Chapter 7
Darcie prodded Tammy with her boot toe. "That's long enough," she said. "You've got work to do." She pulled on the chain attached to Tammy's collar.
The evangelist's wife moaned and knelt up, wondering how long it had been since she'd fainted on the floor. It was all very hazy. All she knew was that the men were all hard again and that Carla was still sucking Michael gently, running her soft mouth over his swollen cock.
"Come and look at this pathetic shit," Darcie said as she waved her whip at the crouched evangelist, sobbing in the middle of the floor. She jerked on Tammy's chain again.
Tammy struggled up and went over to her husband. She felt very strange. Her body ached from all she'd been through, but it was a dark, churning pain that fed her lust, making it seethe in her veins. She shivered, horrified at the person she was turning into. Then there was Donald. The closer she got to him, the more pity she felt. He didn't seem to have the strength to take it like she did. Tears were running all over his face and he clutched his bound cock, trying to ease the pain. Paulina stood over him, her spiked heel in his back, the whip curling in her hand.
"Show her your cock," Darcie said.
With a moan, Donald took his hands from his prick. It was certainly a horrible sight, swollen, red, sore, whip marks over the stiff six or so inches. The tight bonds were still around his cock-base and balls. He was obviously in pain.
"What would you do to relieve him?" Darcie whispered to Tammy.
"Anything, anything," Tammy moaned, staring at the horrible sight of her husband's prick.
"Lick my ass," Darcie said and turned, right in front of Donald and slid her little leather dress up, over her ass-cheeks.
Tammy didn't hesitate. After what she'd been through, licking an ass was nothing. She buried her face in the hot ass-crack and flicked her tongue out, feeling over the warm flesh for the crinkled bunch of muscles that were the entrance to Darcie's shitter. She found her ass-hole and licked around it, her piss-soaked brunette hair falling down her back in wet tangles, the collar still tight around her neck. The earthy taste of Darcie's ass-hole was almost pleasant, and the moan she got from the terrible blonde dominatrix sent a heady surge of pleasure through her. She licked deeper, easing Darcie's ass-cheeks apart, pushing her tongue right into her tight little ass-pucker.
"Hey now, that's good," Darcie purred, thrusting her ass back at Tammy's face. "You learn fast, bitch."
Tammy licked at Darcie's shit-hole, a surge of rage rushing up with the lust. She wasn't sure what her rage meant, or who she was mad at even, her thoughts were still so confused. She moaned and licked at Darcie's ass, getting another moan from the blonde. She licked deeper, fucking her tongue right into the tight entrance, sucking the crinkled outer flesh into her mouth and feeling around inside with her tongue as she gripped Darcie's ass-cheeks, holding her close.
Darcie gave a rising moan of pleasure, her legs shook in her high boots and her head went down, staring between her open legs at Tammy.
"Do it, bitch! Do it real good, and maybe I'll let you take that thing off hubby and give him some relief. Aaahhh, yesss, maybe!"
Tammy was trembling with the emotions running wild in her. She wanted to bite Darcie's ass, but knew she couldn't. Instead, she ran her hands around the blonde's thighs, just above the boot tops, gripping hard, pulling Darcie's ass even harder onto her mouth as she sucked and licked into her ass-hole.
"Yeah, heeeeyyy, yeah, yeah!" Darcie gasped. She orgasmed, her ass jerking Tammy's tongue, her legs trembling. She gave a long drawn-out moan of pleasure and then pushed away, turning, standing back upright. "Not bad! Now, stick that up your ass."
Tammy looked and saw that while she'd been licking Darcie's shitter, somebody had brought in a low dolly on four small wheels. The whole thing was no more than six inches off the tiled floor. But, in the middle of the platform was a massive dildo, sticking up, as thick as a man's arm and over a foot in length. The obscene thing glistened with some kind of lubricant, and Tammy felt her stomach convulse as she saw it.
"Sit on it," Darcie said, so as to leave no doubt in Tammy's mind at all.
Tammy gave a choking moan, looking around the room at the men and women waiting for her to humiliate herself further.
"Do it for hubby," Darcie snickered.
Maybe Donald wasn't the best husband in the world, and he had tried to sell her to them rather than give up twenty-thousand dollars, but he was her husband and she had to stick with him.
Tammy crawled across the floor, her stockinged knees dragging through a foul pool of piss as she went. She got to the dolly and moaned again at the sight of the monstrous dildo. It looked even bigger close up, and she ran her hand over the stiff, thick rubber shaft. It shook a little, and she gurgled to think of that thing up her ass. But, as her fingers moved on the imitation cock-head, the dark lust surged over her, churning her guts.
