Chapter 6
Cassie watched him with huge and horrified eyes as he came to look at her from all sides as if she were a piece of meat in a cattle show that he was inspecting before buying.
He put his hands to her throat, and began to unbutton her cotton shirt so that her sharp, firm tits were soon bared to his greedy eyes.
He cupped them in his hands, and pinched them hard, so that she winced from the pain.
The nipples tightened, and Bob thought that it was interesting that the physical response to both pleasure and pain was, in this case, identical.
He kneaded her tits roughly, squishing the firm, white flesh beneath his brutal fingers. Cassie trembled.
His hands slid down her tanned, shapely torso, stroking the smooth flesh as he did so. It felt good to his fingers.
He undid her skirt, so she was tied there wearing only the thinnest cotton panties.
He was about to take them off of her, when he saw a pair of scissors lying on a big desk that stood near a window in the far corner of the room.
He walked over to get them, and brought them close. She quaked in horror as she saw the sparkling, pointed blades. They were long and sharp, and she wondered with sick dread what he was going to do to her.
Slipping the point inside the elastic of her panties, he opened the scissors, and cut. The panties split instantly, falling away from her body like the leaves on a tree fall in a spring shower.
She was naked now, and he could see that her cunt had moistened, for the golden brown hairs were covered with her juices. He wondered whether it was fear or desire that was making her so wet.
"Now listen to me, Cassie. I'm not going to hurt you. Not badly, anyway. But I think that you need a lesson, and I'm going to give it to you!" he said, and whipped out his stiff dick.
The naked girl trembled as he came up to her, and caressed her body with rough, brutal caresses.
He slid a finger towards her pussy, and tried to slip it in. He found that she had clamped it shut, constricting the muscles so tightly that he found it impossible to insert his finger.
"Open up!" he commanded.
She said nothing, being bound, but her eyes showed an angry defiance. She wouldn't give in to his sick games, she just wouldn't!
"Cassie, I'm warning you!"
But she didn't open up a single bit.
He knew that he could pry her long tanned legs apart, and then tie them at the ankles, and so she would have no choice. But he was angry that she didn't obey him instantly.
"Well, I'm just going to have to spank you then!" he said with glee in his voice. The mere thought of spanking that firm, white ass made his dick swell and grow hard with eager anticipation.
He sauntered over to the column and then raised his arm. Dealing her a sharp blow across the face, he used her pained surprise to untie her, and bind her in a new position.
He tied her arms behind her back, very tightly so that her tits stuck out at him, begging to be touched and held. Then, he bound her ankles together while she was in a kneeling position.
This way, he could force her to stand on her knees, a very painful posture, and stick her lovely ass up in the air for him, so that he could fuck it, or beat it.
He chose the latter first. Pushing Cassie's head down so that it was on the floor, he caressed the firm cheeks of her ass lovingly, fingering the crack with infinite care.
Then, he smacked her. Hard enough to leave an angry red welt, but not hard enough to seriously wound.
He smacked her over and over again, so that the entire surface of her white, alabaster like cheeks was covered by the network of bright red marks.
He wasn't hurting her now as much as humiliating her, and Cassie's face shone with the tears of her rage and her indignation.
As he beat her, he noticed that her cunt was well lubricated, and it seemed to him that her asshole was beginning to ease up, and to open up a little bit. He stuck a finger up to it, and found that he was right. It was not too tensed up to accept that finger. He wondered what else it might be persuaded to accept.
He noticed that there was a long, wax candle on the desk where the scissors had been. It was white, and was in a pewter holder. His eyes gleamed when he saw it.
Crossing the room quickly, he fetched it, and brought it back to show the bound girl.
She looked scared when she saw it, but didn't move for fear of being hit again.
He knew that she would need some lubrication. He leaned over to lick her pink asshole, and tickle it with his tongue.
It responded instantly, and expanded to meet his probing tongue. He moved his face away, and brought the candle to the tiny anal dot. The end was rather pointed and small, so he thought that it would go in easily. The base of it was quite a good deal fatter. Well, he would just have to work at it, and he smiled to himself.
Placing the tip against her ass, he pushed gently. It met with little resistance, and he kept on pushing.
The sight of the fat white stick being slowly inserted into Cassie's helpless anus made him very hot, and he used a hand to finger his own throbbing dick.
He kept on with his pushing, and soon, half of the white, waxen shaft was buried deeply in her ass.
He found that by coming behind her, he could slip his dick in between her parted legs, and he managed to get his cock in her pussy at the same time he was violating her ass with the candle.
Her cunt was wet, hot and very, very tight, which was just perfect as far as he was concerned.
He pushed the candle harder, but now it was getting more difficult. He struggled with it for a few minutes, trying to ease his way in gently, but to no avail.
