Chapter 2
"No, don't be stupid, let me go!" Annabelle gasped as she tried to stand up again.
Instantly Kirby grabbed her and twisted her to face him.
"I told you," he said softly, holding her chin, "you're gonna stay and fuck me. And a lot of other people."
"You won't do that!" Annabelle gasped.
"That's illegal, I'll see you all in prison if you rape me!"
"Oh no," he said, "you'll beg for everything we do, you just wait."
Annabelle didn't really understand the threat, but it made her shiver with another burst of unholy terror.
"Come on," Zoe said, running her hands over her thighs. "Get her on the fuckin' thing, I wanna get laid."
She went over to Patrick and slid onto his knee, easing her short dress up and spreading her legs. She nuzzled his chest and slowly opened the buttons of his shirt.
"Oooohhh, baby, finger-fuck me while they tie that bitch up." She spread her thighs wider and Patrick slowly worked his hands above her stocking tops and to the wet crotch of her panties. Grinning at her as she peeled his shirt away, he slid his finger inside the sopping wet briefs and caressed Zoe's throbbing little cunt.
Annabelle shivered with terror as Lee came up and took her from Kirby, holding her arms tightly behind her back. Kirby smiled and played with the top button of her blouse as he smiled at her.
"No, let me go, let me go!" Annabelle screamed, struggling against Lee as he pulled her elbows tighter together in the small of her back.
"Oh, don't worry," he said, "I won't touch you until you beg me to."
He laughed and went into the other room.
Desperation filled Annabelle, she knew what was in there. She broke into sobs, struggling, tearing at the iron hands that held her.
"I'll report you!" she screamed. "This is rape!"
"Shut up," Hilary said easily, swinging off her chair and walking over, her hips swaying. "You're far too valuable to leave in that fucking library. Fuck, you've got a body on you that gives any decent man a hard-on just to look at you, and you're gonna learn how to use it. We're going to teach you what you've been missing."
"No!" Annabelle screamed, but it wasn't directed at Hilary. She had seen what Kirby held in his hand as he entered the room. The whip was different from the one Patrick had used on Zoe-a leather-handled cat, with many long, thin, knotted tails to it. It swung from his hand as he walked. But the collar was the same, a studded, wide leather collar that filled Annabelle with even more fear than before.
"Naughty girls have to wear collars," Kirby said with a low laugh as he slid the thick leather around Annabelle's neck.
Annabelle gave the greatest heave she could, but Lee held her and Kirby got the collar on, pulling on it as Patrick had with Zoe, until it was tight, but Annabelle could still breathe. She sobbed as Kirby went over and picked up the chain, returning with it, clipping it to the metal ring in her collar. He pulled on the chain and Annabelle lurched forward, dropping her purse to the floor.
"Now, be a good girl and bend over," Kirby said. "It'll save you a lot of pain."
Annabelle wept. She lunged at him, but he just took hold of her arms and twisted her around again, so that she faced the bar. She screamed as Lee took the chain and the two of them hustled her over and pushed her at the horrible thing.
"You bastards, stop it, nooooo!" Annabelle yelled as she felt the padded bar pushing against her waist. She tried her best, but she couldn't stop them pushing her down, over the bar, Lee puffing on the chain and Kirby pushing her from behind.
Sobbing and screaming every inch of the way, Annabelle was pushed face down over the bar. She tried to kick at Kirby, but he avoided every feeble jerk of her high-heeled shoes. Terror rose in her as she saw Lee wrapping the chain around the base of the apparatus, then locking it in place, so that she couldn't untie it. She felt Kirby take hold of her ankle, pulling her legs open as he heaved her foot toward the side of the apparatus.
"Stop it, you beast, stop!" she wailed, but nothing helped.
Smiling, Kirby lashed Annabelle's ankle to the side bar of the apparatus and went for the other one.
Annabelle reached through, tried to grab his hands and stop him. Swiftly he caught her wrists, then held both of them in one of his • hands as he leaned in a bit and caressed • Annabelle's horrified face.
"Do you know what I'll do if you try that again?" he asked.
Annabelle stared at his handsome face from her upside-down view. The blood was rushing to her face and she could see that her skirt had ridden up, almost to the tops of her stockings.
"Let me go!" she screamed.
He slapped her across the face, hard, his palms lashing into her cheek.
