Gillian clutched the cold tabletop and lay there, sobbing. Her ass
ached, and her body throbbed with the pain of the abuses she’d suffered.
Desperately, she raised her head and tried to see if there was some way
out of the room, but there was only the one door and she knew that it
would be locked.
The door opened and Dean and Rose came back in. Rose carried the
whip, and grinned as she strolled over to Gillian.
“Bit rough with old Marty, right?” she said brightly. “Well, don’t
worry, it’s just me and Dean now, and we’ll be real gentle with you,
won’t we?”
“Sure,” Dean said.
Gillian broke into tears.
“Stand up,” Rose said.
Gillian struggled up, her weeping eyes cast down as she leaned back
against the table.
“You’ve got to learn,” Rose said softly, stroking the whip through
her fingers. “You never say no; you know that?”
“Yes,” Gillian whispered, shaking all over.
“So you have to be punished for saying no, don’t you?”
Gillian clutched at her whipped body. “Please, I’ll do anything,
but please, no more of that!”
She nodded at the whip.
“This?” Rose laughed. “Hey, you love this! Come on, tell me how
much you love the whip.”
She advanced on the moaning librarian, and Gillian tried to pull
herself over the table, to escape.
Rose grabbed her and pulled her back, forcing her to her knees.
She stood over Gillian; her legs spread wide, the whip close to
Gillian’s face.
Gillian stared at the white leather dress just inches from her
eyes. Rose’s gloved hand moved closer, holding the whip; running the
tight leather over Gillian’s horrified mouth.
“Lick it, baby. Lick the whip,” Rose purred, sliding the thick
handle over Gillian’s lips. She slid her hands into Gillian’s blonde
hair and held her tightly.
Gillian licked; tasting the leather, the salty sweat on the shiny
handle.
“Good, now suck it,” Rose purred, and turned the whip handle in her
gloved hands, sliding it at Gillian’s mouth. “Get it all wet.”
She eased the whip into Gillian’s mouth, and the helpless librarian
sobbed as it entered. The horrible taste of the leather seethed around
in her mouth, as the rough surface ran over her tongue. She sobbed in
shame, seeing Dean out of the corner of her eye, standing there,
watching her humiliation.
“Deeper, honey. Suck it like it was a real cock, come on, right
in,” Rose purred. She pushed and the top of the handle rasped at
Gillian’s throat, making her gag and heave on the floor. “Naughty; you
took a cock before, so you can take this, come on, swallow it.”
The menace in her voice sent Gillian shuddering and moaning, as she
tried to take more of the whip handle. It pushed at her throat and she
gagged, but somehow she managed to take an inch or so of it; jerking as
her stomach heaved.
Rose eased the whip handle inside, fucking Gillian’s throat with
it, as she held the blonde’s hair.
“Come on, suck the cock, honey, suck it!” Rose grinned, and spread
her legs wider around Gillian’s shivering body. “Now, push my dress
up.”
Gillian managed to slide her hands onto Rose’s thighs, and slowly
pushed the white leather dress up over Rose’s stocking tops and on;
revealing Rose’s creamy thighs. Gillian’s throat spasmed around the
whip handle, as Rose worked the leather in and out of her mouth.
Gillian trembled. Rose had over half of the whip handle in her mouth
and the white gloves rubbed against her soft lips.
“Further!” Rose snapped.
Gillian was ready to throw up. In a dreadful haze of pain and
humiliation, Gillian eased the white leather dress up and finally
exposed Rose’s leather panties.
“Take them off. They clip at the sides,” Rose said, running the
whip handle in and out of Gillian’s throat.
Gillian found the first clip, pulling at it until it came open.
The second one was even easier, and soon the terrified librarian was
pulling the hot leather panties out from around Rose’s garter belt and
holding them; waiting in terror as the whip handle slid in and out of
her throat.
“You’re getting good at this!” Rose laughed. “Now, take the whip
handle and fuck me with it; go on!”
Gillian moaned as Rose let go of the whip. In a heaving terror,
Gillian pulled the handle out of her throat and tried to put it to the
wet lips of Rose’s cunt, while at the same time, holding the white dress
out of the way. Rose laughed and spread her legs, opening the dark-
haired lips of her pussy for Gillian.
“Come on, ram it up me! You hate me, don’t you?”
“No, no, I don’t hate you!” Gillian wept, sliding the whip handle
over Rose’s clit, working it toward the steaming hole of her cunt.
“Liar!” Rose laughed. She grabbed Gillian’s hair again and tilted
the blonde’s head up. “If you don’t hate me, you’re a real wimp. Now,
let’s try that again.”
“No, no, I don’t hate you!”
“You stupid bitch!” Rose snarled.
Gillian screamed as Dean pulled her up, shoving her onto the table
facedown. Then Rose grabbed her hair and held her while Dean took her
legs, pulling them wide open and lashing her ankles to the table legs.
Gillian lay there; spread-eagled on the table, her head hanging
over one side. Dean held the squirming blonde while Rose pulled a chair
up and sat in it, spreading her legs brazenly on either side of
Gillian’s bound body. She tilted her pussy up and pulled Gillian’s head
down, until the two met.
Gillian gave a muffled scream as her face was buried in Rose’s hot
wet cunt. The smell of a woman in heat washed over her, and she
struggled as Rose’s cunt-slit rubbed over her face.
Rose pulled Gillian’s head up, her skirt falling over her captive’s
face, her long stocking-clad legs stretched across the tabletop on
either side of the sobbing blonde.
“Now, get that whip up my cunt!”
Gillian took the whip handle and ran it over Rose’s spread wet
pussy flesh. She found the entrance of Rose’s fuck-hole and eased the
leather handle in, feeling Rose’s cunt muscles spasm around the thick
rod. Gillian worked the handle in and out of Rose’s pussy.
“Mmm,” Rose purred, as she worked her pussy on the whip handle.
“Now, tell me how much you hate me.”
“No, no, I don’t hate you,” Gillian lied. “It’s just that —
aagghhh! Help!”
She twisted desperately, her ass on fire, just in time to see the
thin rod in Dean’s hand.
“No, please! For the love of God, no!” she begged.
“Tell me how much you hate me,” Rose purred, “and don’t let that
handle fall out of my cunt, bitch, or you’ll really get it if you do.”
“No, no, I don’t — aaaghhh! Help no, please, no! Please, don’t
whip me, please!” Gillian struggled and wept, her ass on fire; three
thin lines of agony across her flesh, beaten deep into the already thick
mass of welts there.
“Tell me how much you hate me.”
“Yes, yes, all right, I hate you!” Gillian screamed.
“And work that whip in my cunt!” Rose screamed. “Whip her Dean,
she’s gotta learn!”
Aaaghgh, no, no please — uurrghh!” Gillian twisted and jerked on
the tabletop, her legs squirming on the polished surface, her ass
burning with a desperate fire.
“Work that thing in my cunt, bitch! Do as you’re told!” Rose
yelled, jerking her pussy over the thick whip handle.
The rod lashed Gillian’s trembling ass. She worked the whip handle
into Rose’s spasming cunt; sweat running down her face, her ass
twitching, as she waited for the next blow.
