Chapter 5
Lily was more than willing to have Jerry fuck her, and he couldn't have been happier.
He untied her, and laid her down on the floor. Then, as he had started to get undressed, she had told him that she wanted to do it for him. He had stood there, really feeling like he was the master over her.
When it came time to open his pants, after she had stripped off his shirt and T-shirt, and had gotten onto her knees.
Then, as she had opened his pants and let them slide down around his legs, she had moved her mouth to his cock, and had kissed the head of it.
Jerry had known then that she was a real cocksucker at heart, and he wondered what would happen to her after she and her sister went back to live home. Unless she could make herself stronger, Leslie was sure to keep the girl a lesbian, at least at night, when the two of them would go to bed together.
He started to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, and he wasn't at all sure if he could trust her, because she was just not strong.
She started to lick her way down his shaft, and he loved it when she sucked both of his balls into her mouth, and jerked on his shaft at the same time. He could feel the way his cock was starting to pulsate a bit.
Then, he pulled out, and he laid her back on the floor. He spread her legs wide and moved his cock right into her cunt.
He could feel the way her cunt walls started to spasm around his cock, and he loved the pleasures that flowed through his body as it happened.
"Yes," she started to moan. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder."
"And what will happen to you when I do that?" he asked her. "You'll come harder, but will you remember it later?"
"Of course," she said to him. "A girl always remembers the first man to fuck her. I think that every girl has to remember the first one."
"Perhaps, and perhaps not," he told her, and he thought about Leslie.
Because of the way that she had been raped by her father, she most certainly would always remember the first man to take her, and since the memory of the experience would be horrible, chances were good she would never take another man.
"I know all about you and your sister," he started to say to her. "I know all about the way you and she fuck around with each other. You told me that you are the less aggressive one, and it shows."
He kept thrusting, and even though she was getting into the feeling of the pleasures, she was still very curious about what he was saying.
"How do you know all of this?" she asked him. "You act almost as if you know my sister. Do you know my sister? Is she here?"
"Yes," Jerry decided to tell her. "I have her in another room. I was already with her, and I was going to fuck her."
Lily started to moan then, and she could feel the way her cunt was spasming around his cock all over again. She loved the way that it was feeling, and she thrust herself upwards as he pulled back, just so his dick would be buried in her cunt as deep as it could possibly go, while she was coming around it.
"Do you know that your sister is not a virgin?" he asked Lily.
"No," she said to him. "Leslie never told me about being with any man. She just told me that she never wanted me to be with a man. Why, that lying bitch. She lied to me. She's felt the pleasures of a cock, and didn't want me to feel it."
Jerry moved his lips to Lily's, and kissed her hard. He knew that she was getting too upset, and he kept flicking his tongue in and out of her mouth, until he was sure that he had managed to calm her down.
Once that happened, he started to thrust in and out of her again, at a nice, steady rate. He kept thinking that he could probably fuck her cunt for the longest time, and that she would certainly love it, too.
"It was your father," he said to Lily, and she gasped.
"Daddy! He took her. I can't believe that he would do something like that to her."
"Took her is right," Jerry said. "He forced himself on her, years back, and she was just too scared to tell you. He forced her to take him in, and I'm sure that it must have been a horrid experience for her."
She was crying, and he knew that she was thinking about her sister.
The pity that he felt emanating from her was nice, and proved how much she had to love her sister, but Jerry couldn't help think that it was also something of a threat. After all, if Lily's pity could grow enough, she might really feel sorry enough for her sister, to the point where she herself might give up men, too.
After all, it seemed like Leslie could turned Lily on with her oral sex.
"Leslie always said that men were all alike," Lily started to moan. "You seem different. I don't know why. But other men are probably like my father."
He thrust his cock into her deeper, and felt the way he was starting to throb. He knew that he didn't want to come right away. He had to hold back.
"And what does that mean?" he asked her. "Are you thinking of not being with other men? Are you thinking of being your sister's love always."
"I don't know," she said. "I'm confused. Can't we just stop talking, and then you can talk to me later about it? I want to feel your cock pulsating inside of me, and that's the only thing that I want to think about."
He closed his eyes, and started to thrust faster. He could feel the way his cock was starting to throb in her cunt, and he loved it.