Annabelle was too stunned to react. She reached for her cheek as he let her wrists go and caressed the painful tingling there. Tears filled her eyes, but she just stayed where she was as Kirby lashed her other ankle to the far side of the apparatus. Then he stepped back.
Annabelle knew how she looked. Her lovely shapely legs were stretched wide apart, her skirt well up her thighs. Her ass stuck up high in the air on the bar, the perfect target. And her face was pulled way down, almost to the floor by the chain from the collar. She gasped a little as she struggled with it.
Suddenly there was Zoe above her, holding Patrick by his cock as she grinned down at the bound librarian. She had stripped Patrick and he stood there with his thick cock-rod sticking out like a flagpole.
"See this?" Zoe cooed, dropping to her knees and caressing the massive fucker. "This is a cock. Men stick them up your hole and they shoot lots of thick creamy cum. We're gonna show you how to treat a cock right, how to look after it properly. Like this."
With a low gasp of lust, Zoe sank her sensual lips around the swollen cock-shaft and began sucking on it gently.
Patrick groaned and ran his hands through Zoe's hair, his cock thrusting hard at her soft mouth.
"Don't do that for too long, honey!" he moaned. "I'll shoot, you know what whipping you does to me!"
"Oooh, yesss," Zoe whispered, running her soft lips around the swollen head of his cock. She-licked at his cock gently, sliding her hand over the throbbing pole. "Maybe I should, then you'll fuck me longer, won't you?"
He gasped as her skillful fingers played with his cock-shaft. "You get it hard again, baby, I'll fuck the shit outta you."
"You might have to spank me," Zoe sighed, her tongue running over his heaving prick, "particularly if I shoot it all over this bitch, wouldn't that be naughty of me?"
Patrick moaned as Zoe's mouth slid slowly down his cock, swallowing it inch by inch. He stood, his legs spread, his ass jerking as the sexy little Zoe sucked his heaving fuck-rod. He ran his fingers through Zoe's dark hair, holding her willing mouth over his cock.
Annabelle didn't believe what she heard and saw. Close above her, in her sexy maid's outfit, Zoe sucked Patrick's cock deep into her throat. Annabelle could even see Zoe's throat muscles bulge as she took the head of the monstrous thing in, sucking the fucker while her hands played with Patrick's balls, urging him on.
"You perverts!" Annabelle moaned. "What are you doing to me?"
Her horror deepened as she watched Zoe swallow the throbbing cock deeper, right into her soft mouth. Her tongue flicked out over Patrick's balls, helping the soft caress of her fingers. With the other hand she lifted her dress and worked her pussy, moaning with unrestrained lust as her mouth took the whole of the cock, her throat working over the cock-head until Patrick was leaning back, yelling with lust.
"Oooh fuck!" he bellowed. "How do you do it, whore? How do you do it! Jeeeezzzz, I'm coming!"
His hips began to jerk and heave faster, ramming his cock into Zoe's mouth with an increasing rhythm that drove the little nymph wild with excitement.
"Oh yeahhhh, yeahhh!" he yelled. "Here it comes, here it comessss!"
It was a nightmare for Annabelle. She saw Patrick ramming his cock into Zoe's mouth like a piston gone crazy. She saw him grabbing at her hair as Zoe slid her mouth back up the trembling, heaving cock-rod that pounded into her throat. Soon she was sucking just on his cock-head and her fingers ran up and down his throbbing shaft. His cock swelled, jumped as the cum burst down it. He leaned back, yelling at the top of his voice as his cock burst out with a stream of hot white goo.
Zoe slid her mouth to the side, holding his cock, rubbing it to the pulse of his shooting, licking at the spurting cock-head as the thick streams of cum burst out and flew through the air, all of it heading straight for the helpless Annabelle.
She screamed as a thick gob of jism splattered into her blouse, staining the pure white with its obscene juice. Another jet followed, splattering lower, over the top of her blouse and onto the skin of her throat.
Annabelle screamed as she stared up at the jumping cock, another pulse of cum pouring out of it as Patrick bellowed with lust, his hands in Zoe's hair. For her part, Zoe grinned, holding his shaft, directing the stream of cock-juice over Annabelle's face, jerking the shaft as Patrick came again.
