One of mankind's most basic, most important institutions is marriage.
Yet today, at least in the United States, matrimony is crisis-ridden at best, seemingly in a state of near-collapse at worst. The malaise chiefly affects couples in their late twenties and early thirties, products of the post-World War II baby boom, growing up during the Korean War and the dozen years of involvement in Vietnam, their disintegrating relationships a reflection of unstable times.
TWO WIVES TO WHIP is the story of two young wives who are young, attractive and successful to all outward appearances, yet are unable to communicate at the most basic level. As a result, they are driven to seek a false kind of love in the arms of strangers, degrading themselves and yet reveling in that very degradation.
These two women are products of an uncaring society, and portrayals of an affliction that plagues many American marriages.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Oh, no," Janna Petsky said airily, "I never meant that I didn't want to fuck any man- just Simon. He's such a jerk. I mean, come on, these two we're gonna date tonight, now fucking them would be great, right?"
Rosanne Roget shifted uncomfortably in her chair and looked out over the beach to conceal her confusion. She'd agreed to take this week with Janna because they'd always seemed to get along so well. After all, they were both trapped in horrible marriages, and they could always talk about that. But now, here they were with a date coming up that evening, and Janna was talking about fucking men she hardly knew.
True, Nathan and Bob seemed nice enough, but even then Rosanne had to be persuaded to go for a drink with them. Martin was probably the worst husband in the world, but she was married to him and Rosanne had strict moral standards about that sort of thing.
"Well," Rosanne said uncertainly, "I mean I certainly don't want to, you know, to get physically involved with them." She blushed and took a sip of wine.
Janna laughed and spread her long legs, tossing her wonderful, platinum-blonde hair over her shoulders. "Suit yourself. I'll have them both."
Rosanne turned in horror. "Janna, how could you? We come here for a week away from men, because they're so horrible-and you talk like that."
Janna laughed and pouted. "You need a lot of big hard cocks up you. Come on, how long is it since you had it?"
"Well," Rosanne said, and she blushed again.
"Months, right?"
"I don't really like sex. You know that," Rosanne muttered. "What's the pleasure in it?"
"Shit." Janna looked at her for a moment. "Stick with me, kid, I'll show you the pleasure in it." She looked at her watch. "I've gotta get my hair done. You wanna come?"
"No, I'll wait here," Rosanne said.
She watched with a certain amount of discomfort as Janna got into the car and drove off down the beach road. She should have known about Janna, she decided. After all, not only was her hair platinum, but it surrounded a face that looked, well, Rosanne didn't like to say it, but sluttish, that was the best word. Janna was always made up to look sexy, and her hard sensual mouth looked as if it did all those things Rosanne didn't want to think about. Also, Janna's fawn eyes were always on the look out, and the way she carried herself, never disguising her lovely tits or her shapely legs, should have told Rosanne many things. But she'd ignored all that since she was so happy to find a friend who seemed to understand.
And now Rosanne might be in trouble. It would be difficult that night if Janna wanted to go on to a party and fuck with some guy. Rosanne would just have to insist on leaving.
Rosanne knew that might well be difficult, for men hit on her a lot. She was even more beautiful than Janna, with soft chestnut hair and long shapely legs. Their tits were about the same size, but Rosanne's body was leaner, and she stood two inches taller than her blonde friend.
Rosanne stared out to sea, thinking that she would have to go on this date tonight, since she'd said she would. But that was when she thought it would be just a couple of drinks and then home. Anything more, and she would have to embarrass them all by refusing. Perhaps Janna would fuck them both, sickening though that thought was.
Rosanne got up to take a shower . . .
By the time Nathan and Bob came to pick them up, the two wives were both dressed and ready. Rosanne had wanted to wear an ordinary summer dress, but Janna had persuaded her to wear her lovely, form-fitting, red leather dress. Rosanne knew she looked good in it, but she was still uncomfortable as they went down to the car. On top of that, Janna had insisted they both wear stockings instead of more sensible pantyhose. It was better, Janna had explained mysteriously.
Janna slid into the front seat beside Bob in her tight little blouse and short denim skirt. The hem of the skirt rode up over her thighs as she smiled at Bob. Rosanne blushed in shame, moving to the other side of the back seat, trying to tell Nathan to keep his distance. He didn't make a move, just smiled at her with his piercing eyes, making Rosanne even more uncomfortable.
When they got to the bar, it was also a restaurant, and the men were assuming they were going to have dinner. Janna was all enthusiasm, so Rosanne had to agree.
The meal wasn't bad and neither of the men seemed to be making a move on them, which was fine with Rosanne. However, as they were drinking their coffee, two people came up and Nathan introduced them as Percy and Andrea, friends of his.
They sat down, and Rosanne was almost relieved. The larger the party, the less chance there would be for any perverse behavior. Rosanne could see that Janna was annoyed, and she knew why. Andrea was a sexy little blonde in a tight dress who giggled a lot, her wide eyes taking the men in, her shapely legs crossing a lot and revealing more leg than was decent. Janna swept her platinum hair back at the challenge, and fire flickered between the two women at once.
Percy was shorter than either Nathan or Bob, but looked as if he knew exactly what he was doing, and certainly Andrea hung on his every word.
"Well, where next?" Nathan asked finally.
"I have to go home," Rosanne said as firmly as she could.
"Fine, your place then," Bob said, and they all got up.
"But. . . "Rosanne said nervously."
"Shut up," Janna hissed, taking her arm. "You can go to bed if you want, okay?"
Rosanne blushed but didn't say anything.
"Well, drinks?" Janna said brightly as they got into the big main room of the house she and Rosanne had rented.
It was a nice house, all wood with ornamental beams with wide picture windows facing the beach.
Rosanne put the radio on and helped Janna get the drinks. She noticed that Nathan and Bob had closed all the curtains without asking, even though it was only just getting dark. She handed out the drinks and sat in a chair, nervous, wondering how long she had to do this before she could make an excuse and go to her room. It had a television, so Janna could to what she wanted without anybody being disturbed.
Without warning, Andrea got up and went over to Bob.
"Wanna dance?" She brazenly slid her hands down over the front of her tight dress.
"Sure."
That made Janna furious. Bob was supposed to be her man for the night. When Andrea's hand started opening the top of Bob's shirt, Janna got up and tapped Andrea on the shoulder.
"I'm breaking in," she said.
"No you're not." Andrea giggled. "I've been fucking him longer than you have." She pressed her pussy into the front of Bob's pants and sneered at Janna. "You wanna fuck him?"
"Don't get smart with me," Janna hissed. "These are our dates." She grabbed Andrea and pulled her away from Bob. "Get the fuck out!"
Instantly Bob grabbed Janna by the hair and pulled her right to him. She was so startled that she didn't scream.
"Apologize!" he snarled.
"What the fuck?" Janna yelled. "Let go of my hair and get the fuck out! All of you!"
Bob laughed and threw Janna across the sofa back by her hair. She screamed, jerking as she hit it, trying to spin away. But his hand gripped her arm tightly and twisted it until it was up against her back and she was trapped across the sofa back, her legs kicking, showing most of her thighs as the short denim skirt rode up.
Rosanne stared at this without being able to believe it. She sprang up as Janna screamed and twisted on the sofa back.
"Leave her alone, get out!" she demanded.
Nathan gripped her wrists. His steely eyes bored into her as he clipped a pair of handcuffs on and held her effortlessly.
"Let go!" Rosanne screamed. "Help, help!"
Nathan's hand swept up and lashed her across the face, slamming her to the side. She screamed and struggled.
"Shut up, or I'll gag you!" he snarled.
Rosanne was white with shock. She trembled as he smiled and slipped a rope through the chain of the handcuffs.
"Just play along right," he said, "and we can have a real good time."
"What are you doing?" Rosanne moaned.
"Having fun," Nathan said and threw the end of the rope over one of the ceiling beams. "Don't go away. And watch how we train your friend-it'll be you soon enough."
"What? No, help!" Rosanne screamed as he pulled on the rope and her arms were heaved up over her head. "No, stop this, no!"
He pulled until her arms were stretched up tightly above her head and most of her weight was on her wrists. The handcuffs cut into her flesh, and she moaned with the pain.
"Let me go!" she wept.
Nathan chuckled and held up a towel. "Just shut the fuck up, or you'll get this stuffed in that lovely mouth of yours! And I wanna save that mouth for my cock, lady."
Rosanne almost fainted at his sordid words. She wept and looked down to see that the hem of her expensive leather dress had been pulled well above her knees and that most of her wonderful legs were showing. She kept them firmly closed, cursing Janna for getting them into this mess.
But Janna had bigger problems than that. While Rosanne was being strung up, Bob and Percy had grabbed her ankles and lashed them to the legs of the sofa so that they were spread just about as wide as they would go. Her ass wiggled on the top of the sofa back and her short skirt was well above her stocking tops, showing the creamy white of her thighs.
Then, to make things worse, the men took her wrists and lashed them to the front sofa legs so that the screaming, struggling blonde was completely spread-eagled over the sofa back. Her legs were stretched to the limit and her lovely tits strained against the front of the tight blouse she wore.
Andrea giggled and knelt down by Janna's furious, terrified face.
"Like it?" she said, running her fingers over the front of Janna's blouse, scratching at her tits through the material and the lacy bra Janna wore .underneath it.
"Get off me!" Janna screamed, her platinum hair falling all over her face as she tried to hold it off the pillows. "I'll kill you when I get free!"
Andrea just giggled again and got up, reaching for the zipper of her dress. She slid it down her back and let it drop down until she could step out of it.
Rosanne stared, her fear and horror rising by the moment. Andrea was wearing a slip. Her stockings and panties could be seen through the transparent slip. She paraded in her high heels, flicking the hem of her slip up over her panties, spreading her legs in front of the bound Janna and grinning at her.
"Boy, are you gonna get fucked tonight," she grinned, caressing her small, thrusting tits through the little slip.
"You stop this!" Janna screamed. "Let me up!" She twisted violently as she felt Bob's hands running over her thighs. "Get off me, get off me!"
But Bob slid his hand up under her skirt and pushed it slowly over Janna's heaving ass until it fell over the peak and down her struggling back.
"Fuck! Look at that!" he gasped, running his hands over Janna's tight ass-cheeks.
"Stop it, no!" Janna screamed, twisting helplessly on the sofa back.
Rosanne knew her friend was regretting dressing as she had. Not only was her little skirt so sexy, but she was wearing panties that ran right into the crack of her ass, revealing the whole of her ass-cheeks.
"Shut the fuck up," Bob said and slapped Janna on one of her stretched ass-cheeks. "You'll have enough to scream about soon."
"You get the fuck out of here!" Janna screamed just as Nathan came back in from the car.
He put a large suitcase down and opened it.
Both Rosanne and Janna saw inside it-and both of them screamed. There were whips in there, chains and other bonds, dildos, and many other terrible-looking things. He picked up a riding crop and walked slowly over behind the struggling, screaming Janna.
"Gag her," Nathan said.
Instantly Percy grabbed Janna's hair and stuffed a rag in and then tied a longer rag around her face to keep it in. Janna spluttered and screamed, but her voice was cut to a low gurgle and her lovely fawn-like eyes stared at the three men with open horror.
"First, you gotta learn some manners," Nathan said. "You don't bitch Andrea out without permission. Then we'll talk."
Rosanne felt her heart pounding. She saw Nathan lift the riding crop up, over Janna's heaving ass. The other two men stood around, watching. Rosanne could see the massive bulges of their cocks in their pants. Andrea simpered and slid her hands around Percy, caressing his prick through his pants, pressing her pussy against his ass.
The riding crop lashed down, right across Janna's tight ass.
The blonde's muffled scream burst out as her body went rigid, her ass trembling as a thin red line of agony appeared on her flesh. Her legs shook and her hands pulled at the bonds as the riding crop lashed down again, beating more agonizing pain into her tight ass-cheeks. Nathan whipped her ass hard, the heavy crop beating in with a sickening slap.
"How many was that?" he asked and leaned forward, counting the stripes on Janna's jerking, trembling ass. "Four. Only two more, and then we can talk."
"Uuururff!" Janna screamed, twisting in agony as the crop whipped into her ass-flesh, driving more pain through her. The crop swished up one more time and lashed down, beating into her ass and sending her jerking across the sofa back in her agony.
"Take the gag out," Nathan said.
"You bastard, you shit!" Janna screamed as Percy took the rag out of her mouth. "I'll see you rot in hell for this, you ..."
"Don't you learn?" Nathan said and lashed her ass again with the crop.
"Aaaaghhh! Stop, you shit, stop!" Janna screamed, jerking up in her agony as another thin stripe of pain was beaten into her flesh. "Aaaahhh! You shit!"
"Don't you get it yet?" Nathan asked and beat her hard, lashing the crop into her ass with all his force.
"Urrrhh! Stop, please, stop!" Janna begged, sobbing helplessly as her whipped ass glowed and throbbed with the pain.
"Better, now try harder," Nathan said, lashing the crop into Janna's tight ass.
"Aaaghhhh! Please, please, stop, I'll do anything you want, please, stop!"
"Good, that's more like it." Nathan took the crop and went around to Janna's staring, weeping face. "Kiss it and say: 'Thank you, Nathan, for teaching me manners.' " Janna gave a gurgling moan of horror and stared at him in real hatred, but her mouth sank slowly towards the riding crop. Her soft red lips kissed the thin rod and she moaned.
"Thank you, Nathan, for teaching me manners," she wept.
"See how easy it is?" he chuckled. "Now beg us for some cock. I know you like cock, baby and you're gonna get it."
"You bastard, you're not gonna fuck me!" Janna screamed before she knew what she was saying. "No! I didn't mean that! I . . . aaagggghh!"
The crop lashed her ass again.
"You're a stupid bitch," Nathan said. "Now you've got to suck Percy off while I teach you more manners. Then we'll talk again."
"Please, Nathan, no! I'll be good! I don't know what I was thinking about! Really, I'll do whatever you want!" Janna said, her luscious legs straining against the back of the sofa.
"I don't think I'll use this," Nathan said, looking at the crop. "Let's see."
He walked over to the suitcase, and Janna gave a low moan of horror. She had reason to, for Andrea had pulled Percy forward, right in front of Janna's staring eyes and was unzipping his pants.
"You're gonna suck my man off, huh?" Andrea said. "You'll pay for that, you wait."
"I'll get you, bitch!" Janna snarled. "I'll pull your fuckin' tits off."
"Oooohhh!" Andrea giggled. "We'll see about that."
She eased Percy's pants down, helped him out of them. His cock throbbed in his briefs, and Rosanne trembled at the size of it. All the men seemed to have big cocks. If there was one thing that was good about Martin, it was that he had a small cock and it always shot in seconds after he pushed it into her cunt.
Andrea slid Percy's cock out of his briefs, and it was as big as Rosanne had been afraid it was-eight or nine inches of solid cock-meat. Andrea played with his cock, stroking the rock hard shaft, pushing the cock-head over Janna's lips, stroking it back and forth.
"Tell me how much you wanna suck this," she purred, "how you'll take anything I wanna do just to get your lips around this wonderful dick." She giggled and gripped Janna by her hair. "Tell me!"
"Fuck you!" Janna screamed, struggling to get free.
"Gonna pull my tits off if you get free?" Andrea giggled. "Like this?" "No, you bitch, no!" Janna screamed.
But Andrea gripped the top of her tight blouse and ripped at it, tearing the buttons out in sudden heaves. Janna wailed, her crimson ass jerking against the sofa back as she watched her blouse tear in Andrea's strong hands.
The blonde tore Janna's blouse to the waist, ripping it out of her skirt and going for the bra. Janna screamed at her, but Andrea pulled the little half-cups away and revealed Janna's heaving tits to the three men.
"Not bad, hey boys?" Andrea giggled, running her hands over Janna's tits, stroking the soft swelling tit-flesh.
"Bitch! Stop that, you fucking lezzie, stop!" Janna screamed, struggling in horror against the bonds. She screamed and lurched as Andrea worked two fingernails of each hand around her nipples and started to roll them, biting her nails in hard. "Stop, no, that hurts, no!"
"Wouldn't you just love to suck my pussy after Percy's cock?" Andrea asked.
"I'll.trite it off!" Janna yelled.
She jerked instantly, screaming in pain as Nathan lashed her ass with a cat, the knotted tails beating into her crimson ass-flesh. He leaned in on the screaming, struggling blonde.
"You bite anything without being told to, and you'll know the real meaning of pain," he hissed. "And if you do any real damage, then you'll be out on our boat, with your feet in concrete. You get my meaning?"
Both Janna and Rosanne went white with shock at that. Janna turned to him, her eyes full of tears, her lips trembling.
"Good," Nathan said. "Now pay attention to Andrea."
Janna trembled from head to toe as Andrea rolled her nipples again, her fingernails biting hard into her tit-flesh. She sobbed and gave a bubbling moan, staring at her nipples as they throbbed and ached in Andrea's fingers.
"Now tell me how much you want to suck my pussy," Andrea hissed.
"Yes, yes, I wanna suck your pussy!" Janna moaned, her platinum hair falling almost to the carpet.
Andrea smiled and let go of Janna's tits, reaching for her hair. She pulled Janna's face up and thrust her panty-covered pussy at the bound blonde's mouth.
"Kiss my cunt," she demanded.
Janna sobbed in shame, but she allowed her luscious full lips to be pressed against the tight crotch of Andrea's panties. She kissed the thin white material, keeping her mouth shut as Andrea rubbed it with her pussy-mound.
"Lick my pussy through it," Andrea said softly, keeping her hand gripped firmly in Janna's hair.
Janna moaned, but she opened her lips and flicked her tongue out, running it over the tight white material of Andrea's panties. The crotch was already wet with Andrea's pussy-juices, and she tasted them as she licked the little embroidered flowers on the panties.
"Mmmmnnn!" Andrea purred, spreading her legs wider and pushing her pussy harder at Janna's mouth. "I like that, I really like that!" She rolled her ass, forcing her cunt on Janna's mouth harder, gripping the blonde's lovely hair with both hands. "I'm so sorry to hold you up, boys, but the bitch wanted to suck my pussy. What could I do?" She giggled and gave a sudden spasm of orgasm, her pussy-juices wetting her panties faster than Janna's tongue. "Ohhhh, yeah, yeah!" She moaned and came again, sighing with satisfaction. "Ohhhh, that's good enough to start with!"
Andrea released the helpless blonde.
Janna sobbed helplessly, her sexy, sultry face showing every ounce of her suffering. But she didn't have much time to think about her shame. Percy grabbed her hair and pushed his thick hard cock at her mouth.
"Suck my cock, bitch! Suck it real good," he ordered.
From her helpless position, bound to the rope that ran over the beam, Rosanne watched in desperate horror. She saw the cat swing up over Janna's red ass, then beat down, the knotted tails beating into the blonde's soft ass-flesh. Janna gasped as her mouth sank down over Percy's thick cock-head. He grunted with lust, watching as the lovely blonde swallowed his hard prick. The cat whipped Janna and her bubbling scream rang out from around the massive cock fucking into her mouth.
