Chapter 10
Kathy was still trying to figure out what to do when the door opened and in walked Miss Ostend. Behind her walked the two nasty stable boys, Johnny and Dan. The diabolical trio stepped inside the pool room and quickly closed the door behind them. Kathy stared wide-eyed at the voluptuous Cindy Ostend, who had recovered from the beating she had received and now wore a tight-fitting bikini bathing suit and high-heeled slippers. She still carried the riding crop in her hand.
"Well, now. Look what we have here," Miss Ostend said, glowering at the naked young woman with eyes that were glazed with anger and lust. "You just don't give up, do you? I thought you'd get the hell out of this place after you attacked me a while ago. But, it seems that you're not very smart, bitch!" She strode forward, swaying her luscious hips, her pussy-mound rubbing against the tight bikini. Thin strands of cunt-hair stuck out from the crotch of her bikini panties. "What do you have to say for yourself, slut?"
"I-I don't know what to say," Kathy stammered weakly. She was taken totally by surprise. Kathy backed away from the wicked brunette beauty as she moved forward, the whip cradled in her hands.
"I'll bet you don't know what to say. You probably didn't think you'd be seeing me soon after our last meeting." Miss Ostend cackled evilly and lashed out with the riding crop, striking Kathy's taut, up-thrust tits. The whip cracked down on her exposed tit-buds.
"Owwwwwwwwww!" Kathy shrieked as the pain rocked her body. She fell over backward and lay puddled on the floor.
"Let her have it, Miss Ostend!" Johnny yelled enthusiastically.
"No, not yet! Jack and Joel just went upstairs to tell Benjamin about the little bitch. I'm sure he'll give her a real good whipping when he finds out what she's been up to at the party."
"Yeah," Dan chimed in, "Mr. Benson won't be too happy to learn that this slut has been trying to seduce the guests at his party, will he?"
Kathy was astounded beyond belief by what they were saying. She pulled herself together and shouted her protest. "What the hell are you people talking about? I didn't come here to seduce anybody!"
"Yes, you did, Kathy!" Miss Ostend hissed wickedly. "You came here to seduce Mr. Benson. But, it seems that your scheming has turned against you. Joel and Jack are talking to Mr. Benson right now. At this very moment, he is being told that you are running around the estate trying to seduce the young men at the party. Let me inform you, bitch. Mr. Benson is a bit of a prude. He seriously disapproves of wild and wanton women, especially those with the gall to behave lewdly at his parties. He'll deal with you very severely. I'm sure of that."
"You evil bitch!" Kathy blurted.
"Take her downstairs to the cellar. I'll bring Mr. Benson down in a moment," Miss Ostend ordered the stable boys.
They grabbed Kathy and dragged her through a secret panel in the pool room. She struggled as they pulled her down a dozen cold winding steps which led to the basement. As she bounced down the steps, she could hear Miss Ostend cackling with cruel delight.
Kathy was terribly frightened, but she was certain that she would be able to reason with Mr. Benson. He was a smart man. Surely, he would listen to her and believe the truth.
Dan and Johnny dragged the frightened young woman to a post which stuck up from the floor. They produced a long leather thong and tied her wrists to the post. Dan stepped back to survey their work and smiled approvingly.
"Mr. Benson's gonna have fun with this one, ain't he?"
"You bet!" Johnny replied anxiously. "Goddammit! You think there's enough time for me to fuck the bitch before Mr. Benson gets down here? I'm horny as hell!"
"Back off, Johnny!" Dan replied coldly. "We can't take any chances with the slut. He'll be down here any minute now."
Johnny shrugged and stepped back.
About five minutes later, Kathy heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She perked up her ears to listen, hearing what seemed to be a large number of people clumping down the stairs. Every nerve in her body was tense and the muscles in body were tight as she awaited her fate.
Mr. Benson led the way into the basement. Behind him came Miss Cindy Ostend, Jack Johnson and Joel Peterson. Benson had an angry look on his face. The others were smiling wickedly. They formed a circle around the bound and naked young woman and leered at her coldly. Benson stood in front, surveying the blonde's lovely young body.
