Chapter 8
Angela burst into tears as Jack slid between her stretched legs, his cock thrusting up at her cunt. He worked her tits as he ran his cockhead over her clit, grinning at her terror and discomfort.
"Get his cock up your cunt!" Colin snapped, lashing across Angela's ass.
"Aaahhh!" Angela screamed, twisting on the ropes. The ropes were drawn so tight she could hardly move at all, and her arms and legs ached as her muscles spasmed. Agony surged out of her ass as the thin tail of the whip cut her flesh. Her cunt slammed down, but Jack's cock slid out of her pussy-crack and up over her belly. "Please, please, noooo!"
Inga chuckled, moving closer to Jack as he sat on the bed, fondling Angela's tits.
"Get it up you, whore!" Colin yelled and lashed Angela's ass with the whip again.
Inga took hold of Jack's cock, stroking it in her fingers, holding it against Angela's pussy mound. "You want to get this up you?"
The whip lashed Angela's ass again and she screamed, her cunt trying to get the cock in before she fell back.
"You want it?" Inga sighed, playing with Jack's cock. "You tell me. I'd like to have it while they whip you."
Inga smiled and bent down, sliding her mouth over Jack's rock-hard flesh, getting a moan from Jack as he rolled Angela's nipples in his fingers.
Angela screeched with agony, knowing she had to beg her one-time maid to put a man's cock up her. The humiliation was almost as bad as the pain, but that awful, surging passion that had betrayed her before was already starting to boil in her guts.
"Oh, good," Inga hissed, "I can have his cock."
She moved farther onto the bed as the whip lashed across Angela's tight asscheeks.
"Aaaahhhh! No, gimme, please, put it up meeeee!" Angela wailed, her body burning with agony and lust.
"What?" Inga crooned, stroking Jack's cock. "My virgin mistress wants a cock up her?" She grinned and licked Jack's prickhead slowly. "Surely not."
"Please-aaaghhh! Please, put it up me!" Angela screamed, gripping the ropes.
"Say, please, Inga, darling, fuck me with this great big cock!" Inga hissed.
"Aaaghhh! Please, Inga, darling, fuck me with this great big cock!" Angela screamed as her ass took another beating.
"What's in it for me?" Inga grinned, still playing with Jack's cock, her soft mouth pouting nastily.
Colin whipped her ass and Angela jerked on the ropes, thrashing around, her massive, painful tits bobbing in Jack's hands.
"What do you want?" Angela wailed, her tear-filled eyes staring at Inga in absolute horror.
"Oh, a lot," Inga replied, working Jack's prick as he grinned and sat on the bed with his legs between Angela's spread thighs. "First of all, the money you owe me."
"Yes, yes-aaaaghhh!" Angela bellowed as Colin cut her ass with the whip again. Her ass was seething with agony, her asscheeks getting even redder. "Yes, I'll give you the money!"
Inga kept Jack's cock running over her clit, and Angela gave a groan of horrible lust as the hard flesh rubbed against her pussy-flesh, sparking more hot surges of passion from her.
"And then you'll be my slave," Inga hissed. "Say yes to whatever I want."
Inga laughed and licked Jack's cockhead, then lunged upward, grabbing Angela by her hair, almost pushing Jack out of the way. She stared right into Angela's terrified eyes.
"I get what I want, bitch!"
Jack chuckled and twisted Angela's nipples. Angela screamed as the pain in her tits rushed out to join the agony in her ass. The whip lashed her ass and she jerked.
"Yes, yes, I will!" she moaned. "I will!"
"Good," Inga said softly, then worked Jack's cock to the tight entrance of Angela's throbbing no pussy.
"Yeaahhh!" he growled as his massive hard prickhead penetrated Angela's tight little hole. "I bet hubby wasn't up here much, hey?"
He twisted Angela's nipples viciously.
