Chapter 4
"Ooohhh, that's nice!" Tim gasped as Colette's lips moved over his cockhead and her tongue licked off the last of his cum. "Keep it up, honey, that's real nice!"
He thrust his softening cock at Colette's mouth and more of it sank between her lips.
She moaned, both with the shame and the lingering pain from the whip. She licked off the cum that stiH oozed from Tim's cockslit, tasting the salty goo and wondering why she didn't vomit at the disgusting stuff in her mouth. Tim thrust and she felt his cock get harder. She sobbed, sucking at the young cockhead as Tim gave a moan and ran his hands through her hair.
"That's enough for now," Laura said, and thrust Tim aside.
He turned her on, then thought better of it. The sexy little schoolgirl stood in front of her mother, pouting and swaying her ass.
"Seymour says you have to clean me up," she said. "I'm all cummy, all over, look at me."
She thrust her tits at Colette's mouth, leaning down to get them at the right level.
"No, no!" Colette screamed, twisting on the ropes, her arms aching.
"Clean me off," said Laura, pushing her tits at her mother's mouth.
"No, no-aaaghhh! No!" Colette screeched as the thin cane lashed across her red ass. She twisted to see Seymour as he stood behind her, sliding the cane through his fingers. "She's my daughter, you pervert!"
"And a wonderful girl too," Seymour said, sliding the rod slowly through his fingers. "But she has got cum all over her and you can't expect any of us to lick it off, can you? So get to it, whore, lick her clean!"
"No, no!" Colette gasped as she watched the cane swing up and hold in the air. "You can't do this!"
She writhed, struggling and screaming as the cane lashed her ass, making her thighs shake as she jerked like a hooked fish.
"No, stop, you can't nooo, no-aaaghhh! Help me, help meeee!"
"Lick her clean," Seymour said, and whipped Colette again, laying the cane savagely into her crimson asscheeks.
Colette's scream rang around the room and, once more, she knew she was defeated. She sobbed, vowing the most terrible revenge in the world for the way she had been treated. As the next stroke of the cane swept in, she leaned forward and licked at the smeared cum all over her daughter's tits.
"That's it, Mommy," Laura said, holding Colette's head, running her fingers through her mother's hair, one young thrusting tit pushing at Colette's mouth. "Oooohh, suck it, Mommy, suck it! Clean it all off, that's right, lick my nipple! Ooohhh, you learn fast, Mommy, now bite it! Just bite it gently, go on, right between your front teeth! Ooohhh, yeahhh, Mommy, just like that, oooh yeahhhh!"
Colette wept into Laura's creamy titflesh. She, felt humiliated. Laura's nipple pushed into her mouth and she slid her teeth across it, sawing them on the crinkled bud and feeling a surge of passion as Laura leaned down, gasping and moaning.
"Lick my nipple, Mommy!" Laura moaned. "Lick it and bite it! Yeah, just like that- oooohhhh!"
Colette wanted to die. Her teeth rolled Laura's nipple around while her tongue swept over the tip as it protruded into her mouth. She felt Laura come, gasping as the waves of passion swept over her.
"Yeeesss, Mommy!" Laura squealed. "Ooohhh, that's wonderful, that's-ooohhh yeahhhh, ooohhhh!"
The little schoolgirl gave moans of satisfaction, rubbing her clit over Colette's face while she ran one hand down to her own pussy and rubbed it, sending her climax even higher.
Rage surged through Colette. In a haze of anger, she bit harder on Laura's nipple, chewing and clamping her teeth down.
"Ooooh, Mommy!" Laura screamed, and came again, her body jerking wildly as the lust surged through her. "Ooohhh, fuck, that's wonderful, oohhh!"
Colette went out of her mind. In a fit of uncontrollable rage, she chewed down to the limit of her power.
Laura gave a scream of pain and slammed her hand into Colette's cheek. "Bitch, bitch!" she screamed. "You bitch!" Colette kept it up for another second and then the cane lashed into her ass. The shock jerked her up for a moment, and Laura pulled her nipple out and fell back, moaning with pain as she rubbed her tit, tears rolling down her face. "The bitch!" she wailed. The cane lashed Colette's ass and she screamed in agony.
"You will pay for that!" Seymour shouted, whipping her again, the cane bending under the impact. "Get me the mouth control." He whipped Colette's ass with all his force, laughing as the woman screamed and begged him for mercy. "Fuck, you are gonna suck a lot of cock!"
"Nooo, noo, she's my daughter-aaghhh!" Colette screamed as the agony surged out of her ass. Her body jerked, her arms pulling helplessly against the bonds that held her.
Suddenly one of the boys was standing there with a horrible-looking device. It had a metal ring in it with leather padding. From that ran a thick strap.
Seymour took hold of the thing and stood over Colette, showing it to her.
