"You beast!" Natalie sobbed, as her fingers continued to work her clit with rising passion and desperation. "You're going to rape me, aren't you?"
More tears flooded out of her eyes, but the helpless passion surging from her clit bud was flooding her too and driving her out of her mind.
"Oh, no," Lance said, with a grin on his face. "I'd never rape a lady, would I?"
"Never," Matt agreed. He worked his cock slowly as he watched Natalie standing above him.
Already her hips swayed to the beat of her fingers in her pussy, and a low moan bubbled out of her lips.
"You'd love me to fuck you, wouldn't you?" Lance got up and ran his hand up Natalie's thigh.
The most terrible burst of passion erupted over her as he played with the flesh of her inner thigh, but she choked and fought it.
"No!" she screamed. "You're raping me, forcing me. You're a pervert."
"Silly girl," Lance said softly. "Beg me to fuck you."
Natalie stared down at his massive cock, pointing straight up at her soft, open pussy. Her emotions swung and swirled around in her head. She was terrified and confused.
"No! No, you're a brute, a real brute." Her fingers dug hard at her cunt and her legs trembled. She sobbed at the utter helplessness of her situation.
"Bend over, little girl," Lance said softly. "And don't stop masturbating, whore, we all want to see."
He moved closer and ran his hand up, around the back of Natalie's neck. She bent down slowly, the back of her neck burning at his touch. Her fingers stayed on her pussy, rubbing her clit in a delirium of the most awful, rising excitement. She spread her legs wider, the asked heels grating outward on the wooden table top. She got where he wanted her, bent over almost double, her legs spread with her head on the same level as his.
He held her hair, placing his mouth at her ears. "Now, don't be a silly girl. Beg me to fuck you." His fingers reached out and ran over her tits, moving in on her lovely tight nipples.
"Ooohhh," Natalie moaned. She felt his fingers tighten on her nipples, rolling, squeezing them harder, until pain rushed out of them, surging through her tits.
His fingers tightened and he slid his other hand to her other tit and held that nipple, tightening his grip the whole time.
"Beg me," he whispered.
Pain rolled over her body, mingling with the passion erupting from her clit. Her fingers speeded up. She forgot she had been ordered to do it, and just masturbated with increasing lust and fury. Her tits ached with the slow torture of his fingers and her body began to heave and toss on the table. She moaned, her head spinning.
"Ohhhh! Please, fuck me!" Natalie gasped, her body going out of control with lust. Her fingers blurred on her clit and her tits thrust at his hands while a low bubbling scream broke from her lips.
He pulled his hands away. "Stop that!" he snapped. "Take your hand off your clit, whore!"
He slapped her hand away and Natalie jerked upright, gasping, her body filled with the force of her lust. She stood there, trembling.
Lance eased onto the table with her. He lay there with his massive cock sticking up like a ramrod.
"Get on it," he commanded her.
Natalie moaned and sank to her knees. She crawled between his legs, aware of the stares and lust-filled eyes that followed her every movement. She slid her thighs around the vast pillar of flesh and held it, moaning at the feel of the rock-hard flesh. She lifted herself, running the stiff cockhead over her clit, feeling the sparks of lust rising.
"Oooh, you brute!" she groaned, as the head of his massive prick found the entrance to her tight pussy and forced at it. "Ohh God, it won't go up, it won't, you're too big!"
The thin rod lashed across her ass.
"Ohhhh God, no, no!" Natalie screamed, twisting around to see Roxanne lashing the terrible thing into her again. "No! You bitch!"
Natalie screamed, her hips heaving and her pussy thrusting down on the massive cock, her cuntal walls throbbing and spreading to take it.
"Nooo!"
She wailed as the thin cane lashed her again, driving the hot spites of agony all over her body. But that wasn't all. The pain, like the pain from her tits, mingled with lust. And not only did the lust erupt from her invaded cunt, it also erupted out of the agony in her ass. Natalie screamed again, her cunt ramming downward, swallowing another inch of the massive cock.
"Hey, that's great." Lance groaned. "Whip her more, Roxanne. That makes her cunt do the greatest things. Fuck, her cunt sucks my cock like a vacuum pump."
He lay back, his cock thrusting up into Natalie's tight little pussy.
"You fucker!" Natalie screamed, as the cane beat into her ass again.
Her pussy slammed down, taking in another chunk of the thick prick invading her cunt. Soon it was in to the hilt and Natalie lay across Lance's body, mewling and weeping, her beaten ass thrusting up and down, ramming the thick cock into her convulsing cunt.
Lance grabbed her hair and pulled her close again. "You're gonna come, whore. Right as I shoot my cum up your pussy."
"Noooo!" Natalie wailed as she tried to control her heaving ass. Her body rang with agony and lust. The scraping hard fuck of the thick prick in her cunt and the ringing pain from her whipped ass were driving her out of her mind.
"Ohhh yes!" Lance said softly. "Your cunt is the tightest little hole I've ever fucked, and it's gonna mike me came real fast. And when I do start coming, Roxanne's gonna whip your ass until I've finished, got that?"
