Chapter 8
"So he won't answer, eh," snarled Hank Scovill. "I gave him plenty of time. The deadline's passed." He turned and scowled at his prisoners, tied and propped against a wall of the warehouse. Their bodies were wrapped in light robes, but were naked underneath.
"Paco delivered the film to the guard at the gate five hours ago. I know that sonofabitch Morrison is home. He's got to have seen it by now." The bearlike man strode over and stood looming above his captives. "There's only one thing to do about it," he said. He turned away. "Carmen! Paco! Get the camera ready. It's time to make another reel of the Morrison family home movies!"
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The pallet was in the midst of the cleared expanse of floor. On it lay Janice and Sandy Morrison. They were both stark naked, and they lay so that each woman was staring into the other's tangled cunt bush.
"Real good," Carmen announced. She stood over the pair with one hand held behind her back. "Now, eat pussy, both of you."
"Go to hell," Sandy said listlessly. She closed her eyes and turned her face away from her mother's cunt.
Carmen flicked a glance at the camera. Then the hand came out from behind her. She brought the six-foot whip over her shoulder and down onto the girl's ass.
Sandy screamed and rolled against her mother's long body. Both their hands were tied, both were helpless to defend themselves against the vicious leather lash.
"Eat cunt," Carmen said.
Sandy lay sobbing with her cheek pressed against Janice's brown-furred cunt. Roger cursed steadily under his breath. With a sigh Janice leaned forward, pressing her nose between her young daughter's bare thighs.
Without a letup in her weeping, Sandy lifted one leg. A whiff of sweet perfume from her pussy drifted to her mother's nostrils. "I'm sorry, Sandy darling," she whispered. "I don't have any choice . . ."
She moved her head and kissed Sandy gently on the pussy. A shiver went through the girl's slender body. Janice put out her tongue and lightly touched the tiny nubbin of Sandy's clit. Sandy stiffened and then moaned. She was beginning to enjoy it.
Sandy's tender pink pussy-lips parted easily and allowed her tongue to delve between. Sandy quit crying and moved her body so that her cunt was pressed firmly against her mother's mouth. She lowered her leg so that her soft thigh lay across Janice's ear.
"Oh, Mommy," Sandy sighed. "Oh, Mommy, it's wrong, I know it's wrong! But it feels so good to have your tongue in my cunt. Don't stop-please, keep licking my-"
Janice heard the whistle of the whip and flinched, waiting for the stinging bite of leather on her naked flesh. But instead the whip lashed Sandy, cutting an angry red line over her hipbone and across her white buttocks.
"Owwwwwwww! Nooooooo! Don't whip me--Daddy, don't let her whip me!"
Stunned, Carmen stopped with her hand poised to strike again. She looked at Hank, who was obviously as nonplussed as she was by Sandy calling him "daddy."
For a moment the big man paused. "If she won't eat cunt, cut the little bitch to shreds," he growled. Laughing with unnatural lust, Carmen did her best to obey.
"Stop!" Janice shrieked, her panicky cry rising even above Sandy's wails of pain. "Don't whip her! Whip me instead-pelase, stop hurting my baby!"
Her only answer was the rhythmic cracking of leather on vulnerable, female flesh.
At last, exhausted, Carmen paused in her beating. Sandy kept twisting and squirming as though the lash was still licking like fire at her naked body.
"That's enough," Hank said.
He walked over and bent down to run his hands over his daughter's body. She winced away from his touch, crying out when he touched one of the red waals crisscrossing her ass and sides.
"You don't like it, do you, honey?" he asked. "If you don't like it, you can make it stop. All you have to do is eat your mommy's pussy like a good little girl."
"Damn you!" Janice hissed.
Sandy Morrison raised a tear-stained face to her father. She looked at him for a minute, then nodded. She lowered her head again.
An involuntary moan of pleasure escaped Janice's lips as her daughter's mouth closed over her pussy. Then a searing agony wrapped around her rump, making her jump and scream.
"You eat her out too," Carmen ordered, coiling the black and white whip.