"Nooooo!" Annabelle wept, but had to close her mouth as streams of the terrible stuff poured over her cheeks and lips. She put her hands up, tried to wipe it away, but it was sticky and she only managed to smear it all over her skin.
Another horrible jet of hot white cum gushed over her face as Patrick yelled with satisfaction and then Annabelle slid her mouth back over the cock-head, sucking greedily at the pouring cock.
"Mmmmnnn," she purred, licking at the cock-head as it poured out another stream of cum. "Can't let her have it all." She moaned with satisfaction as Patrick's cock slowed down, oozing cum and then dribbling it until she was licking him clean, still purring with pleasure.
"Ooohhh!" she sighed. "I was such a bad girl, wasn't I?"
"You sure were," he said as Annabelle wept and moaned, struggling to get off the bar. "Look at the poor little cunt, now clean her off and get your ass up."
"Oooh yes, Patrick, yes!" Zoe moaned. She eased her mouth away from his hard cock and leaned in close to Annabelle. "You want me to clean it off?"
Annabelle didn't know what to say. She hung there, sobbing, the feel of the cum on her face driving her out of her mind with horror.
Zoe leaned in and licked at the cum on Annabelle's blouse, taking it up in her skillful mouth and swallowing it down.
Annabelle gasped, but Zoe leaned in farther and licked a smear of the cum off Annabelle's mouth. The touch of another woman's tongue on her lips drove Annabelle out of her mind with horror. She screamed, pushing Zoe away, her flesh crawling with revulsion.
"Stop that!" Kirby snapped. He took the hem of Annabelle's sensible dark skirt and pushed it up over her ass. It was more difficult than Zoe's maid's dress, because it was tighter, but he got it over, revealing a most delicious sight to them all.
"Well, fuck me," he said.
For Annabelle might have dressed in sensible outer clothes, but underneath, she loved to wear the most luxurious lingerie available. She had on pale grey stockings, held up by lacy suspender straps, a black slip and grey tap pants. All this was suddenly available for the inspection of the horrible group that had captured her.
"I do declare," Hilary said with a laugh. "Would you have guessed that? It's even better than mine."
She slid her skirt up, showing the tight black panties she wore, then kept it there as she ran her fingers over the front of the briefs, caressing her pussy through them, running her finger down the crack of her cunt.
"This is gonna be fun," Kirby said as he laid the cane along the very top of Annabelle's ass. "Now, bitch, you keep your arms out of the way and let Zoe get on with it, or I'll whip you with this until you do."
"No! Don't!" Annabelle wept, pushing at Zoe's face as it closed in again.
"Look at her!" Zoe yelled. "Whip the shit!"
Annabelle felt the cane leave her ass. She still didn't believe Kirby would do it, it was too monstrous. There was a moment's wait and the most terrible pain she had ever felt burst out of her ass. The thin cane lashed into her flesh, biting through the silk tap pants as if they weren't there.
"Aaaagghhh! Stop!" Annabelle screamed, jerking across the bar, her ass ringing with pain.
She stared up past Zoe, seeing the cane coming down again in Kirby's hand. It beat into her ass, sending another surge of unbearable agony through her flesh. Her scream rang around the room as she pulsated on the bar, rattling it with her frantic attempts to pull free. She screamed again as another blow sent her gyrating in helpless floods of tears.
"Well, allow Zoe to clean your fucking face off then," Kirby said, lashing her again. "Remember, we still have to get you to take your clothes off, there's a lot more to come."
Annabelle screamed, staring at Zoe's sensual face, grinning wildly, only inches from hers. The agony was unbearable, she couldn't take any more of it. Another blow lashed into her ass, sending her screaming, arching on the bar, her flesh burning with pain. She put her hands up to protect her ass, only to have Lee grab them and pull them down before the next blow landed.
"Aaagghhhh-all right, she can clean my face," Annabelle said, her body wracked with pain.
The cane stopped and Lee let go of her hands. "You put them up again, and you'll regret it."
But Annabelle had other things to worry about. She wept as Zoe leaned in again and ran her full sensuous lips over her face.
"Now isn't that nice?" Zoe purred. "How would you like it if I did this to your pussy?"
Annabelle sobbed, wondering where the depravity would end.
