Chapter 3
"No, no," Tammy whispered in absolute terror. "What are you going to do to me?"
Noel chuckled and took up one of the tiny clips. "I'm going to teach you about pain, bitch," he said.
"No, please, I'm sorry," Tammy sobbed, but Noel ignored her words.
He grabbed her arm, twisting it viciously as he clipped the handcuffs back on her wrist. From there, it was only a moment before the rope attached to the cuffs was wound around the top of a table leg and Tammy was screaming as he reached for her other arm. Her wails of terror got her nowhere. Soon her other wrist was tied up, her arms stretched out along the table top, her body now totally helpless.
Noel took the tiny clip and slid it slowly under the lacy top of her slip, reaching for her tits.
"Oh, no, no, don't do that, please! I didn't mean it!" Tammy screeched.
But Noel's fingers were already pushing under the top of her bra, reaching for her lovely tight little nipples. She was straining against the ropes that held her legs, pushing them upward with all her force. But she couldn't move, and the collar was tight around her neck. She gasped and moaned as she felt Noel's fingers rolling her nipple while he pushed her bra out of the way with his other hand. Then he took the little clamp and slid the jaws over her nipple, teasing her squirming tit-flesh.
"I'm going to teach you to obey," he said, his voice so soft and reasonable it made Tammy sob louder at the desperate situation she was in.
To make matters worse, Michael had his cock rammed right down Carla's throat as he watched. His hands were in her hair and he grunted as his thick fuck-rod vanished into her sucking throat. He growled, his ass heaving faster as he watched Noel slowly close the clamps on Tammy's nipples.
Tammy wept as the tiny jaws began to tighten on her tit-flesh. The pain was slow to take off, since the screw closed the jaws very little with each turn, and Tammy's screams and pleas were more in expectation than agony. But the clamps continued to close, the serrated metal jaws gripping Tammy's nipple flesh, then crushing it as Noel turned the screw with deliberate force.
"Oooohh, God!" Tammy screamed, her head twisting on the table edge as the agony really began to rush out of her crushed nipple. "Please, I'll do anything, anything, but not that, please!"
Noel turned the screw once more and then took hold of the end of the clamps. The tiny jaws gripped Tammy's nipple as he pulled, stretching her tit out as she screamed and wailed, heaving on the table top. His hands were hidden inside her slip, but Michael knew what was going on and he gave a great roar of lust, his cock speeding up in Carla's mouth.
"Yeahhhh, Noel, do it to the bitch, do it!" he yelled, gripping Carla's hair, his prick thrusting deep into her throat.
Carla knelt at his feet, her large tits bobbing as she sucked to the demands of her master, her soft lips easing down his cock until they were around the thick base, her nose in his crotch-hair. Then she eased back as his cock-thrusts got wilder and wilder, letting her hand do the work, her fingers playing over his cock-shaft, butterflying over his cock while her hot little mouth sucked at his cock-head, resting a moment before she started sliding her lips down the ten inches of cock-meat again. Right to the hairy base of his prick.
"And now the other one," Noel said as Tammy screamed and jerked on the table top, her legs twitching as the pain rushed out of her nipple.
"No, you couldn't, you wouldn't-nooooo!" Tammy wailed as he showed her the tiny clamp. It hadn't meant a thing to her when she first saw it, but now it held the most terrible menace in the world. "I beg you, for the love of God, no, please!"
"Promise you'll never bite me again?" he said.
"Yes, yes, I'll never bite you again. I'll do everything you ask, I will, please, I promise!"
"Of course you will, after this," he said coldly.
She tried to crane her neck up to watch as he slid the second clamp under her slip top, the hard metal scraping over the curves of her tit. The agony from her other nipple throbbed through her body, surging over the pain from her bound, stretched legs and the bent position of her luscious body. She shuddered and screamed as the tiny metal jaws closed on her nipple, Noel's fingers slowly tightening the screws.
"Please, no, please, I beg you, please!" she wept.
But the pain gushed slowly out of her crushed tit-flesh as the tiny jaws closed and tightened on her crinkled nipple bud. And the sheer weight of the heavy chain hanging from her collar dragged her head back down to the edge of the table.
"Tight enough?" Noel asked her and pulled at the clamp as he had done with the other one, stretching her tit out until she was screaming and weeping with added agony. "Good."
