Alice throws Deborah to the wolf

"Well, of course you must, Private," Alice says smoothly. "And I shall assist you. It's hard, after all, to keep a sluttish bond maid like this one under control. As you can see, she's led me astray! I look forward to you instructing me in her punishment."

Barnes's eyebrow rises. He steps toward Alice, crossing in front of where Deborah, still kneeling on the ground, is staring at her in wide-eyed horror. "You misunderstand me, miss. I intend to discipline every girl who's fucked around with Army property, see?"

Alice meets his eyes, attempting to remain stern despite the fluttering in her stomach and below. "No, Private, you misunderstand your place in all this. You are a man of no consequence beyond your service to His Majesty, slight as it is. I am the decently bred daughter of a gentleman. So...if you value your position here, your posting...you will be helping me to discipline my whorish bond maid, won't you?" She meets his eyes, attempting to look fierce and determined.

Barnes's face twists, and Alice can see the rage in his eyes battling with something else - self-preservation, maybe. Finally, after a long moment, he hisses out, "Fine. Yes. I will...help you."

"I'm so glad we understand each other, Private," Alice says, nearly breaking into a cold sweat from relief. But she knows she has to keep up the façade. Don't give him to much time to think! She whirls to Deborah. "Strip, slut!"

Deborah stares up at Alice, mouth slightly agape. "Alice...G-Goddess...please...!"

*Smack!* Alice slaps Deborah across the face, startling the other girl and leaving her cheek red. "I said strip, you little cunt! Don't make me repeat myself. After your sluttish exhibition on this Army girl, it's my duty to have you put in your place. Fortunately I have Private Barnes here to help me. So take your damned dress off!"

Tears well up in Deborah's eyes, but she slowly moves to comply. Unlacing the strings on her cap, she drops it to the ground, then rises from her knees just enough to work the hem of her skirt up over her knees. Trembling, she pulls her dress up and over her head, dropping it beside her and casting her eyes to the ground as she kneels before Alice and Barnes clad only in her black leather collar. Alice feels a rush as her heart starts to beat faster, gazing down at the naked girl before her. She glances at Barnes, who's come to stand beside her. "She's all yours, Private..."

He snorts. "Ha. Well, I suppose I could help you out with this whore a bit. I appreciate you seeking my assistance, ma'am." Barnes's voice has a bitter edge to it, but it's clear that he's not going to turn up a chance at cunny when he has one. "She's not a bad looker. What's her breeding?"

"A cobbler's girl," Alice says smoothly. She swallows as Barnes leans down and spits in Deborah's face. The bond girl flinches, but takes it.

"Nearly no damn hips on her, I'm sorry to say. Not much use as a breeding bitch," Barnes says cruelly. "No wonder her father decided to sell her, eh?" He reaches down and viciously tweaks, then pulls, the girl's erect, pink nipples. "Tits aren't bad, though. Fun to flog, I'd bet."

"My parents aren't much of ones for flogging, Private," Alice says dryly.

"Well, no wonder you have problems with the cunt. The combination of whip and cock is what keeps a woman in shape and in her place. Eh, as you'll find out soon enough." Alice stiffens, but Barnes has moved on. "Tell me what you are, cuntling," he says to Deborah.

The blonde girl has her eyes cast to the ground, tears welling up as she kneels before the red-coated soldier. "I...I'm a bond girl, sir."

"True enough. But you're other things too, aren't you? Kneeling naked in the dirt. What are you?"

"I'm..." Deborah sobs slightly. "I'm a whore, sir."

"Nah. Whores're paid."

"I'm a...I'm a slut, sir."

"Wrong again. Sluts do it for fun. What are you?"

"I..." Deborah looks up at him, tears streaking her cheeks, blue eyes wide with bewilderment. "I don't know, sir?"

Barnes grins wickedly and unlaces his breeches, fishing out his half-hard and surprisingly thick cock. "You're a cocksleeve, bitch. Just a warm set of holes for men to fuck. So get over here and let me fuck that face hole."

Deborah lets out a sob, but obediently crawls forward. As she leans tentatively toward his cock, he growls and seizes her wrists, pulling her arms up above her head. When Deborah gasps, he thrusts forward, getting a sputtering moan from the bond girl as he buries his prick in her mouth. Deborah is suspended slightly on her knees, arms held straight above her head by Barnes's fist at her wrists, as he lowers his other hand to her head and begins firmly thrusting into her mouth. Alice can see Deb's breasts jiggling with each thrust, and hear the wet coughing noises and Barnes slowly but firmly fucks her throat.