“Yeaahhh!” Rose yelled. “Better, whore. Now do it. Tell me how
much you hate me!”
Rose slammed her cunt all the way up the whip handle, her white
gloved hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly.
“I hate you!” Gillian screamed, ramming the whip handle into Rose’s
pussy with all the force she had.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now, fuck me! Come on! Fuck me with that
handle — you hate me, you hate me!” Rose jerked and tossed in the
chair, her wet cunt sucking in the whip handle.
“Yes, aaaghghhh! Fuck, you bastard!” Gillian screamed as the rod
whipped her ass once more. “I hate you, I hate you both!”
“Yeahhh, and all you can do is lie there and fuck my pussy with a
whip and take a beating, right?” Rose screamed, lurching upward, her
cunt taking the whole of the whip handle into her hot cunt.
“Yes, yes — urrghhh! You fuckers, you bastards, you shits!”
Gillian screamed. She pumped the whip handle into Rose’s pussy, her
hand rubbing over the woman’s clit, getting wet with Rose’s juices.
“So fuck me like you hate me, bitch! Come on, show you hate me,
you wimp, you dirty little wimp!” Rose heaved in the chair, her long
legs trembling around Gillian’s bound body, her white leather dress
sliding up over her hips.
Gillian screamed, and rammed the whip handle into Rose’s cunt as
hard as she could. Then she hauled it out and slammed it back in, her
hand running hard into Rose’s clit. Furiously, sweat pouring off her
face, her ass twitching as she waited for the whip, she fucked Rose’s
cunt; slamming the whip handle into the woman’s hot wet fuck hole.
Rose spasmed and jerked in the chair, gasping with lust. Her
thighs spread wider and she leaned back, running her hands inside the
top of her dress, caressing her tits through her tiny bra. She rolled
her large, crinkled nipples in her fingers; moaning as her passion
mounted.
“Yesss, come on, bitch! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! You wanna kill
me, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes!” Gillian screamed, jerking as the rod cut into her ass.
“But you have to fuck me instead, bitch, right?” Rose yelled, her
hot cunt swallowing the whip handle in a great gulp.
“I hate you, I hate you!” Gillian screamed, ramming the whip handle
deep in Rose’s cunt. “Aaaaagghhh!”
The rod lashed her ass, and beat a terrible line across it.
“But you have to fuck me, don’t you, bitch? You can’t do what you
want, right?” Rose screamed, her hips jerking faster and faster.
“Yes, yes, I do!” Gillian sobbed, her tits rubbing against the edge
of the table; her hands cramping as she rammed the whip into Rose’s
cunt. But the rod whipped her again, and her screams echoed around the
room, as she jerked and flopped against the polished tabletop.
“Say it, bitch! Say you have to fuck me! Come on, bitch!” Rose
demanded.
“Uaaghhh! I have to fuck you!” Gillian sobbed.
“And you hate that, you wanna kill me so bad!”
“Yes, yes, I do!”
“But you have to fuck me!” Rose leaned back and roared with
laughter.
“Yes, yes, you bitch, I have to fuck you and I wanna tear you to
pieces!” Gillian screeched, jerking as another lash of the rod beat into
her ass.
“Welcome to real life, bitch!” Rose screamed, climaxing in the
chair. “Learn it, use it; it’s the only way to win! Aaahhh, yeahhhhh!”
She peaked, her cunt throbbing around the length of the whip handle
as she came down from her climax, gasping with pleasure.
Gillian held the whip handle in Rose’s cunt; her fingers wet with
cuntal juices, her ass burning from the rod. She sobbed, her body
aching and throbbing. She felt desperately humiliated, but something
she had never known before was churning in her guts. It was a strange
satisfaction, and she had no idea where it had come from, or what it
was.
Rose laughed, and slid her white leather dress back down her
thighs, covering Gillian’s hand and the whip handle.
“Now take it out, slowly,” she ordered.
Gillian moaned, as she eased the whip handle out of Rose’s sucking
cunt. It came out wet and slippery; shining in the light. She reached
back and rubbed her ass, moaning in horror, as she found a smear of
blood on her flesh.
“Lick it clean!” Rose snapped.
Gillian gave in at once, licking her tongue over the handle of the
whip, tasting Rose’s hot salty pussy juices.
“See?” Rose laughed. “This is how it is, honey; learn how to win,
if you can.”
She burst into peals of laughter and slid her hand up under the hem
of her dress, reaching up for her pussy. Her eyes went hazy with lust
as she rubbed her clit for a few moments, watching Gillian lick the whip
handle. Almost instantly, her ass jerked and she gave a moan of lust.
“Lick it!” she gasped, and her fingers blurred on her clit. She
gave a long moan and climaxed; her free hand working her nipples as she
watched the suffering librarian. “Ram it down your throat! Get it down
before I finish cumming!”
Gillian broke into sobs of horror, but she dared not disobey. She
slid the tip of the handle into her mouth and pushed it down, reaching
her throat, where it stuck and she gagged.
“Get it right down your throat!” Rose screamed, her white dress
tossing over her thighs, as she rubbed her clit and twisted her ass,
beating her pussy hard against the tabletop. Gillian’s throat opened
and she got a little of the whip handle in. She knew what was coming.
As Rose’s fingers rubbed under the white dress, inches from Gillian’s
nose, she gave a deep gasp of passion.
“Deeper!” she screamed, jerking in the chair, her legs shivering
around Gillian’s helpless body.
Gillian’s gurgling scream rang out as the rod lashed her ass.
Another four or five inches of whip handle sank into her mouth.
“Deeper, deeper!” Rose demanded, her eyes blurred and misty.
The rod lashed across her ass and Gillian screamed, sinking the
whip handle right into her throat, pumping her head up and down on the
plaited leather; the handle rasping over her throat as the rod lashed
her again.
Rose gave a scream of final climax, rolling in her chair; sinking
back down as her satisfaction rolled over her in soft waves.
“Better,” Rose purred, “better.”
The rod stopped and Gillian lay there, keeping the leather handle
in her mouth. She looked up and there was Dean, just standing with the
thin rod, grinning at her.
“Now it’s my turn,” he said. “I’ve been waiting to get my hands on
you for months.”
Rose laughed and drew her long legs over Gillian’s head.
“I bet I know how you want it, you fucker,” she commented.
“You got it,” Dean grunted, as he untied Gillian’s ankle bonds.
“Get up.”
Gillian tried to rise, but she hurt too much and she felt too
exhausted. She burst into tears.
“Please, why are you doing this to me? What did I do to you?”
She turned a tear-stained face to him, but he wasn’t impressed.
“Get up,” he said, and then grabbed her hair to help her.
With a scream, Gillian landed on her feet on the floor by the
table. She took one look and burst into hysterics.
“No, not that, nooooo!” she wailed, seeing Rose standing by the
horrible rack.
“Walk to it, honey; walk to it!” Dean ordered.
“No, please, not that, please!”
“Walk to it!”
“No!” Gillian screamed.