He let the clamp go. It bounced back against Tammy's tit and the poor bound preacher's wife gave another scream, sweat all over her body, pain throbbing through her.
"Now, I'll get ready," Noel said as he stepped back, still well within the upside-down view Tammy had.
She gasped in the tight collar, but it was doing one thing for her. It ran around the back of her neck and protected it from the hard table edge. But still she begged and wept as Noel very slowly took his jacket off. The agony of the clamps on her nipples submerged everything else, but the spreading pain from her legs and bent body, not to mention her wrists as she pulled on the metal handcuffs, was spreading to mingle with the agony of the clamps.
And even then Tammy was aware that her ass and pussy were pushing up, her cunt spread wide, her thighs and whipped ass-cheeks stretched as hard as they could be for the horrible cat that lay on the table beside her body. She gasped and sobbed as she watched Noel opening his shirt, taking his time, reveling in her pain.
Then, beside the struggling, bound Tammy, Michael's cock went out of control in Carla's soft, sucking mouth.
"Oohh, fuck! Come on, bitch, give me a good one!" he yelled, gripping her dark hair, ramming his cock harder at her throat.
Carla gurgled and leaned back, her hands taking over his cock, holding it as her mouth slid up, over his cock-head until she was just kissing and licking it, her fingers tightening on the hard cock-shaft.
"What's it worth?" she asked.
"Aaahhh, you bitch, I'll have you over the table! I'll whip the shit outa you!" Michael roared, ramming his cock at her mouth, his hands tightening on her hair.
But Carla was an expert. She resisted, licking at his cock-head, teasing him as the cum boiled in his balls, surging to get out.
"What's it worth?" she snarled, licking his prick. "I'll give you the best blow-job of your life, but what's it worth?"
"What do you want, you fucking whore?" he bellowed, his cock jerking faster and harder at her lips.
"Tell you later," she giggled. "Do I get it?"
"Aaaahhh!" Michael bellowed, gripping Carla's hair until his knuckles were white. "I'll kill you!"
"Do I get it?"
"Yes, now suck me offfff!" Michael roared, his cock jerking, his ass heaving in his lust.
"Sure, baby," Carla cooed and sank her soft lips around his cock-head, taking his big fucker into her throat with ease.
Michael gave a great yell of lust and thrust his fucker through her lips until his prick was buried in her mouth. He stared down at her, her mouth around his cock-base, her fingers caressing his hairy balls.
Tammy stared in horror, her pain almost forgotten as she saw the sexy little whore take Michael's cock and suck it dry, her neck bulging as his prick fucked deep in her throat. Michael yelled and gasped, his ass heaving as the cum surged from his balls and rushed down his cock-shaft.
"Urrrrghghh!" Michael yelled, pumping his prick at Carla's soft, sucking throat. "You fucking bitch! If you didn't give the best fuck in this fucking country, I'd whip the shit outa you!"
Jizz shot out of his piss-slit, deep in Carla's throat.
Carla gurgled with delight and held his cum-spurting cock, working her soft lips back up the shuddering cock-shaft, sucking and licking all the way, taking shots of creamy cum the whole time. Then, with Tammy's terrified eyes only a few feet away, Carla leaned even farther back.
A wad of jism shot out of Michael's cock, gushed through the air and splattered all over Carla's lips. Tammy thought she would be sick. But Carla gurgled and stuck her tongue out, taking a little of the jism into her mouth. Another pulse of cum shot out of Michael's cock-slit, splashing over Carla's mouth and cheeks. Still, she gasped and giggled, directing the streamers of cum all over her lips and lower face.
"Aaahhhh, you fucking bitch!" Michael yelled as he watched his cock pouring out cum while Carla's expert hands made sure it all gushed over her face. "Fuuuuck! You brilliant bitch, I'll get you, I will, you fucking biiitch!"
Carla laughed, sliding her mouth closer to his prick as the stream of cum gave out. She made sure it all went over her mouth, closing in as the stream lessened until she was licking over his oozing cock-head, her soft tongue swirling around, taking the very last of his cum-load.
"Oooohhh, bitch!" Michael gasped, his ass still jerking, his eyes going glassy as he watched his expert girlfriend take the last of his fuck-juice.
"Can I have what I want now?" Carla whispered.
"What is it?" Michael growled.
