Chapter 3
"Oh, you won't have to die," Seymour said with a grin. "Mind you, it might seem like it, if you keep on being such a little cunt. Now caress your pussy, whore!"
"Never!" Colette screamed at him, struggling against the boys. But two more had come to help hold her arms.
The whip curled in the air and Colette saw it rushing at her, the slim tip flicking as it uncoiled like a snake. She began screaming, and her scream rose as the whip tail cut between her legs and lashed her right on her pussylips. Her legs shook and her body arched. The pain that rushed out of her cunt and burned through her whole body was like an eruption of hot lava centered on her throbbing cunt.
The whip curled in again, and Colette was screaming before it hit, the plaited leather whipping into her cunt, driving through her puffy pussylips and cutting right across her clit. The pain was incredible, searing through her, driving her gasping and screaming in the boy's grip.
"Go on, sir, whip her!" one of the boys yelled, his cock sticking out of his pants as he stared at Colette's suffering.
The terrible leather tail sank through the air, lashing across Colette's cuntlips again, the tip biting deeper into the crack of her ass. She jumped, her scream echoing from the walls.
"I'll get you, I'll see you in-aaaghhhh! You beast, you pervert, you urrghhh!" She heaved in agony, her body singing with pain, sweat breaking out all over her face. She yelled at the boys, but they just grinned and leaned harder, pulling her helpless arms out as far as they could. "You pervert, you-uurrghhhh! Stop it, please, stop it!"
"Play with your pussy for us," Seymour said, lashing her again, the leather tail whipping expertly between the suffering woman's legs, beating another curving welt of pain across Colette's upper thighs and pussylips.
"Noooo, help, help meeee! Aaagahhhh!" Colette screamed, her body tossing wildly as the whip cut her pussy hard, beating more red pain into her. She knew she couldn't take it much longer. She thought of playing with herself in front of these disgusting boys, and that enabled her to take another blow, but that was all. She was broken. She collapsed in the boys' hands, sobbing helplessly. "All, right, all right!" she moaned. "I'll do it!"
"Good," Seymour said, curling the whip up in his hands. "Get on with it."
The boys let her go, Colette collapsed to the carpet, sobbing and shaking helplessly. Her hands went to her cunt and rubbed the sore flesh, caressing herself as the agony continued to surge over her. As she knelt there on the carpet, she heard Laura coming on the desk, and that added to her shame.
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!" Laura gasped, her ass jerking up off the desk top and her legs grabbing at the boy who fucked his cock deep in her hot little cunt. "Ohhhh come on, honey, fuck me, ram it up me, come on, come onnnnn!"
Her back arched, her legs uncrossing and her heels digging into the desk top as she lifted the boy up on her spasming body. "Yeahhh, ohhh, eeeyyyeahhh!"
She jerked up and down, driving the boy's cock deep into her cunt, her mouth open and her eyes closed as she came. Her pussy walls sucked at the boy's cock, demanding a load of hot jism.
He wasn't far behind. He gasped and jerked, his cock jerking deep in Laura's hot fuckhole. "Ohhh, yesss, I'm coming, I'm coming, ooohhhh, fuck, what a lay, what a lay!"
Gasping for all he was worth, he fucked his throbbing prick into Laura's cunt, his ass jerking as the cum boiled out of his balls and down his young hard cock.
"Ooohhh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" he yelled as the hot spunk burst high in her spasming cunt.
Seymour grabbed Colette by her hair and twisted her around, making her watch her daughter fucking on the desk.
"Now, isn't that great?" he whispered, pulling Colette's hair tight so that her neck was pulled back and her eyes stared right at the disgusting sight. "Don't close your eyes, you shit, just watch. You wouldn't believe what a treasure your daughter is."
