Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer of normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of circumstances, these desires cease to be repressed and are eventually acted out.
Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing necessity to comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox modes of behavior. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a wide range of tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not exist, the pressure to conform would become too much for some people to bear and the consequences would be devastating.
WHIPPED COUSINS is about an unwilling victim of a suburban subculture. Caught up in a covert world she never dreamed existed, a young girl struggles to free herself-until she comes to understand the ultimate value of her new experience.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"I don't wanna go!" Lysa screamed.
Her father put his newspaper down, his hands visibly trembling. "Well, you're going," he said. "The tickets are all paid for, Lysa Kapovitz." He tried to hide behind the paper again.
Lysa didn't even look at the ticket.
"I don't wanna go!" she yelled. "You can't make me, even if he is your fuckin' brother."
Her father almost leaped out of his seat. "Mind your language!" he snapped. "You're going, young lady and that's that. You're a very spoiled young girl, and Brad says he can knock some of it out of you." He started for the door.
"But they live out in the middle of nowhere," Lysa said. "I won't have any friends."
But her father was gone, and she stared out of the window in deep misery. A month, stuck out in the plains with her cousins. It was enough to make her sick. She left and went to her room. There, she flung herself across the bed and tried her best to have a fit of tears.
It wasn't so much her cousins-Lysa hadn't seen them for years. It was just that she couldn't stand the thought of being away from home for a month in the summer. And that wasn't because of her parents, either. Lysa had half the boys in the neighborhood on a very tight string and she didn't want to take the slightest chance of losing them.
There were very good reasons why all the boys wanted to get into Lysa's pants. She was already the best-looking teenaged girl around. Her wavy blonde hair cascaded onto her shoulders, framing a face that had sensual desire showing all over it. From her dark-brown eyes, to the line of the high cheekbones and the straight nose, Lysa was a vision of loveliness. But it was her mouth more than anything else that set her apart. Often slightly open, showing her front teeth, shining white, the perfect red lips formed a sensual pout that gave boys a hard-on. The smooth curve of her neck led to a pair of small, thrusting tits that were in a tight halter top for most of the summer. Her slim waist ran to the swelling, tight ass cheeks that swayed and teased as Lysa walked. Her legs were the final glory, long and curved and shown to their best advantage in the high heels she often wore.
But there was a catch. Lysa was a tease. She had no intentions of letting any of the boys or men get anywhere near fucking her. With her cock-teasing manner, boys fell for her time and time again. They took Lysa to the movies, dreaming of the great time in the car afterwards. Lysa would smile at them, make sure her top was open more than necessary, and slide her skirt up, if she wasn't wearing the cutoff jeans that showed the bottoms of her ass cheeks.
All steamed up, the boy would drive Lysa to some secluded spot and try for her tits. He would get slapped hard, asked what kind of a girl he though Lysa was. She wasn't going to do anything disgusting like that until she was married.
Lysa loved it. Loved the way the boys crawled back for more, time and time again. That showed them who was boss. She rolled on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. She could lose all that to some girl who actually put out. But she was never going to fuck. Never, not with anybody.
Lysa hated sex. Hated the very thought of a boy putting his hands on her tits. And as for shoving that horrible big cock up her virgin pussy, the idea made her gag. She loved it as they crawled off, tails between their legs, to jerk out their frustrations, wiping that awful cum into their handkerchiefs before they went home. And she had to lose it all for this summer. Shit. She bit her lip, raging inside.
But there was no escape for Lysa.
She was put on the plane to Minneapolis. There she took the small airline that flew her out to the town closest to her cousins. The very look of the small group of houses made her realize that she was going to have the worst time of her life.
Her Uncle Brad and Aunt Anne were there to meet her, along with their daughter Elizabeth and son Randy. Lysa hardly brightened up, though Randy did show a flicker of interest.
Uncle Brad was a big, tall, burly man who looked rather like his brother, her father, except that he was darker. Aunt Anne was also dark, her hair falling below her shoulders in loose waves. She had a strong, square face with wide eyes and a strong, sensual mouth. Lysa was a little afraid of her.
"This is Elizabeth," said Aunt Anne. "She's your age almost exactly."
Elizabeth was also about Lysa's height. Her dark hair was dyed to give it a red sheen and it piled up around her head in tight curls. With her almost black eyes and accentuated cheek bones, she seemed to Lysa to be a danger to her command over boys. She disliked Elizabeth at once.
But Randy might have possibilities. He was a year older than his sister and was dark and tall, like his father. His tee shirt showed him to be a member of the local school football team, and he looked very athletic. He swaggered slightly, and gave Lysa a knowing stare.
Lysa lowered her eyes bashfully and made a note to herself to exploit him if she could.
It seemed a long ride to her cousin's house, and that depressed Lysa even further. Her cousins were friendly enough, asking about her life and school, but Lysa was sulky and hardly answered. The house turned out to be right on the outskirts of town, on a small road, well away from other people.
The first two days got Lysa even more depressed. There was nothing to do and Brad and Anne didn't make any attempt to entertain her.
Then, on Saturday, Brad, Anne and Randy announced they were going out.
"You two girls can look after yourselves," said Brad. "We'll only be a couple of hours."
Lysa muttered to herself and went up to her room, hoping that Elizabeth wouldn't follow, but, of course she did.
"Hey," said Elizabeth, coming through the door, "you wanna see somethin' real great?"
She was dressed in just her black slip and panties, and Lysa could see the curves of her tits through the lacy top. They were about the same size as hers, but not as good, Lysa decided.
"What?" she asked without much interest.
"My dad's got some real interesting video films,"
Elizabeth said with a wicked grin. "He'd kill me if he knew, but he'll be away. So, you wanna see them?"
"No," said Lysa. "Just leave me alone."
"Oh, little miss stuck up, huh?" sneered Elizabeth. "Not good enough for you are we, you little shit. Fuck, miss 'em then." She sneered at Lysa and went away.
Lysa tried to read, but she was thinking of Bill, one of the boys she tortured at home. He was better than most, always calling her the next day to apologize for being so disgusting as to think she would allow him to touch her. And he sent flowers and always asked her out again. And now she was stuck in this rat hole.
She swore as strange sounds came from downstairs. Sounds of groaning and moaning. Lysa couldn't imagine what it could be, except that she had heard some of her girl friends groan like that when the boys were groping their tits or shoving then-hands up their dresses. Lysa got up softly and crept to the top of the stairs. She peered over and got the shock of her life.
There was Elizabeth, lying naked on the carpet i front of the television, her legs spread wide as she slowly worked her fingers over the mound of her pussy. She was watching the screen where a young girl was doing the most disgusting thing Lysa had ever seen. She was putting her lips around a man's stiff cock.
Lysa gasped and clapped her hand to her mouth. She watched in horror and the girl on the screen moaned at the feel of the hard cockmeat in her mouth, working her lips over the throbbing prick, her eyes closed as she sucked. Then, inch by inch, the girl slid the huge piece of cockmeat into her mouth until her lips closed over the very base of it and her tongue flicked out over the man's balls.
"Ohhhh, yeahhhh!" the man sighed. "Suck that cock, honey, suck it good if you want the car for that price."
Moaning and gasping, the girl worked her mouth back up until her tongue licked over the hard cockhead and she stared at the man as he lay on his back on a sofa in his office. "If you give me the car for nothing, I'll suck you off once a week until it's paid for," she murmured.
"What?" the man said. "Your fuckin' blow-jobs ain't that good, honey."
"Twice a week," crooned the girl, sliding her mouth back down the length of his cock.
"Okay, okay," he groaned. "But the last weekend, I get you any way I want."
"Done," said the girl, and she worked her mouth down the cockshaft again.
Lysa shook from head to toe. She had to get out, and this was the perfect reason to go home, her father would never send her back to a place like this. She turned too suddenly and knocked a vase off a table. It didn't break, but thudded onto the thick it carpet.
"Come on down," Elizabeth called without taking her eyes off the screen. "He's gonna come in a minute, and you don't wanna miss that." her legs spread wider than ever and she ran her fingers into her aching cunt, pulling at her pussy flesh. "Fuck, I need a cock."
Lysa was about to scream and storm out of the house. If this was what sex led to, Lysa was never going to get mired in it. She looked at the screen again and realized the man was lurching and moaning as his cock shot white goo all over the girl's face and into her mouth. Lysa gagged at the sight, getting the heaves at the thought of anything so disgusting. The girl was loving it, the little pervert, moaning as she licked at the spurting piss slit, cum all over her face.
"You . . . " called Lysa, and then stopped.
If she stormed out now, they would stop her. Better to wait, pretend she was part of it, until they were all asleep. Then she'd have a head start, and, by the time they realized she was gone, she would be halfway home. Gripping the stair rail, she walked slowly down.
"Fuck, that was good, and so's the next one," said Elizabeth. "This schoolgirl gets her ass whipped for finger-fucking in class. Then she has to really fuck . . . watch." She spread her legs and slid her fingers over the damp hair of her pussy.
The video started, a classroom with all the girls, who seemed to be only a bit older than Lysa and Elizabeth, sitting at the desks in short dresses.
"This is gross," Lysa whispered as the camera closed in on one girl, who was sliding her fingers into her cunt.
"Don't tell me you don't like getting fucked," Elizabeth sneered, looking back at Lysa. "You've got it written all over you, cunt."
"Sex is disgusting," Lysa said, giving herself away, despite her plans to lay low until the night.
On the screen, the male teacher advanced on the masturbating girl and hauled her out to face the class.
"She should get punished for that," said Lysa. "It's terrible."
"That's not the point," Elizabeth chortled as the girl was forced over the teacher's desk, kicking and screaming.
Two of the other girls held her while the teacher went to get a long thin cane. While the girl still yelled and kicked, he came back and lifted her short skirt up over her ass, leaving it protected only by a pair of very thin panties.
"That's the third time this week, Gloria," said the teacher, "You're going to get double."
"Fuck you!" the girl screamed, her arms stretched out by the other girls.
"Hold her ankles!" the teacher snapped. "She's going to get six more for that."
"Fucker!" the girl screamed as two more girls grabbed her ankles and held her legs apart.
"What is he doing?" Lysa gasped as she watched, fascinated and horrified at once.
Elizabeth chuckled as she rubbed her pussy. "Just watch, asshole."
The teacher lined the cane up on the girl's tight ass cheeks. "Now who did Gloria steal those books from?"
"Me, Sir," said one of the girls, a tiny, pretty blonde with short hair.
"I'm sure you'd love to be the main girl here, wouldn't you?" he said.
"Ohhh, yes, Sir," gasped the girl. "Can I keep you hanging as long as I want?"
"Just as long as you can," the teacher said.
He raised the cane and slashed it through the air, cutting it across Gloria's ass. Her body jerked and she screamed her body arching on the desk.
"How can you watch this stuff?" moaned Lysa.
She saw the tiny blonde sink to her knees before the teacher and unzip his pants. As she worked his big stiff cock out, she also slid the top of her dress open, revealing her young, budding tits. Moaning and gasping, she rubbed herself against his legs as he lined the cane up and slashed it into Gloria's ass again.
Gloria gave another piercing scream and another red line showed through her transparent panties. The tiny blonde brought her lips to the massive round head of the teacher's cock and licked it.
"What is this?" Lysa gasped. She couldn't watch. It was too terrible. She would be sick if she had to see much more. "I . . . I . . . gotta go."
"What you fuckin' moaning about?" Elizabeth said, glancing at the white, shaken Lysa. "There's some good lesbo action coming up. I go for that sometimes, don't you?"
Wh-what?" Lysa gasped, almost choking as she got up. "I gotta go for a walk . . . gotta . . .I'll see you in . . . "
"What the fuck is going on?" Brad snapped from the doorway.
"Daddy!" squealed Elizabeth, jumping to her feet and putting on her slip quickly. "We were . . . we just . . . er . . . "
"Turn that off," Brad said. "Did I give you permission to watch it?"
"N-No," Elizabeth confessed, but she still turned her head to watch as the teacher whipped Gloria's ass.
Brad walked over and switched off the set.
"Oh, Daddy," moaned Elizabeth. "I did what you said, couldn't I at least . . . "
"Shut up!" Brad snapped. "Well, you little whore," he said to Lysa, "what have you got to say for yourself?"
"W-We thought you were . . . that stuff's is so d-d-disgusting," Lysa stammered. "I was trying to get away, but Elizabeth said . . . "
"Riiiight!" Brad said. He towered over Lysa, his hands on his hips. To her horror, Lysa saw that there was a massive cock-bulge in the front of his pants and it throbbed slightly as he looked at her. "You're going to learn what happens to disobedient little whores in this house. You saw what that little cunt was getting?" He pointed to the screen. "Well, that's just the start. My brother said you were a spoiled little brat. And, by God, he was right. But we'll sort that out, won't we." He stood, smiling nastily at Lysa while his eyes took in the luscious curves of her body. "Both of you, go to your rooms and wait."
"B-But I wasn't doing it!" Lysa wailed. "Elizabeth was, she was the one, she did it." Lysa trembled as she lowered her eyes. , "I said, go to your room," said Brad. "There'll be even more trouble if you don't."
Lysa almost pleaded with him again, but she knew it was futile.
"Yes, Uncle Brad," she said, and she followed Elizabeth out of the room.
"Fuck, you're in for it now," Elizabeth snorted as she led the way up the stairs. "I can't wait." And then she laughed.
"But I didn't do anything," Lysa whispered, almost in tears.
"Hah!" Elizabeth chortled as she went into her room and closed the door.
Lysa packed her clothes as soon as she got into her room. She put the suitcase under the bed and lay on the sheets, waiting.
It turned out to be a very long wait. Lysa heard Anne and Randy come home, but couldn't hear what was said. Anne brought her some food and allowed her to go to the bathroom, but wouldn't say another word to her. Lysa snatched the local telephone directory from a table without Anne appearing to notice. It was a small town and a thin directory. While on the toilet, she memorized the local taxi service number, then she put the book back and went to her room.
Still, nothing happened. Lysa heard some people arrive and wondered who they were. That probably meant that she would be there until they had gone, because Uncle Brad wouldn't want his friends to know that he had video tapes like that. She was desperately bored, but at least Elizabeth was still in her room, too. She hadn't gotten any special privileges.
Lysa settled down for a long wait, but it was only about another hour before Anne came up the stairs and came in. It didn't seem strange to Lysa that she was dressed in a tight black skirt and top, with high heels to match.
"Hmmm," Anne said, looking at Lysa. "No, that'll do, they should see you as you really are. Those sandals of yours, put them on-they show your legs better."
Lysa's head buzzed as she did as she was told. Suddenly she was scared for some reason she couldn't understand. She followed Anne out to the landing, for the first time having trouble walking in her high-heeled sandals. Normally she could strut around and draw whistles at will in them. Then she saw Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was still in her slip, but she had added black stockings and black high heels. She had on panties that stretched across her pussy mound like a second skin. She sneered at Lysa and turned to follow her mother.
They went down the stairs and into the main room. Lysa got another unpleasant shock. It had been changed. The sofa was out from the wall. Some of the carpet had been pulled away, revealing ring bolts in the wooden floor. There were some pulleys and ropes slung over a wooden beam. And there was an apparatus like a big frame, with ropes at each corner. It pivoted at the center, and Lysa could only shudder as she saw it.
"This is the little whore I have to look after for the summer," Brad said as Anne led the two girls in. "This is Joanie and Johnnie, friends of ours. Say hello to them, Lysa."
"Hello," Lysa muttered as she sneaked a glance at them.
Johnnie was medium height and good looking, fair haired and as athletic looking as Randy, though older, probably in his mid-twenties. She glanced and saw that Randy was there, too, leaning back on the sofa with a shit-eating grin on his face.
Joanie was a tall, slim, stunning blonde with endless legs and hair almost to her waist. As Lysa looked, she crossed her legs and flashed the flesh of her thighs above her stocking tops. She looked to be in her early twenties, and she gave Lysa a long, arrogant stare.
Lysa felt her chest contract as she tried to breathe.
Then Brad swung himself to his feet. "These two were found watching my movies this afternoon. Elizabeth should have known better, so she'll be first. Then Lysa can see what happens to sluts around here. Tie her up."
For the first time, Lysa realized that she was in great danger. She turned and ran for the door.
CHAPTER TWO
She got almost to the front door before Johnnie grabbed her. He swung her brutally around and slunge her over his shoulder as if she were almost weightless.
"Now don't be stupid," he said. "You can't get away."
"Let me go!" screamed Lysa, beating her fists futilely on his back as he laughed and gave her ass a hard slap. "Ouch! That hurt."
He laughed again as he set her down and pushed her through the door of the main room. They were all there, waiting for her.
"You beasts!" Lysa yelled. "I'm going home, and my dad'll kill you for this!"
Brad chuckled. "My brother has had enough of you, my little niece," he said with great menace. "Never did a thing around the house, did you? Just played around, came home to eat and kept the boys on the run." He laughed again. "He doesn't know how I'm gonna do it, but he doesn't want to hear anything about how badly you're being treated. But don't worry, you'll be the perfect daughter by the time I send you home."
"Take me to the airport right now!" Lysa said defiantly, looking over her shoulder at Johnnie as he lounged behind her.
"Tie her up," said Brad. "She can watch what she's gonna get."
"No!" Lysa screamed.
"Daddy, you said that I'd be okay if I . . . "
"Shut up!" Elizabeth's father snapped. "Any more of that, and you get double."
"No, no," Elizabeth sobbed, breaking into tears, "you deceived me!"
"I what?" Brad snapped.
"You deceived me," Elizabeth said. "You're a bastard, a shit."
"Double," said Brad. "Get the bar out."
Elizabeth screamed and yelled at her brother as he went over the wall closet and hauled out a padded bar on a stand, but he just grinned at her.
"You still come, you little shit," Randy said. "Now shut the fuck up."
Elizabeth glared at him and stood, watching as her father went over to Lysa and looked down at her. He looked up at the ceiling.
"That one," he said to Johnnie. "She'll see it all from there."
Lysa looked and saw that a pulley with a rope hung over the main beam at that point. Her eyes widening with horror, she backed away, but Brad grabbed her wrists and held them while Johnnie lowered the rope.
"W-What are you doing?" Lysa whispered. "You can't do that, no, please, no!"
She shrieked suddenly as Brad slapped a pair of leather cuffs around her wrists and attached them to the end of the rope. Lysa groaned desperately as Johnnie pulled on the rope and her arms were hauled up.
"Stop it, let me go!" Lysa wept, tears suddenly rolling down her cheeks. "I'll be good, I promise I will. I'll help with the housework, I promise!"
"Oh, you'll do that," Brad said as he pulled on the rope to make sure it held.
Her feet only just reached the floor and her arms ached already from the strain. She stared in growing horror at the padded bar as it was moved only a few feet away from her. Randy swung it so that the bar reached away from her. Anybody bent over it would show everything to the helpless Lysa.
Randy was attaching the base of the bar to some ring bolts as Anne strolled over the Lysa. Lysa saw the woman's strong square face now distorted with cruelty. Anne's eyes roved all over her body while she opened the top of her tight black leather shirt and ran her fingers over her own tits. Lysa knew that Anne had to be in her thirties, but her body was in superb shape. Her tits thrust out almost as tightly as Lysa's, and her skin was as white and soft.
"Yeahhh," Anne said softly, "not bad, don't you think?"
"Not bad," Johnnie agreed. "But I'm gonna have that daughter of yours first. It's my turn, and nobody gives a better blow-job when they're getting the shit whipped out of them."
"Yes," Anne agreed slowly. "You aren't the first to say that. Trained her well, didn't we?"
Johnnie grinned and walked past Lysa, leaving her to face Anne alone.
"Riiight," Anne said softly. "Let's see if you look as good as I think you do."
She reached up and slid her hand up under Lysa's halter top. Anne's fingers were almost at her tits when Lysa reacted. She screamed and kicked out at Anne.
Anne grinned at Lysa. "You're fuckin' stupid!" she snapped.
Her hand swung and slapped Lysa hard across the face. The hand came back and Lysa hung on the rope moaning. Her face stung, but she couldn't rub it.
"Randy, come here," Anne said. "Lash her legs down. The stupid slut won't learn."
"Oh, no!" Lysa sobbed. "Please, I'll do what you want. I'll be good, really I will, please!"
As Anne stood there, still running her fingers over her small high tits, Randy grinned and took more rope.
"Don't do it, don't!" Lysa shrieked as he took one of her ankles and pulled it out until it reached one of the ring bolts in the floor. "Don't! No! No!"