"Come on, bitch, suck him off! This goes on until he shoots!" Nathan yelled, lashing the bound blonde, the cat tails covering every inch of her stretched ass-flesh.
"Uuuurrh! Yeah!" Percy groaned, his cock sliding deeper into Janna's desperate mouth with each lash of the cat. "Come on, Nathan, give her a good one-I wanna get into her throat!"
Rosanne moaned as she watched Nathan lashing the cat into Janna's heaving ass and her blonde friend's desperate struggles to take more of Percy's cock. He gasped and pushed his prick at her throat, more than half its length inside her lips. The cat whipped down and Janna screamed around the thick cock, her neck bulging as Percy forced his fucker deeper.
"Yeahhh!" he yelled, gripping Janna's hair hard, ramming his cock into her throat until her soft lips rubbed in his cock-hair and she gagged on his fuck-meat. "Ooooohhh, yeah, not long now, darling, not long now!" He laughed, churning his cock deep in Janna's throat.
Rosanne knew they would force her to do that before long-and she felt she would die rather than suck a man's cock. Particularly since all that cum would shoot out.
"Don't you love to watch?" Andrea hissed in Rosanne's ear, which made her jerk in surprise and horror. She stood behind the helpless wife and slid her hand down under the hem of Rosanne's expensive leather dress. "Open your legs."
"No, please!" Rosanne moaned, staring at Janna's mouth as it slammed up and down on Percy's thrusting fucker.
"Open your legs," Andrea hissed, "unless you want what your friend's getting."
That was more than enough threat for the chestnut-haired beauty. With a moan of submission, Rosanne slid her high heels apart on the floor, opening her long legs. It put more weight on her arms, but that was better than the whip. Her lovely thighs trembled as Andrea ran her Angers over them and purred with delight as she touched Rosanne's stocking tops.
"You two sure know how to dress," she said. "Now, how would you like me to suck your pussy?"
Rosanne thought she would die then and there. Nothing, absolutely nothing, would make her ask another woman to do anything as disgusting as that.
CHAPTER TWO
Janna's screams burst out from around Percy's cock, and she writhed in agony on the sofa back, her ass trembling as the cat lashed into it. Her blond hair flicked around her face as she sucked at the massive fuck-pole ramming at her throat. She strained at the bonds, her arms and legs jerking.
But Percy was loving every second of the blonde's forced humiliation. He growled with lust, thrusting his fucker at her throat each time her frantic heaves-brought her mouth down on it. Janna's neck was bulging with his cock-head as it rammed in and out, her screams rising and falling as they were choked off by his prick. Percy laughed, gripping her hair, forcing her mouth even deeper.
Janna's body jerked as the cat lashed into her ass. Her ass-flesh was already crimson, and each extra stroke added fresh stripes of agony along with little points of pain where the knots beat in. Her little panties were no use either, for the back of them ran deep in her ass-crack and her ass-cheeks were totally bare to the swinging cat. Desperately, she tried to close her legs, but the bonds were more than strong enough to hold her. She screamed and swallowed Percy's cock, taking it right in as the whip lashed her ass.
But Nathan was doing more than whipping her ass. Some of the cat tails were flicking between the blonde's legs and beating into her panties, right over her pussy. The thin material was already showing every curve of her cunt-lips as the panties were whipped into her flesh, and now they were getting damp.
"Fuuuuck!" Nathan chuckled, lashing even more of the cat into Janna's cunt, driving the main force of the blow between her shivering ass-cheeks. "Look at the cunt!"
Janna's scream burst out from around Percy's fucker, but her ass was jerking up as the cat lashed in and her spread thighs jerked helplessly in an awful arousal. Her head pumped up and down on Percy's cock, ramming it right into her throat as her passion mounted. Her screams were getting guttural and demanding, and her whole body was starting to spasm.
With a horrible laugh, Percy pulled Rosanne's mouth off his cock and grinned down at her, holding his cock, running it over her lips.
"Beg for it!" he snarled.
"Fuck off!" Janna screamed, her ass jerking as she waited for the beat of the cat.
Her tits heaved right out of her torn blouse. Her bra had been pushed well out of the way, so her delicious tit-mounds were showing.
"Come on, beg for it, whore! We know you," Percy laughed, pushing his cock just inside Janna's open mouth.
Janna gave a muffled groan, her ass swaying and straining, pushing up.
Nathan took the cat and ran it over Janna's hot red ass. She moaned and heaved at it, and he gave a terrible laugh.
"Come on, bitch, beg for it!" he snarled.
"I want cock-not that!" Janna screamed. "Come on, if you're men, you'll give me cock!" She moaned and licked at Percy's fucker.
"So, you want cock," Nathan laughed. "Beg for it all, bitch!" He stepped back and lashed Janna's ass, driving a desperate scream from the bound blonde.
"Aaahhhh!" Janna strained at the bonds. "Gimme cock, you bastards, cock!" she wailed, her whole body thrashing around on the sofa back.
Nathan laughed and lashed her ass. "Okay, we'll get you later, whore. You just give Percy his blow-job, and then we'll talk about cock for you."
He whipped Janna's heaving ass, and the blonde screamed in desperation and horrible lust as Percy rammed his cock into her throat again.
To the helplessly hanging Rosanne, her friend's arousal seemed like a betrayal. She didn't know how Janna could allow them to know she was hungry for sex. But Rosanne had other horrors to think about. Andrea's fingers were running over her thighs, stroking her white flesh, moving slowly towards her open pussy in her little white panties.
"No, no, please," Rosanne moaned, struggling against the handcuffs.
But she was too terrified to close her legs and stop the horrible blonde. She bit her Up, sobbing as Andrea leaned against her, pressing her tits into her back through the little slip she still had on.
"Yeah," Andrea whispered, "don't you love it?" She giggled, her fingers running over the soft tops of Rosanne's inner thighs, stroking the edge of the little white panties. "Now, come on, how would you like me to suck your pussy while you watch your friend get off on it? She loves it. She's gonna come just sucking Percy's cock. Look at her."
Rosanne moaned and sobbed, trembling with horror as Andrea played with her cunt. The idea of having her pussy sucked at all was horrible, but having it sucked by another woman was more than she could stand.
"You know how I like to suck pussy?" Andrea whispered. "While the bitch is being whipped. That drives 'em crazy."
"Please, please!" Rosanne begged. "Don't, please, I don't like it!"
"What do you like?" Andrea demanded, her fingers running over Rosanne's tight panties.
'I don't like it!" Rosanne moaned. "Please, I don't like sex!" She heaved and jerked against Andrea's body as the blonde burst into uncontrollable giggles.
"Wow! Hey, boys, she doesn't like sex!" Andrea yelled.
Only Bob looked up and grinned at her. Nathan and Percy were far too involved with the screaming, struggling Janna.
Nathan lashed Janna's heaving ass as it jerked up helplessly for the cat. Janna's whole body was spasming in terrible desire. Her thighs spasmed, her crimson ass heaving, her panties getting wetter with each Wow of the leather on her pussy.
"Come on, bitch, get ready! You're gonna get a mouthful of cum!" Percy yelled, gripping Janna's hair and ramming his cock right into her throat. "Oh, fuck, fuck, wow!" His heaving cock swelled and jerked as Janna's hot wet mouth slid up and down. "Jesus! Fuck, I'm coming, ohhhh, fuck, I'm coming!"
Janna's mouth slammed down on his cock, taking it to the balls. Her throat bulged, her blonde hair thrashed around and she heaved against the sofa until it jerked and rolled a Utile on the carpet. The cat lashed her pussy hard, and she gave a terrible bubbling scream, holding Percy's cock deep in her throat, her mouth working over it as a stream of hot cum burst out of his balls.
"Oooh, yeah, yeah!" Percy roared, gripping Janna's hair even harder, his cock buried in her throat. "Fuck, Nathan, I reckon she's coming!"
The hot gush of jizz erupted from his cock, deep in Janna's throat.
The cat lashed her ass and the blonde spasmed as her throat filled with cum. She gurgled around Percy's cock, sucking the hot wads of spunk down, taking it all in her lust. Her ass jerked and heaved, her cunt throbbing wildly, the outline of her pulsating pussy-Ups clearly showing in her tight wet panties.
"Come on, bitch!" Nathan yelled, lashing Janna's heaving cunt as it thrust out at him.
But Janna was too far gone and her mouth was too full of cock to do more than moan around the spurting fucker as it filled her throat. Her body spasmed and throbbed, and her throat sucked at Percy's cock as it poured out cum, all of it sliding down into her stomach. Her little denim skirt flicked around her ass and her tits thrust and bounced as she writhed wildly.
"Ooooururhh!" Percy moaned in a long drawn-out sigh as the final great wads of his cum burst out of his cock. He moaned, sliding his cock deep in Janna's throat, his trembling cock-head stretching her throat as she sucked him dry. "Fuck, the whore's got a mouth! Jesus, I gotta have that again, you know that? Jeez, baby, you're gonna suck a lot of cock tonight!"
His grip slackened on her hair and Janna's mouth slid up his hard and twitching cock-rod, her tongue working over the cock-flesh as she moaned and jerked. She gave a final scream as Nathan whipped her pussy, but her lips stayed around Percy's fucker.
"Hey, look! The whore can't get enough." Percy laughed, letting the moaning blonde work her delicious lips over his cock-head. "Come on, cunt, tell us how much you want it."
"I want cock," Janna moaned, her lips touching his cock-tip. "I want cock up my cunt! Come on, you got what you wanted." She gave a terrible sob and tried to take more of Percy's prick into her mouth.
"You got what you wanted too, hey?" Nathan snarled, gripping Janna's hair viciously and pulling her head up until she screamed with the pain in her neck. "Come on, bitch, confess! You came, didn't you?"
"No, no, that's a he!" Janna screamed. "Come on, fuck me, that'll make me come! Come on, big boy! Or can't you get it up without a whip? Huh?"
"Bitch!" Nathan yelled. "You stay there until you learn some fuckin' manners." He threw Janna's head down and the helpless blonde moaned as her face fell into the sofa cushions. "You wanna fuck her?" he asked Bob.
"Maybe," Bob said, grinning. He slapped Janna's ass and she gave a shudder and jerked on the sofa back. "But I don't think she gets any cock until she 'fesses up." He spanked her ass again. "Lemme work on her a bit."
"Sure," Nathan said pleasantly. "We got this other one, anyway."
As Janna gave a low moan and shivered on the sofa back, Bob went off to the case and the other two men went for the hanging Rosanne.
"Oh, no!" Rosanne moaned as she realized it was her turn now.
She sobbed with shame, her expensive red leather dress up over her ass, her pussy being stroked by Andrea's expert fingers. But all she felt was horror, a horror that got deeper as Nathan and Percy stopped close by and grinned.
"Well, look at that, Andrea being a bitch again," Nathan said. "You know, Percy, she really is a whore-likes cunt as much as cock, if you ask me." "That's okay," Percy said easily, "as long as I get the pussy, too." He laughed and rubbed his cock gently, staring at Rosanne as she hung from her wrists.
Instantly his prick started to stiffen, adding to Rosanne's horror.
"Well, what do we wanna do with this one?" Nathan asked, running his hand over the shivering, weeping Rosanne.
"Please, let me go, please! I hate sex!" Rosanne sobbed.
"What's that got to do with it?" Nathan asked. "I don't give a shit what you want, only what I want. And I wanna have a lot of fun with you, bitch, a lot of fun!" He grinned and stroked her body through the red leather dress. "Nice."
"She won't tell me how much she wants me to suck her pussy," Andrea pouted.
"Tut, tut," Nathan said, smiling into Rosanne's tear-filled eyes. "She's gotta love having her pussy sucked. Hold her dress up."
"Sure, Nathan," Andrea simpered and pulled Rosanne's lovely leather dress up to the bound woman's waist, revealing the whole of her delicious legs, pussy and ass.
Rosanne sobbed and wanted to die. The humiliation of her bondage was almost more than she could take. All of her lovely slim legs in the pale stockings were showing, and the high heels she had on pushed the muscles into even more attractive shapes than usual. Her cuntal mound was clearly visible through her almost-transparent panties and the dark patch of her pussy-hair could be clearly seen. She sobbed and hung her head.
Percy's cock was hard again, even after he'd just shot his cum-load into Janna's throat.
Nathan couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Fuck," he gasped, "that's the best pair of legs I ever saw! Look at them!" He ran his hand over the cock-bulge in his pants and groaned with lust.
"Fuck, mine are as just good," Andrea said, sliding the hem of her little slip up over her pussy. "Tell me mine are as good, or I'll whip the bitch!"
"I don't give a shit what you do to her," Nathan laughed. "You wanna suck her pussy?"
"Yeah, I wanna suck the bitch," Andrea said, her fingers running over Rosanne's panties.
"We gotta get her hot somehow."
"We'll get her hot," Nathan said grimly, picking up the riding crop. "Now, you just tell me when you want Andrea to suck your pussy." He started to move around behind the struggling Rosanne.
Rosanne shivered as if an electric shock had gone through her. She screamed, jerked on the handcuffs, her eyes wide with terror.
"Yes, yes, I want her to do it!" she moaned. "Please, she can do it."
"Shit," Nathan said mockingly, "not even one stroke and the cunt gives in. You're no fucking fun." He came back, holding the crop, his eyes boring into Rosanne's face. "What can she do? And get it right, or I'll whip you anyway."
"She can ... she can suck my pussy!" Rosanne wailed, tears running down her face as she stared at the terrible riding crop.
"Beg her!" Nathan snapped, sliding the crop through his fingers.
"Please, please, suck my pussy!" Rosanne sobbed, her cunt throbbing with shame as Andrea's fingers kept up their slow caresses on her panties.
"Say her name."
"Please, Andrea, suck my pussy!" Rosanne wailed in her terrible shame.
"And beg to suck hers," Nathan said, his eyes never leaving Rosanne's trembling face.
It was almost more than Rosanne could do to say that, but she took a glance at the crop and knew she had to.
"Please, Andrea, let me suck your pussy, too!"
"Good," Nathan said. "Go on, Andrea, have a good time."
The simpering little blonde slid to her knees in front of Rosanne and kissed the shaking brunette just above her stocking top. Then, slowly, enjoying every moment of Rosanne's degradation, she kissed her way up the bound woman's thighs, moving from one to the other, heading for the tight little panties.
Rosanne moaned, her legs trembling as Andrea's soft lips moved up her thighs, kissing gently, sending sharp electric spasms through the bound wife. Rosanne wept helplessly as the two men stood by, watching, enjoying it all. Percy's cock heaved a little in his hand as he worked it and the cock-bulge in Nathan's pants throbbed. Rosanne could hardly take her eyes off that bulge. She hoped desperately his cock wasn't as big as it looked. If it was and Nathan wanted to fuck her, she'd be in real trouble. That cock was far too big for her little pussy.
Andrea's soft lips brushed over Rosanne's clit, and Rosanne groaned with horror. Her thighs trembled and she sobbed helplessly as Andrea kissed her cunt through her little panties.
"Mmmnn, she smells nice," Andrea crooned, sliding her fingers up Rosanne's thighs, closing in on the helpless wife's pussy. She eased the tight crotch of Rosanne's panties aside and worked her finger over the trembling pussy-crack, rubbing Rosanne's clit and grinning up at the bound brunette. "Don't you love it?"
Rosanne sobbed and closed her eyes. "Please, please stop!" she begged.
"You don't learn, cunt," Nathan said smoothly. He pushed the riding crop under Rosanne's nose. "Now, tell us how much you love having your pussy sucked."
"Yes, yes!" she moaned. "I love having my pussy sucked."
"And how you come every time a bitch like Andrea sucks you," Nathan added, running the terrible crop over Rosanne's trembling mouth.
"I can't come for you, I can't! Please, don't, don't!" Rosanne begged, her eyes wide with horror.
"Then fake it, bitch. Come on, you fake it for your husband, no?" Nathan laughed, pushing the crop at Rosanne's mouth until she had to open her lips a little and let the hard length of leather-covered metal touch her teeth.
Rosanne wept bitterly at that. She'd never faked an orgasm for Martin. She'd never had or faked an orgasm for anybody.
"Yes, yes!" she groaned as she tasted the leather and felt the horrible strength of the riding crop. "I'll come, I will, I'll come. I always come when my pussy gets sucked!"
Andrea giggled and pulled Rosanne's panties out of the way, her sexy little mouth kissing the tops of Rosanne's thighs, moving around and brushing Rosanne's cunt-lips each time.
Nathan leaned in close to the struggling wife, grinning, tapping the crop in his hand. "Tell me how good it feels," he said.
"Oh, yes, it feels wonderful!" Rosanne moaned as Andrea's mouth ran over her pussy, the blonde's wicked little tongue flicking out between her cunt-lips and licking her clit. She shuddered with shame, though there was a tiny little tingle that started between her legs.
"Then open your legs wider," Nathan grinned, playing with his helpless victim.
Rosanne sobbed, easing her long legs farther apart, her high heels dragging on the carpet. More strain came on her arms and the ache got worse, but the horror was worse than that. She could see Percy, still working his cock as he watched her humiliation, his gaze running up and down her lovely stockinged legs.
"Tell me," Nathan insisted, sliding the riding crop back under Rosanne's nose.
"Yes, yes, it's wonderful!" Rosanne sobbed, shivering as Andrea's mouth moved over her pussy, the blonde's hot tongue licking gently at her clit. Shivers of strange passion trembled in Rosanne's cunt and mingled with her horror and shame as she hung there.
"Then why isn't your pussy pushing for it? Why aren't you getting excited?" Nathan laughed, running the riding crop over Rosanne's lips, teasing and terrifying the helpless wife.
The truth was that Rosanne wasn't sure what to do. She'd never been excited by sex, and she only had some memories of what her girlfriends had told her it felt like. So she moaned, and pushed her cunt at Andrea's mouth, spreading her thighs even wider.
"Better, but come on, how does it feel?" Nathan grinned.
"It feels wonderful! I'm going to come!" Rosanne screamed, sweating inside her expensive leather dress.
Andrea's mouth was pushing harder onto her cunt, licking and sucking at her cunt-flesh until Rosanne thought she was going to die of shame. Andrea's lips sucked the whole of her clit and pussy-flesh in and chewed gently at it with her sharp front teeth. Her tongue pushed into Rosanne's cunt-hole and the bound woman screamed with shame, tossing on the bonds, her wrists aching from the handcuffs.
"Yes, yes!" she wailed in desperation. "It feels wonderful, I love it, I love it, please do it!"
She pushed her pussy at Andrea's mouth, and the hot little blonde lapped it up. Nathan laughed, keeping the riding crop sliding over Rosanne's soft lips.
"Now come," he ordered. "Come, and tell us how good it was."
"Yes!" she wailed, pushing her pussy harder and faster at Andrea's mouth, hoping what she was doing was right. "I'm coming! Ohhhh, its so good!" She gasped as she thought she should, moaning, heaving her cunt over Andrea's mouth.
Andrea giggled, sucking Rosanne's clit harder into her mouth, rolling the sensitive clit-flesh around between her teeth. She pushed Rosanne's thighs wider, flicking her skillful tongue into Rosanne's fuck-hole, rasping it over the trembling cunt-walls.
