She danced backward, bending down until the hands cuffed behind her nearly touched the floor. Nimble as a deer, she stepped back again, this time putting one foot then the other between her cuffed wrists. When Marilee straightened to full height, she had her shackled hands in front.
Better balanced now, her next kick came with more speed and force. Gill barely had time to block it, and even then he was rocked back by the impact. Marilee came in with a grunt and kicked with the other foot, this time catching him squarely in the gut.
Gill doubled over and Lanore gasped a cry of alarm. Marilee swooped down on his hunched figure, both hands raised like a club. She hit him behind the neck and made his vision blur. He sank to his knees, his head spinning.
She swung sideways with both fists, wrists locked together, looking like a golfer teeing off. Marilee hit Gill alongside the head and knocked him sprawling. Lanore was screaming before her husband hit the floor.
He was down and dizzy, but not out by any means. Gill hit the floor with a thud. Marilee came after him, glaring down like an avenging angel. He lunged and tackled her, clamping her shapely legs together as he drove her back with a shoulder pushed into her crotch.
Marilee gushed in shock and fell hard on her ass. Gill was atop her lithe body and forcing her down flat. His hot cock was pressed between them, throbbing on her heaving belly. Her head hit the carpet and she groaned.
She got hold of his cock in her cuffs hands, squeezing and twisting like she wanted to rip his prick off. Gill gave a cry of stunned pain and felt her reaching down farther, trying to get a grip on his even more tender balls.
"You bitch!" With both hands on her tits she squeezed her nipples hard.
"Aaagggh!" Her grip on his cock went slack as she shuddered in pain.
Gill rolled off and pitched Marilee onto her face. She moaned as her weight felt on her cuffed hands.
"I was going to start with the pussy my wife got so nice and hot for me," he said, straddling her flailing legs. "Hut since you tried your best to bust my head, I'm taking your ass first!"
"Nnnooo," she begged. "I've never let anyone do that!"
"Two cherry butts in two days," he chuckled. "Things are looking up!"
"You bastard! Al will kill you for this!"
"After fucking Lanore? I doubt that. He'll probably bring you to me every time he wants to fuck her."
"He wouldn't! He'd never!" Marilee's lithe body twisted in a vain effort to escape the probing head of his cock.
Gill had found combat with a woman to be an exciting prelude to fucking. Like belt whipping his wife, only better, forcing the struggling woman to the floor made his cock pulse with a raging intensity stronger than anything he had ever felt before.
His cock burned into her ass. There wasn't enough lubrication to make it glide smoothly. Each slow inch felt like a flaming yard.
"Tell your husband you get this every time he gets my wife!"
"I'm going to kill both of you! I've never been so abused and degraded!"
Gill laughed and said, "If your asshole was as big as your mouth, this wouldn't hurt a bit." He pushed in another inch or two and listened delightedly to her tortured wails. Her ass was cock-strangling tight, wringing and burning and cringing in shock.
Marilee's tormented wails kept getting louder, and Gill began to worry that some other neighbor might call the police. He said, "Lanore, come here and give her mouth something better to do. Sit in front of her with your legs spread and let her eat cunt."
"I'd rather lie face down and make her kiss my ass!" she said.
"That's even better!" Gill agreed.
"I won't do it!"
"Oh, yes you will!" he said, spiking her ass with another two inches of cock.
Marilee raged while Lanore maneuvered herself into position. Gill grabbed her silky black hair and yanked her head up.
Lanore slid back until her ass was right under Marilee's mouth. She could feel the warm rush of her breath and her ass, shivered with anticipation. Gill let go of her hair and pushed Marilee's head down.
"Humph!" Marilee groaned, trying to twist her head away.
Gill flipped Marilee's long hair up over her head so Lanore could grab it in her cuffed hands.
"That should help you keep her in control," he said. "If you aren't getting what you want, just give it a good yank!"
