Chapter 5
"Oh please, Jack, please," Angie moaned. She looked up at where her brutal husband was sitting on a chair and taking a cigarette out. "Let me go, I'll be good, I won't tell anybody, honesfly" Jack laughed and put his arm round Brenda as she sat on his knee. "Don't worry, darling, you ain't gonna tell anybody."
"No, I won't, I won't," Angie promised. "Please let me go!"
She strained against the ropes. Her whole body ached, and her make-up had run all over her face from her weeping. Her hair was a mess and her once pristine tits were now a mass of red, bruised flesh. Her legs hurt particularly badly. It was as if there was a hot iron burning into the backs of her knees.
Suddenly Candy came back in.
"How do you like my traveling clothes?" Candy asked, posing as she held up the tray she carried.
Candy was dressed in thigh-high black boots and a one-piece black dress. The hem of the dress ended above the boot tops, so that several inches of her creamy thigh flesh were exposed. At the neck, a bright silver zip had been pulled down until Candy's small, firm tits were almost revealed. The dress fit her like a second skin, exposing every luscious curve of her young body.
"You look great kid,' said Jack, sliding his hand over Brenda's tits. "But you just missed a great party."
"The fuck I did," said Candy, setting the tray down. ''About the only thing we got left was that fuckin' wedding cake. And the champagne's almost flat. So, what did I miss?"
"My lovely wife came," said Jack. "Rubbed her little cunt until she came. She sucked me off when I just told her to get me hard, and when I was pissing sperm down her throat, she swallowed every drop and came with every swallow."
"Wellll," said Candy, strolling over to the bound wife, "I will have to see how she did it. Rub your pussy, cunt."
"N-no, I won't!" Angie spat. "I won't do it, they made me, I won't."
"Welllll," said Candy softly, running her fingers over Angie's whipped tits. "Look what they had to do to you." She pinched Angie's nipple until the lashed tit flesh burned, and Angie wept with the pain. "You' don't want more of that, do you?"
Angie sobbed as Candy slowly walked around the table, keeping her fingers on Angie's tit. Then she walked down, dragging her fingernails down the sobbing wife's flesh. Angie gave a low scream as the nails rasped red lines down her stomach and into the top of her curly mass of blonde cunt hair.
"Now, show me," Candy whispered, her nails poised over Angie's cunt.
Angie lifted her head, looked down at her spread thighs and her hands tied right over her cunt.
Candy smiled nastily at her as she reached up and slid the zip of her dress down a little farther. "Show me, shit-face!"
Angie gasped, but her mind had been made up. "No!" she screamed. "I won't!"
Slowly Candy rasped her nails into Angie's cunt hair, down, inch by agonizing inch, until the red nails were working over Angie's clit.
"No!" Angie screamed. "No, I won't!"
"Slow fuckin' learner, Jack," said Candy Suddenly she dug her nails in hard.
"Aaaaa!" Angie moaned.
The pain wasn't as bad as the whip, but Candy's nails dug deep into her cunt flesh, drag- ging it out as the relentless girl pulled her nails away. Angie groaned, her head tossing against the edge of the table.
Candy reached back down, ran her nails in on either side of Angie's throbbing little clit again until Angie was moaning and tossing. Then she pulled. Angie screamed louder now. Each pull on the swollen bud of her clit dragged pain up the sensitive length until it burst as Candy's nails lost their grip.
"Show me," Candy whispered. She slid the zipper on her dress even farther down and slid her hand inside.
As her head fell back, Angie could see that Brenda was already climbing onto Jack's cock, her lascivious little thighs spread as her cunt swallowed the monster to the hilt. She lifted one leg in an incredible show of athletic ability and - swung it past Jack's face. As she did so, she pivoted so that both of the could see the show Candy was putting on for them.
"Aaaaghhhooohhhhh!" Angie moaned as Candy pulled her long fingernails up the swollen, hurting bud of her clit. "Please stop!"
"You know," said Brenda thoughtfully as she slowly rolled on Jack's cock, "I never got my butt whipped because of her. I think I should get sucked off as you do it, don't you, Jack?" She reached back, leaning in to kiss him.
"Sounds good to me," said Jack cheerfully. "But then I gotta fuck her. We've pissed around for long enough."
"Sure," said Candy, pulling her nails up Angie's throbbing clit. "You leave this end to me. If this little cunt sees sense and works her own pussy, I'll suck you, Jack. If she doesn't, well, we'll have to get very nasty, won't we?"