Her body shook with terror as Randy securely lashed her foot to the ring bolt and then went over to her other leg.
"Scream as much as you like," Anne sneered. "Why do you think we live so far out of town?" She gave a nasty laugh and walked over to the closet.
"Please," Lysa whispered to Randy. "Please, let me go. I'll be awfully grateful. . . please, help me!"
He grinned nastily at her from the floor as he lashed her other ankle.
"You don't know what's coming to you, do you?" he said. He stood up and chuckled in her face, running his fingers under her chin. "I'm gonna take what I want, as often as I want it. And I want a lot. I'm a horny bastard. Takes me three comes to even soften, so you're gonna get your ass fucked off, cousin."
Suddenly Anne was back, standing in front of
Lysa. Randy chucked her under the chin and moved to the side. Lysa almost passed out. Anne held a long thin whip and she tapped it against her leg as she looked at Lysa. Lysa sobbed and struggled, but she was utterly helpless now. Her hands were tied above her head and her legs were spread as wide as they would go and lashed to the ring bolts.
"Now, this is to show you just a little bit of what you get if you defy me again," Anne said with deadly calm.
Without warning, her hand flashed out and up and the thin whip cut right between Lysa's legs and big hard into her pussy. Even with her cut-off jeans, the pain leaped out and ran all over her body. She shuddered and screamed, struggling on the ropes.
"She's all yours," Anne said to Randy, and she walked off to where the rest of the party had gathered around the padded bar.
Lys shuddered as Randy came up behind her and put his arms around her waist.
"Look closely at this," Randy whispered in her ear. "After this, it's gonna be you over that bar."
His hands roved over her flesh, slowly working their way up her chest towards her tits.
"Leave me alone!" Lysa screamed. "Stop it! What kind of a girl do you think I am?"
Even the group around the bar stopped to laugh at that, reducing Lysa to more tears. She was sure she would pass out at the horrible treatment she was getting. Randy's hands slid closer to the bottom of her tank top and her tits. Then she noticed that his massive hard cock was pressed into her back and he was sliding the cock-bulge lower, between her ass cheeks.
"Stop it! That's disgusting!" she shrieked, swinging on the ropes with all her might.
"Now that's enough, cunt," he said. "One more like that and Mom will be back here to warm your pussy up again."
Lysa shuddered and moaned, but she couldn't face another lashing like that one. Her cunt still burned from it. She held still and tried to ignore what Randy was doing.
Brad stood-a long thin cane in his hand-with Elizabeth by the bar. She was shaking with fear. On the other side stood Johnnie and Joanie. Only now that Joanie was standing up did Lysa see how tall and slim she was. Slowly, Joanie slid her hand down the front of Johnnie's pants and worked his zipper open. Her skillful hands ran inside and pulled out Johnnie's cock. She held his prick and ran her fingers up and down the prickshaft as Elizabeth watched.
"You'd love to suck my husband off, wouldn't you?" Joanie crooned to Elizabeth, her fingers playing with his cock as she stared at the shaking girl.
"Y-yes, Miss," Elizabeth said.
"Good," Joanie said. "Now I'm going to lay him down, so you can get it all. Isn't that nice of me?"
"Y-yes, Miss," Elizabeth said, her voice shaking as much as her legs.
Lysa shook as Joanie slowly laid her husband down on the floor and made sure he was comfortable. Johnnie grinned, and Joanie leaned down and kissed him. She slid his pants off and his long prick stuck up toward the bar.
"Now, let's see if that's right," Joanie said softly, but her voice had even more menace in it than Anne's. "Bend over the bar and let me see."
Shaking with fear, Elizabeth slowly walked up to the bar and spread her legs, holding onto the polished metal rod. Then she bent, her waist pressed into the bar, her face going down and down toward Johnnie's prick, her hands went out to support her and she stopped, her mouth inches from his swollen cockhead. Her body was almost bent double and her ass stuck up in the air. Her slip had ridden up over her ass, and her tight black panties stretched tightly over her young ass cheeks.
"Excellent," Joanie said. "I got it just right."
She slid the belt of her short dress off and slid the dress down her long legs, stepping out of it and dropping it on the carpet. All she wore underneath was a pink teddy, white stockings and high heels. Lysa gasped.
"Carry on," Joanie said to Brad.
As Joanie slipped to the carpet and cuddled Johnnie's head on her thighs, running her hands all over his chest, Brad looked at Anne.
"Tie her feet and hands," he said.
"Oh, no, Daddy, no!" Elizabeth protested.
The whip slashed out and cracked across her stretched ass cheeks. Elizabeth yelled, and Lysa saw the thin red line on her flesh, even through her panties.
Anne started tying her daughter's legs and arms to more of the ring bolts, but Lysa hardly saw it anymore. Relentlessly, Randy's hands were running up, under her tight top and closing in on her tits. His fingers scraped over Lysa's swelling nipples and she shuddered, biting her lip, trying to pretend it was all a bad dream.
"Shit," Randy whispered. "These are something else. What a pair!"
His hands slid over the smooth flesh of her tits and Lysa choked with loathing. A boy was touching her tits. Not only that, he was slowly rolling her tight little nipples in his fingers, pinching them harder and harder as his cock-bulge rubbed up and down the crack of her ass. His hips bounced against the ropes as he rammed his cock-bulge against her ass.
"Ohhh please, you're hurting!" Lysa moaned, but he only laughed and gave her nipples a vicious pull. Lysa groaned and sobbed at the pain and humiliation.
"Watch now," Randy said. "That's gonna be you next."
Lysa's horror and pain grew as she saw Elizabeth bound helplessly on the bar. Her legs were spread like Lysa's, but her arms were also lashed to the floor, stretching her tightly, the bar rammed hard against her crotch. Her face was just above Johnnie's hard cock and she moaned slightly as she watched Joanie sliding her fingers nearer and nearer to it, keeping Johnnie at the height of arousal.
"Now," Brad said, "you're gonna pay for this afternoon."
Elizabeth sobbed and her body tensed in expectation. The whip was raised above her ass. Then it slashed downwards, and Elizabeth's piercing scream rang out.
On her own ropes, Lysa flinched at the blow. The bar shook with the force of Elizabeth's struggle to free herself. The red line of agony shone through her panties. The whip went up and beat down, and Elizabeth's shriek of pain rang out once more. Again, the cane and Elizabeth's scream had hardly stopped before the next one broke out. Soon her screams were continuous, and Lysa shuddered as she thought of herself in such a desperate plight.
Randy was rolling her tits as he watched his sister's suffering, and his cock was going wild, thrusting at Lysa's ass.
"Fuck," he moaned, "I can't take this. Hey, Mom, I gotta get off."
Anne turned and strolled back, a bright smile of sympathy on her face. "Poor boy. It's all these nasty girls, turning you on like this. Let her down and come to mommy."
Gasping as his cock thrust against the front of his jeans, Randy grabbed the rope and let it go. Lysa m had no time to relax and rub her arms, because he forced her straight to her knees and wrapped the rope around her neck, holding her in place.
"Move, bitch, and I'll choke the crap outa you," he promised.
Standing next to her son, Anne opened his pants and took his cock out. She stood there, slowly running her fingers up and down the thick cockshaft. Lysa choked with fear. Not only was it a huge prick for a teenager, but she knew it was going to shoot all that white jism, and it would go all over her face. That was too horrible to contemplate. She closed her eyes, but the dreadful fascination of it all forced her to open them repeatedly.
"Poor boy," Anne said softly as she played with Randy's cock. "You have to come, I know. Well, let Mommy help you. We don't want to jerk off, do we?"
"No, Mom," Randy gasped. His hips jerked as he looked at Lysa's lovely, pouting face. He pulled her head closer to him, his cock swelling.
"But we mustn't come before your sister, must we?" Anne crooned as she skillfully ran her fingers over Randy's throbbing prick. "Or our guest."
Randy gasped. His balls ached to get rid of their cum-load, and his mother played him perfectly, holding him at the point of shooting until he groaned deep guttural moans of frustration.
"Oooo, shit!" he gasped.
"Not long now," Anne said. "I know your sister."
Lysa sneaked a glance at Elizabeth. The dark, red-tinged hair of the young girl was now bobbing up and down to the pace of the whip. Each time it landed, her shriek rang out as her head went down, trying to get at Johnnie's stiff cock. But still, Joanie held it from her. Her ass was a mass of red, beaten flesh and her legs trembled with each blow. But her ass betrayed her. Now it thrust up at the cane as it came down, even as her screams rang out.
"Aaaaggghhh!" she shrieked. "Daddy, stop it, please, aaaghh! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Let me suck him, please, I can't take it, please!"
"You really want to suck my husband off?" Joanie asked, playing with his cock much as Anne played with Randy's stiff fucker.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Elizabeth shrieked.
"So they'll stop whipping you?" Joanie grinned, her blonde hair tossing as she watched the whip lashing into the helpless girl's ass.
"Yes, yes!" Elizabeth screamed. "Oh let me do it, I'll do it."
"But you know how angry I get at any woman who fucks my husband," said Joanie, sliding her hands over his cock.
Johnnie lay there watching, his head cradled in Joanie's lap as she stroked his prick.
"Aaaagggghhh! Oh shit, let me do it!" Elizabeth screamed, her ass heaving up and down with the force of the whip.
"Oh, very well, if you want," Joanie said with resignation. She reached out and took a handful of Elizabeth's hair. "Suck it, whore!"
She rammed Elizabeth's hot little mouth over her husband's stiff, throbbing prick.
"Aaaaahhh!" Johnnie sighed.
Joanie jerked Elizabeth's head back off his cock.
"Let me-aaaaghhh!" Elizabeth screamed as the whip lashed her ass relentlessly and Johnnie grinned at Johnnie grinned at Joanie. "Give me his cock-you promised!"
"Oh, all right," Joanie said, and she rammed Elizabeth's face back down on Johnnie's cock.
Elizabeth's mouth slid right down the length of the stiff fucker, taking it all in while her throat opened to take the cockhead. her muffled screams still rang out at ever stroke of the whip, and she pumped her head frantically, taking as much cock as she could. But her ass thrust up more wantonly with each stroke. And even her screams changed, getting deeper and taking on a tight, growing note of the most depraved desire. The whole apparatus jumped as her body thrashed to the pulse of the whip and the demands of the massive cock in her mouth.
"Not long now," Anne said softly as she stroked Randy's heaving fuck-rod, the tip getting closer and closer to Lysa's horrified face.
A drop of pre-cum formed at the tiny slit on the cockhead, and Randy leaned back, pulling on the rope so that Lysa's head was forced even closer to the horrible thing. She knew he was going to shoot jism soon, all over her face.
"Come on, bitch!" Brad yelled as he lashed the whip into Elizabeth's helpless ass.
Everything was rising to a terrible frenzy. Elizabeth's mouth closed around Johnnie's cock. Her throat contracted around the cockshaft and Johnnie lay back, moaning with the pleasure of his rising climax.
Elizabeth's mouth rammed up and down as the whip landed, her ass, beet red and lined with deeper crimson marks of agony, thrust up and down, faster and faster, making Brad whip her harder as her climax burst over her.
Suddenly she was screaming with the most depraved release, her ass throbbing with climax, her mouth sucking Johnnie's cock to the balls as the cum boiled in them. Her muffled screams of pleasure echoed in the room as Johnnie thrust his hips up and leaned back, shuddering with release.
"Ohhhh yeahhh!" he groaned. "I'm coming, ohhh fuck, I'm coming!"
Joanie leaned down and dug her fingernails into her husband's chest, raking them slowly up as he came, the cum pumping out in great gobs into Elizabeth's spasming mouth.
Elizabeth shrieked and moaned as white cum oozed from her lips and dropped onto Johnnie's thighs. Her mouth sucked convulsively as her ass beat up in the air, thrusting with demanding lust until she gave one last scream and collapsed, still sucking the cum as it rolled from Johnnie's piss slit.
"Ready, darling?" Anne asked.
"Ooohhh, yeah, Mom," Randy gasped.
Lysa burst into tears. She saw Anne close her fingers very slightly on her son's cock, and that was enough. Cum began pumping from his balls. It shot along his cockshaft and Anne held it while great gobs of jizz shot out and splattered into Lysa's helpless face.
She wanted to scream, but that would fill her mouth with jism. She moaned as thick hot wads of the horrible stuff shot all over her face and into her hair, running down her cheeks and over her lips. Gobs of cum stuck over her eyelids and she had to keep them closed while the moans of pleasure from Randy, Johnnie and Elizabeth rang in her ears.
Cum slid off Lysa's chin and down onto her tank top, wetting the thin material. She struggled against the ropes, but Randy held her tight until the last of his cum-load was shot and only thin liquid oozed from his cock.
"Shit, that was great . . . thanks, Mom," he said.
"Oh, anything for my boy," Anne said smoothly. "Now why don't you tie that new whore over the bar? I think you'll have a lot more trouble getting her to suck cock. You're used to your sister, and she's easy."
Randy laughed. "Yeahhh, but that's half the fun!"
CHAPTER THREE
Lysa stared, screaming as the cum dripped down her face. There was nothing worse than this, a boy's stinking jism on her face.
"Shut up, girl!" snapped Anne.
Lysa screamed louder, and fell forward onto the floor.
Her arms were jerked upward, heaving her up off her knees and forcing her higher until she hung once again from her arms, stretched even harder this time, her feet pulling on the bonds that held them apart. ft
"Ohhhh, God!" Lysa screamed. "Ohhhh, no! Let me down, please!"
"Randy, rip that top off her," Anne said, and Lysa heard the sound of the thin whip she held as she slapped it against her thigh.
"No, don't, you can't!" Lysa shrieked, but already she felt a pair of strong hands holding the neck of her tank top.
"Watch me, baby," he said mockingly.
Slowly, he pulled on the thin material. The neck tore and, inch by inch, Randy ripped the top right down the center, grinning all the time at Lysa's face. Her young thrusting tits came into view, and Lysa gave a shuddering moan as she saw that everyone in the room was gathered around to watch her humiliation.
"Fuuuuuuck," said Randy. "They're as good as I thought they'd be. Look at that!"
He gave final heave and Lysa's top was ripped right through, hanging from her shoulders, giving her tits no cover at all. She sobbed and closed her eyes again.
"Now, next lesson," Anne said crisply. "You can scream if you're being whipped, or if something else is being done to you. But you don't scream over having cum all over you, or you'll be screaming all night-and that gets on my nerves. This is to remind you."
Lysa heard the slight swish of the whip, and pain erupted across her tits. Anne had slashed the cane across them with terrible accuracy.
"Aaagghhh!" Lysa screamed, tossing on the ropes as far as they would allow. Her eyes popped open and she saw Anne standing there, saw the rest of the family and guests watching the red line on her tits deepening. "Got that?" snapped Anne. "Y-yes," Lysa stammered. "Let her down," Anne said. The ropes were released and Lysa dropped to the floor. Her hands went to her tits and rubbed them, trying to dull the pain as she crouched on the carpet, terrified out of her wits.
"Would you like to have some fun with her?" Anne asked.
"Sure," Joanie purred. She took the whip from Anne and stood before the trembling girl, looking her up and down. "You still have a date over that bar, and nothing's going to save you from that. But, if you're a good little girl for me, well, I might be able to save you from some of it. Come here."
Shuddering with pain and humiliation, Lysa tried to crawl across to Joanie, but the ropes still held her ankles. Desperately, she pulled while Joanie softly sucked the end of the whip, smiling at the young girl.
"If you don't come here, I shall punish you," she whispered.
"I can't, I can't!" Lysa moaned. "Please, can't you see? I'm still tied up."
"Come over here," Joanie said softly, and a nasty chuckle went around the room.
"I can't! I can't!" Lysa screamed, pulling at the ropes, reaching for the knots and trying to untie them.
"Silly girl," Joanie said as she advanced on Lysa.
"No, stop!" Lysa screamed. "You can't d-do that, you can't!"
She groaned in desperation as Joanie grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and viciously pulled her head back.
"Put your hands behind your back!" Joanie commanded.
With a moan of terror, Lysa did as she was told. Her body was bent, thrusting her tits out, and the pain in her spread legs was almost lost more than she could stand.
"Hold your wrists and don't let go, or it will be much worse for you," ordered Joanie.
With her head in a daze, Lysa gripped her wrists and waited, trembling from head to toe. She stared up at the woman in the pink teddy, as Joanie lowered the whip and ran it across her left nipple.
"You will do everything I say," Joanie said, "or take the consequences."
"B-but I couldn't!" Lysa wailed. "I tried, I tried!"
"Not good enough!" Joanie snapped. The whip went up and slashed back down across Lysa's left tit. "Eeeuuuggghhh! Oh, save me!" Lysa screamed m as the whip went up and lashed across her right tit, raising another deep red weal on her young, thrusting tit flesh.
Methodically Joanie beat her, each time shifting aim between her tits until they were a mass of crimson flesh, and Lysa's screams rang around the room endlessly.
Johnnie sat on the sofa, his long prick fucking in and out of Anne as she rode him and enjoyed the spectacle. Elizabeth had been forced to her knees again and was alternately sucking Randy's and Brad's cocks, her feverish little mouth sliding down one of them for a few strokes and then onto the other, all the time running her fingers over the stiff cock-shafts as the guys watched Lysa getting whipped. She was sucking her own father and brother! Lysa knew then that nothing was going to be spared either of them.
But the agony of the whip drove even that horror out of Lysa's mind. Joanie was concentrating on her nipples, hitting them with great accuracy, making her tits leap and jump on her chest, while they swelled with the agony of the bruised flesh. More gobs of cum slipped off her face as she jerked around in pain, the cum dripping to her tits. There, Joanie's brutal whipping mashed the jizz into her flesh and sent thin strings of white goo flying onto the carpet. Lysa thrashed around with the terrible agony.
"Now," Joanie said softly, flinging her back to m the floor. "Now come here."
She stood right over Lysa, so the girl could get to her knees with her face inches from the crotch of Joanie's teddy. Lysa saw the pink, almost transparent material, stretched tight over Joanie's pussy as Joanie put her hands on her head and held her.
"Now, unclip my teddy," Joanie said. "Now don't come, any of you guys. I want this one to get it all for a while."
"Ohhhh shit, Joanie!" Randy groaned. "You know I gotta come three times before I can settle down, and I'm gonna come again."
His cock slid in and out of his sister's mouth as she moaned and tried to hold him back, but he fucked in faster and harder as his cum surged to get out of his balls.
"Stop!" Joanie commanded, and Elizabeth pulled her mouth back, leaving Randy standing there groaning, his cock pulsing up and down. "Bring him over here."
With a grin, Brad stood back, his own cock thick and hard. He slid his hands over the cock shaft as he watched. Then he walked over and took Anne's head as she fucked her cunt up and down on Johnnie's cock. Her long dark hair slid over her face as she was pulled down until Brad could ram his cock into her mouth.
"Sorry about this, Johnnie," he said. "Gotta get it in somethin' hot and wet."
Johnnie grinned. "Go right ahead."
Anne slid her mouth back up Brad's cock until she could lick the cock head.
"You bastards," she said, but already her hips were moving to the beat of a rising climax. She moaned and sank her mouth over the huge cockmeat she had sucked so often before.
Lysa's horror and pain were still deepening.
"I said, untie my teddy," Joanie said.
Lysa hurried to do as she was told. The agony in her tit flesh was only slowly receding. With trembling fingers, she reached up to the crotch of the teddy and felt for the clips. To her horror, the teddy was wet with Joanie's pussy juices and Lysa's fingers got damp as she struggled. Somehow she unclipped the three tiny catches and the bottom of the teddy swung away. With her flesh cringing at the contact, Lysa knelt back down and tried to rub her fingers clean on her tight, cut-off jeans.
"Don't you dare," said Joanie. "Lift your arms, high, right above your head."
"Oh, please!" Lysa begged as she lifted her arms, exposing her tits again.
"Never, never rub my pussy juice away," Joanie said with deceiving calm.
Then she lashed out with the whip again and caught Lysa's nipples.
"Aaaaggghhh! Stop please!" Lysa begged as the whip went back and hung there.
"Lick it off," Joanie said, and she waited, the whip raised.
With the new agony surging through her, even Lysa's repulsion was overcome. Her hand trembled as she raised her fingers to her mouth and licked at them. The smell of Joanie's pussy reached her nostrils, and she thought she would be sick once more.
"Put them in your mouth, whore," Joanie said, waiting. She ran her hand down and caressed her pussylips, spreading them as she gently stimulated herself, watching Lysa's terror all the time.
Lysa closed her eyes, but she did as she was told, licking her fingers until they were clean. She crouched, waiting, cradling her beaten tits with her arms.