"Yes, I'm coming!" Rosanne sobbed, shaking and trembling as she'd seen Janna do on the sofa back.
But, in truth, there was an itch, a passion shooting out of the contact of Andrea's mouth on her cunt. It was low, nothing close to an orgasm, but it shivered there, trembling through her pussy.
Andrea sucked Rosanne's clit harder, clamping her teeth down, rolling the clit-flesh, chewing, tightening all the time. She giggled as she licked the trembling flesh of Rosanne's cunt, pushing at the bound woman's thighs.
Rosanne gasped as the little itch in her cunt started turning into pain. She tried to pull her pussy away, but Andrea's grip was too tight and getting tighter all the time. She gasped, shudders of pain bursting out of her pussy.
"Still good?" Nathan chuckled.
"Aaahhhhh! Yes!" Rosanne screamed as Andrea's teeth clamped on her cunt, chewing and tearing at her pussy-flesh.
"So come," Nathan laughed.
"Aaahhh! I'm coming!" Rosanne screamed, gasping and heaving, trying to look as if she were having an orgasm.
The pain in her clit surged and heaved and her lovely long legs trembled. She could see Percy, stroking his cock, watching her terrible pain and humiliation.
Andrea bit and pulled back, her teeth so deeply clamped on Rosanne's cunt that they pulled the trembling, aching flesh with them. Rosanne screamed. She stared down at the horrible blonde who looked up at her with a wicked stare in her eyes as she chewed her helpless pussy.
"Still good?" Nathan laughed.
"Yes, yes, I love it, aaaghhh!" Rosanne screamed as Andrea pushed in and pulled out again, ripping at her shaking pussy.
Andrea did it again, and a sudden spasm shot over Rosanne. She screamed and twisted as a hot shudder of agony and horrible desire burst in her guts. For an endless second it burned in her, and then it was gone. Andrea let go of her cunt and dropped to the floor, laughing and giggling. Rosanne's panties slid back part of the way, almost covering her swollen, throbbing cunt.
"Now tell us how much you wanna get your clothes off and fuck," Nathan said.
Rosanne moaned and stared at him out of clouded eyes. "Yes," she sobbed, "I want to get my clothes off and fuck."
Nathan's eyes had a terrible glint in them as he leaned very close and ran his fingers up and down the neckline of her red leather dress. "Can't get this off with you tied up like that," he said. "Get me a knife, and we'll have to cut it away."
Rosanne screamed in desperation. The dress had been unbelievably expensive. She'd paid for it with her credit card and still had to make even the first payment on it.
"No, please, don't cut it off, please! I'll do anything, anything you want, but don't cut my dress! I'll do anything!"
Nathan grinned. "Anything?" he chuckled.
Rosanne knew it was going to be horrible, but anything would be better than ruining the dress. She shuddered and wept. "Yes, anything, anything!"
"We'll see if you really mean that," Nathan said.
CHAPTER THREE
Bob strolled up to the moaning, struggling Janna, and her eyes widened in terror as she raised her head.
"No, no, please, not that, please!" she begged.
He grinned and dropped a massive vibrator, several bonds and some clamps onto the sofa beside her before he ran a short, thick leather strap under her nose.
"I'm gonna teach you, bitch," he growled.
"And I'm gonna have such fun."
"Please, don't whip me again!" Janna begged, struggling against the bonds. Her swelling tits swayed out of her torn blouse, and her little denim skirt had fallen a little over her crimson ass.
Bob laughed and picked the vibrator up again, turning it in his hands. It was a massive thing, ribbed and curving a little.
"How about this up your cunt?" he asked.
Janna gave a shudder as she looked at the thick fuck-rod. Bob switched it on and it started the purring vibrations that sent the head rolling and shaking. Janna turned away, her stretched legs aching, her whole body sore.
Bob went behind her and Janna waited, listening to Rosanne's screams and moans from across the room. Bob eased her little skirt back up, over her ass and down her back. Janna moaned in a terrible mixture of horror and passion, her pussy-lips twitching, her tits heaving.
Bob ran his hand over her ass, stroking the whipped flesh, grinning to himself as he played with the bound blonde. His fingers eased down into her ass-crack and then farther, right to her pussy in the little panties.
"You bitch," he said, "you're as wet as hell. Fuck, you're soaked." He worked her clit through the panties, rubbing the sensitive bud until Janna moaned and gurgled with helpless desire and her ass started to heave and jerk. "Bitch!"
He whipped the short leather strap on one of her heaving ass-cheeks.
"Urrrhhh!" Janna screamed, lurching up, her pussy-juices flowing into her panties, the single stroke of agony bursting a terrible lust through her ass.
"Come on, bitch, tell us how much you want it, and then you can get free, come on!" Bob said and lashed the strap into Janna's other ass-cheek while his fingers played with her pussy.
"Uuuurrhhh, you fucker!" Janna screamed. "Come on, I wanna be fucked, you can fuck me, come on! But no more, no more of that, please!"
"You stupid cunt!" Bob yelled and whipped Janna's tight ass-cheeks three times each, whipping the strap in with a slap that rang around the room.
"Uuuurrhhh, fucker!" Janna cried, her tight ass-cheeks trembling and heaving on the very top of the sofa back as they got even redder.
Her spread legs shook and pulled at the bonds and she struggled to free her arms, but the bonds held easily. She moaned, knowing the strange lust the strap beat into her would break her soon. But it was horrible for the bound blonde to admit she got off so hard on the agony in her ass, and she fought it with all she had.
"Come on, fuck me, you can fuck me!" she screamed in desperation, twisting around as hard as she could to see her tormentor.
Bob laughed again and picked up the whirring vibrator. He eased Janna's little panties away from her cunt and slid the shaking tip of the imitation cock over her trembling pussy-flesh.
"Yeah," he chuckled, "you know, your ass looks real great with those panties on. Fuck, you got a great ass!" He rolled the vibrator head on Janna's cunt.
"Nooooo!" she begged, "please, no, don't do that!" She sobbed and pushed her head down into the pillows, totally unable to stop the throbbing lust that churned out of her clit. "It's going right up your cunt, bitch!" Bob yelled and lashed the leather strap into her jerking ass.
"Aaahhhh! No, no!" Janna wailed, her body throbbing out of control, rushing into seething lust that was climbing fast to orgasm.
Bob pushed the vibrator harder on Janna's clit, moving it closer to her tight little cunt-hole. Janna moaned and struggled, her ass pulsating out of control on the peak of the sofa back, her stockinged legs heaving until the sofa shook. With a horrible grin on his face, Bob lashed the strap into Janna's ass, whipping each ass-cheek twice as he eased the vibrator to the very open- ing of her cunt.
"You bastard, bastard!" Janna screamed, gyrating on the sofa back, her ass twitching, her ass-cheeks tightening and jerking as she struggled with the depraved lust burning in her guts.
But Bob only laughed again, whipping her ass with the strap as he pushed on the vibrator, and it slid into her cunt easily, moving on her gushing pussy-juices.
Janna screamed in agony and exploding passion as her cunt was filled with the thick imitation cock. The whirring cock-shaft rubbed over her pussy-walls, the ribbed rubber scraping her sensitive flesh as her ass erupted with the stroke of the strap. She jerked up, her back arched, her whole body straining as the repressed lust broke right through, sending her into a screaming, wailing orgasm.
"You bastard! Cunt-sucking fucker! You shit-fucker!" she screamed, tossing out of control on the sofa back.
Bob eased the vibrator back, running the tip over Janna's twitching pussy, stroking it just in and out of her spasming cunt-hole.
"Beg for it!" he laughed and lashed her ass with the strap.
"Aaagghh!" Janna wailed, jerking and tossing, her long, platinum-blonde hair flicking all over her face. Her orgasm surged and faded as the vibrator was fucked in and out of her throbbing cunt. The strap lashed her ass and she surged back up for a moment, hanging on the edge of the climax. But she needed another one, and it didn't come. "You bastard! Why can't you fuck me, like a real man, huh?"
But Bob wasn't falling for it. He eased the vibrator into Janna's cunt again for a moment, sending her lust soaring. He lashed the strap into her sore ass-cheeks as he pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and played the tip over her throbbing clit.
Janna screamed in the most horrible agony of pain and frustration. Her ass heaved back for the vibrator and the strap, but Bob played her expertly, just easing the whirring vibrator head on her cunt and stroking her trembling ass with the strap.
"Beg for it, stupid bitch," he growled, "or I'll keep you like this until you pass out." He lashed her ass again.
"Aaahhh, you bastard, I hate you, I hate it, hate it all!" Janna screamed in desperation, her ass burning and throbbing with passion.
She jerked and struggled, trying to get free, trying to get more of the vibrator into her throbbing, sucking cunt. Her body was burning out of control, and she was helpless in the grip of her depraved lusts. She'd always loved being oversexed, loved the endless desire she had for cock, but now it had betrayed her and she was falling into being no more than a sex-slave to their perverse desires.
Bob laughed and pushed the vibrator into Janna's squirming cunt as he lashed her ass, keeping the screaming, struggling blonde on the edge of her churning orgasm.
"Look at your friend," Nathan murmured to Rosanne as he took the handcuffs off. "Isn't she a whore? You'd never surrender and love it like that, would you?"
Rosanne sobbed and rubbed her wrists, but she didn't answer. She was horrified at the sight of Janna screaming and writhing, her ass wantonly thrusting up for the strap and her cunt trying to swallow the trembling vibrator. Even though Janna was still yelling that she hated it, even Rosanne could see that she was coming. Rosanne knew it was Janna's fault that they, were in this mess. After all, she'd accepted the date with these perverts. She vowed that she'd never speak to Janna again.
"So," Nathan hissed in Rosanne's ear, "you will do anything to protect your dress, huh?"
"Yes, yes," Rosanne sobbed.
"Shall I tell you what you have to do?" Nathan chuckled.
"Yes, tell me," she whispered.
"You go over to that chair and bend over the back," Nathan said, pointing to a chair that matched the sofa. "You'll pull the dress right up over your ass arid beg me to whip you."
Rosanne sobbed and broke into fresh tears.
"You'll take twelve strokes with this," Nathan said, running the riding crop under Rosanne's nose. "And after each one, you'll beg me for the next and say: 'Thank you, master.' " He grinned as the horrified Rosanne sank to her knees, begging him for mercy. "And if you get up, just for a moment, I'll tie you down, give you all the strokes again and then cut the dress off you. Well?"
"Please, not that! You can fuck me, you can have me, please, but not that!" Rosanne wept, clinging to his legs. Trembling in frantic terror, she slid her hand up and touched the massive cock-bulge in his pants. She knew men liked that. "Please, come on, fuck me!"
But Nathan just grinned. "If you wanna save your dress, you get up and go over to the chair," he said.
Rosanne's lovely chestnut hair fell over her face. She had to obey him if she wanted to save the dress. Her ass would heal, but the dress would be ruined forever. Sobbing helplessly, she struggled back to her feet and stood in front of Nathan, hanging her head.
"Ready?" he asked.
Rosanne nodded and wept.
"Over there," Nathan said and pointed with the riding crop.
Rosanne's legs trembled helplessly as she walked over to the chair. She could hardly put one of them in front of the other, she was so terrified. She passed the screaming, heaving Janna as the blonde jerked on the sofa back, her crimson ass pulsating with her depraved desire. Rosanne felt even sicker at that.
She got to the chair and stood, her pussy pressing against the top of the back. She shuddered as the three of them gathered around, grinning at her helpless degradation. Sobbing uncontrollably, she lifted the lovely red leather dress up to her waist, revealing the full length of her legs, her lovely tight ass and the lacy panties and suspender straps that ran down to her stocking tops.
As the others waited, she bent slowly down, her creamy white ass pushing up on the top of j the padded chair back, her face going down towards the cushions. She held her dress up out of the way until she was bent so far down that it wouldn't fall over her ass. Finally she was fully bent over, her ass sticking up, her legs trembling, her hands gripping the chair cushions.
"Open your legs," Nathan ordered.
Rosanne gave a gurgle of horror as she spread her luscious thighs, revealing her swelling cunt-mound and the outline of her pussy-hair. Her stockinged legs shook as she waited, almost out of her mind with terror.
"Now, beg me," Nathan said. He ran his hand over the front of his pants and gasped with lust. His cock was as hard as a bar of steel, and he couldn't take his eyes off the delicious sight of Rosanne's tight, stretched ass-cheeks.
"Please, please whip me!" Rosanne sobbed.
"Louder!"
"Please, whip me!"
"That's better," Nathan said and then, just at that moment, Janna made Rosanne's suffering even worse.
The surging lust in her cunt and ass was too much for the blonde to take anymore. Every cell in her body throbbed with depraved desire, the desire to sink into the pit of lust they held open, waiting for her. She lurched and screamed as the vibrator rubbed her clit and the strap played over her crimson, whipped ass.
"You shit-brained fucker, I want it, give it to me!" she screamed. "Come on!"
"Yeahhh!" Bob roared and lashed her ass with the strap as he rammed the vibrator deep into her spasming pussy. "Yeah, come on, bitch, you can have it all, all of it!"
He whipped her ass as it heaved up in seething desperation and churned the vibrator in her sucking, hot cunt.
"Aaahhh, yeahhh, more, more!" Janna demanded as she surged over the top into the sort of orgasm she bad never thought she'd have. Not just the tepid comes of a cock fucking in and out of her cunt; this climax exploded in her pussy and ass, driving her into a screaming mass of spasming flesh. She jerked at the bonds, heaving her ass up, her sucking cunt devouring the vibrator. "Gimme more! Come on, I can't get enough!"
Rosanne felt as if she'd been betrayed by everyone as she heard that. She pressed her face into the chair seat, sobbing her heart out. Nathan grinned, running the riding crop over her ass, stroking it gently on her panties as he let Janna's screams of depraved desire echo in Rosanne's ears.
Then, with a horrible scream of satisfaction, Janna fell back across the sofa back, her ass relaxing as she pumped it up and down.
Bob stopped the strap, his chest heaving, his eyes glazed with lust, his cock almost bursting out of his pants.
"Fuck!" he gasped.
"That's not enough!" Janna screamed, "I want more, give me more!" She twisted as she heaved on the sofa back, gasping in her surging desire.
"Fuck," Bob snarled, "you're gonna get it up the ass, bitch, and I ain't gonna take the vibrator out!"
He pulled down his pants, revealing his rock- hard fucker in his desperation to get at Janna.
Janna gave a scream of horrible perverse lust, her cunt sucking at the vibrator to keep it in.
"You shit-head! Come on then, but you make it worth it, jerk-face! Make it worth it for me!"
Her fawn-like eyes were alight with raging fuck-lust. Her cunt sucked at the ribbed, churning vibrator that Bob had just let go of. Her sucking pussy worked at it, sliding the end of the shaft several inches in and out of her fuck-channel on each stroke.
"You cunt!" Bob roared as he threw his pants aside and advanced on the bound blonde, his cock sticking out like a skewer.
He gripped her panties and yanked. The flimsy material ripped at once.
"Come on," she yelled as he tossed the ripped panties aside. "I want it, gimme!"
"Keep your fuckin' mouth shut!" he roared, whipping her ass with the strap.
"Make me, piss-brain, make me!" Janna screamed, her ass jerking with terrible lust as the red stain got another stripe added to it.
Bob jerked the vibrator out of Janna's cunt, and she screamed in rage.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" he growled, lashing the strap into her ass.
As Janna screamed for more, he slammed his prick into her cunt, filling it with his cock-meat.
"Just gettin' it wet, whore!" he snarled and pulled his prick out again, streaming with Janna's cunt-juices.
"Fuck-face, shit-brain, you useless fucker, you . . . aaaghghh!" Janna gasped as he slammed the vibrator back into her seething fuck-channel.
"Now, bitch, let's see how you take it up the ass!" Bob yelled as he pulled her aching, crimson ass-cheeks wide open.
"Uururhh, yeahhh, show me, fucker, show me what a man you are! Fuck the shit outa my ass!" Janna screamed, gasping and heaving at his cock.
Bob pushed his cock-head at the tight ring of muscle around Janna's trembling shit-hole. She screamed at him, heaved back and he slid in, his cock-head working right inside her shit-pit.
"Ever had it up the ass before, cunt?" Bob asked, lashing her heaving ass-cheek with the strap.
"None of your fucking business!" Janna screamed. "Just do it, fucker, satisfy me, gimme more, more, more!" She jerked back and screeched with lust as Bob rammed his fuck-pole into the hot, sucking depths of her ass. She felt his cock in her ass rub over the ribbed shaft of the vibrator in her cunt. "Yeaaahh! Ohhhh, come on, gimme, honey, gimme it all!"
While Bob roared and churned his cock in Janna's sucking ass, Rosanne sobbed in horrible shame and fear, for Nathan had finally taken the riding crop away from her trembling ass. She knew it was coming and tried to brace herself, but her whole body was weak and she clutched the chair cushion in her trembling hands.
"Ready?" Nathan said brightly. "I don't want to surprise you."
In a fever of shame and fear, Rosanne nodded her head, her soft chestnut hair all over the chair cushion.
She heard a faint swish, even over Janna's screams and moans. She jerked, heaving in the most awful agony she had ever known as the riding wop whipped into her tight ass-cheeks. Her scream rang off the walls as she fell back into the chair, her legs trembling helplessly.
"Say thank you and beg for the next one," Nathan said, his voice harsh.
"Oh, God!" Rosanne sobbed, her whipped ass burning, the single stripe of red agony denting her flesh. "Thank you, master! Please, give me another one!" She waited, then leaped as a second stripe was added to her flesh. "Aaaahh! Help!"
"Say it!"
"T-thank you, master. Pl-please, give me another one!" the helpless wife moaned.
The riding crop beat in, fraying Rosanne's panties, beating a thick welt in her ass flesh. Her long legs kicked up in her agony i her heels almost to the height of her tortured ass. But somehow she stayed over the chair back, clutching the cushion, praying that she could hold out and save her dress.
"Well?" Nathan asked.
"Uurrhh! Thank, thank you, master. Please, give me another one!" Rosanne wailed into the cushion.
Her panties ripped halfway across as the riding crop lashed right over another welt and cut deep into her trembling ass. Her scream was muffled by the cushion as she held onto it in her horrified desperation.
"Help me, help me!" she wept.
"What?" Nathan asked.
"Uurrhh! Thank you, master. Please g-g-give me another one!" Rosanne sobbed, her lovely body trembling.
She leaped with the next lash, her legs kicking helplessly, one shoe flying off and almost hitting Nathan. Her panties tore again and her skin broke. Blood oozed out of the cut.
"God save me!" Rosanne screamed. "Uurrhh! Thank you, master! Please, give me another one!"
Nathan laughed horribly as he lashed her hard, aiming for the cut on her ass and opening it farther. The blood oozed and Rosanne's scream echoed through the room. She jerked, fell back and almost passed out. Her body went limp and she gasped into the cushion.
"Hey, Nathan," Percy said nervously, "go easy on her!"
"Don't be a wimp," Andrea snapped as she rubbed her pussy, her ass circling.