"I said I bet hubby wasn't up here much!" he yelled as Angela screamed to the beat of the whip, her pussy sliding farther down his prickshaft.
"Aaaaahhh, noooo!" Angela wailed, her cunt heaving up and down on Jack's massive fuck-rod.
"So," he chuckled, "how many times?"
"Aaaahhh, I don't know!" Angela wept as the whip lashed into her tight asscheeks again.
Jack laughed. "I bet you had him begging, real wimp was he?"
"Aaaahhh! Yesssss!" Angela twisted on the ropes, her body burning from the whipping. But her cunt spasmed over his cock and that added to the passionate fire already growing in her guts, burning brighter with every moment.
"I bet you made him crawl." Jack twisted Angela's nipples viciously as Colin lashed her.
"Yesssss!"
"Suicide, huh?" Jack laughed, twisting Angela's nipples until her scream doubled in intensity as the stroke of the whip hit her whipped ass. "I bet you drove him to it, huh?"
"Noooo-aagahhhh! No, no, please!"
The pace of the whipping suddenly doubled, and the tail screamed through the air to lash her ass.
"You're paying for that, bitch!" Jack snapped. "We cased you pretty well, we know your secret, bitch. You let him choke, huh?"
His fingers tightened on her nipples, and Angela jerked around wildly on the ropes, her body tossing like crazy.
"Nooo, I was asleep!" she wept. "No, I didn't, I-aaaghhh!"
Her cunt lunged down on Jack's throbbing cock.
"I don't give a shit, whore. You're gonna pay anyway!" Jack gave her nipples a final twist and leaned back on the bed, letting Angela work her cunt up and down on his cock.
The whip lashed her ass and Angela moaned, her cunt working over Jack's throbbing fucker as she jerked to the beat of the thin leather. She thought she had reached the worst, but she hadn't.
As Jack lay back on the bed, his cock thrust right up Angela's cunt, Glen took the thin rod and laid it across her nipples. She screamed and twisted, staring at Glen as he stood there, smiling nastily. Inga was at his feet, her mouth running over his cockhead, her fingers playing with his belly.
"He whip you until he comes," Inga said with great satisfaction. "And I can keep him from coming until you promise me anything!"
She cooed as she licked Glen's cockhead and Angela almost passed out.
Brigitte moaned as she lay over the back of one of the soft chairs, her ass waiting for whatever Roscoe wanted to do. He took his time, running his hands over her delicious asscheeks, pushing the massive dildo even farther into her throbbing shitter. Brigitte groaned, gripping the seat of the chair.
Finally Roscoe opened the straps that held the massive imitation cock in her ass. Brigitte moaned as he slowly worked the dildo out of her ass an inch at a time. But then, when it was halfway out, he slammed it back in again and Brigitte tossed on the chair back, sobbing in pain.
"Hey, lady, don' tell me you don' hke it?" Roscoe chuckled. "Uurrrhhh-no, no, I love it!" Brigitte moaned, sweat breaking out all over her body as the enormous dildo worked back into her shitter and then began to slide out again.
She tensed, waiting for the next thrust home. Roscoe did it, chuckling as the little French maid gave a bubbling scream while the thick dildo vanished into her ass again.
"Beg me to fuck you." Roscoe chuckled, his massive cock swinging around, his free hand stroking it slowly.
"Please, please, fuck my ass!" Brigitte begged.
"Hey, boss, you sure pick great ladies!" Roscoe laughed. "They beg for cock!"
"Yeah, sure, Roscoe," Colin said as he swung the whip into Angela's shuddering ass.
"You think I should fuck her now, boss?" Roscoe asked.
"Yeah, she ain't fucked us up, give her it."
"Sure, boss." Roscoe pulled the dildo out of Brigitte's ass with a rush.
The helpless little maid screamed as her ass was suddenly unplugged. She gripped the chair arms, her body shuddering painfully as she waited. Roscoe gripped her ass and ran his cock to the tight, throbbing entrance of her shitter. Then, with one shove, he buried his cock in her ass, working it in easily on the vaseline still left there from the dildo.