With a sob, the evangelist's wife crawled up and squatted over the dolly. She could just get her legs on either side of it, but she had to lift up to get her ass onto the swollen head of the hard rubber cock. Her ass shivered as she let her weight come down onto the cock. Only a few hours ago, she would have fainted to think of doing this-and now she knew exactly what to do and her ass was even throbbing with depraved need as the enormous fucker went in.
She lowered herself a bit more and the first couple of inches of the dildo sank into her ass. She pulled the tattered remains of her slip away as she let her legs go a little more and took another couple of inches into her shit-hole. Her ass-hole sucked at the monstrous cock, arrows of the dark lust rushing out of the contact. She gave a moan, letting herself sink again, taking more of the cock-lance, filling her ass with the thick dildo. It stretched her ass-ring to the limit, sending pain and pleasure rushing out as she sank down and down, moaning with passion, gasping and sobbing.
They all watched, fascinated as the massive dildo disappeared into Tammy's shit-hole. Her bent legs trembled as she took the enormous thing, the chain from her neck clinked and rattled on the tile as she worked her ass up a little and then sank it down. She groaned the whole way as the massive dildo fucked in, filling her ass-guts until her buns sank to the wooden top of the dolly and the enormous prick was crammed to the limit in her ass.
Tammy gave a guttural groan and began to fuck herself on the colossal cock, getting surges of depraved pain and lust with each lunge. It was the pain as much as the pleasure that turned her on now, that was what made her head spin in horror. The massive dildo fucked up and down in her shit-hole and she couldn't stop, not even with all of them standing around grinning at her. She moaned, spasms of passion bursting in her ass.
"Get your feet up there," Darcie demanded, pointing to two legs on the front of the dolly.
In a haze of thrilling suffering, Tammy pulled her high heels up, the same pink high heels she had worn to church. That seemed a lifetime ago. She lodged them in the ledges. Moaning and sobbing, she leaned back, propping herself with her hands on the back of the dolly, still fucking her ass madly with the dildo. She shuddered as Noel picked up the chain and pulled on it, the pressure coming on her collar.
The dolly rumbled across the floor, the wheels jarring on the tiny joints of the tiles. But it was enough to set the dildo jerking in her ass, and more spasms of the deep lust churned through her ass-guts as Noel pulled her toward him.
His cock stuck out like a thick pole and Tammy was heading right for it, her mouth almost on a level with his throbbing prick. He pulled her in and she didn't have to be told. She took her hands off the back of the dolly and took his cock-shaft, sinking her mouth over his thick cock-knob. He let her do what she wanted, stroking his prick, caressing his hairy balls, her soft mouth sinking down his prick-shaft, then back up to lick and play with his prick-head.
And all the time, Tammy was heaving her body around on the dildo, up and down, only an inch, but more than enough to set her raging lust going. It boiled in her guts, surging all over her body as she heaved and sucked. The enormous fucker in her ass rubbed over her delicate ass-flesh, fueling her arousal.
"Yeah," Noel breathed gently, "she sure learns fast."
He gripped the chain harder and pulled her mouth deeper onto his cock, ramming it into Tammy's throat as she ran her fingers over his cock-shaft and balls.
As Noel's cock slid into her throat, Tammy had another surge of rage. It was still mysterious to her, but it sent her throat throbbing and sucking at the hard cock-meat, and Noel gave another moan of appreciation, thrusting his prick between her lips even harder, pulling at the chain.
"Do it, baby, do it!" he roared. "Fuck, your mouth's incredible! Jeez, you're wasted on a fucking preacher!"
Tammy surged higher into her boiling fuck-lust as she jerked on the dildo and sucked and rolled Noel's prick in her mouth. Her ass jerked harder at the dildo buried in it, demanding more pleasure. Her fingers gripped Noel's cock-shaft harder, her throat spasmed, and she knew she was close to getting him off. Moaning, she tossed up and down on the dildo, fucking it to the depths of her ass.
But she couldn't force her passion to the top and come. Something was missing. With a scream of desperation, she rammed her ass over the hard rubber cock, jerking up and down, slamming her ass-cheeks back onto the dolly, squirming her ass around on the dildo, scraping her shit-channel over it as hard as she could.
"Fuuuuck!" Noel yelled, holding the chain tightly, slamming his prick to the depths of Tammy's throat. He leaned in on her, pushing his cock between her lips until most of it was down her throat and her neck bulged to take it. "Jeeezz, I'm gonna shoot down your throat, bitch!"