"Now," Joanie said to Randy. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but you can take it out on her later. Now, honey, come here."
She took Randy by the cock and eased him over until his prick was inches from her cunt. With her long legs and six-inch heels, Joanie was almost as tall as the young football player.
"Now," she said to Elizabeth. "Finish sucking him off, but shoot it over my cunt."
From the floor, Lysa stared at the horror that somehow went on growing all the time. She saw Elizabeth's whipped ass as the young girl knelt and took her brother's cock back into her hot little mouth.
"Do a good job, bitch," Joanie said softly. "Our men have to be satisfied."
Elizabeth gave a low groan as she ran her fingers over Randy's ball sac, caressing, feeling the cum building for release.
"Oooohhhh, yeahhh!" Randy gasped, holding his sister's head and sliding his fucker deeper. "Not long now, baby, not long. Yeaahhhhh! Come one, you know how I like it!"
Elizabeth shuddered as he sank his cock to the hilt, and her throat closed and drew at the hard round cockhead.
"Ooooh, shit!" Randy gasped, his cock speeding up, fucking deep into Elizabeth's throat. "Oh, don't worry, cunt," he said to Lysa, "you're still going over that bar and still gonna suck me off while you pay for this afternoon. Shiiiiit, I'm gonna shoot!" He leaned back, roaring as the cum burst from his cock. "Yeaahhhh!"
Joanie pulled Elizabeth away by her red-tinted hair. Desperately, Elizabeth kept her hand on the cum-spouting cock as the ropes of goo splattered out and into Joanie's pussy hair as she stood there, legs spread, taking it all". Randy yelled at each strong pulse of cum and Elizabeth held his cock, jerking the jizz out and directing it all over Joanie's pussy. Soon the white goo covered Joanie's golden triangle of cuntal hair and ran down the insides of her thighs. She watched the cum shoot out until Randy was gasping and the flow slowed to a trickle.
"Take the rest," she said to Elizabeth.
The well-trained girl sank her mouth back and licked up the last of her brother's cum until he gave a satisfied chuckle and pulled his cock out.
"On the chair, Sis," he said. "I wanna watch this."
He led her to one of the chairs and sat down, making Elizabeth take his cock again and play with it, licking, caressing as he watched Lysa's next humiliation.
"Well now, look at this," cooed Joanie, strolling up to Lysa and standing right over her. "Some awful man's shot cum all over my pussy. I mean, look at it." She spread her pussy lips and slid a finger over her cuntal crack, spreading some of the cum deeper, over her clit and pussy folds. "Now lick it all off."
For a split second Lysa hesitated, but then Joanie raised the whip and Lysa scrambled forward.
Joanie had positioned herself so that Lysa could just reach her, stretching her legs and feet to the limit in the bonds. Lysa stared at the gobs of cum matted into Joanie's pussy hair and almost threw up. Joanie slowly ran her finger into her pussy crack and crooned with lust.
"Lick it, whore," she said, "or I'm gonna have the boys take your pants off."
She didn't have to say anymore. Lysa surrendered, promising herself that she would have revenge when she could escape. Closing her eyes, she leaned forward and licked at the blonde pussy hair.
Getting the cum was difficult. Lysa had to delve m deeper, sucking at the jism, drawing it out of the hair piece by piece. Revolted as she was, she found to her surprise that cum didn't taste so bad. It was still disgusting, but she could take it.
Joanie gave a low moan as the young girl licked at her pussy. She spread her legs wider and looked dreamily out to where her husband and Brad were still double-fucking Anne. All three of them were losing control as Anne's hot cunt and mouth brought the two men off and her own climaxes climbed higher. In a moaning, heaving group, they rolled on the sofa, the men's cock fucking in and out of Anne's willing holes.
"Lick down my legs," Joanie ordered Lysa. "I want to be clean all over."
Lysa broke into sobs as she licked over the smooth flesh of Joanie's thighs. The feel of another woman was strangely exciting, the warm, clean flesh that led down Joanie's long shapely legs to her stocking tops was perfumed and trembled to her touch. Lysa felt her head swimming as she licked. She was utterly ashamed of herself, but her arms slid up Joanie's legs until she could hold them comfortably while she cleaned the cum from her thighs. The feel of Joanie's silk stockings over the soft curves of her calves and thighs sent more shivers of a terrible, strange passion into Lysa. Shaking with fear, she licked backed up one white thigh and down the other, feeling her heart beating uncontrollably with each pass of her tongue.
"Ooooohhhh, that's good," Joanie purred. "Now lick me clean, deep in my pussy."
Lysa did what she had been ordered to do, bringing her mouth to the very lips of Joanie's pussy. It was a dreadfully exciting and horrifying moment.
Trembling with passion, Lysa licked out and her tongue flicked over the hot entrance to Joanie's cunt. She felt Joanie's body tremble and her pussy spasm under her touch.
"Spread my cuntlips and get in there," Joanie said softly. She slid her high heels farther apart on the rug and waited.
Lysa gasped, bursting into tears as she slid her hands up the last inches of Joanie's stockings and over the clean, damp flesh of her thighs. She moaned as her fingers slid up and reached the curly blonde hair of Joanie's pussy. With her head spinning uncontrollably, Lysa slid her fingers to Joanie's pussylips and spread them, revealing the tight red bud of Joanie's clit, streaked with Randy's cum. With a low moan of passion, Lysa sank her mouth onto the hot wet flesh and sucked at the spasming cunt.
"Oooooh, that's good!" Joanie murmured. "Now suck it like that, just like that!" Her thighs trembled as the orgasm gathered in her cunt and waited to burst out.
Lysa's face was wet with tears, pussy juice and cum. Her humiliation grew by the second, but so did that awful passion she couldn't understand. She sucked Joanie's pussy, her hands clasped around Joanie's thighs as if hanging on for dear life. Her whipped tits rubbed against the silk of Joanie's stockings. The friction on her nipples was driving soft spikes of feeling all over her body. She wept helplessly, wondering what was becoming of her.
Then, behind her, she heard Anne, Johnnie and Brad roaring together as they came.
With long-practiced skill, Anne swallowed his cock to the balls and took the hot cum down her throat while her own climaxes shook her whole body. Her deep groans of lust rang around the room, even though muffled by the cock that shot wads of cum into her mouth.
Simultaneously Anne's hot, tight cunt brought Johnnie off. With a long drawn-out yell of lust, he thrust his cock up, deep into the throbbing red pit of Anne's pussy and let go, pouring out cum until it ran out of her clutching cunt and over his thighs. Her hips jumping like crazy, Anne gave a moan of lust as the cocks slowed their spurting and she held them, sucking the last of the jism from them both.
"Ohhhh, my husband," Joanie said dreamily, "always shooting up some cunt or the other. Ever had your ass fucked, baby?" she asked Lysa as the struggling girl sucked at her climaxing cunt. "No, I don't expect so yet. But you will, very soon. Oh, fuck, I love it! Ohhhhh, yeahhhh!"
With a series of long deep thrusts she rammed her pussy all over Lysa's face. She gave long moans of satisfaction as she came, sliding her wet pussy over Lysa's mouth until her cunt was satisfied and the throbs of orgasm broke and subsided. Murmuring softly, Joanie stood over Lysa and let her wet tongue over work over her still-throbbing pussy.
"Now," Joanie said, "you can finish licking me clean. Then we'll have you over the bar."
CHAPTER FOUR
"Oh, no, please, no!" Lysa sobbed. Her face was smeared all over with cum and Joanie's pussy juices, and her tears rolled through it all and added to the mess. "Please let me go, please!"
With a brutal heave, Brad pulled the rope through the pulley and Lysa was back up, hanging by her arms, her legs still spread and lashed to the ring bolts.
"Now," Joanie said, parading around the helpless girl, "which of these wonderful men would you want to beg to take those jeans of yours off?"
She came around to face Lysa, and Lysa couldn't help noticing that she had clipped the bottom of her teddy back together again. It kept the lines of her wonderful slim figure perfectly outlined and somehow added to Joanie's menace.
Lysa moaned. They were all there, standing or sitting around, watching her terrible degradation. All the men's cocks had just shot cum, but they were all hard once more as the men took in the beautiful, helpless young blonde, her arms straining on the ropes.
"No," Lysa whispered. "No, not that, please!"
"Which one, little girl?" Joanie asked softly. She took a cane and slid it very gently over Lysa's nipples, drawing the thin wooden rod across and back until Lysa was crying in terrible anticipation.
"No, don't make me do that, please!" Lysa gasped.
The cane swung up and lashed into her nipples, driving her tits up and then down on her chest.
"Aaaaaaagggghhhhh!" Lysa shrieked, heaving, her whole body twitching with plain.
"Which one?" Joanie asked softly.
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Lysa moaned.
Suddenly Joanie swung around behind Lysa. Lysa screamed and tried to turn her head to see what she was doing, but the pain erupted from the tops of her thighs as Joanie whipped her with short, hard strokes. so
"Aaaaghhhhh! Oh, shit, stop!" Lysa yelled.
"Which one?" Joanie asked.
She kept the beating up, swinging the cane into the top of one of Lysa's milky thighs and then the other, just below the bottom of her jeans. Soon the red glow reached halfway down Lysa's thighs.
"Aaaggghhhh! Don't, don't do it, stop!" Lysa shrieked. Her legs trembled as she desperately tried to escape the agony of the cane.
"Which one, you stupid little whore?" Joanie asked, and the cane lashed into Lysa with renewed fury.
"Any of them, any of them!" Lysa screamed as the pain broke her will to resist.
"Make up your mind, slut," Joanie snarled, lashing Lysa harder. "Fuck, we give you a choice, and you can't make it."
"Johnnie, Johnnie, Johnnie!" Lysa screamed. "Let him do it."
Lysa hung there sobbing as Randy came forward with a great grin and undid her ankles. With a moan, almost of relief, Lysa managed to take most of her weight on her feet. But the relief was short-lived. There, smiling nastily, was Johnnie, his hands running over her flat stomach.
"Shall I get rid of the rest of this top, my dear? he asked smoothly. "It's only getting in the way."
His hands snaked up to her tits and caressed them as Lysa gasped and sobbed. She knew what would happen if she refused.
"Yes," she muttered.
"Yes what, my dear?" Johnnie asked as his fingers tightened menacingly over her nipples.
"Aaaaaahhh! Yes, take my top off!" Lysa screamed.
"Please," added Johnnie, and his fingers tightened even more.
"Please, please take my top off!" begged Lysa, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"That's better. You must ask me each time," said Johnnie. "I'd hate to do anything you didn't want, my dear."
His hands went to the tattered remains of her tank top and tore it off each shoulder with contemptuous ease. He tossed the torn material on the floor and slid his hands back down Lysa's body, following the luscious curves of her waist and then sliding in until he held the top button of her cut-off jeans.
"Shall I undo this?"
"Oh yes, yes, please!" Lysa sobbed, her face going red with shame.
"That's a good little girl," said Johnnie, and the button popped open. His fingers took the top of the zipper. "What about this?"
"Oh please, unzip it, please."
Slowly, Johnnie slid the zipper down until it reached the bottom. The jeans were now open enough to show the top of Lysa's tight black panties. She looked down and sobbed with more shame.
With great care, Johnnie slid his hands inside the top of the jeans and worked them around Lysa's waist until they were down over her ass. "Well?"
"Pull them off, please," Lysa sobbed.
"Now that's a good little girl," Johnnie whispered as he worked the tight jeans over Lysa's swelling ass and then slid them, inch by humiliating inch, down her wonderful legs.
"Not bad, not bad," Johnnie said as he slid the pants to Lysa's ankles and Lysa stepped out of them without having to be told.
"Yeahhhh," Randy said, "that's a real fuck-whore, all right."
Lysa certainly presented a wonderful picture for them all, hanging there with nothing on but her tiny, semi-transparent panties. The blonde curls of her pussy could be clearly seen, and she sobbed with bitter shame.
"Open your legs, my dear," Johnnie said softly.
Terrified of more pain, Lysa did as she was told. Gently Johnnie ran his fingers over the tight stretch of her panties, running around from her ass to the curve of her pussy. There his fingers lingered, playing with the girl's clit, rubbing it back and forth until Lysa wept with more shame.
"Oh, yeahhhh," Johnnie said. "That's real nice."
"Come on," said Brad. "She has to get what Elizabeth got."
"Oh, no!" Lysa shrieked. "I did what you said, no, not that! No!"
The ropes were taken down and Lysa fell to the floor where she crouched, trying to slide away from the hands that grabbed her. Randy and Brad picked her up effortlessly, ignoring her screams and protests. She was taken to the apparatus and forced, face down, over it until her waist was held tightly against the padded bar.
"Oh, God, no!" Lysa screamed as they took her ankles and lashed them again, forcing her legs wide open. "Stop it, stop!"
But Brad forced his hand into her back and she fell forward, only the bar holding her up as her face bounced close to the carpet. Lysa sobbed as Anne took her wrists and pulled her arms out until they were stretched painfully and all her weight was on the bar. Anne quickly bound her wrists to two more ring bolts. Staring between her legs, Lysa could see the bindings on her widely spread ankles.
Brad took a ratchet on the side of the apparatus and cranked it, forcing the bar up, into Lysa's waist until she was moaning with the extra pressure on her body.
They left her there and admired the sight of the utterly helpless girl.
"Let me go, please," Lysa sobbed. "If you have any pity, let me go."
"Pity?" asked Joanie, sliding the thin cane across Lysa's stretched ass cheeks. "Sorry, bitch, wrong place for that."
With her jeans gone, there were only her panties between the cane and her ass flesh-and Lysa knew they would be no protection at all.
"And now, bitch," Randy said with an enormous shit-eating grin on his face, "you get to give me a blow-job."
Lysa saw his big thick cock, bouncing from his loins as he slid to the floor and worked his way under her face. He held her hair and pulled her face up until her neck strained and she stared into his mocking eyes. Below her mouth, his stiff fucker bobbed less than two inches away. Lysa could smell the horrible odor of a man. It was sickening. She gagged and wished she were dead.
"I'm gonna let you suck me when I'm real sure you can't live without it," Randy said. "So beg me real good, cunt."
"Oh please!" Lysa sobbed.
Between her painfully pulled legs, she saw Brad push Elizabeth down, over the side of the sofa until he could get up behind his daughter. He yanked the panties down her legs and threw them aside. Then he pushed her legs apart and fucked his cock into her young cunt.
Elizabeth gasped as his prick filled her pussy. Her hips thrust back and she supported herself on her elbows, burying her face in the pillows. She moaned softly as her father fucked her with long slow cock-strokes and watched the drama unfolding on the bar.
"So," Joanie said, "you were found watching a porno movie this morning."
"I didn't want to," Lysa said, thinking it was her last chance to avoid the agony of a beating. "I thought I had to. I hate them. I didn't want to, honest."
"What?" asked Joanie, and the cane stroked across Lysa's ass cheeks. "You don't like them?"
"No, no, honestly," Lysa said frantically, "I hate them."
She looked up between her legs again and saw that Johnnie stood behind his wife, his hands slowly running over her tits as she stroked the cane across Lysa's ass.
"That's even worse," said Joanie, sounding shocked. "We shall have to teach you to like porno movies. I mean, all our men loved to be sucked off while they watch them, so you have to love them, too. Understand?"
Lysa sobbed as she realized how she was being deceived again and again.
"I said, understand?" snapped Joanie, and the cane whistled through the air and cut into Lysa's ass.
"Aaaaaaaggghhh!" Lysa screamed, her body bucking on the bar in the incredible agony. "Yes, yes, I understand! Honest, I understand!"
She tried to nod her head, but Randy had a tight grip in her hair and she couldn't move. She saw Johnnie slide the teddy off Joanie's tits and caress them as she raised the cane and lined it up again on her ass. She hated Joanie with a passion-hated her wonderful legs, her sum waist, smooth skin and thrusting, small, pert tits. She stared at the cane as it went up and then beat down, slashing another red line into her ass cheeks.
Lysa screamed as her ass exploded with endless agony. Dimly, she saw Johnnie sliding his cock up and down the crack of Joanie's ass while his hands slid over her tits. The agony erupted again, and Lysa was screaming and crying with the terrible pain and humiliation.
"Here you do exactly as you're told," Joanie said as the cane rose and fell, lashing deep crimson lines into Lysa's ass cheeks. "Whatever we choose to do to you, you say, yes, yes please. Got that?"
The pain burst all over Lysa's body as the cane slashed across her ass, up and down the stretched curves of flesh, never hitting exactly the same place twice.
"Aaaaaagghhhh!" Lysa screamed.
Her mouth bobbed close to Randy's cock. The tip of the swollen cockhead touched her lips and she almost fainted. The cane fell across her ass flesh with long hard strokes, adding thin red stripes at each terrible lashing. Her ass erupted endlessly with a deep searing agony. She screamed and moaned as her pulsing body shook.
"Ready to suck my cock?" hissed Randy. He was getting impatient. His stiff prick stuck out and seemed to swell with each stroke of the whip. "Come on, bitch. It doesn't stop until I come and you lick it all up. So, suck it, you stuck up little cunt." He gripped her blonde hair, but didn't force Lysa down to his rampant prick. He just held her mouth inches from his swollen, purplish cockhead and grinned at her. "Beg me, cunt."
Lysa shrieked. Behind her, Johnnie had undone Joanie's teddy again and was sliding his cock deeper into the crack of her ass with each stroke she gave. As she whipped Lysa, Joanie moaned and her mouth worked slowly as she ran her tongue over her lips and worked her tight ass against her husband's cock. His hands caressed her tits, almost holding her up as she lashed the helpless girl on the bar.
Lysa's body erupted with agony as the cane slowly worked its way up and down her ass, each stroke jerking her into the bar, making the metal parts rattle. She couldn't take anymore, but how could she suck such a disgusting thing as a man's cock? He pissed out of that tiny slit, and this time all that cum would pour out and into her mouth. She couldn't do it. She just couldn't!
"Ohhh, help!" Lysa screamed. "Help!"
She looked to Elizabeth, but her face was buried in the sofa cushions as her father rammed her hips with each deep fucking he gave her. At the other end of the sofa, propped up on the pillows, Anne leaned back, running the head of a massive vibrator into her pussy as she watched Lysa get whipped. With each stroke of the cane, Anne rammed the vibrator in, then eased it out, gasping and groaning with lust until Joanie's arm lashed down again and Anne could fuck herself deeply with the rubber cock. There was no help anywhere for Lysa.
"Suck it, suck it!" Randy demanded.
He was getting desperate, but he still wouldn't force her. His grip on her hair tightened even more, but Lysa hardly felt that pain at all. All she knew was the endless, searing, biting agony surging out of her ass.
The cane bit another vicious line of pain into her flesh and she almost passed out. She stared at the cock.
"Lick it, you fuckin' whore!" Randy demanded.
Lysa flicked out her tongue and licked the tip of the swollen cock. It wasn't so bad. The cock was hard and warm and the flesh jumped as she touched it.
"Now put your mouth over it!" snarled Randy, his cock leaping in anticipation.
After the first lick, it was an easy path down for Lysa. With a moan of dreadful surrender, she sank her lips over the massive cockhead and let Randy slip it up into her mouth and fuck it as he wanted.
"Lick it, suck it, bitch!" Randy roared, ramming Lysa's mouth deeper onto his cock.
Lysa's scream was lost in the thick flesh of Randy's fucker as it rammed to the back of her throat and threatened to gag her. With long yells of lust, Randy fucked his stiff cockmeat up and down in Lysa's mouth, ramming farther and farther back with each stroke until Lysa was having a terrible time keeping herself from vomiting.
Her sight was almost blocked by the cock she was sucking, but she could still partly see the people who were enjoying her torture.
Johnnie was now fucking his cock right into Joanie's ass. With every beat of the cane, she thrust herself back on his cock and groaned with pleasure as it filled her tight little shitter. Her long legs were spread, bouncing slightly in the spiked heels. Johnnie held his wife and let her ram his cock in and out as she wanted. His hands caressed her tits, rolling the tall blonde's nipples in time to the whipping she was giving.
On the sofa, Elizabeth was groaning and struggling. "Oh, Daddy," she moaned, "I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!"
Her ass jerked back at him as his cock fucked in and out of her pussy. Brad grunted and fucked at her harder and harder.
"You're in for it if you don't bring me off, too!" he snarled.
