Chapter 9
Justine came around slowly, lying on the floor, her body a sea of pain, but also of a strange satisfaction. She rubbed her ass and looked out blearily. Queenie was standing by the massive dildo while several of the men argued.
"No," one of them said, "fuck, if she's on that, we've only got her mouth. I wanna fuck her ass."
"So fuckin' what?" another of them said, "we got all night."
"If you wanna put her on it later, fine," the first man said, "right now I'm gonna ass fuck her. Come on, have a blow job."
All the time Queenie stood there, snuffling, tears rolling down her face. Her ass and tits were red from the whippings and there was cum all over her.
"Ah, shit," the second man said, "all fuckin' right, let's do it."
The first man grabbed Queenie who gave a slight scream, but more from surprise than anything else. She didn't protest as she was flung face down over a small table. The second man took her by her blonde hair and slid his cock into her mouth. The first one came up behind her and spread her thighs, running his thick cock over her ass crack. As he pushed his stiff prick into her shitter, Queenie gasped and arced on the table. She moaned as her ass was filled with the thick cockmeat and plunged her head down on the cock, swallowing it into her hot little throat.
"Yeahhh," said the first man as he plunged his cock into Queenie's soft ass, "that's real nice."
He slid his cock out and rammed it back in. Queenie's body heaved and twisted, and a deep moan escaped her mouth as it worked back down on the cock. Her legs trembled, thrusting back at the invading prick as the threesome settled in for a long fuck.
Most of the rest of the men were sitting around, looking well-fucked out. A couple of them still had hard-ons, but most were limp and glassy-eyed.
"So, you're awake," a voice said and Justine twisted to see Verna standing over her, the cat in her hand.
Suddenly Justine wasn't half as afraid as she had been. She could take it, whatever this sadist did to her. She lay back on the floor, her head still spinning from all she had been through.
"Did you see what you did to my ass?" Verna said softly. She turned and slid her skirt back up over her hips. Her slim, well-formed legs in the tight black boots ran up to the scratched, red skin of her curving ass cheeks.
"Well, mistress," Justine said mockingly, "you did tell me to do it. If you can't stand the heat, mistress, get out of the kitchen."
Verna slowly turned back and stared at Justine. There was a light of amazement in her eyes as she stood over the dark-haired schoolgirl.
"Well," she said, "I didn't guess you'd turn out like this."
Justine just stayed there, holding Verna's hard gaze.
"Kiss my ass," Verna said, turning back, lifting her skirt just the few inches to her waist.
For a moment, Justine was going to tell her to fuck off, but she knew instantly that wasn't the way.
"Yes, mistress," she said, with her new mocking tone.
She rolled over, her ass burning, her tits a flaming mass of agony and awful sensuality. As Verna bent over, thrusting her ass higher for Justine, the little schoolgirl crawled across and kissed her scratched ass flesh.
"Ooooohhhh," Verna said contentedly.
Justine didn't reply. She kissed Verna's ass cheeks, marveling at the deep scratches her fingernails had inflicted. The touch of Verna's soft ass cheeks on her lips was very sensual. She found herself responding to it almost immediately. She kissed over the trembling flesh, licking the torn skin, working her way closer and closer to the crack of Verna's ass. With her hands she caressed Verna's upper thighs, wandering her fingers nearer to the open slit of Verna's pussy. Verna was getting hotter, her ass thrusting back for more of Justine's mouth, her pussy juices flowing over her thighs, dampening Justine's fingers.
"Mmmmmnnnnn," Verna purred, stroking the cat in her fingers, "you have learned well. Don't stop."
Justine had no intention of stopping. Her fingers kept up their soft caress as she moved her mouth across Verna's ass cheeks and down into the soft flesh of her ass crack. She kissed either side of Verna's ass, then licked her tongue out, caressing the very edge of Verna's tight asshole.