"So, this is the slut who dared to seduce my guests," Benson said matter-of-factly. He shook his head with disgust. "What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?"
"It's a lie, Mr. Benson!" she blurted hoarsely. "It's a rotten lie! I swear! I didn't do anything wrong! Honest!"
"If it's a lie, then where are your clothes, girl?" Benson demanded He looked right through her with pale green eyes that showed not one iota of empathy. Benjamin Benson was indeed a handsome man. At forty, he was older than the other four men in the room. But, he was equally as handsome as the others.
She was so thunderstruck and awed by the powerful man's presence that she was momentarily at a loss for words. Quickly, without warning, Benson grabbed the riding crop out of Miss Ostend's hand and cracked the whip across Kathy's naked ass. She flinched and writhed about, the leather straps that bound her to the post cutting brutally into her flesh.
"Speak up, damned you! Where are your clothes, girl?" he demanded harshly.
"They took my clothes away from me!" she bellowed.
"Who did?" Benson inquired, frowning.
"Jack Johnson and Joel Peterson. They raped me in the pool room, then they left to get you, and they took my clothes with them." She pouted as she spoke, hoping that he would believe her.
"That's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard of, girl," Benson replied, shaking his head.
Kathy was at her wit's end. She decided to tell the man everything. "Those other two men-Dan and Johnny-they raped me too...in the tack room. Johnny rode on top of me like a horse! And they whipped me and made me suck their cocks! I
swear it's the truth!" She was sweating profusely now, praying that Benson would believe her story.
"She's lying, boss," Dan interjected.
"That's the most ridiculous story I ever heard," Miss Ostend said, sidling up next to Benson and hugging him lovingly. "She's obviously a slut and a liar. She had some nerve coming to your party and sleazing around, and then, on top of it all, lying to you about the men who work for you. You should discipline the shameless wench."
"And, you!" Kathy blurted. "You bitch! You put the two stable boys up to it. You took me to the tack room, and you told them to rape me, you bitch!"
Miss Ostend shook her head and pursed her lips. "That's absurd! She is quite the shameless one, lying like that," Miss Ostend said, her hand moving down Benson's chest and rubbing at the crotch of his trousers.
Kathy decided to tell everything that she knew. She realized that what she was saying sounded utterly preposterous, but there was nothing else that she could do but tell the whole truth.
"I heard them talking, too, Mr. Benson," she said. "Miss Ostend is having an affair with Dan, your stable boy. He has a giant cock and she loves it. I swear, it's the truth! I swear it! Please, believe me!"
"You've gone too far," Benson said. "I never could stand liars. I was going to let you go, but now I believe it is necessary to discipline you harshly."
"Nooooo!" Kathy wailed. She eyed the crotch of Benson's trousers. A big bulge appeared where Miss Ostend was rubbing between the man's legs. His cock was growing big and hard. It frightened her to see Benson's prick getting stiff inside his trousers. He was starting to breathe heavily, and his face became contorted with obscene lust and evil desire.
"I can't stand filthy, wanton women!" he rasped as he held the riding crop high in the air and brought it down on her naked ass-cheeks.
"Owwwww! Aaaaiiieee!" she shrieked, jerking and twisting about on the whipping post, the leather strips cutting into her wrists. The pain was so terrible that she writhed about out of control. "I'm telling the truth, dammit!" she screamed in utter desperation.
He rained blows down on her ass. The whip felt like lightning bolts as it slashed across her naked ass-flesh.
Jack Johnson moved in front of the tortured and bound woman and began to pinch her nipples between his fingers, squeezing and twisting her tit-buds cruelly and sadistically.
Joel Peterson moved in too, gripping her sensitive clit in his fingers and rubbing her love-button wickedly. He pinched her clit and she wailed in pain.
Dan stepped forward next. He brutally shoved his thumb up her ass-hole, lewdly reaming out her steaming shit-chute.