Marilee began to sob. Taking control of Lanore had been a lewd thrill that she had greatly enjoyed. Having the tables turned suddenly was a horror. She shuddered as Gill fucked deeper into her ass, as Lanore pulled her hair and ordered her to kiss ass.
Marilee kissed Lanore's rounded ass cheeks first and felt her own shiver. Gill was in her all the way now, grinding his cock-hair on her firm ass.
Then he began to fuck her from behind, slowly at first, easing his cock in and out. Her asshole had relaxed a little. Gasping thankfully, Marilee worked her tongue around Lanore's puckered ass rim.
The blonde giggled, anxiously. "Oooh, I like that! Wiggle your tongue into me, Marilee."
Marilee moaned, unable to think of anything else now.
"Do it!" Lanore insisted, giving her raven tresses a viciously hard yank. "I hated the idea of restraint when you lacked the cuffs on me, but I like it now that I've got a hold of your hair."
"You spiteful bitch!" she cried, fluttering her lips in the crack of Lanore's ass.
"Well, you didn't come here like a grinning good neighbor," the blonde said with a sneer.
"I think she's a good neighbor," Gill said. "I like fucking her taut little ass!"
"Is it tighter than mine, dear?"
"It might be, and not so nicely padded. Ungh, I don't have your sweet soft cheeks to cushion my loins."
"You're both sick and depraved!" Marilee said with disgust.
Lanore yanked her hair again and said, "Kiss my ass! You're not a damn bit better!"
Gill picked up the pace of his ass fucking, whipping his cock faster into her tight asshole. Each time he fucked in, Marilee's head was thrust forward, her face jammed more firmly into the crack of Lanore's ass.
As Gill's cock fucked faster, Marilee became less aware of the pain. Only her wrists hurt, manacled beneath her, jarred against the floor when he spiked her with his long prick.
She arched her lithe body and got her fingers down to her cunt slit. The cock fucking was stimulating her pussy from the inside, straining the frail wall of muscle.
Marilee fingered her cunt and whirled it as Gill fucked even faster, slamming her down so that even her own hands mauled her cunt. She fucked out her tongue and wormed into Lanore.
Muffled groans of pleasure were forced from Marilee's lips each time Gill fucked his cock deep in her. Her breath rasped and became faster to match his heated thrusts. She whirled her cunt madly and that started surging tremors in both her pussy and ass.
"I'm going to cum!" she cried in an astonished voice.
Lanore said, "Don't let her, Gill! Make her excite my ass first!"
"Sure, anything my sexy wife wants." He slowed his fucking and heard Marilee gasp a sigh of distress.
"Make me cum! Oh, please… I'm sssooo close!"
"I'll fuck your ass to an orgasm when I hear my wife cum," he said, stopping his fucking entirely.
"Oh, you bastard! Don't stop! Don't leave me hanging!"
"I'm the one that's hanging," Lanore said. "Get your tongue deep into me and make it."
"All right!" Marilee bowed her head and speared with her tongue. Lanore gasped and kicked her feet.
"Hhhmmm, that's better!"
W was grinning, watching them both. He had them under his control. Wife and neighbor were both his slaves now. As Lanore began to sigh in delight, he started fucking his cock into Marilee's ass again.
That made Marilee hot, her tongue more willing. Lanore began to moan. Wiggling shocks of pleasure ran up Lanore's back as though sparked from the tip of Marilee's tongue. The woman liked making the young blonde respond. Site thrust faster and made her scream.
Gill drilled Marilee's ass, slapping his hard muscled loins on her firm ass. She gave muffled cries of increasing delight. The surges of tension before orgasm had started again. Her cunt was squirming and her ass was too.
"Now!" Marilee cried. "Oh, Gill! Give it to me! Let me feel your cum!" And then she dropped her head, tonguing deep into Lanore's sexy warm ass.
Gill rammed and let his cock fire. Lanore's ass quaked around Marilee's tongue. Marilee's ass went into spasms around Gill's cock. Obscenely linked, they shared a simultaneous moment. The room was still, not even the sound of a breath being taken could be heard. Then came a roar, three voices in chorus.