Tammy's eyes were closed, she gurgled and screamed around the thick cock-meat, her whole body tossing and heaving. She wanted to reach her peak, come as he shot, but she couldn't get there. Her legs strained to get her ass as high as it could go so that it would be stuffed even more full of dildo when she dropped down, but even that didn't work. She felt Noel's cock throbbing in her mouth as the cum rushed out of his balls. Desperately, she sucked his cock, sobbing helplessly, her ass squirming on the dildo.
But she still couldn't come. Deep in her heart, she knew why that was. It was the most terrifying realization she'd ever had.
Noel gasped as his cum-load burst out deep in Tammy's throat. The helpless preacher's wife swallowed his jizz, her fingers working his cock, her ass jerking on the dildo.
"Fuuuck, suck it down!" he yelled, watching Tammy's perfect lips rolling over his cock-shaft, drops of cum appearing at the corners of her mouth before she licked the back in and swallowed them, groaning with helpless lust the whole time.
Her throat spasmed around his cock as she took his cum-cream, but still she didn't come.
His last great shots of cum burst out of his prick and he relaesed his hold on the chain, gasping as his cock oozed the last of his spunk into Tammy's sucking, sobbing mouth. He eased his cock-head back to her lips and she licked the cum away from his piss-slit, holding his prick, caressing it with her still-raging lust, her lips moving endlessly over his cock-head.
"You're a bitch, the greatest bitch in the world!" he gasped, his cock jerking in her hands.
Incredibly, the power of her lust was feeding back into his cock and the stiffness was already returning. He gasped and let her lick his still-oozing prick, her fingers trembling on his cock-shaft. Tammy stayed on the dildo, sucking his cock, getting it really hard again. Then he stepped back and she moaned, her helpless ass still heaving on the imitation cock.
Darcie pulled her around and there stood Donald, face-down, his cock still sticking out and bound, his arms clipped to the sides of the corset, his whole body trembling.
"You want to get that off?" Darcie asked, jerking the strap that held the bonds around Donald's cock and balls.
"Yes," Tammy whispered, wondering what they would make her do next.
"Suck him. I'll Tell you when to take the bonds off."
Donald shivered and choked as Darcie pulled Tammy forward on the dolly and his wife slid her lips around his swollen fucker. He broke into more tears, his prick heaving at Tammy's mouth, his eyes wild.
Tammy sucked him, trying to get her orgasm to break, her ass fucking up and down the pole. But nothing worked. The passion surged but never broke, always churning in her guts, trapped there. She sobbed as she slid her mouth over her husband's cock, thinking that she would have died rather than do this for him, only a few hours before. And he certainly wouldn't have asked.
"Don't worry, darling," she whispered. "We'll get out of this."
He sobbed and jerked. "Speak for yourself," he muttered bitterly. "You gave in, you fell, you sinned! Look at you, giving in to their lusts.
You're disgusting!"
Now she understood where her anger was targeted. It was at her shit of a husband, telling her she was disgusting for what she had done. She was willing to do anything to save him-and he rejected her. She screamed and pushed him away, rolling backward on the dolly.
"Take the dumb shit!" she screamed. "Do what you like with him!"
She spun and rolled, tipping over the dolly, pulling her ass off the dildo. She surged to her feet, staring at her worm of a husband.
"No," Darcie said, holding out the whip. "What do you want to do with him?"
Tammy snarled in her pent-up rage. She grabbed the whip and lashed it right across Donald's ass. He screamed and fell to the floor, rolling away from her in desperation, through the pools of piss and toward the door. He never got there. Tammy lashed him across the back and he screeched, lying face down, weeping bitterly.
"You're as bad as them," he accused. "You owe a duty to your husband."
"Hah!" Tammy screamed, pacing up to him and ramming a heel into his back. She gripped the chain to her collar in one hand and held it out of the way. "You wanted to sell me, fucker, now you get it!" She reached down and freed his right arm. "Roll over!"
He obeyed, staring at her accusingly, his eyes puffy and red.
"Jerk your cock, big boy!" Tammy snarled. "Go on, jerk it, like you usually do, dreaming of those little choir girls of yours."
Donald gave a jump of pure terror. "What? How did you..." He trailed off, realizing he'd betrayed himself.
Tammy laughed and lashed him with the whip. It all seemed so clear to her now, the attention he paid to the under-age girls in the choir, the furtive guilt she'd seen on his face sometimes.
