Chapter 10
Mandy lay in the water, feeling it swirl around her whipped ass and tits, soothing her hot flesh until she was relaxed. She wasn't even startled when Lucy came back into the room and stood over her.
"Well," Lucy said. "Get out, and let's have a look at you."
"What time is it?" Mandy asked drowsily.
"Late," Lucy replied curtly. "Now get out."
Mandy wasn't really afraid any more. Anything that could be done to her had already been done, but she obeyed. She stood on the side of the whirlpool bath shivering slightly, even though the room was very warm.
"Turn around," Lucy said.
Slowly, Mandy turned, letting Lucy see the full extent of her red and beaten flesh.
"Hmmm, not bad," Lucy said. "Only a couple more things to do tonight, then Phil can take you home."
"What?" Mandy looked at Lucy. The lassitude of the bath still filled her, but she felt slightly alarmed at what might come next.
Lucy grinned. "I told you, you have to take cock as well as you suck cunt, little girl, and that's what's coming."
Mandy looked at the floor and shuddered very slightly. She thought about Steven fucking her ass, and how she had cum. She recoiled from the thought that she might be a lesbian, and perhaps this was what Lucy was getting at. Mandy had to prove herself.
"Just look at your hair," Lucy said disapprovingly. "We'll have to get you made up right. Goldie, get in here and bring Kay with you."
Mandy got a shock when the two young girls came in. Both of them were wearing frilly little lingerie, and Mandy recognized them as her own.
"W-what are you doing?" she asked, not having the courage to demand an explanation. "Oh, Phil went over and got them. Don't they look nice?" Goldie said with a grin, swirling in a circle. She had on a little blue and white outfit, cut below her swelling tits and only just covering her wanton little pussy. Kay wore a three-piece outfit of matching bra, corset and panties, with sheer, silk stockings. Both of them paraded in their high heels, twisting and showing themselves off to their best advantage.
"Oh, don't worry," said Lucy, "you can get them back if you're good, but Phil will decide that. Now, let's do your hair."
The next half-hour was a strange kind of luxurious torture for Mandy. She had her hair washed, then curled in a style that made her chestnut locks frame her lovely face and cascade over her shoulders in dark, red waves. She was made up, first her face, and then her tits, the girls cleverly hiding the faint, red marks of her punishment. They did the same for her ass, though that was more difficult since it had been beaten harder and for much longer.
Then they dressed her. Finally, they decided on a little, white slip and white stockings to match. The white, high-heeled shoes set the final scene, and Mandy posed before the mirror, admiring herself.
Her sensuous, red lips parted and she licked her tongue over them, slowly, giving her lips a shine. She ran her hands over her jutting tits, sliding them down her flat stomach and into the secret places between her legs, pushing the white silk slip into her pussy. She shd her hands over the swelling flesh of her thighs, then back up until she caressed her tits again. The first hint of a new arousal sent shafts of excitement into the drowsiness she still felt from the bath.
She didn't even protest when they put the collar back on, though, this time it wasn't so tight. With Lucy leading the way, Mandy was taken back into the main room.
It was very much as she'd left it. The men were watching a movie where a schoolgirl was getting whipped as she sucked another girl off. Mandy could see the bulges in the men's pants, and a surge of excitement made her head swim.
"Here she is," Lucy said. "What do you think?"
"Very nice," Phil said. "Come here, bitch."
Steven switched the video off as Mandy obeyed. She stood by and waited for her husband as he looked her up and down.
"Spread your legs," he ordered, and Mandy slid her feet apart. Slowly, Phil ran his hand up the inside of her leg, pausing to caress and play with his wife's flesh. Mandy shivered with pleasure. "Things are going to be very different at home."
"Ohhhh, yes," Mandy sighed, and she shuddered with sudden, sharp desire.
"I never knew how to deal with you, you bitch. Now it's all clear. You step out of line and you know what to expect."
Mandy gasped as his hand went up and slid over the bud of her clit. She didn't have any panties on, and his fingers invaded her cunt at will. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry Phil. I'm sorry for the way I treated you."
Phil grinned, and slipped his finger into Mandy's already-wet cunt. "Oh, that's all right. But you did a lot of nasty things and you'll have to be punished for them."
His fingers scissored in her cunt. Her whole body shook as she understood that Phil meant what he said, and she would have to pay for all the things she had done to him. The surge of cum burst from his fingertips as they caressed her cunt.
"Ohhhh, yes," she moaned, hiding her face in his shoulder as the rush of climax burst over her. "I'll be a good wife! Honest, I will."
