Chapter 3
"Now, my little bitch," Steven said. "We'll see what you've got under that coat."
"You pervert!" Mandy yelled. "You stinking pervert! I'll see you get put in prison for this!"
She struggled violently.
"Phil," she moaned, "how can you let them do this? I'm your wife!"
"Oh?" Phil said, looking up at her as Goldie sank her mouth over his already-hardening cock. "I hadn't noticed. I thought you were a one-night stand I picked up all those months ago."
He ran his hand over Kay's open thighs, slipping his fingers into the tight crotch of her panties.
"Suffer, you little cunt," he said. "You've got it all coming."
"Oh please, Phil!" Mandy moaned. "Please, I'll be a good wife to you, honest I will. I'll serve you breakfast in bed tomorrow morning."
"Breakfast in bed," Phil echoed and licked the inside of Kay's thigh. "Listen, you stuck-up little princess. If I can still get it up, I'm gonna have a blow-job for breakfast."
A roar of laughter went around the room, and Mandy sobbed and tore at her bonds. It still did no good. Her arms got pulled and sore, that was all.
"Well now," said Steven. "How about I undo this coat?"
"Leave me alone!" Mandy shrieked.
Casually, Steven slapped her across the face. Mandy yelled, her cheek stinging from the pain. She had never been treated like that. He caught her again, sending her face slamming into her shoulder.
"Now," he said as Mandy's tear-stained face stared back at him. "I think I'll undo your coat."
"Leave me-" Mandy started, but Steven's hand swung up and she froze. She stared at the palm of his hand as it hovered, just a foot from her face.
"I said, I think I'll undo this coat," said Steven.
She stifled a sob and knew that she would have to let him do it.
"Good," Steven said softly. "You appear to have learned the first lesson. Now, the coat."
His hand went up and slipped the top button open. Taking his time, Steven slid his hand down the lining to the next button and opened it.
The room was silent. Lucy stood nearby, a short leather crop in her hands. She repeatedly slapped it against her thigh as she watched.
Phil was sitting up, his arms around the two young girls. Both of them had one hand on his cock and they gently caressed it, their fingers running up and down his stiff prick. Terry stood, leaning against the wall. The only sign of excitement he showed was the enormous bulge in his pants. Occasionally his hand would move down and shift it.
The coat began to open, showing the delicate lace of the nightie Mandy was wearing. It was a tiny nothing that ran off her shoulders. It was tied at the waist with a slim ribbon and was cut high over her swelling hips. The cream-colored silk covered Mandy's tits and was cut just wide enough to hide her pussy.
"Fuck!" Steven opened another button. Only one held the bottom of the coat together. "She wears this a lot, Phil?"
Phil chuckled.
"Yeah, and a lot of other stuff too. Drives you outa your mind."
"Well, we'll show your lovely wife what happens to bitches like that. She'll be praying for cock by the time we've finished with her."
Mandy heaved on the ropes as Steven slid the coat aside and revealed her luscious curves for everybody to see.
"Shit!" whispered Lucy. "That's good enough to eat. No wonder you were going crazy, Phil. You only married the bitch because you wanted to fuck her, right?"
"Right," said Phil as he caressed Goldie's young tits. "And look where it got me."
Steven laughed.
"Terry," he said, "why don't you tie this coat out of the way. I've got work to do."
With an easy grin Terry came forward, sliding the belt out of his pants. Mandy stared at him, wondering what he intended, but he just slipped the belt around her coat and tightened it, pulling the expensive fur out of the way, behind Mandy's back.
"Now," said Steven. "If I wanna see your tits, I gotta tear that nightie."
"You wouldn't!" Mandy yelled. "You can't do that! Leave me alone!"
"Oh, but I'm sure you want me to rip the whole nightie off you," Steven said, his hands squeezing her tits. "Don't you?"
"No!" Mandy screamed. "Leave me alone, you pervert! Leave me alone!"
"Oh, I see you need to be convinced," Steven said. "Hand me that cane, Lucy, would you?"
Lucy passed the thin leather crop to Steven. He stood in front of her, watching her terror.
"I think you really want me to tear that nightie off," he said, an evil grin playing over his mouth.
"N-n-no. What are you-? W-w-w-what are-aaaggghhhh!" Mandy screamed and her body jerked desperately on the ropes.
With a sudden swing Steven had lashed the thin crop up between Mandy's legs. It crashed into her clit, bursting the most terrible agony down her legs. The tip of the crop flicked up and cut into the side of her ass-cheek.
"I'm sure you want me to tear it off," Steven said coolly.
Mandy was in shock. She saw the tip of the crop as it lashed down toward the floor, swung in a tight circle and came up, between her trembling thighs. Her clit exploded with pain as the braided leather cut a deep thin line into her pussy-flesh.
"Aaaagggghhh!" Mandy screamed. "Ohhh god, save me! Ohhhh god!"
