Chapter 6
Angie strained against her bonds. "Please, Jack," she begged, "let me free, please, it hurts!" Her relentless husband stood over her, his huge cock stiff and ready to take her innocent cherry. "I'll be good, really I will."
"Oh, fuck, Jack, let her up," said Candy. "I can't stand the stink of her piss any longer." She was standing close to Angie's head, her legs spread, her fingers playing softly with the lips of her own hungry pussy.
"Oh, if that's all," said Jack, "we can deal with that!"
Angie screamed as he reached in and took handfuls of her torn wedding dress. He heaved and the material parted, tearing damply over the areas that were still wet with her piss. With a giggle, Brenda joined in, ripping at the white lace around Angie's tits.
"Oh, no, no, please," Angie moaned.
The three of them pulled, ripping sections of the dress off until Angie was sobbing with new desperation. Jack viciously heaved at what was left of her lovely wedding clothes, dragging them painfully out from under her back.
She lay there, still bound, with her legs pinned over her head and her arms out at full length. Now she was stripped to the torn slip that partly covered her waist, and her stockings.
"There now," said Jack, "that takes care of the piss. Now let me get on and fuck my wife. I want a little respect for her, please. This is an important moment."
"Oh, Jack, please," Angie begged. "Please, make them leave. This should be special, shouldn't it, just between husband and wife?"
Jack roared with laughter. "Of course it's special," he said. "And I want to share it with my two cousins. After all, they are family."
Angie wept and closed her eyes. Suddenly she felt the first touch of Jack's cock against the lips of her pussy.
With a jerk, she pulled her head up and stared past her whipped tits to where his monster cock was poised to fuck into her helpless cunt.
Jack grinned at her, slowly running his stiff prick over her well-lubricating pussy lips. Slowly he pushed it until it was straining at the tight entrnace, thrusting the soft flesh aside.
"Now beg me to fuck you," he said. "I wouldn't want to do anything you didn't like."
"Oh yes, Jack!" shesqucaledinterror. "Yes, fuck me, fuck me, please!"
She rolled and stared up at Brenda beseechingly, but Brenda was in a nasty mood.
"Beg me to whip your tits now, three strokes," Brenda said with an evil grin. "Or I'll whip them the whole time Jack's fucking you.
And, shit, he's come so much he'll probably fuck you for hours." To make it all clearer, she ran the hard line of the cane over Angie's throbbing nipples.
Jack laughed and shoved his cock at Angie's cuntal entrance. The pussy lips stretched and Angie shuddered at the brutal invasion. She stared in horror at the cane, remembering only too well the agony it gave.
"Well, what's it to be, little pisser?" asked Brenda. She ran the cane down the curve of Angie's tits, stroking them, waiting.
"Shit," said Jack, "she sure takes her time. Hurry up, my lovely wife. Three strokes now or the works. I wanna get on with it."
He rammed his cock an inch into Angie's cunt. It forced the delicate cunt walls apart, sending darts of agony up Angie's legs. And then his cock head came up against the tight drum of her cherry. Angie screamed and wept, but she had to make a decision. It was an obvious one, but still she hesitated.
"Fuck this," said Brenda. "She gets the-" "No, no, whip me, please whip my tits!" Angie screamed, coming to her senses very suddenly. Her glazed eyes looked up at Brenda as the little whore raised the thin birch and held it poised over Angie's taut tit mounds.
"One!" said Brenda, bringing the thin rod down sharply.
Angie's scream rang around the room as she begged them to stop. Her tit flesh bounced over her rib cage, another thin red line joining the crimson mass of pain.
"Two!" said Brenda, and the cane lashed across the red and bruised tit flesh once more.
Angie's yell of agony suddenly changed as Jack rammed his cock back to the edge of her cherry drum. He held it there as his agonized, screaming wife bucked on the table, her mouth open, her eyes staring at the tip of the cane.
"Three!" said Brenda, and her arm swept down viciously.
Angie almost couldn't scream. As the cane lashed into her tits, Jack rammed his cock in harder. For a second her cherry stretched and then, with a shudder that shook her entire body, it gave. Pain soared out from her cunt, driving the agony from her beaten tits higher. She looked and saw that Jack had almost half his rampant prick in her cunt. Her virginity was gone. He had consummated their marriage.
"There now," said Brenda. "That's a good little girl. We'll make you as good as we are with a little practice."
Then, to Angie's growing horror, she bent down and her soft lips caressed the red flesh of Angie's beaten tits.
At the same moment, Jack fucked his cock deeper into Angie's cunt. The agony sent the young bride heaving on the table. Angie moaned in disgust. Fucking was even worse than she had imagined it to be. The idea that people could like such a degraded thing was beyond her. Jack slowly pulled his stiff cock shaft back until only the cock head was inside his wife's cunt.
"Yup," he said. "Got your cherry that time."
Angie moaned and tried to hide her head. She didn't need to see the blood on the hard shaft, she knew how brutally she had been skewered.
Jack rammed back into Angie's cunt. "Fuck, she's tight," he said. "Gonna be a damn good lay when she's broken in. That's right, baby, feel my cock, go on, feel it!"
Angie had kept her bound hands as far away from the invading prick as she could, but now she reached down and let the iron-hard cockshaft run through her fingers. She knew what to expect if she didn't. Inwardly she flinched at the slimy prick as it raped her cunt, but she let her hands stay there, working over his rampant fucker "Well, now it's my turn for a suck," said Candy.
Angie looked up with more terror. She saw the black boots spread on either side of her face and then Candy was standing over her, the wet lips of her pussy close to Angie's mouth.
With a grin Candy slid the leather skirt up to her waist, holding it there while her hips swayed over Angie's nose.
"Get on with it," she ordered.