"Ohhhh, come, please, Daddy-come up cunt, please!" Elizabeth begged as the first shakings of orgasm consumed her. She shrieked with lust, fucking her cunt over the rock-hard surface of Brad's cock faster and harder until her hips blurred and her head flew back as her pussy spasmed and sucked at the fucker deep in her body. "Ohhhh, come, Daddy-come, please, come!"
But Brad held her where she was and let her fuck herself out. His grin got wider as he forced his daughter deeper into the humiliation of trying to make him shoot.
On the other end of the sofa, Anne rammed the vibrator right into her cunt and held it there as she watched her daughter's rape and Lysa's helpless cock-sucking. Her fingers rolled over her cunt as the climaxes broke over her body and exploded in long hard bursts of satisfaction. She grinned at her husband.
"Hold off," she said. "I wanna go a long way tonight."
"Don't worry, honey," Brad grunted. "I'll fuck this little whore out and hold it all in. I'm having that cunt on the bar next."
Elizabeth moaned as she realized her father wasn't going to shoot in her pussy. She did the best she could, sobbing and gasping as she fucked him as hard as she could, but finally she fell, exhausted, across the sofa and wept as he slipped his rock-hard prick out of her pussy. He walked over and leaned down to her.
"I'll get you later, cunt," he promised.
Elizabeth sobbed and buried her face in the sofa.
Horrible things were happening to Lysa. The cane lashed her ass, on and on, but the pain was changing. A strange, deep longing spread with it, something Lysa didn't understand. The pain in her ass mingled with the longing until the longing began to take over. Her body started to pulse to the beat of the cane, her ass lunging up to take it without her being really aware of it. Tears rolled down her face and into Randy's cock hair as she swallowed his massive prick.
The cock rammed into the entrance to her throat, but she wasn't gagging any longer. In fact, her throat opened to take it, and her head lunged down to get more.
"Fuuuck!" Randy yelled. "She's swallowing my fuckin' cock! Look at her, just fuckin' look at her!"
It was true. Lysa's head lunged down until her lips closed around the base of the cock. Her throat spasmed, sucking at the massive cockmeat as her ass thrust upward and her screams of pain changed to deep, demanding screams of lust.
The sight of the young girl climaxing on the bar sent Joanie's orgasm exploding through her. Yelling and moaning with lust, she whipped Lysa's ass faster and faster until the girl was leaping and screaming on the bar, her arms and legs stretched as tight as they would go.
"Jesus!" Johnnie yelled. "Take it up the ass, baby, take it up the ass!"
He leaned back as his cock erupted cum deep in Joanie's hot little shitter. The two of them heaved as Joanie's tight asshole spasmed on his prick. Joanie lashed Lysa's ass with each string of cum Johnnie a shot. He hung onto her as the hot jism poured out of his cock and coated the thrashing walls of her ass guts. Cum soon rolled down the backs of Joanie's thighs as she flung the last strokes of the whip into Lysa's ass flesh.
Randy was coming again.
"Fuuuck!" he yelled. "Oh, whip the shit outa her-go on, Joanie, I'm gonna shoot!" He rammed his cock even harder in and his hips beat a tattoo on the carpet as he fucked Lysa's mouth. Hot fuck-juice poured out of his piss slit and into Lysa's mouth. "Ohhh, fuck! What a come!"
For Lysa, the whole world was exploding. The thick creamy cum poured into her mouth and deep into her throat as she swallowed and felt gobs of it running over her tongue. Her ass thrust for the cane, harder and harder. Cum filled her cheeks and squeezed out of her lips, and she found to her horror that she was salivating for it, rolling his cum around her mouth to make sure she tasted every little bit before she swallowed. Screaming incoherent demands around the youth's cockmeat, she sucked him until Randy gave a last roar and fell back on the carpet, his cock dribbling the last of his jism.
As he did that, the final peak of Lysa's eruption broke. Her ass collapsed across the bar and she lay there, moaning as a deep, horrible satisfaction spread all over her.
Joanie lay back on her husband's stiff cock as it let out the last of his cum.
'Tuck, honey," she whispered. "That was somethin' else."
Brad came up to Lysa where she lay across the bar. She was becoming dimly aware that her arms and legs ached as much as her ass, which still boiled with the pain of the whipping.
"Well, cunt," said Brad, his cock still partially hard and throbbing slightly from the fucking he had given Elizabeth, "so you came, huh? We'll have to find out what else makes you come, won't we?"
CHAPTER FIVE
"Now, cunt," Brad breathed as he leaned slowly against Lysa, pressing her into the bar, "I'm gonna fuck you. Won't that be nice?"
"Eeeeekkk!" Lysa cried as his weight came onto her whipped ass. The pulped flesh burned and sent shock waves of pain up into her body.
"Oh, it hurts?" Brad murmured sarcastically. "You gotta learn to do what we say, cunt. That way it won't hurt as much." He ran his hands over Lysa's beaten ass cheeks and she squirmed and moaned.
"That bother you? Well, don't worry. Soon you'll have my great big cock right up you, then you'll feel better."
His big hands continued running over Lysa's ass, sliding into the hem of her panties, which had been torn in several places by the force of the cane. She lowered her head and shuddered as Brad gripped the edges of her panties and slowly pulled them out. She strained against the bonds that held her, but they were as tight as ever. Her legs shook as her panties stretched to the breaking point.
"Shall I rip these off you?" Brad asked with a chuckle.
"Oh yes, yes, please!" Lysa gasped.
She tensed as Brad took his time, playing with her as he pulled on the tiny panties, stretching them until the already torn material began to tear more.
"Oh, I'm making such a mess of your panties," Brad said. "You sure you don't mind?"
Lysa sobbed, and her body ached all over. Bent double, her ass in the air, the bar hard up against her pussy, she was so helpless and vulnerable.
"Oh, no, that's all right," she said. "You can pull them off. Please, rip them off!"
"Oh, good," Brad said sarcastically and gave a final heave, scattering the remains of the panties onto the carpet. "Now for your cunt."
That caused Lysa even more shame. She shuddered and wished she could crawl away and die.
"Well, lookie here-what an ass," Brad said with great appreciation. "Fuck, if she don't look better all the time."
He stood back and the rest of the tormentors in the room gathered around to look at Lysa's whipped and beaten ass flesh. Despite it all, Lysa's ass looked wonderful, beet red, but as shapely as ever, the muscles pulled tight and swelling in wonderful curves. The blonde hair of her pussy mound peeped out of the crack between her ass cheeks, and Brad couldn't stand it any longer.
"Okay," he said, "I gotta fuck this whore."
Lysa gasped and braced herself, waiting for the deepest humiliation of all. She felt Brad's hard cockhead running up and down her pussy slit, and she burst into tears. He was going to take what all the boys had wanted for so long.
"Sheeit!" Brad said mockingly. "The bitch screams and protests, and she's wetter'n' hell. Feel that."
Lysa didn't know who the fingers belonged to that probed her pussy, nor who the second or third set were, but everybody said the same thing. She was wet. They were all laughing as Brad slid his cock oack to her pussy entrance and got ready to fuck her virgin cunt.
"Okay," Brad said softly. "Let's go."
Slowly, he pushed his massive, rampant cock into Lysa's soft pussy. As the bulbous cockhead forced her cuntal lips open, Lysa gave a low scream. Fucking was more painful than she'd thought it would be.
Brad grunted softly as he forced his prick in. Then he stopped and gave a yell of surprise.
"Fuck!" he roared. "The cunt's got a cherry. She's a fuckin' virgin!"
"No!" Randy laughed as he leaned in and leered at Lysa. He picked her head up by the hair and laughed at her. "No wonder she didn't want to give me a blow-job," he laughed. "She ain't even been fucked!"
"I don't believe it!" Johnnie said. "She can't be, not looking and dressing like that!"
"Feel for yourself," Brad said, and his cock pulled out of Lysa's cunt.
Lysa hung there on the bar, feeling like a cow being examined for sale. She was so humiliated she didn't know how she could ever face anybody ever again. She closed her eyes as she felt Johnnie's fingers sliding into her pussy.
"Jesus H. Christ! You weren't kidding!" His fingers probed Lysa's cherry, sending her moaning and heaving slightly against the ropes. "Well, this is an auspicious occasion. We'll have to draw lots for who gets rid of that."
"What you fuckin' talking about?" snarled Brad. "I'm gonna take it!"
"Now, come on, Brad," said Johnnie. "This is too important to just throw away. Be fair-there's three of us."
Brad chuckled nastily. "If I don't win, she's gonna be sorry."
Johnnie laughed too. "If I don't win, she will be, too."
Anne came around and sat on the floor, inches from Lysa's terrified face. She spread her legs around Lysa's head and waited while Randy hauled the bound girl's head up again. Lysa sobbed as she faced the dark mass of Anne's pussy hair and the circle of grinning faces above her.
"Whichever one wins, you're going to suck me off when it's gone," said Anne, "so you know you'll have something to do."
They all laughed cruelly, and Lysa cringed back against the bar, straining her arms, but the ropes just dug into her wrists.
In her hand, Anne had three straws, one of them short. She held them and blocked the view from the men with her other hand, but Lysa could see which the short one was. Anne grinned at her.
"Who's first?" she chuckled.
Lysa stared at the straws, petrified. She watched Randy lean in and run his finger over the three straws that looked of equal length to him. Suddenly he pulled one out.
"Ohhhh, sorry," Anne said mockingly. "Anyway, you've had enough from her already tonight. Next."
Johnnie leaned in. He, too, shifted from one straw to the other, waiting for some reaction from Lysa, but all she did was stare.
Johnnie pulled a straw out.
"Bingo!" screamed Anne. "You get to take her cherry!"
Lysa shuddered and burst into more sobs.
Brad leaned down and grabbed her hair.
"Bitch!" he snarled. "I'm gonna fuck myself out while he does you over. Then I'm gonna look after you properly-see if I don't."
Lysa almost pleaded with him, but he was gone, and Joanie took her hair and pulled her up close.
"Fucking my husband, are you?" she sneered. "You'll pay for that. You'll be so sore you won't wanna get out of bed tomorrow."
She dropped Lysa's head and the poor bound girl hung on the bar, sobbing her heart out.
Lysa moaned even harder as she felt the first touch of Johnnie's long hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly, he forced his prick an inch inside her cunt and then worked it up until the hard head of his fucker just touched the drum of her cherry. Then he slid his cock back and kept his cockhead rubbing at the entrance to her fuck-hole.
"Beg me to take your cherry," he said.
Lysa was too tense, and she couldn't speak. She burst into more tears. Suddenly the agony burst out of her ass. It had been whipped with great precision, missing Johnnie's cock by inches.
Lysa's scream echoed off the walls as she bucked on the bar, her body taut with agony, straining against the bonds.
"Oh, yes, take my ch-ch-cherry!" she sobbed.
"Please, fuck me, fuck me!"
Her body shuddered with the pain as she waited for another beat of that terrible cane.
"Boy," said Joanie, "she still takes time to learn." She ran the cane across Lysa's ass cheeks again, slowly easing it back and forth, the polished wood sliding easily on the sweat on Lysa's skin. "Beg my husband again. I wanna hear what a little cunt you are."
With the terrible threat of the cane slowly caressing her ass cheeks, Lysa didn't hesitate. "Oh, yes!" she shrieked. "Fuck me, please, take my ch-cherry, please!"
"Bitch," Joanie said softly, still running the cane back and forth. "I punish bitches who fuck my husband, don't forget that. Now, are you sure you want him to fuck you?"
Lysa sobbed helplessly, caught in a dilemma that would get her punished, whatever she did.
"Yes," she wept. "If I don't say it, you'll whip me, please, please!"
"Please what?" asked Joanie, her voice heavy with menace.
"Please fuck me, please!"
"You whore!" Joanie screamed, and the cane lashed down across Lysa's ass and Johnnie rammed his cock right up her pussy.
"Aaaaggghhhh! Ohhh, shit!" Lysa shrieked, her body heaving on the bar.
The pain of the cane burned her ass as she felt
W her cherry stretch for a second and then burst as Johnnie's hard cock fucked into her, ramming in to the hilt. The sharp pain from that was nothing compared to the cane, but it was enough. Lysa hung on the bar, weeping.
Johnnie slowly drew his cock out and then slammed it back into her cunt, working it in and out for a long slow fuck.
Lysa felt her virgin blood running over her thighs and was doubly ashamed. Her cherry was gone for good.
Anne grabbed her hair and forced Lysa's mouth back down to her wide-open pussylips. "Suck me," she said.
Closing her eyes, Lysa tried to do as she was told. She felt the touch of Anne's dark curly pussy hair, the wet spread cuntlips and the hard bud of Anne's clit. She flicked her tongue out and licked at the bud, feeling Anne strain upward and moan as she did.
"Oh, yeahhh, that's nice," murmured Anne. "Now do it again, more, come on!"
Lysa's head spun as she sucked Anne's pussylips into her mouth and licked her clit, hearing her aunt gasp and moan with pleasure.
"Ooooohhhhh, you might even make a good little slave yet, like Elizabeth."
Lysa gave a moan as Anne pulled her head back up. Johnnie fucked his cock in and out of her pussy, rasping his hard cockmeat over her tight cuntal walls. Her fuck-channel contracted and suddenly spasms of awful pleasure burst over Lysa, and even the horrible scene on the sofa only added to those desperate pants of lust.
Randy was lying on his back on the sofa, his hard cock stuck up into the air. Brad had Elizabeth in his grasp.
"Now, get on," he said.
Elizabeth climbed up onto her brother's legs and fitted his cock into her hot little pussy. She gave a moan of lust as she slid forward, working his cock right up her tight little fuck-hole until she could ram her ass up in the air. She knew what to expect.
Brad turned and looked at Lysa. "I'm gonna shoot up her ass," he snarled, working cream over his stiff cock-rod, "and then you get it."
He climbed up on the sofa and worked his cock at the entrance to his daughter's tight little shitter.
Elizabeth moaned and sobbed as the two cocks fucked inside her. Brad gave a grunt of lust and rammed his cock deep into Elizabeth's ass, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.
"Hey," he called, "how you like this, Randy?"
"You bet, Dad," said Randy. "My cock's gonna shoot any minute!"
"Fuckin' young studs," Brad grunted as the two of them fucked their cocks in and out of Elizabeth's body. "Comin' all the time. Good that you get it up again so fuckin' fast."
"Ooohhhhh, fuck, you're busting me open!" Elizabeth moaned. "Ohhhh, I can't take it, I can't!"
Her body tossed in frantic pain.
"Shut up, bitch," Brad snarled, "or you'll be up on the ropes!"
Elizabeth gave a deep sob of agony and let them go on fucking her.
Anne dropped Lysa's head and forced her mouth back onto her cunt.
"Get on with it," Anne said.
Lysa sank into the nightmare. Johnnie slowly fucked her cunt, his long cock sliding in and out. His pace was slowly speeding up, and Lysa could feel his tension as his excitement grow. Joanie wasn't making it any easier for him. Her fingers moved over his slimy cock as it fucked in and out of Lysa's cunt.
"You bitch," he grinned at his wife. "You just want me to come so you can get at this whore, don't you?"
"How did you guess, darling?" Joanie crooned. "Now come on, be a good boy and shoot. "I've got things to do to bitches who fuck my man."
Lysa groaned at the thought of what this would mean, but then something even worse happened.
Lubricating her finger on Johnnie's cock, Joanie then slid it up, into the crack of Lysa's ass. Slowly, she worked it into the puckered entrance of Lysa's shit hole.
"Aaaghhh, no!" Lysa screamed as her body heaved on the bar.
Joanie was finger-fucking her ass. She struggled against Anne's grip as her aunt tried to force her ft back to suck her cunt.
"Whip the cunt!" Anne snapped. "She's still too stupid for fuckin' words.! "
"No, please, I'll be . . . aaaghhhhh!" Lysa screamed and heaved on the bar as the thin cane lashed her ass cheeks again. "I'll be good!"
She wept and jumped, desperately trying to get her mouth to work on Anne's spasming cunt as her aunt held her tightly and thrust her pussy hard against her mouth.
"What do you want, darling?" asked Joanie, sliding the horrible cane across Lysa's ass again. "Is it better when I whip her or finger-fuck her ass?"
"Dunno," said Johnnie, his cock speeding up in Lysa's cunt. "Whip her again and then finger-fuck her. I'll let you know."
Lysa gurgled and heaved, sobbing, as Anne forced her to suck her hot cunt. She heard the whip swish, felt the agony in her tight ass. Her muffled scream burst around Anne's cunt as her whole body heaved and her cunt spasmed around the long stiff shaft of Johnnie's cock. The whip lashed her again, and Lysa's blonde hair tossed in the desperate heat of the pain that erupted.
"Again," said Johnnie.
Joanie lashed the bound girl until the cane blurred, and Lysa struggled on the bar, her ass a crimson mass of pain as she screamed and sucked at Anne's cunt.
"Ohhhhh, yeahhh, don't stop!" Anne said.
"She's going crazy!"
She grabbed Lysa's hair tighter and forced her cunt into the young girl's face until Lysa was frantically licking at it.
"Ohhh, I don't know," Joanie said. "Try this."
Her finger fucked into Lysa's ass and the bound girl leaped again as the pain burst out. She couldn't decide which was worse, the whip or this. Joanie's finger slid up her asshole, working over the thin membrane that separated it from Johnnie's hard throbbing cock. Sudden surges of lust broke out in Lysa's cunt. Lysa found herself sucking harder at Anne's pussy, taking it all, sliding her teeth over the hot cunt flesh, working Anne's clit against the sharp edges of her front teeth until Anne lunged and thrust her ass up off the carpet.
"Jesus," Anne moaned, "she's getting good, keep it up!"
She stretched up and her pussy spasmed with the first explosions of her come.
"Oh, fuck, yeahhh!" Johnnie gasped. "That's it baby . . . bringing me off too . . . just like that, just like that!"
"But I can't whip her if I've got my finger up her ass," Joanie protested as she finger-fucked Lysa's shitter to the pulse of her husband's increasingly frantic fucking.
"Well, fuckin' whip her later!" he yelled. "Just keep it up now, you bitch! I'm coming!"
His cock swelled and his hips beat frantically against Lysa's ass as his cum boiled out of his balls and surged down the length of his cock shaft.
To her utter shame, Lysa found that the same feelings she had suffered before were happening again. She was coming. The deep hard thrusts of Johnnie's cock in her cunt and the stroking of Joanie's skillful finger in her ass were setting off explosions of lust all over her, while the stinging pain in her ass only made them deeper and more profound. Her body heaved and pulled at the bonds as the surges of climax broke over her. She sucked harder at Anne's pussy, and her aunt screamed with delight, her pussy spasming with endless lust.
On the sofa, Elizabeth was coming, too. She howled as her brother and father fucked her pussy and ass. She arched upward, her twin fuck-holes spasming around their cocks.
"Oh, fuck!" she screamed. "I'm coming, Daddy, I'm coming!"
She went into frantic heaves as Randy grabbed her tits and squeezed them, while his own jism spurted out of his cock and into his sister's cunt.
"Yeaahhhhhhh!" he yelled. "Ohhhh, yeahhhhh, that's good! Ohhh, take it, whore, take it, take my cum!" His hips beat upward as he poured out his jism.
"More!" Brad roared as he slammed his cock into Elizabeth's ass. He leaned back, and his hands flashed out, slapping Elizabeth's already sore ass cheeks as he started to shoot. "Oh, shit! She's got the tightest little ass! Ohhh, sheeeeeeeittt!"
The three of them heaved and tossed while cum ran out of Elizabeth's two fuck-holes and over her thighs. Screaming and heaving, she thrust herself back at them until the last drops of their cum were in her pussy and ass.
"Ooooooohhhh, you shits!" she moaned. "You shits, you always make me come!"
With a long moan, she sank down across Randy's chest and lay there, purring with satisfaction.
Lysa's head was spinning as she sucked Anne's pussy, feeling the spasms of her aunt's come climbing to the peak and then shattering as she moaned and came down, still holding Lysa by her long, blonde hair. At the same time, Lysa felt the first jet of hot cum gush out of Johnnie's cock, while Joanie still fucked her finger in her tight ass.
"Youuuuuu got it!" Johnnie roared in triumph. "Ohhhhh, fuck me, fuck me, take it whore, take it!"
He fucked his cock deep into her cunt until Lysa thought her climax would never end. The feel of that hard, cum-spurting cock was driving her higher and higher as Johnnie roared and came, his cum dripping out of her pussy and over her thighs. With her guttural moans of lust, and the mounting pressure of her orgasm, Lysa didn't even feel Joanie slide her finger out of her shitter.