She broke down completely, as Dean twisted her arm behind her back
and marched her over to the rack. Screaming at the top of her voice,
she struggled, but it was hopeless. The rack was vertical and Dean
flung her between the uprights in a moment. Before Gillian knew what
was happening, her wrists were in thick leather straps.
Begging and pleading every step of the way, she struggled as the
straps were pulled up, to the top corners of the rack, and they
stretched her; hanging her by her arms. Then they did the same to her
feet; pulling her legs wide open, so that her body formed a letter X
between the sides of the rack.
They pushed buttons and electric motors whirred, stretching the
ropes out, until the pain ran down Gillian’s arms and legs and through
her whole body.
They shut the motors off when they were satisfied the ropes were
tight enough.
Gillian hung there; spread-eagled, sobbing her heart out as Dean
slid a bench between her legs. Behind him, Rose stood playing with the
whip, watching Gillian’s tits pulsate with the pain of her bondage.
Rose’s white dress top was open and her bra had been pushed aside,
showing the swells of her luscious tits. She ran her fingers over her
nipples, enjoying every minute of Gillian’s pain.
Standing at the end of the bench, in full view of Gillian, Dean
started to take his clothes off. Even through her pain, Gillian wanted
to see Dean’s cock; to see what she would have to suffer, but she wasn’t
ready for it. When his pants were down and he was reaching for his
briefs, she could see that his cock was a monster; standing out like a
massive skewer. She gave a sob of horror.
Dean’s cock was enormous; it had to be a foot of thick meat, and
Gillian knew she’d never get it into her tight little cunt.
Rose saw her face and laughed. “You’ll beg for that cock when
we’ve finished with you.”
Dean lay on the bench; his cock sticking up, the massive round
cockhead just inches from Gillian’s pussy. He ran his fingers over her
clit, and Gillian spasmed with an agonizing passion.
“Did Marty ass-fuck you?”
“Yes,” Gillian sobbed. “He’s a beast, a horror, a –”
“Shut up! I hope for your sake that he didn’t break your cherry.
I get real pissed when I lose a chance at that.” Almost casually, Dean
slid his finger up into Gillian’s cunt. “Wow, fancy that; it didn’t
break! Now, you beg me to fuck you when you’re ready. You see this?”
He showed Gillian a little box.
“Yes,” Gillian whispered.
“It lowers the rack, so that your cunt goes over my cock. Simple.”
He pressed a button and more motors whirred, letting the rack down a few
inches.
Gillian screamed as Dean’s enormous round cockhead pushed at the
entrance to her pussy. Even that contact sent shivers of horror through
her. Her cuntwalls stretched and ached, and she could see the rest of
his enormous prick, reaching between her stretched thighs.
“Beg me,” Dean said.
“No, please, for the love of God, please, no! Aaahh! Noooo!”
Gillian’s wide, terrified eyes stared at Rose, as the woman swung the
whip and the tail curled through the air. Gillian screamed as the
leather cut right across her lovely tits, beating thick welts over her
tit-mounds.
“Beg me!”
“Please, fuck me, please! Aaaghhh! Please, do it, please!”
Gillian begged, as the whip lashed her tits, cutting across them,
leaving red lines across her flesh. She heaved on the ropes; her body
tight and twisting in pain and horror, her cunt inching down toward
Dean’s prick.
“Like this?” Dean chuckled.
He pushed a button on the box. The motors whirred and Gillian’s
tight little cunt sank an inch farther onto his cock.
“Aaaghh, yes, yes, no, no!” Gillian screamed, as Rose whipped her
tits again. “I did what you said!”
The whip curled in the air.
“So what?” Rose yelled. “This is the way it is, honey; this is
it!”
She gave a horrible laugh, as the whip lashed out and cut across
Gillian’s nipples, beating red hot pain all over the bound librarian.
“More!” Dean yelled; his cock throbbing and shoving a couple more
inches into Gillian’s shuddering cunt.
“Yes, yes, please! No, aagghhh!” Gillian screamed, as the whip
beat her tits to the side, leaving another thick welt of pain across her
flesh. Her body tossed, the motors whirred, and she sank another inch
onto Dean’s fucker.
Her pussywalls were stretched to the limit by the enormous fuck-
rod. The tip of Dean’s fucker came up against her cherry. She tossed;
her body throbbing, her tits heaving under the assault of the whip, her
pussy spasming with the thick cockhead buried in it.
“Beg me to fuck you!” Dean yelled, lying on the bench, holding the
box; his cock still in her cunt, waiting.
“Please, fuck me!” Gillian wailed, screaming, as the whip lashed
out and beat her tits. “Please, please!”
“You’re a real little whore, right?” Rose yelled, lashing Gillian
again, curling the whip expertly around the librarian’s body and onto
her ass. “You’re only doing this to get a promotion in the library,
right?”
The whip curled around Gillian’s tits.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Gillian confessed, weeping and jerking on the
ropes.
“You just fuck to get what you want, huh?” Rose laughed, whipping
Gillian’s ass again.
“Yes!” Gillian screamed, her body throbbing with pain, her cunt
heaving up and down, still riding the first few inches of Dean’s thick
fucker.
Rose laughed. “Okay, bitch, you got it.”
The whip curled across Gillian’s ass and Dean pushed a button.
The motors whirred, and Gillian came down, but Dean held her up by
her thighs for a moment; keeping her cunt high on his cock. Gillian
pleaded and begged; her body aching as the whip lashed her ass, curling
expertly around her body. Then Rose lashed her tits.
Gillian leaped; jerking on the ropes, surging up and then down, her
already-wet cunt sliding over Dean’s massive cock. He let go of her
thighs as his cockhead rushed up her cunt; coming into contact with
Gillian’s cherry. For a moment, her cherry was stretched; then it gave
way and Dean’s massive long fuck-rod surged to the top of her quivering
cunt.
Gillian gave a long drawn-out scream.
Her virginity was gone.
Chapter 5
“Yeahhh!” Dean roared, as his cock rushed to the top of Gillian’s
quivering cunt. “Fuck, yeah! Ain’t that great, baby, hey?”
He hunched up on the bench and rammed Gillian upward; an inch or
so, until the leg straps jerked her to a halt.
Gillian shrieked as her pussy walls were stretched, with Dean’s
massive fucker buried between them. Her body tossed wildly as she saw
the whip lashing in, cutting across her tits once more. The agony
rushed out of her reddened tit-flesh, and she screamed; a scream of
absolute desperation and pain.
“Come on, bitch, don’t you love to be fucked!” Rose yelled, lashing
Gillian’s body.
“Urrghh! Yes, yes, I love to be fucked!” Gillian screeched in her
pain; her pussy throbbing and heaving around Dean’s massive hunk of fuck
meat. Her hands were clutching at the bonds, pulling wildly and to no
avail. The rack shook, but that was all. “Please, please, don’t whip
me!”
“I’ll whip you when I like, you little cunt!” Rose yelled, lashing
her again, cutting Gillian’s tits. “Don’t you ever beg me to stop, got
that?”
“Aaaghhh! Yes, yes!” Gillian screamed, jerking helplessly, her
body taut between the bonds. Her cunt throbbed as Dean’s cock reamed
her fuck channel out.
