Georgia - S01 E50

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Georgia - S01 E50

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 50

I went up onto the top deck and saw this monster American aircraft carrier. I knew that it was American because it was flying the Stars and Stripes.

“Bloody hell,” I thought; “that thing crept in quietly.”

Then I realised that there would be hundreds of American sailors around the island; more men to tease and expose myself to.

I drank a whole small bottle of water then went over to the café to have some coffee and maybe something to eat.

I’d been sat in the café for about 10 minutes when I saw Zoe walking towards daddy’s boat so I shouted for her to come over. She did and she told me that she’d left her watch in my cabin and that she’d come for it. I asked her to join me for another coffee. She agreed and as she sat down she winced in pain.

“What’s up girl, did you fall over on the way back to your boat this morning?”

“No, it’s my butt; we had promised daddy that we’d be back before 1 a.m. and as you know we left your boat at dawn. Daddy was already up and waiting for us. He wasn’t a happy man and he spanked both of us.”

“He what?”

“He spanked us.”

“How?”

“Like he always does. We have to take our clothes off and one at a time he puts us over his lap and he gives us 20 or 30 swats with his hand. If we’ve been really bad he uses his belt.”

“Bloody hell, this is the 21st century and you’re both leaving for university next month, you shouldn’t have to put up with that. What does your mother say?”

“Nothing; if we try to talk to her about it she just says just says that daddy knows best.”

“How bad is your butt? Let’s see it.”

Zoe looked around, and seeing no one, she stood up, turned around and pulled her skirt up. There were lots of red marks but I couldn’t see any breaks in the skin.

“That looks painful.” I said, “So how often does he do it to you both?”

“I guess that it will average out at about once a month.”

“And you always have to strip naked?”

“Yes.”

“What did he say last night, sorry, this morning when he saw that neither of you had knickers on?”

“Kate apologised but he said that he already knew that we’d stopped wearing them. He’d looked up our skirts one day.”

“Doesn’t his doing that scare you?”

“Kate is still petrified and always cries herself to sleep if he spanks us on an evening.”

“What about you?”

“Well I used to be like that but I’ve started to like them. They’ve started to turn me on and I’ve started pressing my pubes down onto his leg.”

“Have you cum while he’s been spanking you?”

“No, but I’ve been real close.”

“Maybe you’ll get lucky next time.”

“Maybe.”

“And all he does is spank you?”

“Or use his belt.”

“It was my fault that you were late back last night so I’m sorry. Maybe you should tell your father that it was my fault and that he should spank me as well.”

“I couldn’t do that, he’d hurt you.”

“I think that I could take it, besides, I might cum then it will have been worth it. My daddy has never spanked me.”

“Lucky you.”

“So, are you going to tell him or do I come and confess?”

“I can’t, it’s not right.”

“Does your mother ever go out on her own?”

“Occasionally; she’s promised to take Kate shopping tomorrow morning and daddy and me will be on the boat on our own; why?”

“Because I’m coming over there tomorrow morning and I’m going to confess that it was all my fault and tell him that he should spank me as well.”

“Why?”

“I reckon that he will either spank me of he will feel guilty and stop hurting you and Kate. I’m sure that you can find another way to get yourself off Zoe.”

“But you might get spanked.”

“I hope so.”

“Georgia, you are a naughty little girl.”

“I know; it’s great.”

By then our coffee had arrived and was now in our stomach.

“Come on Zoe, let’s go and find your watch.”

On the short walk to daddy’s boat Zoe asked me if I knew that all the paint on my pussy had come off. I replied that I did.

“Aren’t you going to wash the rest off?”

“Not until this evening; I want to have some more fun first.”

“You really are a naught girl Georgia.”

“Yes I am.”

Zoe’s watch was where she left it and she was soon leaving.

“See you in the morning.” I shouted after her.

My head was clear by then and I thought about what to do for a few hours. I planned to go and get my dress back from Henry that evening. I looked at myself in the mirror again and decided that I still had enough paint on me to get away with walking in public.

The other thing was that I hadn’t been practicing cumming and saying ‘Priapus’ as I go over the edge so I wanted to get a lot more in that afternoon to make up for it. I put new batteries in my egg and pushed it home.

Switching the control on to slow purr I put it in my small shoulder bag, checked that everything else that I would need was there then set off to walk into town.

I walked passed the marina office and again waved to Sebastian then I turned and walked along the popular pedestrian route. There were a few people walking the other way but none of them gave me a second glance.

The egg started to its job but I wanted to speed things up a bit so I went into my bag and turned it up to full.