Brenda climbed off Jack's cock sending it bouncing as it flipped out of her cunt. He moved with her and leaned over his wife.
"Now you know how much I love to get sucked," he whispered in Angie's ear. "So if you're a good little girl and do as daddy says, then all you'll get is fucked. If you don't, then things will get just as bad as they were last time."
Angie moaned as Candy dragged her nails over her cunt. Angie's clit was a seething mass of pain now, and each drag of Candy's nails made it worse.
"So, be a good little girl and suck Brenda while I give her what she should have had earlier," Jack said. "Or do you want to know what it's like to have that cane on your pussy?", "No! You can do what you like to me and I won't give in! I won't!" She stared up at Jack defiantly, trying not to let him know how badly she hurt, but she couldn't pretend.
As Candy dug her nails into the base of her clit once more and pulled, dragging at the tortured flesh even harder, Angie gave a groan and heaved on the table. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at her implacable husband. "P-please."
He laughed softly. "Do as you're told and you'll be fine."
Angie arched up as far as she could on the table as Candy rasped her nails up her clit. A haze of pain was clouding her eyes as well as her judgment.
"No," she whispered. "No, I won't, I won't."
Jack laughed and stepped back. "Looks like we'll have to persuade you then. Shit, I never had so much trouble taking a cherry before in my life. Get on with it, I'm getting horny for that tight little cunt of yours."
Angie burst into more tears as she heard that.
Brenda stood over her face. In one movement, Brenda slid her tiny slip off and spread her legs on either side of the tied woman's face.
Angie almost choked as the wide lips of Brenda's hot cunt stood inches away from her mouth. The' rank odor of a woman in heat came over Angie, and she could see the pussy juices clinging to the cunt hairs that fringed the throbbing fuck-hole.
As Candy dug her nails in and dragged, Angie's groans became more like screams. Her clit was on fire, the tortured red flesh bursting with agony at each touch. Then she really bucked and screamed as Brenda slid the tip of the cane down between her already brutally whipped tits.
"Feel it," Brenda whispered tauntingly. "Feel how it drags down until it touches Candy's hand. Feel it."
Angie gasped and moaned. She felt every inch of the cane as it pushed down her stomach, leaving a line just as Candy's nails had done. The cane reached her pussy hair and pushed on until Candy took the tip and ran it over Angie's swollen clit.
"Now, how about doing as we want?" Brenda asked.
Angie wept, determined to keep her honor this time. She felt Candy drag her nails over her clit, sliding them around the tip of the cane while Brenda chuckled and spread her legs farther.
"Feel it," said Brenda, working the cane over until it rubbed against Angie's bound fingers.
Angie tried to pull away, but the bonds were too tight. She let her hands go limp as the cane probed around them, and Candy rasped her fingernails up over her clit.
"Fuck!" said Brenda suddenly.
In one movement she raised the cane and slashed it down across Angie's clit. Angie gave a yell of pain and her body tightened against the ropes. Her fingers spread as the agony surged down her arms, and her legs shook and tried to pull back over her head.
"Suck me, or I'll do it again!" Brenda threatened.
Angie felt Candy's nails digging back into her clit. The combined pain was now getting to the point where she wasn't sure she could hang on.
Brenda just laughed and the cane slashed down. Angie's scream echoed around the bare room.
Candy had her fingers at the base of Angie's clit and Angie moaned. The nails dug deeper each time, dragging over the red flesh until they popped off the end and clicked slightly as they snapped together. As the fingers slipped off, Brenda slashed the cane downwards. She was a good shot. Each time, the thin wood laned right across Angie's desperately throbbing clit.
"Aaagghhh!" Angie screamed, her arms and legs straining to get free. "You'll kill me, you'll kill me!"
Jack laughed, and Angie saw him as her head fell farther back and she could see through Brenda's parted thighs. He was standing a few feet back, his hand slowly rubbing up and down the hard shaft of his cock. In his other hand he curled his belt, swinging it slowly around.
"We ain't gonna kill you, bitch," he said, grinning down at her. "How would we have fun if we did that? No, we wanna have all the fun in the world with you, and we're gonna. Now, I hate to rub my own cock, kinda pisses me off. So why don't you be a good little girl and give Brenda a nice long suck and rub your pussy like Candy wants?"
