Lance let the rope go and Natalie sprawled forward, falling on her face as she collapsed. Her feet were still lashed to the ring bolts, so she was forced to lie there, her legs spread wide. She pushed her dress down over her ass as she rubbed it, frying to conceal herself.
Zane leaned forward.
"Would ya like to take over her trainin', honey?" he asked Roxanne.
"Yessss!" Roxanne was still rolling her cunt on the hard rubber cock while she sucked and licked at his hard, purplish cockhead.
"Don't be real gentle with her," Zane said with a chuckle. "When she's stripped, you can put those clamps on her any time you like. Get ya ass movin'. I wanna see the show."
Roxanne gave a low moan as she heaved herself up and off the rubber cock. For a few seconds she rammed the head of the bulbous prick back into her cunt, working herself up to a frenzy. Then she gave a final groan and stood up, rubbing her whipped ass cheeks. She grabbed the cat from Matt, walked over to a cabinet and took out a pair of six-inched spiked heels.
"Come on, boys," she cooed, "let's do this properly."
Lance and Matt grinned.
"Cherie," Lance said, "get over here."
Lying on the floor, her tears almost blinding her, Natalie looked up and shuddered.
Roxanne sat in the chair, with the two men kneeling at her feet, fitting her with a pair of black stockings. Carefully they rolled them up, their hands straying all over Roxanne's hot thighs as they clipped them onto the straps of her suspenders. Between Roxanne's legs knelt Cherie, her mouth licking and sucking at Roxanne's pussy as the men worked.
"Mmmmm, that's nice," Roxanne purred.
She lifted her legs, allowing all of them to do what they liked as they worked. She slowly twisted the clamps on her nipples, pulling at them as her passion mounted.
The men finished with the stockings and took the black spiked heels. Carefully they fitted them, tightening them until Roxanne was satisfied. She held Cherie's head to her pussy, spreading her legs as Cherie's tongue flicked over her wet clit.
"Ohhhh! That's it, boys, that's it. Now get away, Cherie!" she snapped.
She stood up. "Corset," she ordered.
It was a tight leather waist cincher the men brought out, and they strapped Roxanne into it, tightening it until it was difficult for Roxanne to breathe. It ran from just under her tits to just below her waist.
When she was satisfied, she walked over to where the moaning Natalie still lay on the carpet, far too terrified to move.
"Well," said Roxanne, standing over the helpless blonde. "Pull that dress up, I wanna see your ass."
"Ohhhh come on, boys!" Cherie giggled. "Lemme take your pants off; I gotta have some more cock."
"Horny bitch!" But Matt didn't try to stop Cherie as she undid his belt and pulled his jeans down. She did the same with Lance and soon they were there watching as Cherie knelt, playing with their cocks, her mouth moving from one to the other, licking and sucking.
Sobbing helplessly, Natalie eased her dress up over her ass, exposing the crimson, pulped flesh. But her ass was still as tight and delightful as it had always been.
"Nice," said Roxanne softly. "So you're gonna strip for us now?"
"Yes, yes, please, don't whip me again." Natalie moaned. Suddenly she jerked in horrible anticipation. The spiked heel of Roxanne's shoe was probing between the cheeks of her ass.
"That depends," Roxanne said softly. "I'll do everything you say," Natalie murmured, as she wept.
"Well, maybe." Roxanne chuckled. "But it really depends on if I want to or not."
Natalie gave a strangled gasp and jerked as Roxanne shoved the heel of her shoe deeper, right between the crack of her ass.
"You're a sex slave, whore," Roxanne said. "You'll do exactly what you're told, got that?"
She prodded again and the heel of her shoe pushed at the tight ring of muscles around Natalie's ass.
Natalie moaned, her ass heaving in horrible expectations.
"I said, got that?" snapped Roxanne, and her heel pushed harder into Natalie's ass.
"Yes, yes!" Natalie yelled.
"Pull your ass cheeks apart," Roxanne ordered. She twisted the clamps on her nipples, driving the pain into her tits as she circled the whip, waiting.
