He tapped the cane in his hand and chuckled sardonically. Natalie felt her whole body swirling with fear and horror as if she was twisting on the rope, turning endlessly under his steel gaze.
Still smiling, he lifted her dress, easing it up over her thighs. As Natalie wailed in horror, he tucked it into her belt, leaving her legs, ass and pussy revealed, open to whatever he wanted to do.
"Stop it, no!" Natalie wailed, her legs shaking with shame as they were exposed. "You horror, let me go!"
"Ohhh fuck!" He stepped back. "I knew they'd be this good. Hey look, boys, look at those legs."
"Wow!" Matt yelled as he leaned back, Cherie still rocking and pumping on his cock. "You got that right, Lance."
"Yeah!" Lance was grinning from ear to ear. "I bet the rest is as good, too."
"Nah." Matt was grinning, too.
"Tell ya what." Lance tapped the rod in his hand while Natalie stared at it, sobbing helplessly. "If it is, she sucks me; if it isn't, she sucks you, and, if we can't agree, she sucks both of us."
"Sounds fair enough," said Matt.
"You shit!" Cherie yelled at him. Her hips pounded up and down faster and harder. "Work my nipples, you fucker! I'm coming, coming hard!"
Lance grinned at his friend and walked around behind the struggling Natalie. She screamed and tried to twist around to see what he was doing, but her spread legs stopped her. She sobbed in helpless tenor as she felt his hand run over her panties, stroking her ass.
"Now, whore, you're gonna learn how to be a good girl."
"Please, don't please!" Natalie wept. "I'm not what you want, I don't like sex, honest; Cherie is the one you want, she can do it for you both, please, let me go."
"Honey, I got a hard-on the moment I saw you and I'm gonna have you, every way there is, I'm gonna cover you in cum and watch you lick it off." His hands ran between her legs, probing at the entrance to her pussy.
"You're disgusting!" Natalie's eyes were still seeing the horrible thin cane. "Please, let me go!"
Cherie screamed with release as she came, her tits bouncing even with the grip Matt had on her nipples, her whole body slamming up and down on his cock.
"You whore," he yelled, "you'll make me come, you know what your cunt's like." His hips thrust up out of the chair, heaving her higher and deeper onto his fucking prick.
"Ohhh yes," Cherie screamed. "Ohhh shoot right up me, ohhh do it, and then punish me, ohhh fuck, punish me!"
She came harder, heaving up and down on his throbbing cock.
"That did it, whore!" Matt yelled, "that did it!"
His hips jerked up and down, his cock pistoning into Cherie's hot, wet cunt as the blonde nympho screamed with passion, her pussy walls throbbing and sucking around his shooting prick.
Natalie shuddered as she felt the cane running across her ass. It was outside her panties, but she knew they wouldn't be any protection at all.
"Don't do it, please," she sobbed.
Lance laughed gently, then turned the cane and ran the thin tip inside her tight white briefs, probing between her ass cheeks, and pushing into the crack.
"Stop, you pervert!"
"Right," he breathed into her ear, "I like to make things last. So watch Roxanne and Zane, just you watch as I punish you, I'm gonna enjoy it so much."
Natalie choked with fear and horror. Everywhere she looked there was the most terrible depravity. In the chair, both Matt and Cherie were screaming with lust as they climaxed. Gobs of cum squeezed out of Cherie's cunt and into her tight, dark pussy hair. For some reason Natalie noticed that. Cherie wasn't a real blonde, perhaps she was Zane's daughter.
"Ohhh yeah!" Matt yelled. His prick shot the last of its load and he slumped back into the chair, his hips still jerking.
Cherie gasped and rammed her hot wet cunt over his oozing cock. "Not bad, fucker. You can still give a decent fuck."
But it was what Roxanne was doing that caused Natalie to sob louder, even as the thin cane probed lower, going between her helplessly spread legs, scratching over her pussy and digging for her cunt hole.
Roxanne had stripped as Zane ordered. Her luscious body, trembled as she knelt between Zane's knees. Her thighs were spread and her pussy hair dewy with drops of pussy juice.
"Hands up," commanded Zane.
Her mouth sobbing silently, Roxanne lifted her arms and put them behind her head, bending them at the elbows and stretching her tits out further. She gripped her hands together tightly, her tits bouncing and trembling as she stared at the tiny things in Zane's hands.
"Beg me," he whispered.
"Ohhhh, please, put clamps on my nipples." Roxanne gasped, her thighs trembling with fear and lust.
Natalie felt the cane slide put of her panties, but she hardly knew it. She stared in absolute horror. Very slowly Zane reached out and took Roxanne's tits, pinching her nipples until they stood out just right. Then he took one of the clamps and slid it over Roxanne's nipple bud. Roxanne trembled, her eyes staring at it.
Zane tightened the clamp. Roxanne moaned, her tit trembling with pain.
There was a faint sound and Natalie leapt on the ropes, an explosion of agony surging out of her ass. Lance had whipped her with the thin cane, driving a line of crimson pain into her flesh.
CHAPTER THREE
Natalie screamed, tossing helplessly on the ropes, her ass burning with the thin streak of red pain.
"Stop that, stop!"
She sobbed and screamed helplessly, her hands gripping the ropes she hung by, as hard as she could.
"Watch them!" Lance came up behind her again and ran his hands over her ass. "Did anybody ever tell you, you have the most delicious ass in the world?"
"You pervert!" Natalie sobbed, her eyes running with tears.
"Now that's naughty, and this is what naughty girls get."
"No, nooooo!" Natalie shrieked.
He stepped back and lashed the cane across her ass again, digging a thin line across her tight panties. Natalie's scream rang around the room.
Zane had his hands on Roxanne's tits, slowly kneading the soft heavy flesh as he played with her. Roxanne's low sobs could be heard as he fitted the other nipple clamp on his obedient wife. Her tits throbbed with pain, but she kept her hands up over her head, pushing back, her body shaking as the other clamp went around her nipple.
Zane tightened it until Roxanne gasped in pain and sagged, her tits trembling. Then he went to the one that was already on and tightened that, slowly turning the screw, digging the teeth of the clamps into Roxanne's sensitive tit flesh.
Roxanne screamed, her body tossing as the agony beat down her resistance. She fell to the floor, clutching and rubbing her tits, but she made no attempt to take the clamps off.
"Not bad." Zane picked up his beer and surveyed his moaning wife on the carpet. "Now get up and get the bench."
"Ohhhh!" Roxanne choked, her hands rubbing around the clamps, trying to get some relief to her nipples.
"Now that's what we mean by a good girl," Lance whispered into Natalie's ear.
"You, you sadist!" Natalie sobbed, her legs straining against the bonds on her ankles.
"Watch, whore." Lance ran his hand over her ass again and Natalie trembled, shrinking from his touch.
To Natalie's honor and amazement, Roxanne started to climax. She rolled on the carpet, one hand caressing her tits, but the other one digging between her legs, rolling her clit. With a deep shudder she heaved up, her legs shaking while she finger fucked herself into a fury.
"You bastard, you heap of shit!" Roxanne screamed, her body writhing on the floor.
But her hand blurred over her clit and the other one pulled at the clamps, viciously twisting them into her nipples, forcing more pain into her tortured body. She shrieked, her body convulsing.