"I never thought I could enjoy that," Marilee said after a moment.
"Neither did I the first time," Lanore told her with a lewd grin.
"I'm going to give Al a real treat when he gets home from work," the tall beauty said. "He's been wanting to fuck my ass ever since we got married, but I was too afraid of the pain."
"The way pain turns to pleasure is what makes it so exciting," Lanore said, tossing back her long blonde hair. "Even being lashed with a belt works that way."
"Not for me it won't," Marilee said flatly. "That is something – I'll never endure!"
"Oooh?" Lanore said, turning and raising one eyebrow as she grinned at Gill. "I don't think she's been punished enough yet, do you?"
Gill flashed a smile back at his blonde wife. "Not for cuffing your wrists and trying to kick the shit out of me," he agreed.
"No, God damn it! No man is going to take a belt to me!" She kicked and tried to sit up, grunting in a fearful rage.
Gill sat on her ass and effectively restrained her. "Right, no man will take you. I'm going to give Lanore that pleasure. She's going to whip your pussy hot for me and then watch me fuck you long and hard."
Reaching back, he got the handcuff key from the hidden pocket inside his duty belt which had fallen to the floor when the coffee table had tipped over. He unlocked the cuffs around Lanore's wrists.
"Clamp them around her ankles," he said, "I don't want this bitch to kick me again."
"Are you really going to let me whip her?" Lanore asked excitedly.
"Yeah, I like watching the two of you."
Marilee hated the helpless feeling of restraint. She bated the thought of a belt whipping even more, but, with arms and legs both in handcuffs, she was powerless to resist. Gill rolled her over and dug his hands beneath her arms. He lifted Marilee's upper body and dragged her backwards down the hall.
She begged and pleaded all along the way. "Don't let her do this to me, Gill! I can give you a great fuck without being beaten!"
"You weren't at all willing a little while ago," he said coldly.
"But I am now. I loved it when your cock made my ass climax. I want you to fuck me. You'll love it when I squeeze my long legs around your waist and drive your dick so deep."
"You aren't going to be wrapping those long legs around anything while you're wearing two sets of cuffs," he reminded her. "And those don't come off until we're ready to send you home to the man that fucked my wife! Maybe not even then."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"Never mind." They'd reached the bedroom door. He hauled Marilee into the room and wrestled her up onto the bed.
"Get those two cords that, tie back the drapes," Gill said to his wife.
"What for?" Marilee asked shrilly.
"So you don't bound around, fall off the bed and hurt yourself," he said with mocking sweetness.
Gill knotted one length of cord around the chain between the cuffs on her wrists, pulled her arms overhead and tied it to the head-board. Then he knotted the other to the chain between her legs and pulled until her long, lithe body was drawn tight. He bound that to the frame of the foot of the bed.
"I thought you two were my friends," Marilee moaned pathetically.
"We are," Gill said with a taunting smile. "If a man had kicked and hit me the way you did, I'd have beaten the living shit out of him. You're just going to get a mild whipping that will make you all the more anxious to please my cock."
Lanore already had the belt in hand and her heart was racing. She recalled vividly the pain of her first lash and so she cringed when she brought her arm back.
"Lanore, please don't! We've always been the best of friends!"
"Yes, until you locked those handcuffs on my wrists." Her arm wavered, the belt held high. "See the awful red marks they left?"
"I'm sorry!"
"So am I," she said with a wicked grin. The belt hissed down and cracked diagonally from left hip to right tit. Marilee yelped and bucked.
She flopped face down and took the next lash across her ass. Her asscheeks wrenched so violently that beads of silver-white cum bubbled out.
"I don't need more punishment than that."
"You'll get what I think you deserve, bitch. And right now that's a lot!" The belt hissed and cracked across her ass three times so fast that it sounded almost like machine gun fire.
Her fiery welts blazed and kindled a glow of eerie recollection. Marilee had not been spanked since she was a young girl bent over her father's knee.