Chapter 3
Lysa stared, screaming as the cum dripped down her face. There was nothing worse than this, a boy's stinking jism on her face.
"Shut up, girl!" snapped Anne.
Lysa screamed louder, and fell forward onto the floor.
Her arms were jerked upward, heaving her up off her knees and forcing her higher until she hung once again from her arms, stretched even harder this time, her feet pulling on the bonds that held them apart. ft
"Ohhhh, God!" Lysa screamed. "Ohhhh, no! Let me down, please!"
"Randy, rip that top off her," Anne said, and Lysa heard the sound of the thin whip she held as she slapped it against her thigh.
"No, don't, you can't!" Lysa shrieked, but already she felt a pair of strong hands holding the neck of her tank top.
"Watch me, baby," he said mockingly.
Slowly, he pulled on the thin material. The neck tore and, inch by inch, Randy ripped the top right down the center, grinning all the time at Lysa's face. Her young thrusting tits came into view, and Lysa gave a shuddering moan as she saw that everyone in the room was gathered around to watch her humiliation.
"Fuuuuuuck," said Randy. "They're as good as I thought they'd be. Look at that!"
He gave final heave and Lysa's top was ripped right through, hanging from her shoulders, giving her tits no cover at all. She sobbed and closed her eyes again.
"Now, next lesson," Anne said crisply. "You can scream if you're being whipped, or if something else is being done to you. But you don't scream over having cum all over you, or you'll be screaming all night-and that gets on my nerves. This is to remind you."
Lysa heard the slight swish of the whip, and pain erupted across her tits. Anne had slashed the cane across them with terrible accuracy.
"Aaagghhh!" Lysa screamed, tossing on the ropes as far as they would allow. Her eyes popped open and she saw Anne standing there, saw the rest of the family and guests watching the red line on her tits deepening. "Got that?" snapped Anne. "Y-yes," Lysa stammered. "Let her down," Anne said. The ropes were released and Lysa dropped to the floor. Her hands went to her tits and rubbed them, trying to dull the pain as she crouched on the carpet, terrified out of her wits.
"Would you like to have some fun with her?" Anne asked.
"Sure," Joanie purred. She took the whip from Anne and stood before the trembling girl, looking her up and down. "You still have a date over that bar, and nothing's going to save you from that. But, if you're a good little girl for me, well, I might be able to save you from some of it. Come here."
Shuddering with pain and humiliation, Lysa tried to crawl across to Joanie, but the ropes still held her ankles. Desperately, she pulled while Joanie softly sucked the end of the whip, smiling at the young girl.
"If you don't come here, I shall punish you," she whispered.
"I can't, I can't!" Lysa moaned. "Please, can't you see? I'm still tied up."
"Come over here," Joanie said softly, and a nasty chuckle went around the room.
"I can't! I can't!" Lysa screamed, pulling at the ropes, reaching for the knots and trying to untie them.
"Silly girl," Joanie said as she advanced on Lysa.
"No, stop!" Lysa screamed. "You can't d-do that, you can't!"
She groaned in desperation as Joanie grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and viciously pulled her head back.
"Put your hands behind your back!" Joanie commanded.
With a moan of terror, Lysa did as she was told. Her body was bent, thrusting her tits out, and the pain in her spread legs was almost lost more than she could stand.
"Hold your wrists and don't let go, or it will be much worse for you," ordered Joanie.
With her head in a daze, Lysa gripped her wrists and waited, trembling from head to toe. She stared up at the woman in the pink teddy, as Joanie lowered the whip and ran it across her left nipple.
"You will do everything I say," Joanie said, "or take the consequences."
"B-but I couldn't!" Lysa wailed. "I tried, I tried!"
"Not good enough!" Joanie snapped. The whip went up and slashed back down across Lysa's left tit. "Eeeuuuggghhh! Oh, save me!" Lysa screamed m as the whip went up and lashed across her right tit, raising another deep red weal on her young, thrusting tit flesh.
