Chapter 2
Mandy hung on the ropes and watched as Goldie slowly climbed off her husband's knee and stood on the carpet. Her black hair framed her face as she pouted and turned, flicking her short skirt higher up her legs.
"Your choice, Phil," said Steven. "How do you want her?"
"Like Terry had her on Wednesday," said Phil, and Mandy could see that he was trembling with excitement. She moaned and struggled, but the ropes were far too strong. She had to watch this depravity whether she wanted to or not.
"Good," Steven said. "Get the bench out."
He went over to the wall and took down a thin cane, at least four feet long. The tip trembled as he held it.
Terry wheeled a low, padded bench over to the middle of the room. Mandy had no idea what it was going to be used for, but it was obviously going to be very disgusting. She looked at Goldie, and the wanton girl was breathing hard. There were restraints at each corner of the bench, and the padded seat was just below waist height.
"Get Phil ready," Steven said.
"Oh, yes, sir!" Goldie whispered.
She shyly asked Phil to stand and he did, breathing heavily. Mandy wanted to hide, to pretend that none of this could possibly happen, but Terry was strolling over to her, a huge grin on his face.
"You see," he murmured, his mouth close to her face. "Phil came to visit and told us his problem, so we decided to show him how we treat bitches."
Mandy's heart almost bounced out of her chest as she saw Goldie open Phil's shirt and slide it off his shoulders. Then the little minx of a girl dropped to her knees in front of Phil and slid the zipper of his pants open. Mandy stared as Goldie pulled Phil's pants down and he stepped out of them.
"You see," Terry whispered. "Phil has only been watching until now. He wanted it that way, for you to be here to see it all. That's why he's a little nervous."
"Leave me alone!" Mandy sobbed. "Let me go!"
"I can't let you go and leave you alone, bitch!" Terry said. "Make up your mind!"
Mandy couldn't believe it. Goldie had pulled Phil's underpants off and was running her hands over his stiff cock. Phil was already gasping as her skillful fingers butterflied up and down his cock.
Mandy tried not to scream in disgust. Phil's cock was bigger than she had imagined. She had never looked at it, of course.
Goldie seemed to love it. She leaned in and her lovely young lips brushed his swollen cockhead. Phil moaned and his prick jumped at her willing mouth.
Mandy almost fainted. A girl was kissing a cock. She didn't believe it. And it was her husband's cock that made it worse.
"Now, now," said Steven. "You suck him off and there will be a lot of trouble."
Goldie murmured with delight, and her hot little mouth sank over Phil's cock, taking it almost to the root in one go. Phil moaned and grabbed at her dark hair.
"Take your mouth off his cock!" Steven snapped.
Slowly, reluctantly, Goldie slid her mouth down the length of Phil's cock and gave it a farewell kiss. She stood up and faced Phil, concentrating all her lust on him.
"Would you like me to take anything off, Sir?" she asked. "I must dress exactly as you like."
She slowly slid her dress up her thighs until he could see her tiny white panties.
"Turn around," Phil said, his voice harsh and uneven.
With a smile, the little maid turned herself until she was looking straight at Mandy. She gave Mandy a look of pure, sexual delight and licked her young tongue over her wet lips. Mandy felt her chest heave at the insolence of the girl.
"Bend down and touch your toes," said Phil. Mandy could see that he was reveling in his command over the young maid.
Goldie bent slowly at the waist and slid her hands down her long, stockinged legs. Her short black dress rode up over her ass, showing her tiny white panties, and the frilly petticoats beneath the skirt framed her twin ass-cheeks like a picture.
"Open your legs," he said.
Goldie simpered and worked her high heels apart on the carpet until her legs were wide open and the crotch of her panties strained over her swelling pussy-flesh. The silk was already damp with juices, and Goldie ran her fingers over the tight covering to her pussy-mound.
"Stand up and face me," Phil said breathlessly.
Goldie obeyed slowly, standing and then turning to face Phil. She grinned and played with the hem of her dress, inching it up her thighs.
"Open your dress and take your tits out," Phil said.
"You monster!" Mandy screamed from the ropes. "You should be locked up! You should be ashamed of yourself!"
