Corinne awoke later and lay on the soft bed, staring up at the ceiling. She pulled on her arms, but the bonds stopped her and she twisted, bursting into tears as she saw and remembered it all. She stopped trying to move and stayed where she was. She felt very strange.
The pain in her body from all the whipping and abuse of the night before was there, all right, but it was a low, almost sensual ache, not the raging agony she remembered. And she was warm and almost comfortable. That was strange. She pressed her thighs together and gasped as a pulse of excitement throbbed out from her pussylips. Hastily, she opened her legs and tried to stay still.
It was a relief when Melissa came in a few minutes later and allowed her up. She used the bathroom and was then taken back to the bedroom and given breakfast. The only person she saw was Melissa, and she hardly spoke to the confused blonde.
After breakfast, Melissa took Corinne back to the bathroom and started the whirlpool bath going.
"Let's have a look at you," she said.
Corinne stood still while Melissa examined her body, checking on the bruises and still crimson ass and tit flesh.
"Okay," Melissa said. "Get in there and stay there until I tell you to get out."
Corinne got into the swirling water and Melissa left. It was quiet and peaceful and Corinne relaxed, feeling the water soothing her body. She seemed to have no will of her own left. She hardly thought of escape. They would be bound to notice if she tried it, and, anyway, it was just too comfortable where she was.
After about half an hour, Corinne's drowsiness had reached a stage of long, slow sensual arousal. The warm water washed over her tits and between her thighs. She found that she was caressing her nipples, rubbing the hard buds, feeling sensual delight rolling out of them. The clamps that had so cruelly bitten into her nipples seemed to have sensitized them to the point where the slightest touch made her gasp with deep, passionate arousal.
Slowly her hand slid under the water and down to her pussy, rubbing her whipped tit, her legs trembling as the pleasure rushed out, washing over her. She closed her eyes and lay back, gurgling with rising lust.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Melissa snapped.
Corinne's eyes shot open and she found that Melissa was standing right over her. She wore a short, black leather dress, her luscious legs were wide open, the curves of her stocking thighs leading up to the dark line of her panties. She tapped a short riding crop in her hand.
"What were you doing?" she repeated.
"N-nothing," Corinne stammered, her hand moving away from her pussy.
"You were masturbating," Melissa said.
"Na, no, I wasn't!" Corinne gasped, staring at the crop.
"Yes, you were," Melissa said. "I've been watching you through the camera."
She pointed up to the far corner of the room and Corinne saw the tiny lens for the first time. She gasped and moaned in shame.
"You deserve six strokes on your pussy for that, don't you?" Melissa said.
Corinne moaned and stared at the terrible rod. The problem was that her body surged as much with depraved lust as it did with fear.
"No, no!" she moaned. "I promise, I won't do it again." But already she was moving, getting out of the pool, ready to spread her thighs for her punishment.
"Get back in!" Melissa snapped.
Corinne slid back into the water.
"I'll be watching," Melissa said with a nasty smile. "You touch your cunt again before I tell you to, and you'll be tied up in there." She grinned and left.
Slowly, for the next hour, Corinne went crazy. The warm water rushed over her cunt, arousing her to the point where she couldn't keep her fingers away from her cunt. It was worth the pain of the crop to relieve herself. With a helpless moan, she slid her hand down and rubbed her cunt, spreading her thighs wide, sobbing and moaning with lust. She stared up at the camera, not caring anymore that they would all be watching her shame.
A few seconds later, Melissa opened the door. "Hands on the top!" she snapped.
Corinne gave a low gurgle of lust. "Please, let me finish," she moaned, her fingers moving rapidly on her shivering clit.
"I said hands on the edge!" Melissa demanded. She slid the crop across Corinne's mouth and Corinne moaned, surrendering to the dominating woman. She slid her hands along the edge of the pool and waited, trembling with passion.
"Better," Melissa said. She took two leather straps and slid them through rings in the edge of the pool, lashing Corinne's wrists to them. "That should slow you down."
