Chapter 3
"Please, no!" Debbi sobbed as she knelt on-the soft carpet, her hands over her eyes.
Her humiliation was getting worse by the moment. She had been forced to take most of her clothes off, and now they were going to fuck her. She couldn't believe that her friend, Simon, could be so cruel, so sadistic to her. Still sobbing and pleading, she pulled the top of her slip back over her tits.
"Did I tell you to do that?" Simon snapped.
"Leave me alone, stop it!" Debbi sobbed. "I thought you were my friend."
She was looking up at him and he stooped over her, the whip swinging in his hand.
"I don't know about you," said Vera slowly, standing beside Simon, her hands on her hips, her pussy hair damp from the fucking she'd had. "But I think this little shit is going to need more than the usual. I think I'd better get the extra equipment, don't you?"
Simon grinned as he looked down at the sobbing Debbi. "Yes, I think so. Bat remember, you were just like this, and look at you now, baby."
Vera ran her hands down the; front of his pants while she slid her leg up his and licked his neck.
"Yes," she breathed, "but no little whore's gonna be as good as me in the end." She slid the zipper of his pants down and worked her hand inside. "And I haven't had your cock in a hell of a long time. So I want it, by the end of tonight."
Simon grinned as he slowly pushed her away. "You little cunt, you know I have to punish you for going for my cock without permission. You'll get yours, don't worry. Now go and get the rest of the stuff."
By the time he'd zipped his pants back up, there was a crowd around Debbi, all waiting for what was coming. In her misery, Debbi had sunk lower on her knees, her face just above the floor as she wept and moaned.
"Kneel up!" snapped Simon.
"Please, let me alone," moaned Debbi. "I want to go-aaaaahhhhh!"
She came back to a kneeling position as Simon hauled her up by a handful of her lovely blonde hair.
"Silly little cunt," he said, watching her as he held her upright on her knees, slowly working her back and forth by her hair. "You seem to want to be punished. Now, first, you don't cover yourself or uncover yourself without permission. Is that clear?"
"W-what do you mean?" gasped Debbi, her tears clouding her eyes.
"You covered your tits, you stupid little whore, without permission. Now I'm gonna punish you for it."
"No, don't! I didn't know, I didn't know!" Debbi sobbed.
But that was cut off by a shriek as Desmond and another man grabbed her arms and pulled them sharply behind her back, holding her elbows together so that her tits thrust out at Simon. Still, Debbi didn't understand what he was going to do. With incredible calm, he leaned down and took the top of her slip in both hands.
"Oh, no!" Debbi gasped as she saw him pull.
One by one the buttons broke off as Simon ripped her slip to the waist, pushing the two sides apart until Debbi's tits thrust out in the open, like ripe melons, ready to be picked.
"Shit," Simon murmured as he stepped back. "You just go on looking better all the time."
He swung the whip in the air.
"Oh, no!" she sobbed, struggling, but the two men were more than a match for her.
"You're right, Simon," said the second man, holding Debbi's arms. "She gets me harder every fuckin' time I look at her."
"Yeahhhh, I know what you mean, Phil," said Simon. "But you ain't had to work with her every day, giving you a borer every fuckin' time she walks past."
All around her, the party was getting more and more depraved. Debbi couldn't believe it. Sylvie was lying on top of another maid on a table while they sucked each other's pussy. And Bill and Roger were fucking their cocks into the two cunts and mouths as they watched Debbi about to be whipped. Debbi stared as the two men worked the maids. There was no hurry, so Bill slid his cock out of Sylvie':; cunt and slowly fed it into the mouth of the maid sucking her.
The whip curled through the air.
"Aaggggghhhhh, shit!" Debbi screamed, her body writhing as she pulled against the two men holding her. The whip had landed right across her its, the knotted tip slashing into her nipple. "Oh no, don't, please! I'll do what you wan:, I will, I will!"
Debbi's eyes blurred with tears, but she stared at her tormentor as he casually curled the whip again and cut it back across her tit flesh. Deep red weals of pain burned across the luscious twin tit mounds as Debbi screamed and almost threw herself out of the grasp of the two men.
"No, don't, I don't deserve this! Please, Simon, I don't deserve this!" she screamed as the whip cut her tits and sent them bouncing across her chest again.
The guests were fascinated by the show. One of the women was up on the table, her legs spread while a maid sucked her pussy. The fourth maid was getting double fucked, mouth and pussy, as she lay across the table, her uniform almost ripped off by the passionate demands of the orgy.
Simon gave a final turn of the whip, and Debbi collapsed in the arms of the two men, her red tits burning with pain.