"No, come on," Percy said, "she's bleeding."
"So fuckin' what?" Nathan demanded. "Come on, bitch, beg for it!"
Rosanne felt her head spinning as she lay in the chair. "Thank you, master," she moaned. "Please, give me another one!"
The agony erupted again, but she didn't feel it as badly. In fact, the agony was almost warm as it exploded in her ass. She jerked, her ass burning with all the fires of hell.
"Fuck," Nathan said, "how many is that? I always forget."
"Dunno," Andrea said, her fingers blurring on her clit. "Give her one more and call it quits. Maybe two. I wanna come."
The riding crop lashed Rosanne's ass and the helpless wife screamed, her body jerking, her ass heaving as another line was added to her agony.
"Thank you, please give me another one!" she moaned, her mouth sucking at the cushion.
Then she screamed, chewing at the cushion as the riding crop whipped into her ass and opened up another cut among the welts that covered her flesh.
"Yeah, one more!" Andrea yelled, gasping as she brought herself off, her fingers digging deep into her sucking pussy.
Rosanne screamed, her body rocking on the chair back as the riding crop whipped the last shreds of her panties apart and left them hanging from her whipped ass. The purple bruises covered her skin, the welts were deep, beaten viciously into her flesh, and the slow ooze of blood still issued from the two cuts. She lay helplessly over the chair back, sobbing and moaning.
"Get up!" Nathan snapped.
It was almost all Rosanne could do to straighten up from the chair back. She sobbed and pushed herself up, holding her dress away from the blood on her ass. Her panties hung from the waistband, shredded by the riding crop.
"C-can I take it off now?" she asked.
"Beg me," Nathan laughed.
"Please, master, can I take my dress off?" Rosanne begged.
"Sure," he chuckled, "whatever you want."
Rosanne was sure he was going to cheat her and cut her dress, but he didn't. The three of them stood around and watched as she pulled it over her head and put it gently on the back of the chair she had suffered so much on. She reached back and felt her ass, shuddering in horror as she touched the blood.
"Put your shoe on," Nathan ordered.
Rosanne staggered over to it, somehow sliding it back on her foot amid all the pain she suffered. She faced them all in just her bra, panties and stockings, her lovely tits heaving.
"Yeah," Nathan said, pointing the crop at the bra, "get that off, too. And the panties."
Even an hour ago, Rosanne wouldn't have dreamed of stripping for such disgusting people. Now she reached at once for her bra clip, frantic to save herself any more pain. She let the little lacy bra cups fall away, reveling to their lustful eyes the perfection of her tits. They were smooth and round, just the right size for her body, the nipples soft red buds in the middle of her wide areolas. Still trembling with fear, she pulled what remained of her panties off.
"Fuuuck!" Nathan gasped. "This bitch is just in-fuckin-credible." He ran his eyes all over Rosanne's luscious body, taking in her legs, the curves of her waist and tits and her lovely, sobbing face. "Come here."
Rosanne trembled and walked, terrified of what was coming next.
"On your knees!" Nathan snapped.
Rosanne fell to her knees, still terrified.
"Suck me off," Nathan ordered. "I got a head on me that'll blow a hole in a tank!"
"Oh, no, please, put it up my pussy-but not that!" Rosanne begged, almost throwing up at the thought of taking a man's cock in her mouth.
Nathan laughed. "Your choice, bitch," he snarled. "Suck me off, or go over the chair and watch your dress get shredded while I whip the shit out of you. Then you can suck me off. Well, bitch?"
Rosanne knew she was beaten. But she also knew she would throw up if she took his cock into her mouth. Then he would whip her anyway. But, with fingers that trembled almost too much to hold anything, she reached up for his pants, her eyes on the massive cock-bulge.
CHAPTER FOUR
Janna spasmed in climax as she writhed on the sofa back. Her cunt sucked at the rubber vibrator as it churned away in her fuck-hole, and her tits heaved and bounced and she clutched at the bonds that held her helplessly spread-eagled. Her blonde hair flicked around her face and her ass lurched back for Bob's thrusting cock as she came, helpless in the grip of her raging fuck-lust.
"Come on, you fucker, whip me!" she screamed, tossing out of control, her legs shaking with the release of her lust.
"You bitch!" Bob roared, leaning back and lashing the leather strap into Janna's tight ass-cheeks. His cock slammed into her shitter, pulsating in her sucking ass-guts, rubbing over the whirring vibrator in her cunt. "I'll give you whip me, cunt!"
He slashed the leather into each of Janna's crimson ass-cheeks in turn, the blows landing as his cock fucked in.
"Uurrrhhh!" Janna screamed as she climaxed endlessly, her passion running totally out of control. "Oh, fuck! Get that thing up my cunt!"
"You get what you get, you whore!" Bob yelled, his cock swelling and heaving in Janna's demanding ass. He gasped and whipped her, his huge prick pounding at her hot shit-hole.
"Uurrhh! Come on, let my hand free, I want it up my cunt!" Janna screamed, her body shaking helplessly as she struggled over the sofa back. Her little denim skirt was tossing around on her back and her stockinged legs strained at the bonds as she tried to get more of his fuck-rod in her sucking ass.
"What? Free your hand?" Bob said, whipping the leather strap into Janna's ass.
"Aaaghh! Yes, yes, what the fuck do you think? Huh? I'm gonna run? Fuck, I'm gonna suck your fucking cock dry! Free my hand, you shit-face!"
"Ohhhh, yeah!" Bob stopped the strap and leaned down over Janna's heaving body. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head up. "What's it worth?" his cock was still in her ass.
"What do you want?" Janna screamed as another explosion of come went off in her ass.
"I want a sex-slave, total sex-slave, that's what I want," Bob hissed.
Janna gave a scream of depraved lust. "Yeah!" she gasped. "Oh, fuck, you got it! But honey, you better satisfy your slave, or fuck it, or I'll find another master who can, got that?" She heaved back at his cock, her ass spasming and sucking at the solid fucker as she came.
Bob roared, his cock slamming into her ass, ramming the spasming blonde into the sofa back as he gripped her hair harder. "Deal, bitch, I got you, every fuckin' inch of you!"
He leaned down and pulled at the bonds that held Janna's wrist to the rope. It slid out and Janna gave a scream of satisfaction, pushing her hand under her spasming body, reaching for the vibrator, which was almost out of her desperate cunt. With a moan of passion, she rammed it back in, rubbing it over his cock as it pistoned to the depths of her cunt.
But Bob wasn't finished. He reached down and freed her other hand. Janna gave a moan of utter desire, reaching back, holding his head to hers.
"Ohhhh, baby, baby!" she moaned as the two of them clung together, rocking and heaving on the sofa back. "Ohhhh, fuck, come on, fuck me like you know I want it!" Whip me baby, whip my ass till I scream and come! Come on, I'm all yours if you can do it!"
She moaned and fell forward, holding the vibrator in her cunt as Bob leaned back, his cock deep in her ass.
"Yeahhh, whore!" he roared in triumph and lashed the leather strap across her ass. His cock throbbed and swelled as he increased the pace of his whipping, beating the leather down into Janna's red ass-cheeks with all the force he had.
"Uuurrrrhhhh, yes, yes, baby, yes!" Janna screamed, her body pulsating on the sofa back. "More, more, come on, do it, do it!"
She came again, gasping as she fucked the vibrator in her cunt and her spasming ass sucked at Bob's prick.
"Shit, shit!" he bellowed, his arm blurring in the air as he lashed Janna's heaving ass. "I'm coming!"
"Yes, yes, fuck my ass!" Janna wailed, her tits heaving in rising desperation as her climaxes burst and rolled over her with no sign of stopping. "Ohhh, come on baby, whip me harder, faster, do it!"
She spasmed, her pussy and ass throbbing as Bob's cock swelled and rammed at her ass, his balls releasing another load of cum.
"Bitch!" he yelled, lashing the strap down across her ass, driving the thick leather into her ass-flesh as hard as he could. Janna's ass seemed to be sucking at his cock as the jizz shot up it. Her insides burst, erupting in lust as the hot cum-cream splattered in her ass-guts, driving her into the final, screaming climax. She sobbed and screamed, her ass demanding every last drop of his cum, her pussy throbbing against the embedded dildo, giving her more incredible pleasure.
Bob roared with release as his cock poured out masses of hot cum, his pounding cock mashing it into Janna's sucking ass-walls. He lashed her ass, the leather whipping her to the pulse of their shared lust, driving the final great spasms of orgasm into the bound blonde.
"Good enough for you, bitch?" he demanded, whipping her with all his power.
"Not bad, mother-fucker!" Janna screamed, , coming as she writhed against the sofa back, her body spasming in the last great pulses of orgasm.
She moaned, sliding down on the cushions, her ass slowing its frantic sucking as the supply of cum from Bob's cock slowed to a dribble and he dropped his arm, panting with satisfaction.
"Okay, slave, I got you!" he gasped, ram- ming his cock at her ass as it oozed cum into her shit-pit.
"Yeaahhh!" Janna breathed, her face in the cushion, her whipped ass heaving gently to the pace of his slowing cock. "But just for now, fucker. You've got a lot more to do. I've been so horny I could fuck an army."
Bob laughed and eased his cock slowly out of her sucking ass. "I'll show you, you little bitch," he said and walked around to her head, pulling her up by her hair again. "Lick my prick clean. That'll teach you who's boss."
But nothing could stop Janna. Instead of being horrified at the cummy cock with all her ass-juices on it-and a trace of shit-she cooed at him and stroked his cock with her skillful fingers.
"You know," she whispered softly, "I could make you whip my ass to get this. And fuck, you'd have to whip it a lot, wouldn't you?"
"You fuckin' bitch!" he gasped, his cock already getting hard again.
"But I'm not gonna do that," she said.
She slid her soft lips over his bulging cock-head, licking up all the cum and juices on his swelling prick.
He moaned, watching as Janna licked his slimy cock clean, her wicked tongue licking up and down it until it shone with her saliva from cock-tip to balls. His cock swelled and got harder by the second, and Janna kept licking until his cock was more than hard enough to ram it up her cunt again.
Then she looked up at him and grinned. "Untie me," she whispered. "I want to give you something special this time."
He untied her legs. But he kept her over the sofa back, rubbing her ass as he pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and slid his hard cock in to take its place.
Janna moaned, her passion surging at once, her pussy sucking at his cock as it fucked slowly in and out. He gripped her denim skirt, ramming against his grip on it as he filled her fuck-hole.
"Oh, fuck, you bastard, I'll come again, I will!" Janna moaned, her ass heaving at him, her body in a low, satisfying throb.
"Yeah, come then," he said, fucking his cock in her pussy. "Come on, have it, have your come." His cock slid deeper, working over her cunt-walls as she fucked harder, her gasps of passion getting louder.
"I know what you want. You want to exhaust me and then fuck the crap out of me, right?" she said, her pussy tingling and throbbing on his cock.
"Yeah," he grinned, "and I can do it too, you wait." He plunged his cock into her fuck-hole as the first spasms of new orgasm burst from her pussy-walls.
"Ohhhh!" Janna sighed, her pussy sucking at his cock.
The orgasm rolled over her, giving her more wonderful satisfaction. Her cunt sucked at his hard cock and she sighed with pleasure. But the satisfaction wasn't enough. It was too soft, just rolling over her with none of the massive release she needed. She moaned and spasmed, dropping down across the sofa back, her head on the cushions.
Bob grinned and stepped back, allowing Janna to get up for the first time.
She cooed and sighed as she turned and rolled her sore ass along the sofa back, moaning at the sudden spurts of excitement that surged out of the contact.
"Well, big boy," she whispered, easing her blouse out of the waistband of her denim skirt, "you want some more?" She slid the blouse down her arms and let it drop, sliding her little bra down with it. She stood and smiled wickedly at him, holding her tits, playing with the luscious tit-mounds as he stared, his chest heaving. "Wanna take my skirt off?"
He growled and reached for the zipper, pulling it down brutally, then ripping the button open and pulling the garment over her swelling hips. Janna stepped out of the skirt and away from the sofa, her long stockinged legs spread for him.
"Whip my tits," she said, staring at the strap still in his hand. She squeezed her tits at him, pushing them out. "Right on the nipples!"
His eyes were glazed as he lifted the strap and lashed it down, the tip whipping into her little nipple-bud.
"Oooohh!" Janna gasped, pushing her tits out harder as her areola began to glow red around the nipple. "More, darling, more!"
He growled and lashed her tits in turn, the tip of the leather strap whipping across her nipples, beating them and her areolas a brilliant red as the blonde moaned and gasped for more.
Janna heaved, her legs spread, her tits held out, her pussy thrusting at Bob as he lashed her tit-flesh. "Ready for something special now?" she asked.
"Better be?" he snarled.
"Uuurrhhh!" Janna gasped as she spasmed in another orgasm, her pussy running juices. "Oh, yeah, it'll be special, trust me!"
She pushed her tits forward for another sharp lashing, gasping as she came. Then she let her luscious tit-mounds loose. They swung there, the area around her nipples red and swollen. She reached for his cock and squeezed it.
"Now, you stay right there," she said softly.
Rosanne had heard the screams of Janna's passion as she knelt, trying to get up the courage to suck Nathan's cock. Her trembling fingers had opened his zipper, reached inside for his prick. When she felt his prick, she almost fainted.
Nathan's cock was even bigger than she'd imagined. There had to be nearly a foot of cock-meat in his pants, throbbing and hard, too thick for her fingers to get around it. She knew she'd never get that big prick into her mouth and that he'd whip her for that. She sobbed, her fingers pulling at the monstrous fucker, her lovely tits heaving. And it was all made so much worse by Percy and Andrea standing close by, watching.
"Come on, bitch, take my pants off," Nathan said. "I gotta shoot in your mouth, cunt. So don't bring me off too fast, or you'll regret it."
Rosanne moaned and wept, reaching for his pants, opening his belt and pulling them down. His pants caught on his cock for a moment and she had to free them, but they came down at last and she helped him out of them. She was sobbing almost too much to do anything as she reached for his underpants, swollen out at the front by his massive fucker.
She pulled his underwear down, revealing his enormous cock for the first time. It was a horrible fuck-monster, curving up to an arrow-shaped cock-head that pulsed, a slow ooze of pre-cum juice coming from his piss-slit.
"Suck it!' he ordered.
Rosanne knew this was the moment of truth.
Her throat convulsed as she moved her trembling lips towards his cock-head. She moaned in horror, smelling the odor of his cock, the man-smell that made her sick. His cock jerked in her hand as he watched her humiliation, his cock oozing more pre-cum juice.
"Lick it," he gasped. "Lick it so fuckin' good!"
Rosanne moaned, her lips only an inch from his cock-head. She held the enormous prick as it strained against her fingers. She closed her eyes, flicking her tongue out over the hot cock-flesh.
Amazingly, she didn't throw up. The hard prick rubbed on her tongue, and a drop of cock-lube ran into her mouth. It tasted strange, but nothing like as horrible as she had thought it would. She sobbed as he pushed his cock and it slid between her lips.
"Yeah, suck it, whore, suck it real good," Nathan growled. He gripped a handful of Rosanne's lovely chestnut hair and pushed his prick harder at her mouth.
Rosanne moaned and almost choked as the enormous hard cock-head slid right into her mouth. She sobbed in shame, trying to pull back.
"Do what you're told, bitch!" Nathan snapped, heaving at her mouth. "Suck it good, and get your fucking teeth out of the way or you'll be back over the chair!"
Rosanne sobbed, but she knew she had to give in. She opened her mouth farther and let him slide his cock right in, filling her soft, sensual mouth.
"Yeahhh!" he sighed, running his prick back and forth, sliding it over her lips, in and out, slowly, savoring every moment. "Oh, fuck yeah, I'm gonna shoot right over your lips, so I can watch it all, yeahhh!" He grinned at the sobbing Rosanne, his rock hard prick running on her tongue. "Tell me how much you love sucking cock!"
"Mmmmnn, yes, yes, I love it!" Rosanne sobbed, trying to stop his horrible cock from going too deeply into her mouth. She put her hand up, gripped his prick, tried to block the massive fucker from pushing so deep.
"Listen, bitch!" he snapped, gripping her hair, ramming his cock at her throat. "Get your fuckin' hand off my cock! Rub my balls, or I'll use the fuckin' crop on you."
Rosanne gagged as his cock-head pushed at her throat. She almost fell backwards, her stomach heaving. His grip on her hair tightened and she knew she was going to vomit.
"Suck it, cunt-suck it!" he yelled, slamming his cock in harder, forcing his cock-head into her throat.
Rosanne gurgled and wept, gagging as Nathan's enormous thick cock-shaft slammed between her lips, ramming deeper.
"Whip the bitch's ass!" Nathan yelled, holding her on her knees, his cock buried in her mouth.
Rosanne screamed and gurgled, staring out of the corners of her eyes as Andrea grinned and picked up the riding crop.
"Come on, whore, take that cock in, take it right down!" Nathan demanded, holding her hair, ramming his cock at her throat.
The riding crop lashed her ass, and Rosanne thought she would pass out. The agony surged right through her. She gasped-and Nathan's cock sank an inch into her throat.
He held his cock there for a moment before pulling it back. "Yeahhhh," he chuckled. "Works every time. Give her another one!"
"No, please, nooooo!" Rosanne wailed, her soft lips rubbing against Nathan's throbbing cock-head. "I'll try, I will, I'll .. . aaagghh!"
Her scream of pain was cut off by Nathan's enormous cock ramming deep, through her mouth and right into her throat. His prick sank in, several inches of it, and she held it there without gagging because the agony was so intense. Her ass burned and throbbed while her throat spasmed around Nathan's cock-head. He grinned in delight, sliding his cock-rod in and out an inch or so as Rosanne's scream beat out from around his cock-shaft.
"Yeahhhh, fuck, that's good!" he gasped and pulled his prick back, running his prick-head over Rosanne's sobbing lips. "Hey, babe, ain't that just the best?"
"Yes, yes, but please, don't whip me!" Rosanne begged, her lips on his cock, her ass still throbbing with pain.
"Well, shit, take it in your pretty little throat and we won't have to whip you, right?" He grinned at his victim, his swollen fucker moving over her lips. "Ready?"
"Yes," Rosanne wept, her throat aching as she thought about taking his cock deep and swallowing all his cum.
"Well, here it comes!" With a growl of pure lust, Nathan rammed his cock between Rosanne's soft lips.
His cock-head slammed at her throat and Rosanne moaned as her neck bulged with the force of the cock-thrust. For a moment her throat took it, but then she gagged, her stomach heaving, her whole body jerking and tossing.
"Whip her!" Nathan yelled, his grip on Rosanne's hair keeping her from pulling her mouth away from his cock.
Andrea lashed the riding crop into Rosanne's shivering ass and the helpless wife spasmed, her thighs shaking, her scream muffled by Nathan's cock.
The agony dulled Rosanne's mind, but she stopped gagging and found she could keep the massive fuck-rod down there, rubbing over her sucking throat sheath. She moaned, the agony aching in her ass and seething up, over her body. Her desperate lingers gripped at Nathan's thighs as she shook.