Dean lay below the suffering librarian, grinning as he fucked her;
his thick prick sliding in and out with no trouble on Gillian’s freely
flowing pussy juices. He gripped her spread thighs, rocking her on his
cock, as he fucked her.
The little blonde moaned as the whip cut her. She felt the leather
tail whip into her ass once more, beating more pain into her flesh. She
jerked and her cunt slid down Dean’s cock, taking it all between her
shivering pussy walls.
Rose was whipping her to the beat of Dean’s fucking; the whip
lashing in, just as he rammed his cock up her cunt. And the combination
was driving Gillian out of her mind. The agony surged out; yet, at the
same time, the pain from Dean’s cock was dropping away. The rasping of
that thick male fuck meat in her cunt was driving arrows of horrible
pleasure into Gillian; arrows that shot through her body, mingling with
the pain of the whip.
“Yeah, come on, whore! Let’s see you cum!” Rose screamed, lashing
Gillian’s tits as the bound librarian screamed and tossed, her cunt
swallowing Dean’s cock in one great gulp.
“Show us, bitch, show us; you beautiful little cunt!”
Her arms flung back, whipping into the leather, Rose watched as
Gillian screamed. Slowly, Rose slid her hand into the slit of her skirt
and over her thighs, reaching for her hot little pussy. Breathlessly
she stroked her clit; her fingers sliding on her juices, digging at her
flesh as she watched Gillian struggle.
Gillian leaped and jerked as the whip cut her ass. Dean’s cock
slammed to the top of her cunt. Her screams rang around the room,
echoing from the walls as her beaten flesh throbbed. Sweat gleamed on
her skin as she struggled against the ropes; her pussy jerking on Dean’s
prick, thrusting for it, almost begging for more of the male fuck meat.
“Come on, bitch! Come on, you beautiful little cunt! Show us!”
Rose yelled, lashing Gillian’s ass.
Gillian’s head spun. Her pussy spasmed and throbbed, jerking
around the base of the rock-hard cock filling her fuck hole. Her arms
tensed. For a second, she hung; Dean’s cockhead just inside the
entrance of her throbbing pussy.
Then the whip cut her tits. Gillian screamed. Dean’s cock was
buried once more in her hot little fuck-hole.
The door opened, and Alda walked in with two more of the male
members of the staff; both young, both hung, and both hard. Alda still
had on her white shoes and stockings, but she had added a blue and white
slip to the ensemble. The hem came just under her ass and flicked
brazenly as she walked.
“Fuck, she’s busy,” Alda said, to the two men. “You wanna wait and
fuck her?”
“Jesus!” one of the boys gasped. He stared at Gillian, who was
jerking her cunt down on Dean’s cock; gasping and screaming with lust
that was totally out of control.
“Get the fuck out!” Dean yelled, but Alda ignored him.
“If you wanna fuck her, you have to make me happy till then,” Alda
pouted, sliding her hand over the boy’s cock. “You have to suck me;
that’s fair, and you work my tits. If you wanna fuck her.”
She sat on a table, leaning back and spreading her thighs; easing
her slip up to show her dark haired pussy mound.
Dean growled and seemed to be about to yell at Alda again, but the
whip lashed into Gillian’s tits, and the heave she gave sucked at his
cock so hard that he gasped with pleasure and sank back on the bench.
“Fuck!” one of the boys sighed.
He climbed onto the table and sank his mouth over Alda’s luscious
tit, holding the other one in his hand. Moaning with lust, he ran his
teeth over her nipple, biting it; sending Alda into an immediate
screaming fit of lust.
“Come on, suck my pussy!” she demanded. “If you wanna fuck her!”
The other boy stared at the open pussy for a moment, then sank to
his knees between her thighs, sliding them over his shoulders before he
sank his mouth over the hot wet gash of her cunt.
“Ohhhh! Yes, that’s nice!” Alda moaned. “Do it to me, boys! Do
it — uurrhh!”
She writhed on the tabletop, her thighs spread wide, and her body
throbbing with lust as she was sucked to climax.
Gillian thrashed around on the rack as surging passion overwhelmed
her pain, driving her screaming into spasms of raging lust. Her pussy
was exploding, with the throbbing shaft of Dean’s cock slamming up to
the top of it, raping her pussy walls with each stroke. She screamed as
the whip cut her tits.
“Come on, bitch! Show us! Show us!” Rose yelled, lashing
Gillian’s ass; rubbing her own clit as she stared at the spasming girl.
“Cum, bitch, we wanna see you cum!”
She whipped Gillian’s tits, landing it with perfect precision on
Gillian’s nipples.
“Auurrghh!” Gillian screamed, jerking, her tits bouncing to the
blow.
Her cunt throbbed and spasmed, and a rush of pure lust surged up
over her. She wailed, jerked and came; her whole body on fire.
“Noooo!” she wailed, her cunt sucking at Dean’s cock with a passion
that she had never known before. She pulled hard with her hands; her
tits thrusting out for the whip, her pussy desperate for Dean’s cock to
fill it. “Please, noooo!”
“Fuck, she’s gonna do it!” Dean roared, hunching his ass up, his
cock disappearing into Gillian’s sucking cunt-hole. “Fuck, she is, she
is!”
“Aaaghghh!” the bound librarian screamed, her body out of control,
as she came.
Gillian had never felt passion like this before. It overwhelmed
her at each lash of the whip, each thrust of Dean’s cock into her cunt.
And now she could feel his massive prick, swelling and throbbing with
the rush of cum surging in his balls. The whip beat into her ass. She
came; screaming, wailing, her cunt sucking and clutching at Dean’s cock,
as he yelled and lurched up off the bench.
“Ohhh, fuck, yes!” he roared, his prick pounding up into her soft
wet cunt, cum surging out of his balls and up his thick cockshaft.
“Yaaahhh!”
He gasped, as the first jet of his jizz poured into Gillian’s
throbbing fuck-hole.
“Go, baby, go! Come on, show us!” Rose screamed; lashing Gillian,
beating the librarian’s tits and ass with continuous strokes. Rose’s
fingers blurred on her pussy. “Come on!”
Gillian’s body was shattered by the most incredible climax, as hot
sticky cum gushed into her pussy. Her scream sent Alda into orgasm as
she lay on the tabletop, her pussy and her tits being worked over by the
two boys. Another streak of spunk rushed into her cunt, and Gillian
screamed harder; her eyes closing, her body wet with sweat.
“Yeah, oohhh, yeah!” Dean yelled, jerking up from the bench, his
cock shooting streaming fuck juice out of his balls; splattering it all
over her cunt, filling it, as his cock slammed up into her cunt.
“Fuck me, bitch! You’re worth it, fuck, you are!” he roared in
helpless release.
“Aaaggghhh!” Gillian wailed as she came, passion erupting over her
with each shot of hot jizz in her cunt. “No, please, no!”
Gillian was cumming, jerking, out of her mind with passion. Her
hips throbbed and heaved; her tits thrust out, taking the full power of
the whip with each stroke. There was blood on the underside of one tit
where her skin had split, but nothing stopped Gillian’s raging lust.