The cane lashed across her ass, and Lysa's climax peaked. She sucked Anne's clit between her teeth and clamped down on it, biting until Anne jerked upward, one last time, and fell back, moaning with satisfaction.
CHAPTER SIX
Lysa felt them untying her wrist and ankle straps. She moaned and fell off the bar and onto the floor. She groaned as her sore ass hit the rug. She rolled onto her stomach and rubbed the beaten flesh, ignoring the ache that spread all over her body from the endless time she had been bent double over the terrible bar. As the circulation returned to her hands and feet, the pain got worse, and she moaned as she rubbed her body, trying to soothe her beaten flesh.
The men were all fucked out, their cocks limp, but Lysa was sure that wouldn't last long. She stared with hatred at them as they leaned back on the sofa, drinking the beers Elizabeth brought for them.
Anne sprawled on a chair, lazily smoking a cigarette. Joanie lay on the carpet with her head on a pillow and a smile on her face, while Elizabeth, still occasionally rubbing her own ass, went in and out of the kitchen, getting them anything they wanted. She still had her slip on, torn and stained with cum, but it covered her pussy and swung suggestively whenever she walked.
Slowly, Lysa began to feel better, apart from the lingering pain of the whip. She caressed her whipped ass and tits, gently squeezing her flesh as she rubbed. Bits of drying cum rolled in her fingers, but she ignored it. The caressing made her feel sleepy and sensual until, to her amazement and horror, she found herself getting turned on.
Carefully watching the others to make sure they weren't noticing her, she rolled her nipples and rubbed her ass cheeks until she was moaning in passion and giving herself away.
"Hell, look," Brad said suddenly. "The little cunt's getting hot again. Take her and get her washed, girls, will ya? Cum all over her."
Guiltily, Lysa stopped, but they all chuckled as they looked at the young blonde lying naked against the wall.
"So you want me to get her ready for you to fuck her?" Anne said nastily.
"You got it," Brad said. "And turn on those movies while you're at it. I ain't seen 'em yet."
"Anything else, shit-face?" Anne asked as she got up and went over to Lysa.
"I'll let you know," growled Brad. "Any more of that and you'll be over the fuckin' bar."
"You ain't got the strength left, fucker," Anne said as she leaned down and grabbed Lysa by the hair. "You been so fuckin' horny to get this bitch, you ain't got nothin' left."
"Try me, whore!" roared Brad.
"Get up," Anne said, hauling Lysa up by a handful of hair. "Hey, gimme a hand, Joanie, will
Joanie grinned sleepily. "Sure, she's got a lot of work to do yet." With lazy grace, she got to her feet and came over to the two of them. "Come here, bitch."
"Oh please, don't hurt me!" wailed Lysa. "I'll do as you say!"
"I fuckin' well hope so," Joanie said smoothly. She picked up the thin cane. "I hope so."
Lysa cringed.
Anne switched the television on.
"There, fuck-face," she said to Brad. "Get your cock hard on this one."
As the two women dragged Lysa out of the room, she saw that the movie was the schoolgirl one she had seen that afternoon.
"Take a shower," said Joanie.
She let go of Lysa and the girl stumbled into the stall. Joanie and Anne lounged around, both smoking cigarettes as they waited.
The hot water was wonderful against Lysa's whipped skin. She stood there, letting it run down her body, washing off the scum and blood that signaled the end of her virginity.
"Hurry up, cunt!" Anne yelled.
Lysa hurriedly washed herself and came out, standing there wet and rapidly getting cold.
"Dry yourself," Anne said.
And Lysa hurried over, taking a towel and wrapping it around her shaking body.
"Fuck," said Joanie, coming forward and surveying Lysa. "She looks like shit-look at her hair."
"So fuckin' what?" said Anne. "Brad can put up with it." She tossed her cigarette into the wash basin. "He's been going on about her for days." She came up to Lysa and the whipped girl shrank back. "Come on, you got a date with some more cocks."
She took Lysa's arm and pulled her out of the bathroom. Lysa looked back and saw Joanie shrug as she turned to the mirror and examined herself, making sure that her teddy still fit right.
"Welllll," Brad said as Lysa was pushed back in, "now for some fun."
The three men were sitting on the sofa, watching the movie. The schoolgirl was bent over the desk, getting her ass whipped while another schoolgirl sucked the master's long cock.
Lysa found her breathing was difficult as she watched. The screams and moans were making her feel very strange, and her insides were fluttering. She looked over and suddenly felt some pity for Elizabeth. She was on her knees, sucking her father's thick hard cock while she slowly rubbed the other two cock shafts. Her skillful fingers and mouth had already gotten the three men hard again as they watched the movie.
"Okay, girl," said Brad. "See that vibrator?" He pointed to a nine-inch monster sitting on the coffee table. "Stand there and stick it right up your cunt and strap it in."
Lysa gasped and shuddered.
Her legs trembled as she picked up the vibrator. It was warm and almost soft to her touch, but the shaft was more than hard enough to penetrate her pussy. Obediently, she went where she had been told to go. The groans and screams from the TV were louder now, and that caused her fluttering arousal to get worse. Her hands shook as she slowly put the tip of the vibrator down to her pussylips and hesitated, shaking from head to toe.
The screams from the set doubled, and Lysa glanced down at it. Cum was pouring out of the master's cock and all over the schoolgirl's face while his arm slashed the whip across the other girl's ass with incredible fury.
Lysa felt a surge of lust and shuddered at the disgust that caused in her.
"Turn it on," Brad snapped. "And get it up your cunt."
Lysa tried to turn the vibrator on. She had no idea what to do.
Anne took it from her, sliding the top around so fast Lysa still wasn't sure how to do it. "There!" she said.
Lysa took the pulsing vibrator and put it to the lips of her pussy. The pulsing cockhead sent shivers up her, and she felt her pussy juices running out and into her blonde curly cunt hair. She almost broke into tears.
She tightened her cunt up, trying to stop the surges of passion that erupted with the quivering touch of the vibrator. She pushed, but the cockhead wouldn't go in. She shifted it and tried again, but her pussy was so tight a finger wouldn't have gone up it.
"What's the matter, cunt?" Brad laughed as he lay back, his daughter's skillful tongue working on his cock.
"It won't go up me," Lysa said, tears running down her face.
"Bullshit!" Brad snapped. "Get it up you-or you know what happens!"
Lysa looked at the rest of them. All of them were looking at the video, where a stern mistress was examining the girls in her dormitory. Everything she found wrong resulted in the girl who had done it leaning over her bed, lifting her skirt and getting as many strokes of the whip as the mistress thought she needed. Joanie now sat on Johnnie's lap, his long prick fucking slowly up into her cunt as they watched.
Trembling, Lysa worked the vibrator at her cunt, but it still wouldn't go in.
"Get it up you," Brad said, getting up and advancing on the helpless girl.
Lysa found herself in the strangest state. Her ass tingled as she thought of getting whipped, and her tits ached. She wanted to rub her tits, squeeze them until the pain made her scream.
"Get it up you," said her menacing uncle.
His massive cock stuck out of the bushy hair between his legs, and Lysa got weak at the knees as she looked at it. Her pussy juices flowed. She tightened up to stop them and wept with the terrible conflict.
Brad went to a locked cupboard. He opened it and took out a whip with a long thin tail of plaited leather.
Lysa shook as she saw it, and her cunt tightened against the flow of her juices.
"Spread your legs," her uncle said. He swung the whip lazily around, cracking it behind him, making Lysa almost pass out at the sound. She opened her legs and waited, her hands trembling as much as the vibrator. "Put that thing on the TV."
Her fingers almost lost control as she placed the still-vibrating fuck-rod on the television and turned back to face Brad.
"Now I'm gonna show you how good I am," he said. "Hold your pussylips apart."
Lysa gasped and put her hands down to her cunt. She took her pussylips and spread them, holding the cunt flesh apart for him.
"Wider!"
Lysa moaned and pulled her aching pussy open even wider. She stood by the screen, her legs spread wide, her pussylips pulled back to expose the red button of her clit.
"You let go of your cunt and you'll be over that fuckin' bar again," Brad promised.
He swung the whip, flicking the tip close to her cunt until Lysa was damp with sweat and staring in horror at the thin leather tail as it flicked closer and closer.
The very tip of the whip cracked across her clit. The agony burst out with the force of a bomb, and Lysa shuddered from head to toe as she screamed and somehow held onto her pussylips. She watched him line it up again, the tip swinging in, lashing into her clit, sending the agony surging out until she choked with the effort of staying upright.
"Fuck, I'm good," bragged Brad, but he could prove it.
The whip cracked in again and again, just clip-ng between Lysa's trembling fingers and cutting deep red marks into her clit. Her screams of terror and pain rang out, drowning all the screams of the girls on the TV screen as they were whipped by the tyrannical mistress.
"Ohhhh God," gasped Lysa. "I'm sure I-I can get it up now, Uncle Brad! I'm sure!"
"You could get it up any time you wanted, whore!" he snapped. "So don't come on that crap with me. I'm gonna whip you because I like it, got that? Just because I like it!"
"Aaaagghhhhh! Ohhhh, no!" Lysa screamed as the whip cut deep into the flesh of her clit.
The agony seemed to be doubling each time, and the tiny area of her cunt he was hitting each time made the pain even worse. Her legs trembled so hard she almost lost her balance, yet she managed to keep standing and keep her pussy lips open. She looked at her uncle and saw his stiff cock bouncing at each blow.
"Shit," said Anne, swinging to her feet. "I'll ram it up her. You hit me and you're dead meat, fucker."
Brad grunted. His whole concentration was on Lysa's cunt. His cock heaved and swelled harder and longer with each beat of the leather, and he licked his lips to stop the drool from running down his chin. He looked as if he might shoot just from whipping Lysa.
Lysa shook from head to toe as she screamed. But the searing heat of the whip was also sending her shuddering with awful surges of desire. She couldn't help it. The whip drove her beyond any control.
And then Anne came up behind her.
"Oh, what? What?" Lysa yelled, trying to watch Anne and Brad at the same time.
Anne held straps in her hands and Lysa's terror increased. Anne grinned wickedly as she put one of the straps around Lysa's waist, tightening it until Lysa gasped and caught her breath.
Lysa screamed at the whip and then felt the tip of the vibrator at the entrance of her cunt again. It had straps attached, and they bounced and flicked against her legs. The vibrating shaft of the vibrator rumbled against her fingers as she desperately held her pussylips apart. The whip cracked in and she shrieked with the pain.
"Fuuuuuck," drawled Anne. "She's got a fuckin' river running out her cunt. Talk about a whore. Randy, get your sister's mouth off your cock and come here."
Randy grinned and came over, leaving Elizabeth crouched on the carpet, her fingers running over her own hungry cunt.
"What, Mom?" asked Randy.
"Get the rope."
"Oh no, not that!" Lysa moaned.
She felt Anne slip some straps over her pussylips, timing them with the beat of the whip. As she tightened them, Anne started ramming the vibrator into Lysa's hot spasming pussy, pulling on the straps as the whip snaked in to lash Lysa's throbbing clit.
"Aaaghhhh! Oh, fuck!" Lysa screamed.
Her fingers trembled as her legs shook and the massive vibrator slid harder into her wet fuck-hole.
Anne tightened the straps again, and now the ones between Lysa's legs were tightening against her fingers.
"Put your hands above your head!" snapped Anne.
Lysa hardly heard her. She was shaking with the first shocks of what she knew now was an orgasm. She was going to disgrace herself and come in full sight of her tormentors. She managed to get her hands up. Randy took them, slipped them into the noose of the rope and pulled it up until Lysa hung by her wrists again.
Brad lashed her clit, still popping the tip of the whip between Lysa's pussylips. Anne arranged the straps, sliding them over to each side until she yanked them tighter. Now they pressed each side of Lysa's pussy into her cuntal mound and out, so that her clit was still exposed. Anne grinned at her husband.
"Good enough for you, fucker?" she asked. She heaved on the straps and forced the vibrator right into Lysa's cunt to the hilt.
"Eeerrrrghhhh!" Lysa screamed as the throbbing prick thrust right up her fuck-hole and beat there.
Her legs were pulled wider open. Her clit was exposed by the tight leather bonds, and Brad lashed it with terrible precision. She rolled, hanging by her wrists from the bar, her whole body shaking.
"Ohhh fuck!" Johnnie yelled as he fucked his
SO cock into Joanie's willing little cunt. "She's coming again, the whore, look at her!"
His hips beat up frantically as Joanie gave great heaves of lust and came, running her hand down to her pussy, caressing herself and her husband's cock as it fucked in and out of her.
Lysa screamed as the climaxes broke over her body. Now each beat of the whip sent her screaming, desperate for more. She wanted the whip on her clit. It was what made her come, but she was desperately ashamed.
Her screams became guttural as her body heaved. Her legs spread wider, trembling, while her pussy thrust out for the whip in a display of utterly wanton, shameless lust.
"Oh, shit!" Brad gasped.
His arm flashed with the whip, and he kept Lysa soaring with growing passion for over a minute as her climaxes broke and surged over her.
"Yeahhhh!" Johnnie shouted.
He picked Joanie up on his cock, held her as his embedded cock jerked and spat thick ropes of cum into her pussy. His hands squeezed her tits and she leaned back against him, her own spasms of come fading as Johnnie unloaded another round of hot cum.
"Ooooooo, my poor dear!" Joanie crooned as Johnnie moaned and slipped back onto the sofa. "Did that nasty girl make you come? Ohhhh, what a shame!"
She slipped her pussy off his cock and knelt swiftly at his feet, taking his still-jumping cock in her fingers. Her wicked little tongue flicked over the hard surface, licking up his cum until it was clean. Still, she played with his prick, and Johnnie gave a groan of new arousal even as his cock subsided and went limp.
"No, no, dear," murmured Joanie. "You have to get it up again."
Her mouth closed on his cock and Johnnie lay back, watching the last moments of Lysa's orgasm.
With a final crack, Brad lashed the whip into Lysa, and she leaped on the ropes, her climax finally breaking, exploding in a thousand fragments as she collapsed and fell, hanging by her hands. She hung there, feeling utterly drained, but with the vibrator still churning in her cunt and Brad's cock coming closer. He had whipped her to exhaustion-and now he was going to fuck her. Lysa shuddered.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"And now, little girl," Brad said with great menace, "I'm gonna get to fuck your ass at last."
All the glow from Lysa's orgasm vanished. He was going to fuck her ass? How could she take that massive cock up her shitter? With the vibrator still churning away in her pussy, he would split her in two if he tried it.
"Oh, no," she moaned, "not that!"
She backed up against the wall and shivered. There was no more fight in her, but she was terrified.
"Get out here, bitch!" snarled Brad. His hands worked over his hard cock and his eyes were glazed with lust.
"Oh, no, uncle . . . please, no!" Lysa begged as she came forward, shivering and having great difficulty walking with the straps between her legs and the vibrator still up her cunt.
"Stand there and spread your legs," said Brad.
Lysa felt her breath get tighter as she opened her legs and waited.
"Put those straps right," Brad said to Anne.
"Sure," Anne said with a nasty tone in her voice. She reached around and made sure the two straps were well separated, holding Lysa's pussylips apart and pressing the flesh back so that her clit was still showing.
"Right," said Brad. "Now hold her down."
Anne and Elizabeth grabbed her arms and forced her to bend at the waist. Then Randy straddled her neck, trapping her head between his thighs.
Lysa moaned and shivered in new fear. The two women pressed her arms upward, so that her head pushed tight against Randy's crotch. She could feel his cock as it rubbed between her shoulder blades. With every heave, his prick slipped over her skin, and she knew it was getting harder all the time. Only a few feet from her face, Joanie knelt at Johnnie's feet, her wicked little mouth cleaning his cock and sucking it stiff again.
"Poor little boy," Joanie murmured. "That nasty girl made you shoot your load again. Never mind, I'll get you hard again and you can fuck her any way you want while I whip her. That'll be nice, won't it?"
Johnnie grinned and gave a grunt of satisfaction as his cock stirred and the blood pumped in to stiffen it.
Lysa stared at Joanie's perfect figure, hating her even more. The teddy was still miraculously in place and appeared clean, not a drop of cum on it. Lysa wondered how the bitch did it.
"Pull her asscheeks apart," Brad said.
"Oh, God!" Lysa groaned.
She strained up against Randy's legs, but he held her in place and reached down. While the women forced her arms up, Randy put his hands on her ass cheeks and separated them, pulling them apart until Lysa knew the brown crinkled hole of her shitter was clearly in view.
The whip cracked and Lysa felt the wind of it brush against her asshole. She strained and moaned, but Randy's cock was getting harder by the second, and he was obviously enjoying himself. The whip cracked again, and Lysa was sure she felt the touch of the tip right on her asshole. She tensed and shivered.
"Now I'm gonna show you just how fuckin' good I am," said Brad. "I'm gonna whip you right on the asshole until I think you've begged me to fuck it enough. And, you gotta plead with me a lot. I mean, I hate fuckin' asses." He burst into a roar of laughter.
"Jerk," Anne said under her breath.
Lysa heard the crack of the whip and the tip lashed right into her asshole.
Lysa almost threw Randy off with the power of her upward lunge.
"Fuck you, fuck you!" she screamed, her body jerking in pain.
The whip lashed in again, the tip biting into just the ring of muscle around Lysa's tight little shitter. Her scream echoed around the room, and the three people holding her tightened their grips against the girl's frantic struggles.
"Not a good start," Brad said as he lashed the helpless girl again.
Her blonde hair tossed as she screamed. Her ass muscles tightened and stretched under the assault. The whip cut into the hole again, and Lysa felt her head spinning. She was about to pass out. The whip cut her ass again and the pain shuddered all over her.
"Please, Uncle, please, fuck my ass!" she cried. The agony was too much.
"Really want me to fuck you?" Brad yelled, lashing the whip into Lysa's tight little asshole.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Uncle, please fuck my ass!"
"Well, I might," sneered Brad, lashing his niece again.
Brad's cock was so swollen with desire it hardly bobbed as he whipped her. His hard-on stuck out like a flagpole, pointing straight at her ass. The whip curled in and lashed her shit-hole, and Lysa knew she had to think of something better.
"Oh, please, Uncle Brad," she moaned, "please stick your great big cock up my ass! Please!" She moved her ass invitingly, thrust it up for the whip as it came in again. "Ohhh, come on!" she moaned, biting her lip as the scream threatened to burst out of her mouth. "Come on, you know how much I love your great big cock up me, in my mouth, up ray pussy or in my ass! Come on, fuck my ass!"
She shuddered as the whip curled in and sent the agony surging through her.
"Oh, please, fuck me with the vibrator up my cunt -think how great that will feel! Ohhhhh, fuck me!"
Her ass shook as she tossed around in Randy's leg lock and the strong grip of the two women. Her ass erupted with more agony, but already the terrible conflict was starting again. The lust rose with each beat of the whip and it would soon take over-she knew that now.
"Ohhhh, fuck the shit outa me, uncle! Come on, show me what a man you are, show me how good you can fuck me!" She quivered in their grasp, her ass pulsating as the whip bit into it.
That was too much for Brad. "Fuuuuuck!" he roared, throwing the whip aside and advancing on his niece.'
Lysa groaned and tensed. Her body rolled with the mounting climax the whip had started. She sobbed as she looked between her legs and saw Brad standing there, looking at her ass as he rubbed cream onto his cock.
"Jesus," he grunted, "I can't wait. Moment I saw this little cunt get off the plane, swinging that ass around, I said: 'I gotta have that'. "
He took his cock and ran it over the pucker of Lysa's asshole.
"Oh, God!" Lysa moaned.
The total degradation of this night would ruin her forever. She would never be the same again. She felt the first thrust of Brad's cock at her asshole.
"Oh, fuck, she's tight," Brad grunted. The huge bulbous head of his cock forced her ass-ring open, and Lysa gave a low groan of pain.
The force of the brutal invasion sent waves of pain shooting all over her body. Her body twisted as another great fuck-lunge from Brad penetrated farther, until his cockhead was inside her shitter and the ass muscles clutched and tightened around it.
"Hey, whore!" Brad called. "You like that?"
"Oh, yes! Please, Uncle, it's wonderful!" Lysa gasped, trembling as she expected another stroke of the whip.
"Want me to ram it right up you?"
Lysa choked as she thought about it. "Ohhhh, yes, Uncle!" she gasped. "Ram your wonderful cock right up my ass! Ohhhhh, yes!"
She hung there moaning as Anne and Elizabeth tightened their grips on her arms and Randy slid his cock over her back, drops of pre-cum smearing over her skin.
