Chapter 7
Seymour lay back on the bed, running his hands through Laura's soft dark hair.
"Bring me off as your mother comes," he said. "I want to watch that."
"You got it baby," Laura said, sliding her soft lips over his throbbing cock. "I just think she should be punished for sucking you off like that."
"Sure," he agreed, lying back on the pillows. "Anything you want, darling, anything at all."
Laura gave a moan of lust and ran her fingers over her hot clit, rubbing her bud until the excitement and lust poured out of the contact. She buried Seymour's cock in her throat, sucking it hard and getting him to the point of coming. She knew she could hold him there as long as she wanted, drive him crazy with lust as he watched her mother suffering and coming.
Colette was very close to the first spasm of an orgasm that threatened to rip her apart. The shuddering of Reg's cock over her shitter walls was driving her to a peak that burst higher with each stroke of the cat across her heaving tits. Her tight nipples shuddered and jumped as the thin tails of the cat lashed them. Her tits burst with pain as the red lines spread over the whole of their lovely surface. She howled with that mixture of pain and lust that was rising higher the more she gasped for breath in the tight collar.
"Yeah, bitch!" Reg whispered, his cock swelling in her sucking shit-pit. "Fuck, she's hot, she's hot!"
He shoved his cock high into Colette's guts, pushing her legs against the bonds that held her ankles.
"Whip the bitch, whip her!" he yelled, and
Tom doubled his efforts, stroking the cat across Colette's heaving tits faster and harder, increasing his pace with the rising tempo of her screams.
"You bastards!" Colette screamed suddenly as the orgasm burst out of her guts and rushed over her. She writhed, climaxing shamelessly, her ass sucking at Reg's cock, making the cum in his balls rush out.
"Fuuuck, you bitch, yoooouuu biiiitch!" he yelled, and suddenly his cock was pouring cum into Colette's guts, shooting it out, mashing the hot spunk into her shitter walls as he yelled and gripped her body, fucking his cock as deep into her asshole as he could.
"Aaaghhhh!" Colette wailed as the cat whipped across her tits and another surge of climax crashed over her helpless body. She writhed out of control, her ass sucking at Reg's cock.
Dimly she saw Laura slide her mouth right down Seymour's cock, her shameless daughter sucking at the cock as Seymour groaned and jerked up on the bed, his cock pouring out jism. Laura eased her mouth back up and took it all in her mouth, running her lips over the quivering cockhead, sucking the cum into her throat.
Her fingers ran up and down his pulsating prick shaft, driving him on, making him bellow with lust as his balls emptied.
"Oohhh, fuck, you're unbelievable!" he moaned, his cock spurting great wads of jizz into Laura's welcoming mouth.
The cat beat across Colette's tits as she gave a great moan of passion, cresting as Reg's cock started to run out of cum. He panted, fucked his rock-hard prick up her ass and held her there, yelling as her twitching, heaving body sucked the last of his spunk out.
Colette gave a final scream of passion and dropped against the bonds, her mind spinning helplessly.
The cat stopped and Reg eased his cock up and down in Colette's ass, slowly withdrawing it as she moaned softly and hung motionless on the ropes. Finally he pulled out and she was left alone, gasping, her breath returning slowly.
"Mmmnnn!" Seymour murmured as he ran his hands through Laura's hair. She kept up her soft sucking on his cock as the last of his cum dribbled out between her soft lips. "You are the best, you know that! What would you like now?"
"Ooohh, I wanna double-fuck!" Laura moaned. "I get so horny watching them get their asses reamed out! Do I have to be naughty to get that, darling?"
She licked over his cockhead and smiled at him.
He grinned and slapped her ass. "Go on, you demanding little bitch," he said. "I'm gonna see how your mother's doing."
Laura giggled and slid off the bed. She went to a set of ropes hanging from another piece of equipment and gripped them, standing with her legs spread and her arms held over her head. "Come on, I wanna double-fuck!" she yelled.
Several of the men rushed over. The first two began arguing about who should fuck her ass, but Laura stopped that fast.
"Show me your cocks," she said, and looked at the two thick, ready weapons. "You, Mr. Burton, you take my ass."
She gasped as the pricks began fucking into her cunt and ass. She pulled up on the rope, moaning with lust. "Ooohh, yesss, come on, fill me up! Fill me with those cocks! Come on, I need it so bad!"
She screamed with lust as the two cocks slammed into her to the hilt, rubbing against each other through the thin wall of flesh between her cunt and ass. The two teachers began fucking her with long strokes, and Laura screamed with lust, jerking about, fucking down on their cocks as hard as she could.