Methodically Joanie beat her, each time shifting aim between her tits until they were a mass of crimson flesh, and Lysa's screams rang around the room endlessly.
Johnnie sat on the sofa, his long prick fucking in and out of Anne as she rode him and enjoyed the spectacle. Elizabeth had been forced to her knees again and was alternately sucking Randy's and Brad's cocks, her feverish little mouth sliding down one of them for a few strokes and then onto the other, all the time running her fingers over the stiff cock-shafts as the guys watched Lysa getting whipped. She was sucking her own father and brother! Lysa knew then that nothing was going to be spared either of them.
But the agony of the whip drove even that horror out of Lysa's mind. Joanie was concentrating on her nipples, hitting them with great accuracy, making her tits leap and jump on her chest, while they swelled with the agony of the bruised flesh. More gobs of cum slipped off her face as she jerked around in pain, the cum dripping to her tits. There, Joanie's brutal whipping mashed the jizz into her flesh and sent thin strings of white goo flying onto the carpet. Lysa thrashed around with the terrible agony.
"Now," Joanie said softly, flinging her back to m the floor. "Now come here."
She stood right over Lysa, so the girl could get to her knees with her face inches from the crotch of Joanie's teddy. Lysa saw the pink, almost transparent material, stretched tight over Joanie's pussy as Joanie put her hands on her head and held her.
"Now, unclip my teddy," Joanie said. "Now don't come, any of you guys. I want this one to get it all for a while."
"Ohhhh shit, Joanie!" Randy groaned. "You know I gotta come three times before I can settle down, and I'm gonna come again."
His cock slid in and out of his sister's mouth as she moaned and tried to hold him back, but he fucked in faster and harder as his cum surged to get out of his balls.
"Stop!" Joanie commanded, and Elizabeth pulled her mouth back, leaving Randy standing there groaning, his cock pulsing up and down. "Bring him over here."
With a grin, Brad stood back, his own cock thick and hard. He slid his hands over the cock shaft as he watched. Then he walked over and took Anne's head as she fucked her cunt up and down on Johnnie's cock. Her long dark hair slid over her face as she was pulled down until Brad could ram his cock into her mouth.
"Sorry about this, Johnnie," he said. "Gotta get it in somethin' hot and wet."
Johnnie grinned. "Go right ahead."
Anne slid her mouth back up Brad's cock until she could lick the cock head.
"You bastards," she said, but already her hips were moving to the beat of a rising climax. She moaned and sank her mouth over the huge cockmeat she had sucked so often before.
Lysa's horror and pain were still deepening.
"I said, untie my teddy," Joanie said.
Lysa hurried to do as she was told. The agony in her tit flesh was only slowly receding. With trembling fingers, she reached up to the crotch of the teddy and felt for the clips. To her horror, the teddy was wet with Joanie's pussy juices and Lysa's fingers got damp as she struggled. Somehow she unclipped the three tiny catches and the bottom of the teddy swung away. With her flesh cringing at the contact, Lysa knelt back down and tried to rub her fingers clean on her tight, cut-off jeans.
"Don't you dare," said Joanie. "Lift your arms, high, right above your head."
"Oh, please!" Lysa begged as she lifted her arms, exposing her tits again.
"Never, never rub my pussy juice away," Joanie said with deceiving calm.
Then she lashed out with the whip again and caught Lysa's nipples.
"Aaaaggghhh! Stop please!" Lysa begged as the whip went back and hung there.
"Lick it off," Joanie said, and she waited, the whip raised.
With the new agony surging through her, even Lysa's repulsion was overcome. Her hand trembled as she raised her fingers to her mouth and licked at them. The smell of Joanie's pussy reached her nostrils, and she thought she would be sick once more.
"Put them in your mouth, whore," Joanie said, waiting. She ran her hand down and caressed her pussylips, spreading them as she gently stimulated herself, watching Lysa's terror all the time.