Verna gave a low moan, her ass heaving at Justine's face and Justine didn't disappoint her. She slid her hands right around Verna's thighs, pressing her mouth tighter between her ass cheeks, sliding her fingers over Verna's throbbing pussy, working her slit, pressing her clit.
"Uuuuurrggg," Verna moaned, her ass bud pulsating over Justine's mouth. "Oooohhh, that's good, that's real good."
Justine licked her tongue right into Verna's hot ass, shoving it into the crinkled hole, licking around while her fingers teased Verna's pussy.
"Mmmnngghhhh!" Verna moaned, her voice getting higher and sharper. "Oooohhhh, fuck, you learned well, ohhhhh!"
She started bucking back at Justine's face, her pussy and ass throbbing with rising lust. She spread her legs wider.
Justine played her, driving her higher, licking at her ass, swirling her tongue around in the dark hole, her fingers playing on Verna's clit until the dominatrix gave a yell and started to climax. She screamed, throbbed her ass back at Justine's mouth and Justine pulled away, dropping back onto the carpet.
"Well, mistress," Justine said brazenly, spreading her thighs, sliding her fingers over her pussy, "is there something you want?"
"You bitch!" Verna screamed, swinging around, her gaze blazing with fury. She was heaving with lust that couldn't be satisfied. She paced up, spread her legs around Justine and raised the cat high over her head.
With a deep scream of horrible lust, Justine pulled her hands away from her pussy and thrust it up, opening her thighs wider. The cat lashed her clit, the knots beating agony into her flesh.
"Yaaahhhhh!" She screamed, her body rolling as she thrust her pussy higher. "I can take it, mistress, I can take it, see!" The cat lashed into her cunt once more, driving another scream of lust from the young girl. "Yeahhh, whip me, mistress!"
The next blow of the knots sent her over into a screaming climax, yelling and wailing as her lust peaked.
"So," Verna snarled, lashing her captive again, "so you can take it, huh, whore?"
"Yes, yes, yes, mistress!" Justine screamed, her body on fire with depraved emotions that filled her with as much horror and shame as lust. But each time the whip landed, the lust took over, claiming total control.
"Okay, whore!" Verna yelled.
She stopped the whip and left Justine tossing on the floor, her hands feverishly working her clit. She strode over to the men, sitting dazed in their chairs.
"Come on," she snarled, "there must be some of you who can still get it up."
"Yeah," one of them said lazily. "You get those whores to suck us hard again, we can do it."
"Karen, Diana," Verna snapped, "get them hard again, they're gonna be needed."
The two maids climbed up and went over to two of the men who signaled. They dropped to their knees and took the two soft cocks in their skillful hands. As Verna paced away, they began licking and sucking at the pricks.
"Right, bitch," Verna said, striding back up to Justine as she lay there, rubbing her pussy shamelessly, openly. "You're gonna bring three of these suckers off while I whip you the whole fuckin' time. You wanna try to take it like this, or do I tie you up? Huh?"
Justine gave a low gurgle. She finger-fucked herself, looking up at Verna. She couldn't understand anything any more. She hated herself for feeling like this, but she came just lying there, thinking about the whip and three hard male cocks. Her whole body ached from the punishments it had suffered, but nothing stopped the rush of lust.
"Get up," Verna snarled. "Get me the first one, Diana."
Over the small table Queenie moaned as the two thick cocks continued to slam in and out of her body. She sank her mouth over the surging cockhead as the man held her head and heaved his stiff prick at her throat, pushing in until his balls bounced against her chin at the peak of each stroke. The man fucking her ass drove in to the hilt, pushing his cock deep into her spasming shitter, sending hot sparks through the little blonde's body.
Queenie heaved, her ass walls trembling, her body melting in the heat of the double fuck. Spasms of passion shot through her, bursting in her ass and throat as the cocks fucked her. Low gurgling screams broke from her mouth as she sucked the throbbing cock, running her tongue around it, going delirious with the feel and taste of the male cockmeat.