Seymour walked towards Colette. He stopped at the little sultry blonde girl who was still on the apparatus, her ass filled with the dildo and her pussy red and whipped. She looked up at him, her face covered with cum.
"Who wants to fuck her?" Seymour asked. "She deserves it. And tit-whip her again. She's been a real bitch!"
The little blonde moaned with horror as one of the men walked up and began fucking his cock into her tight little pussy. The massive dildo in her ass pressed against her cunt, making the invasion of a real cock even more painful. She sobbed as her cunt was stretched to the limit by the teacher's thick cock.
"Leave her face for the moment," Seymour said, and walked over to Colette.
On the way, he passed the other little blonde schoolgirl, who was on her knees with a cock in her mouth while a group of the teachers discussed what to do with her.
"Whip her ass," Seymour said. "She's gotten off light so far."
"You got it, Seymour," said one of the teachers. "Just as soon as Jack comes."
Seymour stood in front of Colette and grinned. "Learned anything yet, whore?"
Colette sobbed and lifted her head as he slid his hands over her throbbing tits. "You bastard!"
"You say that to me again and I'll make you come right here, show you up for what you really are." His fingers rolled her nipples and the pain shot through Colette, making her gasp and jerk up on the ropes.
"Fuck off, you bastard!" she screeched, jerking her body as if she could get at him, the little red dress flicking up, showing her red, whipped ass.
"Watch this," he said, and took Colette's nipples in his fingers. Keeping a close eye on her, he began twisting the thrusting buds.
Colette gave a deep guttural scream as the hot pain gushed out of her nipples. It beat through her tits, surging over her body and sending that horrible lust into her guts. She screamed in horror, trying to get away from his fingers.
"Get lost you fucker!" she yelled.
"Get me the dips," Seymour said, and one of the teachers went off to get them.
Colette didn't need to be told what the clips were for. She screamed helplessly, her tits throbbing with agony and lust, the knot in her stomach tightening as Seymour's fingers twisted her nipples.
"Nooo, no, not that!" she screamed at him, tears pouring out of her eyes, her body throbbing with lust. "You bastard! You motherfucker!"
The teacher handed Seymour the clips, and Colette wailed in terror. They were paper clips with terribly strong jaws. She knew how powerful they were, and her nipples throbbed with the expectation of the pain to come.
"Aaaaahhhh!" Colette gasped as one clip slid over her right nipple while his finger kept up a hard caress of her other nipple. "Aaaauuuu-ggggghhhhh!"
She screamed as the clip began to tighten on her nipple. Her little red dress flicked around on her writhing body as she stared down at the terrible clip.
The pain began tearing out of her nipple as the clip closed, sending agony racing through her tits and into her guts.
"Youuuuu fucker!" she wailed.
"Oh, don't thank me," Seymour said, and put a clip over her other nipple.
Colette screamed as she stared down, her tits throbbing with pain and depraved lust. Seymour held the clip, and she thought he was going to let it go slowly, but he released it suddenly and the jaws clicked shut on her nipple.
"Urrghhaahhhh!" Colette screamed, jerking on the ropes, her body on fire. "Let me go, you fucker, you shit-faced fucker!"
Seymour laughed and twisted the clips. The knot in Colette's guts burst open again, sending the most incredible burst of depraved lust tearing through her. A climax erupted in her, tearing her to pieces as she hung there screaming, while Seymour pulled and twisted the clips on her nipples. She gasped for air, her orgasm surging through her in long pulsations of passion.
"Tell me how much you love it," Seymour said as he twisted the clips, sending Colette screaming into higher and higher surges of climax.
"Yoooouuuu fuuuucker!" Colette screamed, her body jerking to the pulse of her orgasm.
Seymour twisted the clips harder, sending her shuddering in a fresh burst of passion. Her stockinged legs twitched and heaved at the bonds as Seymour held her there.
Suddenly, he pulled the clips off her nipples.
The initial burst of pain sent Colette into a screaming peak of lust, but it faded fast and she was suddenly left there, screeching helplessly, her body jerking.
Seymour nodded and several of the teachers came up and untied her. She fell to the floor, clutching her tits and sobbing.
Seymour held a riding crop under her nose. "Crawl!"
Colette gasped, twisting her nipples as the horrible lust ran through her. She heard Laura screaming with passion as she came to the beat of the two cocks rammed up her ass and pussy. In front of her, the curly haired little blonde schoolgirl was bent over a bar, holding her ankles, her little dress up over her back while a teacher lashed her tight ass.
"Crawl!" Seymour shouted, and twitched the riding crop.