Brenda lashed Angie's pussy once more.
As the agony exploded and surged from her beaten cunt, Angie was almost ready to give in. But she looked up at Brenda's pussy hole, open, ready for her mouth-and she knew she couldn't. She couldn't do anything as perverted as suck another woman. It had been bad enough submitting to Jack, and this would be ten times worse.
"Don't, don't," she moaned helplessly. "Don't make me do it, don't, please!"
The nails slid off her clit and the cane beat down. Angie's thighs trembled as her clit ex- ploded. A tide of agony surged over Angie, and she groaned with the knowledge that she couldn't hold out much longer.
"Hey, look!" screamed Brenda. "The little cunt's pissing all over the place."
She slashed the cane down and Angie burst out in hysterical floods of tears as she realized Brenda was right. She hadn't been allowed to go to the bathroom since the metal cock had knocked her out, and her bladder wouldn't hold under the torture she was getting.
She screamed in helpless agony as the stream of piss flowed out of her cunt, staining her white dress as it ran down the crack of her ass and onto the tabletop.
"Cunt, cunt!" Brenda yelled, the cane lashing fiercely down on Angie's flowing pussy. In a fury of strange lust, Brenda kept whipping Angie's clit until the last of the piss was gone, all soaked into her white bridal dress.
Angie wanted to crawl into a hole and vanish. She wanted to die right there on the table. She looked up at Brenda's cunt, still hovering above her and thought that she couldn't sink any lower.
"Now look, shit," said Brenda, whipping Angie's clit. "I've had enough. You suck my pussy and finger your fucking cunt or I'll piss all over you.
To show that she meant business, Brenda spread her legs even farther and pulled the lips of her pussy wide apart. The hole that all the stale piss would come out of was only inches from her mouth, and Angie realized that Brenda was quite prepared to piss all over her face.
Candy laughed and her fingers dug into Angie's clit, but they weren't needed. With a moan of surrender, Angie reached up and licked the wet surface of Brenda's cunt.
"Hoooo, hooooo!" Brenda gasped. She took her hands away and spread her thighs even wider until she was rubbing her wet cunt over Angie's helpless mouth. "And your cunt," she ordered.
Angie gave in. She ran her fingers over her beaten and cut clit and that burst of pleasure came out instantly. She sobbed at yet another betrayal. She couldn't have held out any longer. And just the thought of Brenda pissing on her face was worse than anything else she might have to do.
She licked over the slick surface of Brenda's cunt. Brenda leaned down, her legs spread, her pussy right over Angie's mouth. Angie couldn't work out what she was doing until she saw Jack standing behind them. Candy was with him, her knees on the floor as she took his huge cock in-to her willing mouth and he lined up the belt on Brenda's heaving ass.
Angie stared at the belt. If he swung it wrong, she would get hit in the face. The prospect was terrifying, but she couldn't stop now. She closed her eyes and licked at the throbbing wet clit-flesh at her mouth.
"Suck it in!" Brenda yelled. "Suck it into your mouth. Come on, you shit!"
Angie tried to breathe through her nose, though even that was partly stopped up by the heaving, rubbing flesh of Brenda's cunt. Brenda's dark pussy hair was soaked, and it ran into Angie's mouth at each pass of Brenda's thighs.
Then Jack swung his belt. It cracked into Brenda's ass and she screamed, and her cunt was forced down onto Angie's face, cutting off all Angie's air supply.
"Ohhhh yeahhhh!" Brenda moaned. "Oooohhh, whip me, whip me, Jack!"
Her pussy juices ran into Angie's mouth and Angie wondered if Brenda's piss would have been any worse. Brenda's tits rubbed on her tummy and her hot breath ran over Angie's fingers as she worked her red clit.
"Whip me, come on, Jack!"
Jack whipped his cousin again, the belt soaring through the air and cutting wide red marks on her willing ass. Brenda screamed with joy and her ass frantically thrust up and down as she waited for the next blow. When it came, Brenda almost thrust her whole cunt inside Angie's mouth as she bucked and heaved.
"Bite me!" she yelled at Angie. "Bite me, bite me till I come!"
By now Angie was drifting. Her fingers were working the magic on her clit and the pain of all the whipping and fucking she had gotten was fading in the slowly rising surge of pleasure. Still she fought it, but it came on, and soon it would overwhelm her.