After being forced to consume Carmen's oily, reeking cunt the day before, it was almost a relief for Janice to tongue out Sandy's young cunt. They had been given baths the night before by their captors. The girl's pussy smelled fresh and sweet, not sweaty and rank as Carmen's had. And Janice loved the girl with all her mother's heart. The act was doubly forbidden-lesbian incest!-but the idea of giving pleasure to her daughter was far more pleasing to Janice than the idea of servicing Carmen's bizarre lusts had been.
And as for it being forbidden, concepts like that seemed to have lost their meaning in the last forty-eight hours.
With her cunt filled with the sweet delight of her mother's lips and tongue, Sandy did her clumsy, inexperienced best to return her mother's oral-genital favors. All she thought about now, in fact, was trying to give her mother as much joy as she could by using her young mouth on her cunt.
Dimly, she remembered what little sex educa-tion she had had. What was it her mother was doing to her pussy that made her whole body tingle with delight, soothing away the pain of the recent whipping? A woman had something called a clitoris, she recalled. It was supposed to be the most sensitive part of the pussy. It was up at the top of the slash, in a fold of skin at the vee where the inner cunt-lips met.
Gently, Sandy probed with her tongue. She felt the skin of her mother's cunt flaps slide back. Then the tip of her tongue encountered something tiny, hard, and slippery.
Janice's body jerked as an electric shock of pleasure jolted through her body. She yelled right into Sandy's cunt, and the girl's ass bucked in response. Her brain whirling with ecstasy, Sandy fastened her lips on the little nubbin of her mother's clit and sucked it into her mouth. Her mother's teeth were crushing her own clit-button, while her long tongue fucked in and out of Sandy's cunt like a small but agile cock.
Their bodies straining together, cunt to mouth, tits to firm belly, mouth filling with each other's fragrant and flavorful cunt honey. Janice and Sandy Morrison ate each other's pussies until their bodies were gripped by a mutual orgasm.
They writhed as though the floor had gotten red-hot, and mouthfuls of rich warm cunt muffled cries of shared delight. No sooner had the tides of climax ebbed than they settled in to trying to bring each other off again. There was no reluctance now as lips and tongues probed dripping cunts.
"That's enough," Hank said. "Get 'em apart." He took the camera from Paco, who grinned and rubbed his crotch suggestively.
"If you want to fuck something, stick your Mexican dick in that hot sister of yours," Hank told him. "Get those two belly to belly on the table, and leave their pussies alone."
With Carmen's help, Paco picked up Janice Morrison and carried her to the low table to which Sandy had been tied to. They laid her on her back and went back to pick up her daughter's unresisting form. They placed Sandy atop her mother's body, face down, and pressed into the juncture of Janice's neck and shoulder.
Quickly and efficiently, Paco and Carmen bound the two together with a rope passed around their waists.
With the remnants of afterglow lingering in their pussies, Sandy and Janice cuddled against each other. Their jugs were squeezed together nipple to nipple. The cherry-like nubbins of titflesh grew hard, rubbing against each other with delicious friction.
Janice's legs were tied apart, lashed to the legs of the table. Then ropes were tied around Sandy's ankles and her legs were bent upwards. The ends of the ropes were tied to the legs at the far end of the table.
In this position the cunts of both women were exposed to the lusting eyes of Hank and his helpers. The camera, too, took in the two pink-petalled blossoms of cunt, spread wide at the very edge of the table.
"Bring the kid," Hank instructed, as he closed in for a shot of the two pussies. A pearl drop of cunt sauce glittered at the opening of Sandy's pussy channel.
Roger struggled as Paco and his sister untied him. But he came along readily enough when they led him to the table where his mother and sister were tied stomach to stomach. In fact, he knew what was expected and was ready to go!
The same fatalism that possessed Janice and Sandy had come to him as well. He was going to have to do it anyway, so why not like it? It wasn't as if he had not spent a lot of time trying to figure out ways to get into baby sister's pants when they were growing up together-or hadn't whiled away many an afternoon jacking off and dreaming illicit daydreams about stuffing his impossibly beautiful mother full of his giant prick!
And the hot lezzie show that Janice and Sandy had just put on had made his big fat cock as hard as a length of steel!
Not at all reluctantly, Roger went to his knees between the two pairs of lovely feminine legs. His cock quivered. Its head pointed right at the parting of Janice's cunt-lips, and then he lunged.
