But he didn't listen. He gripped her ankles and pulled, strapping them to the outside of the bar stand and forcing her legs wide open.
Amy stood and trembled. There was a horrible excitement in watching Erica get tied up, her ass sticking up and her long legs stretched to the limit. And Mr. X was so commanding. He knew exactly what he was doing, and Amy understood in the depths of her mind that she would obey him totally, whatever he wanted. Her lovely thrusting tits heaved in her little bra as she watched him lash Erica's wrists to the bottom of the apparatus, betiding her double on the bar.
"Now," he said, standing back. "That's better."
He eased Erica's dress up over her ass, revealing the lacy suspender straps, the tiny black panties and the wonderful curves of Erica's tight asscheeks. They were still deep red from all the whipping she had received and he ran his hand over the mashed flesh.
"Mmmmm," he said as Erica gave a moan of pain. "I see you got quite a lot of attention. Well, there's more for you."
Erica sobbed and wept in horror, but the most terrible thing happened as his hand caressed her flesh. Sparks of passion shot out and she trembled, her ass throbbing in expectation of the pain to come. She groaned, her body alive with sudden, surging passion.
But Mr. X was going to make her wait. He sat down in a chair and extended his feet.
"Take my boots off," he said to Amy.
Amy felt his power over her as she came forward and knelt at his feet. She leaned forward, allowing him the best possible view of her cleavage as she pulled at his boots. They came off easily and she went on to his socks. Then he stood up and made her undress him. Amy trembled and sobbed, her eyes unable to leave his cock as she obeyed. It hadn't gone down at all, and it made her gasp with a horrible desire. She didn't understand why, but she wanted it, wanted it rammed up into her body.
Finally he made her get a robe and put it on him as Erica hung on the bar and sobbed, staring up through her spread legs, at them. His cock pushed out of the front of the robe as he took Amy over to the wall where the whips hung in rows.
"Pick out the one I should discipline your cousin with."
Amy gave a low moan. She stared along the rows of whips. She was almost, choking as she tried to reach up for one of them.
"P-please, sir! I can't!"
"Yes, you can," he said, and Amy felt a shiver go through her. "If you can't, I'll pick one and whip you with it afterwards."
She sank to her knees in front of him and reached for his cock, sliding her mouth over his cockhead.
"You must choose, sir!" she gasped, her mouth running onto his cockhead until the th thick head pushed at her throat.
"Very well," he said, and reached up to the wall.
But Amy felt his cock swell in her mouth and knew she had done the right thing. She stood up when he commanded her to.
He showed her a cat with the long, knotted tails. She gasped and nodded. Then he led her back to where Erica struggled and wept on the bar, her ass twitching and jerking. He stood close and lashed the tails across Erica's heaving asscheeks. Erica shrieked and jerked on the bar.
"Suck me off, while I punish your cousin."
"Yes, sir," Amy said, and sank to her knees again. She took his cock and sucked it again, going weak with desire as the massive prick ran over her lips and into her mouth. Her pussy trembled and gushed juices, and she moaned with rising desire.
He lashed the cat across Erica's ass hard, the stroke beating fresh crimson pain into the bound girl. Erica screamed jerking as the agony burst from her flesh and rushed over her, sending depraved passion surging with it, tearing into the last resistance she had.
The cat whipped her again and Erica shrieked, her ass throbbing as a climax burst over her. She sobbed as she came, helplessly jerking to the beat of the whip.
"You never talk unless spoken to," Mr. X said as he whipped her again.
"Aaaaghghhh!" Erica screamed, twisting on the bar, her hand gripping the bonds. "Yes, sir, yessss!"
"Tell me what a good girl you're going to be," he said, and whipped her hard.
"Uuuurrghhh! Yes, sir, yes! I'll be good, I will!"
"Good!"
Erica gave an unearthly wail and tossed on the bar, tossing as her orgasm broke and erupted through her in pure pain. She wanted the whip, her ass thrust for it, but it had stopped.
Amy sucked at his prick, her mouth drooling over the hard flesh. She eased her mouth back up until her lips just caressed his thick round cockhead.
"Please, sir," she said. "Can I rub my pussy while I suck you?"
He ran his hand through her hair. "Sure. You can rub your pussy any time, unless I tell you not to."
"Oh, thank you, sir!" Amy moaned, and slid her hand into her panties, rubbing her clit as she worked her mouth farther onto his massive cock.
"Now, my little one, what do you want?" he asked, draping the cat tails in full view of Erica's staring eyes.
"Aaaaaghhhhhhh, please, whip me!" Erica groaned. She thrust her ass up. "Whip me, hurt me, sir, please!"
She sobbed, her will broken. The cat lashed into her ass, some of the tails beating into her throbbing clit and she screamed with lust, her passion breaking over her again.
"Aaaaghhh! Yes, sir, yessss!" she cried, writhing and jerking on the bar, her crashing climax bursting over her.
With a smile of total satisfaction, Mr. X lashed her with sharp strokes, beating the delicious agony through her ass and deep into her pussycrack as well.
As her cousin surrendered to her desires, Amy felt Mr. X's cock swell in her mouth and she realized he was going to shoot again. She rubbed her pussy frantically, sinking into the pit that Erica had already entered. Soft waves of orgasm surged over her as she heard Erica's screams of lust ring around the room and Mr. X shot his hot cum into her mouth. She sucked at the spurting cock, feeling the throbs of satisfaction bursting through it as her soft mouth took the jism. She gasped and came as more hot goo poured out of his prick and into her welcoming mouth.
"Aaahhhh, yeaaaahhh!" he gasped in satisfaction as he came, lashing the cat against Erica's tight asscheeks to the beat of his shooting cock. "That's good?"
Erica screamed as her climax poured over her. It gushed and peaked as the cat lashed her, sending her into a final wail of lust as she hit the top and crashed over, her ass still jerking as the last blows of the knotted cat tails took her down into a soft well of satisfaction.
Amy sucked the last of Mr. X's cum from his cockhead and kept her mouth on his cock, sucks ing as she slowly fingered her pussy. His cock showed no sign of going down, and he hadn't given her any instructions, so she kept sucking.
"Very good," Mr. X said. "I think we're almost there."
CHAPTER NINE
Mr. X pulled Amy's head off his prick. The thick cock was still as hard as before, and Amy moaned in horrible desire as her lips came off the massive round ball of his cockhead.
"Please, sir!" she gasped. "Can I speak?"
"Yes."
"How does your cock stay hard?" Amy asked. "When the boys came, their cocks went down."
She leaned in and licked his cockhead again, her soft lips trembling over the surface.
He laughed softly. "I need it at least ten times a day, often more."
Amy gave a groan, imagining the streams of cum that could come shooting out of his cock for her. All day, every day. She was dizzy with passion and leaned farther in, taking his cock in her mouth and sucking the hard flesh, her tits heaving as she gasped and moaned. She was helpless in the emotional and physical grip of the mysterious man.
"Did I tell you to suck my cock?" he asked. "No, no, sir," Amy said, sliding her hands over his thighs and taking his cock farther into her mouth. She rove her mouth deeper and his cockhead slid into her throat, her throbbing neck muscles spasming over it.