"No, you bastard!" Natalie screeched, trying to pull out of his grasp.
It was hopeless. He held her almost, effortlessly, one hand controlling her head. His cock swelled in her cunt, throbbing against her walls, driving higher passion into every move she made.
"Ooooh! You fucker!" Natalie moaned.
He chuckled. "Come on, baby, tell me how much you love it. Tell me how much you love having a big thick cock stuffed up your pussy. Tell me. I can feel it, whore; I know what your cunt's doing."
Natalie screamed and heaved, her ass circling as her hot pussy sucked under the hard fucking. Her pussy wails were going out of control, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Her body beat up and down with increasing lust, ha hot cunt ramming over his cock as she lost control. She felt his cock heaving inside her, getting harder and bigger with each stroke of her hungry cunt.
"Ohhh yeah!" Lance yelled. "Do it now, Roxanne, do it now!" With a roar of lust he heaved Natalie up, his hips jerking at her cunt.
"Nooo!" Natalie screamed. But her ass lunged back and the thin cane lashed it, beating another thin red line of pain into her flesh.
She screamed, her body jerking like mad. Inside her, Lance's cock grew even harder, and she could feel each throb as the cum rushed down it, about to flood her pussy. The first pulses of a most incredible orgasm crashed over her.
"Whip her, whip her!" Lance yelled as his cock gushed the first of his pent-up cum.
He roared as the cane lashed Natalie's ass and another hot jet of his seed poured out high into Natalie's hot pussy. "Ooohh, fuck, she's coming! The whore's coming!"
Natalie screamed as her body went out of control, tossing wildly on Lance's shooting cock. The agony of the cane and the surging passion of Lance's cock as it shot its load of white hot cum sent seething rushes of climax all over her.
"Ohhh, you bastards, you bastards!" she screamed, her ass heaving back to meet another lash of pain coming at it. With her head tossing and her blonde hair flying, the roaring orgasms shook her.
"I hate you!" she wept. "I hate you!"
The cane whipped her. Her pussy clamped around Lance's cock, sucking the cum out, demanding the whole of his cock. He yelled and grabbed her, holding her tight as he shot the last gobs of his cum. Some of it squeezed out of her pussy and over her white, trembling thighs.
"Oooh, fuck!" he moaned as Roxanne stopped whipping Natalie and the fucked blonde fell across his chest, her head buried in his shoulder.
Natalie's climaxes crested and she sank down. She had come while they whipped her. That was so depraved, she couldn't even think about it. Her pussy still throbbed around Lance's cock, sending soft waves of satisfaction through her, but it wasn't enough to offset the feeling of shame over what she had done.
"Bring her here," Zane demanded.
Natalie shuddered, clutching Lance closer as if she hoped he would save her. His cock still moved in her cunt, slowly coming down from the orgasm.
"Get up, whore," he ordered.
"Oh, no, please, don't make me do more, please!" Natalie wept.
Lance's cock churned in her pussy, as it ran softly over her cuntal walls.
Then she felt the touch of the cane across her ass.
"Get up," Roxanne said.
Sobbing in shame, Natalie slowly got off Lance's cock, kneeling up on the table, her entire body shuddering.
"Off," Roxanne said and Natalie hastened to obey her, moving to the edge of the table and almost falling onto the floor.
"Over here," Zane commanded.
Natalie went over as slowly as she could. Everybody followed her. Zane sat in his chair, his big cock ramming against the front of his jeans.
"On your knees," he said as Natalie reached his chair.
"Ohhhh please, no more, no more, please!" Natalie begged. She ached all over, her ass burned with the beatings, and she could feel Lance's sticky cum oozing over her thighs.
"One more chance." Zane was looking closely at the shivering blonde.
Natalie knew what was next. With a groan, she sank to her knees and hung her head. She was right between his knees and she could see the massive, heaving bulge in his pants, even with her head down.
"Hold her arms back," Zane said.
Natalie screamed. Matt grabbed her wrists and twisted them back, behind her head and down, until they were almost on a level with her shoulders. That way she was bowed backwards, her tits thrusting up at Zane as he sat and admired her figure.
"Not fuckin' bad," he commented. "Open your legs."
Natalie shuffled her knees open and Zane ran his foot up the inside of her thighs, until it was playing over her open pussy lips, where the cum still oozed out. Natalie moaned, but she couldn't move as Zane eased one of his toes into her cunt and wiped his foot all over the cum-smeared crack of her pussy.
He grinned as he took it away, moving it up until it was right under Natalie's nose. "Look at that. All covered in cum. Glean if off."
Natalie didn't have to be told what he meant. She sobbed, but took one look at Roxanne, standing there with the cane, and gave in. Her arms ached because Matt kept a tight grip on her wrists, only lust letting her lean forward to Zane's cum-covered foot.
She flicked her tongue over Zane's toes, licking up the goo smeared there. The smell of feet that had been out all day on the range revolted her, but it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She licked between his toes as he commanded, then underneath, cleaning the cum and goo away until he was satisfied.