In a haze of fear and lust, Colette began to crawl across the floor, sobbing at the humiliation, her stockings wrinkling as they dragged across the carpet. Seymour walked beside her, his massive cock sticking out of his robe.
"Over there, bitch," he said, and whipped Colette's ass, beating through her dress and laying a red line of pain on her flesh.
Colette screamed and gasped, but she crawled over to the pouting little blonde girl, who still had a dildo up her ass and one of the men fucking his cock in and out of her cunt. The girl's face was still covered with cum.
"Lick her clean," Seymour said, taking Colette by the collar and hauling her closer.
Colette gasped. The riding crop lashed her ass and a terrible mixture of lust and agony shot out. In a swirling haze of passion, she leaned forward and licked at the cum covering the little blonde's face.
"Better," Seymour said. "Now grip the rails on either side of her head and stand up."
Colette knew something terrible was going to happen. She gripped the rails obediently, straightening her long legs in the five-inch heels and bending at the waist. Her tongue ran over the little girl's face, licking up the cum.
The little blonde was moaning and screaming with rising passion as the cock in her cunt speeded up, fucking deep into her pussy and slamming her harder onto the massive dildo filling her ass. Her mouth found Colette's and they kissed, their tongue flicking together. Colette felt leather straps slide over her wrists, and she jerked a little, but it was too late. She moaned as the little blonde kissed her harder.
Seymour slid Colette's dress up out of the way, and she gasped, knowing what was coming. Once again the collar tightened around her neck and her breath came hard.
The riding crop whipped her sore ass. The agony erupted with terrible force and she climaxed at once, her body out of control, the knot in her guts shattering instantly at the rush of pain. She gripped the bar, her mouth caressing the blonde's as they clung together, kissing and caressing each other.
The crop lashed her flesh and Colette screamed helplessly, her ass jerking up and her body shaking with depraved desire. Her ass heaved back as the crop whipped in a third time.
"Fuuuck, watch them go!" the man fucking the blonde yelled. "Have another shot of cum, you bitch!"
His throbbing cock began shooting hot cum high into the blonde's cunt.
The crop whipped Colette's ass, and she was helpless in the grip of Seymour's skill. He held the crop over her ass until Colette was waiting for the blow. Then he lashed her, just off the beat of her climax, cutting across her tight flesh and making sure the agony was the greatest he could deliver.
Colette's climax broke at each stroke, her agony carrying her higher. The surging pain soared through her body, sending her screaming as her ass demanded more and the tight collar got tighter. She gasped and started to take off again, heading for that realm of passion where she floated on the surging tide of the most depraved lust she had known.
She didn't even notice that the men were hauling the little blonde out of the way, lifting her off the dildo as she screamed and gasped.
Colette was left strapped to the bar, her ass bucking for the terrible riding crop, her legs trembling. The crop beat her again and her unearthly scream of agony and lust rang around the room. Seymour held the crop on her ass, letting her feel it on her flesh. She screeched in horror, her ass trembling.
"Beg for it!" Seymour whispered.
The little pouting blonde lay on the floor, rubbing her cunt and tits, and the other schoolgirl was on her knees, with another cock in her mouth as the teachers watched Colette's humiliation. Laura was now beside Seymour, her eyes wide as she watched her mother moaning in the grip of a most horrible lust.
Seymour whipped Colette hard, the crop beating another thick weal of pain across her ass. She jerked, screaming, her legs trembling, the explosion of agony and lust surging through her.
"Beg for it!"
"Aaaghhhhhh! Fuck off, you shit-faced motherfucker!" Colette screamed.
She gasped, knowing what he was doing. If he whipped her to the demands of her body, her climaxes would peak and drive her into the most wonderful satisfaction. But he wouldn't do that. He was keeping her climbing, always climbing, to that final height, then letting her fall back as he held the crop over her ass and waited. When her lust had fallen back far enough, he whipped her again.
Seymour laughed and beat her ass with another vicious stroke, the crop bending as it whipped another line of crimson agony across her ass flesh.
As she screamed, one of the teachers stepped up to the apparatus and gripped her hair, holding his cock to her mouth. With a wail of lust, Colette ran her mouth over the thick swollen cockhead, taking it as far as he let her, her soft mouth sucking over the hard flesh. Her passion soared and shattered in her, driving her insane with lust. The man held her hair, making her suck his cockhead instead of ramming it right down her throat.
"Beg for it!" Seymour yelled, and whipped her ass again.
Colette screamed and tried to take more of the cock. She and Seymour understood each other perfectly. They both knew what she wanted. She sobbed and screamed, writhing helplessly. She knew she would break at the next blow of the terrible riding crop.