Finally, he simply shoved it in with all his might. Cassie's whole body winced and twitched with the sudden assault, and he saw a thin trickle of blood creeping from her tortured hole.
He started to fuck her ass with the candle, using the blood as lubricant. It worked, and soon he was sliding the waxy rod in and out of her spread hole with ease.
Meanwhile, he timed his thrusts in her cunt so that they were perfectly synchronized and soon, cock and candle moved out of the two holes with the certainty and precision of a machine.
He managed to use only one hand for the candle, and so the other hand was free to grab her waist, and bring her body yet closer to his, or to pinch her tits, which felt good and hard in his hot. hands.
He shoved harder and faster, growing more and more excited with each passing minute.
Cassie was beaten. Her head hung in shame, and tears glistened all over her lovely face and chin.
The pain had subsided somewhat, and now there was only a dull ache in her asshole, and the much more bitter ache of her humiliation and degradation.
He felt his orgasm approaching, and started to buck even faster.
"OH, yeah, bitch, I'm coming, coming, COMING!" he screamed loudly, and shot a steaming wad of spunk into her pussy.
Leaving the candle well up her ass, he pulled his dick out, and flopped down on the floor to rest for a minute.
The noise had attracted Lydia's attention. She had been reading upstairs, but now, she put the book down. She wondered what they had been doing downstairs, anyway. It had been quite some time since she had left the two of them alone together. She decided that she would go down and have a look.
She went softly down the steps, and crossed the hall that led into the den. She opened the door.
"OH MY GOD!" she gasped as she saw the strange sight that was before her in the room.
"Lydia, don't worry!" said Bob. She remained frozen at the door. "Come in and lock the door." he said soothingly.
She obeyed, her eyes glued on Cassie's naked, shamed body.
"Lydia, listen to me before you get all upset. I know that this looks really strange to you, but it isn't. You see, I'm teaching Cassie a well needed lesson. Everybody thinks that she needs to be taught something, even her father and Carole . In fact, I discussed this with E.J."
"You mean that he suggested that you do this to her?" said Lydia in a voice filled with shock and disbelief.
"Well, he didn't mention the particulars. But he did tell me that he thought spanking was a good idea."
"He did?"
"Yes. So I did it. And a few other things."
"Bob, I don't know! I think that it's too cruel!"
"Hasn't she been cruel."
"Well, sometimes, yes, but. . ."
"Then it's time for her to learn."
"Bob!"
"Lydia, relax. Just relax."
She seemed to notice, then, for the first time that Bob was stark naked. Her eyes fastened on his big dick, and her cheeks grew bright red.
His eyes followed hers.
"You like it?" he said shyly.
"Uh huh." she nodded.
His cock began to grow rigid under all the attention it was getting. Of course, Lydia noticed, and her cheeks deepened from red to scarlet.
"Lydia..."
His eyes were filled with longing and desire. "No, no, not here. . ." she said weakly, edging towards the door. "Why not?"
"Cassie is in here!" she said, and her gaze went to Cassie's naked, bound body. "It would be good for her."
"What?"
"You heard me!"
"Yes, but I don't know what you mean!"
"It would teach her a little humility, maybe. In fact, I think that it would do her a world of good to watch us!"
"Well..."
His hand crept up to her neck, and started to rub it gently. She closed her eyes, and submitted to the gentle caress.
His cock was rubbing her leg now, and it grew harder by the second.
"Lydia.. ." Bob breathed softly as he took her into his arms.
Cassie was now forced to watch them, both her lovers at one time, make love to each other, while she was helpless, bound and gagged only a few feet away from them. It was too much, and the tears came pouring from her eyes.
Bob fumbled with Lydia's clothes, and soon she was naked too, her magnificent body lush and ripe with passion.
He took big handfuls of her hair, and wrapped it around his wrists and his hands.
He rubbed his face in her neck, and moved to her full, swaying tits as she kissed his face and his hair.
He was sucking her tits, chewing on the rosy pink nipples as she pressed his face tightly into her ample chest, drawing him closer.
He could barely get a hand around each one of her huge globes, so full, so ripe, so ample were they.
He cradled them one at a time, fondling their white, curved surfaces as he glued his lips to the taut nipple.
He went from one to the other, giving each one his time and attention.
Lydia was on fire from the caresses, and she started to moan, a low sound that reminded Cassie of a nesting bird.
His mouth moved down her body, and his face stayed poised just above the glistening patch of her pubic wool.
"Let's both suck each other!" Bob suggested eagerly.
Cassie was forced to watch as they assumed a sixty-nine posture. Bob pulled Lydia's legs wide open, and grabbed on to the full cheeks of her ass so he could bury his face in her pink, gaping cunt.