She writhed and jerked and twisted on the whipping post as she tried to endure the horrid pain that racked her tits and cunt and ass-hole. The men were wreaking havoc on her naked body. They were all sadistic perverts, she decided. And, there was nothing that she could do to stop them from torturing her nubile young body. She was completely at their mercy.
The whip sounded horrible as it slammed down on her exposed ass-cheeks. Benjamin Benson beat her mercilessly with the wicked riding crop, oblivious to her screams of anguish and pleas for mercy.
"Owwwwwww! Aaaiiieeee!" She yelped and wailed, but the men kept abusing her young body. Their fingers probed and prodded her cunt arid dug brutally into her steaming ass-hole. The whip descended relentlessly, cutting into her ass-cheeks, which rippled and flinched with every whip-stroke.
There was no way for her to ward off their sadistic fingers or escape the brutal whip. They were torturing her deliberately, sadistically. Bringing her to the edge of physical endurance. She anticipated the blows from the whip, but the pain was no less severe. The whip stung her ass-cheeks, sending lightning bolts of pain coursing through her exposed nerve-endings. She kicked and screamed, flailing her hair about her naked shoulders, trying to withstand the horrible pain that racked her body.
"Okay, now step back!" Benson commanded roughly.
The tormentors hastened to obey, pulling their fingers away from her cunt and tits and stepping back a pace.
"Have you had enough, girl?" Benson inquired calmly. "Or must we punish you more for your evil sins?"
"Yes, I've had enough! No more, please! No more!" she pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
"Whip her some more, Benjamin," Miss Ostend cooed, grabbing at his prick. "Don't you think she ought to be punished some more for her lewd behavior?"
"Well," Benson muttered. "I suppose you're right, darling." Benson's eyes narrowed and he looked at the beautiful brunette bitch, trying to carefully discern her intentions. "My arm's a bit tired from whipping her, though, sweetheart," he said. "Would you like to whip the slut?"
Kathy watched intently, hoping that the brutal brunette beauty would fall for Benson's trick and betray her sadistic nature. The tortured young blonde felt that, if Miss Ostend accepted the whip, Mr. Benson would suspect something.
But, much to Kathy's dismay, the brutal brunette proved too shrewd to be tricked. Miss Ostend shuddered and moved back from Benson, shaking her head. "Why, darling," she said, "You know that I cannot stand violence. I wouldn't even know how to whip the wench. I'm sure that she deserves to be flogged more, though."
Mr. Benson smiled approvingly and tossed the whip to Jack Johnson. "Flog her, Jack!" he shouted. "She must be taught a lesson here."
Jack caught the whip and stepped forward. He planted his feet wide apart and, with lightning speed, brought the whip down on Kathy's ass-cheeks. The tip of the riding crop snapped into her ass-hole, and she flinched from the pain.
"Owwwwwww!" she shrieked. She rocked on her heels and fell forward, dropping all of her weight on the straps which bound her to the whipping post.
The men chuckled with glee as Jack whipped the helplessly bound young woman.
She screamed and yelped, but the whipping continued.
Benson flinched as he watched Kathy flailing about under the blows. She was perspiring freely and her muscles twitched involuntarily as the whip descended on her naked ass-flesh, dipping into her tortured ass-hole. The whip fell on her ass with relentless regularity.
"Okay!" Benson bellowed. "That's enough!
She's had quite enough! I do believe she will change her ways after tonight! Isn't that right, girl?"
"Y-Yes!" she blurted. Kathy was so happy that Benson was finished with her. Her body was racked with pain. Every muscle ached. She just wanted to be released so that she could go home and try to recover from the terrible treatment she had received. She would never again plot to trap any man, much less Benjamin Benson. She had learned her lesson, all right. She had been innocent of the deeds that they had accused her of com-miting. But, they were all against her. There was no way that she could make Benson believe the ugly truth.
"I'm returning to the party," Benson said as he turned to leave. "I refuse to waste any more time on this shameless young harlot. I believe she has been properly disciplined. Now, I want you to release her and send her on her way. See that she is properly clothed before you throw her off the estate. Miss Ostend, I'm leaving you in charge. See that this young woman is taken care of, and don't allow her to be punished any more. I'm leaving her in your hands, darling."
