Chapter 11
"Ohhhh, yeahhhhh!" Angie screamed. "Ohhh, whip me you fucker, whip me!"
Her body went out of control. The spasms of her come overcame her and she heard herself screaming as she fell into a deep, comfortable, satisfying darkness.
Angie came around slowly. She moaned and stretched, feeling the echoes of pain running through her body. She wasn't tied up! She rolled, trying to understand where she was. In the distance, she could hear voices. Slowly she opened her eyes.
Jack sat around the table with Brenda and Candy, but there was no sign of the men. Angie cautiously looked around and stifled a groan as the agony in her whipped ass and tits ran around her body. No, the men had gone. She touched her own ass.
She gave a low moan, which none of the others seemed to notice. She was depraved, she was just like Jack wanted her to be. Each caress of her hands drove her higher. She wanted more cock, more whipping. It was terrible.
Her hands crept away from her ass and up to her equally whipped tits. Then she couldn't pretend any longer. Her fingers rubbed her ni ples, feeling them harden and grow. The flesh of her tits glowed and throbbed with the remembered pain and the terrible desire for more.
Angie couldn't help it. One hand strayed down to her pussy, rubbing the still-red flesh where Jack had lashed so viciously with the whip. The hand on her beaten globes pinched her nipple while her other fingers ran into the wet entrance to her pussy. Angie groaned, rolling on the floor as a new tide of lust rose over her.
"Ah, so you have come back," said Jack, turning in his seat.
He was dressed, his shirt open to the waist. Beside him, Candy and Brenda lounged, their short skirts up over their thighs, the tops of their dresses still open to below their tits. Candy had her black leather dress while Brenda wore a tight white blouse and skirt.
"Come here," said Jack.
Angie moaned, but she had no thought of disobeying. She crawled over to him, naked, on the hard floor.
"Take my cock out," he said.
Without hesitation Angie knelt up and slid the zip of his pants down. Jack's cock was huge and hard. Angie worked her hands up and down it, panting at the sight. She wanted it so badly, but still she couldn't confess it to him.
"Suck it," said Jack.
Again Angie didn't hesitate. She slid her mouth over the tip of the rampaging prick. The thick, hard flesh filled her mouth and she moaned with lust. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she sucked the hot rod. The swelling cock-shaft grew in her mouth until it thrust into her cheeks and to the back of her throat.
Her fingers playing up and down the shaft, Angie heaved and tried to resist the temptation to run a hand down to her demanding little pussy.
"I suppose you're wondering why the men went," said Jack. Angie didn't answer. Her mouth was crammed with cock and she didn't want to let it go. "They couldn't take it. They were fucked out, they said, but they couldn't take a little slut like you going that crazy. They were shit scared, they don't understand how you love it like we do."
Angie gave a terrible moan and tried to sink more of Jack's cock into her mouth. He savage ly pulled her face up by her hair and stared at her.
"Confess, slut!" he ordered.
Angie sobbed and wept, trying to grab his cock and get it back into her mouth. Saliva ran over her lips as she stared at it, wanting it so badly.
"Confess and you can have as much of my cock as you like," said Jack, staring into his young wife's eyes.
Angie gave a shriek of horror. She tried to struggle free, but his strong arms held her. Her pussy oozed juice, her fingers ran desperately down and rubbed her swollen clit.
"Take your hands away from your cunt or I'll whip it while you suck Brenda and Clay off," said Jack.
Angie screamed. Her fingers rammed into her pussy and she leaned back, her legs spread wide, her hands fucking her throbbing cunt. Jack held her by the hair as she came, her fingers blurring on her hot, wet clit. Angie heaved again and again, her screams echoing in the room.
"Very well," said Jack. "You were going to have to suck the men off before they got chicken and ran, so we'll do it anyway."
Effortlessly he picked Angie up and slung her over his shoulder. She screamed, but her fingers wouldn't leave her insatiable cunt. Even as he carried her toward the ropes that had made her siffer so much, she continued to finger-fuck herself, moaning and struggling, biting Jack's shoulder and any other part of his body she could reach. He ignored her, apart from slapping her ass cheeks a couple of times.
The ropes were arranged differently now. They were looped over the beam so that the low end of the loop was at about waist height. Angie hardly noticed as Jack slung her roughly across the loop so that she bent over it at the waist. Even there her fingers worked her pussy while her legs spread so that she could get at more of her demanding flesh.
"Shit," said Jack, &she can stay that way, she ain't gonna move."
He went over to the table and picked up the thin cane. Angie gave a low moan of lust as she saw it. The slight curve of the thin wood, the trembling tip, all of it drove her out of her mind. The two girls got up and came over with Jack, standing close to Angie, watching, enjoying the spectacle.
