Martin laughed. "Down!" he snapped, and instantly Kathy flattened herself on the hard cock, her ass waving as her climaxes burst over her. Martin seized the cane and lashed it across Kathy's thrusting ass cheeks.
"Aaaaghh! Oh thank you, sir, thank you!" Kathy screamed. "Oh, beat me harder, harder, I must have it, I must!"
Kathy closed her eyes and heaved her ass up until the cock almost slipped out of her pussy. The cane whipped another deep red line into her on checks and her scream echoed from the walls as she slammed down on the cock again.
"More, more," she begged, until Dorothy was sick with shame at her daughter.
Kathy's body heaved up and down on the cock until she suddenly gave one unearthly scream and collapsed, panting and sweating on the horse.
"Ohhhh thank you, sir!" she gasped. "Ohhhh, thank you, that was wonderful, ohhhh, that was wonderful!"
"Little whore," said Martin approvingly turning back to Dorothy. She could see that his cock was back to its full hardness. It stood out, and he slowly ran his hand up and down the shaft, surveying his bound prisoner. "Now, we teach this one to suck pussy. And then some more cock."
Zola slowly spread her thighs over Dorothy's face and opened the lips of her pussy. "Suck it, and suck it good."
Dorothy saw the wet cunt flesh only inches above her face. The strong smell of a woman in heat reached Dorothy's nose, and she thought she was going to be sick. Zola slid a finger into her cunt and slowly pulled it out. Then she worked it across Dorothy's face, just below her nose, so that the rank smell invaded her nostrils again.
"Suck it, bitch," Zola said softly. "Or your tits will know all about it, and after all, they've been punished enough tonight, I would think."
She pushed her finger at Dorothy's lips, but Dorothy clenched her teeth and it wouldn't go in. Zola chuckled and pulled her finger back. Martin leaned over Dorothy, the thin cane in his hands. "Can I just give you a word of advice? If you don't suck Zola's cunt just the way she likes, I'm gonna whip your tits. Only thing if, if I have to start whipping you, I ain't gonna stop until Zola comes. So make up your mind."
"Get lost!" she spat. "I'm not doing it." She heaved her body up and tried to turn over, but there was no way she could move more than a few inches.
"How silly," Martin said and stepped away.
Dorothy tensed herself, staring up at Zola. Dorothy couldn't help noticing that Zola really did have a wonderful figure. Her legs were long and slim, her ass swelled in the most seductive curves, her waist was the perfect hourglass, and her tits thrust proudly out from her ribcage. Zola smiled, her sensuous lips framing her white teeth as she ran her hands over her own tits, playing with them.
"Suck it," said Zola with a grin.
She reached out and held Dorothy's head by her hair. Then, slowly, Zola leaned down and her soft, rich lips came into contact with Dorothy's shivering mouth. Murmuring with pleasure, Zola kissed Dorothy, flicking her tongue out to try and get into Dorothy's mouth, but Dorothy wouldn't let her. Zola stood up again, running her hands over her hips as Dorothy tossed in anger and humiliation.
"You'll learn," Zola said softly. "You'll fuckin' learn."
"You-you pervert! Lesbian!" Dorothy spluttered. "I wouldn't suck your cunt if – aaaghhh! Ohhhhh no! Ohhhhhh!"
The thin cane cut across her nipples, beating a line of agony deep into her flesh.
"Stop it, stop – uuurggghh! You beasts, you beasts, aaaaghhhhh!"
Martin lashed the birch over her red, pulped tit flesh, beating the agony into her in long, hard strokes. She couldn't protect herself at all. Dorothy screamed constantly as Martin lashed her body, driving her out of her mind with pain.
She tried to pull the bonds loose. Kneeling at Martin's feet was Kathy, her wanton little mouth playing with his cock as he lashed the cane into her mother. Each betrayal made. Dorothy feel worse, and her tears flowed freely as she saw Kathy sink the hard cockmeat into her mouth until she licked her hot little tongue over Martin's throbbing balls.
"Ohhhh! I'll get you, I'll beat the shit out of you when I get you home!" Dorothy screeched at Kathy. "I'll make you sorry you – aaaaggghhhh! Oh God, oh God!"
Zola stood above her, her legs wide open, her pussy lips slick with cunt juices. Zola fingerfucked herself and played with her tits.
"Come on, you stupid little cunt," she said. "You gotta suck it in the end. So suck it now!"
"No, no, I won't!" Dorothy screamed. "I – uuuggghhhh! Oh save me, save me!"
"I'll save you if you suck my pussy," Zola said calmly. "But don't be too long about it. I'm gonna bring myself off soon, and then you'll have twice the work to do, and Martin won't stop whipping you until I say so. I like that, love to whip bitches."
"Ohhh no!" Dorothy gasped.
Her nipples stood out from her tit flesh like hard buttons. That was the worst thing about it. Everytime the cane landed right across her nipples, Dorothy felt a dreadful surge of lust. Martin did it again, lashing her with his perfect accuracy.
"Ohhh yeahhh," Martin said. "I know you, bitch, I know you."
He lashed the cane down, beating Dorothy's thrusting nipples into her tit flesh with the force of the blow. Dorothy's scream burst out, rang around the room, then rose to a strangled gurgle as the cane pulled away. Her nipples seemed to jump out of her tits and thrust at the ceiling.
"Ohhhhh, don't, don't, don't!" Dorothy begged. "Don't do it, don't!"
"Well, get on with sucking Zola's cunt," Martin said cheerfully, whipping the cane down into her soft tit mounds.
Dorothy stared up at Zola's wide-open cunt. She remembered the soft kiss, the feel of another woman's lips on hers. She saw the slick flesh of another woman's cunt, the downy hair around the swelling pussy lips. She watched as Zola slid her finger into her cunt and let it slide softly around.
Dorothy wanted to suck that cunt so badly! No, that wasn't true! she tried to convince herself. The whip was driving her into strange thoughts, that was all. She screamed and writhed on the table as the whip crashed into her helpless tit globes again.
"Suck it, or I'll come," Zola said sharply. Tier fingers worked over her clit, making her legs stretch and twitch with lust. "You suck me fast, or I won't let you near me until I've come!"
Choking and weeping, Dorothy heaved up, knowing suddenly that if she let this go on she would have another orgasm, and that was too terrible to think about. But if she sucked Zola off, it would all stop before she had to confess her unforgivable weakness.
With a moan she licked Zola's spasming cunt.
"Just in time, you little shit!" yelped Zola. She spread her thighs farther and lowered her cunt onto Dorothy's face, spreading her pussy lips around Dorothy's sucking mouth. "Whip the whore harder, she's trying to get away with it."
Dorothy sobbed as she sucked Zola's hot cunt. Pussy juices flowed into her mouth.
Before tonight she had only fucked a man once, and now she was bent over on a bench, sucking another woman's pussy.
"Suck it into your mouth!" Zola ordered. Dorothy tried, sucking the hot flesh between her lips and running her tongue between the lips, reaching for the bud of Zola's clit. Zola spread her thighs even wider, ramming her cunt harder down on Dorothy's helpless face.
The cane on Dorothy's tits was working its terrible magic again. The agony softened with each hard lashing, spreading out in waves of rising passion as her nipples throbbed and thrust out, and her tit flesh bounced to the relentless slap of the thin birch. Dorothy sucked Zola's pussy flesh into her mouth, working her tongue over her clit, feeling Zola's thrusts and moans as her climaxes surged.
"Ohhhh, bite me!" Zola yelled. "Bite my clit, chew it, go on, you cunt, use your teeth!"