I think that I got another 100 metres before I had to sit on a bench and just let it happen. It was a gym type bench but made of concrete and I’d sat at one end of it instead of sitting the normal way. As the waves subsided I lay back along the bench thinking that I’d just have a short rest then continue.

The thing was, my knees weren’t together and I’d forgotten that I had no paint on my pussy. All of a sudden I heard wolf-whistles and all sorts of comments in American accents.

At first I didn’t realise that the comments were directed at me; I’m not used to that sort of thing; and I just lay there wondering what was going on. It was only when I heard the word ‘pussy’ that I realised that they were directed at me.

I sat up and closed my knees then looked at the sailors, all very smart in their white uniforms.

The 5 guys had changed direction and were walking straight towards me.

“OMG;” I thought, “What do I do?”

I didn’t get the chance to do anything because all 5 of them were stood in front and beside me.

“Well what have we got here guys?” One of them said.

“A little whore.” Another said

“I’m not a whore.” I said.

“Maybe not but you’ve got a nice little cunt; let’s have another look.”

“No.”

“Go on, you’ll never see us again.”

“And you’ll never see me again.”

“Go on, just for us sex starved sailors. We’ve been at sea for months and we haven’t seen a real cunt since we left the states.”

“We haven’t touched one either.” A second man said.

“How can you touch one if you haven’t seen one idiot.” A third man said.

“It could have been dark.” The second man said.

“Okay, you got me there mate.” The third man said.

I slowly leaned back until my back was on the bench.

“Open your legs for us.”

I did, and got another load of comments, this time quite nice ones. I was starting to like these guys. I quickly figured that I was safe because there were 5 of them. Okay they might gang bang me but that wouldn’t be too bad. I would probably enjoy it.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you darling?”

“Yes.”

“What’s you name darling?”

“Lolita.”

“Woah there; that tells us a lot about you.”

“It’s not true.”

“What’s not true Lolita.”

“That I’m a whore.”

“Okay, sorry about my big mouthed mate. You are a nice little girl who likes to show her cunt.”

“Yes.”

“Well then Lolita we’d better give you some help with that.”

Just then the egg got the better of me again and I orgasmed right in front of these 5 American sailors.

“Wow Lolita what brought that on, it wasn’t us, we didn’t touch you?”

“It, it, it was my egg.”

“Your what?”

“My vibrating egg.”

“Jeez, you British girls. I hope that there are lot more like you here on this little island.”

“Probably.”

“So what’s with the paint then Lolita?”

“I just wanted to walk around town without any clothes on.”

“And have you?”

“Yes.”

“Is that where you were going before you sat on this bench?”

“Yes.”

“How about you come with us, we’ve been told that there’s a nice little beach up this road.”

“There is but I’ve never been to it (I lied).”

“There’s a first time for everything.”

“It isn’t the nicest beach on Ibiza.”

“Which one is then?”

“It’s at a place called Salines. There will be lots of naked girls there.”

“But we are here, you are here and there’s a beach just up the road. Will you come there with us and we will let you show us all of your cunt and those cute little titties. That paint washes off right?”

“Yes.”

“Yes to which question Lolita?”

“Both.”

“Good girl Lolita; I like you.”

One of the guys put a hand out to help me get up and I took it. When he’d got me to my feet he lifted me right up and put me over his shoulder.

“Hey, let me down.”

“Cute little butt Lolita and that’s a cute little wet cunt that you’ve got there.”

He did let me down but him and another guy scooped me up and sat me on an arm from each of them; their other arms supporting my back. They started walking with me sat there.

Not feeling too secure, I put my arms around their necks.

“Good girl Lolita.” One said and they moved their arms that had been supporting my back down under my butt and linked them. That left their arms that had been under my butt free.

“That’s better Lolita, stay like that.”

“What choice do I have?”

“Ha, none.” One said.

“We could just put you down and leave you here.”

“No.”

“That’s my girl.”

About 100 metres down the road one of them moved their spare arm to my knee and pulled it away from the other knee.

“Hey, people can see my pussy.”

“That’s the idea Lolita; that’s what you want isn’t it?”

The other guy that was carrying me saw what was happening and he grabbed my other knee and pulled.

“Hey, don’t do that.”

“Come on Lolita, you like it don’t you?”

“Yes.”

We walked a good half mile like that, passed the marina and round to the left. Before long I saw the beach. On the way we’d seen quite a few people who all stared at me slung between 2 American sailors in their dress white uniforms, complete with funny white hats; and with my legs held wide apart.

On the way my egg got the better of me and I have to say that cumming whilst I’m being held by 2 hunky American sailors with my legs wide apart, helped to make that a really intense orgasm.