"Now, all you have to do is beg me to tear your nightie off," Steven said as he whipped viciously over her pussy.
Mandy stared, her eyes wide and not really seeing much. The whip lashed in again and her body shook while her piercing scream rang out.
As the leather crop lashed Mandy's wide-open pussy once more, Lucy slid her panties down her long legs and stepped out of them.
"Come on, Terry," she breathed. "I gotta get fucked."
Terry grinned and he slid his zipper down. Both of them watched the tortured Mandy as Lucy bent at the waist, leaning down across a bench, supporting herself with her arms as she thrust her wanton cunt out at Terry and spread her legs. Terry pulled his long, thick cock out and rubbed it as he watched Mandy scream and twist on the ropes. He leaned forward, running his hands over Lucy's ass, working his cock into the crack of her pussy.
"Ohhh, yeah," Lucy breathed. "Shove it up me!"
Her black pussy-hair was already damp as the tip of Terry's cock ran over her clit and up between her cunt-lips. Terry chuckled, then pushed. His hard cock-head ran into Lucy's slippery ass-cheeks.
"Ohhhh, fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me!" she gasped. "I gotta have it, please."
She lunged back, but Terry held her off, his cock just inside, teasing her, sending her wild with lust.
"You know what I want," he said, still keeping his cock just inside Lucy's cunt.
"You bastard," Lucy whispered, making another effort to get his cock deep inside her. "Give it to me, you rat."
"Give me what I want," Terry laughed, his rock-hard cock-head just working an inch or so inside her wet cunt.
"All right, you fucker," Lucy moaned. "All right, any way you want, but give it to me. Give it to me!"
She lunged back, and this time Terry let her have it. In one motion his cock sank right into Lucy's pussy until his balls slapped her ass-cheeks.
Lucy screamed with delight, but the sound was lost in the terrible shrieks and yells coming from Mandy.
"Beg me to rip that thing off you!" Steve shouted. "You're the dumbest bitch I ever met."
He lashed her with a fury that threw her whole body upward on the ropes. Mandy swung wildly, her head a mass of pain as she tried to think. What was it he wanted to do? She couldn't remember.
"Beg me!" Steven shouted.
"Please! Please!" Mandy screamed in pain as the terrible crop bit into her pussy again.
"Beg me to rip that nightie off you!" he shouted relentlessly.
The whipping stopped. Mandy hung there, her body seething with pain, her mind clouded with fear.
The only sound in the room was the soft moaning as Terry slowly rammed his cock into Lucy's pussy. Lucy swayed over the bench, her legs working up and down to get as much of his stiff fucker as she could.
Over to the side, Phil was also in the stages of getting his cock into another warm, wet cunt. The two girls were arguing over which one of them would get fucked.
"No, it's my turn," Goldie insisted. "I sucked him off."
"Promise me you'll fuck me, too?" Kay asked, her blonde hair over Phil's face.
He grinned and kissed her, sliding his tongue into her young mouth.
"You think I'd go without fucking that beautiful cunt of yours?" he asked.
"Okay, then," said Kay. "She can fuck you this time."
She slid off his lap and onto the floor. With a grin, Goldie worked her ass off the bench and slid the panties down her legs, over the black stockings. Goldie slid over Phil's legs until his cock was right at her sopping wet cunt. She held there, gasping softly as Key held Phil's cock and worked it to the entrance of her pussy. With a great groan of satisfaction, Goldie worked herself down, sliding Phil's cock into her starving body.
"Ohhhh yes!" she groaned as, inch by inch, she took his rampant fucker in her young pussy.
With a gasp, she took it all, right to the tip of her cunt, and her dark pussy-mound rubbed over his stiff cock-hair. She lifted herself an inch or so and plunged down, getting a gasp of pleasure from Phil and that wonderful, rasping pleasure from her cunt.
"Come on, Kay," she said. "Your turn."
Kay smiled and leaned over the two of them. Her willing mouth kissed the damp hair of Goldie's pussy and her tongue flicked out and caressed her hot, red flesh. Goldie moaned and worked her cunt like a whirlwind, trying to get the cock and the cunt-licking at the same time.
Phil moaned, and his cock spasmed as Kay's tongue licked down the few inches of his cock that slipped out of Goldie's cunt. Then, as Goldie slipped down his throbbing cock, Kay licked deeper, down to Phil's balls and over the heaving bud of Goldie's clit. The two of them moaned as they fucked, their faces close together, their hips working in time to their increasingly frantic thrusts.
Phil worked his hands inside the neck of Goldie's uniform and caressed her young tits. Her tits were hot and willing, the nipples standing out like ripe buds. She moaned and thrust them against him as he squeezed and pinched the flesh.
Mandy, too, was getting her tits caressed, though she wasn't happy about it. Steven stood in front of her, slowly pulling on her nightie and then running down to feel her twin tits through the silk.
