214.Chapter Eighteen（15）

「we–want–thewhip！we–want…」

andallofasuddentheyhadwhattheywanted。

「strumpet！」thesavagehadrushedatherlikeamadman。「fitchew！」likeamadman，hewasslashingatherwithhiswhipofsmallcords。

terrified，shehadturnedtoflee，hadtrippedandfallenintheheather。「henry，henry！」sheshouted。butherruddy-facedcompanionhadboltedoutofharm』swaybehindthehelicopter。

withawhoopofdelightedexcitementthelinebroke；therewasaconvergentstampedetowardsthatmagneticcentreofattraction。painwasafascinatinghorror。

「fry，lechery，fry！」frenzied，thesavageslashedagain。

hungrilytheygatheredround，pushingandscramblinglikeswineaboutthetrough。

「oh，theflesh！」thesavagegroundhisteeth。thistimeitwasonhisshouldersthatthewhipdescended。「killit，killit！」

drawnbythefascinationofthehorrorofpainand，fromwithin，impelledbythathabitofcooperation，thatdesireforunanimityandatonement，whichtheirconditioninghadsoineradicablyimplantedinthem，theybegantomimethefrenzyofhisgestures，strikingatoneanotherasthesavagestruckathisownrebelliousflesh，oratthatplumpincarnationofturpitudewrithingintheheatherathisfeet。

「killit，killit，killit…」thesavagewentonshouting。

thensuddenlysomebodystartedsinging「orgy-porgy」and，inamoment，theyhadallcaughtuptherefrainand，singing，hadbeguntodance。orgy-porgy，roundandroundandround，beatingoneanotherinsix-eighttime。orgy-porgy…