He eased back, taking the pressure off her hips. She pulled her arms out from under her back and stood against the table, horribly aware of his strong presence.
"Lift your dress," he said, stepping back. "And stay where you are."
He stood in the middle of the room and watched her as she trembled against the table. She stood where she was, her ass still pressing into the table, still aching from the whipping Stacey had given her. Her nipple burned, but somehow she knew she mustn't rub it. She reached down and pulled the hem of her dress up, showing him her legs. Her dress reached her knees and she went on, his eyes boring into her lovely figure. It came up over her thighs, showing him the lovely curves of her flesh, then on, until the crotch of her panties came into view. She hesitated for a second, but, he stared even harder at her, so she pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist, holding it there and showing him the wonderful curves of her legs and ass.
"Spread your legs wider," he said, and she obeyed at once, her heels scratching over the hard floor.
"Fuck," he said, staring at her legs, "you've got the best set of pins I ever saw. Jesus, to think Giles' daughter would have all this."
Kathleen trembled, but there was a tone in his voice that was strangely flattering.
"The only trouble is that you dress like shit," he said. "And I mean real shit. We'll have to get Stacey to take you in hand. Take those panties off."
Kathleen shivered and burst into more tears, but she knew she couldn't disobey him. She had to let the hem of her dress go to take her panties off, but he just stood and waited, his eyes as hard as ever behind his glasses.
She took hold of the top of her panties and pulled them down. It was suddenly difficult, but she managed to pull them over her whipped ass and down her long, wonderful legs. She stepped out of them, dropped them on the floor and leaned back against the table. She spread her legs, lifted her dress to her waist again and waited, letting him see the wonderful slit of her pussy.
And her cunt was just as good as her tits. The bush of pussy hair was long and stretched around her pussy. The outer, puffy lips of her cunt showed the line of the inner, red lips clearly, as they peeked out, soft and tempting.
"Spread your pussy for me," Rick said.
His voice was so cairn she could hardly tell how aroused he was. But the enormous bulge of his cock pressing out against the front of his pants told a different story.
Her hands trembling almost uncontrollably, Kathleen reached down and slid two fingers down the length of her outer cuntlips. She spread them, showing him more of her inner cuntgash, the lovely soft red of her inner pussy lips and the harder red of her clit. She held there again, waiting for him. The churning in her guts was getting worse.
"Beautiful," he said, and came up to her again. "Now, take my cock out."
"Please, no!" Kathleen whispered. "I'm a virgin!"
"Not for much longer," he said. "Now take my cock out."
"Please, no, don't!" Kathleen moaned, her hands still holding her dress up.
She screamed as he took hold of her arms and twisted them behind her back. He still didn't say anything as he grabbed her hair and pushed her head back to the table top.
"No, please, I'll do it, you can take my virginity, really you can!" she cried. "I'll do it!"
He took out the clip, and Kathleen screamed in horror. Slowly he moved it to her other nipple, holding it over her flesh and then sliding it on, gently, almost as if it had nothing to do with the pain that was coming.
"Noooo, aaghhh! Please!" Kathleen groaned, but he let the clip go, just as before, a little at a time. She screamed and begged, but he just went on letting go of the jaws, letting them crush her nipple in their terrible grip. Agony surged through her, mounting until she was screaming in constant, shrieking pain.
Rick took his hand off the clip and stepped back. "Now, take my cock out and I'll take the clip off."
"Aaahhhh!" Kathleen screamed, dropping to her knees as he let her go. She didn't even try to pull the clip off. She knew the penalty for that would be absolutely terrible. She groped up his legs. Every move she made sent the clip bobbing on her nipple, giving her more unbearable agony. She moaned as she tried to pull his zipper down. Her hands shook as she reached inside and gripped his cock through his shorts.
It made her gurgle and gasp with added horror. Rick's cock was even bigger than Giles'. An enormous pole, it pulsed in her hand as she jerked his briefs down and pulled his prick out. It pulled against her hand as she grasped it, so thick she couldn't even get her fingers all the way around it.
"Kiss it," Rick said.
Kathleen trembled and rocked with the pain from her nipple, but she knew she had to obey. She held his cock and leaned in closer to the massive round ball of his cockhead. She stared at it for a moment as strange horrible feelings grew inside her once more. She felt a surge of passion burst out from around her crushed nipple as she leaned in and kissed the swollen cockhead, her lips pressing into his hard, purplish flesh.
"Lick it!"
Kathleen jerked the horrible thing off her nipple and handed it up to him. But she couldn't stop herself from rubbing her nipple this time. She rubbed her crushed bud and felt the most extraordinary thing. Her nipple throbbed in her hand and stabs of excitement shot out from the contact, rushing through her like a warm wave. She moaned and stopped, but his eyes were boring into her and she knew he understood everything that was happening.
"Now, let's see if you were telling the truth about your virginity," he said. "Against the table, and get that dress up out of the way!"
Kathleen shuddered and moaned as she spread her legs and leaned back against the edge of the table, puffing her dress up again. She wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn't as his fingers ran down over her soft pussy mound. His eyes held hers as he probed a little, pushing into the crack of her cunt, closer and closer to the tight little hole of hr pussy. His fingers slid easily over her flesh, and Kathleen felt more stabs of warm passion bursting over her.
"How about that," He said with a grin as his fingers reached her cunt, rubbing her sensitive flesh.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her body shivering with a terrible excitement that was even stronger than the pain in her nipple and ass.
"You're getting wet, whore," Rick said, running his fingers into the entrance of her pussy.
"What do you mean?"
He laughed softly. "You'll learn soon enough."
His fingers eased deeper into her cunt. Kathleen gave a groan of horror at feeling his fingers move up into her virgin pussy. Rick chuckled and pushed, his fingers reaching the tight drum of her cherry.
"How about that," he said, and chuckled again. "Hmmmmm. Stay there."
He stepped back and stuffed his cock back into his pants.
Kathleen was too fearful to move. She stayed exactly where he left her, leaning back against the table, her hands holding her dress up at her waist.
He opened the door to the main room, and Kathleen heard the smack of a cane and a shriek from Estelle.
"Hey, Giles," Rick said. "Did you know she was cherry?"
"Uuurrhhh! Who the fuck cares, come on whip meeeee!" Estelle screamed, and Kathleen could see her pumping up and down on Giles' cock while Stacey lashed her ass.
"You want it?" Giles asked.
"Yeah," Rick said. "I think you owe me, don't you?"
"Sure, go ahead. But do it in here, I wanna watch at least."
"Sure," Rick said, and laughed as he shut the door.
Kathleen saw Stacey lash Estelle's red ass as the dark-haired girl leaped on Giles' cock.