"I want her to lick my face clean," Carla giggled, rubbing the slimy cum into her face with his spongy cock-head.
Michael roared with laughter, and so did Noel.
"How about it, Noel?" Michael chuckled. "Sure! The more she learns, the better," Noel said.
Tammy's throat was constricted as she saw Carla get up and come over to her. Carla's lower face was smeared with glistening cum. Carla leaned over her, her cummy face inches from Tammy's mouth.
"Lick me clean, honey," she purred.
"No, please, don't make me do that. I can't stand that stuff-I get sick," Tammy sobbed.
"Got a real cure for sickness," Carla laughed. "Now lick me clean."
Tammy's stomach twisted as she saw the thick gobs of cum-cream on Carla's face. It was particularly thick around her mouth, and Tammy was almost as horrified by the prospect of licking another woman's lips.
"Last chance," Carla said.
"No, please, don't make me-urrrrhhh!"
Tammy jerked on the table top as the tails of the terrible cat lashed into her panties, beating through them to her ass and pussy.
"Don't give in yet," Noel said. "I need some target practice." He whipped the bound woman right on her pussy again, the knotted tails of the cat beating into Tammy's stretched flesh with a terrible slap.
"Urrrrghghh! No, no, don't, you can't!" Tammy wailed as her whole body erupted with agony to the beat of the terrible cat. "Please, don't make me! I'll be sick!"
"Free country," Carla laughed. "You can be sick if you want. Now lick me clean."
She came closer, and Tammy caught a whiff of the fresh, salty, cummy smell on her mouth. If only the terrible stuff tasted like it smelled, she thought, it wouldn't be so bad.
But then the cat landed again on her pussy and curved ass-cheeks. Her panties didn't protect her at all and her slip was out of the way, lying on the table top below her ass and over her stomach. The agony of the whip beat into her, rivaling the agony from her clamped tits, even though that pain surged with each jerk of her throbbing nipples.
"Lick her clean!" Noel yelled, whipping the cat across Tammy's pussy and ass, beating red agony into her soft flesh.
Tammy knew she had done all she could. God wouldn't condemn her for giving in to this pain. With a scream and sob of submission, she flicked her tongue out and took a gob of the cum from Carla's cheek.
The cum wasn't as bad as she'd expected. It was sticky but smooth, and it ran over her tongue with a faint tang of saltiness. She licked again and shuddered, not because of the cum, but because her tongue passed over Carla's lips.
"Nice," Carla giggled and flicked her own tongue out, caressing Tammy's mouth gently, but with terrible intent.
"Please don't do that," Tammy whined, licking another blob of cum from Carla's mouth.
"Do what?" Carla asked, all innocence.
But Tammy couldn't say it. She tasted more of Michael's cum, letting it run down her throat as she sobbed gently.
Instantly, the whip lashed across her pussy, driving her mad with the pain.
"Do what?" Carla asked as Tammy's scream died away and Noel got the cat ready for another stroke.
"Lick my mouth!" Tammy wept.
"Kiss me, or else!" Carla snapped and slid her mouth over Tammy's.
Tammy gave in-she had to. The pain from her nipples still burned through her and the threat of the cat was more than she could stand.
But still she sobbed helplessly as Carla's tongue snaked out and ran between her lips. The remaining gobs of Michael's jism were smearing all over her face as Tammy surrendered and kissed Carla back, hoping she was doing the right thing. Carla moaned and ran a hand down to Tammy's tits, pulling on the clips, sending sparks of fresh pain into Tammy's body. Tammy tossed against the bonds and let Carla do as she wished, kissing the dark-haired nympho back, her mouth open, sobbing with the shame and pain she suffered.
"Okay, Carla, that's enough," Noel said. "Now it's my turn."
Giggling and grinning, Carla pulled her mouth away from Tammy's lips, wiping her face clear of the last of the cum. "Have a good time," she said. "I did."
It was then that Tammy saw Noel's cock and almost passed out. Every time she saw a man's cock it seemed to get bigger. Now Noel's prick looked to her as if it would split her in two if it got into her body. His cock was thicker than her wrist and a foot long if it was an inch. It stuck out of his loins like a massive spear, ready to impale and destroy her. He took hold of his cock-lance, running his hand slowly up and down the thick cock-shaft, playing with the whip with his other hand.
"Kiss it," he ordered.
