Chapter 6
"Yeaahhh!" Colin yelled as he watched the tail of the whip curl downward, then flick up with terrible force, cracking viciously into Angela's soft pussy. Only the last couple of inches of the tail hit, but that was more than enough to send Angela into a terrible paroxysm of pain.
She tensed on the chair, her body heaving against the ropes, almost sending the chair toppling over. Agony gushed from her clit, seething in her body, as she strained against the ropes, her head thrown back.
On the bed, Brigitte moaned as she licked Glen's cockhead, her hands tightening on her lovely soft tits. She rubbed his cock harder between her tit-mounds, her tongue flicking desperately over his prick.
"Behave baby," he said. "Give me everything I ask for."
"Oui, yes, sir!" the little French maid wept as she kept his cock between her tits, his thick round cockhead emerging from the top of her cleavage as she licked and caressed it.
"Please, no, please, let me suck his cock!" Angela screamed.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Inga yelled as she swung the whip, the tail flicking into Angela's unprotected pussy.
"Eeeeuuhhh! Please let me suck his cock!" Angela screamed, her body echoing with pain.
"I'm teaching you pain, bitch!" Inga screamed, her free hand on her pussy, rubbing her wet cunt-flesh as she held her little black skirt up. She swung the whip again, and Angela jerked as the last two inches of the tail bit into her pussy-flesh with terrifying accuracy.
"Aaaaahhh! Please help meee!" Angela screamed, twisting in the bonds, the ropes biting into her neck, thighs and wrists.
"Tell me what you want to do!" Inga screamed, lashing out the whip.
Angela wailed, her body on fire with agony, her thighs shaking with the power of the blow that bit into her clit. Her teddy split for the last time and the sides fell away, leaving nothing between the whip and her soft flesh.
"Please, let me suck his cock!" she wept, straining against the ropes. Inga swung the whip, and Angela gave another scream, but nowhere as powerful, for the tail just skimmed over her asscheeks as it flicked around the hanging strip of her teddy. Inga pulled, and the teddy split right up the side, ripping away, one whole side flying onto the floor.
"You want your dick sucked, Roscoe?" Inga yelled, lashing the whip in again, curling the tail around the other side of Angela's teddy, ripping that away.
"Yeah, miss, yeahhh!" he growled, staring at Angela, his hand on his cock.
"It isn't hard yet, is it?" Inga hissed, the whip cutting into Angela's pussy, getting one more horrible scream of pain from the bound woman.
"No, miss," Roscoe said, stroking his rock-hard fucker. "It ain't hard."
"Get it hard, bitch!" Inga screamed, beating Angela's pussy, jerking the sobbing, screaming woman upright again.
Angela stared at the massive cockhead that was suddenly quivering close to her lips. The whip lashed her pussy again, driving her into a screaming fit of horror, but still she couldn't bring herself to lower her mouth that inch or so and lick Roscoe's swollen cockmeat.
"Get it hard, bitch!" Inga screamed in rising fury, lashing Angela's pussy again. She slid her hands over her own hot cuntal flesh, moaning with lust as she watched Angela's suffering.
Angela's cunt was crimson. Her pussy lips throbbed in horrible agony, a pain that matched anything that had throbbed from her beaten ass. She screamed as she stared at Roscoe's massive cockhead. It was so swollen that she was sure it wouldn't even go into her mouth, but finally she lowered her head and licked over the hard flesh. It was hot and salty, and she moaned in horror, but another beat of the whip stopped her from pulling away. She jerked and screamed, the whip cutting into her clit, the electric agony spasming all over her.
"Can I make her suck it, boss?" Roscoe gasped, staring down as the bound woman licked his cockhead.
"Make her do what you want, Roscoe," Colin said, sitting down in another chair and picking up the black control box.
The whip cut her ass and Angela jumped and screamed, the pain soaring through her body. She moaned as Roscoe grabbed a handful of her lovely chestnut hair and rammed his cockhead at her lips. The whip lashed her. She screamed and her mouth went over his cockhead, taking the massive round ball between her lips.
"Yeah, boss, that's nice!" Roscoe sighed as Angela gagged on his prickhead, her mouth full of hard cockmeat.