Phil smiled, and pulled her head up, kissing her right on the mouth. Mandy moaned, and let his tongue flick between her white teeth, kissing him back with the same passion. Phil's hands went to her tits and she thrust them at him, letting him do as he liked with her body. Phil pulled back and smiled at her.
"Are you ready to begin paying now?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" Mandy sobbed and clung to her husband.
"If you do real good, I might get your fur back for you."
"Whatever you want." Mandy sighed. "Anything."
Phil grinned, and pressed a button in the chair. The back slid down, and he went with it until he was lying down, still caressing Mandy's clit with his fingers. "Open my pants and stand over me. I want to watch every stroke of this."
Mandy shuddered as she saw Terry approaching with a thin birch in his hand. Slowly, she spread her legs on either side of the chair above her husband's face.
She bent at the waist, then slid the zipper of Phil's pants down until she could reach in and take his thick, strong cock in her hands.
Mandy bent farther, until her ass stuck high in the air and her mouth lingered over the throbbing tip of Phil's cock. She leaned in, kissing his swollen cock, licking his piss-slit where a drop of cum-juice hung waiting. She slid her hands over his balls, feeling him react.
"I'm not going to suck you until you make me," Mandy said, and gasped at her own audacity.
She licked his swollen cock-head again and waited, playing with Phil's cock, driving him slowly out of his mind.
She didn't have long to wait. Terry slid her slip up over her ass until it was totally exposed. He lay the thin cane across her ass.
"Suck his cock, fuck-meat!" he ordered, and flicked the cane lightly against Mandy's ass-flesh.
Mandy didn't even jump.
"Make me, hand-job," she challenged.
Nothing could have made Terry more furious. His arm swept up and the cane lashed a long, thin line into Mandy's ass. She screamed, heaving up above Phil's face while her mouth greedily sank over his swollen cock. Gurgling with lust, she took his cock into her mouth, feeling his hot cock-head ramming into her throat. The next terrible lash of the cane drove his cock right in until Phil's balls rested against Mandy's chin and her throat muscles throbbed wildly around his rock-hard cock.
"Ohhhhh, fuck!" Phil murmured. "Whip that little shit real hard, Terry! She's been able to do this all the time and wouldn't. Whip the shit outa her!"
The cane blurred in the air and Mandy heaved again as her ass grew another thin, red line of agony. Her mouth sucked at Phil's cock, her tongue flicking over the underside, until Phil moaned and heaved in his chair. His hips thrust while his hands grabbed Mandy's hair and rammed her face down on his throbbing cock.
"Whip this little cunt! Whip her!" Phil's hands tightened on his wife's hair as his cock beat out of control in her throat and the first jet of his cum surged around in his balls and burst down his cock-head and into Mandy's sucking mouth.
Mandy's scream of lust and delight gurgled around Phil's shooting cock-shaft as wads of hot cum shot into the back of her throat. Terry whipped her hard, the cane landing to the pulse of Phil's throbbing cock. Each stroke drove Mandy wild. She pulled her mouth back a little so she could taste the salty, sticky goo pouring out over her tongue and lips.
"Aaaggghhhh! Ohhh, fuck, that's good! That's so fuckin' good!" Her wanton mouth played with Phil's cock as it jetted cum over her lips, and Terry whipped her in a fury, trying to get a scream of pain from her, rather than screams of lust.
As Mandy sucked on the declining stream of jism from her husband's cock, she knew this was where she wanted to be. Mandy licked up the last of the goo, then turned to face Terry.
"You man enough to get sucked?" she asked.
"You wanna lie under me while Phil whips my ass?"
"Oh, no, my dear," Phil said smoothly, rolling off the chair. "It's your turn to lie down."
Mandy lay where Phil had been, her head hanging over the edge of the chair, her hands playing with her throbbing ass. She slipped one hand around and rubbed her pussy, feeling the surges of climax rising.
She worked her restless pussy while Phil had chains lowered from a beam close to the ceiling. Hooks on the chains clipped into the sides of the chair, and Mandy felt it rise under her, carrying her body upward until her head was level with Terry's enormous fuck-pole.
Mandy looked at it and remembered the torture Lucy had gone through when she couldn't suck it off. A surge of terror went through her. Even that fed her desire, the fear surging and mixing with her lust. Maybe she would get whipped again and Terry would have to jerk off all over her face. Lucy had taken it, and cum like crazy. So could she.
Goldie and Kay lifted Mandy's legs and pulled them over until Terry held them. He pushed them down to the level of his cock. He held her ankles, looking over the stretched muscles that led to her tight, red streaked ass, then slid his cock into Mandy's willing mouth.
