"Oh no!" Melinda whispered. "Please, I hate – you know, I hate sex, please!"
"Honey," Jacqueline sighed, her young, thrusting tits pushing out at the front of her dress. "You gotta learn to please a man, you just gotta!"
She laughed mockingly and stroked the front of Melinda's blouse, her finger running over Melinda's luscious tits.
"Please, if it's money you want, I can…"
"Honey, we got enough money. What the fuck do I want with money? No, I want you, honey. You're beautiful. I wanna fuck you real bad, Hugh said I could." Jacqueline's fingers caressed Melinda's tits.
Melinda squirmed, twisting away in horror. "No, no, I won't! I don't care what you do, I won't!"
Then she screamed as she was grabbed from behind. The two men pulled her over to a rope that hung from the rafters. Melinda almost lost her mind, screaming and wailing, struggling for all she was worth as Richard held her arms and Hugh slipped thick leather bonds over her wrists.
"What are you doing! No, you can't, no!" Jacqueline pulled on the other end of the rope and Melinda's arms were hauled, up over her head until she almost hung from them, twisting on the rope, sobbing with terror.
"Please!" she wailed, but Jacqueline slid her hands over the front of her blouse again, reaching for her tits.
"Tell me how you want me to caress your tits." Jacqueline smiled, playing with the top of Melinda's blouse, opening the button.
"No!" Melinda screamed.
She kicked out at Jacqueline. But her tight skirt prevented her from getting much force in the blow and her foot grazed Jacqueline's knee.
"Oh I see," Jacqueline said, stepping back. "Better get her legs, darling."
The two men grabbed her ankles and spread them.
Melinda screamed in rising terror, for, as her legs were spread apart, her tight leather skirt was forced up her thighs, showing more of her legs. Leather bonds were slipped around her ankles, the free ends lashed to ring-bolts in the floor. Melinda looked down. Her skirt was up almost to her stocking tops.
Then she saw that Jacqueline was undressing. The men were behind her, so Melinda couldn't see how they reacted, but even in her terror she could see that Jacqueline had a great body, almost as good as hers.
The dress came off easily, revealing a pair of tits just a little smaller than Melinda's, a waist just as tight, and an ass that swelled just as deliciously.
Jacqueline paraded around in a little white camisole top and tights, white stockings and opened-toed white high heels.
"You like my outfit?"
"Let me go!" Melinda screamed.
"Oh no, honey," Jacqueline whispered. "You have to learn to behave and please men. That's what we're here for. You're gonna be so grateful to us when we've finished."
She came up and slid her hand under the stretched hem of Melinda's skirt, over the top of Melinda's thigh, moving closer to the tight crotch of her panties.
"No!" Melinda gasped, her face going white with horror.
Jacqueline's fingers slid over Melinda's panties, caressing the girl's pussy through the thin material.
Melinda wailed, tossing on the rope, her shoulder-length brunette hair flicking in the air. Her thighs shuddered.
"Don't you want me to touch your pussy?" Jacqueline teased, her swelling tits bobbing in her camisole.
"Leave me alone!" Melinda shrieked, trying helplessly to pull free of the bonds.
CHAPTER TWO
"Tell me how much you want me to touch your pussy," Jacqueline crooned, moving her soft, sensual mouth closer to Melinda's face.
"Let me go!" Melinda screamed, twisting on the ropes, body tense with disgust. But Jacqueline's fingers still slid over her pussy, caressing her cunt through her tight black panties.
"Tell me," Jacqueline whispered in Melinda's ear, her lips brushing against Melinda's cheek, gently kissing her.
"Let me go!"
Jacqueline smiled and her fingers came off Melinda's pussy. Melinda sighed with relief. Jacqueline started sliding the tight leather dress farther up her thighs, revealing not only her stocking tops, but also her creamy white thighs and the lacy straps of her garter belt.
"No! What are you doing! Stop!" Melinda shrieked. "Let me go; stop!"
It came out of nowhere. There was a slight swishing sound and something lashed into Melinda's ass like a red-hot iron. She jerked in disbelief, then screamed at the top of her lungs as a painful agony surged out of her ass.
"Stop, what are you – aaaghhh!" Melinda jerked.
Hugh stood there with a thin cane in his hand.
He grinned, then raised the cane, holding it over her ass.
"No, what are you – aaaggghhh!" Melinda screamed as Hugh lashed her asscheeks.
Her ass jerked, her legs strained at the bonds. Jacqueline smiled, still holding Melinda's tight leather skirt up over her ass. "You have to learn, honey. Hugh punishes me like this when I've been bad, so you gotta learn to be good."
"No!" Melinda screamed, jerking on the ropes in rising horror.
She screamed as Hugh whipped her again.
"Come on," Jacqueline whispered, sliding her fingers back over Melinda's pussy. "Tell me how you love to have me touch your cunt."
"No, no!" Melinda saw the cane lashing in on her. "No, you – aagghhh!" Fresh agony burst in her ass. "Please, let me go! I won't do it again! I won't, I'll – aaggghhh! I'll pay all the money back, I will!"
Hugh laughed. "I want your ass, bitch, and I'm gonna have it, any way I want until I don't want it any more!"
He whipped Melinda's ass hard.
"And Richard's gonna have you until he doesn't want you any more," Hugh said, lashing the screaming Melinda again. "And so is Jacqueline!"
"You can't!" Melinda screamed in desperation. "They'll come looking for me, they'll get you!"
Another stroke of the cane whipped into her flesh, and she jerked. At the same time Jacqueline's fingers worked over her pussy.
"We checked, you stupid bitch!" Hugh sneered and whipped Melinda again. "You work alone, there's nobody to miss you, you lying cunt!"
He lashed again, and Melinda gyrated on the ropes, screaming her heart out, knowing she had been betrayed by her own greed.
"Tell me how you want to let me touch your pussy," Jacqueline whispered, her mouth close to Melinda's ear. "It'll stop the pain. At least for the moment."
Melinda could feel another welt of agony on her flesh. Her little panties were torn at one edge under the horrible beating.
"All right, you can!" she wailed. Even the horror of Jacqueline's fingers on her cunt was better than the pain.
"There, see how easy it is." Jacqueline cooed, working her hand underneath the skirt, sliding over the tight crotch of Melinda's panties. "That's better."
Jacqueline rubbed her fingers over Melinda's pussy, stroking her cunt expertly through the thin panties. Her mouth moved over Melinda's face, kissing gently, until Melinda was groaning in horror.
"Please, no!" Melinda moaned, pulling at the ropes.
"Kiss me," Jacqueline whispered, sliding her mouth closer to Melinda's. "Kiss me, or you'll get whipped again!"
Melinda couldn't face another whipping. Her lips moved over Jacqueline's mouth until the two of them were kissing gently, Jacqueline's tongue flicking out over Melinda's lips.
"Mmmnn, isn't that nice?" Jacqueline's tits pressed into Melinda's swelling tit-mounds. "I love doing girls sometimes, don't you?"
Her free hand moved over Melinda's tits, stroking them as she undid the buttons of Melinda's tight blouse.
"Wouldn't you love it if I kissed your tits?" she asked.
Melinda was stunned. Jacqueline's fingers caressed her pussy, and she kit strange tinglings from the contact.