Colette sobbed as she watched her daughter gasping and screaming, her ass jumping around and her legs spread wide as the boy shot his load into her hot wet cunt. Laura was out of her mind as she came, wailing, sobbing and gasping with lust as the hard cock spat out the last of its load. Her hand gripped the boy's hair, his head buried between her tits as his cock gave out and he lay there gasping with satisfaction.
"Ooohhh, thank you, that was great!" Laura gasped, her ass slowing down as she eased back onto the desk. "You get a blow-job for that. That was real nice." The boy sighed and rolled off her. "I won't forget."
"Ooohhh, darling, look what I've done to your desk-scratched it again!" Laura slid off the desk and paraded over to Seymour, her ass waving as she straightened her little dress and smoothed it down over her stocking tops. "Naughty me! Ooohhh, I must pay for that. That was very bad."
"I'm sure we can arrange that," Seymour murmured, his rock-hard cock throbbing almost uncontrollably in her expert hand. "But now we have to watch your mommy do her stuff. Up, bitch!"
He stepped back with Laura, and Colette was left there, kneeling on the floor in the middle of the ten boys, all of them watching her with undisguised lust. With a groan, she got up, facing them in nothing but her bra, stockings, and shoes. She stood, only the fresh memory of the whip stopping her from screaming and running for the door.
"Take your bra off," Seymour said.
Colette knew what was coming. With her pussy showing, it didn't seem so bad, but the humiliation was still terrible. She reached behind her and uncupped her bra, letting it fall at once, revealing her small, high, thrusting tits.
The boys gasped, and even Seymour was impressed.
"My God," he said, coming forward. "They're amazing. Fuck, look at them."
To Colette's horror, he slid his hand over her tits, caressing her flesh, his fingers pulling at her nipples, right in front of the stares of the boys.
"Here, Laura, let's compare," he said.
Laura pouted and slid her blouse and skirt off before she came up and stood beside her mother, playing with her bra cups, putting them back over her tits and sliding them around. "Ready?"
"Get 'em off!" the boys yelled, and Laura played them, sliding the bra aside, down her arms, revealing her young tits for them all.
Colette and Laura had very similar tits, both thrust up a little, the nipples standing out proudly, the soft curves deliciously arousing.
"Yeahhh," said the boys, staring, some of them working their cocks shamelessly.
"Fuck," Seymour said, "if you keep your tits like your mother's kept hers, I don't think I'll let you leave." He slid one hand over Colette's tits, the other over Laura's. "Okay, enough, let's see you work your pussy, bitch."
"I know!" Laura cried. "Let me do it with her to show her how it's done. She can do everything I do."
"Yeah," Seymour said. "Okay, work your pussies!"
With a groan of lust, Laura paraded forward, sliding her fingers over her cum-wet cunt and working her hard clit, her legs spread wide. "Come on, Mom!"
Colette hesitated, but saw the whip. In a nightmare of shame, she reached her hand down and ran it between her legs, stroking her dry cunt. Then she stood there, waiting.
"Come on, Mommy, let's see you do this." Laura walked up to one of the boys and spread her pussylips for him. "Would you like to feel my pussy?"
The boy's cock jumped as he reached out and slid his hand over Laura's open cuntlips.
"Ooooh fuck!" he gasped, and slid a finger into Laura's hot wet cunt.
"Yeahhh, finger-fuck me, ooohhh, rub my pussy, that's it." With a totally shameless grin, Laura bent over backwards until she made a full crab position, only her hands and feet on the floor, her back arched up, her pussy open to the boy's fingers. From her upside down position, she grinned at her mother. "If I do anything you can't do, Seymour will whip you, Mommy."
Colette shivered. She looked at Seymour, who grinned and played with the whip. Colette knew that Laura would push her until there was something she wouldn't do, and then there would be more pain for her. Rage surged up, but already fear worked level with the anger and she gave in for the moment, walking up to one of the boys, her hand on her cunt.
"W-would you like to feel my pussy?" she whispered, promising herself that she would beat Laura within an inch of her life when she got her out of this.
