"Yaahhh, that's it!" Giles' moaned, and lunged upward, his cock shooting cum deep into Estelle's spasming cunt.
"Aaaghhh!" Estelle screamed, her ass thrusting back and her pussy throbbing around the shooting cock as it unloaded deep in her hot pussy. "Ooohh, come on, baby, fill me up, show that bitch of a wife of yours what a fuck is!"
Stacey went into a furious rage, lashing Estelle for all she was worth.
"Take that, I'll show you what a fuck is, you bitch!" Stacey gasped as she whipped Estelle's throbbing asscheeks.
"Yeahhhh!" Giles roared, his hips pumping and his ass pounding up and down on the cushions as he came. His cock was pumping dry, his stream of jism running out as Stacey gave Estelle a last series of vicious blows and drove the screeching woman into a final climax.
"Urrghhh, whip meeeee!" Estelle screeched. She jerked back and held her ass steady as three more strokes beat into it. Then, with a scream of satisfaction, she fell across Giles' body, gasping for breath, her tits heaving and cum oozing out of her pussy.
Stacey walked up to the two of them, tapping the cane in her gloved hand. "Now, are you sorry?"
"Oohhh, yes," Estelle said, licking and sucking at Giles' neck. "I'm awfully sorry. Should I suck him hard again for you?"
"I'll look after my man, bitch," Stacey said. "You go look after yours. You have competition now, babe, watch out."
Estelle gave a groan and rolled off Giles' cock. But she couldn't resist going back, sinking her mouth over his cummy prick and licking it clean, even if it did cost her another stroke of the cane on her ass. Then she walked over to Jim and ran her hand over his rock-hard cock as it thrust out against the front of his jeans.
"Did I neglect you?" she asked. "Was I bad?"
"Yeah," he said. "Mid you'd better start putting that right bitch!"
"Oooh, I was soooo bad!" Estelle moaned happily, and sank to her knees, giving a wince of pain and delight as her heels dug into her mashed ass. She pulled his boots off and went for his socks.
Rick pushed Kathleen forward. Kathleen was in a state of shock after watching the terrible depravity. Her father lay on the sofa, watching her while Stacey sat beside him, her skillful mouth running over his cock, licking it clean of cum. Kathleen could see that already his prick was stirring again, the blood pumping back into the shaft. Stacey picked her head up when she was sure his thick prick was clean and took the rubbery prick in her fingers. Gently she caressed his cock, her black gloves gliding over his flesh as she watched the terrified Kathleen and Rick.
Rick pushed Kathleen to the middle of the floor and stood back. "Take that dress off!"
Kathleen had her hands over her body, holding the dress sides closed over her tits. She trembled and looked around the room. They were all waiting for her. Estelle had stripped Jim's pants off and was caressing his cock, but all of them turned to watch her.
Rick took the clips out of his pocket and rattled them a little. Kathleen gave a lot scream and didn't hesitate any longer. She sobbed and slid the ripped dress off her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall in a crumpled heap around her feet. She stood waiting, her eyes down.
"Fuuuck!" Jim gasped. "No wonder you were in there so long! That's a great piece of cunt."
"You're right," Rick said.
"Come here," Rick said.
Kathleen spun to face him, her face showing her terror.
"You never cover your body unless I tell you to," he said. "Come here and let me make sure you understand that."
"I understand, really, Rick, please, I won't do it again!" Kathleen cried. She shuddered at the sight of the clips.
"If you come here, it'll be one nipple. If I have to come there, it'll be both," Rick said.
Kathleen gurgled in horror, knowing she was trapped. She walked, her legs trembling and her stomach turning to water. Trembling from head to foot, she stood in front of him, feeling the power of his command rolling over her.
"Which nipple?" he asked. His eyes bored into her, and she slowly slid her hand up and held her right tit.
"This one!" Her face went white with terror as he took the little clip and eased it over her sore and crinkled nipple.
Kathleen began moaning as he released her jaws. They closed on her nipple and the pain surged all over her. She gave a low bubbling scream, staggered, but managed to keep her feet. He let go of the clip and it hung from her nipple, sending fresh pain all over her body.
"Put your hands behind your back," he said, and Kathleen obeyed, moaning as she gripped her fingers together and sobbed in pain. "Now, what don't you do?"
"I don't hide myself!" Kathleen wailed. "Ever!"
"Good, now go over to your father and ask him if he'll take the clip off."
Kathleen sobbed and turned at once, walking over to Giles. As she approached, her nipple burning with the terrible pain, Kathleen noticed that his cock was getting harder.
"Please, Dad, will you take this off?"
"That depends," Stacey said, sliding her fingers over Giles' cock. "What have you got to offer?"
Kathleen screamed, hating the disgusting blonde with a fury she knew was helpless. "Anything! Anything you want!"
"Well," Stacey said, taking her time. "Rick's gonna take your cherry, so we can't have that. Pity…"
She reached up and pulled on the clip, twisting it on Kathleen's nipple.
"Aaaghhhh! Please, please, noooo, what do you want?" Kathleen screamed, her body bathed in sweat and her legs shaking with the agony rushing from her tits.
"When Rick's finished with you, you come over here and offer yourself to Giles whatever way he wants it, got that?" Stacey held the clip, twisting the jaws on Kathleen's nipple.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Kathleen moaned, ready to make any bargain.
"And what do I do to whores who fuck my men?" Stacey asked, twisting the clip.
"Uurrhhh!" Kathleen moaned, watching her father's massive prick as it swelled in his wife's hands. His eyes were on his daughter, feasting on her naked loveliness. "You whip them!"
"That's right. So, is that a deal?"
"Yes, yes!"
Stacey opened the jaws and the clip came clear of Kathleen's nipple. She moaned in relief and rubbed her tits, sobbing as she touched them.
Stacey handed Kathleen the clip. "Take that with you."
Kathleen turned and moaned again as she saw what Rick had been doing while she was pleading with Stacey. He'd set up a vertical square of piping, the top, of it almost at the ceiling. From each corner of the square hung leather straps, and there were more of them at intervals all over the thing. Even the bracing legs had straps on them. Kathleen didn't need to be told what the straps were for.
"Come here," Rick said.
Kathleen obeyed at once.
"Struggle, and you'll wear both clips while I fuck you," he said. "Get up there."
Kathleen wept as she stared at the horrible piece of equipment, but she obeyed him. She could just imagine the terrible pain of the clips on her nipples. She stood in the center of the apparatus and stretched her arms out when he told her to. She lowered her head and sobbed, but stayed still as Rick put the first strap around her wrist. Then he did her other arm, strapping both her wrists to the top corners of the apparatus.
Then Rick pulled the straps tight.
Kathleen gasped and moaned as he was stretched, her arms pulled up and out until she was almost hanging from them. She sobbed and wept, watching as he took hold of ha ankles and pulled them out, lashing them to the bottom corners of the metal square. She moaned and jerked, and the whole apparatus moved a link over the carpet. Rick pulled the straps tight and stepped back.
Kathleen moaned and wept, since she was now pulled out to just about the limit that her body could stand. Her arms and legs ached, but the thing that was worse was that her pussy was spread so far open.