Jack stood and watched his bride, bent double over the rope, her wanton legs spread as far as they would go while her fingers played with her pussy and she moaned with unbeatable lust. Gently he laid the cane on Angie's red, throbbing ass cheeks.
"If you confess," he said, "I'll let you play with yourself all the time you're sucking Brenda and Candy off and I'm whipping you. Then you can have my cock any way you want it. You can have anything you want, in fact."
Angie moaned and heaved on the rope. She felt the touch of the whip and she came. Screaming with terrible desire, she convulsed at the very thought of the pain she would get, the orgasms she would have. Her mouth contorted as desire throbbed in her body, demanding to be let out.
"But, if you don't confess," said Jack, running the cane lightly over her ass cheeks. "I'll tie you up and you'll have to watch the three of us fucking any way we want and all you'll get is cum on your face, like you did the first time.'' Angie thrashed on the rope. She screamed as her fingers worked her clit, getting more and more pleasure, but wanting more, a depraved desire that couldn't be satisfied with anything but more agony and more cock and more pussy.
"So," said Jack. "Confess and it's all yours. Confess."
Angie couldn't confess to wanting all those dreadful things. She looked up at Candy and Brenda, standing there, their hands playing with their pussies as they waited for her. Angie stared at the hot triangles of their cunt hair.
She would suck those, suck anything for a chance to get some more cock. In fact she wanted to suck pussy, wanted to do anything Jack told her to do! She groaned and tried to fight the tide slowly overwhelming her.
"Very well," said Jack. "So we'll tie you up and you can watch."
"No!" Angie screamed, her mouth open as wide as her staring eyes. "No, I confess, I want it! I want to be whipped! I'll do anything, anything you tell me. Ohhhh God, let me suck them, please! I'll only come when you tell me to, please."
"Well, we'll see," said Jack. "You wanna go first, Candy?"
"Sure," said the hot little redhead.
She slid to the floor and opened her legs around Angie's face. In one movement Candy slid her short leather dress up to her waist and reached for Angie's face. Angie groaned with joy. Her face sank into Candy's pussy and her willing lips sucked at the steaming, open cunt.
"Ohhhh, shit," Candy moaned as her legs spread wider and she clamped Angie's face to her pussy. "This little cunt's come a long way, she can really suck now."
Candy's back arched as she lifted her cunt and levered it harder into Angie's face. Then Jack lashed the thin cane down on Angie's stretched ass cheeks.
Angie didn't pretend any longer. Her ass beat upward and her muffled scream of lust burst out from Candy's cunt. Her fingers rolled over her own throbbing pussy as her ass cheeks heaved, waiting for the next blow.
When it struck, Angie tore her face away from Candy's cunt.
"Ohhhh yeahhhh!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh beat the shit outa me! Come on! Ohhhhh, Jack, I love it, please, do it, please!" Before Candy could grab her again, Angie rammed her face back down to the demanding, wet pussy.
Angie went wild as Jack lashed her throbbing ass and her mouth grabbed for Candy's wanton little pussy. Explosions of come rocked Angie as the cane dug lines of delicious agony into her tight ass cheeks. Each beat sent another crashing climax soaring through her body. Her muffled yells and screams burst from Candy's throbbing cunt.
With a great sigh of release, Candy slid away from Angie's mouth and Angie was left there, the cane lashing down on her ass while her fingers ran all over her steaming wet cunt.
"Give me another one!" Angie yelled as Jack whipped her ass so hard the cane looked as if it might break. "Gimme more! More!"
Jack whipped the cane down onto the throbbing globes of Angie's ass and looked at Brenda.
"Your turn," he said with a grin.
Brenda dropped to the floor, her short skirt up to her waist, her pussy hair running with fuckjuice. She grabbed for Angie's face and pulled it in to her lunging, hot pussy.
Not for a moment did Angie stop working her own demanding cunt. She wanted it so bad she could hardly breathe. Her tongue licked out and caressed Brenda's wet, hard clit, hearing a moan of lust from the hot little slave. Brenda's long dark hair fell to the floor as she flung her head back and spread her legs wider to get more of the delicious cunt-suck Angie was giving her.
"Bite me, cunt," Brenda demanded as she arched her back and heaved herself off the floor, resting only on her shoulders and feet. "Fuuuuccckk, eat me! Eat my cunt, eat it!"
The cane crashed into Angie's ass and the once-pure bride sucked Brenda's clit into her mouth and set it between her sharp front teeth.
Brenda groaned in ecstasy as the hard contract on her passion bud sent massive shocks of come through her. Her back arched farther until her short dress was up round her tits and her pussy was rammed as hard as it would go into Angie's willing mouth.