She moaned as she allowed Brenda to force her cunt into her mouth. The powerful female smell worked into Angie's senses, sending her mind reeling with that awful mixture of lust and disgust. Without really knowing it, Angie sucked Brenda's clit into her mouth and closed her teeth around the pulsing bud.
"Aaaiiiieeee!" Brenda screamed. Her cunt beat against Angie's mouth. "Harder," she demanded. "Bite me harder!"
Angie bit the rolling, wet flesh. Suddenly it dawned on her that this could be her revenge for the nails on her pussy. With a surge of anger, she bit hard, heard Brenda scream and heave her wet flesh back down on her mouth. Angie heard the slap of Jack's belt, felt Brenda's cunt go crazy. Harder she bit, and the belt whipped in once more.
Brenda was coming. Her screams rang around the room and her cunt poured juices into Angie's mouth. Angie let them run down her throat as she bit and chewed at the red cunt flesh. She wanted to hurt Brenda, but everything she did drove the little whore crazier and higher.
Jack whipped the belt into Brenda's ass, harder and faster until his cousin was howling and bucking, her pussy ramming over Angie's face, her tits rubbing on the bound girl's stomach.
Angie opened her eyes. She saw Jack, swinging the belt over his head as he lined it up for the next blow to Brenda's red-hot ass. She saw Candy kneeling, her mouth running up and down the length of Jack's swollen cock shaft.
Candy held his prick, played with it, and even Angie could see that she wasn't going to make him come. That cock was going ram into Angie's innocent young cunt next, and she shuddered to think about it.
"Eeeeekkkkoooorrrr!" Brenda yelled as her cunt throbbed and the belt beat delicious lines into her willing ass. "Ohhhh fuckkkk, that's good. Ohhh, yealih, yeahhhh! Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
But Angie didn't notice. She had been terribly close to another disgusting orgasm when Brenda gave a moan of utter lust and sank her mouth onto Angie's cunt.
Angie screamed, tried to struggle. There was another woman sucking her cunt! But Brenda's tongue sank deep into her pussy and her lips formed a circle over her throbbing clit.
Angie pulled her fingers away and Brenda went berserk on her pussy. Her mouth sucked the throbbing bud right in while her teeth held it in place and rubbed on it, sending explosions of lust over the young bride's body.
Angie's muffled screams joined Brenda's now-almost inaudible yells as the two of them came together. Angie lost her head. Her tongue worked inside Brenda's hot little cunt just as Brenda was doing to her. She sucked and bit at the heaving flesh, her eyes now wide open as she watched the belt crash in on Brenda's hot ass.
Each time, it landed only inches from Angie's nose, but she didn't notice even that now. The red glow from Brenda's ass seemed to burst out with each powerful stroke. The flashes of come soared higher while Brenda sucked Angie's still virgin cunt between her lips and played with it, sending the young girl into climax.
Their voices muffled in each other's pussy, the girls screamed and heaved, coming in bursts of exploding ecstasy, again and again, until Brenda gave a low moan and fell across Angie's body, her breath ragged, her tits heaving on Angie's stomach.
"Ohhhhh, fuck!" she murmured.
Angie's head swam. She had given in again and now the wet patch of her piss as it soaked through her wedding gown ran up the lower part of her back and reminded her of how disgusting she'd been. She began to cry once more, the shame welling up. But there was something else, a hunger, a deep desire she had never felt before. Her cunt tingled, and her whole body ached.
She saw Jack slowly and reluctantly pull his cock out of Candy's sucking mouth. Candy moaned and tried to pull it back in.
"Stop that, cunt," he said with a grin. "I gotta fuck my wife now. Haven't you got any regard for the sanctity for marriage?"
Candy rolled back on the floor, her short black dress up over her thighs, exposing her black silk panties. She giggled helplessly.
"Oh, but sir," she said. "You must have some help. We shall have to make sure you fuck her properly, won't we?"
Jack grinned. "I'm sure you will do a wonderful job," he said.
Candy grinned again and reached up for his cock. He pulled away and came over to where Brenda was still lying on top of Angie, her chest heaving as she came down from the climax.
Jack walked back to where Brenda's face lay inches from Angie's cunt.
"Okay," he said. "I'll have two witnesses that I consummated this marriage. That should do."
Angie tried to fight her way back to sanity through the fog of desperate emotions that overwhelmed her.