"Good - obedient - cocksleeve," Barnes grunts out in time with his thrusts. He glances at Alice and smirks as he catches her looking, then plunges his cock deep into Deb's throat and holds it there for a few seconds, making her choke and writhe before he lets her up. "I take it your parents - don't discipline their bond girl much?"

"N-no, sir," Alice says, trying to remain cool and aloof despite the increasing heat she's feeling across her body. "Certainly never to military standards, I'm sure."

"Well, it's a good thing you stumbled in here, then. Isn't it," Barnes says coldly. He nods toward the nearest wall, where a variety of implements hang. "Grab a flogger."

"S-sir?" Alice asks, breathless.

"I told you. Cock and whip are both important. My hands are occupied, so you must supply one, and you ain't got a cock. I assume." Barnes glowers. "Go get the whip, stuck-up girl."

Alice swallows a hot flash of fury at his tone, but she knows she has to play nice with this man to avoid getting in trouble for her foolishness with Deirdre. "Very well," she says primly. She crosses to the wall and, after a moment's hesitation, correctly identifies the "flogger" as the whip with several thongs. Returning to where Barnes is throatfucking her servant, she asks, "How shall I use it?"

"There's no particular art to it," Barnes says casually, pulling Deborah deeper onto his cock. Alice can see Deborah's wide, fearful blue eyes staring sidelong at her - and the whip in her hands - as she gags on Barnes's meat. "Just give her some good belts on the back with the flogger. Put your arm into it. But make sure you get all over her back, and her buttocks, too. You want an even spread, not to make her bleed."

Alice bites her lip, then draws her arm back and lets fly. Deborah lets out a muffled shriek as the blow lands on her back, and Barnes groans in ecstasy. "Yes, that's the stuff. Again!"

Alice takes a deep breath, and strikes Deb again, slightly lower. She exhales and grins slightly as she sees Deborah's back reddening. What a rush! It's not as though she hasn't tortured Deb before, but doing so while she's fucked feels different. She gives Deborah a couple more strokes, working her way down to the other girl's buttocks. Deborah writhes and screams as she's whipped, but Barnes holds her firmly in place for his continued assault on her throat.

"God, I love it when they're screamers!" he exclaims with a chuckle. His breath is beginning to come short now. He pulls abruptly out of Deborah's mouth, leaving the bond girl shuddering and panting. Hauling her up by the arms, he spins her around and kicks the girl's limp legs apart. "I'm going to take her cunt - three strokes on her pussylips now. Briskly!"

Alice grits her teeth - That sounds like it'll hurt - but nods and swings her arm in an underhanded arc, bringing the whip up into Deborah's crotch. Deborah lets out a gasping cry as the whip connects with her pussy one, two, then three times, and she goes even more jelly-legged, sagging in Barnes's arms.

"Good girl. I think she's close to broken now, and certainly her pussy's warmed up." Barnes drops Deborah unceremoniously to the ground and rolls her onto her back. Kneeling between her legs, he thrusts himself roughly into her cunt. Deborah arches her back and lets out a long moan as he fills her, then begins to work his hips.

"Yessss. Wonderfully tight, and she's slick and warm from the whipping," Barnes comments.

"She seems to be enjoying this," Alice says dryly as Deborah continues to moan. "Are you sure this remains a punishment?"

"I assure you it does. Look at the shame on her face," Barnes says with a grin, panting slightly as he pounds away at Deborah's snatch. Alice has to admit that, though she's moaning and wiggling with what seems like pleasure on the ground, Deb's face is flushed and she looks tearful. "A good fuck in public is a useful reminder for an uppity bond girl - or any woman - that she can be taken anywhere, for any reason. It puts her in her proper place, as an object for others' enjoyment. Primarily men, but anyone can take pleasure in seeing a pretty girl, even one as bony as this, well-fucked."

He grips Deborah's hips and pounds her more aggressively for a moment, chuckling as he does so. As she watches Deb's pert, peach-sized breasts bounce with each powerful thrust, Alice feels the tingling in her own pussy spread across her body. Well, he's not wrong about anyone enjoying it, at any rate... She swallows. Can't let him see that, though. Must remain...above it all! She sniffs and turns her face away as Barnes leans down to suck on one of Deb's bouncing tits, teasing her nipple with his teeth.

After a few minutes of vigorous fucking, she hears Deborah gasp in relief as the slap of flesh on flesh stops. Looking back at them, she sees Barnes - still rock-hard - flip the bond girl over onto her front. He pulls her hips up toward him so that she's on her hands and knees, chest resting in the dirt as the girl struggles to support herself after her thorough fucking.