"This is going in your mouth," he said. "And then you're gonna get your ass whipped to shreds while you do some real sucking, bitch!"
"No, no, you wouldn't do that!" Colette gasped, staring at where Laura lay in a chair, rubbing her nipple and staring back with real hatred in her eyes.
Before Colette could say anything else, Seymour held her by the hair and began to cram the leather-covered ring into her mouth. Colette gritted her teeth and fought it, but she knew it was just a matter of time.
Laura got up off the chair and grabbed the cane. Colette screamed, but that opened her mouth and the ring went in a little. She struggled, but Laura was behind her. Panic swept over Colette, the cane lashed her and it was all she could do to stop from screaming. At the next blow, she couldn't stop herself and her mouth sprang open, allowing the ring to cram in.
With one movement, Seymour pushed the ring right in, forcing Colette's jaws open, even as Laura whipped her again and Colette jerked in agony on the rope. The metal ring was beyond her teeth, the leather filling the rest of her mouth as her jaws ached from being stretched so hard. Seymour took the strap and tightened it around her head, holding the leather-covered ring in place. Colette was utterly helpless.
"You bitch," Laura said. "Look at my tit, look at it."
She shoved her crushed nipple at Colette and the deep purple of the bruise was very clear. There was even a slight break in the skin from which a little blood seeped.
"Fuck, we'll get you for this," Laura said.
One of the boys came up beside Laura and shoved his cock at Colette's mouth.
"Suck it," Seymour said, and whipped Colette's ass with the cane. .
There was nothing Colette could do. The boy grabbed her head and rammed his cock through the ring and into her mouth. He gasped and thrust his cockhead deeper, fucking it into her throat. The cane lashed her as the boy thrust again and her scream bubbled out from around his cock as she jerked, her body seething with agony. Her throat muscles opened in her pain and his cock slid in for a moment. With a deep yell of lust, he fucked her throat, his cock blurring through the ring until he pulled back for a moment, waiting for the next lash of the cane.
The blow came, whipping Colette's ass so hard she was sure she was going to pass out. Her throat opened and the boy fucked it, his cock diving deep as he gasped, shoving his throbbing cockhead in until his balls bounced against Colette's lips.
"Yeahhhh, I'm coming!" he yelled. "Ohhh, fuck, I'm gonna shoot! Whip her, whip her, sir!"
The cane lashed Colette's ass faster, driving Colette into screaming bouts of pain as the cock jerked in her throat and suddenly cum was streaming out of it, filling her throat and backing up into her mouth.
"Suck it all down, whore!" Seymour yelled, whipping Colette even harder, the cane bouncing off her assflesh.
Colette felt her head spinning as the terrible cum filled her mouth, gushing out as the boy groaned and came, his cock shooting jism hard into her throat, his fingers gripping her hair and his balls slapping against her chin.
"Yuuurrrgggg!" the boy moaned as his stream of cum ran out and he fucked his cock in and out of Colette's mouth, letting the final drops of his spunk ooze down her throat.
"Okay, get her on the desk, on her back," Seymour said. "Who's next?"
"Me, sir," said several of the boys, their eyes glassy with lust.
"Don't worry, you'll all get a shot at her."
The boys clustered around, helping get the sobbing Colette off the ropes, fondling her tits and cunt as they pulled her up and hustled her over to the desk.
Colette was aching with pain, but she wasn't ready for what happened next. They flung her across the desk so that her head and ass stuck over the sides. Her back rubbed against the solid wood as two of the boys spread her legs wide, pulled them up over her head and pressed them down so hard that the toes of her high heels scraped the desk top at the corners. Colette shrieked in pain as her ass bucked up off the edge of the desk, but she was ignored.
Two more of the boys took her ankles and lashed them to the bonds at the corners of the desk, then grabbed her hands and did the same for her wrists, so that Colette was helplessly spread-eagled on the desk top. She writhed in vain, her head hanging over the edge of the desk, her arms pulling at the bonds and her body aching. But it was her legs that suffered the most, pulled down and so wide her tendons strained and cracked. Her cunt and ass were thrust up where anybody could get at them, and several boys were sliding their hands over her whipped flesh, enjoying their freedom to humiliate her.
Another boy grabbed her head and fucked his cock through the ring and into her throat.
The cat whipped her pussy and she writhed on the desk top, her body burning with the most incredible pain and horror.
"You bitch, you will pay for this!" Seymour yelled. "You suffer until Laura's tit heals, you snotty little cunt!"
He whipped Colette's pussy, the thin tails of the cat lashing her reddened flesh hard, leaving streaks of red and harder points of crimson pain.
Colette shrieked and tossed on the desk. Some of the boys were fondling her tits, and the boy fucking her mouth rammed his cock deep into her throat and held it there, making her breathe through her nose.