A surge of terror and fury rushed over Tammy. "No, no, I'll bite it!" she screamed. "You can't make me do that! That's sin, real sin!"
Noel grinned, leaned down to the trembling wife and took hold of the thick collar. "If you bite my cock, I have to go have it treated, right?"
"Yes, but please-aaaaahh!" Tammy gagged as Noel pulled on the collar and tightened it, cutting half her air off.
"If it's a little bite, I'll leave you like this," he said. "But if it's a real nasty bite, then I'll leave you like this." And he pulled on the collar again.
Tammy started to black out as the collar tightened and choked her. Lashed as she was, left like that, she would die very fast. The collar opened, and Noel grinned down at her once more.
"Don't do it," he warned and stood up again.
The next thing Tammy knew, his cock was back at her mouth, the enormously thick cock-head running over her lips.
"Kiss it," Noel said.
Tammy kissed the hard cock-head, feeling the warm hard flesh bob at her mouth. Noel pushed and the tip of his prick went between her lips, reaching her front teeth.
"Lick it, suck it," he said softly.
Tammy moaned at the terrible sin she had to suffer. She opened her jaw and let the terrible cock-head sink into her mouth. His cock-knob filled it, bulging her cheeks with its enormous bulk. And still most of his prick was outside her mouth. Weeping with steadily rising horror, Tammy sucked, tasting the slight saltiness, feeling the hard rubbery prick-flesh tremble and heave in her mouth.
"Not bad," Noel said. "Now, give me a good suck, bitch. And remember, those clips stay on your tits until I've come."
Tammy shuddered and wept, her mouth opening to take more of Noel's enormous fucker. The terrible cock-head was already pushing at the entrance of her throat and she knew she could never take it in like Carla did. She sucked as well as she could, running her tongue over the stiff prick, slipping it into the tiny slit at the very top of his cock-head and tasting the slight saltiness of his pre-cum.
"Not bad, you stuck-up little bitch," Noel said. "You been sucking choir boys off?"
Tammy broke into tears at this horrible suggestion. But she kept sucking, feeling Noel's prick thrust harder at her throat.
"Okay, bitch, now for the real thing," Noel said, pushing his cock-head into Tammy's throat and making her gag.
He eased his fucker back, running his cockhead over Tammy's lips as she struggled and tossed on the table top, her arms and legs straining helplessly to get free. He slid his hand into the top of Tammy's slip, reaching under the lacy cup of her bra for the nipple clamps. Tammy moaned and wept, but he took one of them and twisted it, making her scream in a sudden heave of pain.
"You're gonna suck my cock right down," Noel said. "I don't care how much pain it takes me to make you do it." He twisted the clamp and Tammy screamed again. "Oh, come on, this is nothing." He lashed the cat right across her stretched panties, twisting the tit-clamp at the same time.
Tammy's screech of agony vibrated his massive cock-head as it pushed into her mouth. She spasmed with pain, every nerve in her body on fire.
"Get on with it, honey," Noel said and pushed his cock at her throat as he whipped her cunt and twisted the tit-clamp.
Tammy tossed and heaved, her whole body screaming. But already her throat was blocked and the terrible cat lashed across her pussy again, beating her through her thin panties. Her pussy lips were clearly outlined against the flimsy material and each blow of the knotted tails showed the soft curves of her cunt better. And the red stain on her flesh was spreading over her thighs and onto her ass, where it added to the agonizing welts already there.
"Come on, honey, suck my cock!" Noel yelled, his prick throbbing in the captive wife's mouth as he pushed and lashed her, twisting the other nipple-clamp viciously as he did.
He lunged and, incredibly, his cock sank an inch into Tammy's throat without her gagging.
In truth, Tammy had nothing left to gag with. The pain of the clamps and whip were driving her out of her mind. Her throat opened without her knowing it. At each blow of the whip, she spasmed and jerked, her tits as well as her pussy and inner thighs burning with pain. And, with each beat of the terrible cat, she could take more of Noel's enormous fuck-rod.
"Yeahhh, now you got the idea!" Noel yelled, lashing the helpless Tammy with the tightly knotted cat tails. "Learn not to bite, though, bitch. The next time, you get double this!"
He whipped the screaming, sobbing Tammy with all the force of his arm and she jerked, her throat taking another inch of his cock.
