Chapter 10
Brenda flopped to the floor with a groan of satisfaction and Angie fell half across her body, feeling Jim's soft, but still huge chunk of meat slide from her asshole.
"Well, that wasn't bad," said Jack. He lifted Angie up and grinned at her. "You might make it, kid, you just might. Now get her on the rope, guys.
"But you promised!" Angie shrieked, suddenly beside herself with fear and rage. "You said if I did that you wouldn't-" "I what?" asked Jack, grinning at her. "Read the fine print, kid. I asked you if you would do anything to escape whipping, and you did. But I didn't say that would get you out of it. You would do it if I gave you the chance, but I'm not." He leaned back and roared with laughter.
Angie screamed and struggled helplessly. She had been betrayed. The rope was still hanging there and Jack hauled her relentlessly toward it.
The ropes were around Angie's wrists before she managed to scream again.
"Let me go, you beast!" she yelled, trying to push Jack away. "I did what you told me to do."
Jack chuckled. "But yoti bit Rod's cock," he said. "For that you have to bring all of them off and then suck them all off. Gonna be a long night for you, kid."
Angie screamed as Mac and Tom hauled on the ropes and her arms were pulled upward.
The rope scraped its way over the beam, and Angie was pulled until her arms were stretched to the limit and her feet oniy just touched the floor. She moaned and looked at her tormentors, who were staring at her, enjoying her helplessness, taking in the curves of her wonderful body.
"Get that pole over there," said Jack.
Brenda giggled and went over to where a long thin round pole lay on the floor near the stage.
Angie groaned when she saw it, though she had no idea what it was going to be used for. She didn't have to wait long. Jack had them lay it on the floor under her feet. Then they pulled her legs wide apart and lashed both ankles to the pole.
Angie was now pulled out like an inverted letter Y. The pain in her arms got worse as the weight of the pole was added to her body. She groaned and begged them to stop, but nobody paid her the slightest attention.
"Okay, slut," said Jack, "here it comes."
He walked away and Angie's eyes opened desperately, as she saw him come back with a long thin whip of plaited leather. The tail was fully six feet long and it looked as if it would be more painful than anything she had gone through so far.
"Oh no, Jack," Angie begged. "Don't do that to me, I'll be good, really I will, I'll suck them all off, I will, honestly."
Jack laughed and cracked the whip in the air. "Who wants her first?"
"Fuck," said Tom, "I want her."
"Cunt or ass?" Jack laughed and Brenda giggled as she slid her mouth around Jim's cock, getting it hard again. Candy was playing with Mac's cock, rubbing it and sliding her hands over the hard shaft. Mac watched every moment of Angie's humiliation closely.
Tom looked Angie over carefully, playing with his cock. "Shit," he breathed. "She just had her ass done, I'll have her cunt."
"Good idea," said Jack. "I'll just warm her up a bit."
Angie struggled on the ropes, screaming as she saw him take the whip back and crack it above his head. Then Jack swung it. The tip curved through the air, flying low, close to the floor and then cracking upward at the last moment.
Jack had whipped her right on the tip of her clit. The agony was more than she thought she could bear. It shot through her like red-hot rods, thrusting up into her innocent pussy. Her face a mask of terror, she watched her husband swing the whip lazily through the air again, cracking it behind his head and then slashing it in at her.
The tip landed exactly where it had landed the last time, and Angie rolled, her head thrown back as she yelled and begged him to stop. Her clit felt as if it had been cut with a knife, and the agony rolled up her cunt and through her body.
"Now, the inside of her thigh," said Jack.
He swung the whip with the same deadly accuracy, and Angie heaved upward again as the tip cut into the top of her creamy white leg. The pain roared around her body and she wept as the dreadful leather tip rolled back and then swung at her again. This time it crashed into the top of her other thigh, sending the same unbearable pain through her.
"Oh, please, Jack, stop!" she begged. "I can't take it, you'll kill me."
"Of course not," said Jack with another grm. "I'm just getting you ready to fuck Tom here. Why don't you beg him to fuck you?"
"Oh, Tom, fuck me, please,' Angie begged. "Fuck me, like you want to, please, aaagghhh- oh Jack stop, please! I'll do anything you want!"
The whip had slashed back over her red and whipped pussy, sending her into more thrashing pain. She stared, her eyes begging as Jack dropped the whip and grinned at her.
"Okay," he said. "You get to be fucked."
Angie was just glad the terrible whip had stopped beating her pussy. The hot pain still echoed, bursting out in waves over her stretched body. She saw Tom as he walked to her, his cock sticking out from his loins like a flagpole.
"Shit," he said. "You look good enough to fuck all night."
Angie sobbed as he reached up, held her wrists and slid his cock to the entrance of her pussy.
"Fuck me," he said, "the little shit's as wet as hell."
Angie broke into more sobs at this. Her pussy was running with fuck juice, spreading over the tops of her whipped thighs and down her legs. She moaned and tried to hide her head, but they all laughed at her.
"Ohhhhhm, yeahhhh," Tom murmured as his rampant cock sank into the young bride's pussy. "Shit; she's hot like a whore who ain't had it for a year. Ohhhh shit!"