Lysa closed her eyes, but she did as she was told, licking her fingers until they were clean. She crouched, waiting, cradling her beaten tits with her arms.
"Now," Joanie said to Randy. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but you can take it out on her later. Now, honey, come here."
She took Randy by the cock and eased him over until his prick was inches from her cunt. With her long legs and six-inch heels, Joanie was almost as tall as the young football player.
"Now," she said to Elizabeth. "Finish sucking him off, but shoot it over my cunt."
From the floor, Lysa stared at the horror that somehow went on growing all the time. She saw Elizabeth's whipped ass as the young girl knelt and took her brother's cock back into her hot little mouth.
"Do a good job, bitch," Joanie said softly. "Our men have to be satisfied."
Elizabeth gave a low groan as she ran her fingers over Randy's ball sac, caressing, feeling the cum building for release.
"Oooohhhh, yeahhh!" Randy gasped, holding his sister's head and sliding his fucker deeper. "Not long now, baby, not long. Yeaahhhhh! Come one, you know how I like it!"
Elizabeth shuddered as he sank his cock to the hilt, and her throat closed and drew at the hard round cockhead.
"Ooooh, shit!" Randy gasped, his cock speeding up, fucking deep into Elizabeth's throat. "Oh, don't worry, cunt," he said to Lysa, "you're still going over that bar and still gonna suck me off while you pay for this afternoon. Shiiiiit, I'm gonna shoot!" He leaned back, roaring as the cum burst from his cock. "Yeaahhhh!"
Joanie pulled Elizabeth away by her red-tinted hair. Desperately, Elizabeth kept her hand on the cum-spouting cock as the ropes of goo splattered out and into Joanie's pussy hair as she stood there, legs spread, taking it all". Randy yelled at each strong pulse of cum and Elizabeth held his cock, jerking the jizz out and directing it all over Joanie's pussy. Soon the white goo covered Joanie's golden triangle of cuntal hair and ran down the insides of her thighs. She watched the cum shoot out until Randy was gasping and the flow slowed to a trickle.
"Take the rest," she said to Elizabeth.
The well-trained girl sank her mouth back and licked up the last of her brother's cum until he gave a satisfied chuckle and pulled his cock out.
"On the chair, Sis," he said. "I wanna watch this."
He led her to one of the chairs and sat down, making Elizabeth take his cock again and play with it, licking, caressing as he watched Lysa's next humiliation.
"Well now, look at this," cooed Joanie, strolling up to Lysa and standing right over her. "Some awful man's shot cum all over my pussy. I mean, look at it." She spread her pussy lips and slid a finger over her cuntal crack, spreading some of the cum deeper, over her clit and pussy folds. "Now lick it all off."
For a split second Lysa hesitated, but then Joanie raised the whip and Lysa scrambled forward.
Joanie had positioned herself so that Lysa could just reach her, stretching her legs and feet to the limit in the bonds. Lysa stared at the gobs of cum matted into Joanie's pussy hair and almost threw up. Joanie slowly ran her finger into her pussy crack and crooned with lust.
"Lick it, whore," she said, "or I'm gonna have the boys take your pants off."
She didn't have to say anymore. Lysa surrendered, promising herself that she would have revenge when she could escape. Closing her eyes, she leaned forward and licked at the blonde pussy hair.
Getting the cum was difficult. Lysa had to delve m deeper, sucking at the jism, drawing it out of the hair piece by piece. Revolted as she was, she found to her surprise that cum didn't taste so bad. It was still disgusting, but she could take it.
Joanie gave a low moan as the young girl licked at her pussy. She spread her legs wider and looked dreamily out to where her husband and Brad were still double-fucking Anne. All three of them were losing control as Anne's hot cunt and mouth brought the two men off and her own climaxes climbed higher. In a moaning, heaving group, they rolled on the sofa, the men's cock fucking in and out of Anne's willing holes.
