On the table Claudia moaned as Peter slowly unscrewed the clamps and pulled his cock out of her shitter. She could feel some of his cum running over the crack of her ass and down into her pussy. Slowly the pain of the bonds and her nipples and ass came back to her. She lay crouched, weeping in shame. But she wasn't finished yet.
"Take her down!" Heidi snapped. "Mona carry on and Trixie hold her. We'll give you guys something to watch for a last shot tonight."
Claudia moaned and wept as the bonds were taken off and circulation returned to her feet and hands. She didn't have much time to cry over that though. She was picked up by Tom and Luther and carried over to where Marcus screamed and rolled on the bar while Mona lashed his ass with hard, severe strokes. There she was forced brutally to her knees and Trixie grabbed her hair, puffing her head back. Claudia stared in horror. Now that she knew these people, she understood what they were going to do.
Her face was only inches from Marcus' heaving cock. She was held as Heidi took hold of Marcus' swollen and sore prick, working her fingers over the helpless cock-shaft. She took the leather strap hanging from the binding around his cock and balls and teased it.
"Would you like me to take this off?" she asked.
"Yes, yes please, mistress, yes please!" Marcus shrieked. His body heaved under the whip, his ass twitched and jumped and his helpless cock throbbed in agony at the skillful touch of Heidi's fingers.
"Maybe, maybe," Heidi crooned. "You promise to be a good little dog, lick my pussy until I tell you to stop?"
Her fingers continued their slow stroking of his cock, driving him out of his mind with frustrated lust.
"Oh yes, mistress, yes!" His cock jumped while the men gathered around, laughed and drank their beer as they watched.
"Maybe. My ass needs licking out too." She ran her fingernails down his cock-shaft.
"Yes, mistress, let me do it, please, mistress!" Marcus grabbled.
"Okay then!" She pulled at the leather cord and it pulled away, taking the bindings with it.
Marcus' cock jumped free with Heidi's hands still caressing it. Instantly streams of hot cum shot out of his piss-slit, rocketing through the air, pouring over Claudia's face, drenching her mouth and cheeks. She couldn't scream or it would all run into her mouth, so she just had to stay there while the cum shot out of Marcus' cock. Finally, he lay on the ropes moaning, his cock softening.
Claudia burst into more tears as the cum ran over her eyes, down her cheeks and over her chin, to drop onto her tits and tummy. It was a dreadful degradation, made worse by the continuing pain as the blood returned to her hands and feet.
"Okay," Tom said. "Now you can take her to bed, girls. Just make sure she's well fucked in."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Claudia woke up. She twisted in the bed, her mind clawing back to some horror she remembered. Her ass hurt, and her tits, particularly the nipples. She rubbed them as she sat up in the bed.
It was a small room, with a large bed, that was about all. And dressing table. Heavy curtains covered the window.
There was something encrusted on her face. She rubbed at it and bits of dried cum flaked away. That was when the full horror came back to Claudia. She moaned and burst into tears. Dimly she remembered the night before, after Marcus shot all over her face, the two maids had dragged her to the room where they flung her across the bed. They made her take the remains of her stockings off and left. Claudia had been so worn out she just fell on the pillow and cried herself to sleep in less than a minute.
But now she was awake. Perhaps there would be a way out of here. She rolled off the bed, trying to be as quiet as she could. She had no idea what time it was, but, if it was early enough, they might all be asleep. How she would escape, naked as she was, was something she didn't think about.
She crept to the window and had her hopes dashed. It was very well barred. Still, there was the door. She rushed over and tried it, but it was locked. She wrestled with it a bit, but gave up. She wasn't strong enough to break it down and, if she had been, the noise would have had them all up at once.
She went back to the bed and fell onto it, sobbing again. Her tears wet the remains of Marcus' cum on her cheeks and she rubbed at it frantically, trying to get it all off. But it was hopeless, there was even some in her hair.
And then there was the pain in her tits and ass. Claudia shuddered as she remembered the pain of the nipple clamps. She rubbed her tits and that soothed her, so she continued doing it.
The soft warmth of her caresses on her own tits made her feel warm and secure. She slowly played with her nipples, feeling them get hard and sensitive to her fingers. As she caressed herself, her pussy became aroused, itching, her juices flowing at the feeling surging out from her tits.
Claudia would never have dreamed of masturbating before she found the horrors of this house, but the pull of her clit was very insistent. Besides she had been whipped down there, it would soothe that too.
Slowly her fingers ran down her fiat tummy, over the cum encrusted mound of her pussy until she found the damp lips of her pussy.
Claudia gasped at the feel as she parted her pussy-lips and stroked her clit bud. Sparks of lust surged out, making her moan with pleasure. She knew it was wrong, but it felt so good, particularly as it covered the lingering pain of the night before. Gently she rubbed her cunt, all the time stroking her nipples. She closed her eyes, luxuriating in the desire rising through her body.
She didn't hear the door open. She just lay there, playing with her body, enjoying the slow rise of her passions.
Until there was a loud crack and the most horrible agony burst out of the tit she wasn't caressing.
With a shriek of pain, Claudia rolled on the bed, her eyes flashing open. There stood Trixie and Mona, grinning at her. They were dressed in fresh uniforms and Trixie carried a short handled whip, the thin tail of which had just cut a red line of pain across Claudia's tit-flesh.
"W-what are you doing?" Claudia said, curled up at the head of the bed, her hands over her tits.
"That is forbidden in this house!" Trixie snapped. "Masturbating without permission."
"I-I wasn't, honest, I…"
"Don't give me that, whore!" Trixie snapped, strolling around the bed, the whip curled in her hand. "We stood and watched you." She stood over Claudia, enjoying the teacher's desperate fear. "But, we may let you off easy. Bring yourself off, go on, so we can watch."
"N-no, no please," Claudia stammered. "I wasn't doing that, honest, I wasn't."
"Stupid bitch! Do it, or face the consequences!"
Claudia knew what was coming. She shuddered at the pain and realized how much she had already surrendered to their perverted desires. She would rather masturbate in front of them than take more of the whip. With a sob of surrender, she slid her hand down her tummy and began stroking her pussy again. It didn't do a thing for her. Oppressed by the two women standing watching, she didn't get excited at all.
"Stupid whore," Mona said, her dark hair tossing over her shoulders. "Now come on, or we'll give you something to really remember!"
Claudia realized she would have to fake an orgasm. She wondered how to do it, but it seemed easy enough. Her fingers speeded up on her clit. She stretched her legs and moaned. Arching her back, she gave some more moans and fell back across the bed, gasping.
"Not bad, whore," Trixie snapped, "but we wanted a come, not a shitty performance. That does it!"
Claudia gasped as Trixie pulled her dress up and slid her panties off, stepping out of them in one movement. The hard blonde then stepped onto the bed and stood over Claudia while the frightened teacher shook and crawled farther away.