"Yeahhhh!" Brad yelled as he fucked his cock right into Lysa's tight ass.
His prick didn't go all the way, but it was enough. Lysa heaved upward, actually lifting Randy off the floor for a second as the scream burst out of her lips. Brad's massive cock seemed to tear her ass walls apart as it fucked in, sliding against the thin membrane between her cunt and ass.
"Aaaghhhh!" Lysa shrieked again as Brad roared and fucked in the rest of the way, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.
The surging climax that had begun in Lysa mounted as Brad fucked his cock in and out of her ass, ramming it up alongside the vibrator until the two pricks were fucking Lysa in a double rape. She tossed and screamed, watching Joanie as she sucked Johnnie's cock, sliding her wicked little mouth down the length of his prickshaft until her neck muscles stretched out and her hot little tongue licked out and caressed his balls.
Lysa moaned. Her ass walls seemed scraped and rasped until the flesh burned with the mixture of pain and rising ecstasy. Her pussy spasmed as the vibrator rolled around, driving more aching demands into her body. Her ass bucked as Brad fucked it. She was losing control again, and every time they fucked or whipped her, she came. She couldn't control it, she was sinking into a terrible pit of vice.
"Shhhheeeeiiiitt!" Brad bellowed. His cock tightened and grew, fucking into Lysa's ass guts as the cum burst in his balls, pouring down the length of his thick cock. "You whore! You bring me off so fast again and I'll whip the shit outa you! You're too fuckin' hot, whore, too fuckin' hot!"
Lysa screamed as the first jet of hot cum shot out into her ass. It coated her ass walls, lubricating Brad's cock as it fucked in and out, spurting hot jizz.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" Lysa screamed as the climaxes broke over her. "It's you, Uncle! You make me hot -ohhh, fuck!"
And she screamed in endless delight as the shots of hot Jism poured into her ass and squeezed out, running in the crack of her ass and down to slide over the head of the vibrator as it whirred in her cunt.
"Take it, whore!" Brad roared as his cock jumped and twitched, the last of his fuck-juice gushing out and into Lysa's ass. "Oh, fuck!"
He gave a last great sigh as his cock withdrew, slowly softening as he stood there, moaning with desire.
But Lysa was still coming. She hated herself, but there was nothing she could do. She tried to clamp her cunt and ass, but the vibrator still fucked at her pussy and her ass slowly twisted to the beat of her come.
"Oh, boy," said Randy, "now I get her!" She moaned as Randy stepped off the back of her neck and walked to the sofa, his cock sticking out like a ramrod. She closed her eyes as he sat down and put some of the cream on his cock.
"Bring her here," he said.
Anne and Elizabeth dragged the still-coming Lysa over to the sofa. Joanie was sucking Johnnie's cock as he watched, a big grin on his face.
"Remember," Johnnie said, "there's still me."
Lysa shuddered. Anne and Elizabeth let her go and she stood before Randy and his young straight cock, sticking up and ready.
"Sit on it, cunt," he said.
Lysa shook as she turned to see Brad flopped in the chair, his cock creamy with cum and her ass juices. She looked at Anne and Elizabeth and knew they would be no help. She gave up. Her ass was demanding more, and she was ashamed of herself.
She turned and whimpered as Randy took her ass and moved it where he wanted. Elizabeth took her arms and supported her as she bent her knees and felt the hard touch of Randy's cock in the crack of her ass.
"Move your ass until it's right," said Anne, sliding the whip through her fingers.
"Down," she moaned, shifting until the head of Randy's hard fucker was running over her tight little asshole. "That's it! Oh yes, that's it!"
Slowly, she lowered herself, and Randy's cock fucked into her ass. It was much easier this time, because her muscles were stretched and her ass was very well lubricated. Inch by inch she went on until she was sitting on Randy's cock, her ass cheeks against his thighs and her two holes stuffed once again.
Lysa moaned and fucked her ass up and down on Randy's hard prick. The tight little quivers of come burst out again and started to grow with every hard fuck-lunge Randy let her make. He just sat there, leaning back while the hot, demanding teenager rammed her ass on his stiff prick.
"Okay," said Joanie, getting to her feet. "Take over on Johnnie's cock, Elizabeth. And don't bring him off!"
"Yes, Joanie," Elizabeth said, and she trembled slightly.
Lysa tossed as her climaxes built.
"Now, you've fucked my husband," said Joanie, standing over Lysa as she tossed and fucked on Randy's cock.
Lysa felt a shiver of absolute terror and lust spiral over her. She knew that tone in Joanie's voice. Joanie obviously had a lot more pain in store for her.
"You came while fucking my husband, didn't you?" Joanie said, leaning in and running her fingers over Lysa's thrusting tits.
"Yes, yes, I did," Lysa breathed. "Oh, yes!" She felt Joanie's fingers tighten on her nipples, and a surge of lust and pain beat at her temples. "Oh yes, I came, oh fuck, did I come!"
"And you should pay for that, shouldn't you?" Joanie said softly, slowly shifting the long nails of her thumb and third finger around Lysa's left nipple.
"Yes," Lysa breathed, shivering with the terrible lust that Joanie was releasing.
Lysa wanted to bury her head in shame, but there was nowhere to go. She was at the mercy of Joanie's perverted love of making girls scream with pain.
"So," said Joanie, "why don't I start now?"
Lysa gurgled and choked as her ass fucked up and down on Randy's cock and the vibrator churned away in her pussy. She knew what Joanie was going to do, and sweat poured down her tits and back.
"Every time you fuck my husband, I'm going to punish you," Joanie said as she slowly tightened her two long nails on Lysa's nipple. "So even as you come with his cock up your cunt or ass or shooting down your throat, you'll know there's going to be pain afterwards, won't you?"
Her nails rolled Lysa's nipple, pinching tighter until Lysa screamed in agony and her ass fucked up and down, faster and harder on Randy's throbbing cock.
"Aaaghhhh, uuurrrgggg!" Lysa sobbed as her orgasms crashed out and burst, getting higher with each tighter roll of Joanie's fingernails. Her nipple burned and felt as if it would be torn off if Joanie twisted brutally enough. The agony erupted in thick, endless streams of lust, driving Lysa out of her mind.
"And you deserve this, don't you?" Joanie said, twisting and tightening her grasp. She reached out and put the fingernails of her other hand around m
Lysa's right nipple. "Don't you?"
Lysa screamed as both her nipples sang with agony, thrusting the demented desire deeper into her body.
"Yes!" she screamed. "Yes, I deserve it! I deserve it!"
"Good," Joanie said softly, twisting her nails still harder into the soft flesh of Lysa's nipples. "I'm glad you know what a little whore you are. Tell me what a whore you are."
"Oh, yesss!" Lysa screamed. "I'm a whore! I teased boys, wouldn't let them fuck me. I dress like that to drive them crazy and then, then don't let them. Ohhhhh, fuck, I'm a whore!"
Her body jumped and spasmed as her climaxes burst with renewed power.
"Now, that's nice," said Joanie, twisting her nails in harder. "Confession is good for the soul, isn't it? Now, what will you do with the boys now?"
"Ohhhhh, God!" Lysa screamed as the fire in her tits erupted down to her thighs and into her spasming cunt. "Oh, Jesus, I'll fuck them, I'll give them anything they want, anything!"
Her comes sent her thrashing around, almost leaping off Randy's cock in her lust.
"Even better," Joanie said smoothly. "But you must be told which boys to fuck and which not to fuck, mustn't you?"
Her fingernails dug into Lysa's nipples until her shrieks rang in all their ears.
"Oh, yes!" Lysa screeched.
"Oh, good!" Joanie said. "Now you're gonna bring Randy off here, and then we'll talk about some real training for you. You'll do everything I tell you until I'm satisfied."
"Aaaghhhh!" Lysa screamed as her ass spasmed and tightened around Randy's cock.
She hated herself. The sudden surge of depraved desire as Joanie spoke was more than she could handle. She couldn't face the possibility that she wanted to be Joanie's slave, told exactly who to fuck and when.
Joanie picked up a short whip with many knotted lengths of thin leather. She smiled at Randy, and he gripped Lysa's arms, pinning them behind her back.
"Oh, shit!" Randy yelled. "Hurry up, I'm coming!"
His hips thrust up, heaving his ass off the sofa as the hot jism boiled and threatened to gush out.
Joanie grabbed Lysa's hair, pulled her head back and lashed the short whip across her jutting tits. She flung it back, slashing across the taut flesh until Lysa's tits were red and pitted with deeper crimson marks where the knots did their deadly work. Lysa screamed, aware that Johnnie was watching her, his cock quivering in Elizabeth's mouth as she tried to keep him from coming.
"Beg for it!" ordered Joanie, lashing Lysa's tits again.
"Ohhhh, whip me!" Lysa screamed.
She didn't know what she was saying. She just did as she was told, but there was one thing she wanted. She wanted Johnnie to shoot in Elizabeth's mouth so Elizabeth would get punished. Lysa's mind raced. She knew how to make him shoot.
"Aaaghhhh! Oh, yeahhhh!" she yelled. "Oh, shit, whip me, whip my tits. Oh, watch my tits, Johnnie. Wouldn't you love to shoot all over them? Ohhh, yeahhhhh! Whip me, whip me!"
Lysa tossed as her climaxes burst and rolled and the whip lashed her tits, sending the come bursting back into her pussy to erupt again.
"Ohhhh, I'm shooting!" Randy yelled. "Ohhh, take it, take my cum, bitch!"
His hips thrust up and down as the cum shot out of his balls and surged out into Lysa's hot, spasming ass. The beat of the vibrator in her cunt drew the hot jism from his cock in endless streams until he was moaning and falling slowly back on the sofa.
Then Lysa got her revenge.
"You cunt!" Johnnie roared. "Oh, shit!"
He grabbed Elizabeth's head and tried to make her sink her mouth over his cock. Desperately, she fought him, her whole body trembling with fear. She tried to pull her mouth away, tried to slow the frantic beat of his cock.
"Oh, yeahhhh, come on, Johnnie, shoot! I wanna see her get whipped! Come on!" Lysa yelled. She leaned back, thrusting out her tits for the hard strokes of Joanie's whip. "Ohhh, come on, Johnnie! Shoot and make me come, too! Ohhh, let me watch your cum shoot all over her face!"
"You cunt!" Elizabeth screamed. "Leave him alone!"
She tried to slide her mouth over Johnnie's thrusting fucker more slowly. But it was too late.
"Yeahhhh!" Johnnie yelled. "Jerk it off all over your face, bitch, or I'll whip the crap outa you, too! Show her, come on!"
Elizabeth burst into sobs, but she knew better than to refuse. She slid her mouth up until just Johnnie's cockhead was between her lips, and she worked the cockshaft until he was yelling and tossing with the power of his come. As the first jet shot out of his piss-hole, Elizabeth pulled her face back, her skillful fingers splattering the shots of cum over her mouth and cheeks until it dripped off and sank into the thin material of her slip, wetting her tits.
As Lysa saw the hot jism bursting out of Johnnie's cock, she leaped with the final climax of her come and sank back onto Randy's still-hard cock as the last of his cum oozed out and spread over the walls of her shitter. She grinned in diabolical joy at Elizabeth as the poor girl licked up the cum from Johnnie's cock, dreading what was coming to her. Then Lysa got her greatest reward.
Joanie stopped the whip. She leaned down and kissed Lysa on the mouth.
"Good girl," she whispered as she pulled away.
"You learn real fast."
She reached down and kissed both of Lysa's nipples, licking them until Lysa leaned back on Randy with a smile of utter bliss.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lysa fell forward onto the carpet, moaning with the satisfaction of her endless come. She lay on her back, looking up at the ceiling, wondering what they would do to her next.
"On your feet, bitch," Joanie shouted to Elizabeth, pulling her up by her dark hair. "You sucked my husband off when you were told not to!"
"It was her!" Elizabeth shrieked. "She made him do it, not me. I-"
"Shut the fuck up!" snarled Joanie. "Who's got the cum all over her face, huh?" She swung Elizabeth around. "I think she needs a dose of the spring."
"Oh, no! Don't do that, please, not that!" Elizabeth wept.
She stood in the center of the circle, sobbing. Her slip was torn almost completely off and she had cum on her face and all down her legs. But still her tits thrust out arrogantly.
Lysa saw Randy as he pulled out a strange-looking object that drove terror into his sister. It stood on a square platform, and rising from that was a thick pole that reached about four feet high. Both the pole and the base were leather covered. Attached to the pole were two cross beams, one about three feet up and the other at the top of the pole. It actually looked fairly innocent, apart from the massive leather dildo sticking out, close to the base of the pole.
Elizabeth cringed and started to swear at them, but nobody took any notice.
Randy put the apparatus in the middle of the room, and Joanie pushed on the pole. It bent and sprang back. It was a very thick spring, one capable of taking the weight of somebody tied to it.
"Get over here," Joanie said to Elizabeth.
"You fuckers!" Elizabeth screamed. "You fucking cunts, you scum bags, you . . . aaagghhhh!
She fell to her knees as the whip curled around her tits. no
Joanie lashed out the whip again and the thin leather curled around Elizabeth's thighs. "Get over here."
Sobbing and moaning, Elizabeth crawled across the floor until she was at the platform and the leather-covered spring.
"Up your ass," Joanie said, and she stepped back to watch.
Lysa was fascinated as she saw Elizabeth crawl up onto the platform and squat with her back against the thick pole. It bent slightly under her weight and she gave a low moan. Her pretty, dark face was clouded with a strange mixture of fear and lust as she moved the leather dildo until it rested at the entrance of her tight little ass.
Then, with another moan of suppressed pain, she slowly slid the dildo into her asshole. It took some time. Elizabeth crouched against the pole, moving as it beat slightly back and forth, keeping the huge dildo in her tight little shitter.
"Ohhh, fuck!" she wept. "Fuck, it's killing me!"
She moaned in agony as she slid the thick leather cock farther into her ass. Slowly, she managed to take it all until she sat on it, the whole twelve inches of cock inside her ass. She was now forced down, her legs bent double, her weight on the leather prick as it fucked deep into her shitter. She sobbed and looked out at her tormentors.
Lysa lay on the carpet, the vibrator still churning in her hot little pussy. She felt it working over her cuntal lining, sending sudden flashes of new arousal over her body. She pressed her fingers between her teeth to stop herself from moaning out loud.
Then Anne made things worse for Lysa.
"Get up on the sofa and work your pussy!" she snapped. "Go on, we want to see you!"
Dreadful feelings overwhelmed Lysa. She wanted to do that so much, and yet it was the most disgusting thing. She knew the men would watch her, their cocks getting hard as they saw her finger her clit and fuck herself deeper with the vibrator. She looked at Anne and knew she would have to do it.
Slowly, she climbed up onto the sofa and leaned back against the cushions, watching Elizabeth as she heaved against the bar, the leather dildo ramming into her ass. The sight turned Lysa on like crazy. She spread her legs, slid her fingers over her wet clit and gasped with rising lust. Sick with shame, she felt her juices running out of her pussy and over the tops of her thighs, but she was too far gone to stop now. She took hold of the top of the vibrator and pushed it deeper into her cunt, fucking herself with it as she rubbed her clit. Surges of desire overwhelmed her and she writhed on the pillows, letting all of them see what a slut she really was.
While Joanie stood close, slowly running the whip through her fingers, Randy and Brad picked up a set of leather restraints.
Elizabeth sobbed, but her ass was already moving seductively up and down on the dildo, the huge leather cock fucking deep in her guts.
"Now, bitch," said Randy with a grin, "we get to do you up right."
They put the leather restraints around Elizabeth's body. Across her chest the leather had two holes cut in it, and through these, Elizabeth's tits thrust out with a little help from Randy who eased the swelling mounds so that his sister's nipples and most of her tit flesh were exposed. Then the straps were tightened until Elizabeth moaned in pain.
As they watched, Joanie sidled up to Johnnie and slid her hand over his cock. It was already getting hard again.
Brad slipped a collar around Elizabeth's neck, and lashed that to the top of the pole. It quivered, holding the young girl tightly.
Finally the two men took Elizabeth's knees and hauled them apart until Elizabeth was yelling in pain. Then they lashed them to bolts on the outside of the platform.
It was a position Lysa never wanted to be in, but the sight of Elizabeth was more than she could take. She spasmed in lust as she watched.
"Now," said Joanie, "you get to pay for bringing my husband off all over your face, bitch."
She swung the whip and Elizabeth lurched against the bonds, screaming as her tits got the thin leather right across them.
Johnnie stepped onto the platform. Elizabeth didn't point out that his cock was hard again, she knew better than that. Obediently, she took his cock in her mouth, gurgling as he slowly pushed it to the back of her throat and withdrew it. As the swollen cockhead slid up to the bound girl's lips, he worked it in again until Elizabeth's body heaved on the bar and her throat gagged on the massive cockmeat.
Lysa gasped and bit her lip, trying not to scream with the disgusting lust that ran all over her.
She watched as Johnnie leaned harder on the bound girl, forcing the bar to bend back slightly.
Elizabeth gasped and her body heaved as the collar pulled her back.
"Take your hands off his cock and finger-fuck yourself!" Joanie snapped, and she lashed Elizabeth's thighs to make her point.
Elizabeth's body heaved and her muffled scream erupted from around Johnnie's cock as the whip bit into her soft flesh. Obediently, she slid her hands down her body and over her thighs, then up, to the wide-open crack of her pussy. There she rubbed her pulsing clit and slowly worked one finger up her cunt. It wasn't easy. The huge cock in her ass didn't leave much room. Her body strained and she moaned, but her finger went deeper, and so did Johnnie's stiff fucker.
"Hard enough yet, darling?" cooed Joanie, still running the whip through her fingers.
"No," Johnnie said. "She's gonna need some more persuading."
Elizabeth gasped and groaned, but she didn't dare m protest. Her fingers played with her clit in a desperate attempt to get high enough to ignore the pain.
Johnnie leaned on the bar at the top of the pole. It bent back, forcing Elizabeth with it. Still keeping his cock deep in her throat, Johnnie leaned harder. The pole bent farther backwards, and he fucked his cock even deeper into Elizabeth's throat. He spread his legs, and Elizabeth's tits, already thrust out tightly, became exposed to view-and to Joanie's vicious whip.
With a gleam in her eyes, Joanie lined the thin leather tail up and lashed it through the air. Brad wasn't the only expert in the room. The thin knotted tip cracked perfectly across Elizabeth's tits, leaving another deep-red curving line in her flesh. Her whole body spasmed in agony while her throat opened and Johnnie sank his cock to the hilt.
"Lick my balls, whore!"
Elizabeth's wicked little tongue flashed out over his heavy ballsac, licking while her throat spasmed around the hard cockshaft buried there.
Lysa moaned, trying to keep herself inconspicuous as she watched. She was disgusted, but the sight of Elizabeth's punishment was driving her out of her mind with lust. Biting her hp, she rammed the vibrator up her cunt, feeling every buzz of the electric rubber prick as it played over the walls of her fuck-channel. Her hips beat into the soft pillows as she came in endless, depraved climaxes while her fingers blurred over her clit.
Suddenly Anne tossed her long dark hair and jeered across the room at Brad.
"Come on then, fucker!" she challenged. "Let's see if you can get it up again and take me on. Come on, you cheap asshole!"
She spread her legs and ran her fingers over her wet pussy, glaring at him all the time.
"Listen, dog-face," Brad grunted, "I'll get it up and fuck the shit outa you if I feel like it."
He turned his attention back to Elizabeth as she swallowed Johnnie's cock and lurched to the beat of Joanie's tit-whipping.
Anne went up to Brad and grabbed his cock, twisting it viciously.
"Listen, cunt-sucker!" she snapped. "How about a deal, huh? You fuck the shit outa me without coming and you can put me over the bar, anything you like. I make you come, you only fuck who I tell you to for a month. You like that?"
She twisted his cock again, and he grunted with lust.
"You got a deal," he said. He slid his hands over his wife's jutting tits. "I'll make it easy on you. You can sit on me, so you can fuck me as hard as you like. No excuses." He pinched Anne's nipples. "I can't wait to get you, whore. She couldn't make me come, so you won't."
"Shit-licker," jeered Anne. "Come on."
She dragged him out of the chair and pushed him to the carpet a few feet in front of the sofa where Lysa was still spasming in a come that wouldn't stop. Each time the whip lashed Elizabeth's tits and the pole shuddered with her desperate lunges, another deep surge of longing and orgasm broke open in Lysa.
Anne straddled Brad and shoved his cock to the entrance of her cunt.
"I'll get you, fucker," she promised.