"Fuuuuck," the man said as he grabbed her head and forced his cock deeper into her unresisting throat, "this whore's as hot as the other one."
"Yeahhhh," the other man said as he pumped his cock into Queenie's hot shit pit, "but look what that whore's doing."
Justine stood in front of a man whose cock was just about hard. At his feet knelt Diana, her little blonde head bobbing up and down as she sucked extra stiffness into the prick.
"What hole do you want?" Verna asked the man, spreading her legs wider in the black boots.
"Think I'll fuck her," he said, his hips thrusting at Diana's mouth.
"Good, lay him down, Diana, make him comfortable."
Diana held his cock and took him to one of the sofa. There she eased him onto his back and put cushions behind his head.
"Diana," Verna snapped, "that cock isn't fully hard. This little whore deserves a fair shot, bend over."
"Yes, mistress," Diana moaned. She pulled what remained of her little dress uniform up over her ass and bent over the man's cock, thrusting her ass up, the tight cheeks curving deliriously.
"Here," Verna said and handed the cat to Justine. "Use it on her until you're satisfied he's hard enough."
Justine gaped. She looked at the cat, then at Verna.
"Get on with it!" Verna snapped.
The surge of passion that broke over Justine was almost more than she could take. She panted, her tits heaving as she walked up and slid the tail of the cat over Diana's shivering ass.
Somehow Diana had escaped a whipping so far, and the creamy white ass cheeks drove Justine wild. She found that her pussy was streaming with lust juices as she raised the cat in a dream, held it over her shoulder and then lashed it downward, across Diana's straining ass.
Diana gave a low moan and her mouth sank farther on the man's cock.
"Whip the shit," Verna said easily, "don't tease her."
Justine gave a rising gurgle of lust and fury. She raised the cat, lashed it into Diana's ass, watching the red stain spread as the little blonde gasped and sucked at the cock, her ass waving, getting redder by the moment.
Justine swung the cat again, her breath getting harder with lust. Her arm swung, the knots beat into Diana's ass and the little blonde gave a scream of pain, her mouth deep on the cock.
"Yeahhhhh!" Justine yelled and whipped Diana faster and harder, her arm swinging with growing release and fury. She reached down and played with her pussy, gasping and sobbing with lust as the climaxes spread over her. She glanced over at Verna, but the dominatrix was leaning on the wall, watching, with no sign that she might stop Justine.
Diana started sobbing as the whip cut her ass. Her mouth was at the base of the man's cock while he lay there, grinning, his hips beginning to thrust up in his growing lust.
"Fuck, kid," he said, "you can hand it out as well as take it."
"Uuurgghhh!" Justine yelled and stopped, the most unearthly passion running over her. "Lemme see his cock!" Suddenly she understood the depth and cunning of Verna's challenge and she was going to meet it to the full.
Diana slid her mouth off the man's cock and knelt, rubbing her ass, sobbing with pain. Justine walked forward, bent over the cock and took it in her soft fingers, running her hand down the length. It was rock-hard, and the man panted with lust. Very slowly Justine slipped her mouth down it, running it to the depths of her throat and holding it there.
"Yeah," Justine said, "that'll do." She turned to the sobbing Diana. "You get those cocks hard when you're told to!"
"Fuck off, you bitch," Diana snarled, her blonde hair tossing in fury.
"Okay, whore," Justine yelled, "it isn't hard enough, suck it."
"Fuck off!" Diana yelled, but Justine grabbed her and swung her with incredible fury, forcing her down.
"I'm not doing it!" Diana screamed. "You let me go, you bitch!"
"Do as she says," Verna snapped, "or I'll let her tie you up and do as she likes."
With a moan of surrender, Diana sank her mouth over the cock, sobbing helplessly.
"It isn't hard enough, is it?" Justine yelled, laying the whip into Diana's ass.
Diana's scream bubbled out from around the stiff prick. She pulled her mouth back. "No, it isn't hard enough!"