"Make her suck you real good," Colin said, turning the control box in his hands, waiting, grinning at Inga.
"Suck him, bitch!" Inga yelled, whipping into Angela's cunt, rubbing her pussy hard, staring at the helplessly bound woman. Inga shuddered and came, her tits heaving out of the sides of her jacket in her excitement.
Angela jerked against Roscoe's hand, but he held her lips around his prickhead and pushed it deep, filling her mouth with hard cock. Her screams of pain bubbled out from around his fucker as the whip lashed her pussy again, driving the agony harder into her helpless body. She spasmed, her mouth around Roscoe's prick, sucking at it as the whip lashed her spread pussy.
As the next whip cut lashed into Angela's ass, Colin pushed the button on the control box. The motors whirred and the clamps tightened viciously, mashing Angela's nipples before they eased off again.
Angela had forgotten about the clamps because of the agony of her pussy. Suddenly the vicious pain rushed out of her nipples, throbbing through her body as the whip landed, sending more agony to her tits, making her scream with agony.
Colin and Inga did it again, Colin timing the surge of the clamps to the moment the whip landed on Angela's cunt. The double agony surged over the bound widow, mashing her guts into knots. Her raw scream of pain gurgled out from around Roscoe's cock as she jerked and his hands held her pinned to his cock.
"Suck it, you whore!" he snarled.
Angela desperately obeyed, her soft mouth running over his throbbing prickhead.
The whip landed, the nipple-clamps whirred tighter and relaxed. Angela's scream rang out and the knots tightened in her guts, twisting and squirming through her body. But, suddenly that strange feeling she'd had before was back, burning again. A sensuous agony overcame the pain of the whip and clamps. The whip lashed her, the clamps bit into her nipples, and she spasmed in the chair, her mouth sinking over Roscoe's cock. The whip and the nipple-clamps were working on her, churning in her guts.
Her mouth slid deeper on Roscoe's cock, sucking with soft rolling motions at the rock-hard head of his cock while her ass jerked to the pulse of the whip and her tits throbbed with the agony of the clamps. Her body began to spasm with feelings she had never known before.
"Suck my cock, you whore!" Roscoe yelled as he forced his bone-hard fucker into her mouth. He grinned at Colin. "This is great, boss! She's sucking good now!"
"You bet," Colin said, pressing the control button again, watching as Angela spasmed in the chair. "You want her to suck you off?"
"Hey, boss, that'd be great!" Roscoe gasped, heaving his fuck-rod at Angela's mouth.
"Can you wait a bit to fuck this whore?"
Colin yelled over to Jack.
"Sure. I got things to do, I can wait." Jack picked up a massive dildo from the pile of things in the middle of the room and grinned at Glen. "Yeah?"
Glen grinned and nodded, waiting as the obedient little Brigitte sucked his cockhead, her mouth running over her own big tits. Then, as she let his cock slide back between her luscious tit-mounds, he gripped her hair and pulled her tear-stained face up to his.
"Are you willing to do anything?" he asked. "Anything to stop the whip?"
"Oui, sir, yes!' Brigitte wept. Her soft lips went down to his cockhead as it slid between her tits again.
Glen let her suck his cock as he laughed lightly. "Ready to take this up the ass?"
Brigitte moaned, lifting her head as he pulled at her hair. "W-what, sir?"
Glen grinned, and Jack shoved the enormous dildo under the little maid's nose.
Brigitte screamed. The dildo was over a foot long and as thick as her arm. There were straps at the base. She could guess what the straps were for.
"Please, please, no, please, sir!"
"Fine," Glen said, "we'll whip you instead."
"No, please, no, sir! I don't take pain, I can't, please! I take it, I take it!"
Brigitte sobbed and sank her mouth over Glen's cockhead, sucking and weeping with horror.
"Get your ass up," Glen said, laughing and winking at Jack.
With a moan of submission, Brigitte knelt up on the bed, her lovely tight asscheeks thrust up, the crack between them wide open to Jack's fingers. He ran his hand over her ass-flesh, sliding the hem of her little slip up, out of the way, revealing the perfection of her ass.
