Chapter 6
As he'd expected, neither of the guys was happy to hear he'd gone and scooped a slut on his own. What was the point of equipping the van so they could go hunting if everyone was just gonna grab whatever they came across?
Of course, there was no denying that this Ashley slut was quality meat. As they stood around discussing her the blonde huddled on her knees in front of them, her face dazed, shell shocked. She hardly saw them, hardly heard them.
"I think you actually fucked her brains out, Jack," Frank snorted.
"With tits like hers she doesn't need any."
"I don't like fuckin' dead bodies."
"Stick a cattle prod up her ass then. That'll make her dance."
Amanda was brought in. She spent some minutes sucking and licking Ashley's pussy, cleaning it out. Then Frank fucked the new girl. After he had dropped his load Amanda moved in again and sucked her cunt clean for Bill. Ashley accepted it all passively.
"I think we should do something to wake this bitch up," Frank said.
They lifted her and dragged her to one of the stands. It was a simple straight wooden slab about four feet high. The placed the dull eyed girl back against it, then locked her legs tight to the bottom. They pulled her arms straight down the other side, behind her, and locked them in place too.
Frank and Jack then moved up in front of her, each clutching a ping pong paddle in his hand. The grinned at each other and Jack raised his, then swung it down hard. There was a loud crack of noise as the flat wooden paddle made contact with the round tit orb, then the girl shrieked in agony as her tit bounced and jerked.
Frank raised his and swung it down on her other tit, with similar results. Jack swung, then Frank, then Jack, then Frank. It was slow and deliberate, each waiting for the other one's tit to stop bouncing and jiggling, and for the girl's screams to tail off into whimpers and sobs before swinging.
With her tits a dark, angry red, they halted while Bill turned a wheel in back. The chains binding Ashley's wrists pulled down, forcing her arms back and down further and further, forcing her to bow back painfully, her aching breasts thrusting up and out hard.
Jack and Frank put down their paddles as Bill picked up one of the riding crops. Frank chose a light, three foot long cane, while Jack hefted a cat O' nine tails.
Bill moved in first, raising the crop and then slashing it down on the girl's right breast. She screamed in pain as it tore into her already boiling, tortured tit orb. He swung again, this time striking the nipple directly. Her scream was even louder.
Bill moved aside and Frank swung the cane, cutting her left breast in half as it sank through the soft meat to her ribs. Her tit bounced and wobbled as it responded, and her wail of agony made his cock throb.
Jack slashed the cat down, setting fire to her tit as the nine tails lashed across the aching, swollen mammary. The entire stand jerked violently as she tried to tear free, her screams now that of a wild animal in agony.
Bill took his turns, this time on her other breast, then Frank, then Jack, then they repeated again, and again, and again. Twice the girl lost consciousness and had to be revived with smelling salts.
Finally they pulled her free of the stand, binding her wrists behind her back. She was bent far over so her red tits hung down below her like udders, then Bill pulled a rope up against her chest, one with two wide, round loops for her breasts. He pressed them flat against her ribs before pulling them as tight as he could.
One of the chains was lowered in front of the weeping girl and the hook that was attached was placed under the rope in the center of her chest. They stood back then, letting the swaying, dazed girl be supported by the rope around her tits.
Then Jack began to raise the chain, slowly, very slowly. The girl's sobs grew louder, more heartfelt. She began to cry out in pain, then agony as the chain lifted her off her toes. She would have thrashed wildly but every tiny movement brought agony to her breasts.
The ropes cut into them cruelly as the fat, round orbs took all her weight. Each of them had a thought that they might actually tear off, but they managed to hold, though their coloring turned even darker red. The girl's weeping was steady, but low, as if she didn't dare to do more. Even her breathing was very, very shallow as she tried to keep absolutely still.
Jack stepped forward, raised his foot and slammed it into her ass, shoving her forward. She swung back and forth on the chain, screaming in pain as her tits were yanked and twisted and torn at by the rope.
"You're gonna tear those tits off if you don't watch out," Bill said.
"There's lots of cunt meat out there," Jack said.
They watched her swing for a minute, then cut her down. Each of them fucked her once more, then she was locked in a small cell with Amanda, who was ordered to teach her how to be a good slut.