"What did you say?" Justine demanded, lashing her again.
"It isn't hard enough, mistress!" Diana sobbed.
Justine stopped the whip and stood there, chuckling, her chest heaving, bouncing her large, luscious tits. Behind her, she heard Queenie screaming as she came. The first man was pumping into her ass, the second man had her by the hair as he shot cum all over her face. Gobs of it splattered into Queenie's lips as she screamed and moaned with the force of the orgasms rolling over her.
Justine turned back to the moaning, sobbing Diana. "Okay, it's hard enough now."
"Yes, mistress," Diana moaned.
Justine's dream world soared higher as she stepped up and pulled the little blonde away. She handed her the whip. "Give this to Verna."
Diana kept her eyes down as she went off and gave Verna the whip.
Justine slid over the man's legs, her pussy throbbing with desire for the long hard cock. She knelt up, watching as the men gathered around. A fresh surge of lust burned over her as she ran the cock to the sopping wet hole of her pussy and slowly eased herself down it, filling her hungry cunt with hard prickmeat. She turned and grinned wildly at Verna who stood there with the cat.
"Do it," she said.
Verna laughed. "Ass or tits?"
Justine turned to the man whose cock was throbbing and swelling already at the depraved game the two women were playing.
"Which would you like?" she purred, rolling her hips, her hot cunt sucking at his cock.
"Ohhhh fuck," he moaned, "your ass, whore, your ass!"
Smiling like a devil, Justine bent down over him, her ass beating her pussy onto his cock with rising thrusts. She caressed her hot tits across his chest and leaned closer, her mouth nuzzling his neck as she rammed herself on him harder and harder.
Verna lashed the cat into Justine's ass. The once-demure, frightened little schoolgirl gave a shriek of undisguised lust and thrust down on the cock, then up, demanding the next blow. It came, beating into her whipped flesh to the pulse that Justine wanted, slow, hard, but with a quickening pace, the strokes lashing in as she screamed.
"Yeahhhh!" she shrieked, "whip me, bitch, whip me, whip me! Come on, I can take it! Hurt me, hurt meeeee! Aaagghhhh! Yeahhhh! do it!"
Her body tossed, her dark hair flung wildly as she fucked the cock, her pussy going wild on the throbbing, heaving cock meat.
The man gathered closer, and Verna whipped her faster. Below her the man gasped, his cock thrusting and growing in her hot cunt.
"Fuckin' bitch!" he yelled. "She's bringing me off, ohhh fuck!"
"Not yet!" Justine yelled, but already she felt his cock throbbing with the cum gushing down his shaft. She screamed as her pulsating cunt was filled with hot wet goo, spurting out of the cock as the man yelled, heaving her up on his pouring prick, his hands running over her thrusting tits.
"Oooohhh, fuck!" he yelled. "You can't hold it in with this cunt. Ooohhhh, fuck!" His hips jerked, his cock poured the hot cum and Justine shrieked as she tried to get more.
He dropped back on the sofa.
Verna stopped the whip, staring, amazed at Justine.
Justine crawled off the still oozing cock, the fires in her body in complete control. She staggered up to find that several more of the men had hard cocks back, just from watching her.
"Who's next?" she demanded.
She lost all sense of anything after that. She was on her back on a table, cocks in her mouth and cunt while the cat lashed her tits and the crashing orgasms poured over her. Cum shot all over her mouth and face.
The whip cut into her throbbing pussy, gobs of cum beating out from the contact as she took another thick hunk of cock down her throat. Cum gushed over her tits, and Queenie and Diana were licking it up as another cock shot high in her cunt and the man bellowed, lifting her ass off the table.
She had a strange, dim memory of holding Verna, the two of them kissing and caressing. Of Verna's pussy and ass as she licked the cum from them, of Verna's hot mouth licking her pussy and shamelessly going around to her throbbing asshole.