The boy grinned and played with his cock.
"Rub it first."
Colette stood and rubbed her pussy while the boy grinned and played with his raging hard-on. Finally, he reached out, and Colette stiffened, trembling all over as his fingers reached her pussy.
"Fuck," he said. "She's dry, fuckin' dry!"
Seymour came over, standing close to Colette. She shivered as he leaned in, his mouth at her ear.
"We have to learn to get wet," he said, and slid the end of the whip handle over Colette's crimson ass. He worked it into Colette's ass-crack and pushed the thick end close to Colette's tight ring of ass muscles. "Now, you get wet as he finger-fucks you, or I'll hang you up and use this on you until you are."
Colette sobbed and her legs trembled. She spread her thighs wider, allowing the boy to work his fingers over her pussy, working them toward the tight entrance of her pussy. Her whole body shook as he rubbed her red cunt-gash, pushing his fingers at her cunt and working them into the dry, tight hole.
Colette saw Laura, still bent over double, bouncing effortlessly on her heels and hands, her cunt throbbing over a boy's fingers.
"Come on, Steve!" Laura gasped. "Jerk off over my tits, then my mom will have to do it!"
Steve grinned and took hold of his cock, sliding his hand over the hard surface, keeping his hand working in Laura's cunt. Many of the boys were behind him, staring at Laura's hot clit and pussy as she gasped and writhed with rising lust.
"Get wet," Seymour said, working the whip handle at Colette's tight ring of ass muscles.
Colette gasped in shame as the boy's fingers slid just a little into her cunt and the whip handle played at her ass. She trembled in rising horror as well. The boy wasn't exactly expert, and there was no way that Colette was going to get aroused. He grinned, his other hand on his cock as he pushed a finger into her cunt and made her moan with pain.
"Boy, you're a tough one," Seymour murmured into her ear. "Now I'll give you a minute or so to get damp, or you'll be on that rope you were tied to when you first came in."
Colette gave a moan of horror and her legs shook.
Seymour's hand crept over her body and his fingers slid over one nipple.
"I'll tie you up to that," he said, and rolled her nipple between his fingers, tightening his grip as he went. "And I'll get something much bigger than this and ram it right up your ass."
Colette gave a scream and jerked violently, her mind spinning in horror.
"And then I'll whip your pussy and tits until you're wet," Seymour said, twisting her nipple brutally hard.
Colette's sobbing scream rang around the room as her eyes focused on the rope and her body shook with desperation. Her ass thrust back at the whip handle, and the end of it rammed a little into her shitter. She sobbed and pulled back, but the handle went with her and Seymour held still as she jerked again and rammed it farther into her throbbing asshole. "Aaaghhh!" she moaned. "Oohhh, please, please, that hurts!"
"Yes, of course it does," Seymour said, and held the whip handle hard as her jerking ass thrust back, taking more of the leather-covered rod into her ass.
Colette gasped and wailed, her cunt throbbing and twitching in the boy's hands as she helplessly fucked her own ass onto the whip handle.
"Fuck me!" the boy gasped. "She's getting wet!"
"Well, well, well," Seymour said, his fingers tightening further on her nipples, rolling the throbbing buds as hard as he could. "Isn't that interesting?"
Colette wanted to die with shame. There she was, leaning back against Seymour, her legs wide open, a boy finger-fucking her pussy, hard fingers rolling her nipples and a whip handle up her ass. And her pussy was getting damp. Seymour chuckled, working the whip handle over her shivering ass walls.
"How would you like a cock up there?" he asked. "A real hard cock that shoots cum right up your ass?"
Colette shrieked, heaving against him, her nipples throbbing in his skillful fingers. "Noooo! Noooo, you can't do that!"
Seymour laughed, fucking the whip handle deeper into her shitter. She screamed, a low, bubbling wail as the boy rammed his finger harder into her cunt, stroking it, feeling for the handle of the whip through the thin partition of flesh that separated them. Colette shivered, her cunt and ass beginning to react to the terrible double invasion, sucking at the finger and whip handle despite her horror and shame.