The cat lashed across her pussy, biting into her cut and sending a surging agony through her that she had never felt before. It erupted in waves that washed over her, making her throat open and her lungs heave as she gasped for breath.
"Ohhh yeah, hey, sir, we should use this more often!" the boy yelled as he fucked his cock deep into Colette's throat.
"We'll use it when we have to!" Seymour snapped, lashing Colette's pussy again. "Most of our girls see sense before this!"
He whipped Colette's pussy hard, watching as her ass jerked up and her hands twisted in the bonds.
"Oooooohhh, fuck, I'm gonna shoot!" the boy yelled, forcing his cock into Colette's mouth to the hilt, his balls rubbing over her chin.
She sobbed and screamed into the spasming cockhead as the first jet of spunk gushed out and splattered into her throat. The cat lashed her pussy and she gasped. More cum shot out as the boy yelled and jerked his cock in Colette's mouth. Other boys twisted her nipples, and strange things began to happen to Colette.
As she gasped for breath, she became lightheaded and the pain receded, even as the cat lashed her throbbing pussy, cutting hard into her clit. The pain became passion, surging up over her as her throat spasmed and her lungs ached for air. The boy above her yelled with release, his jism filling her mouth as he eased his cockhead back a little. She swallowed and could breathe again, taking a great gasp of air as the next thick rope of cockjuice splattered into her mouth. The cat lashed her clit and the pain was sharper, making her jerk and scream as she swallowed the cum, her pussy throbbing with red agony. Twice more it lashed her and her scream rang out harder each time. Then Seymour stopped and the bound woman collapsed on the desk top.
"Uuurrrghh-yeahhhh!" the boy moaned as he held his cock in Colette's mouth, letting it shoot the last of its cum as it began to soften. "Fuck, I like blow-jobs!"
"Wait till you've had one of mine," Laura said, stroking his cock as she leaned down over her mother. "Having a good time, Mommy? Lots more to come. Come-I like that!"
The boy pulled his cock out and Colette was left there, still pulled double on the desk, her body rocking with pain. Seymour pulled Colette's head up.
"Now you're gonna get double-fucked," he said, "so I can't whip your pussy, and whipping your tits would get in the way a bit. But you have to suffer, bitch, so what shall I do?"
Colette screamed through the ring as she saw the two tiny clamps in his hand. They had metal jaws and screws that closed them. She shuddered as she looked at them.
Seymour smiled and ran them close to Colette's terrified eyes. "Don't worry, we've thought of everything. We have all the suffering you want, right here. These will show you what it feels like to have your nipples crushed."
"Aaaghhh!" Colette gasped, begging him not to use them, her words lost through the ring, her jaws shuddering as she tried to scream.
Smiling nastily, Seymour leaned down and ran his hand over her helpless tits. Her tight nipples trembled as he took them and rolled them in his fingers, pulling them stiff for the clamps.
"Aaahhhh!" Colette screamed incoherently through the metal ring. But the ring not only stopped her words, it even cut down the power of her screams. She shuddered and writhed, but Seymour moved one of the clamps to her right nipple, the jaws rasping over her flesh. She gasped and shook, her nipple pulsing as
Seymour turned the screw and the jaws began to bite.
The pain was low at first, but it grew fast, surging out of her nipple as the jaws tightened. Colette arched on the desk top, her hands gripping the ropes and her legs trembling as she screamed helplessly.
Seymour gave another twist, and Colette felt she was going to die. Seymour pulled the clamp out hard, stretching Colette's tit.
"Seems tight enough," he said, and let the clamp go. It slammed back into Colette's tit and hung there, vibrating as she struggled and screamed in agony.
He slid a clamp onto her other nipple and Colette went out of her mind, struggling in raw panic on the desk top, her body bathed with sweat. Nothing stopped him. He slid the clamp over her nipple and tightened it, twisting the screw viciously until Colette was screaming in constant agony, her nipple crushed in the tiny jaws. He pulled that one out too, sending Colette shrieking and jerking on the desk top.
Then two boys leaped at Colette. One of them shoved his cock through the ring and into her throat, while the other one shoved his rock-hard prick at her tight little cunt.
"Jesus," he said. "She's wet." With a long groan of lust, he fucked his cock in.
Colette jerked as the boy's cock filled her cunthole. She may have been wet, but she hadn't had a cock up her cunt in years, and it wasn't ready. She shrieked into the thick, eager cock ramming at her throat, and jerked as her pussy walls trembled around the invading prick. The pain in her tits rushed over her in constant waves, mingling with the agony still surging slowly from her ass and whipped pussy.
The two cocks churned in her body, the boys close to coming with excitement. Colette gasped, having trouble breathing again past the invading fuck-rod. The strap that held the ring in had slipped up, blocking her nose more than ever. She sobbed and gasped, her body throbbing from lack of air.