"Yeaaahhhh!" he roared, slamming his cock in to the limit, his balls slapping against Brigitte, his fingers gripping her soft flesh tightly, digging in.
Brigitte screamed as her ass was invaded yet again. She jerked on the chair back, her shitter throbbing around Roscoe's massive prick as she struggled.
"Tell me, whore!" Roscoe roared in delight, slamming his cock into her ass and churning it around.
"Yessss, I love it!" Brigitte moaned, clutching at the chair as her ass was reamed out yet again.
"Yeaaahhhh!" Roscoe roared. "I'm gonna shoot right up your ass, whore!"
He held the screaming, twisting Brigitte on the chair back and fucked her ass, driving her against the chair.
Brigitte's screams were nothing to the screeches coming from Angela. And Glen hadn't even whipped her tits yet. He just held the thin cane on her nipples, watching and grinning while the whip lashed Angela's ass.
"Please, noooo-aaaghhhh!" Angela wailed.
us "Noooo, don't do it! Please, I didn't do it to you-aaaghhhh!"
She sobbed, her ass raw, her cunt throbbing around Jack's fuck pole as the whip drove her up and down.
"You're sure right, bitch!" Colin laughed. "You didn't do it to us, now you will!"
He swung the whip, and Angela thrashed on the ropes.
Then Glen lifted the cane, holding it over Angela's tits.
Angela screamed at the sight, her eyes fixed on the thin, trembling wood. Inga giggled and sank her mouth over Glen's cock, taking it in gently, stimulating him, but not getting him too aroused.
Glen lashed her tits, and the whip lashed her ass. Angela went wild, throbbing, heaving, thrashing in totally abandoned pain. But her cunt rammed down on Jack's cock, and he gasped, thrusting up from the bed to fuck his cock deeper into her hot cunt.
"Yeaaahhh, guys, do that again!" he yelled. "Her cunt goes wild!"
Angela was going out of her mind as the thin cane lashed her tits and the whip cut her ass. The cane lashed just above her nipples, beating her tits viciously. She wept and sobbed, her body aching with pain, her ass and tits on fire. The whip landed again, jerking her down on Jack's cock, making her cunt suck at his prick. Her pussy muscles worked his cock over, slamming deep around the thick flesh, spasming over his rock-hard fucker. He gasped and thrust, his cock throbbing faster, going out of control.
"Yeahhhh, guys, do it!" Jack roared. "I'm gonna have a great come!"
He leaned back, his eyes on Angela's tits as the cane lashed across them, beating more pain into the soft flesh. Her ass jerked and slammed down, ramming her cunt over Jack's cock, and he growled with lust, thrusting hard, his cum breaking loose from his balls.
"Whip the bitch!" he yelled. "Whip the shit outa her!"
He thrust his cock up to meet Angela's next violent heave, his cum boiling in his balls.
The agony was unbearable, but the lust slowly overwhelmed everything else. Her ass began to pump harder as the whip lashed her. Colin had to increase the speed of his lashing to keep up. Her cunt spasmed harder on Jack's cock, sliding up and down his thick fucker, her body jerking and thrusting as lust overwhelmed her. She contorted on the ropes, her tits thrust out as the cane lashed across them, her ass jerking.
Suddenly the raging climax churned out of her guts and boiled through her body. She screamed in unearthly passion, climaxes breaking over her in endless waves. Her cunt rammed up and down on Jack's cock, sucking at it in a fury of lust as the orgasm washed over her.
"Look at the bitch, whip her!" Colin yelled, laying the leather whip into Angela's jerking ass.
The whip blurred, beating into Angela's ass-cheeks with slaps that rang out over her screams of passion.