"Lick down my legs," Joanie ordered Lysa. "I want to be clean all over."
Lysa broke into sobs as she licked over the smooth flesh of Joanie's thighs. The feel of another woman was strangely exciting, the warm, clean flesh that led down Joanie's long shapely legs to her stocking tops was perfumed and trembled to her touch. Lysa felt her head swimming as she licked. She was utterly ashamed of herself, but her arms slid up Joanie's legs until she could hold them comfortably while she cleaned the cum from her thighs. The feel of Joanie's silk stockings over the soft curves of her calves and thighs sent more shivers of a terrible, strange passion into Lysa. Shaking with fear, she licked backed up one white thigh and down the other, feeling her heart beating uncontrollably with each pass of her tongue.
"Ooooohhhh, that's good," Joanie purred. "Now lick me clean, deep in my pussy."
Lysa did what she had been ordered to do, bringing her mouth to the very lips of Joanie's pussy. It was a dreadfully exciting and horrifying moment.
Trembling with passion, Lysa licked out and her tongue flicked over the hot entrance to Joanie's cunt. She felt Joanie's body tremble and her pussy spasm under her touch.
"Spread my cuntlips and get in there," Joanie said softly. She slid her high heels farther apart on the rug and waited.
Lysa gasped, bursting into tears as she slid her hands up the last inches of Joanie's stockings and over the clean, damp flesh of her thighs. She moaned as her fingers slid up and reached the curly blonde hair of Joanie's pussy. With her head spinning uncontrollably, Lysa slid her fingers to Joanie's pussylips and spread them, revealing the tight red bud of Joanie's clit, streaked with Randy's cum. With a low moan of passion, Lysa sank her mouth onto the hot wet flesh and sucked at the spasming cunt.
"Oooooh, that's good!" Joanie murmured. "Now suck it like that, just like that!" Her thighs trembled as the orgasm gathered in her cunt and waited to burst out.
Lysa's face was wet with tears, pussy juice and cum. Her humiliation grew by the second, but so did that awful passion she couldn't understand. She sucked Joanie's pussy, her hands clasped around Joanie's thighs as if hanging on for dear life. Her whipped tits rubbed against the silk of Joanie's stockings. The friction on her nipples was driving soft spikes of feeling all over her body. She wept helplessly, wondering what was becoming of her.
Then, behind her, she heard Anne, Johnnie and Brad roaring together as they came.
"Fuuuuuck!" Brad bellowed. "Oh, shit, I'm coming! Oh, suck it, cunt, suck it!"
With long-practiced skill, Anne swallowed his cock to the balls and took the hot cum down her throat while her own climaxes shook her whole body. Her deep groans of lust rang around the room, even though muffled by the cock that shot wads of cum into her mouth.
Simultaneously Anne's hot, tight cunt brought Johnnie off. With a long drawn-out yell of lust, he thrust his cock up, deep into the throbbing red pit of Anne's pussy and let go, pouring out cum until it ran out of her clutching cunt and over his thighs. Her hips jumping like crazy, Anne gave a moan of lust as the cocks slowed their spurting and she held them, sucking the last of the jism from them both.
"Ohhhh, my husband," Joanie said dreamily, "always shooting up some cunt or the other. Ever had your ass fucked, baby?" she asked Lysa as the struggling girl sucked at her climaxing cunt. "No, I don't expect so yet. But you will, very soon. Oh, fuck, I love it! Ohhhhh, yeahhhh!"
With a series of long deep thrusts she rammed her pussy all over Lysa's face. She gave long moans of satisfaction as she came, sliding her wet pussy over Lysa's mouth until her cunt was satisfied and the throbs of orgasm broke and subsided. Murmuring softly, Joanie stood over Lysa and let her wet tongue over work over her still-throbbing pussy.
"Now," Joanie said, "you can finish licking me clean. Then we'll have you over the bar."