Mandy moaned and opened her throat, determined to take the foot of hard cock and suck it down. His swollen cock-head filled her cheeks. It felt as if his cock would burst her throat apart if it went in, but Mandy didn't care. She was going to prove herself.
The tiny slip had ridden up to her waist. She didn't see Phil standing behind her, lining up a cat-o'-nine-tails on her wide-open pussy.
He drew it over her flesh, and Mandy moaned around Terry's hard cock. Her ass thrust up and her clit throbbed between the walls of her pussy-lips. Phil lashed it down, and Mandy gave a long, muffled scream of lust as her cunt took the blow and almost exploded with desire. Her throat muscles opened wide and Terry slid his rock-hard cock right in. Her hand came up, caressing his balls, and she tried to open her legs wider to get more of the whip as it landed.
Phil didn't spare his wife. His arm swung up and he lashed across her pussy, watching as she tossed and heaved with Terry's cock in her mouth. Goldie kneeled at Phil's feet, working his swiftly rising cock in her hands and mouth as he threw the whip into Mandy's soft pussy-flesh.
"Suck it, cunt!" snarled Terry. "You know what happens if you don't suck me off." A surge of anger burst over Mandy. She would show this arrogant bastard what sucking cock really was. Lucy couldn't bring him off, but she would. She let Terry slide his cock into her throat. She took his twelve inches of fuck-meat and let her throat muscles spasm around it. Her suddenly knowing mouth sucked at his cock, drawing the cum out of him. Mandy's fingers played with his balls, squeezing them, playing with the jism, working it until Terry was leaning back and bellowing with lust.
"Ohhh, fuck!" he shouted. "You were right, Phil. Why the fuck hasn't this little shit-face been doing this all along?"
Her body heaved and writhed on the chair, I rocking her mouth back and forth onto Terry's cock with each heave of the whip. Phil concentrated on her pussy, but he let strands of the hard leather lash her ass, adding to the pain and lust rolling and surging from her beaten flesh. Mandy felt her throat open until there was no resistance at all to Terry's cock. His cock spasmed with a rising cum he couldn't control any longer.
"Ohhhh fuck!" he yelled. "Ohhh fuck, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! The little cunt sucked me off! Whip her, Phil! Whip her!"
Phil lashed his wife's hot, little cunt. Goldie slid his now-hard cock between her lips, sucking on him as he laid into Mandy with a growing fury of lust.
Terry gave in. His cock burst with cum and shot it deep into Mandy's throat. The rocking of the chair carried her body well back from him. Ropes of cum burst out of his piss-slit and over Mandy's cheeks as she held onto his cock, guiding his spurting rod back into her mouth as the swinging chair rammed her face back onto him.
"Oh, God!" Mandy screamed, as white, salty goo splattered all over her lips and face. She licked his jism until his spurting fuck-rod was driven back into her mouth.
"Shit!" Terry bellowed.
He seemed angry that he no longer had to jerk himself off to cum. Mandy had broken him, and he could only stand there and let her hot mouth suck the last of his cum out. He looked down, watching as she licked the last drops of cum from his cock-head. Mandy ran her fingers over her face, sliding as much cum as she could into her demanding mouth.
"Got you, hand-job," she teased, moaning and twisting in the surges of her own cum that still ran on to the beat of Phil's whip. "Now stay hard and fuck my ass."
"That little cunt," Phil said with a grin. "She gets a double fuck for that. You hard enough, Terry?" Terry thrust his cock into Mandy's hot, little mouth. "You bet, but she can suck me some more."
Mandy pulled her mouth away from Terry's cock and licked his cock-tip, holding his slightly soft prick in her skillful fingers.
"You ain't man enough yet, Terry, so don't pretend! You couldn't fuck your way through a virgin's cherry!" Mandy leaned in and bit Terry's cock, sliding her teeth over the surface, watching him as he towered over her.
Terry went crazy as Mandy's mouth and teeth sucked the blood into his cock like a pressure pump. His cock seemed to swell to twice its normal size as Mandy ran her mouth over it and cooed with lust.
"Ohhh, yeah," she gasped. "That's better! That's the way I like cocks!"
Terry rammed his cock effortlessly into Mandy's mouth and then pulled back. "Okay, slut, let's see if you can take two of us!"
Terry picked her up and held her effortlessly while Steven got up from the sofa where he and Lucy had been fucking. Steven lay on the chair, his stiff cock reaching up as he played with it.
"Now sit on his cock," Terry said. "I'm gonna fuck that tight, little ass of yours. Steven tells me it's great."
"You bet!" gasped Mandy.