"Jerk your cock, fucker!" she screamed. "Jack off!"
She swung the whip up, and the evangelist gripped his cock really fast, rubbing it, his eyes on the whip. Tammy laughed again, reaching down, squatting over him, her fingers going to his balls. She gripped them and squeezed. Donald groaned in pain.
"Tight enough?" she asked, looking up at the rest of the people in the room.
What she saw amazed her. Michael was fucking Darcie over the sofa back, his hands inside her dress, on her tits, gripping them as she moaned and bucked back at him. At the same time, Paulina was riding Luis's cock, sitting forward so that she could also watch Donald's final degradation. Carla crouched between Luis's legs, running her soft wet mouth over Paulina's clit and his cock when it eased out of the hot blonde's cunt. Only Noel was alone, and he stood watching as he often did, apparently unmoved by it all, but with his cock jutting out from his loins as hard as a rock. Tammy ran her eyes over his prick, and her cunt spasmed.
"No!" Darcie yelled. "Make him scream!" She heaved back at Michael, her tits pushing into his hand, her mouth running over his arm as he gripped her. "Oooohhh, fuck, I needed this. That jerk's useless."
Tammy gripped harder, staring into Donald's face as he avoided her eyes. He groaned louder and began pleading with her as her grip on his balls tightened. She laughed again and flicked her piss-wet hair across his face.
"Make the most of this, you shit-faced jerk!" she snarled. "It's the last time your cock gets anywhere near me. We're through, fucker-it's over!"
She twisted his balls and he screamed. She had the feeling she was on the verge of understanding everything.
"Come on, dick-face, jerk your cock!" she yelled, pulling at the bond that held the straps around Donald's cock and balls. "Jerk it hard enough and I might let you come, fucker!" She twisted his balls again and he groaned, a low bubbling scream escaping his flabby lips. "Come on, think of that Jenny-nice little girl in white, right? Nice little tits, or didn't you notice? Or did you notice her legs more when she was changing for church and down to her slip? Hey, you watched them, didn't you? You creep!" In a howling rage, Tammy twisted her husband's balls as he lay on the tiled floor and screamed. "Didn't you?"
"Yes, yes!" he wailed. "I do, I did!"
"Yeaahhh!" Tammy screamed. "Think of her, think of that little girl, fucking her, yes? Fucking that tight little cunt while she bends over in her white uniform, and you tell God it's all right, it's a test for her to see if she loves him enough. Go on, scum-bag, go on!"
She yanked the strap hard. It slid out and the bonds around Donald's cock and balls came away. Donald gave a shriek of horrible lust, his cock jerking up in the air as his hand blurred on his cock-shaft, and a stream of cum shot out.
"Watching little kids!" Tammy jeered at him as he gasped and moaned, the jizz shooting a yard or more into the air before it splattered down again across his body in the tight corset. "Think of their bodies, fucker, their young bodies, tits, curves, asses, legs! Yesssss! Shoot, fucker!" She flung her head back and rocked with laughter.
Donald moaned and fell back on the floor, his cock still oozing cum. Tammy stood over him, her tits heaving. She took the whip handle and slid it between her legs, stroking her pussy.
"Hey, Carla," she asked, "you wanna make this jerk eat his own cum?"
Donald gave a scream and tried to roll, but Tammy had the whip up and lashed across his legs before he had moved more than a few inches.
"Stay where you are, fucker!"
"Sure," Carla said, getting up from sucking Paulina's cunt and Luis's cock, her large tits bobbing on her chest. "Can I do what I like to him?"
"Just don't kill him," Tammy snarled, handing Carla the whip. "Anything else you want, but he's a useless fuck."
Carla laughed and cracked the whip over Donald. She took her finger and ran it in the cum, then she touched it to his lips. "Lick it up," she ordered.
With a moan, Donald obeyed, his tongue squirming as he tasted his cum.
Tammy walked up to Noel, ignoring the other four who were groaning with lust as they fucked each other, rising rapidly to orgasm. She slid her hand over Noel's face and gripped his dark hair.
"So," she breathed, "you think you can satisfy me?"
"I'll bet on it," he said.
"Sure," Tammy breathed. "You satisfy me, you get me. You fail, I get you-and anything, anybody else, I want. Either I'm your slave or you're mine."
"Deal," he breathed as his cock swelled.
"Meet me in the main room, in half an hour," Tammy whispered.
She unclipped the chain from around her neck and dropped it at his feet.