"Ohhh no, not that, noooo!" Natalie wailed. The shoe went away and the cat lashed across Natalie's already mashed ass. Her screw beat at the walls, but there was another lash and another.
"Pull your ass cheeks apart!" snarled Roxanne.
Natalie moaned. With tears flowing down her cheeks, she reached back and pulled her whipped ass cheeks apart.
"Now say, oh, Roxanne, please fuck my ass with your shoe." Roxanne snarled, twisting the clamps viciously on her nipples.
"Ohhh! No, please, anything else, anything!" Natalie shrieked.
The cat lashed her ass, catching her hands as it landed. She pulled them away, her body lying helplessly on the carpet, her legs desperately trying to close, but held tight by the bonds around her ankles.
"Ohhh shit!" Matt gasped. "I can't take this. Get over the chair, Cherie, now."
"Ooooh, are you both gonna fuck me?" Cherie gasped. She got up at once, almost ran to the chair and foil forward over the two arms, her ass waving on one side, her hot mouth and hands waiting at the other.
"Heads or tails?" said Matt.
"Heads," Lance answered. "She already had your cock down her fuckin' throat."
"Right." Matt grinned and the two of them advanced on the wriggling, moaning nympho.
Cherie gave a low gurgling scream of lust as Matt's cock sank into her hot, wet fuck pit. She grabbed Lance's massive cock, sucking and licking at his swollen cockhead.
"Don't bring them off, yet!" snapped Roxanne. "I want them for this one."
"Ohhh!" Cherie moaned. "I'll fuckin' bring them off if I want to."
"You get them hard again," Roxanne said. "Ooooooh!" Cherie cooed as she licked Lance's cockhead. "Ooooooh, how horrible."
She gasped and sank her mouth back over his thick round prickhead.
Roxanne lashed the cat across Natalie's ass again.
"Say, please, Roxanne, fuck my ass with your shoe!" she snapped.
"Ohhh no, don't do that, don't! Ohhh, save me!"
Natalie sobbed as her ass erupted again. Roxanne changed her point of attack, lashing Natalie's thighs, cutting at the delicate flesh on the insides.
"Beg me, whore!" she yelled.
Natalie screamed, tossing on the carpet, unable to stop a single blow of the terrible whip.
"Ohhh, please, please, Roxanne, fuck my ass with your shoe!"
"Good," Roxanne cooed. She stopped the whip. "Pull your ass cheeks apart," she ordered.
Shivering, broken and weeping, Natalie reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, showing the tight bud of her asshole to Roxanne's horrible gaze. She lay there, her sobs shaking her body as she tensed and waited.
Roxanne put her spiked heel on the tight ring of Natalie's ass. She pushed and the helpless blonde shrieked in pain as the pointed heel invaded her shifter. It forced its way in, an inch or so and Roxanne pulled it back.
"Beg me to do it again," she said.
"Ohhh!" Natalie mowed. "Please do it again!"
"Do what, again?" Roxanne asked.
"Fuck my ass with your shoe!" Natalie screamed, expecting another lash of the whip.
The shove of Roxanne's heel was almost as bad… the thin steel shank of the shoe raped her ass for several inches until Roxanne eased off, just sliding the heel in and out a little.
"Tell me how much you love it," Roxanne whispered. She pushed brutally at Natalie screamed as the full six inches of heel rammed into her ass.
Natalie twisted on the floor, her helplessly spread legs straining at the ring bolts.
"Tell me!" Roxanne snapped, pulling at the clamps, her tits shaking with pain and lust.
"I love it, I love it!" Natalie wept, her whole ass throbbing and straining around the steel heel.
"That's good," said Roxanne, "because there's a lot of cocks going up there, you know how men love fuckin' asses."
She twisted her heel in Natalie's convulsing shitter while the helpless librarian sobbed and twitched on the carpet.
"Okay, boys, untie her," Roxanne said.