"Yeah, you got it now, bitch!" he laughed, sliding his cock in and out of her throat. "Yeah, come on, you hot little cunt, you got it, take it all in!" He groaned with lust, starting to pump his cock harder, fucking more than half of his cock between her lips at each stroke. "Yeahhhh, you can take it whore, you can do it!"
Rosanne wept in horror, but she could take Nathan's cock now. The pain in her ass had opened her throat, and her terror of more whipping kept it open. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to watch Percy standing watching, rubbing his cock. She was sure he would rape her next. Her throat spasmed as Nathan slammed his cock in, and she knew he would shoot his cum-load soon.
Then she felt a hand running over her ass. She jerked and trembled, unable to turn away and see who it was because Nathan's grip on her hair was even tighter as he got closer to shooting.
"Hey, ain't cock-suckin' great?" Andrea whispered into Rosanne's ear.
She giggled and winked at Nathan, who was roaring with lust as his cock slid in and out of Rosanne's sucking mouth. She slid one hand deep into the crack of Rosanne's ass while she squeezed Rosanne's aching ass-cheeks with the other.
"Yeah, hey, cock-sucking's just the greatest, right?"
Rosanne moaned, her throat full of cock, her ass erupting with fresh pain as Andrea squeezed and worked it over. But then Andrea's fingers moved deeper, between her thighs, and rubbed her clit. Sudden sharp pulses of an almost-agonizing desire shot out of the contact. Rosanne gasped, her throat opened farther- and Nathan's cock fucked in and out, his balls slapping against her chin with each stroke.
"Ooooh, fuck, yeaaahhh! What the fuck you doin' to the whore, Andrea?" Nathan demanded, pumping his prick in and out, his eyes getting glazed as the cum surged in his balls.
Andrea simpered. "That's a girl's secret, Nathan," she giggled. "Now you just come, just shoot all that lovely cum." Her hand gripped Rosanne's ass tighter as she rubbed the suffering wife's clit.
The contrast of the pain from her ass and the delicious waves of strange passion coming from her rubbed clit made Rosanne moan and squirm. Her thighs trembled as Andrea worked on her pussy, driving spasms of delight through her. Her moans squeezed out from around Nathan's slamming cock and her ass started to lurch in and out.
"Yeahh, getting all wet, right?" Andrea giggled, pushing her pussy hard against Rosanne's ass, holding the brunette tightly.
"Shit! I'm coming!" Nathan bellowed. "Make the bitch take it all, Andrea, or she's in trouble!"
He gasped and rammed his cock between Rosanne's soft red lips to the limit as streams of hot cum burst out of his prick.
Andrea giggled, her blonde hair flicking around her face as she pushed against Rosanne's body and worked on her ass and pussy.
"You got it, Nathan," she laughed. "I'll keep the bitch at it!" She leaned closer, moved her mouth to Rosanne's ear and nibbled at it as Rosanne groaned around Nathan's heaving cock. "Swallow it all, honey, take it all down."
Rosanne felt Nathan's prick jerk in her throat as the cum rushed up his cock-shaft. She trembled all over as she waited for the horrible sticky cum she had to swallow. But her clit was throbbing as Andrea's fingers worked over it, and her head spun with feelings she had never had before. Her pussy was getting wet and Andrea's fingers slipped on her cunt-flesh as they worked her over.
"Yeaaahhh!" Nathan roared as his cock shot the first great gob of cum into Rosanne's throat. He gasped, his fingers gripping her hair like steel as his cum-load exploded. "Take it all down, bitch, take it all down!"
Rosanne shuddered as hot jizz poured into her throat. She felt Nathan's cock pulsing as it pumped, and her throat spasmed around it as she swallowed the horrible cock-cream. But Andrea's fingers twisted her sore ass and rubbed her clit harder, and the eruption of mingled pain and pleasure sent the helpless chestnut-haired wife into a moaning frenzy of passion, her throat sucking even harder as another stream of cum burst out of Nathan's cock.
"Fuuuuck!" he roared, his ass jerking as he rammed his prick deep in Rosanne's throat, shooting streams of hot fuck-juice. "Ohhhh, jeez, Andrea, what you doing to her?"
Andrea giggled, working on Rosanne, twisting and gripping her aching ass while she rubbed the brunette's clit, sending sharp arrows of lust through the cock-sucking wife. She grinned at Nathan and kissed Rosanne's neck.
"Can I have her next?" she asked.
"Sure, baby, sure," Nathan said, his cock streaming cum out. He pulled back a bit, shooting cum right into Rosanne's groaning mouth. "Take it, whore, take it all!"
Rosanne tasted cum for the first time as the stream burst between her lips, running over her tongue in thick gobs. She spasmed in horror, but it wasn't so bad. The taste was a bit salty and sticky, but nowhere near as bad as she'd thought it would be. She swallowed some jism, her pussy spasming as Andrea's fingers worked on her. Nathan roared with lust, pumping out more hot jism, his cock spurting it into her mouth as he released his lust.
"Ooooh, fuck, this is great!" he yelled, pumping his prick in and out, watching as the hot spunk spat from his prick. He pulled back as the stream diminished a little, gazing down in delight, his piss-slit shooting thick wads of cum over Rosanne's soft red lips. "Lick it up, bitch, lick it up!"
Rosanne did as she was told, sucking the cum out as it came out of Nathan's cock. She tasted it, her pussy throbbing with strange passion while Andrea's fingers rubbed and caressed her. The cum-stream slowed to an ooze and still she sucked at the hard cock-head, taking in the cum, swallowing it in a strange haze of passion.
"Yeahhhhh!" Nathan breathed.
He was stroking his cock over Rosanne's mouth, watching as the last drops of his cum spread out over her lips. He roared with cruel laughter as his cock softened a little.
"Well, you want her next?" he asked Andrea.
CHAPTER FIVE
"You bet the fuck I want her," Andrea grinned.
But Janna tapped her on the shoulder.
"You gotta come and help me give my man a good time," Janna said.
"Jesus, will you fuck the hell off?" Andrea said. "I do what I want around here."
"And right now you're coming to give my man a good time," Janna said, tossing her platinum hair back over her shoulders.
"Hey, honey," Andrea said, standing up and leaning on Janna's shoulder, "lemme make it clear for you. Get lost!"
Janna smiled, then grabbed Andrea's blonde hair and twisted her to her knees in an instant. "You're gonna help me give my man a good time," she said.
Andrea screamed with rage and twisted out of Janna's grip, rolling across the floor. "You shit! You cunt-face bitch!" she screeched. "I'm gonna beat the shit out of you for that."
"Oh, yeah?" Janna said, pacing forward, her high heels stabbing into the carpet. She spread her legs and grinned at Andrea, facing her in nothing but her stockings and shoes. "So, come on.
Andrea snarled and grabbed a cat out of the pile by the suitcase. She faced up to Janna, circling, the little slip riding up deliciously over her thighs.
Janna grinned and just as fast grabbed the riding crop. She smiled, watching Andrea as the young blonde circled and paced, holding the cat in her trembling hand.
"Stop them!" Rosanne wailed, turning to Nathan.
Nathan pushed the chestnut-haired beauty to her knees. "What? Stop a fucking cat fight?" He chuckled. "Shit, it gets me hard as a blow-job. Now, work my cock, bitch, and if I ain't hard when they're done, you're in trouble."
Rosanne broke into fresh sobs of horror, but she knew better than to disobey. She took hold of his enormous prick, already stirring with excitement as he watched Janna and Andrea. Trembling with horror, Rosanne pulled his prick up and licked the cock-head. He gave a gurgle of satisfaction and his cock stiffened a little. So she pulled his cock to her mouth and sucked it, working his cock-shaft in her desperation.
"Yeahhhh!" Nathan murmured. "That's not bad, whore. Keep it up."
Rosanne moaned as she obeyed, listening to the sounds of the fight going on behind her back.
"You cunt!" Andrea screamed, lashing out the cat at Janna.
But the older woman dodged easily, swinging back and grinning at Andrea. "Give in now and I won't beat the crap out of you," she said. "But you fuck me around and your ass is gonna be in worse shape than hers." She jerked the riding crop at Rosanne.
"Bitch!" Andrea screamed as she rushed Janna, lashing the cat out in her fury.
Janna took the blow of the whip across her shoulders, turning to meet the swinging tails. Her right hand beat the crop down and Andrea gave a scream of pain, dropping the cat, holding her wrist, sobbing as she saw the red mark growing there.
"On your knees, bitch," Janna snarled, parading around the sobbing Andrea.
"You fuck off!" Andrea screamed. "Hey, Percy, tie her up and whip her again."
"Oh, I dunno," he said dreamily, stroking his cock. "I kinda like what she's doing to you. You were always a bit stuck-up."
"What? Percy, Percy, you can't do this, Percy . . . aaagghhh!" Andrea leaped as the riding crop lashed her ass. She glowered at Janna. "You bitch, you fucking, whore-faced bitch!"
"On your knees now, and I'll use the cat on you," Janna said. "Fuck me around any more, and it'll be this. And you know how it hurts." She grinned and tapped her hand with the crop. Her blonde pussy-hair was wet with her juices and her tits heaved in her seething emotion. "Come on, fuck me around some more, come on."
"You cunt!" Andrea screamed, and she made the mistake of rushing Janna again. She gasped as Janna stepped to the side and lashed her tits with the crop, beating it down across her young thrusting tit-globes. Andrea screamed and fell to her knees in agony, holding her tits where the red lines were already forming, an inch or so above her areolas. "You bitch, you fucking bitch!"
"I thought you fuckers were supposed to teach people manners," Janna said, strutting around the sobbing blonde. "Oh well, if you want something done properly, you have to do it yourself." She prodded Andrea with the end of the riding crop. "Get up and suck my cunt."
"No, no, never!" Andrea wailed.
"Last chance, honey," Janna purred, prodding Andrea again. "Get up and suck my pussy and plead with me to correct you with the cat. If you suck me good, I might. Otherwise it's this."
She lashed the riding crop into Andrea's ass and the little blonde screamed in horror, rolling across the floor.
"Get her off me!" Andrea screamed, twisting and turning as Janna stepped after her.
"Hey, that one's a real bitch," Nathan said, pushing his cock at Rosanne's soft mouth, sliding fully half of it into her trained mouth. "Shit, she's great."
"About time Andrea got a lesson," Percy commented, staring as he watched Janna stand over the shrieking, sobbing Andrea.
"Beg me!" Janna snapped.
"Don't you dare, don't you . . . aagghh!" Andrea screamed as the riding crop lashed across her thighs.
"Get the fuck up, bitch!" Janna ordered, lashing th crop on Andrea's panty-clad ass as the blonde twisted and turned, trying to escape.
"No, you can't do this to me, you can't. . . aagghh!" Andrea jerked in agony as Janna caught her luscious tits with the crop, beating them so hard they bounced on her chest.
"Get up!" Janna snapped.
Andrea crawled to her knees, sobbing, looking for help from the men, but not getting it. Not only wasn't she getting help, they were all watching with massive hard-ons. Nathan slid his cock in and out of Rosanne's submissive mouth while Bob sat in a chair and worked his cock and Percy stood, his eyes glazed as he watched his girlfriend being trained into a slave.
"Suck my pussy," Janna ordered, spreading her legs, gripping Andrea's blonde hair and ramming the helpless girl's face at her cunt.
Andrea moaned as Janna's hot wet cunt worked over her mouth. But her mouth opened and she sucked at the hot red cunt-slit, her hands pressing against Janna's thighs to try and take some of the pressure off her face.
"Suuuuck!" Janna snarled, rolling her cunt over Andrea's mouth, gripping the blonde's hair in a steel grip. She leaned down and lashed the crop into Andrea's ass. "Now beg me to use the cat on you, not this."
Andrea screamed into Janna's cunt-flesh, but her voice was muffled and inaudible as she tried to beg for mercy.
"What's that?" Janna demanded, her platinum hair flicking wildly as she lashed Andrea's ass with the riding crop again. "Speak up, I can't hear you!"
"Please, please, don't whip me!" Andrea wept, her face wet with Janna's pussy-juices.
"But you were naughty and said bad things to me," Janna said. "You have to be punished for that."
"Please, I won't say them again, I won't!" Andrea's sobs got louder as she stared at the dominatrix who had taken her over.
"Well, we'll have to prove that, won't we?" Janna purred, sliding the riding crop over Andrea's red-lined tits.
"Oh, God, please, please!" Andrea begged.
"Ask me nicely and I might use the cat. It doesn't hurt as much as this," Janna said, stroking Andrea's tits with the riding crop.
Andrea gave a terrible gurgle of horror as she realized she was utterly trapped. "Please," she gasped, "please, don't use that on me!" Janna laughed in her face. "Learn, bitch! I'll give you one last chance!"
She brutally pulled Andrea forward, threw the blonde to all fours and lashed her ass with the crop before she could move, beating a thin line into the white panties she wore.
"Aaahhh! Please, use the cat on me, not the riding crop!" Andrea screamed, twisting on the floor in agony.
"Get up, suck pussy and beg!" Janna snarled.
Andrea moved fast, crawling to Janna, running her mouth up the blonde's thighs and kissing her pussy.
"Please, please, use the cat on my ass, not the crop!" she begged.
"Oh, yeah!" Janna asked, her tits heaving with excitement as she worked her cunt over Rosanne's mouth. "What's in it for me?"
"Anything you want. Please, don't use it again!" Andrea sobbed.
"Anything you want, mistress," Janna corrected.
"Anything you want, mistress!" Andrea cried.
"Better. Now make me come," Janna said.
As the weeping Andrea sucked at Janna's hot cunt, Nathan pulled Rosanne's mouth off his rock-hard cock.
"Jesus," he gasped, "I gotta fuck somethin' hot and wet after that."
"Me too," Percy said, "or I'm gonna shoot through the wall."
"Come here!" Nathan snapped at Rosanne.
She was far too terrified to disobey. Meekly, she followed him, then screamed as she saw him pull on the rope that had held her over the beam.
"No, please, don't whip me again!" she begged.
"If you shut the fuck up, you might get away with it," he snarled. "Percy and me are so horny we could fuck a concrete post."
Rosanne put her hands out as he made a loop in the rope. She stared at it as he slid it over her hands and pulled it tight, binding them together. Rosanne's tits heaved and the strangest shudder of passion swept over her. She had never felt anything like it before. Shivers of terrible excitement pulsed up and down her spine as she watched Nathan pull on the rope.
Her pussy got wet, her cuntal walls throbbing in sudden excitement as her arms were pulled up. She could hardly believe it as she was stretched out, just able to stand with her legs apart, the strain pulling right down through her arms. But the pull was sensual now, stretching her, making her tits heave in depraved passion as the two men came towards her, their cocks out and hard, ready to invade her soft body. She moaned, her mouth watering, her pussy throbbing, her eyes glazed with lust.
"What do you want, ass or cunt?" Percy asked.
"I want her cunt," Nathan said, gripping Rosanne's hair, pulling the bound wife's head back. "Yeah, fuck, I want her cunt, all the fuckin' way!"
Rosanne finally understood what they were going to do. She moaned, heaving against the bonds, terror rushing over her. But the horrible, deep excitement surged as well, the submissive desire she had first felt when Andrea worked her ass and rubbed her clit.
She turned her head away as Nathan chuckled and let go of her hair. He ran his hand down between her legs, stroking her aching clit-bud.
"Well, fuck, she's gettin' wet," he said, sliding a finger into Rosanne's tight little cunt-hole. "This where hubby sticks his dick?"
Rosanne moaned and whispered: "Yes."
"You like it?" Nathan laughed, stroking her cut, his terrifying eyes boring into hers.
"No," Rosanne whispered, knowing she couldn't He.
"You're gonna like this, right?" he said, his other hand stroking her tits.
Rosanne heaved against the bonds, tears rolling down her face. "Yes," she whispered.
"Well, looky here, ol' Percy's got his cock all creamed up for your ass. You'd better thank him."
"Thank you, Percy," Rosanne sobbed.
Percy gripped her ass and worked his cock into the deep crack between her ass-cheeks, his cock-head pushing to the crinkled bud of her shitter entrance.
"Fuck, what a great ass!" he laughed.
Rosanne spasmed and went rigid as she felt his lubricated cock-head nudge at her asshole. Her ass tightened, she heaved on the ropes, jerking her body around as sudden pain shot out of the contact.
"Be good," Nathan ordered and took hold of Rosanne's little nipples, rolling the tight buds in his lingers.
Percy pushed again and his hard cock-head worked a little into her ass.
Rosanne lurched, gasping as the pain rushed over her. Her asshole gripping tightly, she pulled away from the invading cock, her mouth trembling.
"Hold still!" Nathan snapped and his fingers tightened on Rosanne's nipples.
Agony surged through her tits. Rosanne heaved and screamed, jerking on the rope, her hands twisting helplessly.
"Hold still!" Nathan yelled.
Rosanne stiffened, holding as still as she could, her hands pulled hard above her head by the rope.
Percy pushed with a guttural groan and his cock-head rammed past the ring of muscle at the entrance to her shit-pit. Rosanne gasped and stiffened as her ass-walls were stretched by his thick cock-head.
"Now ain't that just the best?" Nathan murmured, twisting Rosanne's nipples.
"Yesss!" Rosanne hissed, her dark hair tossing as her asshole spasmed around Percy's cock-head. "Yes, yes!"
Percy laughed and gave a great heave upward. His cock fucked into Rosanne's tight, spasming ass until it filled her ass-guts and he lifted her off her feet on his rigid prick, his loins pressing into her whipped ass.
Rosanne screamed as her shitter throbbed with the massive hunk of cock-meat buried in it. She was lifted up on his cock for an instant, and her legs kicked wildly before he let her down again. She gripped the rope, her tits heaving, her mouth open as she gasped and moaned.
"Yeaaahh!" Percy yelled, churning his cock around in Rosanne's ass. He took hold of her tits, working the nipples just as hard as Nathan had done. "Ready for her cunt, Nathan?"
"You bet," Nathan said and leaned back a little, bending at the knees as he slotted his cock over Rosanne's clit and right to the tight entrance of her little pussy. "Fuck, I can't wait to get up here."
Rosanne sobbed and bit her Up, sure that her pussy or ass would tear open with the two gigantic cocks in her. She closed her eyes and waited as she felt Nathan's cock-head pushing at her little cunt-hole.
"Shit, she's tight," Nathan growled, shoving up, his knees straining.
"Well, hell, man, I'm already up her ass," Percy chuckled, rolling Rosanne's nipples, tightening his grip as he went.
Nathan growled and gave a great heave that had all his lust behind it. His cock-head popped past Rosanne's tight pussy entrance and slid into her cunt, his thick cock-head rasping over Percy's cock as it slid and rolled in her ass. He thrust again, his cock rushing up Rosanne's cunt until it filled her fuck-hole and she had the two enormous cocks buried inside her.
She screamed, twisting on the rope, sandwiched between the two men. Her cunt and ass felt as if they were going to explode, and the thin fleshy division between her cunt and ass throbbed as it was pressed hard between the two raging cocks. Her guts throbbed and ached as the two men started fucking her, one of them slamming up as the other one pulled down. She moaned, her legs spasming in pain, her tits throbbing as Percy's fingers worked her nipples over.