Then, as the next lash of the cane landed on her ass, Angie bit into Brenda's pussy flesh. One full bite and she sawed her teeth across the throbbing clit, feeling Brenda's body go crazy with the pain. Then, with every shock of the whip on her ass, Angie chewed at Brenda's clit, biting, chewing, sawing her teeth until the dark-haired girl was screaming and heaving on the floor.
"You shit, shit, you shit!" Brenda screamed as her clit exploded with the come.
Her pussy juices poured out into Angie's mouth, and Angie sucked them down, feeling the hot fuckjuice running over her chin. The cane tore into her throbbing ass flesh, and Angie surrendered to the surging lust again.
As Brenda came and rolled on the floor, Angie heaved on the rope and her own explosions of lust burst from her body. In a heaving mass of female flesh, the two women came together, their demanding bodies rolling for over a minute until they were totally satisfied.
Angie flopped away from the ropes and fell to the floor. Her surging come was receding. She gasped for breath, taking in huge lungfuls of air until her tits stopped heaving and she could look around.
Brenda grinned at her. "Shit, kid, you were great."
Angie smiled and rolled onto her stomach. "Yeahhhhh," she purred. "I got it now. Fuck, how many men do you think we could take on in a night?"
Brenda chuckled and ran her hand down to caress her pussy. "Shit, I don't know. We always run out before we can get fucked out. Unless Jack's around of course."
Angie turned and saw Jack with Candy at his feet. She was gently sucking on his cock.
"Hey!" Angie shouted. "That's cock's mine. Get out of there!"
She rushed to her feet and ran over, throwing Candy out of the way and sinking to her knees at Jack's feet. With a groan of lust, Angie sank the rock-hard cockhead into her mouth and let it run into her throat.
Candy almost threw her out of the way, but Jack stopped her.
"Listen, kid!" he snapped. "She's right, the cock's hers if she wants it. You just wait."
"Fuck that!" Candy yelled. "It was my cock first." She rushed in and pulled at Jack's arm. He threw her back and she crashed into the table.
"Bend over!" Jack snapped.
"No," Candy shrieked and tried to get at Jack again.
Angie moaned as she let Jack's big cock run into her throat. She marveled at how easily he held Candy as she yelled and tried to hit out at him.
"Over the table, bitch," Jack snarled at Candy. "Or I'll hang you up and let you watch for a weekend when we get there."
"You bastard," Candy breathed. "You would too, wouldn't you?"
"You have to ask?" Jack whispered.
Candy gave a low moan and turned, bending obediently over the table. Angie glanced sideways and saw Jack's young cousin clutching the edge while her ass beat slowly up and down, waiting for what she knew was coming. Angie watched Candy's shapely thighs as they twitched and saw Candy's fingers reach down to caress her pussy. Slowly Jack raised the cane.
Angie watched as Candy jumped on the table and screamed as the red line ran into her ass.
"You bastard!" she yelled. "You bastard, aaagghhh! The cane beat into her again.
Angie was fascinated to finally see what it had been like for her as her ass was beaten. Her fingers went down to her cunt and rolled her already hot and wet clit.
Jack's cock swelled in her mouth and throbbed deep in her throat as she sucked him and felt as if she could come just from the wonderful, rasping pressure in her mouth and throat.
Candy yelled and tossed as the cane laid into her ass. Jack whipped her faster and harder as his cock swelled and forced its way deeper into Angie's willing mouth.
Angie could feel he was going to come and shoot all that wonderful jism deep in her throat, and this time she didn't want to miss any of it. With a low moan of wonder, she ran her mouth back and just sucked on his cockhead, her fingers running up and down his rock-hard shaft.
Candy was going berserk on the table. Her ass thrust up for the whip and her screams rang out.
"Ohhhh fuck!" Candy yelled. "Aaaggghhh, you fucker, I'm coming, I'm coming! Suck him off, Angie, he won't stop till you've sucked him off! Aaaagggghhhh! Suck him off you bitch, suck him off!" She gave another deep scream as the orgasm burst over her.
Angie suddenly realized her power.
"What's it worth?" she asked, holding Jack's cock, playing with it, just letting the thrusting, swollen cockhead between her luscious young lips. Jack didn't care. He whipped Candy's ass and grinned down at his now very knowing wife.
"You bitch!" Candy screamed. "I'm not, aaaggghhhhh, not giving you anything. Aaaaagggggghhhhh!"
"Okay," said Angie. "I've always wanted to see how long I can keep Jack on the edge without him going over."
She sucked gently on his tip and looked up at her master. He smiled and let her play with his stiff rod any way she liked. Angie slid the throbbing fucker into her mouth a little until she knew Jack was about to shoot and then pulled back.
