out and attached one of the spring-clamps to Pattie's jutting right nipple. This produced screams of anguish from Pattie, but she knew enough not to try to remove the torturing clamp.

"Don't tell me you're so white and pure that you don't know where a girl woula most like to be sucked and kissed," sneered the dominant Sarah. "Now beg me to let you go down on me and kiss me between my legs. And be sure I understand what you're asking for, or I'll punish you some more."

Suddenly Pattie realized what the black girl wanted, and instinctively she gasped, I couldn't ever do "Oh, that's too awful. that.

It's perverted and disgusting."

Without a word, Sarah reached out and attached the third spring-clip to Pattie's left nipple. The white girl whimpered and

sobbed at the added anguish, but she could not make hersefl acknowledge the horrible command. Nothing could make her kiss another girl there.

At this display of obstinacy, Sarah reached out with both hands and began twisting and pulling on the nipple-clamps that were so agonizingly crushing Pattie's tits. Then she brought one bare foot up between Pattie's thighs and ground the clit-clamp harshly into the white girl's tormented vulva. Under these conditions, disobedience was houghly punished.

Pattie thought she was going to faint and wished she could. As soon as she could get her breath, she sobbed, "Let me kiss you there, between your legs. Please let me. Anything you want, but please stop hurting me. I can't stand such awful pain."

"That's better, but you still didn't say it right," said sarah, tugging on the titclamps vigorously. "Use the right words, or I'll pull your big tits right off."

"Please. Please let me kiss and suck

your cunt," sobbed Pattie. I want to. I beg you to let me kiss your cunt. Please let me."

"Ok, I'll let you," Sarak told the hysterical girl. "And I'll take those clamps off you as soon as you make me come. So get going. And the better you do your job, the sooner the session will be over."

Sarah lay back on the mattress with her spread legs hanging down over the end of the big table. Pattie bent forward, bracing her hands on the table. Finally her agony drove her to make the final move. Timidly she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the wiry black pubic hair of her tormentor. It