Lola sobbed. Suddenly Flint gripped her chin. "Swallow it bitch! You gotta lot of that stuff to swallow, so get used to it!"
He pinched Lola's chin as the helpless mother sobbed. The stinking, sticky stuff stuck to her teeth and tongue, then with a sob of submission, she swallowed. It took her several tries, but she got the thick gobs down, her saliva cleaning her mouth slowly. But nothing could cleanse her mouth of that sticky, salty taste. It was horrible.
"Yeah!" Flint crowed. "Now, how about you getting up and stripping for me? I ain't even seen your body yet."
"No, please, don't make me do that!" Lola wept, staring at his cock.
His prick had gone down a bit after he'd shot in Yvette's mouth, but it was already surging up again.
"Listen, bitch, I'm getting pissed off!" Flint snarled, slapping Lola hard across the face. "You can get up and strip, or get your was whipped until I say my cock's hard enough to fuck you! Or until Yvette says it is, and you know how she loves to whip ass!"
"All right, I'll do it!" Lola babbled.
"Say it nicely, Mommy," Yvette purred, running her mouth over Lola's check, kissing her. "Tell us how much you wanna strip and how much you wanna be fucked by Flint's lovely cock. Come on, Mommy, get me jealous!"
Yvette held up one of the little paperclips and Lola almost fainted.
"All right, please let me strip for you! Please, I want to be fucked by Flint's lovely cock so much, please!"
Lola broke into sobs of shame.
When she was standing again, her ass, wrists and legs ached. She wiped her face with the sleeve of her blouse, but the cum seemed to be rubbed in rather than coming off.
Flint lay back on the bed, stroking a thin cane, the long-tailed whip beside him. Yvette was leaning back with him, playing with his cock, stroking his almost-hard prick. Her nipples were red and swollen, and she rubbed them occasionally, giving a low moan of satisfaction.
"Oct on with it, slowly, get me excited," Flint said.
With her fingers trembling uncontrollably, Lola unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. She unbuttoned the next one, and her blouse opened, showing the join of her white bra.
Yvette rubbed Flint's cock, grinning at her mother.
"Look, Mom," she giggled as Lola undid the next blouse button. "He's getting turned on already. I think he wants to fuck you."
Yvette leaned over, kissing the tip of Flint's prick.
Lola sobbed quietly as she undid the last button of her blouse and pulled it out of the waistband of her skirt. Flint was staring at her, his cock swelling even harder in Yvette's skillful hands.
"Take it off."
Lola slid the blouse down her arms and let it fall.
"No!" Flint snapped as she reached for the bra clasp. "Take the skirt off first."
Lola shuddered, then unzipped her skirt. She opened her belt and pushed the little pleated skirt down over her hips, revealing her panties. She stepped out of the skirt and put it over a chair.
"Come here," Flint said, lust surging in his voice.
Lola walked over, her legs feeling unsteady. "Bend over here!" Flint snarled, his cock throbbing in Yvette's hands.
He pointed to the side of the bed and Lola moaned, but she did as she was told, bending over until her tits were close to him. It was an awkwurd position, her back hurt, but she knew better than to complain.
"Take it off." Flint ran his hands over the outside of her bra, feeling her thrusting tits through the lacy material. "Yeah!"
Lola unzipped her bra and let the cups fall away from her tits.
"Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed, moving his hands over Lola's thrusting mounds. "These were worth waiting for. Fuck, I'da shot in my pants if I'd seen these, right, bitch?"
He grinned at Yvette who giggled and slid her mouth over his cock, kissing and licking at it.
Flint played with Lola's tits, squeezing them as his helpless fiancee sobbed, tears running down her lovely face. "How about you take your panties off and get onto my great big dick?"
Lola broke out into a sweat as she realized she would have to fuck Flint. And with her daughter watching. The thought of that massive cock up her tiny pussy made her cringe. Then she saw the whips.
"Yes, yes, I'll do it!" she whispered. "Nah, come on!" Flint twisted Lola's nipples. "Let's have a bit more enthusiasm, you bitch!"
He twisted Lola's nipples harder, his fingers clamping on them until pain pulsed through her tits. The pain got worse, surging into her guts.
"Yes, please, darling! I want to fuck your cock!"
"He's my darling, you cunt, Mommy!" Yvette screamed. "You call him master!" Flint said. He twisted Lola's nipples until she wailed in pain. "So, let's try that again."
"Please, please!" Lola choked. "Please, Master, can I fuck your cock?"
Her tits were aching from Flint's brutal hands.
"Better," he said, giving her tits a final twist. "Okay, fuck-meat, get on it and put it right up your tight little cunt!"
CHAPTER FOUR
"Please, Flint, not with her here!" Lola wept, her tits still aching from the twist of his brutal hands. "Please, this is supposed to be something special between us! Please, send her out!" Flint laughed and gripped Lola's hair, pulling her face close to his. "She stays, bitch! And she does what she likes, got tat?"
"Please, Flint, don't do this to me!" Lola begged, trying to get away from his grip. He held her bent over the bed, her mouth inches from his chest.
"Ask Yvette to stay and watch you fuck my great big cock!" he chuckled, pushing Lola's head down toward his thick cock.
"Please, Flint, don't! Aagghh!" Lola screamed as the long tail of the whip cut into her ass, burning a line across her ass-flesh. She jerked and Flint let her turn her head a little. Yvette wiled the whip, ready for another blow. "I'll – no, no you can't! I'll – aagghh! Bitch, you bitch!"
Her daughter cut her again with the thin whip tail.
Flint tugged on her hair, and the sobbing Lola was pulling close to his chest. She moved her hands behind her to save her suffering ass.
"Get them down?" Flint snarled, pulling at her hands, but Lola avoided him.
He twisted Lola onto her, back. She screamed, but he was on her in a moment. Despite her defiance, he pulled her arms back and crouched on them, trapping them behind his knees. He gripped her hair as she tried to scratch at his ass and back. His cock hovered over her face as he crawled toward the edge of the bed, dragging Lola until half her body was hanging over the edge of the bed. Now she couldn't pull her legs up, she didn't have leverage. She screamed and struggled, but her arms were pinned and she could hardly move.
"Do it!" he snapped.
She screamed as she watched Yvette curl the whip over her head and lash out. Until the last moment Lola didn't know where it would hit. Then agony ripped through her luscious, thrusting tits.
"No!" she screamed as her tit-mounds jerked and a thin red line of pain appeared across their soft swelling surfaces. "Aagghh! No, no, Yvette, I'll kill you, no – uurrhh!"
In terrible agony, she twisted on the edge of the bed, her hands tearing at Flint's ass and back, her tits throbbing as the whip lashed into them.
"Come on, Mommy! Beg me to stay! I'd love to watch you and Flint fuck!" Yvette giggled as she lashed her mother's tits again, the swinging leather making them jerk viciously as another red line of agony surged through her tit-flesh.
Lola screamed, staring at the whip as it lashed in, beating her tit-mounds. Thin red lines appeared in her creamy tit-flesh and the agony was almost unbearable. But she was determined not to give in and let Yvette watch her fuck Flint.
"Shut the fuck up, Lola, or it's the gag again!" Flint snarled.