It was a dangerous game. Jack could go over the top and ruin all her plans, but already she had the confidence to play the game and win. She felt Jack heave as his cock almost shot. Then he moaned and his hand came down on Angie's head, holding her hair.
"Shit," he whispered. "You must have known this all along."
He let her mouth work on his cock while he lashed the cane into Candy's ass once more.
"Aaaahhhh, ohhhh shit!" Candy wailed. Her ass was as red as raw hamburger and almost as pulpy. "No, I won't, I won't."
"Oh good," Angie said, loud enough for Candy to hear. "I love cock, I wanna keep Jack like this all night."
She ran the swollen cock flesh into her mouth and sucked on it, sliding back the moment she knew Jack was going to come.
"Aaaagghhhhh!" Candy screamed. Her ass collapsed on the table and she burst into tears. "All right! What do you want?"
"Mmmmmm, let me think," Angie murmured as she watched Jack lash his cousin again. Candy had come and reveled in the girl's shrieks of agony as the cane whipped her ass. "How about she sucks the two of us while you fuck me, Jack?" she asked.
Jack grinned and whipped Candy's trembling ass.
"Sounds good," he said. "Sound good to you, Candy?"
"Yesssss, anything!" Candy wailed as she was forced to take another whipping. "Anything you want!"
"Deal," said Jack and lashed Candy's sore assflesh. "Now Angie will be a good girl and suck me off right away. You shouldn't have much more to take, you little cunt."
Angie sank Jack's cock into her throat and her muscles convulsed around it as she felt him starting to come. Her fingers worked her throbbing pussy, letting her own climax burst through her. It wasn't as deep as the comes from the whip, and certainly nothing like the whip and a cock deep in her body, but it was great enough.
She felt Jack's cock throb and beat in her throat. She caressed his balls, feeling them tighten and heave as the cum burst out and shot down the cockshaft. The first jet hit the back of her throat and Angie screamed with lust. This time she was going to take it all.
The wonderful, hot jism dribbled out of her lips as she ran it around her mouth. With one finger she caught it and licked it off as she continued to take the floods of it pouring into her mouth. Jack yelled with each throbbing shot.
His hand swept up and the whip landed on Candy's ass at the peak of each come, sending the wanton, screaming little whore out of her mind.
Angie licked at the white goo, giving in and swallowing some of it as more and more filled her mouth.
She moaned with delight as she tasted the sticky fuckjuice, feeling Jack's cock jump and twitch as it spent deep in her throat. Then Angie pulled back and let him shoot all over her face.
"Oooohhhhh, fuuuuuckkkk!" Jack yelled. "That's the best blow job I ever got, ohh fuckkkk!"
He shoved his cock deep into Angie's throat for a final deep shot of cum and gave Candy a last heavy lash of the cane. All three of them moaned and relaxed as the passion ebbed.
But Angie didn't stop sucking Jack's cock. She wanted what she had earned. Somehow she knew it was going to be this way, but she was still ecstatic to find that the stiff cock shaft didn't soften at all. It held up as he slowly worked it in and out of her softly sucking mouth.
"You want your reward now, little girl?" he asked.
"Ohhh yess!" Angie moaned. "I want your cock up my cunt while Candy sucks us. Now."
"Very well," he said. "Then we really must take off for our honeymoon. I have the most wonderful place on the beach. You'll love it."
Angie gasped and sank his cock back into her mouth.
"Ohhh, it wounds wonderful," she said, her voice muffled on his huge cock.
"And there's lots of bars around there," said Jack softly, holding her hair, steering her demanding mouth over his fucker. "So we can send Brenda or Candy out to get as many men as you want."
Angie almost fainted at the thought of it. She rammed Jack's cock into the back of her thraot and sucked at it for several seconds while her passion surged. Then she slid it back to her lips and gazed up at him.
"And I will be punished if I'm a naughty girl?" she asked coquettishly.
"Just like these two," Jack said. "You may be my wife, but you're also my slave."
Angie moaned with new desire. "Ohhhh, I hope you don't mind, Jack," she said, gasping, "but I know I'm going to be such a bad girl sometimes, and you must punish me when I am. Promise?"
She felt his cock stiffen even more. "You can bet on it," he said. Angie was in a dream as she slid onto Jack's huge cock and leaned back against him, signaling to Candy to come and fulfill her part of the bargain. Candy sank to her knees and her mouth ran over Angie's hot little cunt and down onto Jack's balls. Brenda came over, put her arms around Angie and kissed her.
"Please, can I kiss your tits?" she asked.
Angie gave a low gasp. She leaned back against Jack and let the three of them work on her. She had the best husband in the world and an endless future of everything she wanted.