Unknown - Island of terror

It turned out of course, that the island was sort of round. The Captain had known we would be following the beaches since we had no shoes, and had sent a party straight through the woods in either direction to intercept us.

There were cheers from the boys as we were hauled through the camp. The girls didn't make any sound, except for Annie. She wandered over to us and grinned maliciously down at me as I hung there from the pole.

"How nice to see you once again Meghan," she sneered.

The Captain came out of a hut then and stood before us, glaring down sternly.

"Disobedience can, and will not be tolerated," he said, in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

"These two have willfully ignored the rules and have caused hardship for the men who had to search them out and protect them from their own ignorance and foolishness."

"They must be punished, and the entire community will join in to chastise them and show them the error of their ways and the unity of our condemnation."

He gestured and the boys lowered us to the ground, then pulled the poles out from between our arms and legs. My hands and feet were untied and I was roughly hauled to my feet before the Captain. Penny was pushed next to me where she trembled in apprehension.

"And what shall be their punishment?" the Captain said, in a booming voice. I felt a sudden, very stupid, bravery.

"Isn't looking at you punishment enough?" I squeaked. He blinked and his eyes narrowed. I could have killed myself, unfortunately, I was afraid he was going to do just that.

I was frogmarched over to where a tall frame had been set up. It consisted of two upright poles and a third joining them together about eight feet off the ground. My wrists were tied to each pole, high enough up so I was hanging a foot off the ground. My wrists, already sore from supporting my weight, ached anew.

My legs were pulled apart, and also tied to the upright poles, leaving me in a taut X shape. The Captain stood next to me as the rest of the camp gathered around.

"This female has been disobedient, mutinous, and insolent," he said. "She will be punished according to the rules set forth in military manual that accompanied our forefathers on the North American continent."

I didn't really know what he was saying. I was exhausted, miserable and sore. My mind pulsed with dread and worry. I looked around me at the teenagers gathered there. Most of the boys looked just as arrogant as I remembered.

The girls were a mixture of visible emotions. Annie and Cathy obviously couldn't wait for my punishment to begin. Kelly and Holly were like zombies. Wendy looked at me with wide, but almost mindless eyes. There was a slight smile on her face, and her hand rubbed against her naked crotch.

Then something slammed into my back, high up near my shoulders. I screamed in pain and rocked forward against the vines holding me. My back burned with pain, and I realized that the Captain had begun his punishment.

I tried to twist my head around, to see behind me. I only managed to see the Captain's arm swinging what looked like one of the boys military leather belts before it hit my back again and pain crashed through my system.

My mind was filled with frantic, howling anguish as the belt slammed into my back again and again. Each blow made a resounding CRACK! that echoed around the small gathering watching. Each blow sent my body rocking forward against the vines restraining me. Each sent a fresh surge of searing pain through my overloaded system, and faded slowly into a dull, burning ache.

The belt slashed down across my buttocks, sending my loins rocking forward. I heard Annie laugh and say something to one of the boys, but couldn't make it out. The belt cracked down again, and then again, crisscrossing my ass cheeks with a deliberateness that contrasted against the brutal power of the blows.

Then he stopped. He called out a name. I never bothered to look up to see what was going on. My head hung loosely down, hair covering my sight of the people gathered around me. The belt whistled through the air and slashed against my buttocks once again. Five quick blows in succession cracked and whipped against my ass before there was a pause.

Another name was called out and one of the boys standing just in front of me moved toward me. I could see him briefly pass beside me, and then seconds later there was another blow, this one against my back. Four more blows followed, each one sending rocking my helpless body forward, sending fresh pain through the blurring wave of fire that encompassed my back and buttocks.

Another name was called out. It was Annie. A hand grasped my hair and pulled my head up. Annie was standing right in front of me, her hand in my hair. There was a nasty smile on her face and she held a belt in her hand. "Don't fall asleep now Meghan dear. I want you to appreciate the effort I'm going to here," she sneered.

Then she moved around behind me and the belt lashed down across my buttocks. I grunted, low in my throat, my limbs twitching in reaction. The belt lashed down again, this time across the middle of my back, then again, against my shoulders.

She appeared around in front of me, looking at me with a pouty frown.

"Meghan the least you could do is scream a little to show everyone you appreciate your punishment," she glared. There was a sadistic gleam in her eyes as she stared at my naked form.

"Maybe you need a little more encouragement," she taunted.

She pulled back the belt and then grunted with effort as she flung it forward against me. The belt flew forward and slashed across my right breast. I shrieked in agony as the belt left a fiery trail across the sensitive skin. She grinned happily and raised the belt again. Again it flew forward and cracked against my left breast, jerking me backward against my bindings.

Then Cathy took the belt. She didn't seem as happy as Annie, but she put a great deal of effort into lashing the belt sideways across my twin mounds. I screamed, convulsing and shaking against my bindings. Four more times she flung the belt against my breasts, bringing a hot, burning pain to my chest.

Then Wendy was given the belt. Her eyes glowed with lust, and a strange flush darkened her skin. She licked her lips, and then brought her arm back.

If I expected a weak, pretend blow, I was sorely disappointed. The belt whipped across my breasts with more power than either of the other girls had shown. I gasped and my eyes rolled back in my head as the belt made a hot, red welt directly across the center of both breasts, cracking down squarely over the two nipples.

Then Wendy turned the belt around, her eyes almost in a daze. She held the belt by the soft end, with the buckle at the far end. She pulled back her arm and whipped the belt against my breasts again.

The hard metal buckle slammed into the center of my right breast with such force that it drove through the wall of flesh and slammed directly against my ribs beneath. My breast flesh wobbled and shook under the force of the impact, and agony lanced through my body.

She brought the belt back again and whipped it down across my left breast, then giggled as my body shook and jerked before her. She dropped the belt and then moved forward a few feet to stand directly before me. Her mouth moved against my right breast and she suckled my nipple gently, caressing it with her tongue and lips.

I heard a scream. In my half conscious state, I thought it must be my own. It repeated, higher and more frantic, and my blurry eyes looked away. There was another set of poles across the camp and Penny was tied to them. Tony was flinging a belt against those melon like breasts of hers, making them jiggle and wobble and bounce up and down.

I felt a brief moment of sympathy, and then my back erupted in furious pain as the belt slammed against it. I lost consciousness, so I don't know if everyone in the camp beat me like they say. My brutalized body was left hanging between the poles.