"Oooh gimme a moment!" Cherie gasped. "I'm gonna come, she can wait." Her hips heaved back at Matt's cock as he rode her, and her hot mouth sank down over Lance's throbbing prick.
"Ohhh sure, boys!" Roxanne rammed her heel into Natalie's ass again. "I can keep this up for a bit. Don't come though, I want full cocks for this one." Brutally, she fucked her heel in and out of Natalie's ass as Cherie gave a series of great heaving shrieks and came, her mouth sucking at Lance's cock, while her throbbing pussy rammed harder at Matt's massive prick.
"Too late!" Lance yelled. "How the fuck do you think we can hold out with this whore?" He leaned back as his cock throbbed and pulsed in Cherie's hot mouth.
"Jeezus!" Matt bellowed. "This cunt's unfuckin' believable!"
His hips pistoned in and out of Cherie's pussy while the little blonde nympho screamed and heaved with the orgasms surging over her.
"Oh well, fuck that. This one'll have to get you up again," Roxanne said, ramming her heel harder into Natalie's shifter.
Natalie clawed at the carpet, screaming in pain as the heel raped her ass and she sobbed at the desperate humiliation.
"Yeahhhhh!" Matt roared. "Here it comes, whore!"
His cock blurred at Cherie's cunt, throbbing as the first jet of his cum rushed down it and high into her sucking cunthole.
"Oooohhhh, fuck! That's good!"
His cock spouted cum all over Cherie's aching pussy walls, and her tight cunthole clutched at his prick, demanding every drop of cum.
"Ooohhh yes!" Cherie screamed. Her mouth slammed down on Lance's thick prick, working at it as a hot load of salty fuckjuice began to surge out of his balls and into her willing mouth. Her pussy slammed at Matt's cock, his swelling tide of cum began to diminish and he leaned forward, ramming his still hard cock at her as hard as he could.
"Come on, bitch!" he yelled. "Take it all." Cherie's screams of delight gushed out as the stream of goo poured out of Lance's cock and into her mouth. She sucked it up, swallowing, clutching his cockshaft, her mouth licking at the spouting stream of juice while her hands jerked his throbbing prick, squeezing all the cum out.
"Suck my cock!" Lance roared, ramming his spouting cock deeper into Cherie's mouth.
She gurgled, sucking and licking, swallowing all his seed until he was just dribbling cum from his cockshaft and Cherie moaned with satisfaction.
"You boys finished?" Roxanne asked, ramming her heel back into Natalie's shit hole.
"Yeah!" Matt gasped. "Fuck, that was good." He eased his cock out of Cherie's still sucking cunt.
"Good," Roxanne said. She pulled her heel out of Natalie's ass and the blonde sobbed as her ass jerked with relief.
Lance pulled his cock out of Cherie's grasp.
Roxanne walked to Natalie's sobbing face. She shaved her slick, goo-covered heel at Natalie's mouth.
"Lick it clean," she said.
Natalie nearly vomited on the carpet. She looked at the black heel of the shoe, slick with her ass juices. Roxanne dangled the whip in front of her face and, with a moan of helpless terror, the sobbing Natalie licked at the shoe, her tongue flicking over the black six-inch heel.
"Not bad." Roxanne worked her foot around so that Natalie could lick all of the heel. "Keep it up." Several times she inspected the shoe, then shoved it back for Natalie to lick some more of it.
"Okay," Roxanne said at last. "Up on the table."
It was almost a relief for Natalie. She scrambled up, her dress falling back over her stockinged legs. She almost lost her balance as she scrambled up onto the heavy kitchen table, but she recovered and crouched there. Her head spun as she saw that all of them were watching and waiting.
"Stand up!" Roxanne snapped.
Trembling all over, the earthy tastes of her own ass in her mouth, Natalie managed to stand.
"Hold your dress up." Roxanne was surveying her carefully. "And walk."
"L-like this?" Natalie whispered, lifting her dress just over her knees.
"You shittin' me?" Roxanne snarled. "Above your stockings, whore."
