Chapter 5
"Oh, no!" Jasmine wailed as she stared at Shirley's face, which was streaming with Floyd's cum. Gobs of the terrible stuff stuck to Shirley's eyes, her nose and cheeks and ran over her soft lips. "Please, no!"
She jerked on the ropes as Debbi lashed her ass.
"Do as you're told, bitch!" Debbi snapped. "You got a lot of stuff to do, so don't fight me every step of the way, you'll regret it."
"Please, all of you, don't make me doaaaaghhh! Please, all right! I'll do it!" Jasmine sobbed as the thin cane whipped into her helpless ass again.
Sobbing, she leaned forward and licked at the cum on Shirley's cheek. A large gob of it came off and ran over her tongue before she swallowed it. But the taste stuck in her mouth, the saltiness and stickiness of the male goo. She shuddered, then leaned forward again and licked at Shirley's cheek, taking another large wad of cum off with her tongue.
"Don't stop," Debbi warned, stroking Jasmine's tight ass with the cane. "Just give me a chance and I'll whip the shit outa you."
Jasmine was forced to lick the cum off Shirley's eyelids, taking the stuff into her mouth and swallowing it. She could feel the taste building up, but at least it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She licked over Shirley's nose and suddenly realized that she had to lick up the cum off her mouth. She stopped.
"Get on with it!" Debbi snapped.
Jasmine knew all the men were watching, their cocks getting harder, and that made her feel so much worse. She burst into tears.
"No, please, please!" she sobbed.
She knew it was coming, the stroke of the cane that would give her so much agony she would collapse and do anything they asked. Her ass tightened as she sobbed. But the cane lashed between her wide-open legs, lashing into her clit. The agony bit into her like a raging fire.
"Urrrghghhh!" she screamed, her pussy throbbing with pain, her whole body jerking wildly.
"Do it!" Debbi snapped, then lashed Jasmine again, whipping between her legs, landing it right on her sensitive pussy-flesh.
"Uuuurrghh! All right, I'll do it!" Jasmine screamed.
Instantly Shirley pulled away. "But don't you want to do it?"
She held back, the cum running over her wonderful, sensual mouth.
Jasmine realized her mistake. "Yes, yesaaaghhhh! Yes, I want to, please let me do it!"
"Do what?" Shirley teased, waiting as Debbi lashed Jasmine's throbbing clit again.
"Aaaaahhhh! Lick the cum from your mouth!"
"Kiss me," Shirley sighed.
Their mouths came together, and Jasmine found herself kissing the cum off Shirley's soft lips. Shirley opened her mouth, licked her tongue over her own lips and eased it into
Jasmine's mouth, pushing some of the jism in as she went. Jasmine moaned in horror at this embrace of another woman.
"Wouldn't you just love to suck my pussy?" Shirley whispered. "Suck my hot pussy while a great big cock slams right into your cunt? Wouldn't you?"
Jasmine knew the penalty for refusing, but she still couldn't give in. "Please, no, don't make me!"
"Beg to suck my pussy or I'll have Debbi whip you until you do," Shirley whispered.
"Oooohhh! Please let me suck your pussy."
"Louder."
"Please let me suck your pussy!" Jasmine wailed.
"What a slut," Shirley said. "Wants to suck my pussy, the whore."
"Yup!" Debbi lashed Jasmine's clit. "I knew she was a whore the moment I saw her."
She lashed Jasmine's pussy harder, and Jasmine tossed wildly, her cunt on fire, burning and throbbing with the pain of the cane. She licked at Shirley's mouth, taking up the last of the cum while Shirley kissed her, giggling with delight the whole time.
"One day, this whore'll understand." Shirley eased back and spread her hot pussy out in front of Jasmine's horrified face. "Look at it. You're gonna suck it soon."
With a giggle, Shirley swung off the table and went over to Edward, sliding her hands over him as he watched.
"Did I do good, darling?"
"Great," he said, "a real good little girl."
Shirley purred with satisfaction and slid to her knees, taking his cock and playing with it, sucking it gently, caressing his hard flesh.
"Don't bring me off," he warned.
"You know I won't, darling. Only when you tell me to." She licked over his cockhead, her fingers playing softly with his massive shaft.
"Now, let this little whore up," snapped Debbi. She went over to Edward while Floyd and Lewis untied Jasmine. "I got something to do. Can you take the bitch over?"
