"Whip her good," Julius said.
The agony leaped out of her ass and Corinne jerked, her fingers pulling his shorts out over his cock in an instant as she screamed and hauled them down, her ass jerking as the cane whipped her mercilessly.
"Aaagbghh, I did it! Please, Julius, please, aaahhhh! Ohhh, shit!" she screamed.
The cane whipped her ass and she jerked, screaming at the top of her lungs as the thin wood slapped her ass flesh.
"Do you want to stop, darling?" Julius asked as the frantic Corinne pulled his shorts down his legs, having to thrust her ass higher to do it.
"Not really," Susie said, lashing Corinne again. "I need the practice."
She whipped Corinne with another hard stroke and the wailing, screaming woman thrust Julius' shorts to his feet and hauled them out from under him, almost tearing the material as she did it.
"See what you can do when you try?" Julius said, leaning down over Corinne. "Okay, Susie, stop now, just for the moment. Hold my cock, bitch."
Corinne stared at his monster cock, fully revealed to her for the first time. It was worse than she'd even thought. His prick had to be ten inches long and at least as thick as her wrist. His cocklance bounced a little in front of her staring eyes, throbbing to the best of his horrible lust.
"Hold it, bitch!" he ordered, pulling a little on the chain.
Corinne's hands went up in the middle of a nightmare toward the massive pole of cockmeat. Her fingers touched his hard-on, and it jumped away before she got her hand around the thick fleshy cockshaft.
"Caress it," he said. "Let's see how good you are at that."
Corinne worked her hand up and down the throbbing cock a little, terror in her eyes.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this," Julius breathed. "I wanted to fuck your brains out when I was a kid. And there you were, the stuck-up aunt. And then you came to Chicago and I was sure I could get you, but you were still the stuck-up whore, never allowing any man near you. I know – I had you watched. Nothing, not a cock. And here you are now, about to make up for all those years."
Corinne gasped and wept, her hand working his cock flesh, trembling as she did things she would never have dreamed of doing even an hour ago.
"Whip her," Julius said. "She's useless."
"NO, no – aaaghhh!" Corinne screamed, her hand gripping Julius' cock convulsively, pulling as the whip lashed her ass with another hard stroke. She jerked into the bar, her ass exploding with pain. "Tell me what to – aagghhh – what to do!"
"Want my cock!" he snapped. "Want it real bad!"
Corinne wept and stared at the enormous thick fucker, the bulbous cockhead swelling into her hand.
On the very tip of his cock, a tiny drop of pre-cum juice bobbled, disgusting her even more. She stroked the hard cockrod, sliding her hand up and down.
Corinne screamed in horror as she stared at the trembling drop of precum juice, right there at his piss slit.
"I can't!" she screamed.
Julius didn't say a word, but the cane lashed into Corinne's ass a second later, driving her body hard into the bar, sending her into spasms of pain, her body heaving, her neck puffing against the cellar.
"I can't!" Corinne screamed. "I can't do anything as horrible as that. Aaaaghhh! I can't, I can't, can't! Ooooh, help me, help me! Ohhh God!"
Screaming and wailing, Corinne clung to Julius' cock as she tossed helplessly on the bar, her ass erupting with agony as Susie laid into her, whipping the cane into her ass with long, hard, vicious strokes. Julius stood there, waiting, his cock throbbing and growing as Corinne clutched it, her hands tearing at the long hard fucker. She stared at the horrible, swollen cockhead, the drop of cock-lube still hanging there, waiting for her tongue. The cane lashed her ass, and she knew she couldn't take it any longer. The agony soared through her, shaking her whole body with its power, making even her deepest horrors pale beside the pain tearing her apart right then.
Sobbing, Corinne pulled Julius' cock closer. Her tongue licked out and took the drop of juice off the tip of his cockhead. The whip stopped.
"Keep going," Julius said to his weeping aunt. "Lick my cock all over, kiss it, enjoy it, baby, you're gonna get to know it real well."
Corinne shuddered but did as she was told. Timidly, she licked his cockhead, her tongue running over the hard rubbery flesh, tasting the salty flavor of the pre-cum that spread slowly from his cock slit.
That was too much for Melissa.
"Shit!" she moaned. "I can't wait any longer." She got up from the chair and went to the closet. "I'm gonna go crazy if I don't get some cock!" She picked up a thin rod and a cane and walked over to Martin as he lazed in his chair. "Come on, fucker! Any way you want – just gimme some cock!"
"Why the fuck are these whores so impatient tonight?" Martin asked.
"It's this one," Julius said, holding Corinne's blonde hair as she licked his cockhead and moaned softly. "She's getting them both crazy."
"Oh, well," Martin said. He got up and eased his jacket off. "Take your panties off."
Melissa gurgled and laid the whips close to him. She moaned and eased the top of her slip apart, her black hair cascading over her shoulders as she pulled her large, melon-like tits out and played with them, pinching her nipples.
"I know what you'd like," she gasped.
She turned away and went to Julius' pants, digging into his pockets until she found the clips that had mashed Corinne's nipples. She paraded back to Martin, her hips swaying, her ass thrusting out under her gray slip, her tits heaving in passion. She held the clips up and slid one over her nipple, gazing at him the whole time.
"Shit," Martin gasped as she unzipped his pants and pulled them off. He slid his shirt off and reached for his shorts. "How do you do it?"
He started jacking on his cock as he watched her.
"I'm just a whore," Melissa purred.
She stared at him as she worked the clip onto her nipple and let the handles go. It slammed shut on her tit flesh and she gave a slight jerk and a long gasp of lust.
"Fuck!" she moaned. "Now I can come." She went to him, grabbing his large thick cock from him, sliding her hand over it as she worked the clip on her nipple with the other one. "Do it for me!"
He took the clip and pushed it deep over Melissa's nipple as she moaned and rubbed his cock. He gasped as he let the handles go slowly, tightening the clamps around Melissa's nipples until she gave long sobbing groans of passion, her body rolling as the clips crushed her nipple buds.
"Ohhhh, fuck, fuck!" she gasped. "Ohhhhhh!" Martin played with the clips, pulling, twisting them while Melissa worked his cock, jerking it with growing lust. She gasped, her nipples stretching out, twisting as Martin pulled and jerked on the clips.
"Llrrrghhh, yessss!" she screamed suddenly and came, her body rocking to the demands of her surging orgasm. "Do it, do it!" She seemed to be trying to pull his cock right off. "Ohhh, fuck my mouth and whip me!" She gave a great scream of passion and dropped to her knees, keeping her hands on his cock as she moaned and fell against his hard thighs. "Please, please!"
"On your back on the table, whore," he said with a gun. "And get ready for a mouthful of cock."
Melissa moaned as she turned away and crawled towards the table, the clips still dangling from her tits. She groped up the table, struggling onto the top, gasping and moaning. Her slip rode up over her ass, showing that she still hadn't taken her panties off. The crotch of the matching gray briefs was soaking wet, and she helplessly rubbed her cunt through them as she rolled onto her back. Then she spread her thighs wide, pulling her legs back over her head and holding her ankles in a brazen display of fuck-lust. Her pussylips twitched as Martin came up, the cane in his hand.
He took his fuck-rod in his hand and ran the cockhead over Melissa's soft sensuous lips. She moaned and licked him, her dark hair falling over the edge of the table, her hands tightening on her ankles, twisting her stockings.