“Noooo, please, don’t do it, stop!” she screamed, her cunt sucking
more white gooey cum out of Dean’s cock as she rammed her pussy down
around it.
She wailed as Dean spewed the last massive shot of his jizz into
her cunt. Her pussy spasmed around the thick fuck-rod, taking even more
satisfaction from the rock-hard cock.
Dean gasped and thrust as he lay there; his cock oozing cum, while
Gillian still rode it, tossing around on the ropes, her orgasm still
raging.
“Fuck!” Rose yelled, lashing Gillian’s jerking ass.
“No, stop!” Dean snapped.
He held Gillian on his cock; watching her, as the little blonde
librarian sobbed and screamed, trying to get full satisfaction.
But she couldn’t, and she slowly came down; the pain from her
whipped tits and ass taking over from the passion. She became aware
that her legs ached and that her whole body throbbed with pain. Slowly
she collapsed; hanging on the ropes, her cunt still twitching around
Dean’s cock, sweat running down her body, between her tits, mixing with
the smear of blood from her cut tit.
“Take her down,” Dean said, pulling his prick out of Gillian’s
pussy and climbing off the bench.
He and Rose had Gillian down in moments; dropping her to the floor,
where she curled up on the carpet and lay there, slowly rubbing her
whipped tits and ass.
“Now, bitch!” Dean snapped, walking over to where Alda lay on the
table. “You know the rules; you don’t crash in unless you’re asked.”
“Oooh, did I do wrong, Dean?” Alda whimpered. “I’m so sorry, I
just thought –”
“Over the bar!”
“No, Dean, no!” Alda screeched, throwing the boys aside and rushing
at Dean. “You can’t, no, not that, no!”
He grabbed her wrists and spun her around, holding her as she
screamed and yelled.
“You boys wanna instruct this bitch on how to behave? Just do what
I say. Come on!”
“No! You jerk, you lousy jerk!” Alda screamed, as she was hustled
over to the rack.
Instead of being hung up like Gillian, Alda was bent over the lower
bar of the rack, and her wrists were lashed to her widespread ankles,
which were lashed to the base of the rack. She screamed; her slip
falling over her back, revealing her wet pussy lips and taut asscheeks.
“Not you, bitch!” Alda screamed, looking up to see Rose, standing
there with the whip in her hand.
“You don’t make bargains,” Rose sneered, smoothing her white dress
down over her thighs. “You bitch! You’re the one who makes him do
these things!” Alda screamed.
“Okay, boys,” Dean said, handing one of them a thin rod. “One of
you beats the little bitch, while the other gets a blow job. Then you
change. Sound good? You do like blow jobs, don’t you?”
“Fuck!” one boy gasped; his long dark hair falling over his face as
he looked at the rod. “You mean on her ass?”
“Hard,” Dean said. “She knows the rules.”
“Jesus!” The boy looked at his friend. “You wanna go first?”
“Sure,” the other one said, trying to sound casual, while his prick
stuck out like a skewer. He went to the bound Alda and sat down on the
floor in front of her; his body between her spread legs, his legs
pushing out around her head, his cock pushing at her mouth.
“You fucker!” Alda screamed. “I don’t get this kind of treatment!”
“If you break the rules, you do,” Dean said casually, sitting down.
“Now suck, bitch! It’s faster that way.”
“Fuck off!” Alda screamed, straining against the bonds.
“Go on,” Dean said to the boy with the dark hair. “Hard.”
The boy raised the rod and held it for a moment. Then he lashed it
down across Alda’s tight asscheeks.
“Aaagghhh — bastard! Fucker!” Alda yelled, as a red line appeared
on her flesh.
“Harder!” Dean ordered.
“No, no — aaagghhh!” Alda screamed, tossing on the bar, her legs
trembling with pain.
“Better. Now, get on and suck, honey; this goes on till he cums.”
Dean leaned back in the chair and looked over at Gillian. “Come here.”
Gillian moaned as she forced herself to her hands and knees. Her
whole body ached as she crawled across the floor to Dean. His cock had
only gone down a little, and it was stiffening with each scream Alda
gave. Gillian knew what Dean wanted.
“Suck it,” he ordered. “Gently. Don’t make me cum, or you’ll be
over the bar with Alda.”
Gillian surrendered at once. She crawled between his legs and took
his massive fuck-rod in her hands; running her soft lips over it,
licking at the cum-smeared flesh, kissing the hardening cock head.
Dean grunted and ran his fingers through Gillian’s blonde hair.
“You’re a mess. We’ll have to get Rose to do you up later.” He
took hold of his cockshaft and slid it over Gillian’s lips, making her
lick and suck it as he wanted. “Nice; you’re getting good at this.”
Gillian moaned, wishing she was dead. And yet, the feel of hard
male cock in her mouth was a real turn-on; reminding her of stiff meat
up her pussy and in her ass. She trembled, wondering what was happening
to her.
Alda screamed, as another thin line of pain appeared on her ass.
“Suck him, honey,” Dean said, holding Gillian’s mouth to his cock.
“Fuck you!” Alda screamed, but her lips moved closer to the long
throbbing cock that the boy held close to her mouth. The rod lashed her
ass hard. She screamed, and her lips ran over the prickhead thrusting
there.
“Suck it; stop pretending!” Dean said.
“You shit, you fuck-faced shit! Aaghhh!” Alda screamed, and sank
her mouth over the thick dickmeat. Her throat opened as she sucked the
boy’s cockhead in to the hilt; her throat throbbing as she sucked him.
“Fuckin’ Jesus!” the boy gasped; jerking his ass off the floor,
watching his cock vanish into Alda’s sucking mouth. “Shit, I never got
sucked like this — ohhhh, fuck! Hey, Benny, whip her fast; I can’t
hold out for long!”
But Benny wasn’t really listening. He lashed Alda’s red-lined ass,
bending it with the force of the blows. And all the while his hand
eased up and down his cock, stroking the stiff shaft while his eyes
devoured Alda’s struggling body.
“Ooooohh, fuck!” the boy on the floor moaned, watching his cock
vanish into Alda’s sucking throat. “I can’t hold on; I can’t!”
He fucked his cock into Alda’s throat harder and faster. Brutally,
he gripped her hair; pulling her mouth even farther onto his jerking
prick.
“Fuck, I gotta cum!” he yelled; leaning back, gasping with lust.
Benny lashed Alda’s bound ass; stroking his cock faster and harder,
his ass beginning to jerk, his prick swelling in his hand.
Rose leaned over Dean, as he ran his massive fuck-rod between
Gillian’s innocent lips.
“He’s gonna cum,” she murmured.
“So, you want the second turn.” Dean laughed.
“You understand me perfectly,” Rose purred and strolled over to
Alda.
Alda’s ass jerked on the bar, as the rod lashed into it. The red
lines had become a mass of crimson flesh and each new blow sent her
thrashing harder, her mouth sunk to the limit on the boy’s cock. Her
large, swelling tits jerked and rolled as she struggled on the bar.
“Fuuuuck!” the boy on the floor yelled.
