Susan cried out again, the flat muscles of her belly quivering. She screamed wildly once more, drawing her legs up when Clint slashed an X across her lower belly with the broad black leather belt.
"No, no!"
Susan felt the belt striking just under her left kneecap now. He was going crazy, hitting her everywhere at once! Her legs kicked out, drew back, then kicked out again, making her body swing. Her feet were out behind her now and Jack lashed his belt over and over against her naked soles, sending shots of incredible agony up her kicking legs. Her long blonde hair dangled back to her ass as she wailed, her mouth torn open with more screams.
The arches of her feet were his prime targets now. Jack slowed his strokes, trying to apply them just when Susan didn't expect them. The sensitive skin of her feet burned wildly as Susan thought that belt surely must be crushing the small bones inside. She jerked her heads from, left to right, pulling and yanking at the overhead chains. Susan let the iron links slice into her flesh, her sobs and cries half-choking her into silence.
"Uhhhhhhh…"
She managed to straighten her legs when the beating stopped for a moment. Jack flogged at the backs of her knees, the leather creasing the soft white flesh of her calves. Susan cried out again. Jack then directed the belt against her heated ass, a blazing agony radiating from her asshole to her cunt.
"Uhhh… nooooooooo!"
Juice ran down from her cunt, striping her thighs and legs. Jack took over from Clint now, lashing her body, concentrating his belting on her ass. Susan clenched her ass cheeks until they ached, trying to protect her sensitive asshole.
There were times when the teacher thought the belt was skinning her alive. She thought of all those stories of women being found hideously murdered in their homes, all of them showing signs of grotesque sexual abuse. "Nooooo!"
With complete despair the woman let herself dangle, her head back. Susan felt her asscheeks relax, opening to the man behind her. That was what Jack had been waiting for.
"Yghaghhghghhhhh!"
Susan thought a tongue from hell had stung her asshole. With a slashing overhead stroke, the teen ripped the end of the belt down the valley of her ass crack, the beveled end biting into her asslips. It pulled the tender ring out of shape. Susan yelped and screamed, feeling as if he had ripped-out her ass guts.
"Aaaaghghhghhh!"
Susan thought her throat was going to be raw from the screaming. Shaking her head, the blonde woman screamed and screamed as that hideous belt stung and bit at her wrinkled, gray/pink asshole.
"Man, you're gonna tip 'er apart if you keep beatin' the shit outta her ass like that," Clint warned.
"Okay, you want her asshole so much. You go and take it. She's hot and ready and ripe for an ass-fuckin' right now," Jack said, pulling back.
Clint moved around, jamming one finger up against her asshole. Susan winced, grinding her teeth together as her clit began sputtering so deliciously. The abused ring of the rubbery ass muscle felt as if it were being driven up into her belly. The woman clawed upward, her fingers tightening around the iron links holding her wrists prisoner. Again she thought she could feel something popping in her shoulders. And yet a strange, lusty fire began around the rim of her asshole as he moved that awful index finger in and out of her asshole. Susan's hips shot back, offering more of her plump ass to him.
"She wants it… wants it real bad," Clint said, taking note of the involuntary movements.
"She wants it all real bad. Gonna plug up that pussy with my cock rod after you get through jammin' the bitch in the ass."
Clint yanked his finger out of her asshole. Susan grimaced. A twisted, hot feeling in and around her asshole seemed to inflame her cunt even more. Susan groaned, loving the slick rub of her pussylips against one another. If only someone would touch her there again! If only Jack would stick his cock into her pussy and fuck her!
"Go in, man! Go in and make that fuckin' bitch scream!" Jack encouraged.
There was a dragging sound behind her and Susan rolled her head around, seeing Clint pulling a chair around behind her. The feelings in her fuck-zones were growing hotter, more intense. She wanted to dangle closer to whatever the teen would force into her. Swallowing a lump of fear and excitement, the woman remembered that fat cock dangling in front of her. How she wanted it now!
"My God!"
Both teens were naked now. Clint was puffing behind her, getting up on the chair while Jack moved to the side, sliding his fingers up and down his cock. Susan licked her dry lips, her heart beating so hard she thought it would surely tear right through her ribcage! The muscles knotted painfully in her arms as more perspiration dotted her wrinkled forehead. She waited, the flutter in her cunt was increasing, becoming a furnace of slippery heat.
She thought of hanging there helplessly while Jack shoved that uncut cock into her cunt. A fresh flood of cuntjuice oozed from between her labes. Again the woman tried twisting her head around to see, what on earth Clint was doing. Why was it taking him so much time?
And then she felt him grabbing the wide horns of her hipbones, steadying himself by pressing his knees against the backs of her legs. Susan felt her body sway forward a little, the increased movements adding to the pulling tension aching through her wrists and arms. Susan gasped. Clint was fingering her pussy now, his digits rubbing up and down the outsides of her cuntlips.
Susan let out another cry, this time drawing her knees together in a vain attempt to keep the teen's hands there between her legs. How the heat concentrated in that wet, furry bundle between her thighs! And when he touched her clit, slipping two fingers into her cunthole at the same time, the woman went wild! She arched her spine, kicking her legs out as if someone bad touched her with a live electric wire.
Fucking with her students! The woman no longer cared who was in front or behind her. They had driven propriety and morality right out of her with all the teasing torture. All Susan could think of now was cockmeat – inches of it just out of her reach. Rutting shamelessly, the teacher only wanted to be fucked long and hard.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Susan arched her back slightly, looking for his prick. Clint grunted out some obscene curse, making his buddy laugh. Then she felt his fingers tightening around her jutting hipbones. He was leaning into her body, his chest pressing against her back. Hot and wet, his cock was sliding cross ways over her asscheek, then slipping into her asscrack! Her eyes widened, her mouth let out a sigh of surprise and excitement. From the way he was holding onto her, Susan knew he was doing it – going to fuck her asshole!
"Man, she's goin' for it. Christ! She's gonna cum right now if you don't hurry up," Jack warned.
"Wanna drag this out. Christ, ain't fucked an ass like this… a nice full one, in a long time. That Mary Ann Simmons was the last one. All she kept moanin' about was how much it hurt. This one – shit! She can't wait till I stick my cock up her asshole!"
Then with a sudden piercing pain, the head of his fat prick found her. Susan yelled, feeling the blunt cock head pressing hard against her whipped virgin asshole. The pain made her legs jerk out, her belly tighten while her arms knotted up once again. Her body shook and jiggled against the rattling chains as that fat cockhead continued working its way up into her asshole.
"Yaghghhghghghh!"
"Take it, teach. Come on, take it, slut, bitch! You wanted it so bad in school. Now you're gonna get it," Clint growled, holding on tight and sliding his cock into Susan's tight hot ass.
CHAPTER THREE
Jack quickly tired of her yelling. He stepped up to her and struck her hard across the cheek with the back of one hand.