"Not that, not what you said!" Erica screamed. "Not that!"
"Boys," Rhoda said, and they grabbed her. "Sit her down in that chair."
As Erica screamed and wept. Shaun and Willy forced her into the high-backed chair that Amy had been lashed to. They took her hands and tied them.
"No, don't, please, no!" Erica groaned as Willy put a thick black collar around her neck and clipped it to the middle of the chair back, holding her head almost rigidly still. She strained against the collar, but her neck hurt almost immediately and she gave up.
Willy pulled her ankles out and tied them to the bottom of the chair legs. Finally they slipped a thick belt around her waist and tightened that around, the back of the chair.
"Now," Rhoda said, "pull it over there, on the table. On its back."
Erica gave a scream, but the boys picked up the chair and laid it on the table. Now she was lying on her back, her legs up, bent at the knees, her head hanging over the edge of the table and the back of the chair. Her little slip fell onto her tummy, exposing her thighs and the white of her panty-covered pussy. She struggled against the bonds that held her wrists, but they just cut into her flesh.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. She looked up and there was Amy, lashed as helplessly as she was. The two girls burst into fresh tears.
"Now, my two sweethearts," Rhoda said. She leaned over Erica and slid her hands over the bound girl's neck, moving down toward her tits. "You're gonna suck cock, baby. Suck lots of cock. And if any of Shaun's cum gets on the chair, you'll lick it up, got that?"
Her hand reached Erica's bra and pushed inside.
"Oh, don't, don't do that!" Erica cried. She tried to lift her head and look, but Rhoda pushed her back down and went on, her fingers playing over the helpless girl's tits.
"Let's have this open," Rhoda said, and reached around Erica for the clip of her bra. As Erica moaned and twisted, Rhoda's expert fingers reached the tiny clip and opened it. She pulled the bra cups away and pushed at the slip.
"No, no, don't!" Erica gasped, struggling and jerking. But Rhoda tore it, and Erica's little slip parted at the top and began to rip down. Rhoda stopped once, then ripped again, parting the slip almost to the waist and tossing the sides open.
"Not bad," Rhoda said, and stepped back. "Worth waiting for, boys?"
Erica's tits were worth waiting for. Small, thrusting and firm, they heaved with her sobs as she lay lashed to the chair, her bra cups slipping away and falling onto the chair back with every movement she made. Her slip hem was slipping up her body, too, showing more and more of her pussy-hugging white panties.
"Now," Rhoda said, "get me the small cat, Shaun."
"Uh, sure," he said, and rushed to the closet. Erica strained to see what a cat was and gave a horrible scream when she saw. It was a whip with a short handle and many tails, each one about two feet long and tightly knotted at regular intervals. Shaun rushed up to Rhoda and gave her the terrible whip.
"Now," Rhoda said, "I'm going to show you how to use this."
She stood over Erica's face and Erica gave a long scream of horror. The scream got louder as Rhoda dropped the cat tails and let them drape over Erica's lovely, heaving tits.
"Don't be stupid when you use a whip," Rhoda said, trailing the cat tails over Erica's heaving tit-mounds. "Don't damage the merchandise. It doesn't work too well then, got that?"
"Yeah," Shaun said, his eyes on Erica's tits. "Pain gets you what you want when use it properly," Rhoda said. "Like this."
Erica stared up at the terrible woman. Rhoda's body jerked, her tits jutting out as she held the cat and lifted it over Erica's body. Rhoda spread her legs around Erica's face, her hot pussy pressing so close that Erica could feel the heat through the tight leather panties.
Erica saw the cat out of the corner of her eye as it lashed down and the most terrible pain rushed out of her tits.
"Aaaghhh!" she screamed, and bucked like a wild thing in the chair, her arms twisting, her whole body on fire. Agony burst out of her tit flesh as the tight leather tails beat in.
"See, don't get carried away," Rhoda said. "Whip her as much as you like, but don't damage the merchandise."
She gave Erica another stroke and the helpless girl leaped in the chair, screaming and wailing.
"Got that?" Rhoda asked.
"You bet," Shaun said, and took the cat from her.
Erica stared up at her one-time boyfriend, her sobs almost choking her. He took his cock out of his shorts and let it slide over her mouth, caressing her lips, the rock-hard length pulsating with lust. Erica had never seen anything so big before, it was seven or eight inches of hard male cock, and she was sure she could never get it inside her innocent mouth.
Shaun trailed the cat tails over her reddened tits.
"Boy!" he gasped. "Are you gonna suck cock! Right down your throat, honey, oh fuck, I've waited for this too long!"
"Oh, no please, Shaun, please!" Erica sobbed, but the cat was going up and Shaun's throbbing cock pushed at her mouth.
Rhoda walked over to the sobbing, struggling Amy as she hung on the chair back. Willy stood in front of the moaning girl, his cock out, running it close to her lips and she wept and begged him to stop.
Rhoda slid her hands up over Amy's lovely, tight asscheeks.
"Oh, these are real nice," she said. She slid Amy's slip up out of the way and caressed Amy's flesh through the little panties. Amy sobbed and struggled, but she was bound too tightly. Her ass twisted helplessly.
Rhoda picked up the cane and slid it over Amy's ass, pushing it under her lacy suspender straps and puffing at them a little.
"As I recall," she said, "you have twelve strokes coming to you, right?"
She slid the cane back out of Amy's suspender straps.
"Ohhhh, God!"
The cane cut her ass hard, lashing down and beating a thin line of agony across her tight flesh.
"Noooo! Aaagahhh!" Amy screamed, jerking on the chair back, her frantic jerk making the chair bounce on the carpet.
"You have twelve of these coming to you, right?"
"Aaahhh, no, please!" Amy screamed in real agony as she took another stroke across her ass. As she screamed, Willy pushed his hard cock at her mouth and it slid inside. In desperation, she pulled her head away. "I said, you have."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Amy screamed. "I have, I have!"
"If, by the time I've given you the twelve, you've got Willy's cock in your mouth, then I'll stop," Rhoda said. "If not, then you get whipped until he comes in your mouth."
Amy choked in desperate horror. She stared at Willy's hard cockhead, bouncing inches from her lips. The hint of his salty jizz lingered in her mouth from just the split second of contact. She would rather die than take his prick into her mouth again.
CHAPTER THREE
"One," Rhoda said, and whipped the cane across Amy's tight asscheeks.
The helpless girl screamed in agony, twisting on the chair back trying to escape her punishment.
"Two," Rhoda said as she lashed Amy hard, the cane bending as it whipped into the young girl's shuddering flesh.
"Aaaghhh! Oh God!" Amy screeched, heaving and pulling at the ropes that bound her.
"Stop, please, stop!"
"Three," Rhoda said, and laid the cane across Amy's red ass with a sickening slap.
She slid her fingers down to her pussy, easing the zipper of her panties down and sliding a finger in, playing with her red hot cunt.
"Four!" she gasped, her finger blurring on her clit. "This is great!"
She held the cane up for a second as Amy's ass trembled and the bound girl twisted, trying to see what was going on.
"Five," Rhoda said, and the thin wooden cane whipped into Amy's ass once more.
"Uurrghh, oh God!" Amy screamed. "Help me, help me!"