She sawed her cunt back and forth on Dorothy's mouth, thrusting at her face as it ran with her pussy juices.
Dorothy lost control. The lashing on her tits was driving her to a climax. Desperately she sucked Zola's clit into her mouth and bit down on it.
"Harder, you shit!" Zola yelled. "Harder!"
Dorothy chewed the throbbing cunt flesh. Her teeth tightened on the heaving pussy, chewing at the hot, wet cunt until Zola leaned back, her legs sliding slowly apart on the carpet.
"Yeaaaahhhh! That's it!" Zola shrieked. "Bite it, suck it, ohhhh yeahhhh!"
Her hips jerked and spasmed, her pussy dragged at Dorothy's teeth until Dorothy was sure Zola would pull away with the awful pain, but Zola just rammed her cunt harder and faster into Dorothy's helpless mouth.
The cane lashed across Dorothy's tits, driving her perilously close to the climax she so badly wanted to avoid. She concentrated on Zola, giving her the best suck job she could.
"Don't suck me off, bitch!" Martin suddenly yelled. "I gotta fuck her, don't suck me off, I mean it!"
He lashed the whip viciously across Dorothy's tits and threw Kathy away from him. Kathy lay there, her fingers deep in her insatiable pussy.
The cane lashed Dorothy's helpless tits again, but she was gone. Just the idea of that vast cock had sent her body spasming in the most disgusting and undisguised climax. Martin knew it. The cane whipped into her flesh at the exact top of her heaving thrust. Each stroke cut precisely across her nipples, driving the depraved orgasm higher and deeper.
"Look at the little curd!" Josh yelled. "Whatever we do she comes! Way to go, Dorothy, way to go! Now go for it!"
"I suck better than she fucks!" Kathy yelled at Martin. "I'd get you hard again. You're a bastard, a real bastard."
"You'll regret that," warned Martin as his hand lashed the cane across Dorothy's heaving nipples.
"Go on then, big boy," Kathy taunted him. She spread her legs, held them up so that her pussy was a perfect target for the cane. "Go on, whip me!"
"Later, curd," said Martin. He concentrated on Dorothy as the bound woman squirmed and heaved on the bench.
Over Dorothy's face, Zola gave a last great heave and fell back, pulling her clit away from Dorothy's raging teeth. She sat down on the rug, her fingers caressing and comforting her chewed cunt flesh. She moaned as the climax slowly faded, and her throbbing cunt settled down.
CHAPTER SIX
"And as for you," Martin said, turning to Kathy as she lay on the floor, running her fingers into her hot little pussy. "You are going to get what you asked for, whore."
"Oooooh," Kathy purred. She lay back, pulling her legs wide open and holding them at the knees as Martin stood over her, and aimed the cane right on the swelling bud of her pussy.
"Wider!" he snapped.
With a gasp of lust, Kathy pulled her knees farther apart, forcing them back, lifting her wet pussy for the cane.
Martin whipped her right across her clit. The terrible sound of the cane on flesh rang around the room as Kathy heaved upward, her legs spasming.
"Aaaaggggghh!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, you bastard, you fuckin' bastard! Eeeeghhhh!"
She rolled on the carpet as the whip landed once again on her hot, damp clit. Her hips jerked as Martin whipped her cunt until the red flesh burned in agony.
"You'll do exactly as you're told!" Martin snarled. "I say what you do and when, got that?"
"Aaaaaaghhhh! Whip me you cunt, whip me!" Kathy shrieked. "Come on, give me all of it, come on!"
Still fled to the horse, her tits throbbing with agony, Dorothy burst into fresh tears at the unspeakable depravity of her daughter. But there was more than that making her sob in shame. She had climaxed under the whip. Could it be that she was as depraved as Kathy?
"So, you think you suck better than she fucks, huh?" Martin shouted, lashing the cane across Kathy's hot cunt.
"Fuuucckk! I do everything better than she does, I do – eecrrrrkk! Aaaghhhhh! Ohhh shit, ohhh shit, ohhh more, more!"
"Fuck, you're a whore, a real whore!" Martin said. His hand flashed through the air and another guttural scream burst from the young girl. "We'll find out who does it best, and you'd better be right or I'll tie you up in the back room of the cop party and let them have you!"
"Oooohhh!" Kathy screamed. "Ooohhhh, shit, oooohbhhhh, you fucking shit heap, you jerk off. Go on, jerk your cock off all over me, go ahead! Oh fuck, I'm coming, whip me, I'm coming!"
The young girl's body spumed on the carpet as she came, her hips beating up for the cane as it lashed into her helpless flesh. Martin kept whipping her as her screams bounced off the walls. His cock stood out like a flagpole, but he made no attempt to get down and fuck Kathy. He just whipped her until she gave one final screech of climax and collapsed on the rug.
"You fucker!" she gasped. "Ohhh shit, you do it better than anybody else."
She moaned and finger-fucked her beaten cunt, caressing the red, pulped flesh.
"I hope that taught you a lesson," Martin said, and laughed. He slowly ran his hand up and down the stiff length of his cockshaft. Then he turned to Josh, who was sitting on the edge of the horse, running his hands over Dorothy's thighs. "You wanna double fuck."
"Long as I get her ass," Josh said, working his finger into the crease of Dorothy's pussy. "I reckon I'll be the first up there, and I want it bad!"
"Okay," Martin said. "I don't mind fucking her mouth again. I've got all weekend for the other holes. Let's get her legs right."
"Stop it, stop it!" Dorothy screamed. Not only were they spreading her legs even wider on the metal bar, they were pulling the bar up and closer to her head. Her legs stretched appallingly, the pain shooting out of the muscles. The belt around her waist stopped her ass from rising to take some of the strain away from her legs, and the agony got worse as Dorothy was bent back. "Ohhh God!"
"My, my, don't she look pretty," Josh said. He worked his stiff cock, staring at the bound woman.
Dorothy did indeed present a wonderful sight for them. She was bent at the waist, her legs right over her head and the bar still forcing them down so that they were spread wide. Her ass stuck up just enough for Josh to reach. With a grin, he leaned down and dropped his end of the horse so that Dorothy's ass hung over the edge.
"Wellll," Martin said slowly. "You ready for another wonderful suck on me, honey? Kathy says she's a better sucker than you. I wouldn't take that if I were you. I'd show her."
"You're perverted! You're horrible!" sobbed Dorothy. "You can do what you like, but I won't suck you. Rape me, but I won't do it for you."
Martin laughed and ran his cock over Dorothy's shrinking lips. "Now that's a silly girl. You don't know how mad I get if little cunts don't suck me real nice. So you think about that. You ready, Josh?"
"Yup," Josh said.
"Fire away!" Martin said.
"No, stop it, stop it!" Dorothy yelled as she felt the first touch of Josh's hands on her ass. "You can't do that, you can't!"
"I don't believe this cunt," said Josh. "Here, gimme that vibrator, I think I'll stick it up her fuck hole. That'll teach her to yell at me."
"Oh, no," Dorothy whispered. Her chest heaved as she realized that she was going to get impaled on three cocks at once.
The awful buzzing of the imitation cock started up Dorothy mowed and pulled at her bonds, lifting her head as far as she could. Josh walked over, proudly displaying the vibrator for her.
"Look at it," he said. "All for you."
The vibrator was not as big as the metal one she had been forced to fuck, but it was big enough, a shining black curving prick of hard plastic with a bulbous head. Slowly Josh lowered it to Dorothy's mouth.
"Kiss it," he said. "Kiss it for good luck." Dorothy tried to turn her face away, but Martin grabbed her by the hair and held her while the cock ran over her lips.