Seymour yanked the whip handle out and Colette gave a scream, dropping to the floor, her shitter walls throbbing with pain. The boy's finger also pulled out as she dropped and crouched there, shaking all over.
Seymour grabbed her hair once more and hauled her to her knees, forcing her over to where Laura was spread on her feet and hands, her head back, her back arched, keeping her pussy open as Steve finger-fucked her and jerked his cock, his hands running faster over his stiff prick as he gazed at the girl spread out for him.
"Get up like that," Seymour said.
"No, no, I can't!" Colette gasped, staring at her daughter.
"Get up like that, or I'm gonna have some fun with you!" Seymour shouted.
"No, please, don't!"
Without another word, Seymour gripped her and forced her over to the rope. Colette screamed, thinking she was going to be strung up again, but what happened was even worse. Seymour got three of the boys to hold her on her knees, facing Laura and Steve as he jerked his cock over her. Before Colette knew what was happening, straps were put over the backs of her calves, holding her on her knees on the carpet, her thighs wide open. She struggled, wept and pleaded, but the boys twisted her arms behind her back and pulled them up until they hurt.
"Please, let me go!" she cried, staring at her daughter.
Laura was grinning at her mother, her ass circling, her wide-open pussy running cum and cuntjuices. Steve was grunting and gasping as he rubbed his cock above her body. With a low moan, he pulled his finger out of Laura's cunt and stood closer, right between Laura's open legs, his hand blurring on his cock.
Seymour gripped Colette's wrists and bound them together with a leather strap that had a ring on it. The straps were no sooner in place than he clipped the ring into the hook on the end of the rope and pulled it up.
Colette screamed as extra pressure came onto her arms, bending them higher into the small of her back and pulling against the bonds that held her legs to the floor. When the rope stopped pulling, she was stretched painfully, her arms and legs aching.
Seymour stepped up to her, his cock sticking out of his pants, a small cat in his hand. The thin cat tails were knotted tightly all the way down. Almost casually, he lashed Colette's heaving tits.
"Aaaghghh! Stop, no!" Colette screamed, her body jerking in the bonds and her tits erupting with agony, red marks appearing all over them.
Seymour whipped her again, lashing the cat across her tits and drawing another scream from her as the thin lines of pain spread over her white flesh. Then he stepped closer, his cock thrusting at Colette's face.
"Suck it," he said.
"Noooo!" Colette screamed, and twisted away.
Seymour stepped back and whipped her tits with hard strokes, beating the twin mounds as she struggled and screamed, jerking on her knees as the terrible knots beat her flesh.
Standing over Laura, Steve was going crazy as he rubbed his cock, his hand jerking faster and harder as his climax approached.
"Yaaahhhh!" he roared. "Here it comes, all over your tits, baby, over your tits!"
"Watch, bitch!" Seymour shouted at Colette, and the bound woman shuddered as she saw what was happening.
Out of the tip of Steve's cock shot a stream of white cum. It curved up through the air and down splattering all over Laura's mouth and down to her tits. She gave a moan of delight and licked up the stuff she could reach, her body tossing up as Steve roared and jerked his cock hard, sending another stream of cum through the air to splatter all over Laura's tits and belly.
"More, more!" he gasped, his hand blurring and his cum shooting out, splashing over Laura's body, running over her tits and into her bellybutton.
With depraved moans of satisfaction, Laura licked her lips clean of his cum, but kept her body up, taking the streams of hot jism as they gushed from Steve's piss-slit. The force of the climax dwindled, so the cum began to splash farther down Laura's body, over her stomach and lower belly, then into her dark pussyhair and into the crack of her cunt as well. Steve was gasping with satisfaction, his hand slowing as his cum dribbled down his cockshaft.