His cockhead rammed into the top of Angie's pussy channel and she moaned as he almost lifted her off the floor on it. He shoved it in as hard as he could and then leaned back, holding her by the wrists as she swung helplessly on the ropes.
"Okay, cunt. Bring me off."
Angie didn't understand for a moment. Then she heard the soft swish of the whip and her ass exploded with an agony deeper than anything the cane had given it. Her whole body contorted as the thin leather cut a deep red weal into her ass flesh. She jerked and sobbed, her pussy clutching at Tom's cock as the force of the blow rammed her body harder at him.
"Aaaghhhh, oh God!" Angie screamed.
She felt as if her ass was burning with all the pain in hell. The whip lashed out again as she heaved up against Tom, taking his cock deep into her helpless pussy. As her body fell back, the whip lashed her once more and she gave another unearthly scream as her ass flesh jiggled under the terrible beating.
Jack laid into her in time to the pulse of her body on and off Tom's cock. Each lash threw her onto him, each whipping brought more screams from the tortured bride as her pussy walls stretched and spasmed under the assault of the rock-hard cock.
Tom roared with delight. He hung onto the rope around Angie's wrists and leaned back, letting the agony of her heaving body do all the work. Her lunges were rapidly bringing him off, and the rippling of her pussy muscles each time the whip landed were driving him crazy.
Dimly Angie saw the others in the room, gathering around, enjoying her agony. Both the men now had the girls on their laps, their hot cocks slowly moving in and out of the willing pussies. Rod, the only one left out, was playing with his bitten cock as he watched. Angie knew that he would have something especially nasty for her.
Jack laid the whip into her ass, and Angie screamed as she tossed on the rope and her body rammed back down on Tom's stiff prick. But the agony was receding, as always, into a surging tide of lust that once more threatened to overwhelm Angie. The bite of the whip only increased it and Jack knew exactly where and how to whip her.
Angie moaned with lust, trying to hide the exploding emotions inside her. Her head rolled and she moaned as the whip crashed into her luscious ass cheeks. She knew her ass had started to circle, waiting for the whip, anticipating the lunge of her body onto the rampant cock inside her.
"Confess, bitch!" Jack snapped. "You're coming, confess!" He whipped his wife with a fury that sent her screaming into the air.
"Ohhhhh, nooo!" Angie sobbed, her flesh ablaze with passion. Her head tossed as the whip landed again. The agony of her legs, stretched and weighted by the pole, was giving way to a desire to spread them more, get the cock so deep inside her they would never be able to get it out again and to hold it there while it squirted sperm into her for hours.
"Confess!" Jack snarled, the whip curling through the air.
"Aaagghhh!" Angie screamed. "Ohhhh, God, leave me alone, leave me, aaagghhhh!" She tossed around, feeling Tom's cock swell inside her cunt as it started to pump cum deep inside her.
"Ohhhh, shit, I'm coming!" Tom yelled. His face contorted as his cock spurted into the helpless bride. He leaned back even farther, grabbing Angie's hands as he tried to lift her on his shooting cock. "Ohhhh, fuck, ohhhh, fuck. Whip the shit outa her. whip the shit outa her!"
Jack was doing his best. The whip landed with a crack across Angie's crimson ass. She screamed and the dreadful orgasm broke, there was nothing she could do to stop it. She yelled. Her hips pumped at Tom's cockshaft and she tossed to the beat of the whip on her ass.
"Confess," Jack yelled at her, "confess!"
Angie heaved upward. She felt Tom's cock pump cum until it was running down the insides of her thighs. She felt the whip, driving her orgasm to insane heights of lust.
Tom's shooting cock slowed. The pouring cum gave way to a dribble and his cock began to soften. He gave a moan of satisfaction and almost dropped away from Angie's stillspasming body. His cock slid out of her throbbing cunt with an audible plop.
Angie threw hereself upward on the ropes, her moans ringing around the room, her body tossing, begging for more.
Jack stopped whipping her. The room was quiet as everybody surveyed the tossing, spread- eagled bride. Her eyes were closed, her breath ragged and she moaned desperately.
"What do you want?" asked Jack.
Angie moaned and struggled on the ropes. "You beast! You beast, you're trying to make me like you."
Jack laughed. "You got it! And it looks like we don't have to do much more to get it either. Now, what do you want?"
Angie was desperate for more cock and more of the whip. Her endless orgasm was ebbing because there was nothing to fuel it with any more. But to confess meant confessing that she was a hopeless whore, a slave, a plaything for the lusts of these terrible men.
"Very well," said Jack, coming around to face Angie again. "So we'll have your ass next. Who wants it?"
"Me," said Rod, coming forward. "I wanna ram my prick up her ass while she gets what she deserves." His cock trembled as he looked at Angie, hanging there, waiting helplessly for him.
Angie gave a groan of terror. She struggled with her bonds and the seething emotions that were threatening to take her over. She looked at Rod's cock, saw the still faint marks of her teeth and knew he would get the most terrible delight froin her agony. With an evil grin he came behind her and ran his hands over her whipped ass.
