Two male volunteers had appeared with stakes which they drove into the forest soil near Beth’s feet on opposite sides. The breast clamp and whipping inspired Riff to attack her pubic mound with his whip, just above her cunt on the wooden horse. At ten strokes, Brian stepped back and motioned to Riff to continue. Her return under the overhead tree limb and attachment to the hoist was unsteady, her feet sometimes failing her, but her determined step showed she was willing to experience whatever Brian and Riff had decided to do to her next. Brian returned to Beth’s naked form with two snake whips and handed one to Riff. “Aaaaargghh” Beth yelled with a choking sound as both men laid into her flogged bum with their whips. Two naked ladies came over with a breast clamp made of two bamboo rods joined at the ends with metal bolts with wing nuts. The ends of the whips were dragon tails, fearsome in look, but louder and less punishing than narrower lashes.