"Don't worry about a thing, dear," she replied. Miss Ostend stepped forward and kissed Benson on the mouth. Then he turned and left.
As soon as Benson stepped through the door, Miss Ostend turned and spat at Kathy. Her spit hit the bound woman on her forehead and trickled obscenely down her face.
"Cut the bitch down!" she snorted.
Dan quickly produced a pocket knife and cut the leather strip which bound the wretched young woman to the whipping post. She fell to the floor in a heap of aching flesh and bones.
"Ohhhhh, thank God," Kathy gasped as she rubbed her sore wrists which had been rubbed raw by the leather.
At that moment she saw Miss Ostend coming at her fast.
"Take that, you slut!" the haughty and sadistic brunette shouted cruelly as she kicked the tortured young woman in the tit.
Kathy doubled over as the pointed toe of Miss Ostend's high-heeled shoe dug into her heaving tit. "Aaaaiieeee!" she wailed, twisting and turning on the floor of the basement. "What are you doing?" she bellowed loudly, her screaming voice resounding on the walls of the basement.
"Maybe Benjamin Benson's finished with you, bitch, but Miss Cindy Ostend still has some unfinished business to attend to, slut!" She moved forward, her voluptuous hips swaying seductively. She picked the riding crop off the floor and flailed at Kathy's tits. The whip fell harshly on her tits, making her wince and cry in pain. "Hold the bitch down-spread-eagled!" she commanded.
The four men spread her legs and arms and held her down on the floor of the basement. She writhed and turned in their grasp, but there was no sense in struggling. They were too strong.
Miss Ostend cackled like a witch as she stepped between Kathy's splayed thighs. She lifted her foot and brought the tip of her shoe forward until it rubbed across Kathy's pink pussylips. The evil brunette smiled wickedly as she jammed her shoe-tip between Kathy's glistening cuntlips. Kathy groaned in agony as she felt the pointed leather tip of Miss Ostend's shoe pressing into her pussy.
"Nooooooo! Please, don't!" she shrieked, struggling futilely in the grip of the four men.
"Hah!" Miss Ostend snorted. "Do you have such a short memory, wench? Don't you remember attacking me by the tennis courts? My pussy still aches from when you shoved the butt of a tennis racked up my twat. Well, let's see how you like this!" she barked as she kicked the pointed tip of her shoe into Kathy's glistening cunt.
"Aaaaiiieee!" Kathy wailed in anguish as she felt Miss Ostend's shoe-tip slicing into her tortured pussy.
"How does it feel to be fucked by my foot, bitch? Nice, isn't it?" she kept pumping her foot into Kathy's abused pussy, slicing the tip of her pointed shoe between Kathy's cuntlips, hammering her foot brutally into the tortured young woman's twat.
Kathy jerked about, but could not escape the woman's brutally kicking foot which raked roughly into her young twat. She could feel her pussy getting wet. Lewd sloshing noises came from Kathy's cunt as Miss Ostend fucked her with the tip of her pointed shoe.
Then, without warning, she cocked her foot and brutally slid the sharp, long heel of her shoe deep into Kathy's ass-hole.
Kathy screamed piteously as she felt the evil woman's shoe heel pushing into her ravaged ass-hole. Miss Ostend was wild with wild, sadistic lust. She was getting turned on by reaming Kathy's ass-hole out with the heel of her shoe.
"How does it feel to be ass-fucked by the heel of my shoe, wench?" Miss Ostend said cruelly, a sadistic smile on her face.
"I-I hate it!" Kathy wailed. "Please, stop! I beg of you! I can't take much more!"
"Your screams are music to my ears, bitch!" Miss Ostend hissed. "But, I'm not finished with you yet!"
Miss Ostend pulled her heel out of Kathy's tortured and aching ass-hole. She tugged down the panties of her tight-fitting bikini and squatted over the young woman's contorted face.