She was using both her hands and mouth to do him, slicking up the whole dick with her spit, and then rubbing the shaft with a furious up and down motion while her tongue sucked greedily on the tip.
Cassie was in pain from the strange position she had been forced into by Bob, and the candle rammed up her ass was very uncomfortable.
But her emotional pain was far greater. They wanted to shame and humiliate her by making her watch their joy in one another's body, and she was being forced to witness it.
They were moaning in bliss now as they ate and slurped away at each other. Cassie grew horny as she saw Lydia's red, gleaming pussy being eaten and sucked. Bob had gotten the clit between his teeth, and was nibbling on it as she writhed around on the floor, her pleasure obvious.
She was sucking on his dick, drawing it deeper and deeper between her parted lips, and using her hands to stroke the fat, blood engorged balls.
"Lydia, baby, let's fuck!" Bob sighed.
"Oh yes!"
"Get on top of me, honey."
"OK!"
He stretched out on the floor, and watched with pleasure and admiration as the beautiful raven haired girl climbed on top of his excited body.
She sat down slowly.
"AH!" they gasped simultaneously as his steaming cock made the first blissful contact with her cunt.
"Feels so good going in!" she panted.
"It sure does!"
Once joined, she started rocking around and around, moving her hips in a slow, sensuous fashion.
Her big tits were sticking right in his face, and he was able to get the nipples into his mouth as she fucked him.
They were grinding away, and the sound of their passion filled Cassie with rage, and shame. She was so fucking horny! And she couldn't even use her own two hands to ease her hot cunt because they were bound!
She was forced to watch their mounting passion, and every sigh, every moan of delight tore through her again and again, making her position even more humiliating, and more painful.
Bob had cupped his hands around Lydia's ass, and was pulling her harder and harder on his throbbing dick.
She used her own fingers to part the slippery folds of her cunt, and to stroke and rub her aching clit.
"Oh yeah, baby do it! I love to watch you play with yourself!" he crooned, his eyes gleaming as she rubbed furiously.
Her hands beat out their rhythm faster and faster, and she increased the pace of her grinding and her thrusting too.
They were locked together. She gave him a wet kiss which resounded bitterly in Cassie'e ears. He was rubbing her tits, and then her clit, helping her along with her own frantic rubbing.
"MMMmmm, feels so good when you do it, Bob!" she said, head thrown back and hair spilling all over like a jet water fall.
One hand was on her tit, and the other was rubbing her clitoris.
"Feels so good to touch you, Lydia!" he answered her.
"I'm coming!" she whispered, her voice trembling from her passion.
"Yeah, come, baby, that's it!" he said, redoubling his efforts on her throbbing clit.
"AAAAHH!" she shrieked, her head bobbing up and down, her black hair whipping all over the place.
He grabbed her body tightly, and drew her to him.
"I'm gonna come now too, gonna come in your sweet pink cunt Lydia baby!"
"Yeah, yeah!" she muttered, in a passion dazed tone.
"Can you feel it?"
"Yes, yes, it's like a rock!"
"You make me so hot, baby!"
"Like steel!"
"That's it! OH GOD!" he screamed, and shot his come up into her.
They remained together for some time, her head resting on his sweaty chest, both of them breathing heavily.
Finally, they drew apart. When he removed his dick from her cunt, a rush of juices flowed from her body onto his stomach.
Without hesitating an instant, she leaned over, and her pink tongue was out and licking it up.
He then pushed her down, and cleaned out her pussy, drinking in her juices as if they were the finest wine.
After some time, they started to get up.
"Bob?"
"MMmm?"
"What about Cassie?"
They both turned to look at her. Her ass was still painfully clamped around the candle, and her arms and legs were still stretched and bound in their very uncomfortable pose.
Her face was red and flushed from shame and desire, and the tears glistened like diamonds on her cheeks.
Red welts glowed on her white ass.
Lydia's heart was melted.
"Let's untie her!" she begged.
"No!"
"Bob, enough is enough! She's learned her lesson, I'm sure! Now come on and help me!"
"Lydia, you and I are going to go upstairs and take a long, hot shower. We are going to leave Cassie here. When we are done, we will come downstairs again, and then, only then are we going to untie her. Do you understand me clearly?" he asked in a crisp, even tone of voice.
"Yes."
"Good. Now come on." Lydia shot a pitying look in Cassie's direction as she obediently followed Bob out of the room. He closed the door without once looking back.
Lydia and Bob were up in shower for long time.
Cassie heard the shouts and giggles as they soaped each other. She even heard some moaning, and some very heavy panting, which made her think that they were fucking in the shower. Her face burned all over again at the thought.
She had never been so humiliated in her whole life, not ever. But if they thought that this was going to break her spirit, they were wrong, dead wrong. When they let her go, and she knew that they would have to eventually, she would make then both very, very sorry.