Amanda gasped as she looked down and saw that a lot of Ken's cum had fallen across Sammy's tits. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she knew that the whip would beat her for any refusal, so she bent even farther and licked at the drops running slowly down the smooth curve of her sister's tit-mounds.
"Oh stop it, stop it!" Sammy groaned in horror as she saw her younger sister licking at her soft, inflamed tit-flesh.
Amanda closed her eyes and licked at the white sperm, getting closer to Sammy's nipples as she went.
"All of it!" said Ken.
Then Jack wound the rope around Sammy's arms, pulling it in until her elbows touched behind her back and she wept with pain. This thrust her tits out until they presented the most perfect target for Jack and Ken.
"Now suck her nipples," Ken ordered.
He gave Sammy to Jack, and went back to survey the rows of whips.
Sammy shook from head to toe as her sister sucked on her stretched nipples. The swirling of her sister's tongue sent shudders of fear and awful lust through the kneeling woman. She moaned and struggled, but Jack held her tightly.
"Now lick lower," Jack said. "You've cleaned her tits."
Tears poured out of Amanda's eyes as she slowly licked across Sammy's fiat stomach. Some cum had landed there, and she licked it up.
Sammy's body heaved as she gasped, weeping with terrible frustration and rage. Her legs trembled, her knees almost bouncing on the carpet as she tried to hide her desperate arousal.
Jack's cock got harder by the second. "Now lick lower!"
Amanda sobbed. She knew what was coming, and a terrible lust grew in her. Her pussy dampened and rolled around the vibrator as her muscles clutched and heaved at it. Amanda had always had a deep, hidden, desperate desire to kiss and suck her sister's tits and pussy. Now she was ordered to, and she choked and gasped.
Slowly her mouth slid down the soft skin of Sammy's belly, on and on, until she touched the top of Sammy's furry pussy-mound. There she paused, moaning, waiting for the order that would take away any lingering doubt as to what she had to do.
"Lie on your back," Ken said.
He stood by the sisters, another whip in his hand. It was actually the thinnest birch they had been able to find. It trembled in his hands.
Amanda found herself on her back, looking up at Sammy's pussy, and the two men beside her.
"Open your legs, Amanda, and play with yourself," Ken said.
Amanda found it was very hard to disguise her lust as she obediently slid her knees apart and ran her hands aver the smooth flesh or her thighs. She still had her stockings on, and she ran her fingers over the wet crack of her cunt and deeper, onto her clit. She gasped and bit her lip as desire pulsed through her.
"Don't make yourself come," Ken warned, "if you come without permission, you'll get whipped."
Amanda moaned. She slowed the speed of her fingers, trying to keep the level of pleasure down.
"Now, bitch," said Ken to Sammy. "I've had it. You've asked far everything you've got, and I'm about to up the ante. I'm gonna whip the shit outa you until I get what I want. Hold her, Jack."
"No!" Sammy shrieked, but the thin cane swung back and cracked across her thrusting tits.
The terrible sound echoed from the walls of the dungeon as Sammy heaved and arched her back at the eruption of pain from her nipples. The whip lashed, and her flesh jiggled as it beat a thin red line across her heaving tit-mounds.
"Open your legs, your sister is going to suck you off!" ordered Ken.
"No, don't, I won't I – aaaggghhh!" Sammy screamed as her body contorted again under the dreadful power of the whip.
The thin wood bounced off her tits, leaving another tight line of pain behind. Sammy sobbed and pushed back at Jack as it swished in again, but she couldn't get away. Once more, her tits erupted in agony and her helpless scream rang round the room.
"Open your legs, whore!" said Ken, flicking the whip over her heaving tit-jugs, his cock hard again as the woman twisted and writhed in agony. "You deserve this, cunt, and don't forget it! I'm gonna get you for every man you tortured!"
"They were fucking wimps!" Sammy shrieked as the whip landed again. Her tits were crimson with pain and her breath heaved as Jack bent her head even farther back and laughed at her.
"I bet they were." He grinned. "You didn't want to risk it with real men, did you?"
Sammy sobbed, then screamed again as the whip cut across her nipples, bouncing her tits over her chest. She found it hard to see now as tears filled her eyes, but she could make out the cane ant swung up and across her chest, exploding more unbearable agony through her.
"Open your fuckin' legs!" Jack roared. He bent down and picked up his whip from the floor, and Sammy almost fainted in desperation. Still holding Sammy by the hair, Jack stepped to one side and lined the whip up on her ass.
"Ohhhh, do as they say!" Amanda pleaded. She moaned as the rising passion of her fingers over her wet pussy-flesh threatened to send her into a helpless climax.
Sammy screeched in utter agony as Jack whipped her across her ass. Ken lashed her tits and her body contorted as she tried with to escape the terrible beatings.
Jack forced her higher so that he could get a better shot at her ass.
"Open your legs, whore!" Jack snarled. "If you don't do it in a moment, I'm gonna string you up so I can get a real shot in at you!"
Sammy screamed as the two whips beat her exposed flesh. She panted and heaved. She was utterly disgusted that this pain, inflicted by men she despised, should make her come with more power than anything she had got from humiliating them. She screamed, her body contorting as the thin canes lashed her to a frenzy of uninhibited passion.
"Open!" Jack roared and, suddenly unaware of what she was doing, Sammy's knees slid apart a little on the carpet.
"Farther!" Jack shouted, and screaming and sobbing, Sammy let her legs open wider and wider until they were spread enough for Amanda to get between them.
"Now crawl forward, over Amanda's face!" Jack yelled, giving Sammy a last lash of the whip.
He head spinning, her mind a crawling mass of conflicting desires, Sammy wriggled forward until her pussy was right over Amanda's face. She bucked and heaved as Ken lashed her tits, and then both the girls heard the command they knew was coming.
"Down!" ordered Ken. "Open until she can suck you!"
Sammy couldn't even scream. Sobbing and weeping, she felt the first touch of Amanda's lips on her pussy. The cane lashed across her tits, forcing another helpless scream from her. Slowly, she spread her legs farther, and felt Amanda's warm mouth sucking her hot pussy. The terrible climaxes surged up in her until she shook and gasped, trying to stop them.
"Suck her good, bitch!" Ken whipped Sammy's tits, watching them bounce up and down to the slashing drive of the thin cane. His cock stuck out, hard and ready. He stroked it slowly as he watched them.
Amanda felt Sammy giving in to the surging lust crashing over her. Sammy's legs opened wider and her hot pussy slid over Amanda's mouth, spuming and jerking with lust. Neither of them wanted to admit what was happening. Amanda felt the flood of Sammy's pussy-juices running down into her mouth and knew that all the repression's were breaking down in both of them.
Amanda groaned and her legs stretched apart as her lingers forced the vibrator deeper into her wet pussy, ramming the huge imitation cock into her guts.
For Sammy, the twin pressures of Amanda's mouth on her cunt and the whip on her tits were driving her totally out of her mind. All her pent up emotion was spilling helplessly out of her as the pain and deep sensual sucking combined to drive her into a climbing series of orgasms.
"Go on, you cunts!" roared Ken. "Go on, bring her off! Come, you bitches, then we can really have some fun!"
His hand swept up and slashed the whip across Sammy's tits, leaving another line of agony in the crimson mass of pulped flesh. Sammy didn't care any longer. Her mouth opened and her guttural screams of release beat out across the room.