"Ooooh, fuck, this is sooo nice," Percy said, fucking his cock up into Rosanne's shitter, rolling his cock-base against her mashed ass-cheeks.
"You got it!" Nathan laughed, his throbbing fucker digging deep into Rosanne's spasming cunt. He held her hips, holding her down on his prick as he fucked her, grinning into her suffering face. "Come on, bitch, tell me how much you love it!"
"Yes, yes, I love it!" Rosanne sobbed, her hands twisting and heaving in the rope.
Her whole body ached and throbbed as the two men raped her, fucking into her cunt and ass with all the force they could muster. Her sore ass-cheeks throbbed with new pain as Percy's cock slammed up and his hairy groin and thighs slammed into her whipped ass-flesh.
And yet there was something else, something that had started when Andrea rubbed her ass and pussy and had been getting stronger every since. Now the rasping fuck-thrusts of the two cocks, rubbing up and down in her twin fuck-channels, were setting off more of the deep, submissive passion that burned in her guts. She moaned, but her pussy and ass were sucking at the cocks.
"Onhhh, God!" she moaned as she found that her tits were pushing at Percy's fingers and her ass was pushing back at his cock as it slammed in.
She twisted on the rope, trying to stop her body, but she couldn't-the passion was getting too great. Her moans got louder, her pussy spasming over Nathan's prick, sucking at it.
"Fuck, she's getting turned on," Percy laughed, tightening his grip on Rosanne's nipples.
"No, no, it's not true!" Rosanne wept, blushing in her shame. But her cunt was getting hotter, and her ass was ramming back at Percy's cock as if she were in heat.
Nathan laughed and pushed harder on her hips, forcing her down on their cocks. "You come bitch and you deny it, and I'll whip you till you beg for mercy!" he promised, his cock pounding to the depths of her pussy.
Rosanne screamed as terrible passions burst out of her pussy, ass and tits. The combination of the two cocks fucking her, and the surging pain from her nipples had released emotions she never knew she had. The eruption in her guts burned harder, bursting all over her as her ass and pussy spasmed and throbbed around the two cocks.
"Ohhh, God!" she wept as something finally exploded right through her and her whole body went crazy in the first real orgasms of her life.
" Jeezzz, there she goes!" Percy yelled, heaving his cock into her ass, twisting her nipples as hard as he could. His prick throbbed and swelled and the cum surged in his balls. "Jeezz, I'm gonna shoot again! Ohhhhh, fuck!" He slammed his cock up Rosanne's ass, filling her guts with his cock-meat as her ass-walls spasmed around it.
"Aaahhh!" Rosanne screamed as another terrible climax burst over her.
She gasped and sobbed, her cunt and ass erupting around the two cocks, her whole body pulsating out of control. She could feel Percy's cock in her ass as it grew even bigger and his cock-head rammed so deep in her ass-guts she was sure he'd shoot cum into her stomach. She could even feel the rush of cum as it surged up the cock-shaft, and that triggered another terrible climax in her.
"Nooooo!" she screamed.
But Percy's cock shot a stream of hot cum into her shit hole. His thrusting cock-head mashed it into her ass-walls as he gripped her tits and yelled with release, pumping streams of jizz into her ass. In the rage of his release, he pulled at her nipples, twisting them viciously as he rode her.
Rosanne tossed on the rope, sobbing and screaming with climax. She hated herself for coming, but there was nothing she could do about it. And now, each twist of her nipples, each eruption of cum in her ass sent the climaxes higher. She screamed and spasmed, her cunt sucking at Nathan's cock as it heaved in her pussy.
Nathan stood there, grinning, letting Rosanne work herself to satisfaction on his cock. Her cunt sucked at his cock with all it had, but he had himself under control and all his cock did was get harder and fatter in her throbbing cunt.
"Uurrhh, fuuuck!" Percy yelled as his cock shot out another thick wad of cum in Rosanne's ass. "Ohhhh, fuck, I love it! Come on, bitch, come again!"
He twisted her nipples viciously and Rosanne did come, screaming as she spasmed. He heaved her up on his prick as the last great shots of cum poured out of his cock into her ass.
"Oh, God!" Rosanne screamed, going out of control on the two cocks ramming to the depths of her pussy and ass.
She spasmed and came, surging up higher, sobbing with shame and desire. Her lovely tits thrust at Percy's hands, her ass jerked to the pace of his last great cum-shots and she screamed in passion as he gave her nipples a final twist. He laughed, holding his cock in her ass while the last of his cum-load dribbled out.
Rosanne hung there, sobbing, her ass still twitching and sucking at Percy's cock, her pussy still sliding desperately up and down Nathan's prick. She wanted to go on, but she was losing it as Percy's cock slowed and then began to soften in her ass. She moaned and thrust, but his prick was getting smaller.
She pushed again and shame broke over her-a terrible shame that she had submitted to their lusts and orgasmed. She wondered how she could ever face her husband Martin again.
Percy gave a sigh of relief and pulled his cock out of Rosanne's ass. She jerked and spasmed, her body aching with terrible desire.
"Okay, honey, now tell us how you came and how great it was," Nathan whispered, sliding his hands up to take Percy's place on her nipples.
"No, no, I didn't! That's a he!" Rosanne screamed.
CHAPTER SIX
"Oooh, yeah, that's not too bad, bitch!" Janna crooned as she came on Andrea's suffering face, rolling her hot wet cunt hard on the helpless blonde's mouth. "Now, are you ready to behave?"
Andrea nodded, tears running down her face as she ran her tongue over the spasming hard bud of Janna's clit. Her ass and thighs ached from the whipping, and she knew there was more to come.
Janna pulled her cunt away from Andrea's mouth and picked up the cat. "Crawl to him," she snapped, lashing the cat tails over Andrea's suffering ass.
"Yes, mistress, yes, but please, don't . . . aaahhh!" Andrea screamed, crawling towards Bob as he lounged in the chair, his cock rod hard and waiting for her.
"Never beg me not to whip you!" Janna snapped, lashing Andrea again.
"Aaagh! Yes, yes, mistress!" Andrea cried, crawling between Bob's thighs and grabbing for his cock.
Janna whipped the suffering girl again. "Did I tell you to suck him yet?"
"No, mistress, no!" Andrea screamed, rocking back, crouching on her knees.
"Good, stay there until you're told to move!" Janna snapped as she sat on the chair arm. She dangled the cat tails in front of the crying blonde's eyes and leaned over to play with Bob's ear. "You like her, big boy?"
"Yeah, she's not bad," Bob commented, his cock jerking.
"Good," Janna breathed. "Do you want her in the slip, or naked, or what, honey? You just tell me."
She flicked her tongue in his ear and he laughed, his cock straining to get at Andrea's little mouth.
"Lemme see her tits for a moment," he said, his voice husky with lust.
Janna nodded and instantly Andrea reached for the little straps of her slip, easing them down off her shoulders. The lacy top of her slip slid down, off her two small thrusting tits, showing the terrible red lines across them fully.
"Whip 'em a bit more," he said, handing Janna his belt. "I wanna see if she can take it like you."
"Sure, honey," Janna simpered, sliding off the chair arm. "Shut the fuck up!" she snarled as Andrea moaned and burst into more tears. "Lean back, hold your ankles, push your tits out. If you don't want to be over that with the crop." She pointed at the sofa.
Andrea's mouth twisted in horror as she leaned backwards, her thighs spread, her lovely young tits pushing out. She gripped her ankles, her hands trembling, her eyes wide with terror.
"Better," Janna snapped, twisting the belt around her hand. She went behind Andrea and seized a handful of her blonde hair. "Now shut the fuck up and don't give me any crap!" She pulled Andrea's head back by her hair and lashed the end of the belt down over her heaving tits.
The thick leather beat into one of Andrea's tits, the end slapping hard over the nipple. Andrea screamed, twisted and gasped as the red patch spread over-her tit-flesh: Her little slip fell down almost to her waist and the hem sank onto her thighs, covering them to her stocking tops.
"Keep still!" Janna snapped, lashing the belt down over Andrea's other tit, beating the twin tit-mounds in turn, the belt slapping up and back until Andrea's tits were crimson all over.
Andrea screamed desperately, her body heaving, her hands gripping her ankles as hard as she could. She knew the penalty for taking them off or moving at all.
"Yeahhhh!" Bob growled, his ass squirming in the chair as he watched Janna beat the belt down into Andrea's luscious tits. "Now I want her!"
"Suck!" Janna snapped, pushing Andrea forward.
Andrea screamed as she was almost thrown onto Bob's cock. She grabbed it, sank her soft mouth over his swollen cock-head, sucking at it for all she was worth. Bob gasped, taking her hair and ramming his cock deeper into her mouth until the little blonde was gagging on his massive hard-on.
"Stand up!" Janna snapped, picking up the cat again.
Andrea was in terrible shape, her little slip almost down around her waist, one of her straps torn. But she managed to get up, keeping her mouth on Bob's cock, working her mouth over it as well as she could.
"Open your fuckin' legs!" Janna snapped.
Andrea rushed to obey, standing bent at the waist, her mouth on Bob's cock, her long legs trembling.
Janna slid the hem of the slip up over Andrea's ass and stroked the quivering ass-flesh through the little panties. She ran her hand down, between Andrea's legs, playing with her pussy.
"Nice," she commented. "Is she sucking you good enough, honey?"
"Fuck, yeah! After all that, I'm gonna come real fast!" Bob gasped, staring at Andrea's mouth as it ran up and down his throbbing fucker.
"Get your mouth back," Janna said. "No more than his cock-head inside."
Andrea moaned and pulled back, letting her soft lips move over Bob's cock-head, her fingers playing with his cock-shaft.
"And get your hands off!" Janna snarled, lashing Andrea lightly with the cat. "If he comes before I've finished with you, your ass is gonna scream for mercy!"
Andrea pulled her hands off Bob's cock-shaft as if electric currents were running through it. She moaned, holding the chair arms, running her mouth just over Bob's cock-head as he lay in the chair and groaned with lust.
"We have some things to finish, right?" Janna asked softly.
Andrea sobbed and bobbed her head, letting her lips sink a little deeper on Bob's cock than she'd been told to. He groaned and thrust at her mouth and she gasped with horror, pulling back as fast as she could.
"We'll get to that later," Janna said sweetly. "Now, we have some things to finish, right?"
"Yes!" Andrea sobbed, bobbing her mouth over Bob's prick-head.
"And you begged me to use the cat, right?"
"Yes!" Andrea sobbed through her tears.
"Right, and don't suck him off until I'm finished with you, or else!" Janna snarled, and she whipped the cat across Andrea's ass.
Andrea's scream came out muffled by the massive prick in her mouth. Her ass twitched as the leather tails beat across it, sending more stripes of pain into her flesh. Her legs trembled and her mouth sank deeper onto Bob's cock before she pulled back, moaning with pain.
"Give him a good time, bitch, or else!" Janna snarled, whipping Andrea hard, the lash of the cat sounding across the room as it beat into Andrea's ass.
Andrea's scream bubbled out as she sucked Bob's cock, her blonde hair flicking around her face. Some of the cat tails whipped into her pussy, and the outline of her cunt-mound was quite clear against the tight wet material. The cat lashed her again and this time Janna concentrated on Andrea's cunt, putting most of the force of the tails into the quivering pussy-flesh.
Andrea sobbed, her soft mouth running over Bob's cock-head, her saliva running down his cock-shaft as she sucked and screamed. Her ass trembled and heaved as the cat lashed in again, reddening her flesh more, beating into her stretched clit, as well.
"Like it, bitch? Hey, do you like it?" Janna screamed, lashing the sucking blonde's ass and cunt as hard as she could.
"Aaahhh! Yes, mistress, yes, I like it!" Andrea sobbed, her fingers gripping the sides of the chair, her knuckles white with pain.
"Yeah, I can see, you're fucking wet, right?" Janna said, whipping Andrea again.
Andrea's mouth slid down Bob's cock, taking almost the whole of his cock-shaft into her sucking mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she worked his cock-head into her throat.
"Uuurrhh, yeahhh!" Bob growled, heaving his cock even deeper into Andrea's sucking mouth. "You'll bring me off like that, cunt and then you'll be in trouble!"
Andrea screamed and pulled her mouth back up his big cock, her sucking mouth working at it in a fever of depraved lust. Her ass trembled as she spread her legs wider, her pussy pushing out, her little panty crotch getting soaking wet with her cunt-juices.
"You're wet, right?" Janna snarled, lashing the blonde again, the cat beating into her ass and cunt.
"Aaahhh! Yes, I'm wet, I'm wet!" Andrea screamed, her pussy-lips throbbing in the tight panties.
"Tell me bitch, tell me how it is!" Janna demanded, whipping her hard, beating the outline of her cunt even more clearly into the wet material of her panties.
"Mistress, what do you mean?" Andrea sobbed, keeping her mouth on Bob's cock as she jerked.
"Tell us, bitch, and you can suck him off!" Janna yelled, whipping the cat tails into Andrea's cunt, driving another scream of pain and lust out of the blonde. "Tell me!"
"I'm coming, mistress, I'm coming!" Andrea confessed, her mouth drooling over Bob's cock-head. Her hands gripped the chair arms even tighter and her mouth pumped harder, sucking at Bob's cock-head until he was growling with surging lust.
"Beg for it and you can suck him off!" Janna yelled, whipping Andrea with the cat.
Andrea gave a great jerk and a groan of horrible lust burst out from around Bob's fucker. "Aaahhh! Please, mistress, whip me, please! I was bad, I was baaaddd!"
"You sure were. Now you can have him," Janna said, lashing the cat into Andrea's jerking ass.
With a screaming gurgle of lust, Andrea rammed her mouth down the length of Bob's cock, taking it into her throat, sucking at his cock for all she was worth. Her mouth pumped up and down as she sucked, her throat bulging with each invasion of his massive fuck-rod. Her ass heaved and twisted, thrusting back for the cat as it beat into her ass-flesh. She spasmed and came harder, her legs trembling as she filled her throat with Bob's cock-meat.
"Yeah, fuck, I'm gonna shoot!" Bob roared, gripping Andrea's hair as she pumped her mouth on his cock.
He lurched up in the chair, his cock pumping at her throat, his cock-head swelling with the cum escaping from his balls.
"Make it the best for him, or we'll start again!" Janna yelled, lashing Andrea's ass with the cat. She slid her fingers onto her own cunt, rubbing it dreamily as she beat Andrea's crimson ass.
"Uuurhhh!" Bob roared as he shot a stream of hot cum into Andrea's throat. He gasped, his cock pulsating in her mouth as it streamed out jizz, His balls heaving with release. "Suck it down for me, bitch, suck it down!"
Andrea's scream bubbled out from around the cum-shooting prick as she rammed her head up and down, spasms of lust bursting over her. The cat lashed her every time her ass jerked up in the spasms of climax that tore through her. She came again, her mouth full of cum, gobs of it running out of her lips and down Bob's cock. She screamed at another beat of the cat, ramming her mouth down Bob's prick-shaft, taking the cum-shooting fucker to the balls as she sucked and came. Cum bubbled into her throat, the sticky, salty taste of it all over her mouth.
The cat whipped her again and drove her to the peak of her climax, shivers of fuck-lust rushing over her. She held Bob's cock in her mouth and sank down, crouching at his feet as she sucked up the last of his cum-load.
"Come on, lemme see you lick it up!" he rasped.
She pulled her mouth back fast, holding his still-hard cock, her wicked little tongue running over his cock-head, taking up the cum that oozed out of his piss-slit. He murmured with satisfaction, watching his cum slide over her lips and into her soft, sucking mouth.
"Who told you to crouch down?" Janna demanded and Andrea started trying to get up at once. "Forget it, bitch. Get him hard again for me. Real hard, cunt. If he isn't hard enough, you'll know all about it!"
She stood over the trembling Andrea as the little blonde kept her mouth on Bob's cock, sucking softly, her eyes wide with fear.
Nathan laughed as he fucked his cock deep in Rosanne's spasming pussy. She moaned, her bound arms pulling at the bonds, jerking her hips up and down, working her cunt on his massive fucker.
"Bitch, you tell me, and you tell me now," Nathan whispered, rolling Rosanne's nipples in his strong fingers. "You came, bitch, didn't you?"
"No, no, I didn't!" Rosanne wailed, her shame at what had happened even stronger than the seething passion that erupted from each touch of Nathan's fingers and the plunging of his cock in her sucking fuck-hole. She turned her face away from him, her spread legs trembling.
"Show her," Nathan said, and Percy slid a thin rod past Rosanne's eyes. It was made of some kind of rubber and it trembled in his hand. "Percy's gonna whip your ass with that until I come," Nathan said. "It stings real bad, but it don't mess you up like the crop. Kiss it." He twisted his lingers brutally on Rosanne's nipples, squeezing and pulling as hard as he could.
Rosanne gave out a gasp and moan, trembling all over. She was in a fever of terror and lust, her body shaking and heaving out of her control. As if in a dream she let the rod run over her lips and she kissed the smooth rubber, sobbing as she heaved her pussy up and down Nathan's strong, rigid cock. Her pussy-walls exploded with lust as her lips played along the rod.
"Yeahhh!" Nathan murmured, heaving his cock in her cunt, lifting her up on it in his surging lust. "Ready, you stuck-up cunt?"
Rosanne wept and moaned, wanting to plead for mercy but knowing it was useless. She heaved on his cock and her ass spasmed in terrible expectation. Surges of depraved, submissive lust rushed over her as Percy pulled the rod away and laid it tightly on her beaten ass-flesh. She spasmed and came, her cunt sucking in desperation at Nathan's thrusting prick.
A terrible thought swept over her. Perhaps this was the way she wanted sex. Perhaps it never worked before because she needed the bonds, the humiliation, the pain. She wept and jerked, her long chestnut hair tossing over her shoulders.
"Jesus, the bitch is coming already!" Nathan chuckled. "Give her a good one, Percy!"
Rosanne moaned and tensed, her ass thrusting and jerking as she fucked Nathan's cock even deeper into her cunt. Her arms pulled at the bonds and her head flung back. A scream of agony burst out of her throat as the thin rod lashed her already-whipped ass and she came, climaxing in a series of rushing explosions that almost tore her apart. She sobbed and pulled herself up, hanging by her arms as her long legs snaked up Nathan's body, gripping him around the waist while her cunt pumped up and down on his cock.
"You bastard!" she wailed.
He laughed, slamming his cock at her cunt, fucking her until she came again, wailing at him to stop. Instead, Percy lashed her ass, whipping another thin line of agony into her flesh. Rosanne came again, screaming, climaxing helplessly, her pussy sucking and heaving on the rock-hard prick buried in her cunt.
Her shivering ass was a mass of welts, the flesh a deep red where it wasn't dented by the strokes of the rod and crop. One of the cuts opened a little, and the rod came away with a little of her blood on it. And still she came, her pussy spasming and sucking. She felt Nathan's cock go out of control as her red-hot cunt brought him off.
