"Here," Franz said to April, "do your duty, you're her mother, she takes after you."
He flipped the cane at his wife and April took it, stubbing her cigarette out as she got up.
"You're fuckin' obsessed with her! Look at you!" She came over to the chair and held the cane over Renee's red-lined ass. "I want her out of this house!"
Her hand went up and she whipped Renee's ass hard.
"Aaaghhh! I'll go!" Renee screamed in agony, her ass throbbing with pain.
"She stays," Franz said, his voice hard. He reached out slowly and took hold of April's blonde hair, pulling her close. "You do as I say."
"You bastard!" April hissed. She stared at her husband and moaned as he twisted her hair and pushed her down to her knees.
"Are you going to punish that slut of a daughter of yours?"
"Please, Franz, please, stop this!" April pleaded.
Renee struggled in the chair, unable to believe what was going on. April's head was close to hers and there was a terrible desire in the woman's eyes as she gazed up at her husband.
"Are you going to whip her?" Franz demanded.
"You bastard!" April screamed, twisting her head, trying to get away.
"Ooohhh, come on, Daddy!" Janine moaned as she lay in Chris' lap. "Come on, I've got to get same cock, I need it real bad."
She slid off Chris' knees and fell between his thighs, groping far his zipper, her hands running over the massive bulge in the front of his pants. Her little dress still rode up over her ass, showing her lovely legs and the curves of her thighs.
"Shit!" Franz roared. "I've got a bitch of a wife and a whore of a daughter – what the fuck do I do!"
"Oh hell, we can take care of your daughter," Leslie said lazily. He got up and took another thin rod from the closet. "Dinner's real late tonight, huh?"
"Sorry about that," Franz muttered as he held onto April's blonde hair.
"Oh, don't worry," Leslie said, "the later dinner is, the better time we have, that's what I've found anyway."
He strode up to Janine as she was grabbing for Chris' cock, puffing it out of his pants, her mouth drooling at the sight of it.
"You wanna watch this?" he said to Chris. "Does Janine give the best head in America?" Chris asked.
"Okay, whore," Leslie instructed, "upon the chair back."
In a shameless display of lust, Janine scrambled up onto the back of the large armchair that Chris was sitting in. She spread her thighs on either side of his head and then slid down his body, her legs spread out behind him, her knees on the chair back. Her hands went to his cock, then her soft lips engulfed Chris' massive swollen cockhead. She gasped and licked over the hard flesh.
"Now what exactly was it you did?" Leslie asked, taking the cane and running it over Janine's heaving ass.
"Ohhhh, I let this horrible man fondle my tits and open my dress." Janine's mouth hovered over Chris' cockhead, her tongue flicking out over the rubbery flesh.
Leslie took the rod and lashed it down, right across Janine's pantied ass, which was a few inches away from Chris' face. Chris stared, his cock heaving as the thin rod beat into Janine's flesh.
Janine gave a scream of lust and sank her mouth around his hard cockhead, sucking at it for all she was worth. The rod lashed her viciously, and she leaped on the chair back, her ass jumping up for more of the rod.
"Yessss! Oh, yes!" she moaned, heaving wildly. "Ooooh, fuck! Do it to me! Please, do it! I'll make it worth it, I will!"
She tossed and sucked as the rod beat into her ass, mashing her panties into her flesh as it whipped in.
Franz twisted his wife around and made her face Renee.
"Take it off," he said.
"Ohhh no, no, Franz, don't!" April sobbed, suddenly breaking down.
"Do as I say!"
"You bastard!" April reached up and undid the top button of her blouse. With her daughter screaming in lust behind her, she slid the next button open, revealing the clasp of her tiny, lacy bra. Silently, still on her knees, she opened the next button and the next until her blouse was open to the waist.
At a nod from Franz, April took hold of the sides of the blouse and pulled them open, revealing her lovely tits to the terrified Renee.
"Do it!" Franz snapped.
April's hands trembled as they went to the clasp of her bra, right between her tits. She slid it open and pushed the cups of the bra to the side. Her luscious tits were fully exposed now, and Renee could see that they had faint red marks on them. She didn't need to be told what had made them.
"Back," Franz said.
With a moan, April slid her hands down the back of her calves as she knelt on the carpet. Her tits thrust out and her back bowed as she gripped the banks of her ankles. She stared at her husband with fear, hatred and a strange look of passion in her eyes.
"What do you want her for?" April wept. "She can't give you what I give you."
"And you'll continue to give it," Franz said calmly. He lifted the cane and lashed it down, catching April right across her prominent nipples. She gave a low scream of pain and jerked, thrusting her tits back out for the next blow.
Renee screamed.
CHAPTER TWO
April gave a low scream as the cane lashed across her swelling tits. She gripped her ankles and leaned back even farther, her red-lined tits thrusting out as the cane whipped into her flesh.
"Aaahhh!" she moaned, "you bastard, Franz, you bastard!"
She gasped as the thin cane lashed right across her nipples, beating the tight buds into her titflesh before they bounced out again.
"Are you ready to behave!" Franz demanded, whipping his wife again, the thin cane almost bouncing off her tits as it bit across the reddened flesh.
"You bastard! Please, Franz, don't – aagghh!" April screamed as she gripped her ankles hard, her body shuddering with pain. "All right, all right! I'll behave!"
"Good," Franz said and whipped her once more for good measure. "Now, get up and dress yourself properly."
Renee moaned as she waited for her fate. She could hear the slap of the rod on Janine's ass as the nympho rammed her mouth down on Chris' cock and Leslie lashed her. Despite her fear and horror, Renee lifted up and saw the full extent of the disgusting scene being played out before her.
April stood shivering in front of Franz, caressing her red-lined tits as she pulled her bra cups back over them and slipped the clasp together. She moaned as the bra rubbed her sore flesh, but she went on and took the transparent blouse, buttoning it up and tucking it into the waistband of her skirt. When she had finished, Franz made her pull the skirt straight and make sure her stockings were right.
Janine lay on the chair back now, her thighs around Chris' face as she rammed her mouth down on his cock and heaved up for the lash of the rod as it beat into her ass. Chris had a perfect view as the thin rod beat welts of crimson into Janine's ass. Each time he whipped across her panties, Janine screamed with horrible, depraved lust, slamming her mouth down on Chris' hard cock. Her throat burbled as the cockhead pushed deep, her fingers worked his balls, and her body thrashed around as she jerked to the beat of the rod.
Franz handed the cane to April. "Do it."
April looked at him for a few moments, her face filled with pain, her blonde hair falling around her face. Then she walked behind Renee, and the trembling schoolgirl groaned with fear.
Franz took her chin and raised it until she could look into his eyes. "How's my favorite girl?"
Renee moaned and burst into tears. Franz nodded.
April whipped the cane into Renee's ass, lashing her with all the force of her arm.
"Aaaghhh!" Renee screamed, lurching upward, heaving at the bonds that held her to the chair. "Please! Please, don't!"