She tossed and heaved in futile rage, her arms almost pulling out of their sockets.
"Shut up, Mandy," Phil said with a grin. "Or I'll have you gagged."
Goldie waited until Phil was ready for her. Then she smiled at him and ran her fingers over the top button of her uniform. Slowly she unbuttoned the neck and eased the black silk away. The clasp of her bra showed and she slid her fingers over it and into the cup of her bra.
"You want to see all of my tits, Sir?" she asked.
"Yes," Phil gasped.
With another smile, Goldie opened the next button and showed the lacy bra, cups and all. Then the next button came open and the next. Goldie's dress was open to the waist, and she slid the two sides apart until all of her bra-covered tits could be seen.
Then she worked the clasp of her bra, opening it, holding it in place while she cupped her tits, and very slowly let it fall away.
"Do they please you, Sir?" she asked.
Phil gasped. Goldie's tits were two wonderful mounds of flesh that stood out from her rib-cage with no support at all. The pink areola surrounded a pair of thrusting nipples that Phil could hardly take his eyes off.
"Oh yes!" he said. "Fuck, they're great."
Goldie ran her fingers over her nipples, working them until they stood out even further.
"If you would get comfortable now, Sir, I can take care of you."
"Aaaahhh!" said Phil, his cock trembling as he looked at the young girl. He turned and fell onto the bench. His cock thrust arrogantly toward the young girl, who waited, her fingers playing with her tits.
Goldie walked forward and stood with her legs on either side of Phil's head. She didn't say a word, but her fingers went down and slid into her panties. As she caressed her pussy, Lucy and Kay came over, leaned down and lashed her ankles to each side of the bench.
"Bend down," said Steven.
Goldie gave a moan of lust and bent at the waist. Her mouth came down slowly over Phil's throbbing cock. Her mouth hovered over his rigid cock-head and she licked out to touch it. Phil moaned and his hips heaved up.
"Oh, don't worry, Sir" Goldie breathed. "It'll go right in."
She remained where she was, her mouth close to Phil's cock, her ass sticking up, her legs spread and lashed to the legs of the bench.
Steven handed the thin cane to his wife. Lucy took it and walked over to her daughter. Goldie waited, her eyes half-closed, her lips inches from the huge hunk of meat thrusting up from Phil's cock-hair.
Lucy was the picture of depravity in her tight black corset and stockings. She reached over and flipped Goldie's dress up over her ass until the white panties were all that protected it.
Lucy's thick, shoulder-length dark hair tossed as she leaned down and grinned at Phil. His face was six inches from Goldie's helpless ass.
"Would you like me to take her panties off?" Lucy asked him.
"Oh no," he said, his hands running over Goldie's bound thighs. "That can come later."
"Very well," said Lucy and stepped back.
With no warning at all, Lucy slashed the cane across her daughter's stretched ass-cheeks.
Goldie heaved and her scream rang around the room. Her ass thrust upward in agony and a thin line of red appeared across it.
Lucy raised her hand and whipped the girl once more. Goldie bucked and tossed, her legs trembling with the force of the blow, a second red line appearing on her ass-flesh. A third stroke and another terrible scream from Goldie. At the fourth she moaned, and her mouth slid down over Phil's thick cock-head.
"Get your head up!" Lucy snapped.
"Ohhhhh, please!" Goldie begged. "I won't make him come, I promise!"
"You suck when I tell you to, and not before." Lucy slashed the cane and Goldie leaped and screamed at the pain.
Mandy couldn't believe how terrible it was. She stared at Phil as he lay there, his big cock hard as a rock, his face inches below the tight red flesh of Goldie's ass. He could see every stroke as it landed, beat into her flesh, and pulled away, leaving another thin red line.
"This will teach you to spill the soup," said Lucy, and she whipped her daughter again. "Now, just suck his cock-head. Any more and you're in trouble."
With a moan of lust, Goldie sank her head back onto Phil's thrusting cock-head. Her lovely lips formed a perfect circle around his hard cock-tip. Her wanton mouth sucked his cock-head and she gasped with the pleasure of his monstrous cock. She gurgled as the cane landed on her ass once more, and it was all she could do to stop herself from sinking his fuck rod deep into her throat.