He fucked his cock into Alda’s throat, right to the hilt, as it
throbbed and pounded with the cum rushing up it.
“Yeaaahhh!” he bellowed, as his streaming white goo poured into
Alda’s throat. “Suck it all down!”
“Jesus! Hell! Fuuuuuuck!” Benny yelled, his eyes becoming glazed,
as his hand blurred on his cock. His arm swung, lashing Alda’s
squirming ass. A stream of cum shot out of his cock slit, through the
air, and splattered onto Alda’s ass. He whipped Alda hard; the rod
lashing into his cum and beating some of it away, as another stream
gushed out of his cock and over Alda’s beaten ass.
Cum filled her mouth, and oozed from the corners of her soft lips,
as she sucked and swallowed. Jizz poured over her, as the boy bellowed
and jerked, gasping with release.
“Fuuuuuck!” Benny moaned, jerking his cock as another massive jet
of fuck juice poured out and over Alda’s heaving ass. He lashed the
bound girl; beating gobs of his jizz into her flesh and splattering them
across her body. He gasped, his hand still blurring on his prick; cum
gushing out of his piss-slit.
Dean guided Gillian’s mouth on his cock, stroking her soft lips
over his hard flesh. “Glad that isn’t you, getting your ass whipped?”
That thought had more than crossed Gillian’s mind. Each scream
Alda gave seemed to send electric shocks through her, making sucking
Dean’s cock more exciting. She moaned, feeling his prick meat throb in
her mouth.
“How would you like to fuck those two boys?” Dean asked.
Gillian gave a moan of horror and shook her head.
“Wrong answer, honey. Now, how would you like to fuck those two
boys?”
“Yes, yes, I’d like that,” Gillian moaned.
“While they really give your nipples a working over, right?”
“Yes, yes, that would be nice,” Gillian wept.
“Well, maybe, maybe.” Dean chuckled. “But, right now, I’ve gotta
decide how to fuck you; this hard-on won’t wait much longer.”
Rose ran her fingers down Benny’s back, as he gasped, holding his
cock while the last of his cum dribbled out of it. His eyes were
glassy.
“You young fuckers, so impatient,” Rose crooned, “but I can’t
complain. But if you want to be useful around here, get your cock hard
again. Fast.”
“Yeah, don’t worry, I can do it,” Benny gasped.
“I hope so.” Rose laughed and tapped the other boy on the
shoulder. “Time to go to work, Jack.”
Jack held Alda’s sobbing mouth to his cock, stroking his softening
cock over her lips. He turned and looked up Rose’s legs; right under
her dress. At the sight of her luscious thighs and dark pussy mound,
his cock started to get hard again.
“Don’t even think it, honey,” Rose chuckled. “Just do what you’re
told and you’ll get more than enough pussy. Now, up.”
Jack pulled his cock out of Alda’s mouth and got to his feet;
taking the rod, testing it.
“Use it properly,” Rose said. “And get me that low stool.”
Jack hurried to obey, while Rose stared at Alda’s suffering face.
“Ready for me?” Rose asked, running her finger in the cum pooled on
Alda’s ass.
Alda gave a moan of pain, as Rose prodded her bruises.
“Not you, please no!” she moaned.
“Sorry, bitch, but Benny here shot, so you can’t blow him yet.”
Rose played with her blonde hair.
Jack brought the stool.
“You bitch!” Alda moaned, as Rose carefully put the stool close to
her head.
Rose made a performance out of it, easing her dress up. Then she
sat carefully on the stool and spread her legs, her hot wet pussy easing
closer to Alda’s mouth.
“Whip her, Jack,” she said.
Gillian moaned as Dean pushed her away from his cock.
“I know what I want,” he said.
Chapter 6
“No, you bastard, no!” Alda screeched, as she turned around to eye
the boy she’d just sucked off. “I got you here; you don’t whip me, you
fucker!”
Rose shoved Alda’s head between her legs. “Suck, you bitch!
You’re just an assistant; don’t act like a boss!”
Alda twisted out of Rose’s grasp again.
“Don’t do it, Jack!” she screamed at the boy.
Jack grinned a little, playing the rod through his fingers. “But
your boss told me to do it.”
“Don’t listen to — aaaghgh!” Alda screamed, as Rose grabbed her
hair and slapped her hard across the face. “You bitch!”
Rose slapped her again, hard and right across her face.
“Learn, bitch!” Rose snapped. “Now, suck pussy, or I’ll keep you
on that bar until you’ve blown every man in this hotel!”
That sobered Alda up. She moaned, and sank her soft lips over
Rose’s hot wet cunt. Rose gave a murmur of pleasure and spread her
thighs wider, holding Alda’s head closer to her cunt.
Jack lined the rod up on Alda’s ass, running it over the red flesh;
making Alda jerk and moan as she sucked Rose’s pussy. Jack gasped, his
hand on his cock, rubbing it hard.
“Don’t do what your friend did,” Rose warned. “I want this bitch
fucked out of her mind after this.”
“Hey, lady, whatever you say,” Jack gasped, lashing Alda’s ass.
Alda screamed and rocked on the bar; her ass jerking and twitching
as the thin rod bounced up off her flesh. She gasped as Rose pulled her
head closer, ramming her mouth onto the crack of her pussy.
“Come on, bitch, suck me nicely!” Rose purred, pushing her cunt
harder into Alda’s face.
“Shit!” Jack gasped, as he lashed Alda’s ass.
He pulled on his cock, dragging the last inch of stiffness back
into it. With his eyes glaring, he lashed Alda’s jerking ass-flesh,
gripping his cock harder, jerking at it as he lashed the screaming girl.
“Harder!” Rose snapped. “She needs it harder!”
Jack gasped and lashed Alda’s ass, beating it into her asscheeks
with furious strokes. Alda screamed into Rose’s pussy; sucking and
biting at the hot flesh, getting a moan of satisfaction from Rose.
“Yeah, that’s better,” Rose purred. “Keep it up, Jack! Keep it
up!”
Jack lashed Alda with greater fury; still rubbing his cock, staring
at the two women.
Dean pulled Gillian up by her hair and grinned at her. “You know
what I want?”
“No,” Gillian whispered.
“I want you to beg me to put a vibrator up your pussy, while I fuck
your ass.”
Gillian dropped her eyes, terrified again.
“Sure, you want to do that, don’t you?” Dean sighed, slipping his
fingers around Gillian’s whipped nipples. “Tell me how much you want to
do that.”
He tightened his grip, rolling Gillian’s crinkled nipple flesh,
sending sharp pains out of the whipped buds.
“Yes, yes, I’d love to do that!” Gillian moaned, jerking to the
pulse of the pain.
“Sure?” Dean whispered.
Gillian gasped, thrusting her tits at his hands.
“Try me,” she moaned, her head spinning convulsively.
Dean laughed and twisted her nipples harder. Gillian moaned, and
spasms of excitement rushed out of her pussy. The agony pouring from
her tits was seething through her body, making her feel weak with
horrible excitement.
“Get up,” Dean said. “Go to the cabinet over there and pick a
vibrator. Do it!”