"Yeahhh! Fuuuuck!" he bellowed, gripping Rosanne around her neck, ramming her down on his cock as hard as he could. "Whip her, Percy, whip the shit out of her! I'm coming!"
"You bastard, bastard!" Rosanne screamed as her ass exploded with pain and lust and another spasm of climax hit her. She fucked herself on his cock, her stockinged legs grabbing at his body, her ankles crossed as she pumped her pussy on his thrusting prick. The rod whipped her ass, driving her further out of control as the agony triggered more surging orgasms.
"Uurrghh! Stop it!" she screamed. "Stop it, you bastard!"
But Nathan was shooting cum into her pussy, his cock swelling and heaving deep in her fuck-channel, slamming in and out as the cum gushed out of his balls and up his throbbing cock-shaft. He bellowed with lust, jerking her up on his cock. And she kept thrusting her ass back for the rod as it beat into her twitching flesh. Nathan gasped and more jizz spat out of his cock, deep in Rosanne's cunt.
"You fucker, fucker!" Rosanne screamed, jerking up as she felt his cock explode inside her pussy. Her whole body spasmed as her cunt got another hot stream of cum.
"Come on, bitch, admit it, you're coming!" he yelled, taking one arm from around Rosanne's neck and going for her lovely tits again. He twisted her nipple hard, driving the screaming, chestnut-haired wife into a peak of climax as her whole body erupted in mingled pain and lust.
"Nooooo! You fucker!" Rosanne screamed.
She crested over the top of the orgasm, her fingers spasming in the bonds, her arms aching. The rod whipped a final spasm through her and her head flung back, her cunt pumping up and down on Nathan's cock, sucking out the last gobs of his fuck-juice.
"You bitch, fuck you!" Nathan roared, his cock shooting a last thick wad of jism. He twisted her nipple, but she just gave a moan of low satisfaction and worked her pussy over his prick, her ass moving slower as both their climaxes faded. "You came, bitch!"
Suddenly, through a haze of awful desire, Rosanne laughed and gripped him harder with her long legs.
"Make me confess," she snarled. "Make me confess, if you want a slave!"
"Get your legs off me, bitch!" he demanded.
"Make me!" Rosanne challenged, out of her mind, wondering what she was doing. She felt so crazy.
The rod whipped her ass and she groaned, gripping him harder, her ass burning with agony now that the orgasm had passed.
"Get your legs off me," Nathan said again, his cock getting stiffer as it still churned in her buttery cuntal depths.
"Make me!" Rosanne screamed.
The rod whipped her, the agony exploded and she slowly let her legs loose as she screamed in the surging agony. Still her tits heaved with passion as her legs slid down his and she stood again, her arms pulled over her head, Nathan's cock still up in her pussy.
"Better!" Nathan said, sliding his cock around in her cunt. He squeezed her nipples and pulled his cock out of her cunt, getting a gasp from the bound wife. "Gonna have to teach you properly. Maybe we can teach you and Andrea together, right?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Keep sucking, bitch!" Janna snapped, lashing Andrea's heaving ass with the cat.
The blonde sobbed and slid her soft lips down Bob's cock-shaft again, taking the hard cock-head right into her throat in her pain.
"Not bad," Janna commented, sliding her fingers over her own hot pussy. "Do it again."
Andrea wept helplessly as she obeyed, working Bob's cock into her throat. She sucked at it, her fingers caressing his balls, her ass obediently spread out in case Janna wanted to whip it. Rosanne's red tits heaved with every movement of her body, and Bob ran his hands over them, squeezing and playing with her tit-flesh.
"Is she doing okay?" Janna asked him, leaning over him, kissing and nuzzling his neck.
"Yeah, not bad. The bitch can suck if she wants to," he growled, staring at the top of Andrea's head as she sucked up and down on his throbbing prick.
"Wanna fuck me now?" Janna simpered, running her lips over his face. "I'm so fuckin' horny. I want her to lick my pussy while we fuck." She gave a groan of lust and ran her fingernails over his chest, digging them in, scraping red lines onto his skin.
"Yeahhhh!" he gasped, his cock jerking in Andrea's mouth.
"Hey, Bob, before you and that whore fuck, how about we get the two of them together?" Nathan called over as he took the bonds off Rosanne's wrists.
"Ohhh, fuck, I can't hold out that long!" Janna gasped, pulling Andrea's mouth off Bob's cock by her hair and running her hand over his swollen, wet cock. "I want this up me, Nathan. Come on, don't be a fucker!"
"Shit, she's getting above herself," Nathan said.
"Don't you believe it," Bob said as his friend stood close to Janna and stared at her. But he couldn't stare her down.
"Fuck, I'm not having a whore telling me what to do!" Nathan snapped and grabbed at Janna's platinum hair.
She yelled and twisted at his hand. He grinned and pulled harder.
In a movement so sudden it took everybody by surprise, she kicked him in the balls, landing the point of her shoe with horrible accuracy.
Nathan gave a gasp and crumpled, falling to his knees, clutching his balls, his face white. Janna strode around him, picking up the crop, tapping it in her hand.
"Okay, big boy, how big do you think you are?" she snarled.
"You bitch!" Nathan gasped. "You'll pay for that!" He groaned and sank even closer to the floor.
"You can't take pain," Janna sneered and stood close to him, her high heels, digging into the carpet. "Tell you what, big boy, we'll have a competition. I whip you with this on the ass. Then you whip me. Once each time. The first one to scream for mercy loses. Okay? And my ass is way ahead of yours, remember that." She twisted and shoved her whipped ass in his face.
"You bitch, you're crazy!" Nathan croaked, gasping in agony as his balls throbbed. "I ain't never goin' for that:" "Why not, Nathan?" Bob said, grinning. "Seems to me you gotta do something. Shit, she's got you."
"Don't be fuckin' stupid!" Nathan groaned, lifting himself up a little, staring balefully at Janna. "Come here, bitch!" He growled and made a lunge for her leg.
She moved aside and lashed him across the shoulders with the crop, beating him back to the carpet. "Not so big, now, eh?" she sneered. "You can't take it like Bob, right?" She leaned over Bob and dug her fingernails into his chest, dragging them again, raising red welts on his skin.
Bob grinned and his cock jumped a little. "Here, you!" he snapped at Andrea. "Get your mouth on my cock!"
Andrea sank back and slid her soft mouth over his prick, sucking at it.
"Fuck, don't be stupid. Anybody can take that," Nathan sneered.
"Come on, then, big boy!" Janna snapped and strolled over to him. She dug her nails into his chest and he winced. "Oh, yeah? Come on v then, show us what a big boy you are!"
She dragged her nails up over his flesh and Nathan gasped, still clutching his throbbing balls, his face shivering in the pain. Janna dug viciously, breaking his skin, drawing blood.
"Hey, bitch, you cunt, look at that!" Nathan yelled, lunging at her. But he was still slow after the kick in the balls, and he missed.
"Wimp!" Janna sneered.
She walked back to Bob, grinning triumphantly. Bob was grinning too, holding Andrea's head on his cock, his eyes on Janna.
"Watch this," Janna said as she dug her nails at his chest again, scraping them down, digging in until a line of blood followed her nails.
Bob gave a groan of lust and his cock heaved in Andrea's mouth. "Careful, honey, I'll come again," he gasped.
"See?" Janna laughed, easing her fingernails away from Bob's chest. "That's what real men can do. How about you?" She strode over to Nathan, her legs wide open, tapping the riding crop in her hand. "Ready to take the challenge?"
"Fuck, I can handle you," Nathan snarled and struggled to his feet.
"Over the sofa then-let's see how good you really are!" Janna laughed.
"You first, bitch!"
"Toss for it," Percy said. "Come on." He grabbed his pants from the floor and rooted around in them. "Here, call in the air, Nathan."
Nathan quaked a little as he watched the quarter spin. "Heads," he said.
Percy caught the coin. "Tails," he said, showing Nathan. "It's Janna's choice." He grinned at the shivering Rosanne beside him. "Hey, this is great, right?"
Rosanne didn't know what to think. She was glad Nathan was going to get some punishment, but she couldn't understand what had happened to Janna.
The strutting blonde pointed to the sofa, and Nathan realized he was trapped. He went to the sofa and leaned over it, his hairy ass jutting up in the air. He looked back at Janna and snarled.
"I'll get you, bitch!" he promised.
Janna laughed and slid the riding crop over his bare ass. "Now you're gonna find out what it feels like," she promised, lifting the crop up and lashing it down over his ass.
"Shit!" Nathan yelled, his ass trembling as the riding crop lashed it. "You bitch, you fuckin' bitch!" He raised up and faced Janna, his face livid.
She grinned and pouted. "Now it's your turn, big boy." She handed him the crop.
"You bet your life it is!" he snarled, grabbing it.
Smiling and simpering, Janna slid down over the back of the sofa, running her tongue over her soft lips. "Come on, gimme!"
"Bitch!" he yelled and lashed her tight, whipped ass.
Janna gasped, her pussy pushing into the sofa back as the extra red line appeared on her flesh.
"That would be so much better with a cock up my cunt." She pulled herself up and pouted at him. "Would you like a dildo up the ass while you take it?"
"You stinking, rat-faced bitch!" he snarled, lashing her across the shoulders.
"Hey, cut it out!" Bob yelled and grabbed Nathan's hand as Janna yelled with pain, the red lines right across her back. "You made a bargain, fuck-face, you hold to it!"
Nathan snarled and tried to pull away from his friend, but Bob's grip was far too tight. He twisted again, all his arrogance gone.
"You get over that sofa and you take two strokes for that," Bob said, staring Nathan down, his eyes hard and bright.
"You shit! You fallen in love with these bitches or something?" Nathan yelled.
"I know when a bitch is better than you!" Bob snapped. "Now, do it, or get out!"
"Remember," Janna purred, "you win, you get me any way you want." She pouted mockingly at Nathan and stroked her pussy.
Nathan's chest heaved, but he gave in. He bent back over the sofa, his ass ready for Janna.
"Come here!" Percy snapped and grabbed Rosanne. He pulled her over to where Andrea still knelt on the floor, rubbing her ass and weeping. "Lotta things changed tonight." He grinned at Bob.
"Sure did," Bob said, watching as Janna lifted the crop over Nathan's shivering ass.
"Sixty nine, you two, I wanna watch," Percy said, pushing Rosanne at Andrea.
"What?" Rosanne gasped, staring up at him as he held his cock and looked down.
"We gotta suck each other," Andrea whimpered, her face trembling.
"And make it good," Percy said, picking up the cat.
"You're just like Nathan-you can't take it!" Andrea screamed as Nathan writhed on the sofa, with another red line across his ass.
"You wanna try me?" Percy demanded, stepping up to her.
Like a cat, Andrea reached up and dug her nails into his inner thigh, scraping with all the force she had. The skin broke and a thin line of blood followed her nails.
"Do the other one," Percy laughed, heaving his cock at her face. "Then get over and get your pussy whipped, bitch!"
"Hey, Nathan, get down, you got another one to take!" Bob yelled as Nathan squirmed on the sofa, yelling in his agony.
"You fucker!" Nathan yelled, but he stayed where he was, his staring eyes glazed with hatred.
Rosanne watched it all, trembling at the horrible outbursts of hate all around her. Janna lashed Nathan's ass and he screamed in pain, jerking up, almost falling down, his legs were so rubbery. Andrea dug her nails into Percy's other thigh, drawing blood in her desperation to make him pull away.
"Wanna do it again?" he demanded, grinning wildly at her. "Hey, you!" he snapped at Rosanne. "Open your legs and rub your pussy. I like watching!"
Rosanne had no thought of disobeying. She spread her legs, sliding her fingers over her hot wet cunt, rubbing her clit as she trembled in fear. She watched as Andrea moaned, scraping her nails at Percy's other thigh in her desperation.
"Bend over and get your ass up when you're ready," he snarled. "The longer you take, the longer your pussy gets it."
Andrea moaned, but she didn't surrender. She dug her nails in harder, scraping up around his cock and onto his lower belly. He chuckled and his cock jerked.
"Yeahhhh, I'm gonna whip your cunt!" he snarled.
"You like it?" Janna laughed at Nathan as she handed him the riding crop. "Sure you don't want a dildo up the ass?" She giggled and leaned over the sofa back, opening her legs wide, sliding her fingers over her clit, rubbing the hot bud. "Maybe you'd like to rub your cock while I whip you." Nathan snarled and lashed her ass with all his force. The skin broke and a thin line of blood erupted onto Janna's ass, but all she did was groan and spasm on the sofa back, her fingers blurring on her clit.
She held out her hand and took the crop. "Ready, big boy?" she giggled.
Nathan was trembling all over as he leaned over the sofa back, his ass trembling and red lined. He gritted his teeth and waited. Janna took her time, parading past him, running the riding crop over his ass, reveling in his terror.
Rosanne stood beside Andrea as the blonde ran her fingernails deep into the flesh of Percy's lower belly. Andrea was sobbing as he just stood and grinned, his cock getting harder all the time. Rosanne was shaking from head to foot, her fingers rubbing her clit as she obeyed Percy's orders. She was terrified out of her mind, horrified that she might get pulled into one of these desperate endurance contests. But spasms of sharp passion were already shooting out of her pussy as she rubbed it. There was plenty of Nathan's cum in her cunt and that, plus her own freely flowing juices got her fingers wetter every second. She groaned, her thighs spreading farther, her fingers digging deeper. Hotter arrows of lust shot out of her pussy and she gave a deep moan.
"Yeah, come for me, bitch!" Percy snapped, his chest heaving as his slim wiry frame took more punishment from Andrea's fingernails. "Yeah, lemme see you come!"
"Oh, God, help me!" Rosanne sobbed, but her clit exploded with passion and a slow wave of helpless climax surged over her. She moaned, her trembling pussy throbbing, her thighs shaking as she rubbed her clit.
Andrea gave a sob and dropped to the carpet, weeping bitterly. She lay there, her face pressed into the floor.
"Giving up?" Percy asked.
"Yes," Andrea whispered. "Please, don't hurt me too much, please!"
"Get your fuckin' ass up!" he snarled. "Yeah, just your ass-and open your legs!"
Andrea moaned and obeyed, her face down, her back swayed downwards, her thighs spread. Her ass heaved upward, the ass-cheeks stretched as hard as they could be. She trembled, begging Percy to be easy on her.
But he wasn't listening. He caressed Rosanne's tits as she stood there and came. Her mouth was open, her body shaking with the passion of her continuous orgasms.
"That's a good girl," he whispered. "You've learned to obey, right?"
"Yes, yes!" Rosanne gasped, terrified and ashamed of herself. But a terrible spasm of lust rushed out of her guts as she surrendered, and she came harder, moaning, her legs going weak.
"Good little girls get special treats," Percy whispered. "Would you like a special treat?"
Rosanne knew it was a trap, but she was too terrified to disobey. "Yes, yes, please, sir, please!" she moaned.
"You're gonna have your pussy sucked," he said. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, sir!" Rosanne sobbed, horrified at herself for the surrender but unable to stop it.
"Sit on the floor, against the chair, and Andrea will do the rest," Percy said, twisting Rosanne's nipple hard.
Rosanne gave a moan of submission, another orgasm bursting through her. He stepped back and she looked down at the trembling Andrea. Just a few hours ago, Rosanne would have died rather than let a woman suck her pussy-but she didn't hesitate now. She sank to her knees, spread her long legs around Andrea's head and sat down, leaning back against the chair.
Percy got a piece of rope and Rosanne moaned in fresh horror. She looked down at Andrea, but the blonde still hid her face against the floor, as if that would help her. Percy ran the rope around the back of the chair and wound the ends around Rosanne's wrists, but he didn't tie them. She wept, sitting on the floor, her arms held up over her head, her lovely tits pushing out.
"Wind your arms one more time," Percy said, his cock standing out like a pole.
Rosanne did as she was told at once, twisting the rope around her wrists, pulling her arms back even farther. She stared up at him helplessly.
"If you can hold there like that and not let go, then you'll get more treats," he whispered. "How about that?"
"Yes, sir, yes, I'll stay," Andrea whined.
"We'll see." Percy grinned and walked back behind the shivering Andrea. "Suck pussy, bitch," he ordered, "and get your ass ready!"
Andrea gave a low moan and crawled forward, her soft mouth moving right down on Rosanne's cunt, burying deep, her tongue running out all over Rosanne's clit at once.
"Spread your thighs wide," Percy demanded.
Andrea's sobs got louder as she stretched her thighs as wide as she could. Her open pussy heaved in plain view, the red cunt-lips quivering.
Percy lashed the cat down, brushing the carpet with it before it swung viciously between Andrea's spread thighs and whipped into her pussy. She screamed, her voice muffled in Rosanne's cunt.
"You deserve this, don't you?" Percy yelled, lashing her again.
"Yes, yes, I do!" Andrea sobbed, her mouth running hard on Rosanne's cunt in her agony.
"You're gonna get this until she comes!" Percy said, whipping Andrea again. "And if she fakes one to save you, she's in trouble. But she won't. She's a good girl, right?"
"Yes, sir, yes!" Rosanne wept, terrified out of her mind.
Her pussy was already buzzing with lust, juices running as Andrea's sobbing mouth sucked and licked at her cunt. She stared as the cat lashed into Andrea's pussy again and trembled with the horrible surge of excitement she felt. Instantly, she hated herself for getting excited at such a depraved thing. But the spasms of passion got higher.
Andrea sucked Rosanne's clit right between her white teeth in her agony. The spasms of lust that rushed out of that sent Rosanne gasping and heaving against the chair, her arms pulling at the rope. She moaned, spreading her thighs wider.
"Oh, no, sir, no, I'm not coming!" Rosanne cried, jerking on the floor as the incredible shudders of orgasm tore through her.
"Good girl, you really are learning," Percy said, and whipped Andrea's pussy again.
In her rage and pain at Rosanne's betrayal, Andrea sucked the chestnut-haired wife's pussy-flesh right into her mouth and bit hard. She chewed the cunt-flesh as her ass heaved up in searing agony. Her hands slid around Rosanne's thighs, pulling her closer, biting and sucking at her cunt.
As Andrea's teeth tore at her pussy, Rosanne soared into a terrible climax, her cunt erupting in endless spasms of orgasm. The mixture of pain and lust that churned through her was more than she could take. She screamed, pulling at the ropes, heaving back against the chair, her tits heaving in her raging orgasm. Her ass jerked up off the carpet and her eyes followed the cat as it swept down, vanished under Andrea's heaving body, then lashed up past her ass and on up, the tails glistening with Andrea's pussy-juices.
Andrea's thighs trembled and she buried her mouth even tighter on Rosanne's spasming clit, her cunt burning and throbbing with agony.
Janna turned suddenly and lashed the riding crop into Nathan's ass. The thin rod bent with the force of the blow, and Nathan finally broke. He screamed in agony, grabbing for Janna's hand.
"You bitch!" he roared. "I'll get you, I'll get. . . aagghh!"
Janna lashed him with the crop as he reached for her. "You lost, mother-fucker!" she yelled.
"Now I get you, fucker, I get you!"
