"It's up to you, boys," Rhoda said easily, leaning back in her chair. "Take 'em home, or obey me like you said."
"You got it," Shaun said breathlessly. "I mean, fuck, this chick's got a body that drives me crazy and I can't get near it!"
He got up, staring at Erica, undisguised lust in his eyes.
"So you jerk off a lot, hey?" Rhoda asked with a grin, her blonde hair framing her face in the soft light. Her open, rather sensually beautiful features now had a hard line to them, and her dark eyes burned into the two girls.
"Yeah," Shaun said, "fuck, thinking of her the whole fuckin' time!"
"Now, my dear," Rhoda said, coming up close to the two cousins, "are you ready to take off your dress?"
"No, now please, we want to go home," Erica said her voice cracking. "Please, Shaun, stop this!"
"Not possible," Rhoda said softly, and slid a hand up to Erica's terrified face. "You have to take your dress off."
"No, now please, this is not…"
"If you don't, I'll have the boys hold you down over one of the chairs and whip you until you agree to do it," Rhoda said.
"What? No, you can't, you can't!" Erica gasped, and Amy flung her arms around her cousin, shaking in terror.
"Last chance," Rhoda said.
"No, no!" Erica screamed.
"Hold her, boys," Rhoda said. "And tie this other one up."
"What? No," Erica cried as Willy and Shaun advanced on her. "Stop this, stop!"
Her purse fell to the floor as Shaun twisted her arm behind her back, holding her.
"Stop it!" she moaned.
"Oh, boy, I'm gonna fuck your brains out!" Shaun whispered into Erica's ear.
"No, stop this, I'll report you for rape!" Erica screamed, struggling in his hands, her arm sore already from the brutal hold he had on her.
Meanwhile Willy grabbed Amy. He smiled into her soft, lovely face, his eyes alight with lust.
"You're gonna love this," he said.
"Stop, please!" Amy whispered, her body shaking in terror. "Don't do it!"
Willy just grinned and took a long length of rope from Rhoda as she came back from a closet. Grinning, he pushed Amy into one of the high backed chairs and lashed the rope to the top of it, then grabbed one of Amy's wrists before she could react.
Amy screamed and tried to pull away but her wrist was lashed to the chair back quickly, and Willy reached for her other hand, grabbing it, even though she struggled as hard as she could.
Willy took the rest of the rope and swung it around her body as she struggled and wept in the chair. Still grinning, he reached in and ran his hand over the front of Amy's lovely white summer dress.
"No early ropes," Rhoda said. "If you do this, you do it my way."
She took the end of the rope and swung it around Amy's body a few more times before lashing it to one of the chair legs.
"That should do," she said. "It doesn't have to hold for long."
She left the wailing, sobbing Amy where she was, her arms up and straining against the ropes that held her to the chair.
"Now, my little love," Rhoda said grimly to Erica as the cowering girl struggled in Shaun's grasp.
"I'll never speak to you again!" Erica screamed at him as she was turned to face the tall blonde.
"Over that," Rhoda said, pointing to a large, stuffed chair near the table.
Amy was terrified. She hung her head, trying to avoid what was going on. Almost the worst thing was Louis. He sat in his chair, staring at her and at Erica, his eyes bright. The front of his pants bulged with his massive cock, and he rubbed it occasionally, his body jerking with the throbbing of his cock.
"No, you can't, noooo!" Erica screamed as the boys rushed her to the chair and forced her face down over the padded back. "Stop it, stop!"
One of her shoes came off and bounced on the thick carpet. She wept as Shaun leaned on her back, holding her into the chair while Willy grabbed her ankle and pulled her legs open.
"You can't, no!" Erica gasped, trying to pull off the chair back. Her summer dress was up over her thighs, showing the tops of her stockings as she tossed helplessly.
Willy tied her foot to the chair leg, sliding the rope over a thick pad that went around her ankle. Then he went for her other foot.
"Stop it, stop!" Erica cried, struggling against Shaun's hand on her back. "You can't, ooohhh, God, no!"
She dropped, her face almost in the chair cushions as her other ankle was lashed securely to the chair leg and she hung over the back, her legs spread and her dress up over her thighs.
Willy took over leaning on her back and Shaun took hold of her hands, pulling them out as he slipped tight leather straps over her wrists.
"You horror!" Erica moaned. "Why are you doing this?"
"If I don't fuck you, I'm gonna go crazy," Shaun said. "I gotta have it, baby, I gotta."
"Not before we're married," Erica cried. "I'm a virgin."
"I should fucking well hope so," Shaun said. "If you weren't, I'd beat the shit out of you for leading me on."
Erica sobbed and pleaded with him as he tied her wrists to the front legs of the chair. He ignored her and stood back, gazing at his handiwork.
Erica screamed and sobbed as she struggled. She was utterly helpless, her arms and legs stretched to the limit, her ass sticking up in the air on the chair back.
"Not bad," Rhoda said, coming back from the closet.
Both the girls gave sobs as they saw her. In place of her black shoes, she now wore black boots to just below her knees. And that wasn't the worst of it. She paraded before Erica, and showed her the thin cane she carried in her hand. It was wood, about four feet long.
"You two should take a little more care about these things," Rhoda said, examining the bonds. "Care makes the difference between a real good stroke and one they can avoid. Watch."
She pushed Erica, and Erica lurched on the chair back, her ass twisting away from Rhoda.
"Tighten them!"
The boys jumped forward.
"No, please, stop this!" Erica cried as her hands and ankles were grasped and the bonds tightened.
"Now, come on," Rhoda said to Willy as he fumbled with the bonds on Erica's ankles. "Get those pads right. Do you want to mess up her stockings?"
Erica burst into tears and sobbed her heart out.
"Let's try again," Rhoda said, and pushed the bound Erica. This time the weeping girl hardly moved at all, and her ass stayed right where it was. "That's important. You wait till you see the way she jerks from a cane across the ass."
"Yeahhh!" Willy gasped as he and Shaun stood back a little, their eyes on the bound girl and their cocks thrusting against the fronts of their pants.
"Now, watch this and learn. Oh, by the way, girls," Rhoda said, and held up a small key. "This is to the door. It wouldn't hold a tank out, but it'll hold you in. So don't bother trying to escape. It'll be very painful as well as futile."
Amy choked as she struggled in the chair, staring at her helpless cousin bound over the soft chair back. And Louis' eyes were on her too, swinging to devour Erica's wonderful curves and then back to Amy again.
Rhoda took her time, strolling around the helpless Erica twice before she came to a stop right behind her.
"Great," she said. "I thought you were kidding, Shaun. When you told me how good these two were. Just young lust, I thought. But no, these two are real class – real class."
She ran her hand back up over Erica's thighs and pale stockings until her fingers went over the tops and played with the lacy suspender straps.
"Nice," she said.
"Please take your hands off!" Erica moaned, feeling even worse that a woman was doing this to her. Her feet flapped as she tried to get a grip on the floor, her legs trembling in the tight bonds.