She rammed the hunk of fuck-meat into her pussy. Brad grunted and his hips heaved off the rug as her tight cunt sucked his throbbing prick in. With long slow strokes, Anne began to fuck him, levering herself up and down, riding his cock. Then she turned to Lysa as her young blonde niece was moaning in rising surges of come on the pillows.
"Get down here!" she snarled.
"Hey, no fair!" Brad yelled. "If she licks my balls, I'll-"
"She's not for you, shit-face!" snarled Anne. "She's gonna lick my ass. I like that."
Brad laughed as his cock slammed up in her pussy.
"Oh, yeahhh!" he chuckled. "Her tongue'll take the crap outa you fast. How you like the feel of the bar, honey?"
"Shuddup," Anne said as she let her cunt suck his huge fucker in again. "Lysa, get down and lick my ass."
Lysa almost barfed at the very thought. But her orgasm hadn't stopped. On and on it rolled, and her fingers slid over her pussy as if nothing would stop them.
"Did you hear me?" snapped Anne. "If I have to take time out to whip you into shape again, I'm gonna be pissed as hell, and it ain't smart to get me pissed as hell!"
Lysa moaned. Reluctantly she slid off the couch and knelt on the floor. She looked around. Johnnie still fucked his cock slowly in and out of Elizabeth's mouth while she rolled and screamed to the beat of the whip.
Randy looked on, running his hands over his own hard cockmeat.
He turned to Lysa and grinned.
"Do it, kid," he said. "You won't believe the shit if you don't."
Lysa sobbed and lowered her head. Anne's ass was beating slowly up and down inches from her face, and she could see Brad's massive cock fucking in and out of her pussy with every stroke. Lysa braced her hands on the carpet and licked at the outside of Anne's deep ass crack.
She was rewarded with a long moan, and Anne's thrusting ass moved harder and with more urgency.
"Pull my ass cheeks apart and get your mouth in there, cunt!" Anne demanded.
Lysa gasped and tried to close her eyes, but she couldn't. She reached up and eased Anne's ass cheeks apart until she could see the crinkled bud of her aunt's asshole clearly. Shuddering with disgust, she bent down and licked at it.
"Oh, yeahhhh!" Anne yelled, and her cunt slammed harder onto Brad's cock. "Again, lick it, come on, bitch, tongue-fuck my ass!"
Lysa almost gagged, but she made herself lick at the tight asshole. The flesh jumped and trembled to her touch, and Anne groaned with lust as she rammed her cunt down on Brad's cock and rolled them, ramming his cock around as if trying to tear it off at the root.
Lysa licked again and found that it wasn't as bad as she'd thought. The warm soft flesh of Anne's ass cheeks caressed her face. She licked harder at the asshole, tasting the dull earthy taste, feeling her aunt's whole body respond.
"Oh, yeahhhhh, do it, bitch, do it!" Anne screamed, and she fucked down on Brad's cock until he was groaning in lust and gasping.
"You cunt," he moaned, "you ain't gonna get me!"
With the rubber cock still rolling in her fuck channel, Lysa started to lose her mind once more. She sucked the tight ring of Anne's asshole between her lips and rammed her tongue over and into the circle of muscle while her body heaved with more and more searing orgasms.
"Ooooooohhhhh! Shit! Shit!" Anne screamed.
Her ass rammed up and down and Brad gasped and grabbed her tits, pinching her nipples.
"You fuck-whore!" he yelled. "You mother fuckin' slut!"
His hips beat up and down to the rising pace of Anne's surging come, and the three of them thrashed on the carpet in a frenzy of fuck-lust.
Johnnie slid his cock out of Elizabeth's mouth.
"I think that's hard enough now, don't you, darling," he said, showing Joanie his long, rock-hard prick.
"Ohhh, I think so, yes," she said, running her fingers over the cockshaft. "I bet you want Lysa's ass now, don't you?"
"Yeahhh!" he said.
And the two of them kissed until Joanie's hands blurred over her husband's cock and they moaned with passion. Joanie stopped, reached up and held Johnnie's head as she moved her hips over his cock.
"I'm gonna get that little whore Lysa for fucking you all the time," she said. "She's very bad, needs a lot of training."
"Of course," Johnnie murmured, "but I can leave all that to you."
Joanie grinned and kissed him again.
Lysa felt the tip of Johnnie's long cock at her ass. It was a strange, heady sensation, licking an ass and knowing that she was going to get a cock up her own ass. With her lust still erupting, she wanted that cock so bad, wanted to be double fucked until she collapsed.
Inch by inch, Johnnie fucked his cock into Lysa's tight brown shit hole. She lunged upward for him, yelling as the hard prick fucked into her ass guts, rubbing against the vibrator, making her body beat out of control with its climaxes. Moaning in uncontrollable lust, Lysa sucked at Anne's ass, licking her tongue into the tight hole, trying to ram as far in as Johnnie's cock was in her ass.
With a groan of lust, Johnnie slammed his fucker into Lysa's ass until his balls slapped on her ass cheeks. Her spasming asshole sucked at his prick while the churning of the vibrator sent him groaning with a rising lust in seconds.
"Ohhhhh! No!" Elizabeth yelped.
"No, what?" asked Joanie sweetly as she toyed with the whip.
"You know," Elizabeth gasped, her whole body shaking.
"Tell me," Joanie cooed, still running the whip through her fingers.
"No, no, no!" Elizabeth gasped, her fingers ramming desperately into her cunt as she tried to finish her climax.
"Very well," Joanie said, and she threw the whip away.
"No, no. I can't come!" screamed Elizabeth, her ass almost blurring on the leather cock.
"So, beg for it," Joanie said softly.
Elizabeth made one last attempt, but she knew it was hopeless. "Whip me, please, I need to be whipped!"
Joanie drew back the thin leather whip and cracked it at Elizabeth's thrusting, red-lined tits.
Elizabeth's climax exploded and broke into eruptions of satisfaction.
"More!" she begged as Joanie's hand flashed back and the whip whistled through the air. "Oh, just a few strokes more! Yessss! Yessss! Ohhhhh! Yesssss!"
She heaved against the pole and collapsed, her breath gasping, her body soaked with sweat.
Then Joanie threw the whip aside and advanced on the shuddering, helpless girl.
"Undo my teddy," she said sweetly to Elizabeth, running her hands over her throbbing tit flesh.
In a sweat of fear, Elizabeth undid the pink teddy and spread the sides out. Joanie stepped over Elizabeth's bound face. She grabbed the bar and leaned on it, spreading her thighs and thrusting her cunt at Elizabeth's face.
"Suck me, whore!" she demanded.
Elizabeth moaned as she licked at the soft flesh of Joanie's blonde pussy.
"Why don't you come over here, Randy?" Joanie cooed. "I need a long hard prick up my cunt, and I'm sure your sister would love to take your cum all over her face when you shoot."
She pulled her cunt away from Elizabeth's mouth and waited.
"Oh, yes," Elizabeth moaned, sobbing with the humiliation. "Yes, I'd like that."
"Good," Joanie said as she slid her cunt back over
Elizabeth's mouth. "Cum gets messy sometimes."
Randy came up behind Joanie and held her slim hips. His cock thrust out like an iron rod and he played it over her slippery cuntlips while his sister licked at them both. Then, with a grunt and thrust, he slammed his cock into Joanie's hot little fuck-channel, lifting the blonde off her feet for an instant with the force of his thrust.
"Oh, yessss!" Joanie purred. "Ohhh, you know how to please a lady, Randy, you really do!"
She leaned back and kissed him, then rammed her cunt over Elizabeth's face while he reached around and took her tits in his hands, caressing them while his cock swelled and threatened to explode as it fucked her spasming cunt. Joanie leaned harder on the pole, pushing it down so that she bent at the waist more and Randy could fuck more of his cock into her steaming pussy. His hips beat at her ass as his passion took over once more and his cock throbbed out of control.
"Oooohhh, you young men!" Joanie purred. "Always shooting, but you do get it up so fast again. Ohhhh, yes! Feel my pussy, I'm coming, yeahhhh, I'm coming!"
She grasped the bar and her wet cunt thrust down on Elizabeth's face as the young girl beat her ass on the leather cock and finger-fucked herself. With the sight of her brother's cock ramming into Joanie's pussy inches from her nose, Elizabeth started another come. She caressed her beaten tits with one hand, twisted her nipples as the thought of the hot jism about to pour over her face sent another shudder of lust all over her.
Lysa heard them rising to another climax as her own endless come exploded with the two cocks in her fuck-holes and Anne's ass at her mouth. Her head spun. All of them were coming together, and the room was charged with lust like static electricity.
CHAPTER NINE
Lysa felt the first twitches and heavings of Johnnie's cock as the cum burst out of his balls and started out down his long cockshaft.
"Heyyyy!" he yelled. "Ohhhh, fuck! Gonna shoot right up this cunt's ass. Ohhhh, yeahhhhhh!"
He threw his head back and the first jet of hot cum shot out of his piss slit, deep in Lysa's ass guts.
Lysa screamed with unbearable lust. She grabbed the cheeks of Anne's ass and buried her face in the deep crack, licking and sucking at the brown asshole until Anne was screaming and thrashing around.
"Come on, cunt!" Anne screeched. "Ohhh, yeahhh! Come on!"
Her ass beat up and down as her cunt quivered around Brad's cock, sucking at it until he lurched up off the carpet, his hips beating out of control.
"You fuckin' bitch!" he screamed. "You cunt, you're gonna make me come!"
He arched as his cock rammed into Anne's cunt, but she gave one last scream of release and sobbed with satisfaction. She had him.
"Keep licking my ass, cunt!" she yelled. She grinned down at her husband as he fucked his cock into her pussy faster and harder. "Want to come, fucker?"
"You bitch, I'll get you for this!" he snarled as his cock throbbed and swelled inside her.
"Oh, so you don't want to come," said Anne, and she slid her pussy up until only Brad's huge cockhead was between her pussylips. There she played him, moving just enough to keep him on the edge of shooting, but not enough to take him over. "Now, shall we discuss our deal?"
"You cunt!" Brad yelled. "I'll pin you down and fuck the shit outa you!"
"If you do that," Anne said, "my terms will be a lot harder. You lost, fuck-face. They all know that. So, give in gracefully or take the worst. Think about it."
Brad groaned, but he knew she meant it. He lay there, trying to think of a way out.
Johnnie wasn't thinking. His cock spouted long white gobs of jism into Lysa's ass while the purring vibrator drove them both to the final surge of a shattering climax.
"Ohhh, ram it up me!" Lysa screamed. "Ram that fucker up my ass, harder! Ohhhh, fuck! Harder!"
Her tongue licked out over Anne's ass as her spasming asshole took more gobs of cum. She felt cock cream spreading over her shitter walls, lubricating the last heaves of Johnnie's cock until ropes of cum squeezed out and over her thighs.
"Yeahhhh!" Johnnie bellowed as he gave a last great ramming fuck at the final shots of his jism. His cock lifted Lysa off the floor until the cum was out and his passion ebbed. Slowly, he let her down and leaned over and the hot little girl, his cock subsiding and sliding out of her ass.
"Well," Anne murmured as she slowly fucked on Brad's cock, driving him insane with lust, "have you made your mind up yet?"
"Cunt, whore," he moaned. His cock thrust up, but Anne lifted her cunt with it and he didn't get any deeper into her steaming tight fuck hole. "What're the terms?"
Still lashed to the pole, Elizabeth heaved and moaned as her brother rammed his cock deep into Joanie's pussy and yelled as the cum built once more in his balls.
"You ready for a mouthful, Elizabeth?" he yelled. "I got a great big mouthful of cum for you."
His cock thrust into Joanie's spasming cunt and she moaned with delight, thrusting her ass back to get more of it.
"Ooohhh, yeahhh," Joanie purred. "That's what I like, you young men when you've shot a few times, then you're still great. Come on, I want all of it, every fucking inch!"
She leaned on the pole, heaving Elizabeth farther back until the poor girl's head was horizontal and Joanie could slide her hot clit all over her mouth.
"Fuuuccckkkk!" Randy roared as his cock erupted cum again.
The slippery, boiling walls of Joanie's cunt had brought him off with the final spasms of her climax. He fucked her hot tight pussy in a frenzy of lust until the first shot of jism poured out of his cock. Then he pulled back, letting the hot white cum shoot all over Elizabeth's mouth. "Take it, sister-all of you!"
More cum shot out and splattered on Elizabeth's cheeks as Joanie leaned down, took his cock in her hands and directed the heaving shots of fuck-juice.
"Ohhhhh, that's another thing I like about you boys," Joanie murmured. "You always have so much jizz. Oh, look, all over her face!"
Elizabeth sobbed and tried to lick as much of the cum off as she could, but Joanie made sure that most of it stuck to her face well out of reach of her tongue.
Joanie worked Randy's cock until the last of the hot cum was dribbling from his piss slit. She wiped the still-oozing cock over Elizabeth's lips and grinned at Randy.
"Fuck, that was good," Joanie said. "Now," she said to Elizabeth, "you wait here until I can get hold of Lysa."
It would be a little while before she could do that because Brad still hadn't made up his mind, since Anne hadn't let him know the terms yet. She was having too much fun listening to him moan and swear at her as she teased him.
"You whore-faced dog!" he yelled. "What are your fuckin' terms?"
"Ask me nicely," Anne said softly.
She let his cock penetrate another inch and then slid it out again. Brad groaned in agony. His stiff fucker was twice its normal size, and he couldn't hold out any longer.
"What are your terms?" he asked, trying to keep his voice under control.
"Nicely," Anne purred, reveling in her power.
"Please, what are your terms?" he bellowed, his cock throbbing at the terrible humiliation of having to plead with his wife.
"First I'm getting rid of the whore licking my ass," Anne said. "You been too hot for her since she got off the fuckin' plane. I'm giving her to Joanie to train. You'll get your cock in her again when you've been a good boy to me enough times. Deal?"
"Deal," Brad gasped.
"And at our next party, I want at least six of Randy's friends. I wanna get my ass screwed right off. Deal?"
"You cunt."
"Nasty man," Anne said. "If you're a good boy to me before that, I might give in and get you Lysa for the night. Fair exchange?"
"Deal," he said.
"Oh, good," Anne murmured. "Now I'm gonna bring you off, and when you shoot I'm gonna pull out and Lysa will stick your cock between my ass cheeks and lick it all up. Won't that be nice?"
"Aaagghhhh!" Brad roared as the very thought almost made his cock explode.
Anne slid her hot little cunt down his cock, slowly, until he was bellowing, his whole body heaving up off the carpet as the cum erupted like molten streams of fire, out of his balls and down his cockshaft.
"Yeahhhh! Ohhhh, fuck!" he yelled. His cock throbbed unbearably as the cum poured out, shooting out of his piss-slit.
His cum splattered into Lysa's face. She was taken by surprise, even though she had known it was coming. One second her tongue was still licking Anne's ass and the next, there was Brad's swollen cock, shooting cum in huge spouts. With a moan of surrender, Lysa slipped the cum-shooting monster into Anne's ass crack so that just the tip stood out. She closed Anne's ass cheeks over the heaving prick and uq slid her mouth over the pouring cockhead.
She moaned at her depravity. The cum tasted wonderful. It filled her mouth with salty freshness as Brad roared and heaved. Thick gobs of cock cream ran over Lysa's lips as she sucked it all in, tasting the jism until she let it roll down her throat. Moaning in helpless passion, she let the cockhead fuck between her lips as Brad spent his lust and lay there moaning with the slowly subsiding pulses of his climax.
Then, to show her total surrender, Lysa let the still-hard cock slide out of Anne's ass crevice. Slowly she worked her mouth over it, licking the hard cockshaft all the way down, ramming the cockhead into her throat until she could lick Brad's balls. He moaned in satisfaction, and Lysa let her mouth slide up again until she was just licking the cockhead, cleaning off the last dribbles of cum.
"You bitch," Brad snarled at his wife. "She gets this good and you do that."
"Your fuckin' problem," Anne said with no sympathy at all. "You're the one who's been going on all week about getting your cock up her. Now you've got the rest of tonight, so make the best of it."
She rolled off Brad and Lysa also collapsed to the carpet, her whole body tingling with the force of her last come.
"Come on, you bitch, one more round at least," Joanie said as she let go of the bar and it sprang upright, making Elizabeth yell in shock and pain. m
"Get her off there," she said to Randy. She strode over to where Lysa lay on the floor, staring in vacant satisfaction at the ceiling. "Get that thing out of your cunt."
Lysa rolled upright, still getting her breath back from the last orgasm. It was almost a pity to take the thick vibrator out of her cunt. She undid the straps and let the throbbing monster slide from her sopping wet cunt. She gasped as her pussy muscles tried to grasp at something and spasmed in pain. Shamelessly, she rammed her fingers up her hot cunt and rubbed her clit until the longing settled down and she could breathe again.
"Very good," Joanie said approvingly. "You're learning real fast. Now, come over here." She led Lysa over to where Elizabeth knelt on the carpet, rubbing her ass and tits and sobbing softly. "You two have cum all over you," said Joanie sharply. "Lick it off, now."
The girls looked at each other. Around them, the rest of the group gathered. Brad and Johnnie, their cocks limp, waited for the entertainment to get them stiff again. Anne leaned back and lit a cigarette, a smile of utter satisfaction on her face. Randy's cock had also gone down, but it stirred the moment he heard Joanie give the command to the two girls.
Lysa and Elizabeth knelt together on the rug. Elizabeth had more of the cum on her face since she hadn't been allowed to lick much of it up, but they were both pretty well covered.
"Closer!" snapped Joanie, and the whip cracked. "I want you touching from your tits to your thighs."
The sound of the whip was more than enough. With whimpers of submission, the two girls moved closer together. Lysa could feel the thrusting mounds of Elizabeth's tits against her own, and the feel sent soft arousal all over her. She murmured as she leaned in and licked at the cum clinging to Elizabeth's cheeks and eyes.
They took turns, licking up the white gobs of cum until their faces were clean.
"Now kiss each other," said Joanie.
Both the girls stiffened and felt the same sudden lust surging over them. Gently their lips met and they kissed.
"That's better," said Joanie, and the whip cracked again with a sharp warning. "Now let's see a little bit of pussy-sucking."
Lysa gasped, her head spinning again with conflicting emotions. She looked around the circle. All three men were getting their cocks hard again. Brad slowly stroked his prick as he watched. Randy and Johnnie just sat there grinning, content to wait.
The whip cracked again, and Lysa quickly rolled onto her back on the floor, spreading her thighs and wriggling under Elizabeth's open legs. Elizabeth's pussy was soaking wet and dripping cum, just like hers, but she put her lips to it and licked, tasting the jism and the scent of Elizabeth's pussy juice. Elizabeth moaned and spread her legs wider, letting her cunt slide over Lysa's willing mouth.
Lysa felt Elizabeth's mouth running over her clit. It sent hard surges of lust into her, and she moaned, heaving her hips upward as she spread her pussy for more of the lapping tongue. The two girls gave themselves up to the lust as they sucked each other.
"Sheeeit, look at them go," Brad said.
The sudden knowledge that the audience was taking in her every movement sent another savage surge of lust into Lysa. The exhibitions that had led her to tease all the boys now made her spread her thighs wider and moan with each caress of Elizabeth's lips on her pussy. She sucked Elizabeth's hot pussylips into her mouth, and her tongue flicked inside the tight lips of her cunt until Elizabeth was heaving and gasping in rising climax.
But Elizabeth gave as good as she got. Her mouth sucked Lysa's clit in, and she bit gently on the heaving flesh, sawing her teeth back and forth, licking deeply into her cunt until Lysa was heaving in a climax she couldn't contain any longer.
"Look at that," Joanie said, and the whip cracked. "Coming again. Whatever you do to those two cunts, they come."
With moans of passion, the two little slave girls sucked each other to another climax, their tongues and lips working each other into deep fits of passion. The spectators watched their heaving bodies until they both lay there, their mouths lapping at each other's cunt, their faces wet with saliva and pussy juice.
"Sit up!" Joanie snapped.
The two of them struggled to do as they were told. Lysa saw that all the people around her were ready for more sex. The men were hard, and Anne leaned back sliding her fingers over her pussy.
"Look what I've got for you," Joanie purred.
Both the girls gasped and shrank back.
Joanie showed them a long thick double-headed dildo, and she didn't have to tell them what they would have to do with it.
"Use it!" Joanie snapped, and the whip slapped again.