He knew that he could be coming so soon if he wanted to.
When he closed his eyes, he started to think about Geri.
He would never forget her, because she had turned out to be someone special.
She was a lovely black-haired girl, with large-cone-shaped tits, whose nipples would get stiff under the slightest touch. In her own way, she was lucky that she could come so hard, with very little being done to her.
She was lucky, Jerry recalled, because her husband was a sadist. Her husband had called Jerry, when he had seen Jerry's trained wife ad, and he had asked the man if Jerry would be able to make his wife a masochist.
"I'm cutting down on what I would really want to do to her," the man had said. "She doesn't even know the way that I feel about her. I love her, and all, but I want to be able to abuse her, and I want to make her love it."
"I've handled things like that before," Jerry had said. "I don't think that her case should be so hard to handle. Bring her over."
Jerry had been happy to see how lovely she was, and after she had been drugged, her had tied her up, and hung her with her hands over her head.
Then, when she had awoke, he had started to whip her a little bit. Since she was such a hot broad, the warm feeling of the leather on her flesh was making her come the slightest bit, and Jerry loved the way she had moaned.
However, he and her husband had had a long talk, and Jerry had known that he was not hitting her anywhere near as hard as her husband would.
He had had to start light, with some light whippings, before he had been able to move on to the heavier things.
After he had had her coming, he had started to whip her harder.
She had been very confused, until he had explained to her what he was doing. It was rare that he would tell a lady why she was there, because he knew that if a lady had some idea of why she was being kept a prisoner, she might try to fight whatever training Jerry had to put her through.
However, with Geri, he had sensed it would be different. After all, the girl was a hot bitch, and that was working in her favor.
He was sure that if she loved her husband enough, she would be more than willing to become a masochist, and from the way her husband had talked, Jerry knew that the two of them were still very much in love.
And so, he had told her that her husband liked to see her bound and whipped, and that was the man's biggest fantasy, and Geri had been happy to hear it. Of course, she hadn't realized that Jerry was doing it all in preparation for the harder whipping, where he would be cutting 'into her flesh with the leather.
When that had happened, she had groaned a little bit, and had told him how much he was hurting her. He mentioned that he was just doing it for fun.
"Bob's going to be doing it for his own pleasure. Learn to love it, and he'll end up loving you much more because of it."
And soon, he had been whipping her back into something of a bloody pulp, and he could still see the juices running down her thighs. He knew that he had taught her how to love being whipped, by starting light, and working his way up hard.
But then, there had been other things. He had worked with fire, to get her turned on when a candle was close to her cunt.
He had dripped wax all over her flesh, and she had been writhing from it.
Then, about three days later, he had called up Bob, to tell the man that his wife was f ready, and that she would be a true masochist from that day on.
Their arrangement had been for five thousand dollars, and of course, Bob had been very skeptical about it having worked. He told Jerry that he wanted to see his wife in action, inflicting pain upon her own person.
Jerry knew that his work was being put to the test, but he knew that he would have to let her do it anyway, just to show Bob that his tricks really worked. And so, he had placed Geri on the large, concrete table.
He had chained her legs to the side of the table, so that the cuffs around her ankles kept her, so she had to keep her legs spread wide. Then, he had put a metal piece around her waist, and locked it, so that she couldn't stand up.
The stick was between her legs, and the ragged blade was sticking out toward her cunt. He placed the string connected to the stick in her hand.
"When you pull this blade, you will feel this thing cutting into your flesh," he said to her. "If you concentrate on all the nice things happening around you, I'm sure that you will be able to endure that pain."
"But why should I even try?" she had asked him, and he had smiled.
"Because I am asking you to do it. I want you to do it."
Geri had started to pull on the string, but he had pulled her hand away.
"Later. You sit here and wait for me to give you the orders to do it, and you don't do it until you hear them, all right?"
Then, Jerry had waited for her husband to arrive. When he did, he had let the man sit in a room with a one way mirror, and then he had walked into the torture room so that he could stand right next to Geri.
"All right, dear. I love pain. I love watching a young bitch in pain, and I love it even more when she inflicts it upon her own person. Let me see you do it."