With another moan of passion, Zoe bent at the waist, thrusting her ass up in the air, spreading her legs as she kept on licking at Annabelle's face. She brazenly worked the little maid's dress up over her ass and groaned as the tails of the cat brushed her flesh.
Patrick stood behind the little whore and lashed the cat down. The tails brushed the carpet before whipping up and lashing expertly right between Zoe's wide-open thighs. The knots bit into her pussy, beating the wet panties into her cuntmound as she moaned with delight and licked at Annabelle's face, taking the cum off drop by smeared drop.
Zoe was getting aroused fast by the lash of the whip on her cunt. She was moaning and jerking, her lips sucking at Annabelle's mouth, her tongue flicking over her cheeks. Annabelle saw that Patrick was stroking his cock as he whipped Zoe, lashing the cat between her wide- open thighs, landing each stroke on the stretched material of the panties where they covered Zoe's throbbing pussy. Patrick's cock was hard again, but he kept up the whipping as Zoe moaned louder, her mouth licking at Annabelle's face. It was clean now, but nothing stopped either her or Patrick.
Zoe screamed in debauched lust as the cat whipped her pussy. She slid her feet farther out, thrusting her cunt for the whip as it landed and beat another screaming orgasm into her.
"Oh, I'm coming, mnnnnnnggggg!" she screeched and her ass shot up, her pussy spasmed and fresh juices poured from her cunt, spreading into her panties with each blow of the whip. She suddenly collapsed to the floor, moaning in ecstasy, her ass heaving at the floor. "Ooohhh, Patrick, tear them off me! Then fuck me, please, I wanna fuck!"
Without saying anything, Patrick leaned over the moaning girl. He reached down and took a handful of her white panties, running his hands under them, over her throbbing ass. His cock was as stiff as an iron rod again as he ripped the already frayed material, pulling it away from Zoe's red, whipped ass. She screamed with delight, then rolled and got up, grabbing Patrick's cock, pushing him into a chair. There she straddled him at once, her back to him, holding his cock, taking it to the throbbing entrance of her wet pussy. She stayed just long enough to lift her maid's dress out of the way, then sank her hot cunt over his cock, sliding down the length of the shaft until the whole of the thick monster was inside her. She leaned back against him, her pussy sucking softly at his prick.
"Oohhhh, that's wonderful," she sighed.
Patrick grinned as he unzipped her maid's dress. He started to lift it, working it up her willing body, over her waist, where she undid the lacy strap, then over her head until she could drop it away. She moaned with delight as he undid the little button at the top of her slip and ran his hands over her small, thrusting tits, caressing the tiny mounds as she crooned with lust.
Annabelle shuddered as she saw Kirby coming up to her. He carried the cat and brushed it over her painful and throbbing ass.
"Got a bit sidetracked, didn't we?" he asked. "As I remember, we were about to persuade you to get up on the table and take your clothes off."
Annabelle burst into fresh tears. She couldn't do that, whatever they did to her. And yet she now knew how much pain there would be if she refused.
"Are you ready to do as I say?" Kirby asked.
"No, stop it, let me go!" Annabelle wept, her ass cringing at the expected blow. She grabbed at the chain as Zoe had done, trying to pull it loose, but to no avail.
Kirby ran his hands over her ass, making Annabelle cringe at the degrading touch. "Just let me know when you're ready to behave."
Annabelle stared through her legs at Zoe and Patrick as they fucked in the chair, watching her; Patrick's fingers tightened on Zoe's nipples as she gurgled and thrust her pussy up and down harder on his cock.
Then Annabelle saw the leather tails of the cat swinging down at her and she screamed, the scream rising to a shriek of pain as the whip cut into her ass-flesh.
It felt as if she was being beaten by a thousand points of pain as the knots of the tails bit into her flesh, lashing through her tap pants and sending surges of agony all over her. She screamed, jerking on the bar as the cat swung in again, slashing her ass.
"Noooo!" she wailed, jerking and jumping on the bar, her ass erupting with agony. "Stop it, stop, stop!"
Relentlessly the cat cut in, lashing her ass until she was screaming continuously, her body pounding against the bar, exploding with the constant agony in her flesh. She knew she couldn't take it, that the pain was too much and she would have to give in. She collapsed, writhing with horror and shame, her body burning with the unbelievable rising pain. The cat cut into her ass once more.
"All right, all right, I'll do it!"