With a jerk, Natalie lifted the dress and held it at the top of her thighs.
"Y'know," Lance observed, "that chick's got real good legs, get her some shoes to go with em."
He leaned back in his chair, sliding his hand up and down his cock. It was hard again already and his eyes devoured Natalie as she trembled on the table.
"Hmmm, yeah, sounds good," Roxanne said, striding over to the closet in her own black spiked heels. She heaved a pair of white sling backed shoes at Cherie. "Try them on her."
Incredibly, Cherie still had her tiny denim skirt and top on. The top might as well have been off, since it was just about around her waist, exposing her thrusting tits completely. She stood under Natalie and grinned.
"Take those shoes off," she instructed.
Natalie was just glad that there wasn't any pain. She slipped her low-heeled shoes off and took the white spiked ones.
"Stand up!" Roxanne snapped, and the terrified blonde managed to get upright again. "Get your dress up. We didn't give you those shoes for the fun of it."
Natalie grabbed her dress and hauled it up above her stockings again.
"Turn this way," Lance said and Natalie did, almost falling again in the high-heels.
Lance whistled. "What did I tell ya?"
"Fuck," Matt murmured. He ran his hand over his own cock as he looked at the sight of the delicious blonde standing over them.
In the high-heels, Natalie's legs really looked incredible. The hard curves of her calves led up from her trim, alluring ankles, and, above her shapely knees, the luscious soft flesh of her thighs drew their gaze up to the curly mass of her blonde pussy.
"Okay," Lance said, "take that dress off." He leaned back and slid his hand over his cock.
Natalie broke into more tears, but there was always Roxanne standing below, her body heaving in the tight corset, her hand playing with the whip, reminding Natalie of what would happen at the slightest refusal.
Natalie lifted her dress up over her head, exposing more of her lovely body. There weren't really enough buttons undone, but she pulled, and the dress worked over her head.
All Natalie had on now was her bra, suspender belt, stockings and the spike-heeled shoes. Helplessly she crossed her hands in front of her pussy, until a sharp order from Roxanne stopped her.
"Take that bra off," Lance said. "If your tits are as good as the rest of you, I'm gonna be first up that cunt of yours."
Natalie sobbed as she reached for the clasp of her bra. It felt as if her last defense was going down. She unclipped it, and let the cups fall away, revealing her lovely tits at last.
"Fuck," Lance said. His hand jerked hard on his cock. "What a fuckin' pair."
"Damn right," Matt said.
Natalie's tits were exactly the right size for her body, hanging on her rib cage like a pair of small melons, standing up without any need of a bra for support. Below them, her slim waist and thrusting ass cheeks complemented her legs perfectly.
"Come here," Lance said, his hand tightening on his cock.
Unsteady in her heels, Natalie walked over. She stood about a foot from the edge of the large table, helpless before his lust-filled eyes.
"Spread your legs!" he ordered.
Natalie spread her legs in the high-heels, knowing that the shoes gave her legs that added shape that made Lance's face wild with excitement.
"Spread your pussy lips," he commanded.
Natalie's chest heaved, jiggling her tits. She still couldn't believe how depraved this place was.
"You heard what he said!" Roxanne snapped.
With trembling fingers, Natalie reached down and slid her fingers over her hairy pussy lips. She spread them slowly, showing him the bud of her clit and her inner lips, damp with pussy juices.
"Rub your clit," Lance said.
He worked his cock as he watched her.
Natalie's sobs shook her whole body, but she reached her fingers in and rubbed them over her clit bud, holding her pussy lips open so he could see it all.
She saw him slowly stroking his cock, his gaze burning into her, watching her slow masturbation. The room was absolutely quiet and a burning excitement rose in Natalie, slowly running out of her pussy, making her hips throb and twist as she rubbed her tight clit bud. She was sweating with excitement, her fingers rubbing harder on her clit. Her hips thrust out and her cunt throbbed with rising lust and a low moan burst out of her mouth.
"Okay, whore," he said softly, "it's time you were fucked!"