Edward grinned. "Sure, leave her to me."
He went over to a closet and came back with a long, single-tailed whip. He stood there, grinning and waiting.
Jasmine was sobbing as she rubbed her wrists and ass, trying to get the circulation back into her hands and the pain out of her ass.
"Up on the table," Edward said. "Shirley, take care of anybody who wants their cock sucked."
"Yes, Edward," Shirley said submissively and went over to Floyd, sliding her stockinged leg up against his. "Well?"
"Sure," Floyd said, "but don't bring me off, either."
"Would I do that?" she gasped, then slid to her knees. She beckoned Lewis over, and he stood close by while she worked her hand over his throbbing fucker.
Jasmine climbed onto the table, her legs shaky, her little denim skirt falling back over her whipped ass, but not disguising the wonderful curves of her legs.
Edward prodded her onto the table with the whip handle. "Now, that blouse, slowly."
Jasmine reached for the top button of her blouse. She tried to open it, but it was stiff. She stared at the curling whip in Edward's hand as she struggled. The button came open at last, and the sides of her blouse fell away, revealing the hint of the top of her cleavage.
"Next one," Edward said.
As Jasmine reached for the next button, Debbi strode up to Ross who still sat in the chair. She stood in front of him, sliding another long-tailed whip through her fingers.
"Get your cock hard!" she snapped.
"W-what?"
"Get your cock hard, or are you only good for one shot a night?" Debbi snarled. "Or else."
"Or else?"
Debbi smiled at him. "If you come into this group, you're either a man or a wimp. You look like a wimp to me and I love 'em. Haven't had a wimp in a while. So, get your cock hard."
Ross stared at her, his eyes showing a little bit of fear as he reached for his cock and began to stroke it. His eyes flicked back and forth between Jasmine on the table and Debbi's magnificent figure in front of him.
Jasmine slid the next button of her blouse open, showing them the claps of her bra and the lacy cups on either side. She was trembling from horror and shame. She'd always had a fantasy about stripping in front of men, teasing them. In her fantasy she teased them to madness with her lovely body. But now, in the horrible reality, she was stripping for men who were going to do what they liked to her. She shuddered again and tried not to burst into tears.
"Pull it out of your waistband and take it off," Edward said.
Jasmine bit her Up, trying not to cry. She eased the blouse away from her tits and let it slide down her arms slowly, trying to ignore the stares and whistles of lust that followed her every movement.
"Jeeeez!" Lewis moaned. "This whore has got some kinda body!"
He ran his hand over Shirley's soft hair as she moved her mouth up and down his throbbing cockshaft.
"Careful, baby," he warned, "what with you and her, I'm fit to bust."
Shirley giggled and eased her mouth back up his rod. "Is she as good as me?"
"Don't break the rules, bitch. No comparisons."
Shirley giggled and sucked his cock softly, her other hand stroking Floyd's hard prick.
"Now the bra," Edward said as Jasmine's blouse hit the table top.
Jasmine wept as she stood there, staring out at the horrible people who wanted to humiliate her so badly. She reached for the clasp of her bra and undid it, holding the cups over her young, thrusting tits.
"That's right," Edward said approvingly, "take your time, tease us."
Jasmine sobbed, and very slowly eased the cups of her bra away from her tits. They were perfect tits, holding up firmly without any help from her bra. She sobbed as she watched the men's faces fill with lust as her tit-mounds came into view.
"Yeaaaahhh!" Floyd gasped. "This was worth waiting for!"
"Drop it," Edward instructed, and Jasmine let her bra fall to the table top.
"Come on, you wimp!" Debbi yelled at Ross as his cock showed no sign of getting any harder. "If you can't get it up for this whore, you're a real wimp. Fuck, she's got a body on her that would make a eunuch shoot. You don't have much longer, wimp."
"W-what do you mean?" he gasped.
"You'll see," she said.
"Go to the edge of the table and show your tits off," Edward said.
Jasmine caught a sight of herself in the mirror as she moved. In the little denim skirt, her legs curving sexily, her high tits thrusting out arrogantly-now she knew why men lusted after her. She sobbed, then leaned down close to Floyd and Lewis as they watched, their cocks being sucked and stroked by Shirley.
"Play with your tits," Edward said. "Turn them on."