Jack grinned and picked up a tube of vaseline. "You wanna do this yourself, baby?"
He pushed the dildo and the vaseline under Brigitte's nose again.
"Keep your mouth on my cock!" Glen snapped and the helpless little maid sobbed even louder.
"No, sir, you do it!" she wept, licking Glen's cock as it shoved out from the cleavage of her magnificent tits.
"Oh, I won't do it," Jack laughed, "I'll just ram it up dry. You want that?"
Brigitte gave a gurgling scream and reached for the dildo and the vaseline. It was very difficult to keep her mouth on Glen's cock as she worked open the tube and smeared vaseline over the enormous length of the dildo. But she had to do it. She managed to lubricate the dildo from one end to the other, her trembling fingers running over the hard dildo shaft.
"Thanks, honey," Jack said, laughing as he took the enormous dildo back from the trembling maid. He took it and held it tightly, running the vaselined tip over Brigitte's ass. She sobbed harder, her mouth around Glen's cock, sucking for all she was worth, trying to ignore the horror about to happen to her.
Jack worked the head of the dildo into Brigitte's tight ass entrance. She moaned and sobbed, her mouth going deeper on Glen's cock, but he took hold of her hair and hauled her face up.
"Tell us how much you want us to stuff that up your ass."
"Uuurrhh-yes, sir! Oui, sir, yes!" Brigitte wept as her ass tightened up against the invasion of the dildo.
Jack shoved, and the head of the dildo worked into her ass, pushing her ass-muscles open.
Brigitte gasped, her eyes bugging out, her body trembling, her skin breaking out with sweat as the enormous dildo worked into her ass.
"Beg for more!" Glen laughed, running his cock over Brigitte's lips.
"Please, sir-uurrghrghrhh! Please, stick it in me more!" Brigitte sobbed, her ass jerking and trembling around the head of the dildo.
Jack laughed cruelly and slammed the dildo deeper, pushing several more inches of the hard rubber into Brigitte's shitter.
She screamed, her fingers gripping Glen's cock until her knuckles were white, but he didn't seem to mind.
"Want more?" Glen grinned, his cock throbbing in her hands.
"Aaahhuuugg! Yes, oui, sir!" Brigitte moaned. "Oh, sir, it hurt, it huuuuurrrtttt! Aaagghghhh!"
She gasped and almost let go of Glen's cock in her agony as Jack rammed almost six more inches of the dildo into her ass. It entered easily on the vaseline, but that didn't save her any of the pain. She gurgled, sinking her mouth over Glen's cockhead in her agony.
"You rather be whipped?" Glen pulled her head back up, staring into the maid's eyes.
"Uuuurrghhh! No, sir, noooo! Please, sir, no!"
"Then beg for it." Glen grinned, stroking his cock over her lips again.
"Please, more, please-aaaauuuggg!"
The helpless girl almost collapsed over Glen's cock as Jack rammed the rest of the dildo into her ass. The enormously thick rod was stuck into her shitter for over a foot of its length and only a couple of inches stuck out of her ass. Jack rammed the last inches in, and Brigitte shuddered, her mouth running over Glen's cockshaft, her ass jerking and throbbing.
"Now, isn't that better?" Glen asked, gripping her hair, dragging her head up and down his cock.
"Uurrggghh! Yessss, sir, yessss!"
"Now get on with your sucking," Glen said.
Brigitte obeyed at once, sliding her mouth over his prickhead, sucking at it. Her moans emerged from around his prickhead, and her body shuddered in constant spasms as Jack tied off the dildo by sliding the straps around her thighs and tightening them. The dildo was trapped in her ass, rammed right into her guts, her shitter throbbing and spasming around its enormous length. She sucked at Glen's cock, sliding it in and out between her tits, her tongue working feverishly on it as she tried to please her terrible masters.
But her problems were nothing compared to the agony Angela was suffering. With each stroke of the whip on her cunt, Colin hit the control button, and the clamps tightened on her nipples. The exploding pain rushed over her tits, churning her guts. Her helpless ass jerked up as the whip lashed in, her bound thighs spreading as far as the bonds would allow. Her pussy erupted with constant streams of agony.