Corinne went out of her mind for the rest of the day. The water surged around her, driving her wild with lust, but a lust that she couldn't satisfy. She rubbed her thighs together frantically, but it only made her need worse. In the end, she lay in the water sobbing, her body on fire with a newly found desire that wouldn't stop.
She was forced to lie there while Melissa fed her lunch and dinner. Melissa was amused by it all, waiting, watching as Corinne went crazy.
After the second meal, Melissa slid the riding crop down Corinne's body, watching her all the time, sliding the leather tip of the crop between Corinne's legs.
"I think you're ready," she purred.
"No, please," Corinne said, totally without conviction.
Melissa let her get up and take a shower, wash her hair and dry it. Then Melissa put the collar back on the helpless blonde and led her out, back into the main room.
They were all there, waiting for her. Susie had nothing on but a black slip, which was up over her thighs as she sat curled up on the sofa, grinning with great satisfaction. The men were in robes and nothing else.
"Came here," Julius said.
Corinne shivered and her legs went to jelly. Her body was raging out of control. She could see their stiff cocks, sticking out of the robes as they watched her. Saul's hard fucker jerked and he took hold of it, jacking off as he waited.
Corinne's legs trembled uncontrollably as she walked slowly over to her nephew. She stood in front of him, waiting.
"So you like to rub your pussy, huh?" he said. "N-no, no, really, Julius," Corinne said, bursting into tears. "It was just the water, that was all."
"Of course," he said. "Spread your legs."
Corinne gasped. She knew she was in for another night like last night, but it was awful the way her body reacted. Her pussy gushed juices as she slowly spread her feet apart on the rug, revealing the curly blonde mound of her pussy even more for them.
"Hmmm," Julius said. He sounded calm and collected, but his cock was jutting out of his robe as he looked at his aunt. "That bath does great work on whip marks, doesn't it?"
Corinne knew it did. Her tits were still red, but the color seemed to be almost a perfect blush on her skin, rather than marks of pain. Her ass was the same, the delicious curves still tight.
"Rub your pussy," Julius ordered.
"No, no, please, Julius!" Corinne gasped.
She looked over her shoulder and there was Melissa, tapping the crop in her hand. But it wasn't that that made Corinne obey. It was some deep, helpless obedience in her that allowed her hand to slip down over her tummy and between her legs. Her fingers moved slowly over her cunt. She gasped and her thighs spread wider, her ass heaving as she rubbed her pussy in front of them all, shamelessly going wild with mounting lust.
"Would you like to suck my cock?" Julius asked, his voice quiet and menacing.
"Aaahbh!" Corinne gasped and she came at once, staring at the huge fucker sticking out of Julius' robe. His prick was hard, ready, ten inches of cockmeat, and she went weak just looking at it. Her hand blurred over her pussy and the surging climaxes rolled on. Shamelessly, she bent at the waist, her mouth reaching for Julius' enormous fuck-rod.
"Did I tell you to suck it?" Julius snapped.
"No, no, Julius." Corinne wept and pulled back upright, her fingers digging frantically into her cunt. She was still coming, but there was no real satisfaction in it. She needed something more. "What shall I do?" She kept staring at Julius' enormous fucker, her mouth watering, her throat spasming with excitement.
"Well now," he said, leaning back. "Do you really want it?"
Corinne moaned and rocked, her thighs spread wide, her pussy aching with the agony of trying to come harder. "Please, Julius," she moaned, "please, don't make me say it, please." She sobbed and rammed her fingers up her cunt, but still she couldn't get real satisfaction.
"Say what?" Julius said softly.
Everything in the room was concentrated on Corinne as she moaned and tossed in the grip of terrible emotional agony.
"Uuurrrggg!" she screamed. "Don't make me, don't, don't, I won't, I won't!" She wept bitterly, her pussy spasming, her body aching for something more.
"You seem to be having trouble," Julius said. "What do you want?"
"No, no!" Corinne cried.