Helen quivered in anticipation as she entered the garage. It had been two days since she'd had her little session with the blonde. She'd waited for Frank to bring it up, and when he didn't, had watched carefully for some sign that he knew, but there was nothing. She'd analyzed every movement, every expression for a double entendre, but found nothing at all.
Was it possible the little slut hadn't even told him? Why would she keep something like that a secret?
Of course, then she got the idea that Frank and his asshole friends were setting her up, that they were waiting until she paid another visit to jump her, but she'd called Frank at work on the earphone just after parking. He was there, alright, and she doubted he'd let his buddies ambush her without him there to enjoy it.
Helen had jerked off several times while remembering what she'd done to the little blonde, and what the blonde had done to her. She'd made the girl lick her off several times, until she was too weak to stand and had to sit in a chair and pull her feet up, pulling the girl in between her thighs.
The slut hadn't complained about anything, not even when Helen had slapped her face a couple of times. She was as obedient as could be. She considered telling Karen Wright, Bill's wife, about what was going on here. Karen had sort of hinted a few times about how she thought Helen was sexy, but Helen had never followed up on it. Karen was too pushy, too smart mouthed for her liking.
What she liked was this nice, obedient little blonde and her talented tongue. She wondered if she could toss Frank out on his ass and bring the blonde in to live with her.
She went downstairs and unlocked the steel door, then locked it behind her. She checked the first room, then, because she was watching for a trap, checked the closets and small rooms along the way, even though they were, for some reason, bolted shut from the outside.
The first two were empty, but when she opened the third she got a surprise. It was the blonde, she thought at first, but then she realized it wasn't, well, it was, but it wasn't. It was another blonde.
This one was shorter, with big, really big breasts that were, for some reason, all red and bruised. The room the blonde was in wasn't really a closet. It was just a room that hid a big old water or sewer pipe that ran straight up from the floor and disappeared through the roof. There were some dials and gauges off to the right, but mainly, there was the pipe.
And the girl.
The blonde was tied to the pipe, boy was she tied.
Her back was pressed to the pipe. Her arms were above her head and pulled back around behind the pipe and apparently tied there. Her feet were pulled back around the pipe too, or at least to the sides, and tied there. Rope criss crossed her chest a couple of times, mashing her full, fat, red tits out hard.
Rope also wound around her tiny throat, linking that to the pipe, and around her waist, and around her thighs, cutting up hard against her pussy to jerk her legs hard to the sides and bind them tightly to the pipe. She was absolutely motionless, as was to be expected, and absolutely naked.
She stared up at Helen without saying anything. Helen looked right back, wondering what to do. If this slut was as obedient as the other one she could have plenty of fun. On the other hand, it looked like it was going to be an effort to get all that rope off, then get it all back on again so Frank wouldn't know.
She closed the door again, leaving the girl in the dark. She moved to the next door and opened that. That was more of a real closet and Amanda was in it. She was laying on her belly, her hands and feet pulled up tight behind her and tied together.
Helen dragged her out and pulled the ball gag out of her mouth.
"Hello there, slut. Glad to see me?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Did you mention me to any of the others?"
"No, ma'am."
"Who's the slut in the next closet?"
"I don't know, ma'am."
"She's short, has blonde hair, and big tits."
"That's Ashley."
"Where did she come from?"
"Jack got her yesterday."
"Why?"
"To replace Lisa."
"Is she the same as you?"
Amanda blinked her eyes for a second, wondering what she meant, then decided she meant was Ashley as slut whore like her.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Well, maybe we should include her in our fun, hmmm?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Helen examined how the girl was tied up so she could replace the ropes, then went into the main work room and got a knife. She cut the slender blonde free, then went to the other closet and cut Ashley free. She pushed both girls ahead of her into the work room, her pussy starting to bubble with heat at the prospect of enjoying two gorgeous little sluts.
She really was going to have to tell Karen about this.
She had both girls kneel on the floor, then stripped off the dress she was wearing. She'd come prepared, unlike the other day. Under the dress she wore an almost completely transparent teddy, with a studded leather belt to add a menacing touch. She had thigh high leather boots with long spiked heels, and long leather bloves. Her hair was pulled back tightly in a bun behind her head, and she had leather collar around her neck.
She picked up a long slim whip and held it menacingly over the two little blondes, then ordered them onto all fours. She made the crawl around in slow circles, wiggling their asses while they moved, then, too aroused for more play, she sat back in a chair, drew her legs up to her chest and ordered the two girls to suck her off.