"I though you made a good point," Barnes comments when he sees Alice looking. "Any public fuck is a good lesson, of course. But sometimes..." He plants one foot alongside Deborah's knee so that he's kneeling behind her, and thrusts himself in again with savage force. "Sometimes, it's best to mount them like a bitch so they remember that's what they are."

Alice smiles faintly in agreement, distracted by the ripples Barnes's thrusting sends through even Deborah's skinny body. She snaps suddenly back to attention when Barnes says to her, "You, get down here."

"S-sir? What are you...?"

"I require your assistance again." He stares at her coldly with his hard, blue eyes. "You asked me to discipline your bond maid, didn't you? Well, to do so properly I will need your help. Come. Here." He enunciates the last two words clearly and deliberately, with a transparent air of menace.

Alice does some very quick mental arithmetic.

If she doesn't help him discipline Deborah, her entire cover story - that Deborah was the instigator and Alice her poor, younger, out-of-her-depth mistress - falls apart. If she does, though she'll be participating in some activities quite unfit for a free lady of her class. There's no one around to see but Barnes, Deborah, and the bond girl in the stocks, of course. But it would still be inappropriate. On the other hand...if she refuses then Barnes no longer has to play by the rules, either.

She swallows, raises her chin imperiously, and crosses to Barnes's side.

"Get down here," he says roughly. He hasn't stopped fucking Deborah, and the steady slap of his hips on her ass fills the small alley between garrisons. Alice kneels reluctantly, then gasps as Barnes reaches out, snake-fast, and seizes her by her hair. He drags her face closer, until she's just over where his cock enters Deborah's snatch.

"Un...hand...me!" Alice cries, struggling against the tearing pain at the back of her head, but he gives her hair a good yank and she stills with a cry.

"Don't worry, you genteel little bitch. You won't have to touch this cock. But I want you to look at it." Alice defiantly closes her eyes, but the image of his red, veiny member - shining with Deborah's juices, sliding in and out of the girl's stretched labia relentlessly, creating a clap of flesh each time he drives to the hilt - is already burned into her retinas. "What I actually need you here for is your spit. But since we all know women can't aim, I'll hold you steady so you don't have to think. Just spit."

"...Spit?" Alice murmurs, dazed and distracted by the dull, tearing pain at the back of her head.

"That's right. This isn't quite the final lesson, but I won't be accused of damaging your family's property. So spit!"

Screwing up her face in disgust, Alice opens her eyes just a crack and spits. She sees the glob of her saliva land on the tight, brown ring of Deborah's anus as Barnes holds each of them in place with one hand. Oh...is that what he's...?

"Again!" Barnes barks, and Alice grimaces and spits again. She spits several more times, in fact. If he's going to do what she thinks he is, more spit will undoubtedly be better than less.

"Good girl," Barnes says with a laugh. "Glad to see the sight of my cock makes your mouth water. Between that and her cunt juice it should be plenty wet." Alice scowls up at him as he lets go of her hair and pulls his cock out of Deborah's cunt. The bond girl beneath them is shuddering - Did she climax? Alice wonders suddenly - as Barnes grips his cock with one hand. "You ever seen a girl been buggered?" he asks cavalierly.

Alice shakes her head. "No," she says quietly.

"Well, you're in for a treat then. We'll get some real screaming now!" Barnes chuckles. "Spread her arse for me, would you?" Silently Alice complies, gripping Deborah's cheeks and pulling them gently apart with her hands. Barnes keeps one hand firmly planted in the center of Deborah's back to keep her from squirming too much as he lines his cock up with her asshole. Alice's heart starts to beat faster still, and heat pervades her body, as she watches him slowly press forward, the tip of his member slowly working its way into Deborah's anus. Beneath them, Deborah lets out a gasp that sounds like it comes from a much deeper part of her than before and bucks slightly, but Barnes keeps her firmly in place as he continues to press in.

"Oh G-God!" Deborah cries. "P-please - please, sir! I've n-n-never...oh, _God! _Please, I can't...!!"

Barnes chortles. "God, your family really hasn't used her properly, have you?" he asks Alice. "Don't worry cunt, you can indeed take it. You were built for this. A little more spit, please," he adds for Alice, so casually that it takes her a moment to realize what he's asked. Catching on, she leans forward and spits again, this time directly onto the spot where his cock is entering Deb's ass. Barnes grins as he grips Deborah's hips and pushes himself slowly and steadily inside. "Good girl. That's it."

It takes a few minutes - and several more requests for saliva - before Barnes is seated to his satisfaction in Deborah's anus. By this time, all the fight has gone out of the bond girl; her body is repeatedly wracked by waves of shuddering, and she's lying with her face slack-jawed in the dirt.