"Beg me again," he whispered.
Mandy was too terrified to refuse.
"Please. Please rip it off me," she whispered.
Steven ripped slowly, taking his time as the thin material parted, revealing her luscious body bit by bit. Then, with one impatient heave, he ripped the crotch open and tore the nightie up the back until Mandy was utterly naked apart from the fur coat that was held behind her.
"Shit, that's nice!" he said. He glanced back and everybody was looking at the helpless wife as she hung, her body open to them.
From the cascading, chestnut hair as it flowed over her shoulders, to the trim ankles, she was the perfect beauty. Her tits were small and high, standing out with no support from a bra. Her waist was slim, and the white of her flesh accentuated the crimson skin between her shapely thighs. The dark mound of her pussy just hid the red bud of her whipped clit.
"Fuckin-A, man!" Terry yelled with a grin. He slid his cock deeper into Lucy's pussy and she moaned and worked her ass back at him. "You gonna fuck it first?"
"Sure am. Unless you want it, Phil," Steven said, looking at the helpless wife, bound and open to any brutal rape he wanted to commit.
"Oh, you have her," said Phil. "I'll fuck the bitch when she's trained. I got more than enough here."
"You said it," agreed Steven as he watched Phil's cock sliding in and out of Goldie's willing cunt while Kay licked and sucked at them both. "Those two'U clean most guys out and still beg for it. Watch out."
"I can handle it," said Phil with a grunt as his throbbing cock sank back into Goldie's hot cunt. Her pussy muscles sucked at his cock, sending her wanton demands into his balls where the cum stirred again, waiting to shoot out.
"Ohhh, fuck! I'm coming!" Goldie suddenly yelled.
She twisted and heaved on Phil's cock. Her pussy muscles spasmed as the climax surged up in her.
"Fuck me! Come on, fuck me!" she demanded, her tits thrusting in Phil's hands, her cunt sucking at his cock like crazy. Kay leaned in on them both, her wicked little tongue flicking out faster and faster, licking at Goldie's quivering clit and getting as much of Phil's throbbing cock-rod as she could.
"Just look at them," Steve said, his hands running over Mandy's tits. "Isn't that sweet, your husband and my daughter, fucking. Now I'm gonna fuck you like that, just the two of us, right here. Won't that be nice?"
His fingers strayed down her helpless body and ran over her pussy-hair. Mandy stiffened and struggled.
"Won't that be nice?" Steven insisted. He worked a finger into the entrance to Mandy's pussy.
"Don't do that," Mandy sobbed. "Untie me, please. I've never done anything to you."
"You've never done anything to Phil either, have you?" Steven asked as his finger rasped its way into her dry cunt. "We're gonna have to warm you up a bit. I don't want my cock to get sore."
Mandy sobbed and closed her eyes. If only he knew how disgusted she was by the very thought of sex, let alone by doing it. What he wanted was impossible.
"Ohhhh shit! Ohhhh shit!" Goldie yelled as her climax swept over her. "Oh, come on, Phil, shoot all that lovely cum up me. Come on. We'll get you up again, we'll make up for that bitch of yours."
Her hips rolled and her pussy-muscles sank over the throbbing length of his cock. Kay's mouth closed over Goldie's cunt and sucked Goldie's raging, hot flesh as spasm after spasm of orgasm shook Goldie's body. Goldie's head was thrown back, her dark hair over Phil's cheeks. Her cunt closed on his cock until every inch was being sucked and the jism rolled in his balls and started to shoot out.
"Ohhhh, yeah! Ooooh, fuck! Ohhhh, fuck that's . . . ohhhhhh!" Phil moaned as his jumping cock spurted cum into Goldie's hot, willing little cunt.
"See that?" Steven asked Mandy. "That's what we're gonna train you to do. Take cum, lots of it, all over your body. Won't that be wonderful?"
Mandy moaned. She couldn't help but see Phil as his cock shot and he bellowed with lust, his hands tight on Goldie's tits as they swelled between his fingers. Then, as the final climax of her cum hit her, Goldie slid her cunt off his spurting cock and let it slide over her wet and demanding clit.
The three of them held together, while Goldie's orgasm faded and Phil's cock slowly spurted less white goo and Kay's mouth licked it all up. Finally, the last dribbles ran over Kay's lips and Goldie settled back against Phil with a contented sigh.
"Did anybody ever tell you, you fuck great?" she asked.
"N-no," Phil confessed, and blushed with shame.
"Well, you do," said Goldie, "and I'm gonna get a lot more fucking before we let you go. You're fucking wonderful."
Mandy moaned and twisted as Steven ran his fingers into her cunt.
"Now, get your cunt wet or I'm gonna whip you until it is, and then whip you again until you beg me to fuck you," said Steven.
Mandy groaned and almost fainted. The nightmare was getting worse.