"Oh, no, bitch, no you don't!" he snarled, backing away, rubbing his aching ass.
"Lemme tell you, Nathan, you lost," Bob said, leaning on the sofa, his eyes alight with amusement. "Now do what the lady says, or we'll tie you over here and let her do what she likes to you."
"Yeah!" Janna hissed. "I wonder how balls swing when you whip them?"
"You fuckin' wouldn't!" Nathan gasped at Bob.
"Try me," Bob said. "You lost, fucker, you lost!"
"You couldn't!" Nathan said, desperation all over his face.
"Try us," Janna hissed, tapping her hand with the crop.
"Fuck, I'm leaving," Nathan said, making a move for the door.
Bob stopped him. "Afterwards, sure," he said. "Now, do it, or else."
For a moment it looked as if Nathan was going to attack Bob, but he thought better of it. "Shit!" he gasped, pulling back. "Some fuckin' friend you are!"
"You don't measure up," Bob said nastily. "You look fuckin' good, but you don't make it."
Janna grinned and swayed over to the sofa.
"You like my ass?" she sniggered at Nathan, spreading her thighs, pushing her hot, whipped ass out at him. He stood silently, fuming and desperate. "I asked if you like my ass," Janna snarled, slashing the crop down into the sofa. "Yeah," he said sullenly. "Then kiss it, mother-fucker! Kiss my ass and lick it, right in there, right on my asshole."
Nathan snarled, but he looked at Bob and gave in. Shaking with rage and shame, he knelt behind Janna and kissed her ass, holding her thighs as he moved his lips over her red ass-cheeks.
"Lick me, fucker," Janna ordered. "Lick up all the blood, do it!" She moaned with delight as he obeyed, his tongue running over her torn skin. "Make it good for me, you jerk, or I'll use this on you. I get you any way I want." She leaned back and tapped him with the crop to make her point.
Nathan groaned and gave in, ticking Janna's tight ass-crevice, his tongue running submissively towards her asshole.
Janna grinned up at Bob. "Come here, honey, I owe you," she whispered. She reached out and slid her hands over his cock, stroking the rock-hard length. "I wanna suck this thing." Bob grinned and slid his cock over Janna's trembling lips.
She licked his cock-head, stroking it with her fingers.
"You can have me any way you want, any time you want," she said. "Just take me. Just take me!" She gasped and came, thrusting her ass back at Nathan. "Lick my asshole, fucker!" As he obeyed, she leaned down farther, taking the whole of Bob's cock-head into her soft mouth. She looked up at him and eased her mouth back. "You want me?"
"You bet, bitch, you're the greatest!" he gasped as her swirling tongue ran over his cock-head.
"Ohhh!" Janna sighed, coming as Nathan's tongue fucked into her asshole. "Yeah, take me, honey! Take me any way you want when I've finished with wimp back there." She spasmed in lust, thrusting back at Nathan's face.
"Take your time," Bob grinned. "We've got all night."
"Yeah!" Janna sighed and slid her mouth gently over his throbbing cock-head.
Suddenly Andrea gave a terrible scream and pulled away from Rosanne's cunt.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"No, no!" Andrea screamed, twisting away on the floor. She rubbed her pussy in desperation, her thighs spread wide as she gasped and came. "No more!"
"Get back there!" Percy snarled, his cock jerking out like a solid pole as he lashed the cat into her jutting tits.
"Ahhh! No, please!" Andrea cried, rolling around, her ass giving Percy the perfect target.
He lashed her ass again. "Get back!" he snapped, holding his cock, squeezing it.
Rosanne watched in horror, her ass twisting and heaving since her pussy had lost Andrea's sucking mouth. Her clit was red and raw from Andrea's teeth, but it throbbed with terrible lust and she pulled at the bonds, her wrists aching, her tits heaving with passion.
"Stop, I'll do it!" Andrea screamed as the cat lashed her tits. She crawled to Percy, pawing her way up his legs, grabbing his cock and sliding her soft mouth along the cock-shaft in desperation. "Please, fuck me, have me any way you want! I'll suck you, anything, but no more, please!"
Percy laughed, grabbed Andrea's blond hair and rammed his cock right into her throat. He fucked his prick in and out as Andrea moaned and gagged on his cock-head.
"Ready to take it up the ass, bitch?"
Andrea gave a groan and nodded her head, her throat bulging with his cock at every stroke.
"Then get the fuck back over there!" Percy snarled.
Andrea released his cock and crawled back over to where Rosanne sat. She buried her mouth on Rosanne's cunt, and Rosanne gave a scream of horrible lust, spasming in another orgasm at once. She pulled at the ropes, her pussy erupting as Andrea's mouth sucked deep, burrowing into her hot cunt.
Percy lashed Andrea's ass and the blonde screamed in horror, pulling her mouth away. "No, you promised!" she wailed. "You take this, whore, or you're over the sofa back!" Percy yelled. "You learn, bitch, you learn!" And he whipped her ass again.
Andrea's scream rang off the walls and her whole body jerked in agony. Utterly defeated, she sank her mouth back onto Rosanne's pussy, crouched on the floor, her ass up and heaving as it got redder.
"You behave and when your ass is red enough, I'll fuck it!" Percy bellowed, lashing her again.
Andrea drove her mouth over Rosanne's cunt, sucking and chewing at the hot pussy-flesh, driving Rosanne into further spasms of orgasm.
"Yeah, better, better!" Percy yelled, lashing Andrea's ass with slashing strokes of the cat.
Andrea's scream burst out from around Rosanne's cunt as her ass heaved and the cat lashed into her ass and pussy. She sucked and moaned at Rosanne's pussy, drawing the hot cunt-folds in and working it over in a fever of pain.
"Ready to get your ass fucked?" Percy asked, whipping Andrea again. "Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. Percy laughed and sank to his knees, sliding his cock over her wet pussy, getting his cock-head lubricated. "Right up your ass, bitch!" he promised.
Janna slid her soft lips up the length of Bob's cock and turned to Nathan as he licked her asshole, driving luscious spasms of passion through her body. "You want my ass now?" she purred.
"Yes, yes, I wanna fuck your ass," he moaned, his tongue delving deep into her hot shifter.
"I didn't say you could fuck it-but you can jack off over it," Janna said nastily. "Go on, wimp, jack off over my ass and tell me how great it is! Do it!" She rammed her ass back at him.
Nathan gave a groan of submission and stood up. His cock was rock hard as he started rubbing it, sliding his hand up and down his prick-shaft. He was staring at Janna's luscious, whipped ass, knowing he would never whip it again.
"Yeah!" Janna purred as she played her lips over Bob's cock-head. "Come on, do it, wimp, shoot jizz on my ass!"
"Oh, fuck, fuck!" Nathan yelled, his hand speeding up on his cock as the cum boiled in his balls. "You fuckin' bitch! You bitch!"
He roared with helpless passion as his cock jerked and a stream of cum burst out of it. He gasped, pointing his prick at Janna's ass, holding it as the hot gush of cum splattered into her ass-flesh, his prick jerking wildly.
"Mmnn!" Janna purred, reaching back and pulling her ass-cheeks open. "Right in my ass, whip, in my ass!"
Nathan groaned as he obeyed, sliding his cock-head between Janna's open ass-cheeks and shooting cum deep in her ass-crack until it ran down and over her twitching asshole. He gasped, his cock-head pushing at her ass as the gobs of jizz splattered out of his piss-slit.
"Get your cock away from me!" Janna sneered. "Only real men fuck my ass, shit-bag!"
Nathan groaned and obeyed, his cock oozing creamy cum that dribbled off and down his cock-shaft.
"Now lick it off!" Janna snapped, holding Bob's cock, working her soft lips over his cock-head.
"You bitch!" Nathan moaned. "You can't make me do that!"
"You know what I want you to do, fuck-head?" Janna said. "I want you to pull out of the agreement. I want them to tie you down over here and let me do what I want with you, you shit-filled douche bag! So do it for me, fucker, come on!"
Nathan gave in, dropping to his knees, running his tongue over Janna's ass, licking up his own slimy cum.
"Mmnn, that's better," Janna purred. "If you do this good, I might even let you fuck Rosanne."
She took Bob's cock deep in her mouth, working it in her throat. She heaved her ass back at Nathan's mouth and he groaned, his mouth deep between her ass-cheeks. With a giggle of lust, Janna worked her mouth back up Bob's cock until she was licking his cock-head again.
"Keep it up, big boy," she said before she sank her mouth back down the massive fuck-hole she was sucking.
Percy gripped Andrea's thighs and heaved his cock at her tight ass. Andrea gasped and jerked, her asshole gripping tightly against the threatened invasion.
But she couldn't stop Percy. He lunged and his cock-head pushed past her tight ass-ring. She groaned with pain, her mouth slipping over Rosanne's pussy.
"Yeah!" he growled, his cock sinking deeper into Andrea's shit-hole. "Right up your ass, whore!"
His cock sank into Andrea's ass to the hilt, filling her shit-hole, ramming deep in her ass-guts.
She screamed, jerking on the floor, her ass throbbing and spasming as it was filled with hard cock-meat. With a moan, she sank her mouth back down on Rosanne's pussy, sucking for all she was worth as her ass was reamed out.
Rosanne clutched the ropes, her pussy throbbing with horrible lust as Andrea's mouth sucked her. Andrea was so concerned with her own pain that she wasn't biting Rosanne's clit anymore. It was almost a relief for the helpless wife, but her climaxes were fading away. The stimulation of Andrea's mouth wasn't enough.
Percy grunted and heaved as he fucked Andrea's ass, his cock churning in her shitter, rasping over her sensitive ass-walls. He thrust and grinned at Rosanne.
"Not getting enough, huh, bitch?" he asked.
Rosanne moaned, her whole body throbbing with depraved desire. She pushed her cunt at Andrea's mouth, but it still wasn't enough. Her lingers spasmed in the ropes as she pulled at them, almost jerking the back of the chair up off the floor in her passion.
"I asked you if you were getting enough, you bitch," Percy said menacingly, drawing the cat through his fingers.
"Yes, yes, I'm all right!" Rosanne screamed in horror, staring at the cat, the shiny tails. Her pussy spasmed and she came a little harder just thinking about that cat and the pain it could give.
"Good," Percy said, grinning at her. "Yes, yes!" Rosanne wept, her pussy jerking at Andrea's mouth.
"So come!" Percy said, fucking his cock into Andrea's ass, driving it deep, filling the sobbing blonde's shit-pit with his cock-meat.
Rosanne moaned, her body tossing on the floor as she tried to get the satisfaction she wanted. "Please, please, I'm all right!"
Percy laughed, slamming his cock in Andrea's ass. "How about I whip your tits?" he suggested, sliding the cat tails through his fingers.
"No, no!" Rosanne screamed in horror. But she came at the same time, her pussy gushing juices, her ass and cunt spasming helplessly.
But Percy knew what was happening. He leaned back and lashed the cat across Rosanne's heaving tits while his cock went wild in Andrea's sucking ass.
The slashing tails beat across Rosanne's lovely tits, beating them both, making the swelling tit-mounds jerk and bounce before they settled down with red lines across them.
But Rosanne's scream gave her away. She spasmed and came, her body shaking with release. She fell back, her tits aching, throbbing, thrusting out for more. In a swirling haze of horror, she turned her head away, her eyes closed in desperation.
The cat lashed her tits again and she heaved in pain and lust, coming helplessly, unable to stop herself. Her pussy spasmed as she fell back on the carpet.
Percy lashed her tits in a series of slashing blows, whipping red lines across her flesh, stroking the twin tit-mounds around until Rosanne was screaming with horrible lust, endless spasms of climax rushing over her. Her hands gripped the ropes, pulling at them.
Without warning, Percy stopped the whip, his cock slowing its hard churning in Andrea's ass. Andrea crouched, her mouth still sucking at Rosanne's clit, her back bowed, her ass up as she took the full force of his cock. She was gasping and moaning, her ass spasming on the massive fuck-rod that rammed in and out of it.
Rosanne screamed and her eyes jerked open. She stared at Percy as he ran the cat tails through his fingers, smiling at her the whole time.
"So, tell me, what do you want?" he asked.
Rosanne groaned and heaved at Andrea's mouth, unable to get back to the surging lust she'd had with the cat tails lashing her tits. She knew Percy knew, and that he knew what to do about it.
He leaned harder on Andrea's ass, his cock fucking even deeper into her throbbing shitter. With a diabolical grin, he slid the cat tails over Rosanne's whipped, heaving tits.
"Special treats for a good girl," he said.
Rosanne sobbed and moaned, her tits pushing at the cat tails, her pussy spasming as she hovered on the edge of the glorious orgasms she wanted so much. But she couldn't find it in her to confess and beg for it.
"No!" she sobbed, weeping in her desperation.
"Come on, tittle girl," Percy murmured, stroking the cat tails over Rosanne's heaving tits as he pumped his prick in Andrea's ass. "Beg for it."
"Come on, you bitch, beg for it and I can get him out of my ass!" Andrea screamed.
"Ahhh!" Rosanne cried in sudden fury. All Andrea was interested in was herself. She'd bitten her and humiliated her, and now Rosanne was going to get revenge.
"Ohhh!" she gasped, heaving her cunt at Andrea's mouth. "Do I get whatever I want if I'm a good girl?" She pouted, her tits heaving in her raging lust.
"Yeahhh!" Percy breathed, his cock jerking in Andrea's ass as he caught Rosanne's excitement. "Just tell me!"
"I wanna make her get you hard again and then whip the bitch while you fuck her!" Rosanne screamed. "That's what I want!"
"No, no!" Andrea wailed, but they both ignored her.
"You got it-now beg for it!"
"Whip my tits!" Rosanne screamed. "Ohhh, whip my tits! Hard! Whip me, hurt me, make me come!" She shuddered and climaxed as she watched Percy heave the cat back and lash it at her thrusting tits, "Ahhh, yesss!" Her pussy gushed juices as she heaved her cunt at Andrea's mouth.
"You bitch!" Andrea wailed, sinking her teeth into Rosanne's clit and chewing for all she was worth.
But Rosanne just spasmed harder, coming in a surge of fuck-lust that made her body shudder, her pussy tearing out of Andrea's teeth as she jerked against the chair.
"Suck me, whip me!" she screeched, her body out of control.
"Fuck!" Percy yelled, his cock surging in and out of Andrea's ass, fucking out of control as the cum boiled in his balls. "You bitch, come on, beg me, bitch, I love it!"
"Aagh, yessss! Whip my tits!" Rosanne demanded, her endless legs spasming around Andrea's body as the blonde bit and sucked at her pussy. Rosanne arched up again, her feet digging into the floor, her shoulders shaking against the chair seat. Her hands pulled on the rope, dragging the chair so that she slid up onto the seat in her raging climax. "Yeah, do it!"
"Fuuuuuck!' Percy yelled as the hot cum burst out of his balls and surged up his cock-shaft, heading right for Andrea's shuddering ass.
"He lashed the cat across Rosanne's demanding tits as he shot the first great wad of cum in Andrea's ass. He gasped, his cock jerking and shooting, pouring fuck-juice into Andrea's shaking shit-pit.
Andrea sobbed as she heaved, her ass trembling and throbbing over Percy's cock as it shot cum. She slid her mouth over Rosanne's clit, sucking it for all she was worth. She now knew she couldn't defeat the screaming brunette, so she was trying to make her feel good. Perhaps, she hoped, Rosanne might not do what she had said she would do.
Rosanne screamed and surged to the top of her climax, shuddering with lust as the whip cut her tits and the endless mixture of agony and pleasure burst out of her flesh. She stared at Percy in her raging lust, screaming as he lashed the whip across her tits with all his force and collapsed across Andrea's body, pumping his cock in her ass as the last gobs of his cum spurted into her ass-guts.
"Ohhh, fuck!" he gasped.
Rosanne fell back, her body aching with the most total satisfaction she'd ever known. She leaned on the chair, coming down slowly in delicious waves of pleasure.
"Please, sir," she whispered, "may I take my hands down now?"
"Oh, fuck, yeah!" he gasped. "You got some real treats coming!"
"Yes," Rosanne whispered dreamily, pushing Andrea's face off her pussy and stroking her clit for herself. "I think I'm gonna enjoy the rest of this week."
"Come on, fucker, keep at my ass, I like it!" Janna demanded, heaving back at Nathan's mouth. She worked her lips over Bob's cock-head, grinning up at him as his cock throbbed and jerked. "Come in my mouth, honey. I'll get you hard again-and use you all over again!"
She sank her lips down his prick, taking it all in. Her throat spasmed around his prick as she felt him starting to come.
"Jesus!" Bob gasped, his cock pulsing in Janna's throat, the jizz erupting from his balls as her cock-sucking mouth demanded every drop he had. "Urrrhh, fuuuck!" His prick throbbed in Janna's mouth as he came, shooting cum deep in her throat. "Jesus, baby, Jeeezuuusss!"
Janna gurgled in delight as the great gobs of cum poured into her throat. Greedily, she pulled her mouth up a little, sucking at his cock-head as it shot cum, letting his cum gush into her mouth. She worked his fucker with her fingers, pushing her ass back at Nathan's mouth, making sure he kept his tongue pushing and flicking at her asshole. With the delicious low f tremors of come rushing over her, she let Bob's cum run over her lips, licking at the creamy slime. In her fever of passion, she opened her mouth, looking up at him, making sure he could see his cock-cream shooting all over her lips and tongue. She kept licking at his cock-head as the cum still bubbled out of his piss-slit and ran all over her lips.
"Ohhh, honey, that was somethin' else!" he gasped, his cock still dribbling cum over Janna's greedy lips.
"Glad you liked it," she simpered, cleaning his cock-head off, swallowing his cum. "Hey, fuck-face, you can stop now."
Nathan dropped to his knees and hung his head. But his cock was hard, and that was the first thing Janna saw as she turned to face him.
"Oh-ho!" she giggled, standing over him, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulders. She lifted her foot and pushed him onto his back, laughing at his shivering face. Casually she lifted her heel and pushed it at his cock-base, running her foot over his throbbing, hard cock. "So, wimp, tell me, do you want to leave, or do you want more?"
Nathan moaned and turned his head away. "I wanna stay," he muttered.
"Gonna be a good boy?" Janna hissed, rolling his cock harder under her heel.
"Yes," he moaned, his cock throbbing and getting harder every second.
"Good," Janna purred. "I might even let you shoot jizz over my tits. How about that?"
Nathan groaned and a stream of cum burst out of his cock, gushing all over his belly.
"Well," Janna purred, rolling his cock with her heel, "seems like you're about ready. Beg to be my slave."
"Ahhh!" Nathan gasped, and a gush of milky cum shot right up onto his chest. "Please, let me be your slave, mistress!"
Janna laughed and turned to where Rosanne was standing over the crouching Andrea, stroking the cat in her hand. "You want him, Rosanne?"
"Not yet," Rosanne said, grinning back at her. She lashed Andrea's ass. "Get him hard again, bitch." She was pointing at Percy in the chair, his cock already more than half stiffened. "Then we can start!"
Andrea grinned and winked at Janna, and Janna winked back.