Goldie groaned with delight and she spread her legs further, inviting Phil to do as he wished. For a while, Phil just played with her flesh, feeling it as the cane whipped up and down and Goldie yelled and struggled over his thick fucker. Then he slid his hand into her panties and fingered Goldie's clit.
Goldie's ass and legs went rigid. The whip met her ass, and Phil's hand combined with it to send her into a sudden climax of incredible fury. Her mouth throbbed on Phil's cock, deep gurgles rang around the room as her whole body struggled and heaved. In a fury of lust, she pulled her mouth away from his thick cock.
"Oh, please," she begged, "please let me have it all! Please!"
She sank her head back with another deep gurgle of desire and moaned as another cut of the cane bit into her ass.
"Slut!" her mother said, lashing her hard.
"Always the same. Go on. Suck it if you want, you little whore!"
Mandy stared in disbelief as Goldie sank her mouth right down the length of Phil's cock-shaft. Goldie's muffled gurgles escaped from around his thick cock as she pumped her head up and down on his cock in a frenzy of lust.
Mandy could see Goldie's throat muscles as they opened to take Phil's hard, swollen cock-head. Each thrust of his cock exploded another burst of climax from the girl, and Lucy timed the slashes of the whip to hit at the moment of deepest penetration.
Mandy tossed and heaved. She saw Phil as his cock tightened and the cum boiled in his balls. Goldie knew it, too, and her mouth opened wide and pulled back. Her fingers held his cock as the cane whipped her and she heaved to the pulse of her surging cum.
"Oh, not yet, Sir, please, not yet. I need more, I need it!"
She rammed her mouth back, over his purplish cock-head until his thick cock swelled her throat to almost double its normal size.
Goldie was desperate to hold him there while her cum ran its course. Her throat muscles were spasming with climax and Phil's balls tightened, the cum boiling in them and rushing to get out. Above his face, the cane lashed the young girl's thin panties, the cane almost splitting the material with the force of its blow.
Phil's cock thickened, and his cum started to pour out of his balls and down the channel of his cock.
Mandy was horrified.
Goldie moaned, her ass reaching for the cane as thick goo burst out into her mouth. The little whore swallowed it down, her throat convulsing with lust as her climax rolled on.
Phil roared with ecstasy. His hands grabbed Goldie's head, holding her by her hair as his balls unloaded a stream of pent-up lust that had been building for all the months of his marriage.
"Look at that, whore!" he yelled at Mandy. "See what she can do? That's what you'll do, cunt!"
He heaved his hips upward and Goldie slid his spurting cock right to the back of her throat.
Moaning with the still-pounding climax, Goldie slowly worked her mouth up Phil's shooting cock. Cum filled her cheeks. Gurgling and gasping, Goldie let it run out, splattering over her face and lips until she sank his cock into her wet mouth and swallowed, taking it all until the stream slowed. Phil leaned back on the bench with a moan of utter contentment.
Lucy slowed the whip and then stopped as Goldie sucked Phil's still-hard cock, licking up all the shots of jism that had escaped her mouth. She took his last dribblings and ducked her head to the base of his fuck-rod before pulling back and licking his cock-head with deep moans of contentment.
"Oh, Sir!" she gasped. "You have lovely-tasting cum. Thank you."
Phil was out of his mind. He lay there, his face in utter bliss as Goldie played with his cock. The first stirrings of a new hard-on played softly in his balls.
"Good," Lucy said. "Get him hard again while we take a look at this cunt on the ropes."
Mandy shrank in fear as she realized that she would be the next target of their lusts. She saw Kay, the little blonde, almost drooling with lust as she ran over and kneeled on either side of Phil's legs. Her willing mouth licked at his balls and the two maids shared Phil's cock as it stiffened and got ready for more action.
"Well," said Steven, coming over to Mandy as she twisted as far as she could on the ropes. "It's time to see what we've got here."
"Leave me alone!" Mandy yelled. But she knew it was hopeless. In the background, she saw Phil laying beneath the two young girls, his cock running in and out of their willing mouths. She knew he wasn't going to be of any help.
She was deserted. She had to suffer it all.