But she was leaning forward all the time, her mouth reaching for Julius' cock, her ass circling, thrusting up as a perfect target. She propped herself on the arm of Julius' chair with one hand, her legs open wide, her hand rubbing her throbbing clit.
"You can't have my cock yet," Julius said. "Not yet. You've been a bad girl, haven't you?"
Corinne suddenly knew where she was going. She climaxed, her body going wild with the horrible desire for more. "Yes, yes!" she cried. "I have, I've been a very bad girl."
Her mouth was inches from his cock, and she wanted to ram it into her throat, but he held the clip of her collar and wouldn't let her get to his cock.
"And what happens to bad girls?" he asked, his hand stroking Corinne's tits gently.
"They get whipped!" Corinne shrieked, her ass jerking back wildly. "Ohhh, God, ooohhhh God!" Saliva was running on her lips as she stared at Julius' delicious fuck-pole.
"But, if they beg for their punishment, they can suck my cock while it happens," Julius said softly, his hand working over Corinne's tight nipples.
"Aaaaghhh!" Corinne screamed, her pussy exploding with submissive passion. "Yes, yes please! I was bad! Please, punish me, whip me, please, anything if I can have your cock, pleaseeee!" Her pussy juices ran over her fingers as she struggled to get at Julius' cock. "Whip me, please!"
The crop lashed into Corinne's ass cheeks. With a helpless scream of lust, she jerked and her mouth sank over Julius' cockhead, her fingers rubbing her clit in a fury of depraved lust.
"Pity you wouldn't get to enslave me for a weekend," Melissa laughed as she lashed Corinne again. "But I guess this one, will do."
Corinne went out of her mind with excitement. Her throat opened to take in Julius' cockhead and she pumped her mouth up and down on the thick cackrod, ramming it deeper with, each stroke until her lips were in his cock-hair and her throat spasmed around the quivering cockmeat. Her ass jerked back in total slavery for the crop as Melissa lashed her ass, her fingers rubbed frantically on her cunt and she came with each sharp, agonizing lash into her flesh. The pain and ecstasy mingled in her body, driving her helplessly into a complete peak of climax and total satisfaction.
"Look at the whore go!" Susie yelled. "Fuck, she's as bad as I am!" She slid her fingers over her own hot little cunt, rubbing as she watched.
The other men stared in disbelief as Corinne submitted to the crop and sucked at Julius' cock in a fury of lust. Her neck muscles throbbed and opened as Julius' cockhead sank deep into her throat, her crimson ass thrust back for the crop and her deep gurgling screams rushed out from around the thick prick in her mouth. Each beat of the crop drove her mouth harder onto Julius' cock.
"Shit! I'm coming! Suck it all down, Aunt Corinne!" Julius yelled.
Corinne couldn't have taken her mouth off Julius' cock if she'd wanted to. Her raging climaxes surged, her body shook and she sucked his throbbing prick harder, demanding a mouthful of cum from him. Her ass erupted with passion as Melissa increased the speed and severity of her whipping. Her throat spasmed and she crested, her raging orgasms peaking in a body-shattering explosion of lust.
She had to give Julius as good a come as possible, she knew that. She slid her hand off her pussy and moved it to his balls, caressing them as the cum rushed out of them and down his long thick cockshaft.
"Urrrrrgghhh! Yessss!" Julius yelled, lurching up in the chair.
Suddenly Corinne's throat was full of cum. She kept thrusting her ass back for the lash of the crop, sucking at the cum-gushing fucker, swishing the thick cum around her mouth, tasting it, going crazy for the salty cock cream.
"Yeaahh, ohhh, fuck, she's got a hot mouth!" Julius yelled. "She's driving me out of my mind!" He grabbed Corinne's hair and held her, bellowing in lust as he pumped cum out of his throbbing cock and into her sucking mouth.
Corinne groaned asker ass erupted yet again in delicious pain. She moved back up a little, holding Julius' cockhead in her mouth while she caressed his cockshaft and hairy balls, her fingers urging the last of his cum out of his fucker. She ran her tongue over the shuddering prick buried in her mouth, licking off the cum that still jetted out of the piss slit, shamelessly tasting and swallowing jism.