A moan was ripped from Janice's pale throat as her son's cock drove home in her well-oiled cunt. It was all but unbelievable how huge his cock was! He scooted forward on his knees, pushing every inch of his throbbing cock into his mother's waiting pussy.
For a moment he lingered there, in paradise. Janice's pussy molded itself to the huge bar of his prick like a hot, wet glove, gently and insistently sucking it.
Roger could hear the camera whirring away behind him. He couldn't have cared less. Let the whole damn city watch him-he was going to fuck his mother and his sister, and they were all three going to enjoy the hell out of it! And let the camera and his father and Carmen and Paco be damned!
Slowly, with a maddening corkscrew motion of his hips, Roger pulled his cock from Janice's pussy. "Ahhhhhh," she said. Then she made a little noise of disappointemnt as her son's cock plopped from her twat.
"Sorry, Mom," he said with a glance over his shoulder. "Got to share the wealth a little. You don't want them to whip Sandy any more, do you?"
"Don't try to fool your mother," Janice panted. "You want to fuck your sister so badly you can dly stand it. The chance she'll be whipped if don't has nothing to do with it. Well, go ahead and do it-but hurry and finish so you can fuck your great big cock into me again!"
"Yes, Ma'am," he said obediently. His swollen cock-head stabbed once at the girl's cunt-lips, and then plunged between. Roger's cock went into Sandy
s cunt to the hilt with one mighty thrust.
"Oh yes! Yessssss!" moaned Sandy. "Hurry back!" she cried as he brought his cock rapidly out of her tight, tight cunt.
With alternating strokes he fucked his mother and sister. In seconds the two women had gotten into a kind of competition. They were tightly bound so that they had every little freedom of movement, but each was trying with what freedom she had to outfuck the other!
Their mother had by far the more experience, but Sandy had learned a hell of a lot in the last few days and was putting it all to use.
"Hot fucking damn!" Roger gritted through clenched teeth as her cunt surged around his withdrawing prick. It felt as if he'd fucked into a cement mixer!
"Startled, big boy?" the girl asked lewdly. "Well, when you stuck that nice fat dick in me again, I'll show you something that'll make your eyes pop!"
"Mother knows best, honey," Janice told her son as she sucked his cock into her with a wild rippling of her cunt muscles that seemed to make his hair stand on end.
When Roger's prick was buried balls-deep in her twat, Janice bit her lip and clamped down hard. "Now you're in there," she groaned. "I'm not going to let you go!"
"We'll see about that!" Before Janice could react, Sandy had lifted her head and pressed her lips to her mother's in a wet, fervent kiss. As the two tongues twined together, Janice's cunt relaxed its deathgrip on the boy's cock and it slid reluctantly out into the air again.
But only for a second! Then it was hammering into Sandy's cunt again, stretching the virgin-tight walls of her pussy to the razor-edge of agony.
In and out Roger fucked. His tempo increased gradually until his hips were a blur. Once by accident he stuck his prick into his mother's asshole. The little opening relaxed instantly and sucked him in before he realized what was happening.
As he fucked into the unimaginable snugness of his mother's ass, Roger felt something snap deep down in his balls.
He couldn't hold it any longer. He had to come!
With a gasp he jerked his cock free of his mother's anus. Wildly he stabbed it back into Sandy's cunt. The resilient oily walls closed around it, almost as tight as Janice's asshole had been.
He couldn't stand it any more Sandy felt his cock give a mighty throb. "Oh, Roger's coming!" she cried. "He's coming in meeeeee!"
Her cry of triumph took off on a hysterical rising note as the first spurt of her brother's rich jism triggered an orgasm in her eager, grasping young pussy.
"Yes, but it was fucking my ass that made him-omigod! He's sticking it in me! And he's spraying come clear to my tonsillllssss!"
A noose of muscle clamped around Roger's cock and pulled it into his mother's cunt. His jism fountained all over the womb that had given him birth. But he struggled manfully and managed to yank his cock out of her climaxing cunt. The next shot of come to jet from the tip of his prick went all over his sister's upturned ass, to the delight of Hank behind the camera, but the next was delivered to the very depths of Sandy's orgasming pussy.