Gillian staggered to her feet, her head ringing with lust. She
glanced at Dean for a moment, then broke into sobs. She turned and
staggered to the closet, hearing Alda’s screams as the rod lashed her
tight ass.
Gillian turned, looking at the perverted scene before her. Jack
lashed Alda’s ass while the bound girl sucked on Rose’s pussy. Rose sat
on the seat, rubbing her pussy against Alda’s helpless mouth. To one
side, Benny waited; rubbing his cock, getting it hard again as he
watched.
It all sent Gillian into deeper sobs of disgust. She turned, and
pulled open the cabinet door. There were rows and rows of vibrators and
dildos, ranging in size; from six inches to massive ones, that would
split her body in two. She gasped and ran her fingers over them,
feeling the softness in some of them, and the massive hardness of
others. Some were ebony, and the jet-black shafts seemed to beckon her.
She shuddered, reaching for the cock-shaped, curving ones, with rubber
coatings and battery controls. She knew she had to pick one big enough
to impress Dean, and yet one not too big. She grasped one and pulled it
out of the cabinet.
She turned and went back to Dean, holding the vibrator in her
shivering hand.
“Not bad,” he said. “Now, start it up.”
Gillian twisted the base of the vibrator. To her surprise, the
long prick began to whir, shaking in her hand.
“Now, stick it up your cunt.”
Gillian shivered, holding the rubber cock. He was staring at her,
waiting. Slowly she moved the rubber cock between her legs; spreading
them, opening the blonde slit of her pussy.
That was what horrified, and drove her crazy with lust at the same
time; having to do it in front of him.
With a moan of submission, she spread her thighs; running the tip
of the rubber vibrator over her cunt. The sparks of passion that burst
out of the contact sent her rocking on her heels. Tears burst out of
her eyes, as she suffered the humiliation of seeing Dean laughing at
her.
“Yeah, come on, bitch, show me how much you really want it,” he
said. “You’re the horniest little cunt I’ve seen in a long time; come
on, admit it.”
Gillian screamed, then broke into sobs, feeling rushes of lust
bursting out of her clit as the hard rubber cock rubbed against it.”
Dean laughed. “You’ll admit it. Now, get it up your cunt.”
“You beast!” Gillian sobbed, but he just grinned and leaned back in
the chair, watching her.
With a groan, she slid the rubber cockhead into her pussy. It slid
in easily on her juices, and she felt the throbbing prick pulsating in
her cunt, sending fresh spasms of passion through her. It was only in
an inch or so, but that was more than enough for her super-sensitive
pussy. The churning prickhead pulsed in her fuck-hole, and she gasped,
pushing the thick vibrator deeper; rasping it over her pussy walls.
Spreading her legs wider, she held the vibrator in her cunt, pushing it
harder.
“Ohhhh, you beast, what are you doing to me?” she sobbed, fucking
herself with the imitation cock, ramming it right up her cunt; holding
it so tightly to her fuck-hole that her fingers slid over her clit,
adding to her excitement.
“Bring yourself off,” Dean said, grinning nastily.
“Please, no!” Gillian moaned, shoving the vibrator in, then letting
it slip on down until she rammed it in again. She spread her legs even
wider. Her free hand was playing with her clit; rubbing the hard bud,
letting her passions surge out.
“Come on, you beautiful bitch,” Dean said softly. “Bring yourself
off.”
Gillian moaned, rubbing her clit; shuddering with passion as the
vibrator and her fingers on her clit sent her soaring into new realms of
lust.
“Tell me what it’s like when you bring yourself off,” Dean said
softly. “What you do when you’re in bed at night, playing with
yourself. Come on, tell me.”
Gillian gasped, guilt rushing up over her passion; making her break
out in a new sweat.
“Tell me, or I’ll have you over the bar! Come on, every nasty
little detail. You lay in bed and you rub your pussy, come on.”
“Please, no, no!” Gillian moaned, running the vibrator deeper in
her cunt.
“Tell me!”
“Yes, yes I do!” she moaned. “I do, every night! I have to; I
have to!”
“Why?”
“Because I need it so much! It’s so wicked; so wicked!” Gillian
sobbed, the vibrator deep in her cunt, churning over her pussy walls,
driving her into spasms of lust.
“So why don’t you fuck all the men you want?”
“Only wimps like Joe want me!” Gillian screamed. “No real man
would want me! I’m ugly, stupid, horrible!”
She screamed and came, her cunt throbbing around the churning
vibrator.
Dean laughed. He came close to the moaning, spasming blonde. “So
you rub your pussy, and that’s so wicked.”
“Yes, yes,” Gillian sobbed.
“So you have to be punished, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes! Please, stop, please!” Gillian screamed, her hips
jerking like mad; her cuntlips thrusting at the base of the vibrator,
swallowing it effortlessly.
“Get my cock real wet for your ass!” Dean snapped. “You know how
to do it.”
Gillian sank to her knees; holding the vibrator inside her cunt,
rubbing it over her pussy walls, as she slid her mouth along the massive
prick length of Dean’s cock. He held his cock for her; letting her move
her mouth over his cockhead, taking it in, sucking on it, letting her
saliva run all over it.
“Deeper!” he gasped.
Gillian shuddered, working her mouth down the massive shaft, taking
it in until it reached the entrance to her throat. She was sure she
would choke, but she gave a push, and the thick round cockhead was in
her throat; throbbing as she licked at his shaft, getting it as wet as
she could.
“Cum again! Now!”
The tone of his voice sent Gillian shuddering into an orgasm. She
screamed, then sank her mouth down on his cock even further; wetting it
as she came, her throat throbbing around his hard prick. Her fingers
blurred on her clit, as she rammed the vibrator to the top of her
shivering cunt with her other hand.
“Good,” Dean said softly, “you’re learning.”
He held her there while she came, and moaned, her mouth sliding on
his cock. His thick prick rammed into her throat, again and again, as
her passion surged. Finally, he pulled back, making her lick and suck
every inch of his cock, until her lips were running over his cockhead
and she was moaning with helpless lust.
“Now, go and lean over the table and beg me to fuck your ass,” he
ordered.
Gillian crawled, holding the vibrator in her cunt, over to the
table. She could hear Alda’s muffled screams and the slap of the rod on
the girl’s ass. Throbbing with orgasm, Gillian leaned over the table
and spread her legs, heaving her ass up, saliva drooling from her lips
onto the polished tabletop.
“Please, please, fuck my ass!” she moaned, breaking into hot
flashes of passion.
Dean stood behind her, running his hands over her ass.
“Beg me again!” He spanked her hard, his hand beating into her
crimson asscheeks.
Gillian screamed as the pain and lust surged through her. “Please,
please, please! Fuck my ass! I want it so bad!”
“Bad enough to take this on your ass as I fuck it?” Dean said
sharply, leaning forward and shoving a thin leather strap under
Gillian’s nose.
“Yes, yes!” she sobbed, jerking back at his cock that was already
deep in her ass crack.
“Good,” he murmured and leaned back.