"Now, I've let you off easy on that," Simon said. "The next time it'll be double. Now get up."
In mortal fear, Debbi scrambled to do as she was told. She couldn't keep her hands off her burning tits as the deep pain rolled over her body. But then Debbi saw that Vera had prepared-and she almost stopped breathing.
Debbi saw that a rope had been tossed over one of the heavy wooden beams that stretched across the ceiling. And, on the end of the rope was a large metal clamp. In the floor on either side of the rope were leather bonds attached to two ring bolts that Vera had pulled out of the thick carpet.
"Not that, no!" Debbi screamed. "Let me go!"
Desmond and Phil pulled her toward the terrible ropes. She suddenly turned, sinking her teeth into Desmond's neck.
"You bitch!" he roared. He slapped Debbi's face away and she collapsed again, moaning in their arms as Desmond rubbed his neck and looked at Simon. "I think I get her for that."
Simon grinned at him. "I guess so."
Debbi's screams didn't stop for a moment as Vera slapped a pair of handcuffs around her wrists. Still, she moaned as they clamped the end of the rope around the join of the cuffs and held her there while two of the maids pulled her ankles out until Vera could lash Debbi's feet to the ring bolts.
Then Debbi really started screaming. They pulled on the rope, heaving her arms up until the pain ran through them, and her body stretched out, the drag on the rope pulling tight down her legs and straining at the ring bolts. Debbi was utterly helpless, stretched out, her arms high above her head, her legs spread and stretched, her tits thrusting out for all of them to watch.
"Stop it!" Debbi screamed. "Stop it! You can't do this, you can't!"
"I'm sick of this broad screaming!" snapped Simon. "Get a gag!"
"No, no, don't do that, no ... ummpphh!"
Debbi's protests were cut off as several rubber balls were shoved into her mouth. She struggled against them, but immediately a scarf was wound around her mouth to keep them in.
The whole room had gathered to watch. Most of the men had their cocks out and all of them were rock hard. The two women guests were as good as naked. Both of them had their tits showing and one, a slim brunette, was down to her stockings and heels. She lay back in a chair and slowly ran her fingers over her damp pussy.
Desmond appeared in front of her. He slowly ran the knotted strips of a nine-tailed whip through his fingers. Debbi choked as she looked at it. She could imagine how much pain it was going to give her.
"Now, wouldn't you love me to fuck you?" Desmond asked, slowly running the whip through his hand. "I know you can't talk, so just nod your head if you'd love me to fuck you."
Debbi nodded her head frantically, hoping she might buy him off. After all, it might be awful to get fucked, but it wasn't as bad as the whip.
"Good," said Desmond slowly. "Jo," he called.
The pretty little maid knew exactly what to do. She knelt and slid her hands over Desmond's pants. Debbi saw the huge cock-bulge and gagged at the thought of that big cock fucking her soft pussy. It was bad enough fucking John, and he had a very ordinary cock. Desmond's huge pole of fuck-meat looked enormous, thrusting against the front of his pants.
"Now, it's about that bite you gave me," said Desmond, slowly running his hand over his neck. "I can't let that pass. So I'm gonna whip you until Jo sucks me off. Then I'm gonna whip you until I'm ready to fuck yon. Sound good?"
Debbi writhed on the ropes heaving, trying to get free. She couldn't take it. To pass from relative security to this nightmare in not much more than an hour was a terrible shock. She stared as Desmond swung the whip and Jo very slowly slid his cock out of his pants and pushed the material aside.
Debbi had been right-Desmond's cock was enormous. Shoved up her delicate cunt, it would rip her apart. Shuddering and sobbing, she watched Jo as she licked her lips and slowly sank her mouth over the massive, throbbing cock-head Jo's tits heaved as she took more of the monster, licking and sucking the cock gently, playing with it.
Then Desmond whipped Debbi. The cat swung down, brushed the carpet and lashed upward between Debbi's spread legs. As the knotted leather bit into her pussy, Debbi heaved upward on the rope, pulling herself almost off the ground with the terrible agony surging through her. She wanted to beg to be forgiven, to prom se not to do it again, but she was gagged. The whip slashed upward, biting into her clit and upper thighs, leaving deep red lines and stronger dots of crimson where the knots fell. Debbi screamed into the gag, tossing and writhing.
Jo was in no hurry to suck Desmond off. She slowly ran her tongue over his huge cockhead, licking and playing with it. Her fingers slid over the twitching prickshaft, but again they just played, keeping Desmond at fever pitch, but not bringing him off. His arm swung around, close to the floor and up, lashing Debbi's spread legs again, beating lines of searing pain into her poor cunt.
