"I love it, I love it!" Natalie wept, her whole ass throbbing and straining around the steel heel.
"That's good," said Roxanne, "because there's a lot of cocks going up there, you know how men love fuckin' asses."
She twisted her heel in Natalie's convulsing shitter while the helpless librarian sobbed and twitched on the carpet.
"Okay, boys, untie her," Roxanne said.
"Oooh gimme a moment!" Cherie gasped. "I'm gonna come, she can wait." Her hips heaved back at Matt's cock as he rode her, and her hot mouth sank down over Lance's throbbing prick.
"Ohhh sure, boys!" Roxanne rammed her heel into Natalie's ass again. "I can keep this up for a bit. Don't come though, I want full cocks for this one." Brutally, she fucked her heel in and out of Natalie's ass as Cherie gave a series of great heaving shrieks and came, her mouth sucking at Lance's cock, while her throbbing pussy rammed harder at Matt's massive prick.
"Too late!" Lance yelled. "How the fuck do you think we can hold out with this whore?" He leaned back as his cock throbbed and pulsed in Cherie's hot mouth.
"Jeezus!" Matt bellowed. "This cunt's unfuckin' believable!"
His hips pistoned in and out of Cherie's pussy while the little blonde nympho screamed and heaved with the orgasms surging over her.
"Oh well, fuck that. This one'll have to get you up again," Roxanne said, ramming her heel harder into Natalie's shifter.
Natalie clawed at the carpet, screaming in pain as the heel raped her ass and she sobbed at the desperate humiliation.
"Yeahhhhh!" Matt roared. "Here it comes, whore!"
His cock blurred at Cherie's cunt, throbbing as the first jet of his cum rushed down it and high into her sucking cunthole.
"Oooohhhh, fuck! That's good!"
His cock spouted cum all over Cherie's aching pussy walls, and her tight cunthole clutched at his prick, demanding every drop of cum.
"Ooohhh yes!" Cherie screamed. Her mouth slammed down on Lance's thick prick, working at it as a hot load of salty fuckjuice began to surge out of his balls and into her willing mouth. Her pussy slammed at Matt's cock, his swelling tide of cum began to diminish and he leaned forward, ramming his still hard cock at her as hard as he could.
"Come on, bitch!" he yelled. "Take it all." Cherie's screams of delight gushed out as the stream of goo poured out of Lance's cock and into her mouth. She sucked it up, swallowing, clutching his cockshaft, her mouth licking at the spouting stream of juice while her hands jerked his throbbing prick, squeezing all the cum out.
"Suck my cock!" Lance roared, ramming his spouting cock deeper into Cherie's mouth.
She gurgled, sucking and licking, swallowing all his seed until he was just dribbling cum from his cockshaft and Cherie moaned with satisfaction.
"You boys finished?" Roxanne asked, ramming her heel back into Natalie's shit hole.
"Yeah!" Matt gasped. "Fuck, that was good." He eased his cock out of Cherie's still sucking cunt.
"Good," Roxanne said. She pulled her heel out of Natalie's ass and the blonde sobbed as her ass jerked with relief.
Lance pulled his cock out of Cherie's grasp.
Roxanne walked to Natalie's sobbing face. She shaved her slick, goo-covered heel at Natalie's mouth.
"Lick it clean," she said.
Natalie nearly vomited on the carpet. She looked at the black heel of the shoe, slick with her ass juices. Roxanne dangled the whip in front of her face and, with a moan of helpless terror, the sobbing Natalie licked at the shoe, her tongue flicking over the black six-inch heel.
"Not bad." Roxanne worked her foot around so that Natalie could lick all of the heel. "Keep it up." Several times she inspected the shoe, then shoved it back for Natalie to lick some more of it.
"Okay," Roxanne said at last. "Up on the table."
It was almost a relief for Natalie. She scrambled up, her dress falling back over her stockinged legs. She almost lost her balance as she scrambled up onto the heavy kitchen table, but she recovered and crouched there. Her head spun as she saw that all of them were watching and waiting.
"Stand up!" Roxanne snapped.
Trembling all over, the earthy tastes of her own ass in her mouth, Natalie managed to stand.
"Hold your dress up." Roxanne was surveying her carefully. "And walk."
"L-like this?" Natalie whispered, lifting her dress just over her knees.
"You shittin' me?" Roxanne snarled. "Above your stockings, whore."
With a jerk, Natalie lifted the dress and held it at the top of her thighs.
"Y'know," Lance observed, "that chick's got real good legs, get her some shoes to go with em."
He leaned back in his chair, sliding his hand up and down his cock. It was hard again already and his eyes devoured Natalie as she trembled on the table.
"Hmmm, yeah, sounds good," Roxanne said, striding over to the closet in her own black spiked heels. She heaved a pair of white sling backed shoes at Cherie. "Try them on her."
Incredibly, Cherie still had her tiny denim skirt and top on. The top might as well have been off, since it was just about around her waist, exposing her thrusting tits completely. She stood under Natalie and grinned.
"Take those shoes off," she instructed.
Natalie was just glad that there wasn't any pain. She slipped her low-heeled shoes off and took the white spiked ones.
"Stand up!" Roxanne snapped, and the terrified blonde managed to get upright again. "Get your dress up. We didn't give you those shoes for the fun of it."
Natalie grabbed her dress and hauled it up above her stockings again.
"Turn this way," Lance said and Natalie did, almost falling again in the high-heels.
Lance whistled. "What did I tell ya?"
"Fuck," Matt murmured. He ran his hand over his own cock as he looked at the sight of the delicious blonde standing over them.
In the high-heels, Natalie's legs really looked incredible. The hard curves of her calves led up from her trim, alluring ankles, and, above her shapely knees, the luscious soft flesh of her thighs drew their gaze up to the curly mass of her blonde pussy.
"Okay," Lance said, "take that dress off." He leaned back and slid his hand over his cock.
Natalie broke into more tears, but there was always Roxanne standing below, her body heaving in the tight corset, her hand playing with the whip, reminding Natalie of what would happen at the slightest refusal.
Natalie lifted her dress up over her head, exposing more of her lovely body. There weren't really enough buttons undone, but she pulled, and the dress worked over her head.
All Natalie had on now was her bra, suspender belt, stockings and the spike-heeled shoes. Helplessly she crossed her hands in front of her pussy, until a sharp order from Roxanne stopped her.
"Take that bra off," Lance said. "If your tits are as good as the rest of you, I'm gonna be first up that cunt of yours."
Natalie sobbed as she reached for the clasp of her bra. It felt as if her last defense was going down. She unclipped it, and let the cups fall away, revealing her lovely tits at last.
"Fuck," Lance said. His hand jerked hard on his cock. "What a fuckin' pair."
"Damn right," Matt said.
Natalie's tits were exactly the right size for her body, hanging on her rib cage like a pair of small melons, standing up without any need of a bra for support. Below them, her slim waist and thrusting ass cheeks complemented her legs perfectly.
"Come here," Lance said, his hand tightening on his cock.
Unsteady in her heels, Natalie walked over. She stood about a foot from the edge of the large table, helpless before his lust-filled eyes.
"Spread your legs!" he ordered.
Natalie spread her legs in the high-heels, knowing that the shoes gave her legs that added shape that made Lance's face wild with excitement.
"Spread your pussy lips," he commanded.