Glen grabbed Inga's mouth and worked his cock deeper into her throat as he beat the thin cane across Angela's nipples, lashing her flesh, beating her tits downward with each stroke. He moaned and worked his prick harder at Inga's throat, but she wouldn't let him come, keeping her muscles loose, her fingers just easing over his balls.
"Jeeezzzzz!" Jack roared as hot streams of cum burst out of his balls and surged up his prickshaft. "Shheeeit, she's coming so fuckin' hard-aaahhhh!"
The jets of his jizz spurted into Angela's pussy as his cock thrust harder and higher.
"Fuuuuuck, what a bitch!" he yelled as Angela's tit-mounds jerked as the cane cut them.
Angela struggled on the ropes, coming helplessly, her body in tune to each lash of the whip and cane, her pussy throbbing as Jack's cum spurted deep in her sucking passage. The force of her come sent her leaping upward, her legs straining, her tits heaving, her ass jerking in horrible desire for the pain of the whip. She sobbed in shame as she realized what she wanted-she needed to come.
She screamed and jerked, Jack's cock pumping cum into her pussy, her cunt spasming as it sucked the hot streams of spunk out of his prickhead.
"Noooo, please, noooo!" she screamed, gyrating as the whip cut her ass and another spasm of orgasm burst through her.
"Ohhh, fuck!" Jack roared as his cock spat streams of cum into Angela's sucking cunt.
He gripped her slim waist, his hands digging in hard, holding Angela tightly as his cock surged in her cunt, rasping over her pussy walls, shooting his hot stream of juice.
"Jeeeezzz, you gotta have this cunt, she's fuckin' incredible!" he yelled, his ass lunging up off the bed, heaving his cock into Angela's cunt to the limit.
Angela screamed, her pussy hole sucking at Jack's cock as the stream of cum began to decline, her body heaving in the surging lust that still climbed and wouldn't break.
Jack gave a final roar as his last hot shots of cum burst out of his cock. He fell back on the bed, his prick subsiding in Angela's cunt as drops of cum oozed out of his piss-slit.
But still Angela heaved and moaned, her climaxes bursting over her, her pussy spasming as the whip cut her ass and the cane lashed her tits. She jerked and screamed, pulsating on the ropes with ever-increasing fury and lust. Jack's cock started to slip out of her cunt and she moaned, trying to thrust down on it for more satisfaction.
Colin laughed and stopped whipping. Glen did the same with the cane, standing there with Inga's mouth around his cock, watching as the bound widow moaned, her body throbbing and jerking.
"What ya want, bitch?" Colin yelled, curling the whip in his hand.
"Aaaahhhhhh!" Angela screamed as her body lost the drive it needed to climax. The dull pain of the ropes around her wrists and ankles returned, and she sobbed as she hung there, sweat all over her body.
"What ya want, bitch?" Colin roared, grinning wildly. "Come on, tell us baby. Beg for it, you whore! You want pain, you know it!"
"Stop, you bastard, let me go!" Angela screamed, her body still throbbing from the climax that wouldn't break.
She stared wildly at them, at Glen standing with Inga sucking his cock, at Brigitte, still bent over the chair, moaning, as Roscoe stuffed his cock into her ass.
"You perverts, let me go!" she demanded. Colin came around and grinned at her, his face close to hers.
"You tried to escape," he said. "So now it's twelve strokes on your tits. Ready for it?"
"Fuuuuck offffff!" Angela screamed.
"Good," Colin chuckled, "it can wait. So who wants her next?"
"I want my ass licked!" Inga snapped, running her mouth over Glen's cock.
"And I'm gonna fuck her ass," Glen said. "It looks like a great ass."
"Nooooo!" Angela screamed. "You can't do that! I won't lick your ass, bitch, I won't!"
"You will," Jack said, "I'll make sure of that."
Angela broke into sobs, her body still heaving from the come that lingered and wanted to grow again. She hung on the ropes, getting a short respite for they were all cheering Roscoe on as he began to shoot up Brigitte's tight little ass.