Debbi felt she was going to pass out. The whip cut her flesh, driving deeper pain than she had thought possible through her body. Her body lurched, heaving at the ropes. She stared at Jo as she sucked Desmond, wishing the little maid would bring him off quickly.
Desmond crashed the whip into her pussy and slung it through the air on its journey upward and then down to lash back into her helpless cunt.
"You wanna have it easy?" he asked as the whip cut Debbi's thighs again. "If you say yes to Jo, I'm sure she'll bring me off real fast-she knows how."
Jo grinned and slowly lifted her mouth from Desmond's spasming cock. She held the cock-shaft, sliding her hand slowly up and down it.
"Promise to do what I want " Jo said, "and I'll suck him off right away. I can."
Debbi screamed into the gag as the whip lashed her pussy again, and she nodded as hard as she could.
"Anything?" asked Jo, and slid her mouth back down the stiff shaft of Desmond's cock.
Debbi nodded, almost dislocating her neck, she was so frantic.
"Good," crooned Jo. "I wanna be sucked off, and you'll do it."
Debbi should have known, but it still came as a great shock to her. She had to suck another woman's cunt! It was almost worse than being whipped.
Jo swallowed Desmond's cock almost to the balls and her fingers played with the cockshaft, while she caressed his heavy balls rolling in their sac. Desmond's cock throbbed and his arm swung faster and faster as he whipped the cat into Debbi's pussy in a fury of lust.
"Fuck!" he roared. "This chick's sucking my balls out, ohhh yeahhh!" His arm blurred as he whipped the poor bound Debbi and his cock jumped as cum poured out into Jo's willing mouth. "You fuckin' whore! How do you do it?"
Hi s arm beat frantically as his cum exploded into Jo's face. Jo leaned back, taking gobs of cock cream over her mouth and cheeks as she rubbed his cock, squeezing every last drop of cum out and over her face. Her tongue flicked out, licking up the goo as it dribbled out of the slit and ran down the still-shaking cockshaft. She grinned and worked her mouth down the hard fucker, taking it deep while Desmond groaned with release and stopped whipping Debbi's pussy.
"You see?" said Jo, sliding her mouth away from the slowly beating cock, "I kept my side of it. Now you're gonna lick my pussy and ass while I get him hard again to fuck you."
The agony in her arms and legs was so great that Debbi would have been happy to get down from this torture and face anything. She moaned as they lowered the rope and unsnapped the cuffs. She collapsed to the carpet, the pain from her ass and pussy and tits rolling into one terrible agony that wouldn't go away.
She was hauled up, made to kneel again while they unrolled the scarf and took out the gag balls. Debbi groaned.
"Listen, bitch," said Simon. "We gagged you because you moan too much. Now shut the fuck up unless you want that again."
He turned away and sat down in a chair, watching.
Jo leaned back on the floor, sliding her short maid's dress up over her thighs. Her panties were already gone, and Debbi saw to her utter horror that Jo's pussy hair was streaked with cum. And she had to suck that cummy pussy! She gagged and almost threw up on the carpet.
"Come on, little one," said Jo. She shifted a pillow under her shoulders so that she could lay her head back for Desmond who was kneeling behind her. Jo murmured with pleasure as she took his cock and let it run past her sensuous red lips.
"It's hard already," Debbi said, stress in her voice. "You don't have to suck it. He can fuck me right away."
She thought that might please Desmond, making herself sound willing, but it didn't have that effect. Desmond looked at her as he let Jo suck at his cock.
"Jo says, when my cock is hard," he chuckled. "She's the one who's sucking it, so she knows, right?"
Jo pulled her mouth from the stiff fucker and grinned at Debbi.
"And I can tell you exactly when it's gonna be hard," she crooned. "Right when you suck me off. So get on with it."
Debbi knew she was beaten. She watched as Jo lifted her legs, spreading them until her pussy pointed straight up at Debbi's mouth. It was a dreadful moment for the young wife. She felt as if everybody had deserted her. She knelt farther down, until her head was between Jo's thighs and she could see the light-brown mass of her cunt hair clearly. She smelled the cum, a surprisingly fresh aroma wafting up into her nostrils. Her lips trembling, Debbi kissed the inside of Jo's thigh.
"Oh, shit, kid-lick me," Jo demanded. "You want this cock hard, or do you wanna be back up on the ropes?"
Debbi ran her tongue over Jo's white thigh flesh, licking closer and closer to the wide-open cunt Debbi saw the cunt lips spread wide, the bud of her clit throbbing in the center. She wondered how she could ever bring herself to suck that cum-drenched pussy.