As Inga lashed Angela's cunt, drops of juice splattered away.
Angela jerked and screamed, her mouth ramming down on Roscoe's cock, her tits throbbing with agony; but her pussy was thrust up, opening for the next blow.
"We got the bitch, Colin!" Inga yelled. "Look at her cunt!"
She swung the whip again and Colin strolled around, pushing the control button, grinning as he watched the pussy juices being flicked away under the assault of the whip.
"We sure have!" he crowed, then tightened the nipple-clamps.
Angela screamed as the clamps bit even harder into her nipples. Her ass jerked as the whip lashed in and her tits erupted with even worse pain as the push of the control button forced the clamps even tighter before they eased off.
Angela's pussy was aching, her clit erupting with the most awful lust, her tits throbbing with a deep, depraved desire. Her mouth sank down on Roscoe's cock as she screamed, and somehow his prickhead was in her throat, throbbing, her neck bulging with his massive fucker. Her fingers twisted in the bonds as her pussy ran juices. Her mouth sank deeper as the churning feelings in her guts grew, washing over the pain, demanding more strokes of the whip to keep growing. She was out of her mind, ramming her throat down on Roscoe's cock as his fingers tightened in her hair and he bellowed with lust.
"Urrhh-boss! I'm coming!" he roared, his fingers deep in Angela's hair, ramming her mouth deep on his cock.
"Have a good time, Roscoe!" Colin yelled. "We're gonna whip this shit into next fuckin' week!"
"Oh, baby, we can do something with this cunt!" Inga gasped, lashing Angela with her incredible precision. "She's going to do real well."
"Yeah," he grinned, "you wanna do it?"
"Honey, I want to teach her, make her a slave," Inga hissed, "make her run everywhere!"
He grinned and hit the control button as Angela screamed around Roscoe's cock. "Guess I'll have to fuck her then."
"Yes!" Inga hissed.
Angela's mind was spinning into a pit of depravity, her body spasming as the first orgasm she had ever had rushed up over her. The pain drove it on, her pussy jerking up for the whip, her tits throbbing as the agony and lust mingled to the point that she couldn't tell them apart. Passion erupted over her, sending her mouth ramming down on Roscoe's cock, taking the enormous fuck-rod into her throat until her lips were around his cockbase and her sucking mouth worked his prick over, sending the muscle-bound Roscoe into roars of release.
"Yaaaahh, bosssss!" he yelled. "She's getting a mouthful now!"
He gripped Angela's hair, ramming his cock effortlessly into her throat as the cum rushed out of his balls and up his shaft. He bellowed with lust, the jizz spurting out of his piss-slit and filling Angela's throat with cummy goo.
As the first jet of cum gushed into her throat, Angela gave a terrible scream of passion and erupted into a climax that shook her whole body. Her pussy throbbed, almost sucking the whip into her fuck-hole. Her tits throbbed to the pulse of the clamps and she came helplessly, still sucking at Roscoe's cock as he roared and shot. She moved her head as he wanted, the spasms of orgasm beating through her.
Roscoe hauled her up, making her take great gobs of cum in her mouth, his cock-slit shooting right over her tongue. She swallowed, running some of the cockjuice around her mouth as she climaxed, her ass still jerking. Roscoe roared and pushed her mouth back down on his cock, slamming his prick into her throat as he shot gallons of spunk out of his fuck meat.
"Bitch, bitch!" Inga screamed as she whipped Angela In her passion, Inga's aim was wandering, and Angela's ass got more doses of the whip, reddening her asscheeks.
But Angela hardly noticed. She was coming, her ass jerking faster, demanding more from the whip as it lashed her. Everything speeded up except for the cum shooting from Roscoe's cock. The pulse of the whip drove her climax to a peak of unbearable lust as the last great gobs of fuck juice shot out of Roscoe's cock and rolled around in her mouth. Her body was rigid as she came, her thighs spread as wide as they could be to take as much pain as possible.
Angela dropped down, her mouth around Roscoe's slowly pulsating cock, sucking up the oozing cum that still oozed out of his cock. A wonderful blackness overcame Angela, and she sank deep into it, collapsing across the chair back.