Angie moaned and tossed, her ass twitching. But the pain ran sensuously over her body, and she felt her pussy juices flooding down and over her thighs. Mac pinched her whipped flesh and she cried out, her body heaving, her mind in utter turmoil.
She stared at the whip, curling in Jack's hand. She felt lust surging out of the rough contact of Mac's hands on her ass and knew she was going to give in.
Then Rod spread Angie's ass cheeks. His hands went in, sliding over the pussy juices running like a flood out of her cujit hole. He spread them on his finger and slid it into her ass, lubricating it. Angie moaned, her eyes still on the whip as it curled lazily, the promise of so much pain and ecstasy in the thin plaited leather. Rod's finger fucked Angie's ass until the pussy juices were spread over the wails and his fingers slid in easily.
She moaned and heaved herself up on her arms, but the weight of the pole soon carried her down again. They all waited for Rod as he slowly ran his finger into Angie's ass one more time and then pulled back, his cock ready.
He grunted and forced the tip into Angie's tight entrance.
Angie yelled and her ass shot back in the most disgusting display of lust. Her hot little hole tried to get the cock, suck it right up inside, while her tits thrust out, knowing what was coming.
"Look at that," said Jack with satisfaction. "Little whore can't get enough. I knew it. Confess, bitch."
Angie gave a terrible scream of desperation. The thin tip of the leather cracked across her niples, sending her tits bouncing up and out from her chest. Her ass slammed back and took Rod's cock right in, until his balls slapped against her still-crimson ass cheeks.
Angie screamed. Her ass rammed at the cock, taking every inch while Rod reached up as Tom had done and grabbed the ropes around her wrists.
"Ohhhh, God, God, God," Angie moaned as she watched the whip curl lazily in the air and Her scream echoed from the roof as her nipples exploded with agony and her head spun with lust. The cock in her ass rasped over the walls, thumping into her guts while the agony from her tits grew and fed the terrible flames of desire and damnation. Her body seethed and rocked to the come that was bursting like a slow-motion star shell in her guts.
The whip crashed in agaib, and her tits bobbled while the explosion grew in her ass and she screamed in total abandon. She didn't care what they did to her now. She was damned to hell, so she might as well go all the way and get everything her whore's body wanted.
"Confess," Jack snarled and Angie rolled on the ropes in a sudden and violent flash of anger.
"Fuck off!" she yelled at Jack. Her tits thrust out arrogantly and waited for the whip. He looked at her and smiled. For a moment, their eyes met and Angie saw the most incredible gaze of admiration from him.
The whip curled at Angie's tits, and she heaved and yelled with release. Rod's cock in her ass was swelling and throbbing, and she knew he would shoot his load before long.
"Go on, whip me!" she yelled at Jack. "Whip me, get one of your whores to suck you off while you do it. Go on, have a good time, you shit!"
Jack snarled as he laid the thin leather into his wife's tits. It was a slashing blow, harder than any of the others, and Angie went over the top as he whipped her. The orgasm burst out from her ass, throbbing, exploding all over her body as she rolled on the ropes, her mind a haze of lust.
"Ohhhh, yessss, whip me!" she screamed. "Whip me, come on!"
Her voice echoed around the room, and she heard it dully, a long way away, as her tits thrust out for more pain and her ass walls throbbed and sucked at the cock up her shitter. The volcano of lust in her, repressed for so long, finally broke free. Her body heaved up and down on the ropes, while her ass rammed on the hard length of Rod's cock until he was panting and moaning.
"Whip the little whore, Jack!" he yelled. "Whip her, I'm coming, I'm gonna shoot right up her ass! Ohhhh, fuck, I'm gonna shoot up her ass!"
He was as good as his word. His prick slit started pumping cum into Angie's guts. He held on to the ropes as his shaft jumped out of control, pouring all his fuck juice into Angie's bound body. Each pulse of his cum was met by her asshole sucking at the throbbing shaft until he felt he would go out of his mind.
He poured more cum out in one go than he'd poured into any whores he'd bought and fucked, dreaming of just such a wonder as this. He raped the beautiful blonde as his cock spasmed and dribbled the last of his cum, and Angie screamed with the release of all her pent-up passion.
"Aaaaghhmmm, whip me!" she yelled. "Harder, you shit, harder, harder, I need it harder! Oh shit, can't you do better than that?"
She screamed, her body yearning for more pain. Her tits reached for the whip, exploded with lust, as the leather cut into them, but still she needed more.
Jack watched Angie. He saw her eyes as she tried to get that last bit of agony she needed to crash over the final pinnacle of her come. He saw Rod sliding out of Angie's ass as his wilting cock got squeezed out by her demanding muscles.
Then, as Angie screamed for more, he let her have it.
Beside him, Mac yelled as he came in Candy's hot little cunt. Jim was staring glassy-eyed as his cock fucked into Brenda's pussy. He would be over the top and shooting soon as well. Both girls were going out of their minds as they watched the former ice maiden begging for Jack to whip her Jack swung the whip in a circle. It blurred as the tip swung into Angie's tits, and she jerked on the ropes, screaming for more. Faster and faster the hard leather cut into her helpless tits, until the whipped flesh was still boucing when the next blow landed.