"Hold her tight, men!" she shouted.
The four men grabbed her tightly and held her immobile as Miss Ostend sat on Kathy's face.
"Noooooooo!" Kathy cried. She watched with open eyes as she saw the haughty brunette's pussy lowering on her upturned face.
"Suck my cunt, you slut!" Miss Ostend bellowed. "Make love to my sweet twat! Lick it and suck it!" She rubbed her pussy in Kathy's mouth. "My cunt is for you, pig! Eat me out! Suck me dry, you cunt-sucking pig!" The sadistic bitch burrowed her hot wet cunt on the girl's nose and rubbed lasciviously across the girl's full lips, grinding her cuntlips into Kathy's mouth. "Lick my pussy or I'll beat you to death! Obey me, whore!"
Kathy felt that she had no choice. Humiliated and degraded beyond belief, she lapped at Miss Ostend's blonde-fringed pussy. Miss Ostend jerked her hips forward and ground her cunt into the helpless woman's face, writhing in sexual bliss as Kathy lapped and sucked at her pussy.
Miss Ostend's eyes bulged in her head and her clit quivered passionately in response to Kathy's slurping lips. "Yeah, that's it, cunt-sucker!" she rasped. "Lick my pussy real good! Eat me out!"
Kathy felt like she was being suffocated. Her saliva ran down her chin as she licked the woman's gushing cunt. Pussy-juice streamed out of Miss Ostend's slick cunt and drooled into the tortured blonde's mouth, coating her lips with cunt-nectar. She dug her tongue hungrily into the wicked woman's juicy twat, raking her tongue across the evil woman's erect and sensitive clit that spasmed uncontrollably in response to the lewd caresses.
Miss Ostend cackled with sexual delight as her clit spasmed with sexy, thrilling sensations that drove her wild. She felt the tortured young woman's tongue sluicing into the slick folds of her cunt, lapping rapidly, wantonly, lewdly. The evil brunette bitch loved having her cunt eaten out by the helpless blonde. She gloried in her domineering role. She smiled wickedly at the sucking young woman, baring her teeth and leering at the helpless wench with an animal-like, evil expression on her face.
"My clit! Suck my clit, you slut! Suck my clit into your hot mouth!" she commanded.
Kathy reluctantly submitted to the vile demand, slurping the evil brunette's clit between her ruby lips and sucking on the woman's throbbing cunt-nubbin. She felt humiliated and abused, but she had no choice but to obey. There was no telling what Miss Ostend would do if she refused the command.
Miss Ostend gasped and grunted obscenely and twisted her wet, hot cunt across Kathy's slobbering, sucking mouth, grinding her twat into the splayed woman's face, forcing her clit deep into Kathy's slurping mouth.
"Mmmmmmppphhh! Ohhhhh, yeah! That's it, cunt-licker! That's it! That's the spot! I love it!" Miss Ostend wailed in ecstasy as she felt her orgasm coming on rapidly, carrying her off on a wave of passion. Her cunt gushed pussy-juice and she flushed with hot waves of unbridled lust as her climax rocked her body, shooting through her pussy and racking her brain with delirious sensations.
Without warning, she spun on her heels and planted her ass on Kathy's upturned face.
"Now for my ass-hole!" she screamed. "Rim me, bitch!" She ground and wriggled her ass into Kathy's face, placing her ass-hole directly over the young woman's oral cavity. "Lick my ass-hole!" she commanded as she reached down and pinched Kathy's nipples.
Kathy groaned in agony and thrust her tongue into Miss Ostend's steaming ass-hole.
"Unnnnnnnn! Yeah! suck my ass-hole! Rim me, slut! Lick me! Eat my ass-hole!" Miss Ostend cried hoarsely.
Kathy felt like retching as she lapped Miss Ostend's pungent, puckered ass-hole. She was repulsed beyond belief.
"Unnnggghhhhhh!" Miss Ostend gasped as another powerful orgasm rocked her, coursing through her veins in a rush of heat and passionate lust. She moaned and stood up, cunt-nectar dripping out of her pussy and spilling onto Kathy's naked tits.