Lysa gasped and shook with fear. She watched Elizabeth reach up and take the terrible thing. It was twenty inches long, at least. Lysa watched, her whole body shaking as Elizabeth slowly slid one of the ends into her cunt. It fucked in easily on the juices and cum that still spilled out of her pussy. They all watched it slide up Elizabeth's pussy. She held it there, fucking herself with it slowly as she gave them all a show.
Lysa crawled forward and worked her legs around Elizabeth's spread thighs. She took the head of the dildo that stuck out of Elizabeth's cunt and slid it over her sopping wet pussylips. Another sudden, biting surge of lust went through the girls as they saw that everybody was watching.
Lysa got the dildo to the entrance of her fuck-hole. She pushed and it fucked in. They both moaned as Lysa pushed herself closer, working the dildo in. Slowly it vanished into their ravenous cunts. They lay on the carpet, their legs spread around each other, the dildo working in their cunts and their hot little cuts touching, rubbing, sending more sparks of passion over them.
"Now, let's do this right," Joanie said.
She took a set of straps and handed one to Anne who got up, gave Brad a casual glance and knelt down.
Joanie and Anne first put belts around the two girls' waists, tightening them until both Elizabeth and Lysa were almost gasping for breath. Then they attached two straps on either side of the belts and pulled them tight. Lysa and Elizabeth were locked together, and they couldn't pull apart even if they wanted.
Lysa moaned with the strange double sensation of lust and fear. Each heave of her body sent the dildo working in Elizabeth's cunt, and the same happened whenever Elizabeth twisted around. The constant rubbing of their pussies against each other was driving them both crazy.
Joanie stepped over them. The whip curled and lashed across Elizabeth's. She yelled and tossed on the carpet, sending the dildo slamming around in Lysa's cunt and her clit rubbing hard between Lysa's spread legs. Joanie spun and lashed Lysa's ass, getting the same reaction from her.
Then Joanie started whipping them as the whim took her. The long tail of the whip curled out and lashed across their asses or their tits, whichever target was the most tempting. There was nothing either of the girls could do about it. The way they were forced together, with their legs around each other and their bodies bent at an angle, their cunts rubbing and their asses spread out, there was always a target for Joanie to whip. Time and time again the whip curled out, lashing their exposed flesh. Each time, one of them screamed and tossed aroused, trying to escape-and that would bring the other one in as a target.
Lysa felt her breath getting short. Her pussy spasmed against Elizabeth's clit and the two of them started to come, fear driving them on with extra fury.
The whip cracked across Lysa's tits, and she screamed, her body rolling, heaving Elizabeth around, her ass thrusting up, a perfect target for the next stroke of the whip. It lashed across Elizabeth's ass cheeks, leaving a thin red line of pain, and the dark-haired girl screamed and twisted, trying to turn Lysa around for the next blow. But Lysa resisted trying desperately to hide, bunch up. It didn't work.
Joanie lashed her across the backs of her thighs, sending Lysa shrieking and heaving on the carpet until her tits were pointing up again. With her usual callousness, Joanie whipped them, getting in three blows before Lysa could twist out of the way and make Elizabeth's tits thrust up for the next series of blows.
The audience was going wild. All three of the men were yelling, telling Joanie where to whip next as they played with their cocks. The whip slapped into Lysa's ass, then Elizabeth's tits and back to Lysa's thrusting tits.
Stepping aside whenever the twisting girls rolled at her legs, Joanie lashed the two of them until they were both leaping and spasming on the carpet with the first spikes of climax.
"Come on, bitches!" Joanie snapped. "Show us what good girls you are-let's see you come!"
The whip rose and fell, and the shrieks and moans of the two bound girls changed as their lust overtook the pain.
Lysa couldn't believe she was coming again, even with the dildo slamming around in her cunt and Elizabeth's clit rubbing hers with endless spikes of fire.
"Aaaaagh!" Lysa yelped as the leather cut into her ass and drove her into another climax. "Aaaghhh, shit, fuck you cunts!"
Elizabeth was in the same shameless state. Her pussy spasmed against Lysa's clit and sucked at the double dildo as it fucked around in their bodies. Her hands went to her tits and rubbed them, only taking them away when a sharp order from Joanie told her to.
For nearly a minute, Joanie held the two girls spasming in climax, the whip urging them on until they were bathed in sweat. Then, with a series of hard sharp blows, she brought them to a final peak with expert use of the thin leather.
"Aaaghhh! Fuck!" Lysa screamed as she climaxed and gave one last heave upward before falling back, feeling Elizabeth collapse along with her.
"Okay," Joanie said, "how about one last round? You guys fuck yourselves out on these two."
Lysa moaned and tried to bury her face in the soft carpet. She couldn't fuck again that night-she just couldn't.
CHAPTER TEN
"Oh, no," Lysa moaned as all of them advanced on her helpless body. She felt Elizabeth squirm against her and the dildo thrust up in her cunt, rasping over the tender cunt walls. She was going to get fucked again.
"Who wants what?" Joanie asked, slowly rubbing the tail of the whip through her fingers.
"Since I only get her tonight," Brad said bitterly, "I'm gonna have her ass."
He pointed at Lysa, and she gave a low moan of terror. She was bent in such a strange position with her legs around Elizabeth and the dildo in them both, how could Brad get his massive cock up her ass?
"Tell you what," Joanie said with a grin. "Why don't we all get in on it at once? A fitting end to the evening, don't you think?" She pirouetted, showing her long legs to the best advantage. "Why don't they suck Anne and me off while we take on you two guys? I'd love another cock before I go."
"Sure," Randy said, "but you suck me off, and Mom can have Johnnie."
Joanie laughed. "I get enough of that fucker's cock, anyway."
"Okay," Brad said impatiently. "Let's get 'em put right." He dropped to the floor and ran his hands over Lysa's tits. "How about my cock up your ass, huh?"
Lysa gasped. His rough hands on her nipples were arousing her again. He played with the hard buds, feeling them swell and stick out as his fingers tightened on them.
"Fuck," he said, "I bet this whore would come if I just did this for another minute."
He worked her nipples with his fingers, rolling them until Lysa stretched back, thrusting her tits up at him in shameless lust.
"Ohhhh, Uncle Brad, don't . . . ohhh, yesss, ohhh!" She rolled and Elizabeth twisted as Lysa's heaving hips thrust the dildo around in her pussy. Lysa's nipples were pulsing as she climbed to orgasm, tingling in the mass of red, whipped flesh. "Oooohh, I'm coming, ohhh!"
With a great big grin on his face, Brad kept the little blonde coming, twisting her nipples as she screamed in ecstasy, her pussy contracting around the dilddo until she shuddered with release.
"Beg for my cock up your ass," he said.
"Yesss! Yesssss!" Lysa screamed. "Fuck my ass! Please, ram your cock up me, please, I deserve it!"
She moaned as more rolling waves of come burst over her.
"Suck it," Brad said, turning so that his huge prick ran over Lysa's lips.
Without a protest, Lysa opened her lips and sucked the monster cock in. She took his prick into her throat, sucking at the cockshaft until her uncle was moaning and fucking at her face.
"Come on, Brad," Joanie said, "there's a lot of us want to get in these cunts."
"Fuckin' wait," Brad said. He moved right behind Lysa, so that her head was bent back and his cock could slide right into her throat. "Open wide."
Lysa relaxed her throat and her uncle's cock slid right in. As they all stood around and watched, he worked his stiff fucker to the balls, then fucked Lysa's mouth, still working her nipples. Then he fucked her mouth until her throat muscles swelled and contracted around the monster invading her.
"You'll fuckin' shoot in a moment, you stupid jerk," Anne said. "Now let the rest of us get in."
"You think you can get out of this cunt's mouth once you're in?" snarled Brad. "Take Elizabeth-she ain't doin' nothin'. "
That wasn't true. Joanie had got tired of waiting and had straddled the dark girl's mouth while taking Randy's long cock into her hungry mouth. Joanie moaned as she sat there, her legs wide, with Elizabeth's frantic mouth sucking her pussy.
"You shit," Anne said. "You're just plain greedy."
"You bet your fuckin' cunt I am," Brad said. "Now shut the fuck up. I'll shoot down her throat, and then you can have her.
His fingers tightened on Lysa's nipples and she gave a long moan of lust as another incredible climax burst over her. At last, she was learning what kind of a girl she really was, a nympho queen, demanding sex night and day.
Her uncle's cock was deep in her throat, and his fingers rolled her nipples until her tits burst out once more in a fire of shuddering climaxes.
"Aagahhhh!" she moaned, her throat spasming around his cockhead. She felt his balls tighten as more cum burst out of them.
"Ohhh, you little cunt!" he moaned. "You're gonna bring me off again."
His cock thrust at her mouth and his fingers clamped on her nipples, pulling them outward until her tits ached with the torture.
He gave a triumphant look at his wife as his cum boiled out of his balls and into Lysa's demanding little mouth.
As the hot cock cream spurted over her tongue and deep into her throat, Lysa thought of what a difference a night could make. Just a few hours before, she was terrified of men and cum. Now she couldn't get enough of it. She loved it, loved the taste and the feel of the hot ropes of white jism as they poured out. She didn't just suck her uncle off, she played with him, letting his cock roll around her mouth, licking the cum over his cockshaft and her lips, showing them all how expert she now was. She made sure she got every drop, sucking at the hard cockhead even as the last dribbles of jism had stopped and Brad was just kneeling there, panting.
He looked at her with glazed eyes, and Lysa knew instantly what she should do. It was utterly depraved, but she wanted to do it.
"Ohhh, Uncle Brad," she purred. "Ohhh, I was such a bad girl to bring you off like that, wasn't I?"
"Yeahhh!" he said.
Lysa felt his cock twitch as he realized what she was asking for.
"I should be punished for that, shouldn't I?" Lysa purred, and her ass went to jelly at the knowledge she was about to get whipped again. "Ohhh, you should whip my ass for as long as it takes you to get hard again and fuck it." She slid his cock back into her mouth and felt it harden again.
"Shhheeeiitttt!" Brad moaned. "How the fuck do you do it?" He slid his cock deep into his depraved niece's little mouth and worked it back out again. "You'll get your ass whipped."
He stood up, his wet cock bouncing as he looked down at Lysa lying there, still lashed to Elizabeth, rubbing her tits, pulling the nipples as she moaned with lust and heaved with the dildo still deep in her cunt.
Brad picked up the whip. "Okay, cunt," he said to Anne, "you can get yours now."
"You don't know how much I'm gonna enjoy keeping your cock out of this whore," she said. "You're gonna pay for every time you have her from now on." She grinned and spread her legs over Lysa's face. She knelt, pushing her pussy onto Lysa's willing lips.
Lysa moaned as her aunt's cunt pushed into her face. She was swimming in a sea of terrible fuck-lust. Everything turned her on. She sucked at the hot wet cunt flesh rubbing her mouth, taking Anne's clit between her teeth and gently sliding them over it. She heard Anne gasp and give a groan of passion while her cunt spasmed and her pussy juices flowed down into Lysa's mouth. Her face running with fuck-juice, Lysa lay there, sucking and licking as the dildo in her cunt rolled with Elizabeth's every movement.
Johnnie put his cock to Anne's mouth. She straightened her back, ramming her cunt down harder and took his cockshaft in her hands while she sucked the long hard fucker.
Then Brad intervened. "You ready for your punishment, girl?"
In the heat of her lust, Lysa had forgotten that. Another climax burst over her as she twisted to thrust her ass up to him. The tight ass muscles quivered as they waited for the agony to burst across them and give her the release she wanted so badly. She heard Elizabeth moan as she twisted to present her ass to the whip too.
The pain erupted from her flesh, and Lysa screamed with desperate lust. She had no idea if Elizabeth was getting whipped as well, and she didn't care. She wanted it, wanted more of it so she could go higher and come in endless climaxes of utter, depraved release.
"Uuuurggghh!" she screamed and her body heaved as her ass thrust up for the next blow. When it came it sent her out of her mind, driving white-hot rods of terrifying lust into her throbbing ass.
"Look at the whore!" Brad yelled. "Oh, fuck! She wants it so bad, look at her!"
Lysa rolled and heaved her ass as the pain drove her to a new high of orgasm at each wonderful beat of the whip. She could feel Elizabeth as she spasmed, heaving against her, trying to get free, but with no success at all. Elizabeth was tied in, and she was going to get everything Lysa got, but she didn't want it like Lysa did.
Lysa moaned as she sucked Anne's clit into her mouth and chewed on the hot wet pussy flesh. There was nothing gentle about it this time. She was out to inflict pain on Anne now.
"You bitch!" Anne screamed. "You fuckin' bitch, whore! You deserve everything you get, bitch! Whore!"
And her cunt throbbed as she rammed it hard against Lysa's mouth, forcing it down tighter the harder Lysa bit and sucked at her. Now Johnnie's cock was ramming deeper into Anne's mouth, and he gasped as her throat tightened around his cockhead, sucking at it until he moaned and twitched in rising climax.
"Shit!" Brad roared. "I gotta fuck this cunt again-look at her!"
Lysa's whole body was heaving as she came, her ass beating in time to the whip, her mouth sucking at Anne's cunt. She was delirious with passion. All she wanted in life was an endless stream of nights like this.
In a rising, churning mass of flesh, Lysa brought all the other five people off together. Her mouth sent Anne into fits of climax until she sucked Johnnie's cock to the balls and his cum gushed out, shooting into Anne's sucking mouth.
At the same time, Elizabeth gave in to the terrible demands of her. The whip cut her ass only slightly, but it was enough with the power of the dildo thrusting up her cunt. She gurgled and writhed as she came, sucking Joanie's hot little cunt, making the blonde moan with lust as her body shook with climax. Joanie's hot little mouth sucked Randy's cock until he moaned and grabbed her blonde hair.
"Shit," Randy groaned, "I'm coming again! What a night, what a fuckin' night!"
His cock jumped as it shot cum into Joanie's mouth. She played with his prick, licking and sucking as the jism poured out over her lips. She licked until his cock was clean and then looked up at him as she took the last of her pleasure from Elizabeth's mouth.
"Now you must promise," Joanie purred, "that you and some of your friends will come over to see me this week. I'll be training Lysa, so we'll need a lot of cocks."
Randy gasped as his heaving fucker finally started to go down. "You bet. You bet!"
"Fuuuuck!" Johnnie yelled as his cock shot cum into Anne's mouth.
She leaned back and took the stream of hot cum over her tits while she jerked his cockshaft, watching him yell in release. She kept him there, even whipping his cockhead on her nipples when his jism just dribbled out of his piss slit.
"Randy's right," Johnnie said. "What a fuckin' night!"
Anne grinned and then slid off Lysa's mouth. She went onto all fours, presenting her tits to the little nympho.
"Lick me clean," she said.
Lysa gurgled as she reached up and greedily licked at the hot gobs of cum all over Anne's tits. She licked her aunt clean and tasted every delicious drop of jism.
"Untie her," Brad said. "I gotta fuck her ass yet."
Lysa saw that his cock was stiff and hard again. He really was going to fuck her ass. She smiled cutely at him as they untied the belts, and she and Elizabeth were free for the first time in what seemed like ages for the two girls.
"Where do you want me, Uncle Brad?" she asked, sliding her hand down to her pussy and rubbing and rubbing it.
"Over the sofa," he said.
Obediently, she got up, walked to the sofa and leaned, face down, over the back. She knew they were all watching. They were all fucked out except her and Brad. She purred as she felt his cock running into her ass crack.
"Come on, stick it up my ass," she whispered. "Ohhh, yeahhh! Just like that, yeahhh!"
Inch by inch, his long hard prick fucked into her shitter. She gasped and supported herself on her hands as he rammed his fucker deep into her ass guts.
"Ohhh, yesss!" he grunted as his balls slapped into his niece's thigh tops. "Ohhhh, I wanted to fuck your ass so much! Yeahhh!"
Slowly, he fucked his prick in again, pushing Lysa into the back of the sofa.
"Ohhh, Uncle," Lysa sobbed, spreading her legs wider. Her ass rammed back at his cock as it fucked into her shithole. "Ohhh, please, Uncle-may I play with my pussy? Please?"
"Sure," he grunted. "But if you don't bring me off, there'll be trouble."
"Ohhh, I'll bring you off," she promised. "Ooooh, will I bring you off!"
Her wicked little fingers played with her pussy as his cock fucked deeper into her ass. She fucked two of her fingers into her cunt, feeling his cock ramming her ass as he fucked and moaned.
"You feel that, Uncle?" she asked.
"Sure do," he groaned. "Oh, yeahhh! Do it like that, honey, do it like that!"
With increasing speed, his cock fucked in and out of Lysa's ass while she rubbed her pussy and worked her fingers along the thin membrane that separated her cunt and ass. She learned at once how to curve her hand so that her fingertips scratched along his cock shaft, sending him yelling with lust as his cock speeded up. He had to fuck the shit out of this kid. He was possessed with the overwhelming desire to have her.
"Oooooh, fuck!" he bellowed. "I'm coming, I'm coming!"
His cock stiffened and twitched as it released yet another load of hot jism.
"Oh, yessss! Uncle, yesss!" Lysa screamed as her fingers and his cock sent another surge of release right through her. Her ass lunged back at his cock as the stream of jism shot into her ass guts, spreading out over her shitter walls with each frantic fuck-stroke of his cock.
"Ooohhh, you whore!" he moaned as his orgasm slowed down.
He leaned across his niece, his cock dribbling cum, his balls feeling as if they'd been utterly emptied and would never get enough cum to fill them again. Slowly, he climbed off and sank into a chair, his slimy cock jerking slightly as if softened. He looked around dully, fucked out of his mind.
"Joanie wants you," Anne said to Lysa. She looked at her husband. "Was it worth it?"
"You bet," he said.
"You've got to be a real good boy to get her again, Anne said. "Remember that."
Lysa pushed herself off the back of the sofa. Her head was reeling with utter satisfaction. She had finally had enough fucking. She could do it again, as many times as she was told to, but she didn't need it with the same desperation. But already she knew that she would want it that badly again, and very soon. She was a slave to sex. And she was beautiful enough to get exactly what she wanted.
She went over to Joanie and stood submissively, waiting for her command.
"Kneel," Joanie demanded.
Lysa knelt and crept between Joanie's wonderful thighs and kissed at the white flesh gently, licking her way closer to the soft red lips of her pussy.
"That's good," Joanie said. "That's exactly the way I like it after I've been fucked out of my mind. Now, just like that."
Softly, Lysa kissed her way up Joanie's thighs until she reached her pussy. There she gave the wet flesh a soft lick and sucked gently at the bud of Joanie's clit.
"That's a good girl," Joanie said. "Now I'm going to take you home and train you properly-how to dress, walk and all that sort of thing."
"Oh, yes, Miss," Lysa whispered as the very thought of it sent soft shudders of passion over her.
"You'll find me a very hard but fair mistress," Joanie said as she spread her legs wider and let the young blonde suck her pussy deeper with her soft mouth. "You will do everything I say, without question."
"Oh, yes, I will, Miss, yes," Lysa moaned, her tongue playing over Joanie's pussylips.
"You will also suck my pussy every time I tell you to" Joanie said. "And I like my pussy sucked a lot."
"Yes, yes!" Lysa gasped. Her heart beat faster with each new demand.
"You will dress in whatever I give you, and you will fuck anybody I tell you to fuck."
Lysa shuddered with lust. "Oh, whatever you say, Miss," she sobbed. "I'll be very good, honest I will!"
"And you'll be punished for everything you do wrong," Joanie said, and her pussy spasmed against Lysa's mouth.
Shamelessly, Lysa rubbed her own pussy, new demands of lust breaking over her.
"Ohhh, I'm such a bad girl," she moaned. "You'll have to punish me a lot, I do lots of things wrong." She moaned as she sucked at Joanie's wonderful soft cunt.
"I know you do," Joanie said softly. "And I know you'll fuck my husband every chance you get, I know whores like you. And you know how severely I punish little girls who fuck my husband."
The two of them climbed to orgasm together, shuddering as the bonds of their lust united them.
"Oh, God! Will you whip me while I suck him off and fuck him?" Lysa gasped, her pussy streaming hot juice.
"Aaaaggghh! You know I will, whore!" Joanie screamed.
And the two of them came together, Lysa's mouth sucking Joanie's cunt until the long-legged blonde lay back on the pillows of the sofa and gurgled with satisfaction.
"Now, be a good girl and go upstairs and pack," Joanie said. "I don't think you'll be wearing many of your clothes while you're with me, but you mighyt as well have them."
"Yes, Miss," Lysa said as she got up.
She rushed upstairs to pack as fast as she could. She couldn't wait for her new life to begin.
