"Damn!" Amy heard Glen saying. "That looks like it hurts real good!"
"I just wanted to have the dumb cunt scream up my pussy," Candy groaned. "It feels so good when a bitch does that. Besides, I hate this bitch. I want to hurt her."
She ripped two more patches of Amy's cunt hair out. Amy screamed with each new attack, her lithe, bound body jerking hopelessly.
Then Candy took the shaving tools Glen was holding out to her. Amy screamed again as Candy moved her swampy pussy gash off her mouth. A moment later she'd silenced the girl by settling the pink, round bud of her asshole tightly against her lips.
"You know what to do," Candy rasped as she began to clip what was left of Amy's cunt hair away. She rubbed her ass back and forth along Amy's face, grinding it down on top of the captive girl. "Get your tongue up inside my ass and make me feel real good."
Amy forced her tongue up into the tightly clamping recess of Candy's asshole, feeling the slick coolness of the girl's leather panties on her cheeks. There was something exciting about the feel of leather against her skin. Amy felt her own cunt start to flex and juice as she fastened her lips onto the bud of Candy's ass and started sucking.
"Oooooh!" Candy shuddered, having to pause for an instant in her shaving of Amy's pussy. "Stuck up little slut does know how to use her tongue. You know, all these years I always wondered if little Amy was really the whore she acted like."
"Fuck," Glen said. "If she wasn't before, she is now."
Amy cringed, hearing them talk about her like some kind of animal. She still kept her tongue fucking up into Candy's tacky asshole and her lips smooching at the damp, smelly entrance of her ass ring. Candy's cunt juice plopped down over her throat, so Amy knew she was exciting her cousin with the way her mouth was working over her asshole. Amy's cunt was getting hot, too, as Candy slipped her fingers over what was left of Amy's cunt bush, clipping wisps of hair that grew right around her cunt lips and plucking a few that she'd missed.
"Oh look at that bald little cunt," Barry shouted. Amy felt his fingers playing roughly over the lips of her cunt. "That's so fucking sexy. It makes her cunt lips look bigger."
"And it's so white, so innocent." Candy slid her fingers up into Amy's pussy alongside Barry's. "It's like she's a little girl who's never been fucked before. You know, Amy honey, before I'm through with you tonight, you'll feel like you were never fucked at all before I got hold of you."
It was a weird sensation having fingers from two different hands sliding up into her cunt at the same time. Candy and Barry were fingerfucking her with different rhythms and it seemed as though one was always withdrawing while the other was sliding home. Amy writhed beneath their ministrations, her mouth plastered to Candy's asshole, her long, shapely legs flailing helplessly as Candy and Barry brought her easily to another orgasm.
"Hot little cunt," Candy mocked. She was cumming herself, covering Amy's chin and throat with her sloppy cunt juices.
Barry pulled his fingers from Amy's spasming cunt and wiped them off on her soft, quivering thigh. He dug his fingers into the flesh of her inner thigh, bringing a scream from Amy that was muffled by the asshole she was servicing. Candy kicked Amy's hips when she screamed, and Candy went into another orgasm.
"Mmmmm, thanks Barry," Candy moaned. She took her hand out of Amy's bald cunt and held her dripping fingers over the dark haired girl's stomach. "Having her scream up my ass felt almost as good as her screaming up my pussy."
"You're welcome," Barry replied, staring fixedly down at Amy's hairless pussy. "I can't wait to hurt that pussy. Look at the way those fucking pussy lips are peeled back look at all that cunt cream."
"I know." Candy pulled reluctantly off Amy's face and smiled when she saw how filthy with her cunt juice Amy's face and throat were. "You can see things so much better without all that nasty hair. Now, honey, take a taste."
Candy rubbed her hand over Amy's face, wiggling her fingers in between Amy's weakly resisting lips and teeth. Amy tasted her own thick cunt cream from her evil blonde cousin's fingers. She sucked dutifully when Candy wiggled her fingers in her mouth. Amy blushed at the knowing, superior smile on Candy's face. The blonde girl's green eyes flashed with hatred and lust and Amy knew suddenly that Candy was going to be more cruel, to her than either Glen or Barry.
"You better hurry if you're going to get her ready," Glen said. He glanced toward the window. "The others are going to be here soon."
"Okay." Candy plunged her fingers deep into Amy's throat, making the sleek beauty choke, then pulled them out and wiped Amy's spit off on her face. "Come on, bitch, you're giving me a ride to the bedroom."
She kicked Amy over onto her stomach and untied the ropes that tied her arms behind her. When she ordered Amy onto her hands and knees Amy could barely get her hands beneath her, and Candy kicked her brutally in her ass and sides when Amy fell on her face. When the feeling finally started to come back to her injured arms, Amy did as Candy asked. She crouched like a dog in front of the sexy blonde.
"Now carry me into the bedroom, horsey," Candy ordered, plopping herself down on Amy's back, squirming her ass cheeks around until Amy thought her back would break. Before Amy knew what was happening, Candy had wedged one of the ropes that had bound Amy's arms between the tormented girl's teeth and pulled on them like reins. "Come on, horsey, move your worthless slut's ass before you piss me off."
Amy tensed for an instant, almost fighting against this newest, most terrible humiliation. Then she thought about how cruel Candy could be, how much stronger and fresher the big titted girl was. She thought too of Glen and Barry, who were even now laughing at her, crowding around to kick her in the ass to start her moving.
Tormented, debased, feeling like the animal that Candy and Glen and Barry were into, Amy crawled face down and with her reins and hair being yanked cruelly by Candy toward the bedroom.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After everything that had already happened to her, Amy was surprised to find that she could still feel ashamed. Standing in front of the ten or eleven strange men who had joined Glen and Barry in the house, she felt completely humiliated, like some kind of lewd whore who'd take on a dozen men if the price was right. In her case, she thought sadly, they didn't even have to pay.
"A woman as a member?" one of the other men said, watching Candy as she brought the bound brunette into the room. "I don't know, Glen we play pretty rough."
"No rougher than I do," Candy said, giving Amy's leash a hard tug. "But the best way for you to believe that is to watch me handle the sorry bitch behind me."
Candy was still dressed in her leather bikini and high heels. Now she'd drawn her blonde hair up under a leather chauffeur's cap and added a studded black leather choker around her thin white throat.
She'd dressed Amy in white garters and stockings, five inch white pumps and very little else. Amy's hair was drawn back and tied in two long, rope like pigtails, and they'd been used to tie her hands tightly together. There was a plain white collar around her throat with a leash attached to it. That was what Candy was using to pull her forward.
"Look at that naked cunt," one of the men whispered. "Shit, I want in there right now."
"Hold on," Glen said. "This is Candy's show, and we're going to give her a chance to show us what she can do. After she's finished, you can do anything you want to slutty little Amy. Not one minute sooner."