The answer came at once. The whip lashed across her thrust-up ass.
"Oh, God!" Debbi screamed, pulling away and turning in horror. "Not that, no more, I'm doing what you say!"
"You what?" roared Simon. "Phil wants to fuck you, and he's decided to whip your ass first. So get on with sucking Jo or you'll be in real trouble. And suck her good. You'll learn the rewards of working here if you become one of our good girls."
Debbi saw Phil, his stiff cock thrust out, rampant and ready to fuck her. She didn't know what to do. There was no escape from more pain and humiliation.
"Suck me, bitch!" Jo screamed.
As the whip cut her already sore ass again, Debbi gave in, her mouth running over the spread lips of Jo's pussy.
"Oh, that's better," sighed Jo, leaning even farther back to that Desmond could get his cock deeper into her throat.
Debbi screamed as the whip landed on her ass, and she knew she had to obey. The gobs of cum got sucked in with Jo's pussy lips, but Debbi did as well as she could, taking Jo's clit between her lips and sucking on it.
Jo gurgled with satisfaction and let Desmond's cock fuck back into her throat. He gasped and fucked her mouth, while he worked his hands over Jo's small thrusting tits.
"Boy, that's got me going!" snarled Phil as he tossed the whip aside. "Now for her panties!"
Debbi jerked in horror as he slipped his hands inside the top of her panties and tore at them, just as Simon had turn her slip top. The thin nylon parted, ripping off until Debbi's ass and blonde pussy hair were revealed. Her red, beaten ass almost glowed as Phil ran his hands over the sensitive flesh.
"Fuck," he breathed. "This is one hell of an ass!"
With her mouth deep in Jo's pussy, Debbi hardly knew what he was doing after her panties were torn off. She sucked the hot cunt flesh between her lips, feeling Jo moan and heave in pleasure. It was utterly strange, sucking a woman's cunt, but not anything as terrible as Debbi had thought it would be. She knew how Jo was reacting, could feel every twitch of her pussy.
Phil thrust his big prick at the entrance to Debbi's cunt and pulled back, grunting in annoyance.
"Fuck me," he said, "dry as the fuckin' desert." His cock beating around in frustration, he leaned down and whispered to Debbi. "Get wet, whore, or you'll regret it."
Debbi moaned How could she get wet when she hated sex so much? It was impossible. John always had to put Vaseline on his cock even to get into her pussy-that was how much she hated it. And Phil was demanding to fuck her now. She burrowed her mouth deeper into Jo's cunt, feeling the maid thrashing around as she started to come.
"Shit, the little cunt's coming," said Desmond as he rammed his cock in and out of Jo's throbbing throat. "Whip her tits! She goes crazy over that. And give that other cunt's ass another going over, and we'll gang-bang her right after this. Ohhhh fuck, the whore's gonna bring me off again! Ohhh Jesus, two blow-jobs, oh, fuck!"
He leaned back, his cock fucking in and out of Jo's mouth as Vern stepped over and lashed the cat across Jo's heaving tits.
Debbi felt the little maid go crazy. Jo's pussy spasmed as she heaved upward and let Desmond's cock disappear into her mouth.
The agony burst out of Debbi's stretched ass cheeks while Phil lashed her, driving the helpless blonde into fits of weeping and pain. She held her mouth to Jo's cunt, terrified more of what would happen if she stopped.
Phil lashed her ass in a red-hot fury. "You dead whore! You get wet for me or I'll whip the shit outa you. I'm gonna shoot my cock in your cunt if I have t whip you all night to do it-come on, whore!"
His hand flashed through the air and Debbi flinched, her ass a sea of red flesh that heaved to each beat of the whip.
"Ohhhh, yeahhhh!" Desmond yelled as his cock spurted more hot cum into Jo's wide-open mouth.
Jo was going crazy under the whip lashing her tits and the massive cock shooting wads of hot cum into her throat. Her hips thrust up at Debbi, beating into her face as Jo demanded the most from her orgasm. Jo reached down, grabbed Debbi by the hair and rammed her face into her spasming cunt and held her there, making her suck and lick her pussy until every last roll of her come had faded.
Desmond's cock slowed and he shot the last of, his jizz. He eased his cock out of Jo's hot mouth and looked to where Phil was still whipping Debbi in a rising frustration of lust. Debbi crouched, slowly licking Jo's cunt was she wept and pleaded with Phil to stop beating her.
"Okay, Phil," said Desmond. "She's had enough coming, let her be for now."
Phil stopped, his cock bouncing as he stared down at Debbi. She rolled away from Jo's pussy and lay in a heap on the floor, heaving and writhing in pain and humiliation.