In one cunt, out, into another, constantly jetting come-Roger's giant prick pounded like a piston of meat as the three came together in one blinding, crazy, three-way orgasm!
At last, their passion spent, Roger collapsed on top of his sister's nude and quivering young body. His cock nestled in the furrow between her snowy buttocks. A thin trickle of come drooled from its tip.
"Well, you all certainly enjoyed that," Hank Scovill said.
Roger nodded weakly and the two females sighed.
"So now it's time for something you won't like nearly as much," the redheaded giant went on. "Get them set up for the next act."
Roger tried to rise, found his tied arms gripped from behind. Paco and Carmen lifted him up onto his feet and dragged him backwards. He went along until the backs of his knees bumped into something unyielding. He sat down abruptly.
It was some kind of rough wooden table. Carmen and her brother made him lie full length on his back.
"You'll like this part," the black-haired girl said, dropping to her knees beside him. With that she took his half-limp prick into her mouth and started sucking. Paco walked back to the table where Sandy and Janice still lay tied belly to belly.
Like a snake, Carmen's tongue coiled around and around Roger's enormous cock. It started to harden almost instantly. The Chicana knew all there was to know about sucking cock. And if Roger Morrison had needed any proof of that, which he didn't, he was getting it right here and now!
When Carmen, with obvious reluctance, let the spit-gleaming and erect length of cock slide out between her lips, Paco positioned Sandy so that she was straddling her brother's hairy crotch, her arms still bound behind her. Of her own accord she lowered herself onto that magnificent spar of cock.
Pleasure filled Sandy's being as Roger's cock filled her cunt. Her pussy juices flowed from her cunt-lips and drowned his balls. She sighed and let her body fall on top of his.
Being tied was no new experience for the adolescent by this point. She lay docilely, thrilling to the feel of her brother's hard chest muscles against her rigid nipples as Carmen and Paco tied them together with ropes around their waists. The two were tied securely, but with a little experimenting Sandy found she could fuck by rolling her butt up and down. She and Roger both sighed in happy anticipation of the delights of another bout of incestuous screwing.
"Hey, what's happening?" Roger demanded suddenly. He felt blood rushing to his head and looked wildly around.
Carmen was working the camera now, and Hank and Paco were lifting the lower end of the platform into the air! While Roger watched over his sister's bare shoulder, the two raised it to a steep angle and propped it up on a sawhorse.
Sandy giggled and bit him on the neck. "This is going to be fun," she promised in a low voice. How she had changed in the past few days! Roger felt that it was definitely for the better. "What's that?" she asked suddenly. "What are they doing to my butt?"
Roger peered at the well-sculpted curves of his younger sister's back.
"What-what are they sticking into my ass?" Swallowing nervously, Roger told her: "It's a candle, honey."
"A candle?" she asked, not understanding. She felt her brother's body stiffen.
Then she heard the sound of a match being struck, and flaring into blazing life.
All at once she understood. She screamea. "Nooooo!" Sandy howled. "They're going to light the candle! Don't-oh, dear God, please don't do it!"
"Do you get the idea?" Hank asked Roger as he frowned up at him over the girl's shoulder. "Prop his head up with a pillow, Paco."
The Chicano did as he was told. When he'd finished, Hank grinned at his son. Then he slapped his daughter on the rump.
It was a gentle blow. But it was enough to send droplets of hot wax spattering all over Sandy's upturned butt. Searing green wax dappled the pale flesh.
The girl shrieked.
Roger thought his eardrums would burst. "You bastard!" he raged. "How can you do this?"
"It's easy," Hank said easily. "What you need to do is hurry up and come off before the candle burns down into the little girl's asshole!"
As Roger's face twisted with disgust, Hank reached out to caress a white asscheek. Sandy's flesh seemed to crawl away from his touch.
"And you, sweetheart," he said softly, "what you need to do is fuck big brother for all you're worth, no matter how much it hurts. Every move you make is going to spill that fiery wax onto your ass. But the sooner you make Roger come, the sooner we'll get you out of this."
He whacked the girl's bottom again. More wax spilled, and Sandy screamed again. Then he stepped back to give the camera an unobstructed view of his latest sexual torture.