Angie's head spun. Jack started a long slow fucking, ramming his cock to the hilt at each pass and holding his swollen cockhead just inside her cunt at the top of each stroke. He gave a low grunt of pleasure as he forced his way in again. But Angie was hardly aware of him anymore.
Her eyes looked up at Candy's spread thighs and the dark mass of pussy hair, slicked down from the fucking Candy had done. She had to suck it, she knew that, and there was no way out. Suck cunt or get whipped, they were the only choices she had. Her mind a swirling mass of fear, she reached up and kissed the damp pussy flesh above her.
"That's better," said Candy.
She spread her legs wider and settled down over Angie's face. The hot wet clit forced its way into Angie's mouth and she groaned as she sucked at it. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined that she would be reduced to this.
Then Brenda tweaked her nipples and Angie rolled and twisted on the table. Her long blonde hair flowed almost to the floor as she licked and sucked at Candy's demanding pussy.
Jack fucked her cunt, in and out, the pistoning cock rod jerking her body up and down on the hard wooden surface. Tears flowed down Angie's innocent face, rubbing into the flesh of Candy's thighs.
"Suck me, bitch," Candy demanded.
She leaned over the bound girl, pushing down on her legs and getting a moan of pain from Angie as her knee tendons stretched. The smooth leather of Candy's dress scraped over Angie's sensitive nipples and the first thrill of a new orgasm tore into the helpless girl.
"Oh, God," Angie gasped.
The last thing she wanted to do was betray herself again. She tried to concentrate on suck- ing Candy, just to do as she was told and feel nothing, but it was no use. Suddenly each thrust of her husband's massive cock shaft sent flames burning into her pussy walls. The rasping friction was no longer painful. It spread out, burning her body with its urgent demands.
Above her, Candy gasped and moaned as she spread her legs farther and rubbed her pussy over Angie's face. The little dress had ridden up and was rubbing against Angie's chin, com- ing between her mouth and the cunt she was sucking so urgently. Angie groaned, and Candy grabbed at the black leather, pulling it up to her waist and raming her pussy down viciously until Angie had trouble breathing.
Even that only made the surging desire worse, Angie gasped for breath, but the lust heated up, out of her raped pussy andall over her body. Surges of it worked into her nipples, making them more and more sensitive to the rubbing of Candy's dress.
Brenda reached in and her expert fingers took each swollen tit bud in turn and squeezed it, rolling it until Angie was twisting and moaning on the table, her body rising and struggling with the ropes.
"Little cunt's gonna come," said Brenda. "Fuck her till she begs for mercy, Jack."
He laughed as he rammed his cock into his young bride again. "It won't be mercy she's begging for soon," he promised. "Come on, you little cunt, let me see you go out of your mind-come on!"
Angie closed her eyes and wept. She couldn't stop the orgasm from rising. Every time Jack fucked his prick into her pussy, it grew, growing until she was praying to be spared the dreadful admission that they could make her climax.
Brenda's fingers on her tits only added to her desperation. The experienced fingers pulled and caressed her nipples until the helpless girl was gasping at each touch, and her tits thrust wantonly for more.
"Come on, shit-face," said Brenda with a chuckle. "I wanna see you come. Come on, scream, you bitch, or I'll whip your tits again."
Angie lost her last shred of control. The stiff, throbbing cock in her cunt, the slippery pussy rubbing over her face and the fingers on her tits had driven her out of her mind. Her guttural screams rang out as her body convulsed on the table. The crashing orgasm broke.
Her fingers grabbed for the invading cock, scratching at it as it fucked in and out. Her mouth sucked at Candy's hot, spasming pussy as the flowing juices ran into her mouth and over her face.
"Ohhhh, shit," Candy gasped. Her leather dress was around her waist as she bent forward, her legs trembling as Angie sucked her off. "I'm coming!"
The beautiful redhead spread her long legs even wider as she came, ramming Angie's head into the edge of the table.
Angie's cunt exploded as Jack rammed his cock in and yelled with the force of his lust. The huge fuck-rod pistoned in, sending explosions of orgasm from the delicate walls of her pussy. As the crashing explosions of ecstasy rolled over her, she sucked Candy's hot little clit right into her mouth and clamped her teeth over it. Then she bit down hard, hearing the sudden scream of lust from the depraved little redhead.
"Ohhhhh, you fucking bitch!" Candy screamed. "Oh, yeahhhh, bite me, hurt me, come on, ohhhh yeahhh!" And she leaped around, her body heaving into the air and then landing back across Angie's bound tits.
Through the haze of terrible desire, Angie felt her husband's cock start to vibrate. It pulsed, grew in her throbbing pussy until it seemed to fill her spasming body. She felt Jack's body tense, then beat at her cunt as he went out of control. Suddenly the first gush of cum rushed out high in her young pussy.
"Ohhhh, fuuuucckkk!" Jack yelled as his cock splattered white jism into Angie's cunt. He leaned back, his hips beating at her as he came. "Ohhhh, come on you whore, beg for it, beg for it!"
Angie couldn't say much with her mouth so full of Candy's hot wet pussy flesh. Her hands grabbed at Jack's cock as it spat endless ropes of white fuck-juice into her body. The hot slippery jism spread down the heaving shaft of the cock as it ravaged her cunt.
Her fingers got sticky, the cum running all over them and into her palms as she rubbed them over the thrusting cock flesh, too. More of the boiling white goo flowed out of her cunt and into the crack of her ass, and still she couldn't stop coming.
With a final sigh, Candy pulled her cunt off Angie's face and fell back into a chair.
"Shit," she said, and her hands went down to caress her clit, rubbing away the last of the orgasm and the pain of the chewed flesh. "That chick's learning."
Moaning and sobbing, Angie slid off the peak of her orgasm and subsided onto the tabletop.