Terry let her down, and she scrambled over Steven's hard cock, holding it as she spread her legs. She looked over and saw Phil waiting, the two young girls kneeling, playing and sucking his fuck-rod. She was going to give him a good show.
Slowly, Mandy slid the tip of Steven's cock into the entrance of her throbbing cunt. Her luscious pussy-lips opened as his swollen cock-head rasped over her wet pussy. She gasped as she sank onto his cock, impaling herself. Inch by inch she took his cock, making them all watch as she slid his whole massive cock to the top of her cunt. She settled harder onto his prick, moaning with satisfaction.
"Bend forward," Terry said, and Mandy gave a groan of lust as she flattened herself along Steven's hard body, waiting for the double invasion. She thrust her ass as high as she could, and slowly worked herself on and off Steven's stiff cock.
"Ohhh, fuck!" she gasped. The tip of Terry's enormous prick touched the outer ring of her ass muscles. She lunged back, capturing his cock-head in her ass, feeling his swollen rod forcing her shitter open. "Ohhhh, ram it up me!"
As his cock rammed in, rasping against her shit-hole walls, Mandy screamed with desperation and forced herself onto Steven's cock. The twin fucking was driving her out of her mind, and Terry wasn't even fully in her yet. She sobbed and moaned as he leaned in harder, driving a full nine inches of his cock into her willing ass. Then he drew back, waited until Mandy was screaming and begging for his cock, then rammed it home.
Mandy leaped, and her cunt and ass clutched at their cocks, sucking at them, demanding their cum, demanding that they satisfy her. Steven lunged up at her cunt while Terry fucked her ass with long strokes until she screamed and moaned with the endless release.
"Ooohhh, shit, fuck me!" Mandy wailed. "Fuck me! Fuck the shit outa me! Ohhh, come on, fuck me!"
Mandy's ass gyrated as she tried to get all the cocks into her body at once. She could feel every stroke of the twin fuck-rods as they forced their way up her two passages.
"Ohhh, give me another one!" she moaned. "Phil, let me suck you! Please, let me suck you!"
Phil grinned. Goldie and Kay were sharing Phil's cock, sliding their mouths up and down it. He leaned down and pulled Mandy's head well away from Steven's face.
"You get the cum, bitch," he promised.
"You get the cum."
Mandy moaned. She watched Goldie and Kay suck her husband, waiting for the moment he shot. Her eyes clouded with surging climax as both cocks inside her beat faster and harder. She was going to get hot cum in her pussy and ass, too.
"Ohhh, fuck, she's hot! Ohhh, shit! She's gonna bring me off!" Steven lunged upward, and Mandy screamed with joy as she felt his fuck-rod throbbing and swelling with the last, great surge of lust.
"You bitch!" Terry yelled. "I'll get you for this! I'll get you!"
Furious at the fact that Mandy had made him come twice in so short a time, Terry leaned back, picked up the thin birch, and slashed it across Mandy's ass.
Mandy came even harder as her pussy and ass sucked the cum out of Steven and Terry's cocks. Yelling and screaming with lust, the two of them found their cocks helplessly spurting jism high into Mandy's ass and pussy. Mandy gave a terrible scream, and her climax peaked. Her body throbbed and heaved as the explosions of cum slowly subsided. Cum squirted out of her ass and pussy with each huge stroke of their cocks and ran over her legs and into her stockings.
Phil roared as Goldie sank his cock into her throat and Kay licked at his balls. "Shit! Now get back, both of you, get back!"
Goldie reluctantly pulled her head away, and Kay slid to the floor, still holding Phil's cock-shaft. Phil rammed his cock into Mandy's mouth just as the first spurt of jism burst out of his piss-slit. With a moan of satisfaction, Mandy held him there, sucking his cum until it had all dribbled out and she sucked gently on his very satisfied and softening cock. She had drained the other two as well. Both of them were going soft as she wiggled her ass and let them slide out of her two passages.
"Fuck!" murmured Terry. "What a night!"
Mandy chuckled. "Maybe I'll be a bitch all next week and we can do this again next Saturday."
Phil leaned down to his wife. "You better not even think about it. You're gonna get your ass screwed off all next week whenever I want it. And next Saturday night, whenever they all want it."
Mandy gave a low moan and sat on the edge of the chair. "Bastard. You'd do that, wouldn't you? Fuck me all week and then hand me over to this group of perverts to do with me what they like. As long as you get your two bits of jail-bait."
"You got it," said Phil, caressing Goldie's luscious tits.
"Good," said Mandy, and she ran her hands down into her cum-filled pussy.
Phil grinned at her.
"Now, get your fur coat on and come with me," he said. "It's about time I took you home."