"You see that? The look on her face now?" Barnes asks Alice as he begins to slowly pump in and out of Deb's ass. Alice, whose loins are absolutely flaming and who can barely think straight, nods. "That's the look you want. The look of complete hollowness. The look where you know she's learned the lesson: she's an empty vessel waiting to be filled by cock." He laughs and slaps Deb's ass. The girl barely responds except to moan. "That's how you know she's been disciplined into her proper place in the world."

"I see. Thank you for taking her in hand, sir," Alice murmurs dutifully, playing her role.

"The soldier lives to serve," Barnes says scornfully. "And it's not a bad - ha! - payment - ungh! - for your abuse of my own bond maid there." His breath is coming in short bursts as he fucks Deborah into the ground. "After all," he adds with a smirk, "it wasn't - hngh! - your idea - ha! - to fuck her, was it? All this little slut's. So it's only right that she gets the arsefucking, eh?"

Alice smiles weakly. "N-naturally."

"Well, she knows - her - place - now! Aaagh!" Barnes lets out a snarl as he cums, plunging himself as deep into Deborah's ass as she can take him. Alice, still kneeling by Deborah's hips, sees him twitch a few times before he pulls out and strokes himself, spraying the last few ropes of his sticky, white spunk over Deb's back and ass cheeks. Deb collapses to the ground, shaking, her asshole slightly gaping as she recovers from the anal fucking. Alice swallows as she watches Barnes's cock slowly deflate.

"Well. Glad to be of service to you, miss," Barnes says contemptuously as he clambers to his feet and tucks himself back into his pants. As Alice starts to rise, he reaches out and casually places a hand on her head, keeping her down. She freezes, eyes wide, and he smiles viciously down at her. "Next time you want to play with something that's not yours, you uppity little girl, you'll be the one screaming. Hear me?" He stoops down to whisper in her ear, and she can feel his hot breath on her cheek. "I'd love to break a curvy little minx like you. Just...give me an excuse."

Alice swallows, and does her best to scowl up at him. "...Thank you for your help, Private. Good day."

"Good day. Use Deirdre's tongue to clean your slut off, if you must." Barnes adjusts his jacket and strides back toward the garrison he emerged from, whistling to himself. When he's gone, the yard is quiet save for the sounds of Deborah's shuddering breaths.

After a few moments, Alice hauls Deborah to her feet and pulls her over to Deirdre so the girl in the stocks can lick the cum off Deborah's back before it dries. Deborah is still shaking slightly, but seems to be breathing easier, now. Alice glares at her suspiciously as the bond maid gingerly puts her dress back on.

"Deborah, if you even think about telling anyone about this, I'll make your life a living hell. You've been warned!"

"Yes, Goddess," Deborah says weakly. Her voice sounds hoarse. Seeing how cowed she appears, Alice softens slightly.

"Did you cum, at least? You were making some unearthly noises," she says archly.

"I..." Deborah's cheeks flame red. "Yes, Goddess. M-more than once..."

Alice snorts. "God, you're such a slut. Well, I can't very well take you to see my Captain with your arse gaping wide and you all shiny and dirty. Come on - time to head home." Deborah nods meekly and falls in behind Alice as she turns on her heel and strides toward the exit.

The man posted at the gate smirks at them slightly as they leave, and Alice's heart skips a beat - she'd forgotten about him. Still, even if he heard something, he can't be assuming I'm involved, can he? They've got plenty of bond girls here that Barnes could have been using... There's nothing to be done about it now, though. She can't address it without bringing the possibility - and suspicion to the fore.

Alice and Deborah manage to make it home without further incident, and she sneaks Deborah in the back door to wash up slightly and make her more presentable. The image of her bond girl being fucked up the ass by the uncouth private, though, stays in her mind's eye, unshakeable. It distracts her all through her afternoon, through her sisters' chattering at dinner, and through her sewing in the evening. It fills her fully when she summons Deborah to her chamber late that night, after most of the house is asleep, and strips the girl, throwing Deborah naked onto her bed and climbing atop her face, nearly smothering the bond maid as she grinds her pussy down onto Deborah's desperately working lips. As Alice rides her servant's face, she closes her eyes, still seeing the image of Barnes fucking Deborah with his girthy, firm dick. God...what that must be like...for either of them! What I wouldn't give to take a girl and...mmm!

When she finally climaxes, she rolls off of Deborah and collapses into the bed, panting with pleasure as Deborah gasps for air. A few moments later, as Alice is dozing off contentedly, Deborah finally manages to clamber to her feet, get dressed again, and silently exit the room.