Tammy screamed around the massive prick filling her mouth. Incredible things were happening to her, and she was hardly aware that Noel's cock was more than half in her mouth. Already, the enormous bulk of his cock was bulging out her throat, tightening the collar as it swelled her neck, making her breathing harder. But that wasn't what she was thinking about. All she knew was that each lash of the cat was doing the same thing to her pussy that rubbing it on the table top had done.
The passion surging out was swamping the agony, even the fire in her tits, and turning it into the most depraved lust.
She screamed and wept, but she couldn't stop it this time. The whip cut into her cunt, whatever she did. Her throat opened, spasming over the hard cock-meat as it pushed in, going deeper with each cut of the cat.
"Yeaaahhh!" Noel yelled, lashing the cat into Tammy's stretched panties, his cock lurching as he saw the wet patch on her pussy spreading over the pink silk. "Come on, bitch, suck that big cock!" His arm swung, he twisted Tammy's nipple-clamps and the cum boiled in his balls, getting ready to shoot out.
It was Tammy's throat that was driving him crazy. The sucking spasms of lust that closed it compulsively around his fuck-meat and then jerked and released at it with faster, harder strokes, sucked the cum out of his balls like a vacuum pump. He lashed the screaming young woman, his fingers twisting the tit-clamps harder, his ass jerking out of control. He roared with raging passion, his hand speeding up, lashing Tammy's cunt with faster, even harder strokes of the cat.
"Urrrgghhh!" he roared, his cock surging out of control in her mouth. "Here it comes, you bitch! Fuuuck, you can suck, bitch! You can really suuuuck!"
Tammy's throat convulsed around Noel's prick and the first jets of cum gushed out of his balls. She could feel it, surging through his cock, heading for her throat. Her crashing lust surged, the cat lashed her pussy-and she crashed over the top of a raging orgasm, the first real orgasm she had ever had in her life.
Her body went out of control on the table top, jerking and tossing as her throat opened and she took Noel's cock effortlessly to the balls. Her lips were buried in his cock-hair, tight around his cock-shaft, her throat sucking the hot wads of cum out of his balls. Her pussy tingled, and she tried to spread her thighs even wider to get more of the cat, demanding the pain that sent her higher into climax with each beat.
Her hands strained against the hand-cuffs. She actually wanted to twist the clamp on her own nipple and give herself more pain.
Noel roared in a furious release of his fuck-lust as his cum gushed into Tammy's throat. His arm swung the cat, his cock heaved and shot, and Tammy was swallowing the wads of slimy cum that gushed out of his piss-slit. Raging at her with the whip and twisting the nipple-clamps viciously, Noel shot his cum in endless hot streams.
Tammy jerked and climaxed, her body totally out of control. Her ass jerked and tossed, her pussy spasmed under the whip, spreading her cuntal juices into her panties, and her tits heaved up into Noel's hands, demanding more pain. Her throat spasmed as she swallowed his cum, taking thick gobs of his jism effortlessly through her heaving, shrieking orgasm.
"Jesus Christ!" Noel bellowed as his orgasm reached its peak, his cock shooting the last great wads of cum into Tammy's throat. His arm swung up and, as he peaked, he ripped the clip off her nipple, ramming his fuck-rod into her throat until his cock-base rasped against her teeth. He held there, his prick throbbing with the last of his release.
The searing agony that shot over Tammy as the clamp ripped from her nipple sent her into a screaming final peak of orgasm with a spasm of such force she almost passed out. Her body went rigid, the pulses of orgasmic ecstasy exploding inside her-and then she was sliding down the soft slope of satisfaction behind the come, moaning with the terrible mixture of pain and passion.
She came out of a mist to find herself sucking the last of the cum out of Noel's cock, her soft lips taking it in and sliding it all over her tongue before she swallowed it. She noticed that the chain hanging from her collar was rattling slightly as she moved.
"Beautiful, bitch!" Noel said, sliding the cat tails over her stretched wet panties.
Tammy closed her eyes and started to sob. There was a dull pain in her body, but it stayed dull and distant as Noel untied her and took off the remaining nipple-clamp. She rolled off the table and fell to the floor, curling up in a semi-slumber. She felt her nipple and it was wet with blood. The metal jaws had torn her tit-flesh. But it didn't hurt much. She lay there, her whole mind in a turmoil.