"Oooh, come on, Lance," Cherie cooed. "Lemme have some of your cock."
Brazenly the little blonde sank back to her knees and took Lance's big thick prick in her hands, caressing the cockshaft. Her hot mouth sank around his cockhead, sucking and licking at it as she mowed and rubbed her tits against his thighs.
"Whore," he said, "you go on like that and it'll be the dildo up your cunt and me up your ass."
Cherie almost choked as she thrust her mouth down the length of his cock, taking it to the balls, her throat sucking and clutching at the growing prick. She drew her mouth back, playing with his cockhead.
"Ooooh, I couldn't stand that, not two cocks at once; oh no, please."
Then she gasped with laughter and rammed her mouth back down, taking Lance's thick cock back into her mouth.
"Take those clamps off," Zane said.
Roxanne grinned and reached for the clamps, slowly undoing them, easing the bite of the metal jaws on her nipples.
Natalie hung her head. She knew what was going to happen arid hoped desperately that she could escape it. She sobbed as the clamps came off Roxanne's nipples.
Roxanne handed the clamps to Zane. She played with her tits, caressing her nipples which were bright red, the marks of the jaws still in the flesh.
Zane jingled them in his hand while Natalie kept her head down. "You wanna be a good girl?"
"Yes, yes, but not that, please, not that!" Natalie gasped. Matt let go of her elbows and she almost collapsed. Zane held out the clamps to her. She moaned at the dreadful tiny jaws, knowing how much they'd hurt.
"Put them on, and you escape the whip," he said.
"No, no, please, don't make me wear them, I'll do whatever you…"
"If you don't put them on, I'll have you whipped while I do," he said.
Natalie gasped and shook. There was no way out. She reached out and took the tiny clamps, her fingers shaking with fear.
"Put them on," Zane said.
Natalie almost choked as she took one of the clamps and put it around her tight little nipple. She made sure the jaws were around her tit bud and turned the screw. Almost immediately the jaws bit and she moaned. She stopped and took the next clamp.
Zane said nothing as she worked the second clamp around her nipple and turned the screw. To her right she heard the gasping and gurgling as Cherie sucked at Lance's cock, her wicked little mouth getting him to full hardness very quickly. Natalie moaned as the other clamp bit, digging into her nipple bud.
She stopped and hung her head again, pain gushing out of her tits.
"Tighten them," said Zane.
"Ohhhh no, please, they hurt, they really hurt!"
Zane leaned forward. "Tighten them, or else."
Natalie raised her fingers to her aching nipple bud. Her head swam, but she managed to get hold of one of the clamps, twisting the screw a little more, feeling the jaws bite into her flesh, sending fast waves of agony out.
"Oooh, please, no more," she pleaded.
"The other one," Zane said.
Natalie sobbed. Her fingers shook uncontrollably as she reached for the other clamp. She took hold of it, turned the screw and screamed in pain as the jaws chewed into her flesh.
"More." Zane leaned back, taking a drink of beer.
"No, please, don't make me, no!" Natalie screamed as Matt grabbed her wrists again and twisted them back behind her head, forcing her tits out. Natalie began sobbing and pleading as she saw Roxanne move closer, the cat in her hand.
"Ohhh, no, no!" Natalie moaned. "Don't let her, no!"
The cat lashed across her young thrusting tits, beating red pain through her body. The clamps jerked and pulled at her nipples as the tails of the whip stroked viciously across her flesh.
She screamed helplessly, her body heaving. "Ready to tighten them?" Zane asked. The cat lashed her tits again, beating more agony through the helpless librarian.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Roxanne stopped the whip and Matt let go of her wrists. Natalie slumped to the floor, propping herself up on her hands, weeping helplessly.
"Get up," Zane said and Natalie jerked up at once. "Tighten them."
She was weeping and shaking before her hands reached the clamps, but she managed to twist the screw, driving another surge of pain through her tits. Her sensitive buds screamed in agony, but there was nothing she could do.
"The other one." Zane said.
"Ohhhh, God!" Natalie moaned. Her fingers wouldn't do as she told them. They reached the screw and twisted around it without tightening it. It gave her an idea. She fell forward, her face almost in Zane's crotch, screaming as if in greater pain than she was.
"I told you to tighten them, not to pretend," said Zane softly. "Now do it, or else."
Somehow Natalie got back up. She reached for the damps. As she turned the screw, the agony burst out in unbearable waves. She was screaming as she twisted it. Through helpless tears, she stared at Zane.
"The other one," he said.
"You bastard, you slut-faced bastard!"
Natalie screamed as she somehow twisted the other clamp and sent herself into another screaming fit of pain. She would rather face the whip than this. She knelt, low bubbling screams running out of her mouth, caressing her tits, not daring to ease the pain in her nipples.
"You know when they come off?" Zane asked.
"N-n-no," Natalie stuttered.
"When you've sucked the cum out of my cock. So get on with it."