Adam ran the tip of the thin rod over Donna's pussy. She stared up at it, her hands still holding her tits.
"Ready for cocks?" Adam asked, the tip of the horrible rod running over the very entrance to Donna's cunt, pushing her panties into the hole.
"Please, don't do this to me! Please! Yesss – aaaaghh!" Donna screamed as Adam raised the rod and lashed it right down the middle of her pussy, beating her hard clit. "Yes, yes! I'll do it – anything, if you'll just stop! Aaaghhhh! Please, I'll do it!"
"You learn slow," Adam said, "but we can treat that." He moved the rod back up over Donna's trembling body until it rested across her nipples. "Who would you like to rip your panties off and fuck you?"
"Anybody, I don't mind!" Donna screamed, watching the cane tremble over her nipples.
"Not a bad answer, but I can't resist whipping your tits, so I'll do it anyway."
"Nooo, nooo – aaaughh!" Donna screamed, in absolute agony as the rod beat her nipples, sending her large tits shaking. She held her aching tit-flesh tightly, trying to soothe the pain.
"How about him?" Adam nodded to the closest man, whose eyes were fixed on Donna's tits.
"Yes, yes, anybody, yes!"
"Tell you what," said the man, "I'd like to tit-fuck her, you don't see many as good as that."
He came forward, throwing off his shirt and casing his pants down. Several of the other men were naked by now.
"Sure," Adam said, "here, have the rod if you want to use it."
Greedily the man climbed onto the table. He took his long, thin cock and slid it between Donna's massive tit-mounds, stroking it between them so that the tip came up over her mouth at the peak of each stroke.
"Suck it, whore!" He angled his cock down a little so that it thrust between Donna's soft lips.
Donna sobbed louder as she was forced to suck on the hard cockhead. He held it there and she did her best, sucking at the cockhead that pushed into her mouth.
"Keep your tits how I like them," the man said, easing his cock back until it was buried in Donna's soft tit-flesh. He held the rod and stroked it over Donna's tits, moving it up to her nipples. "Any chance I get, I'll whip you. Got that?"
"I'll do what you want," Donna sobbed, holding her tits around his cock for dear life.
"Okay, how about this one?" Adam said, waving another man over so that Donna could see him. "He wants your cunt real bad."
Donna wept even more bitterly as she realized she would have to take two cocks at once.
"Yes, yes!" she sobbed. "Yes, he can do it!"
"All yours," Adam said pleasantly. "And remember, any fucking around by the whore and you whip her. Then get back to fucking her. Take your time, we've got all weekend."
Donna's desperate sobs rang around the room as the man who was going to fuck her went between her legs and gripped her panties. They started to tear across the sides. When one side was gone, he pulled in a fury and the whole garment was ripped away.
"Niiiice!" The man surveyed Donna's cunt. He eased her pussylips open and ran a finger into her crack. "Dry as a fuckin' bone. Here, baby lick your mom's cunt till we get her real wet on her own."
"Sure, Greg," Scarlette said. She came around and bent over, her soft mouth running over her mother's thighs.
"No, no! She's my daughter – no!" Donna screamed, jerking wildly on the table top.
"So?" The man fucking her tits lashed the cane across Donna's jutting nipples, beating a thin line of absolute agony into the woman's tit-flesh.
"She's my daughter!" Donna screamed in the most horrible mental agony.
The man pulled his cock out from between her tits and stood to one side, lashing the rod into Donna's tits in a fury.
"Aaaghhh!" Donna screamed. Her hands fell away from her whipped tit-mounds and she struggled to reach the man as he lashed her tits with hard strokes. "Noooo!"
Scarlette stood between her mother's thighs and grinned. She ran her hands over Donna's thighs, her fingers pinching at the soft white flesh.
"Hey, Mom, it's only pussy-sucking. Didn't dad ever suck you'r pussy?"
She gave a peal of laughter and rammed a finger into her mother's cunt.
"No – aagghhh!" Donna screamed as the rod cut her tits. The thin rod was more painful than the cat, and Donna's tit-flesh was already a crimson sea of pain.
"Tell us how you'd love to have your daughter suck your pussy!" The man beat the rod down once more.
"Nooo – uurrghhh! Yes, yes, yes!" Donna screamed as her tits exploded with agony. "Yes, I want my daughter to suck my pussy!"
"See how easy it is, bitch?" The man gave Donna one last lash and then climbed back on top of her. "Tits together!"
Donna gasped and choked as she held her tits for the man to slide his cock between them. He forced her hands tighter together and thrust, his cock sliding right over Donna's sobbing mouth again.
"Suck!"
Donna did as she was told, sucking on the rock-hard cockhead whenever it slid high enough. Tears ran down her face, and her body shook with pain and horror, but she held her tits together in order to obey her tormentors.
Scarlette leaned down and ran her tongue over Donna's thighs, circling, licking closer to her mother's pussy.
"Mmmmm," she purred, "and I thought my mom was a real dead head, and here she is begging me to suck her cunt. Mmmmmm!" She leaned in and her tongue ran up the length of Donna's pussylips. "Well, hey, hey! She's getting damp! Hey, Mom, you like that?"
Donna wept as her daughter licked into her pussy-crack and then deeper, sucking her clit between her lips and running her tongue deep into her pussy. Scarlette kept up her sucking, taking Donna's pussylips into her mouth and sucking at them, her hot little mouth running all over Donna's cunt.
As Donna moaned with the dual horror of the cock in her mouth and Scarlette's mouth on her pussy, Adam came up to where Imogene still hung on the pillar.
"She looks good," he said to Clark.
"Sure is," Clark replied, "real class piece of cunt."
Scarlette stepped back from her mother's pussy. "Okay, you'll get in easy now."
Greg didn't wait any longer. He came up, his cock thrusting out, and rammed it into Donna's spread pussy. She gave a lunge and a moan, but otherwise didn't move, just lay on her back on the table, sucking and suffering the brutal fuck.
Adam eased Imogene's dress up. "What a pair of legs. It's criminal to keep these hidden."
"Fuck off!" Imogene yelled, disgusted by the sight of Lana, who was with another man who rammed his cock into her cunt. She was still begging for it, her fingers twisting her nipples as she yelled and heaved in the most degraded lust.
Whatever they had done to her daughter, Imogene was determined they wouldn't do to her.
"Well, well, well, a fighter," Adam mused. "That's real nice, real nice." He drew the sides of her dress top open farther, showing the tops of Imogene's creamy tits.
Imogene kicked at him, catching him on the shin. Then she kicked back at Clark, catching him off-paid too. Clark's fingers tightened on her nipples.
"Oohhh, we're gonna have real fun with this one." Adam smiled. "It's gonna be great."
"You fucker, pervert, bastard!" Imogene yelled, her dark-blonde hair flinging wildly as she struggled and kicked out. Her tits jumped out of her bra, but she didn't care. "You're cowards, cowards! You don't dare let me down!"
"Let her down," Adam said, but Clark was already reaching for the rope.
It fell rapidly and Imogene was suddenly standing free, rubbing her wrists, staring at the disgusting orgy. Most of the men were waiting around the table, where Donna still sobbed and sucked while Greg slammed his cock into her cunt. Scarlette was on her knees, sucking cocks, moving on to the next one. And Lana was still over the sofa, a man shooting cum into her hot cunt.