"You made me come, you shit!" She gave an unearthly scream and collapsed, rubbing her aching tits again.
"Now, go get the bench." Zane calmly took another drink of his beer. "More of that and you'll be in real trouble."
Sobbing and gasping, Roxanne crawled over the floor, into the other room.
"See, that's what we want." Lance's hands were still rubbing over Natalie's ass. "Now tell me how much you'd love to get up on that table and show us what a great body you have."
"Never, never, you sadist."
"Okay, it's your ass," he grinned.
"No!" Natalie gasped, but he was standing back from her and the cane whistled through the air, lashing another stripe across her ass. She gasped and hung on the ropes, agony surging all over her body.
"Well, lookee at that," said Lance with great amusement. "Your panties tore."
Natalie could feel it. Over her throbbing ass, the thin material had torn, and a great strip of material was hanging off. She moaned and twisted, trying to see, but she could hardly move at all.
Roxanne came back in, still on her knees, moaning with the pain in her tits, but pushing a strange thing that made Natalie sick to look at.
It was a small contraption, on skids like a sled. The main padded length was at a fairly steep angle and would only reach to just under Roxanne's tits. From near the bottom, a thick dildo rammed out of the sloping surface and even Natalie could understand how it would be used. She sobbed as she watched the crawling woman.
"Ooooooh," Cherie crooned as she leaned against Matt, her pussy still sucking gently on his half soft cock. "This is gonna be great."
"Enough of that, Matt!" snapped Zane. "Come here and help with this bitch. She's gonna need her ass warmed, I know her."
"Sure thing." Matt lifted Cherie off his cock. It was slick with cum and pussy juices.
"Ohhh, Daddy, do you have to use him? I was getting him hard again," Cherie protested.
"Yes," said Zane, "and clean his cock off, it's disgusting."
"Ooooh, yes, Daddy!" Cherie sank obediently to her knees. She took Matt's cock in her skillful hands, sliding it between her lips, her hot tongue licking all the cum and goo into her welcoming mouth. Matt's cock got stiffer by the second as she worked, and, by the time she had licked off the last of the cum, it was as thick and hard as before.
"He's not going to whip his mother? No!" Natalie moaned as she saw Matt push Cherie away, pick up the cat and walk over to where Roxanne moaned before her husband, waiting for his command.
Lance laughed softly in her ear. "Don't you think Roxanne's a bit young to be his real mother? More like a step-mother if you ask me. Anyway, how about getting up on that table and stripping far me, huh?"
"Noooo, you beast, no!" Natalie gasped. Her head spun. She had no idea if he was telling her the truth, about anything that went on in this house. She groaned in pain as Lance ran his hand back, over her ass.
"Watch this, 'cause I really like it, and that's gonna be you soon."
"No, I won't, I – ohhhhh!" Natalie shrieked as he stepped back and lashed her with the thin cane again.
"Watch!" he ordered.
Through mists of pain, Natalie watched. Slowly, giving low, guttural moans, Roxanne leaned against the padded slope of the bench and spread her thighs around it. Then she slid up, until her pussy was running over the bulbous tip of the dildo. It was a full foot of hard rubber, sticking up, shaped like an enlarged cock. If they ever tried to get her to do that, Natalie knew she would die.
"Get it in, Mom!" Matt whipped the cat across Roxanne's straining ass.
"Yaahhhh!" Roxanne screamed, her hips jerking, the massive bulbous cock slipping between her wet pussy lips.
"See that, now ain't that great?" Lance whispered into Natalie's terrified ear.
"Deeper, Mom!" Matt snapped and the cat lashed into Roxanne's ass again.
Roxanne moaned, her hips convulsing, her pussy ramming up and down on the thick rubber prick. At each jerk the dildo rammed deeper into her hot curt, stretching her pussy lips wider, invading her fuck channel.
"Ready to strip for me?" asked Lance.
"Ohhh, leave me alone, let me down!" Natalie moaned. Her arms ached and her legs were painfully pulled apart.
The cane lashed her ass as the cat landed on Roxanne's heaving cheeks. Their twin screams rang around the room as the dildo sank almost entirely into Roxanne's hot cunt and Natalie tossed in desperation on the ropes.
"Here, let me help." Cherie climbed out of the chair, letting her short skirt fall back over her thighs, but keeping her top under her thrusting tits. She caressed her nipples as she walked over, grinning nastily at the bound librarian.
"Whip her!" she demanded.
The cane lashed Natalie's ass and she leaped, screaming on the ropes. But Cherie was very close, and moved closer, sliding an arm around Natalie's neck, her young tits pressing into Natalie's body, rubbing softly, even as the cane landed again, lashing another deep line of red agony into the bound girl's ass.
"Now, tell us how you'd love to strip for us," Cherie whispered. To Natalie's horror she ran her hand down, between Natalie's wide stretched legs, and caressed her pussy through the thin panties.
"Ohhh stop that, stop it!" Natalie screamed as the cane whipped into her ass cheeks again.
"Wouldn't you love to strip?" Cherie's mouth was close to Natalie's ear, licking and sucking at her neck, so gently, as gently as her fingers played with Natalie's pussy. "Wouldn't you love to see the men watching you? See their cocks getting hard, ready to ram right up your pussy?"
Cherie was getting turned on herself, but she kept up the soft caress as the whip cut into Natalie's ass.
Natalie gasped, pain rushing over her whole body. "Stop it. Don't do that, it's perverted."
"You mean you don't want to suck my pussy?" Cherie said breathlessly.
Her fingers dug into Natalie's clit and the cane whipped into Natalie's ass at the same moment. Natalie screamed and jerked, forcing Cherie's fingers into the entrance of her cunt, even through the panties.
Natalie gasped. A terrible, strange passion was developing out of the contact. She went cold, sweat breaking out all over her body as she struggled on the ropes. Her hips jerked and the cane whipped her ass flesh, lashing so hard that her panties were cut again.
"Watch Roxanne," Cherie whispered. "She wants it more than any of us. Watch her." She kept up the soft caress, her fingers sliding inside Natalie's panties that now hung, half off her tortured ass.
"Ohoooo!" Natalie sobbed.
Cherie took her by the chin and forced her head up, making her watch the degrading scene being played out.
Matt lashed Roxanne, driving her cunt right down the length of the thick rubber dildo. Roxanne's body heaved against the sloping bar, leaning on it as she spread her thighs and worked the dildo harder into her hot pussy.
"Undo my pants." Zane was leaning back, watching his wife's agony.
With a deep sob, Roxanne reached up, her tits still heaving with the agony of the clamps on her nipples, and worked Zane's zipper down. She gave a low guttural scream as the whip landed on her ass and her whole body twitched, her cunt ramming deep on the dildo.
"My boots," said Zane.
Roxanne gave a gurgling scream as she reached for Zane's boots and pulled them off, her body pressed hard into the padded sloping bench. Most of her weight was on the thick cock in her cunt, and her body pulsed as it rammed high into her body. At each downward heave, Matt lashed her ass again, getting a low moan of pain and lust from the struggling wife.
"Jeans," said Zane.
He didn't help at all as Roxanne struggled, pulling his jeans down his legs. Matt lashed her ass and the dildo rammed higher and harder into her cunt. She pulled them down, and at last got them off. By now her ass was beet red, lashed by the steady beat of the cat. With a guttural sigh of lust, she pulled Zane's cock to her mouth, licking and sucking at the massive thick length of prick.