"Yeaaahhh!" Julius bellowed as the last shots of his jism poured out into Corinne's welcoming mouth. He dropped back into the chair, his cock still throbbing and jerking, cum oozing from the cocktip as his aunt licked it up. "Shit! I think we can go ahead, guys – that was incredible."
There was a chuckle of agreement from the rest of the men.
Corinne didn't know what they meant and didn't care. She clung to Julius' cock, her bare ass still reaching for the crop. But Melissa had stepped and was grinning at Julius as she tapped the thin rod in her hands.
"You all owe me," Melissa said, "and I'm gonna collect."
Julius pushed on Corinne's shoulders gently and she slumped to the floor, kneeling between his thighs, still licking and sucking at his cummy cock.
"We have a deal for you, Corinne, maybe," Julius said.
For an instant, shame rushed back over the helpless blonde. She had sunk lower than she had ever imagined possible. But Julius' cockhead was still in her mouth, and she knew now that she couldn't live without cock. She was who she was, that was all.
"Yes, Julius," Corinne moaned. "Whatever you want."
"Well," he said, "it depends if you please us enough for the rest of the weekend."
"Yes, yes, Julius, you know I will," Corinne whimpered, her mouth running over his cock, sucking at the rapidly hardening cock flesh.
"Well, maybe," Julius said softly. "The deal is this. We'll pay off all your debts and, in return, we keep you as our condo whore."
Corinne's heart beat almost out of control. Her pussy gushed hot juice, and she moaned around the enormous hard cock she sucked.
"Each week, we'll draw lots for you," Julius went on, "and you stay as that person's slave for that week. You'll do everything they say, of course, fuck them whenever they say and fuck anybody they tell you to fuck. Got that?"
"Ooooohh, yes, yes, yes!" Corinne moaned, her mouth sinking down over her nephew's cock again.
"And you will be punished whenever we think you need it," Julius added.
"Yessss!" Corinne agreed, her body shaking with depraved desire.
"Then all you have to do is please us. If we all agree, then you can be our slave. Are you ready?"
"Yes, yes!" Corinne gasped.
"Then go into that room over there," Julius said, pointing. "There are a lot of clothes in there. Take as long as you like, but come out dressed as you think we want you."
Corinne staggered up, her eyes misty, her body shaking with desperate excitement. She opened the door and went into the room. It was small, but it was packed with revealing clothes and underwear of all kinds. On one wall was a make-up desk and mirror. She moaned and looked around, her tits heaving. There was so much choice.
There was a low moan of lust from the men when Corinne came back out and stood uncertainly by the door.
"Does this please you?" she asked, her eyes downcast.
Her blonde hair was teased out around her head, framing her beautiful face perfectly. The make-up she wore accentuated her eyes and cheek bones, her lips glowed with deep-crimson lipstick, and her face radiated a whorish desire. Her outfit was all red. The tight, five-inch heels led to stockings that showed off her legs to perfection. The luscious curves of her calves led the men's eyes up over her knees to her shapely thighs, where the short skirt just reached the stocking tops. The bodice was tight, pulled so tight that Corinne's tits thrust up over the top, and her body curved to an hour-glass perfection.
She walked forward, sliding the skirt up to show her tiny red panties. Standing in the middle of the room, she posed, moved on her heels, then slid her hands down her legs and held her ankles, showing the others the tight curves of her well-whipped ass. Then she straightened up, her hands working up her stockings.
A tense, lusty silence filled the room. She looked around, trembling with passion.
"Julius says I have to satisfy you all," she said. "So I think I should get on with it, don't you?"
She moaned, and her fingers slid up under the little skirt and played with her pussy through her panties.
"I think I should suck all of you off first. And then you must punish me for being such a whore. I mean, only whores wear red like this and offer themselves to everybody, don't they?" She moaned and came, seeing the four hard cocks there for her, and the two women with their hot pussies waiting, too. "Who's first?"