And it happened again, the struggle for air blocking off the pain and sending strange low passions through her. Her throat muscles and pussy walls throbbed around the hard cocks as they rushed in and out, reaming her fuckholes with hard strokes. Even the dark pain from her crushed tits sank low, under a desperate, surging excitement that built in her guts and grew with each gasp for air.
She began tossing on the desk top to the beat of the pricks raping her, her legs twisting and struggling, her hands gripping the bonds as if her life depended on it. Slow bursts of passion erupted in her body, her throat spasmed and she dimly heard the boy yell with lust as the cum burst out of his balls.
Thick creamy jism filled her mouth, and she sucked it down with great compulsive gulps. The boy was bellowing with lust, gripping her hair, slamming his cock right into her throat, then pulling it back and spouting over her mouth, getting the leather of the ring wet and sticky.
In her cunt, the other cock went out of control, jerking and throbbing as more hot jism erupted, splashing into her pussy walls.
The cock pulled out of her mouth and she gulped air, the pain returning, so that she was almost glad when the next boy fucked his long thin prick into her throat. Her throat spasming, she lay on the desk, spread-eagled for them all. Some of the boys played with the nipple clamps, twisting them and sending sharp jabs of extra pain through her, until the growing lack of air sent her gasping into the soft, rolling waves of passion she had known before. A new cock fucked into her cunt, slamming deep in one stroke. The boy leaned on her thighs, his balls slapping against her ass as he fucked her with frantic strokes, his orgasm already very close.
Colette was sinking into a swirling world of pain and deep, burning, dark passion. It was breaking loose, surging up through her body, rushing through her tits to her nipples, and raging with greater intensity each moment.
Above her, a boy yelled as his cum shot from his cock into her throat. Another boy was yelling, his cock shooting deep in her cunt, jerking over her spasming pussy walls as he filled her fuckhole with jism. The boy fucking her mouth pulled out, allowing the pain to surge again for a moment as she gasped for air, but almost instantly another cock fucked in and the swirling passion returned.
This time nothing stopped it. In one endless surge, her passion rushed up over her. Then she was coming, screaming in the grip of the first orgasm she had ever had. Wildly she tossed on the desk top, vaguely aware of the boys yelling and laughing, slamming their cocks into her and shooting hot spunk all over her throat and pussy. She had no idea how many there were, certainly more than ten as the boys came back for more, fucking their hard cocks into her again and again.
Cum filled her mouth and dripped off the leather between her teeth as boy after boy rammed his cock into her throat and came almost at once as her sucking dragged the cum out of his balls. Her cunt was doing the same thing, throbbing over each cock, drawing the thick jism out.
Colette soared up, her mind spinning, her body out of control and her legs trembling. Each time a cock pulled out of her mouth, she gasped for air, feeling the pain returning, drawing her back down until another cock fucked in and the passion surged back again.
Finally she found herself lying on the desk top, screaming in a pain that was returning with each gasp of her sobbing mouth. It climbed through her aching cunt, her sore throat muscles, and most of all, from her tits. Her eyes flicked open, seeing the stunned boys standing around her. Cum was all over her body, from her lips to her thighs. She screamed, feeling the throbbing agony in her nipples bursting out, overtaking the passion.
Seymour undid the screws and pulled the clamps off. Colette gave a shriek and fell back, gasping in pain.
"Okay, boys, off to class," Seymour said, and they left, tucking soft cocks back into their pants.
He undid the strap and pulled the ring out of Colette's mouth. She sobbed and worked her jaws, trying to get rid of the ache. Finally he undid her legs and arms, and she rolled off the desk and onto the floor, moaning, weeping and rubbing her body to soothe the pain. Seymour prodded her with his foot.
"Are you ready to behave?" he asked.
Colette nodded.
"I'll give you one chance," he said. "You have some hours to kill. You can either spend them in a hot tub, getting the aches out of your lovely body, or you can spend them hanging by your arms. Which is it?"
Colette moaned. "Please, don't hang me up!"
"Going to behave?" Seymour asked, and she nodded. "Get up."
Colette managed to stand, though her whole body was throbbing and her legs were rubbery. She was alone in the room with Seymour. He made her walk in front of him along a passage at the back of his office and into his own private rooms. He pushed her through his bedroom, a luxurious place with an enormous bed, and into his bathroom. That was also luxurious, with a sauna and a whirlpool.
"Undress," he said, and Colette somehow got her torn stockings and shoes off. At his instruction, she got into the warm water and sat there, almost weeping at the wonderful caress of the water. "Everything's locked and the alarm system is set, so don't try to escape. If you do, I'll hang you up, got that?"
Colette nodded pitifully, and Seymour left. She didn't even try to find a way out. In a few moments, she was asleep in the wonderful, warm water.