She took hold of the string, and pulled on it, and Jerry remembered the way the blade had been moving right toward her cunt. Within seconds, it was between her cunt lips, and he could see the way that Geri was even starting to thrust herself back and forth against the blade. She was moaning loud, and her nipples were throbbing hard enough so that Jerry was able to see how turned on she was.
He had her fuck herself with the ragged blade for a few minutes, and then he had pulled it out of her cunt.
When he had gone back into the room to see Bob, he had not been surprised to see that the man had been playing with himself, and had shot a thick load of white come right onto the mirror, while watching his wife.
She had passed the test, and Bob had been more than willing to pay.
Now, as he was fucking Lily, he couldn't help but think that he would have to put the girl to come kind of a test.
Thinking about Geri made his cock start to pulsate even harder inside of the young girl, and it was not long before he was shooting his come into her cunt. He could feel the way she was thrusting herself up and down against him, so that his cock kept moving inside of her, and he loved the way it was feeling.
Then, after he had come, he pulled out of her, and stood up.
"You wait here," he said to her. "You wait right here."
He walked out of the room, and locked the door, just in case she tried to get out. He had locked her in, to keep her captive.
Then, he walked down the hall toward the room where Leslie was.
As he walked in, he could see the way the girl was heaving a sigh of relief, and he started to untie the cord around her nipples.
Then, he uncuffed her hands, but when she tried to pull free, he pulled her hands behind her back and cuffed them together. As he pushed her ahead of him, he started to move his fingers up and down her body.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked. "Why are you torturing me like this? I don't understand it. I never did anything bad to you. Please. Don't hurt me."
He pushed her down the hall, and then unlocked the door where Lily was.
As he opened the door, he saw Lily sitting in the corner. She looked over at her sister, and at first, she seemed to be angry. But then, Jerry thought, Lily must have been remembering what he had told her about their father, and the way that their father had raped Leslie.
For suddenly, Lily started to smile, and then, there seemed to be a bit of a tear forming in one of her eyes.
He unchained Leslie's hands, and then, cuffed them to the hanging chains on the wall. He was sure that if he left her untied, she would try to escape.
Once she was chained to the wall, he stood there right next to her, and he held his arms up over his head. He looked down at his limp cock, and kept thinking that if he was hard, he might be able to lure her over.
"All right now, Lily," he said to her. "You are free to come to one of us, or the other, or both. Come along."
Lily looked at him standing there, naked and hairy, and then she looked over at her sister, who was also as naked as he was.
She looked at the difference between their bodies. She liked the strong look of his chest, and the way that his pubic patch looked so matted.
She liked the way that her sister's tits looked also, heaving up and down. Then, she looked up at her sister's cunt, and liked it, too.
She was torn. She had only sucked on his cock once, and had liked it. She had let him fuck her once, too, and it had been good. She started to wonder, however, if a man would be a sure thing. After all, she knew that Leslie was.
She had been with her sister so many times, that she knew Leslie would turn her on each time that they were together. She wondered about him, though. Would he be able to turn her on the next time that they were together?
Lily stood up, and she started to move closer to them. Jerry kept his eyes right on hers, and he could see how torn she was.
"I want you both," she said to him. "I want you both. I can't decide between one or the other. It isn't fair. It's just not fair."
"It's a matter of whether you want to do the right thing, or the wrong thing," Jerry said to her. "One of them is looked at as being normal in our culture, and the other one is thought of as being quite abnormal. You get to decide, Lily. You get to decide if you want to be a freak, or just like everyone else."
"It's not a freaky thing to do," Leslie started to scream. "It's not a freaky thing at all. A woman loving a woman is as normal as a man loving a woman."
"For the woman," Jerry said. "But nor for men."
Lily reached out and took a hold of his cock first. She started to rub her hand up and down the shaft, letting her fingers dance along the underside of his cock. She liked the throbbing vein that she could feel there.
Then, she knew that she had to taste it once more.
She sunk down to her knees in front of him, and started to move her mouth to his cock. She sucked the whole thing into her mouth, easily, since he was still limp, and she started to suck harder, flicking her tongue all over his shaft.
He moaned loud, and he turned and looked at Leslie. She was staring at him with a great deal of hostility, and he decided to try and turn her on.