Kathy looked up at the evil brunette bitch. She hated the woman with a passion. God, how she hated Cindy Ostend. But, there seemed to be no way to get revenge. Everything looked bleak for the abused blonde woman. She wished that she had never been born.
"Are you finished with the slut yet?" Jack Johnson asked enthusiastically.
"Yeah, I'm finished with her. You fellows can go ahead and get your kicks. I'm going to relax and watch." Miss Ostend strolled shakily to the corner of the basement and sat down on a sofa.
Jack straddled Kathy's face and rammed his flaccid prick into her mouth. "Suck my cock, Kathy. Suck my prick!"
Joel knelt between Kathy's legs, spread her thighs wide apart and slipped his prick between her slick pussylips. He thrust forward and began to rape her tight pussy, shouting obscenely as he fucked her. "Yeah, hot bitch! Nice hot cunt! Ummppphhh! Aaaaggghhh!"
Before long, both men shot their loads. Jack's cum spurted into her sucking mouth and Joel shot his load of thick, hot jism into her cunt. They groaned and grunted with ecstasy as they came.
When Jack and Joel were finished raping Kathy, their places were eagerly taken by Dan and Johnny. They face-fucked her mouth and raped her pussy, shooting their loads into the helpless young woman.
Kathy felt like she was going insane. The sounds of men grunting obscenely and shouting curses at her made her sick to her stomach, and she almost threw up. Her life was ruined, a shambles. Everything had gone wrong. She sobbed. She was dazed and confused and her mind spun in circles. She could no longer understand her dreadful situation. She just wanted to be left alone so that she could end her life, commit suicide and finish her dreadful existence. She wept loudly as she contemplated her fate. He mind was set. She would end it all at the very first opportunity.
The four men stood over her, laughing loudly at her horrible plight. She wiped jism off of her mouth with the back of her hand and looked down at her thighs, which were caked with dried cum. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced down at the floor and saw Dan's pocket knife lying open, only a few feet away from her. She began to crawl, dragging her body forward, toward the knife. Her body was racked with pain and it hurt to move, but she pulled herself along the floor with painful movements. Everyone was laughing at her now, but she was certain that they didn't know what she was planning to do-that she was planning to pick up the knife and stab herself right in the heart.
She reached out, grabbed the knife, pulled herself to her knees and prepared to plunge the knife in her heart. The four men and Miss Ostend suddenly stopped laughing as they saw what Kathy was preparing to do.
"Hold it!" came a familiar voice from behind the door. "Don't do it! Wait!" In dashed Benjamin Benson, a pained expression on his handsome face.
Miss Ostend shrieked with surprise, the four men who had tormented Kathy stared at the man, worried expressions on their faces.
Benjamin Benson strolled forward into the center of the room and pulled a revolver out of the back of his belt. He leveled it on the group of people, then aimed it directly at Miss Ostend.
"You bitch!" he rasped. "I've been watching you and your friends. Now I know that you have been lying to me. You goaded these men to rape and beat this poor young girl. She was telling the truth all along. I feel like such a fool."
"But, darling," Miss Ostend said, "don't you think that-"
"Shut up! Shut up before I lose control and pull this trigger. I have no patience left for any of you sadistic perverts. After I had seen enough, I went upstairs and called the police. Then, I got my gun and came down here to stop you from abusing this young woman. You, what is your name?" he asked, motioning to Kathy.
"K-Kathy," she blurted weakly, "Kathy Kramer."
"Come here, Kathy. I'll take care of you, darling." She rushed into his arms and he hugged her tightly, kissing her on the cheek. He kept his gun trained on Miss Ostend, Jack Johnson, Joel Peterson, and the two stable boys, Dan and Johnny. None of them dared make the slightest move.
As they stood motionless, waiting for the police to arrive, Kathy smiled broadly.
"Don't you worry about a thing, darling," Mr. Benson told her as he hugged her tightly in his powerful arms. "Everything is going to be just fine."
Kathy had to agree.