"Fuck," he said. "That was good!" With perfect grace, Laura eased up and slid to her knees in front of him, taking his cock in her hands and licking off the last of the cum as it dribbled out. With her other hand, she circled her fingers around her nipples, drawing cum from the lower curves of her tits and smearing it over her tight nipple buds. Then she went deeper, rubbing cum into her belly and pussy mound, finally fingering the cum that had gushed over her pussy.
Colette screamed as Seymour pushed his cock at her mouth and lashed her tits, somehow curving the tightly knotted tails around his thrusting cock. The pain rushed over her, but this time she knew she couldn't give in. The thought of letting a cock into her mouth almost made her throw up. The cat lashed her tits hard, beating another terrible scream out of her. Seymour stepped back, his cock bobbing as he whipped her harder. "Suck it!" he shouted, lashing the cat across
Colette's heaving tits again.
"Aaaghhhh! No, no, I can't!" Colette screamed, struggling against the bonds, her arms and legs aching almost as badly as her tits.
"Suck it!" he yelled, lashing the cat into her writhing body, slashing the tightly knotted cat tails over her tits.
Suddenly Laura was there, cum all over her tits and belly, grinning at her mother.
"Can I make her clean me up too?" she asked.
"Sure, my darling," Seymour said, and lashed Colette's tits. "Get the cane and have a good time on her ass, she can't last much longer."
"Noooo!" Colette screamed, lurching against the ropes, feeling the cat whip her tits as she screamed in horror, pain gushing over her.
Laura came back with the cane, running it through her fingers and grinning wildly.
"Not that I've always wanted to do this, Mommy," she said. "It's just that I wanna beat the shit out of you."
She raised the cane and whipped it across Colette's ass.
Colette's screams doubled as she struggled helplessly, her ass burning. The boys were all crowded around, grinning madly.
"Yeah, go on, Tim!" Seymour yelled as he whipped Colette's tits.
One of the boys stepped forward, his cock jerking out of control. He held it over Colette, keeping to the side so that Seymour could continue his relentless whipping of her tits. Colette screamed in horror, knowing what was going to happen. Her ass erupted as Laura whipped her, her tits rang with pain and her arms and legs ached.
Suddenly cum gushed out of Tim's cock. He groaned with lust, jerking his spurting prick as his jism sprang out and splattered into Colette's tits. Her scream of disgust was drowned by her scream of pain as the cat lashed her tits, splattering the fresh cum all over the place. Her ass rang with more agony under another stroke, and a hot wad of cum hit her right in the mouth.
"Aaghhhh!" Colette wailed, her body jerking, the horrible gooey spunk all over her lips. Another hot stream of the jizz splashed over her face, running down into her mouth as she tried to keep from tasting it.
"Lick it up, whore!" Seymour yelled, lashing her tits.
"Come on, Mommy," Laura said, lashing her mother across the ass, "lick it up like a good girl. Cum tastes wonderful, didn't you know?"
Colette screamed, staring up at Tim as he yelled with passion, his cock pumping cum all over her face, his hand blurring over his shaft. The streams of cum gushed out, splashing all over her face and tits. Colette was out of her mind with pain and horror. She knew that they had defeated her, that she had to give in. But she would get her revenge on them all. Suddenly she thought about having these disgusting boys bent over, and of whipping them as punishment.
A surge of awful passion rushed over her, making her tremble all over. "Stop, I'll do it!"
Seymour stopped the cat and Laura drew the cane slowly over her mother's ass.
"Ooohhh, Mommy, you're a real spoilsport," Laura said. "I was just getting into that."
Colette was broken. She leaned against the ropes, her arms aching horribly as Tim pushed his still-throbbing cock at her mouth, his face a mask of lust and excitement.
For the first time in her life, Colette let a man's cock pass between her lips. With a sob of submission, she licked the cockhead and tasted cum. It wasn't as bad as she'd expected.