He moved his fingers to her cunt, and began to massage her. When she didn't seem to respond, he managed to bend over a little bit. He moved his mouth to her cunt, and started to lick her red, wet cunt lips. When he felt the way she was getting wetter, he spread her lips wider apart, and began to suck on her clit.
He flicked his tongue back and forth over it, at the same time.
As Jerry tasted the flow of juices into his mouth, he could sense that Lily was not sucking his cock as well as she could.
He pulled his mouth away, from Leslie', and looked down at the.girl.
She had pulled her mouth away from his cock then, and was still massaging it.
"You're licking her. I don't see what's wrong with me licking her, when there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you doing it."
"There is nothing wrong with licking -a cunt," he said to Lily. "But if that's all that you want to do, then it is wrong. If you want to love a cock, and a cunt, then it's all right, as long as the cock comes first."
"Bullshit," Leslie said to her sister. "He's telling you all this so that you'll do whatever he wants you to do."
And Jerry had an idea then, and he thought about it because of what he had done with Kathy and her husband Mike.
"We'll put her to the test," he said to Leslie. "We'll let her do you while I'm doing her, and see who wins with her."
He started to move behind Lily's body, and he ran his hands over her soft buttocks. He could feel how wet they were, and he liked them that way.
He started to move his cock toward her cunt, from behind, and he was happy to feel how wet she was. He was able to slide his cock right into her, and as he did, he slid his hand around to the front of her body.
He moved his fingers into her cunt, and started to wiggle her clit back and forth.
Jerry knew that she was turned on, not only because of the wetness inside of her cunt, but because of the way her knees were buckling.
He could see the way that it was happening, and feel it, too. He had to hold her up, otherwise, he was sure, she would have fallen on her stomach.
"Lick your sister's cunt, and see if that turns you on as much as my fucking you does," he said to Lily. "Go on and do it."
He looked into Leslie's eyes, and he knew that Leslie hated him. He knew that Leslie could see the pleasure that he was sending through Lily's body already, and he was sure that the blonde girl was quite upset.
Jerry started to think that Leslie might have been jealous. After all, chances were good that she would never be able to take a cock in her cunt without feeling some kind of pain, unless, of course, she went through therapy, to try and overcome it.
He watched the way Lily started to spread her sister's cunt lips wide open, and then the girl was moving her lips around Leslie's clit. She started to suck on it, and Leslie began to moan out loud.
"Oh God, that feels nice. That feels so nice, Lily. You've never really licked me this well before. You're really putting more into it than ever."
And Jerry was sure it was because of the way he was fucking Lily, and keeping her turned on. He was sure that it had to be the reason.
"I wish I could get into a cock the way that you're getting into it," Leslie moaned, and then, she smiled at Jerry. "Maybe it might happen some day. Maybe it will happen for me, like it happened for you, and I'll be able to forget all about Daddy, and the way that he hurt me. Maybe. Maybe."
She started to moan loud, and Jerry could see that Leslie was looking right at his thrusting cock, at the same time that she was moaning.
He was sure that she would want a cock one day, and he was happy about it.
But for now, he was happy that he had made Lily a regular cock lover, although, he started to think about something.
He thrust in and out of her cunt even harder, wiggling her clit faster with his fingers, and he kept thinking about their father.
He knew what he would tell them when he was finished with them. It would be out of the ordinary, for he never liked to give his young clients his phone number. But in their case, he would do it.
First, he would tell Lily that if their father ever tried to take her, she should call him immediately, and he would see to it that the man didn't lay a finger on her. He knew that he would always be able to threaten the man with what he had done to Leslie, something that he had already tried, which had proved successful.
Then, he would tell Leslie that if she ever had the urge for a cock, and it was his cock, she should call him, and she would be allowed over.
Jerry could feel the way his cock was starting to throb inside of her cunt then, and he thrust in and out of her even faster when it happened. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back past a certain point, and when he started to come inside of Lily, he had to support her even more, because her knees buckled that much more.
He kept himself inside of her for a long time, and then he started to pull out.
"Now listen, girls," he said to them both. "There's something that I want you to know. Number one, Lily, if your father ever ..."
And he could see the way their faces lit up as he gave each one the message. Then, he had to smile. He chalked up his happy look to two more successful bitches who had been trained by the master of masters.