They did, of course, taking turns, pushing both their little pink tongues into her snatch, sucking and lapping at her cunt hole and clitty and even her asshole. She hadn't even had to order them to stuff their tongues up her asshole, they'd done it automatically.
What little darlings, she sighed to herself.
Two hot little tongues soon made her cum, and she was able to carry on with her play. She found a double headed dildo on a shelf and slid one end into each Amanda's pussy, then had her back up against Ashley's ass cheeks. The other end of the twenty inch rubber cock fit snugly into Ashley's pussy.
Helen watched, entranced, as they two girls slapped asses together, riding their pussies up and down the dildo. she especially loved the way Ashley's big tits swung back and forth below her as she moved.
"What happened to your tits to make them so red, slut?" she asked.
"They whipped them," she said dully.
"Whipped them? With what?"
She kept slapping her ass back at Amanda, but still seemed to shrug. "All sorts of stuff. Then they hung me from a rope around my tits."
Helen blanched at the thought, her face screwing up in sympathy as she imagined her own large breasts beaten and tortured. "Oh, my. I bet that hurt. No wonder they're all black and blue and red. I would never do that. Trust a man to whip a girl's breasts."
Still, as much as the idea appalled her, she found the idea exciting, and couldn't help wishing she'd been here to watch the blonde girl swinging from her tits.
She took the double dildo out of their cunts and had Amanda slip on a strap-on dildo, then slid the double headed dildo up her own pussy and pumped it in and out while Ashley sucked on her clitty. Amanda then climbed up on Ashley's back and slid her dildo up the new girl's pussy, fucking with a steady motion as Ashley licked Helen to another cum.
She got up then and had the girls stand up and hug tightly. She tied Ashley's right ankle to Amanda's left, then tied Ashley's left ankle to Amanda's right. She tied them again around the upper legs just below their buttocks, then wound rope around their waists and necks, finally she had them put their arms around one another and bound their wrists together ... Ashley's behind Amanda, and Amanda, behind Ashley.
As a final touch she picked up the twenty inch double headed dildo. It was hard rubber, but not that hard. It was pliable, bendable. She knelt and slid the thing up into Ashley's pussy, then bent it almost in half and inserted the other half up Amanda's cunt.
The thing had a lot of spring in it and kept trying to straighten, but she held it in place as she slowly forced it up into the two teenager's pussies.
Then she stood up and ordered them to make love. They began to kiss each other wetly, and run their hands up and down each other's backs and buttocks. That was about all they could do, that and grind their pussies on the dildo.
Helen picked up the long black whip and slashed it down against Amanda's back. The girl cried out in pain, the force of the blow throwing her against Ashley. Ashley held her, but slid her hands down onto the other girl's ass to get them away from the whip.
Which was futile of course. Helen slashed the whip across Amanda's back several more times, then moved around and began to whip Ashley's back. Each blow sent a shiver of lust and heat and excitement through her body, making her feel omnipotent, all powerful.
She shifted back to Amanda, slashing the whip across the slender girl's ass cheeks repeatedly, then moved around and began to attack Ashley's ass flesh.
The two blonde teenagers continued to stroke and kiss each other, continued to grind their pussies around the thick round rubber prick up inside them. Each hot, searing flash of pain threw one against the other, and drew a cry of pain, then a moan or a whimper as the affected girl continued to tongue the other.
Every time she felt the whip slash across one of their backs Helen felt a jolt of power, of sexual desire so powerful she couldn't resist it. She just HAD to swing her arm one more time, again and again, until it was too tired to lift again and both girls were covered with criss-crossing red welts from the backs of their knees to their necks.
Only once did she stop during the whipping, when the buzzing and quivering of her pussy grew so great that she knew she was about to cum, then she stuffed the handle of the whip up her cunt and pumped wildly as she arched her back and groaned in ecstasy.
When she untied the girls they clung together whimpering and trembling, then Ashley slowly fell away, tearing the dildo free of Amanda's hole. She sank to her knees, then, clutching Amanda's legs for a long moment, slid sideways and fell on her belly on the floor.
Amanda dropped to her knees then and sank down onto her heels, shuddering and quivering as she hugged herself and wept.
But Helen, too excited to be restrained, gripped both by the hair and forced them to their knees in front of her, then made them lick her off four times in the space of ten minutes.