Gillian felt his cock pushing toward her asshole, working over the
spasming ring of muscles until his cock was in position. Then he gave a
shove and Gillian gasped. Her head was flung back, and she gave a
moaning scream as his thick cock pushed into her shit-hole. The
sensation of Dean’s cock, rubbing against the end of the vibrator
through the thin fleshy divider that separated her cunt from her ass,
sent new shudders of orgasm through her. She groaned, her ass thrusting
back; taking another inch of his cock before she came up short,
screaming in the mixture of pain and pleasure that swamped her.
Dean’s cock rubbed against the churning vibrator, spreading her ass
walls with its massive thickness, until she was sure her ass was going
to break in two. At the same time, the horrible depraved lust that
burst out of the contact sent her head spinning, as she came again. She
sobbed, holding the vibrator deep in her cunt while Dean shoved again,
and half his massive cock sank into her ass.
Gillian screamed, jerking against the table. Her ass and pussy
were erupting with pain and lust as the two cocks worked over them, and
Dean was making sure that she got the full measure of both.
With long, slow, deliberate thrusts, he fucked his cock deep in her
ass, then slid it out again, holding his cockhead at the very entrance
of her shitter. Gillian’s moans and screams mounted as she jerked back;
trying to get more of his thick fuck-rod. When she was going out of her
mind, Dean slammed in hard; filling her asshole with his cock, making
her scream even harder as the lust and pain broke over her in waves of
orgasm.
“Beg me for it.” He chuckled.
“No, no, please, no!”
Her fingers worked her clit until she was gasping in constant wails
of lust, and her ass and pussy spasmed around the pricks buried in them.
“Yessss!” Rose snarled as she held Alda’s mouth to her pussy and
thrust her wet slit against the girl’s face. “Do it for me! Come on,
show me what a good girl you can be.”
Rose gurgled with satisfaction, her cunt gushing over Alda’s face
as she came.
“How much more, lady?” Jack asked, whipping Alda’s ass; staring at
the red flesh, his hand working his cock slowly.
“Until I tell you to stop!” Rose moaned, rubbing her nipples with
one hand.
She opened another button on the front of her dress, so she could
get to her tits more easily. Alda sobbed and moaned, sucking for all
she was worth.
“Yes, yes, that’s it! Now, whip her real hard, come on!” Rose
screamed, her thighs opening even wider; her cunt juices running into
Alda’s mouth. “Bite me, bitch! Show me how much you want to hurt me!”
As the rod lashed her ass, Alda bit hard into Rose’s clit; chewing
the hard fleshy bud, rasping it between her teeth. The rod whipped her
harder and her mouth worked viciously, biting at the spasming wet flesh,
until Rose gave a scream of total lust and jerked on the stool, her
pussy gushing juices as she came.
“Yeaaass, yeaaassss!” Rose gasped, her ass spasming, her thighs
spread as wide as they would go. “One more stroke, and make it a good
one!”
Jack put all he had into the rod, his cock throbbing in his hands.
He whipped Alda’s ass, breaking the skin. The bound girl gave a
horrible wail, and chewed on Rose’s clit for all she was worth.
Rose screamed as she climaxed. There was blood, as well as juices
on her clit, as she pulled away from Alda’s mouth and stood up
painfully.
“Not bad, whore,” she said, “now you get to be fucked, you like
that?”
“You bitch!” Alda screamed.
“Fuck her,” Rose said, smoothing her dress down over her thighs.
“Yeah, sure!” Jack gasped.
He threw the rod away, advancing on Alda, holding his cock. He
didn’t wait; just ran his prickhead over her clit and slammed it right
in to the top of her cunt.
Alda screamed, as she was reamed out by the hot young cook, her
cunt spasming around the raging prick that filled it.
“Ohhh, fuck, yeah!” Jack gasped; holding Alda’s ass, pulling at her
flesh, driving more pain into her helpless body. “Boy, I’m gonna cum
soon!”
Dean drove his prick into the depths of Gillian’s ass, and she
spasmed in orgasm; her anal walls shuddering over the thick shaft, her
pussy throbbing around the vibrator. Her climaxes surged.
Dean gave a long drawn-out moan of lust, and his cock speeded up in
her shit-pit, fucking her ass with growing urgency. Gillian knew he was
close to cumming and that sent extra shivers of emotion through her.
She hugged the tabletop; her mouth running a wet line along it as she
moaned and thrust, with her climaxes tearing into her with each thrust
of his prick.
“Okay, bitch, here it cums!” Dean yelled.
He lashed a thin strap into Gillian’s ass, just inches from where
his cock vanished between her asscheeks.
It was as if a volcano went off inside Gillian. Great spouts of
climax broke through her. She screamed; ramming the vibrator into her
cunt, thrusting up as the next lash of the strap whipped her ass, and
the cum burst out of Dean’s balls.
“Fuuuuuck!” he roared, jerking and heaving, hot white spunk gushing
up his cockshaft and pouring into Gillian’s ass. “You take it, you
little whore!”
He lashed her asscheeks. With a great groan, he forced her down on
his cock, cum spouting out of his piss-slit, filling Gillian’s shitter.
“Aaaghhh! No, please!” Gillian screamed, her head spinning
helplessly until she had no idea where she was.
Her ass throbbed around his shooting cock, and the sucking of her
two fuck-passages brought her two more screaming climaxes. Cum gushed
into her ass as Dean’s prick spurt out his hot seed.
“Ooohhhhhh, God! Fuck! Help!” Gillian screamed, tossing out of
control on the tabletop.
“You bitch, beg for it!” Dean yelled, as his cock emptied more of
his seething lust into Gillian’s ass.
His cock rasped over her anal walls, rubbing against the vibrator,
and sending his cum shooting out even harder. He gasped and lashed
Gillian’s ass with the strap, watching as it bit into her flesh and she
screamed with more helpless passion. Cum oozed out of her ass as she
rode his cock. It ran down between her thighs, and oozed over her
fingers as she held the vibrator in her cunt. Her grip began to slip,
and she grabbed at the whirring fake cock, forcing it back up into her
pussy.
The strap lashed into her ass as Dean’s cock gave a massive leap.
The vibrator hit the top of her cunt, and Gillian cascaded over the peak
of her lust. She sobbed on the tabletop, unable to think straight.
“Fuck, ohhhh, fuck!” Dean bellowed, as his cock finally gave out
the last of his cum. He gasped and held his cock high in her ass while
his cock throbbed and oozed cum. “Jesus, if you don’t wake up, bitch, I
dunno what I’m gonna do with you.”
He whipped her ass with the strap and Gillian gave a low moan.
“Fuck me,” he gasped, working his slowly softening cock in
Gillian’s ass, rubbing the strap against her ass-flesh.
Gillian sobbed. Her fingers lost their grip on the vibrator.
Shame and disgust were surging through her. Slowly, her still spasming
muscles forced the vibrator out of her cunt and it dropped to the
carpet, gleaming with her cuntal juices. She was dizzy with fatigue.
Dean leaned over her. “Tell me just how much you want it!”
“No! Please let me go! Haven’t you done enough to me?”
“Fuckin’ Jesus!” Dean snarled. “Won’t you ever learn?”