Experimentally, Roger probed his cock into the girl's cunt. It produced a hideous shriek as molten wax burned her ass.
"Sandy, listen," he told her urgently. "We've got to do it his way! Fuck me, baby-fuck me so I come soon and he lets you go!"
Gritting her teeth, tears streaming down her lovely pain-racked face, Sandy began to move her hips. The first move brought a torrent of the seemingly boiling wax pouring down onto her rump. Her cry was muffled against her brother's neck.
Grimly, Sandy began to fuck. Her brother's cock had started to go limp from watching and listening. With slow, unhurried movements so as not to bring more wax raining onto her flesh, Sandy brought his cock back to raging life.
"God, you're getting good!" her brother murmured.
The girl rolled her hips. Her cunt was wet despite the torture she was going through. The feeling of having her pussy totally filled with her brother's throbbing cock thrilled her beyond compare.
"Fuck me, brother dear," she whispered, and stuck her tongue in his ear.
It was a very bad mistake.
Reflexively, uncontrollably, Roger fucked up-wards, burying his cock all the way in the dripping glory of his sister's cunt. The violent thrust unleashed a lava-like wave, washing over his sister's ass in a tidal wave of red agony.
"Aiiiii!" she screamed. "Aaaaaahhhh!"
Her ass thrashed wildly, madly, trying to escape the searing liquid pouring down from above. And the more she thrashed, the more wax came down to burn her tender ass flesh.
Across the room Paco had bent Janice Morrison over the table and was methodically butt-fucking her with rapidly increasing vigor. His cock was too skinny to give the woman any real pain, and she enjoyed anal fucking enough to be able to take his prick in without any problem or discomfort. But she was in dreadful agony just the same. Every tortured cry torn from her daughter's lips stabbed into her vitals like a white-heated iron.
She wanted to cry. She wanted to die. She wanted to help her beloved little Sandy, and she hated herself for her inability to do so.
Roger was pained by his sister's cries too. But her frenzied struggles were a different matter entirely! As the boiling wax drove her wild, her ass churned and bucked and roiled and thrashed and worked around his pinioned prick in an unbeliev-able symphony of erotic motion.
So hot and furious was his sister's pussy as she squirmed frantically that Roger felt sure his cock was being charred and ground to a nub. But he didn't care! He was being fucked the way he'd never been fucked before, and he was loving it!
Even Sandy's horrible shrieks of pain were driving him on, whipping his libido to a frenzy. The more the girl thrashed, the more wax cascaded onto her vulnerable ass. And the more her brother's passion was enflamed. The more Roger was turned on, the harder he drove his cock in and out of her snatch-and the more wax dripped onto her skin.
The way Roger's cock was being manhandled by the girl's cunt, he couldn't have held back long even if he'd wanted to!
Her cries were not the only sound in the room. Over her screams and the grunting of Roger and Paco as they fucked faster and faster came Hank Scovill's insane, evil, vengeful laughter.
After a seeming eternity of being torn between lust and pity for his sister, Roger felt his balls clench. Then a large wad of come began to crawl the length of his buried cock, and it finally burst free to fill his sister's undulating pussy channel with one mighty spurt.
"There!" crowed Roger, wincing as his orgasm made him fuck the girl harder still and spill more wax on her ass. "I've come! She's made me come-let her go!"
"In a minute," laughed Hank. "But you got to finish first!"
Sandy's butt seemed to be encased in green wax now. Some had cooled and caked and fallen off, but more was raining down in an agonizing cascade every second. The girl sobbed and moaned and pleaded. It did no good. Sadistically, Hank made her wait until every last, foaming drop of her brother's come had spent itself in her cunt before he stepped forward and snuffed the flame.
"Well, that's it," he said cheerfully. "Paco?" "Just a-unnggghh!-second," Paco replied. Bracing himself with his hands against Janice's rounded asscheeks, he pulled his cock out of her tiny asshole. It popped free and gave a last spurt of come over the woman's snowy mounds of assflesh. Then he pulled up his pants.
"Get this tape to Morrison," Hank ordered, "This is just a mere hint of what he'll be seeing damned soon if he doesn't come up with the money real fast!"
Grinning, Paco nodded and left.