"You perverts!" Annabelle moaned. "What are you doing to me?"
Her horror deepened as she watched Zoe swallow the throbbing cock deeper, right into her soft mouth. Her tongue flicked out over Patrick's balls, helping the soft caress of her fingers. With the other hand she lifted her dress and worked her pussy, moaning with unrestrained lust as her mouth took the whole of the cock, her throat working over the cock-head until Patrick was leaning back, yelling with lust.
"Oooh fuck!" he bellowed. "How do you do it, whore? How do you do it! Jeeeezzzz, I'm coming!"
His hips began to jerk and heave faster, ramming his cock into Zoe's mouth with an increasing rhythm that drove the little nymph wild with excitement.
"Oh ycahhhh, yeahhh!" he yelled. "Here it comes, here it comessss!"
It was a nightmare for Annabelle. She saw Patrick ramming his cock into Zoe's mouth like a piston gone crazy. She saw him grabbing at her hair as Zoe slid her mouth back up the trembling, heaving cock-rod that pounded into her throat. Soon she was sucking just on his cock-head and her fingers ran up and down his throbbing shaft. His cock swelled, jumped as the cum burst down it. He leaned back, yelling at the top of his voice as his cock burst out with a stream of hot white goo.
Zoe slid her mouth to the side, holding his cock, rubbing it to the pulse of his shooting, licking at the spurting cock-head as the thick streams of cum burst out and flew through the air, all of it heading straight for the helpless Annabelle.
She screamed as a thick gob of jism splattered into her blouse, staining the pure white with its obscene juice. Another jet followed, splattering lower, over the top of her blouse and onto the skin of her throat.
Annabelle screamed as she stared up at the jumping cock, another pulse of cum pouring out of it as Patrick bellowed with lust, his hands in Zoe's hair. For her part, Zoe grinned, holding his shaft, directing the stream of cock-juice over Annabelle's face, jerking the shaft as Patrick came again.
"Nooooo!" Annabelle wept, but had to close her mouth as streams of the terrible stuff poured over her cheeks and lips. She put her hands up, tried to wipe it away, but it was sticky and she only managed to smear it all over her skin.
Another horrible jet of hot white cum gushed over her face as Patrick yelled with satisfaction and then Annabelle slid her mouth back over the cock-head, sucking greedily at the pouring cock.
"Mmmmmmm," she purred, licking at the cock-head as it poured out another stream of cum. "Can't let her have it all." She moaned with satisfaction as Patrick's cock slowed down, oozing cum and then dribbling it until she was licking him clean, still purring with pleasure.
"Ooohhh!" she sighed. "I was such a bad girl, wasn't I?"
"You sure were," he said as Annabelle wept and moaned, struggling to get off the bar. "Look at the poor little cunt, now clean her off and get your ass up."
"Oooh yes, Patrick, yes!" Zoe moaned. She eased her mouth away from his hard cock and leaned in close to Annabelle. "You want me to clean it off?"
Annabelle didn't know what to say. She hung there, sobbing, the feel of the cum on her face driving her out of her mind with horror.
Zoe leaned in and licked at the cumn on Annabelle's blouse, taking it up in her skillful mouth and swallowing it down.
Annabelle gasped, but Zoe leaned in farther and licked a smear of the cum off Annabelle's mouth. The touch of another woman's tongue on her lips drove Annabelle out of her mind with horror. She screamed, pushing Zoe away, her flesh crawling with revulsion.
"Stop that!" Kirby snapped. He took the hem of Annabelle's sensible dark skirt and pushed it up over her ass. It was more difficult than Zoe's maid's dress, because it was tighter, but he got it over, revealing a most delicious sight to them all.
"Well, fuck me," he said.
For Annabelle might have dressed in sensible outer clothes, but underneath, she loved to wear the most luxurious lingerie available. She had on pale grey stockings, held up by lacy suspender straps, a black slip and grey tap pants. All this was suddenly available for the inspection of the horrible group that had captured her.
"I do declare," Hilary said with a laugh. "Would you have guessed that? It's even better than mine."
She slid her skirt up, showing the tight black panties she wore, then kept it there as she ran her fingers over the front of the briefs, caressing her pussy through them, running her finger down the crack of her cunt.
"This is gonna be fun," Kirby said as he laid the cane along the very top of Annabelle's ass. "Now, bitch, you keep your arms out of the way and let Zoe get on with it, or I'll whip you with this until you do."
"No! Don't!" Annabelle wept pushing at Zoe's face as it closed in again.
"Look at her!" Zoe yelled. "Whip the slut!" Annabelle felt the cane leave her ass. She still didn't believe Kirby would do it, it was too monstrous. There was a moment's wait and the most terrible pain she had ever felt burst out of her ass. The thin cane lashed into her flesh, biting through the silk tap pants as if they weren't there.
"Aaaagghhh! Stop!" Annabelle screamed, jerking across the bar, her ass ringing with pain.
She stared up past Zoe, seeing the cane coming down again in Kirby's hand. It beat into her ass, sending another surge of unbearable agony through her flesh. Her scream rang around the room as she pulsated on the bar, rattling it with her frantic attempts to pull free. She screamed again as another blow sent her gyrating in helpless floods of tears.
"Well, allow Zoe to clean your fucking face off then," Kirby said, lashing her again. "Remember, we still have to get you to take your clothes off, there's a lot more to come."
Annabelle screamed, staring at Zoe's sensual face, grinning wildly, only inches from hers. The agony was unbearable, she couldn't take any more of it.
Another blow lashed into her ass, sending her screaming, arching on the bar, her flesh burning with pain. She put her hands up to protect her ass, only to have Lee grab them and pull them down before the next blow landed.
"Aaagghhhh – all right, she can clean my face," Annabelle said, her body wracked with pain.
The cane stopped and Lee let go of her hands. "You put them up again, and you'll regret it."
But Annabelle had other things to worry about. She wept as Zoe leaned in again and ran her full sensuous lips over her face.
"Now isn't that nice?" Zoe purred. "How would you like it if I did this to your pussy?"
Annabelle sobbed, wondering where the depravity would end.
With another moan of passion, Zoe bent at the waist, thrusting her ass up in the air, spreading her legs as she kept on licking at Annabelle's face. She brazenly worked the little maid's dress up over her ass and groaned as the tails of the cat brushed her flesh.
Patrick stood behind the little whore and lashed the cat down. The tails brushed the carpet before whipping up and lashing expertly right between Zoe's wide-open thighs. The knots bit into her pussy, beating the wet panties into her cuntmound as she moaned with delight and licked at Annabelle's face, taking the cum off drop by smeared drop.
Zoe was getting aroused fast by the lash of the whip on her cunt. She was moaning and jerking, her lips sucking at Annabelle's mouth, her tongue flicking over her cheeks. Annabelle saw that Patrick was stroking his cock as he whipped Zoe, lashing the cat between her wide-open thighs, landing each stroke on the stretched material of the panties where they covered Zoe's throbbing pussy. Patrick's cock was hard again, but he kept up the whipping as Zoe moaned louder, her mouth licking at Annabelle's face. It was clean now, but nothing stopped either her or Patrick.
Zoe screamed in debauched lust as the cat whipped her pussy. She slid her feet farther out, thrusting her cunt for the whip as it landed and beat another screaming orgasm into her.