He twisted her clit and finger-fucked her cunt, sending throbs of depraved passion surging up to meet the pain in her tits.
"Four," Jacqueline said, holding the cat above Melinda's throbbing tit-mounds. "Ready for more?"
Melinda trembled and staggered as Hugh played with her pussy, stroking her hot flesh, sliding his finger into her fuck-hole. The cat caressed her tits gently, the knots flicking off her taut nipples. Her pussy spasmed and a rush of climax surged out of her cunt.
"Ahhhhh, yes! Yes, I'm ready!" she moaned, sobbing as she began coming again.
The cat lashed in. Her tits bounced under the blow. Burning agony surged through her tits. She staggered, screaming at the top of her voice.
"Five," Jacqueline said, grinning at the moaning, spasming Melinda. "The last one. Want it?"
Melinda nodded in desperation, her pussy throbbing with climax, her thighs opening for Hugh's hand.
"Yes!" she wept, her tits thrusting out for the cat, her nipples drawn tight, throbbing with horrible lust.
The cat lashed in, beating across her tits.
Hugh slammed his hand at her cunt, working it over, his thumb rubbing her clit.
The eruption of pain and lust tore into Melinda. She staggered, pulling her cunt off Hugh's hand, falling to her knees on the hard floor, rubbing her tits desperately, her other hand deep in her cunt. Shamelessly she worked her pussy and tits, feeling the shudders of a painful orgasm pouring over her. She dug at her nipples, twisting them, rubbing the sore flesh of her tits.
"Enjoying your orgasm?" Jacqueline laughed, standing over Melinda.
Melinda nodded, her body throbbing desperately.
"Get up, bitch!" Jacqueline snapped.
Melinda sobbed, then crawled, her body aching with pain and lust. She stood in front of them, wondering what horror they had in store for her next.
"Whadaya think?" Jacqueline asked. "You wanna see her in something sexy?"
"Yeah!" Richard replied. "I wanna rip somethin' off the bitch before I fuck her!"
"Something little and nice?" Jacqueline walked around Melinda, sliding her hands over the luscious curves of her body.
"Yeah, something she'll look real good in." Richard smiled, holding his thick cock and rubbing it a little.
"Okay, come with me, bitch. And don't play me up. You can't escape, but you can suffer a lot more."
Melinda had no fight left in her. She followed Jacqueline to a small door in the opposite wall. It opened into a small room that was packed with revealing lingerie and other clothes. Normally it would have really excited Melinda, she loved sexy underwear. But now she shivered, waiting, as Jacqueline ran her fingers down the racks of clothing.
"You know, you look a real mess," Jacqueline said. "Come here."
When Jacqueline led Melinda back into the dungeon, the two men whistled and their cocks thrust out of their robes.
Not that Jacqueline had done much to Melinda. She had made the whimpering girl wash her face and put her hair right. She had made Melinda's face up, so that her facial features were brought out even more alluringly.
Melinda's sensuous lips were a deep red, her eyes brought out with mascara, her high cheekbones accentuated. Jacqueline had made her put on a little red slip, matching panda and stockings, and five-inch heck. The slip only partly covered Melinda's tits and the hem just covered her ass, showing the tiny panties underneath. The panties were just a triangle of red gauze at the front and a lacy strap that ran deep in the crack of Melinda's ass at the back.
Melinda was trembling and terrified, her thighs shaking. Jacqueline pointed with the whip, and Melinda obeyed, walking forward until she was facing the two men, her body quivering.
"Fuck me, Jacqueline, she looks better than ever," Hugh said with a grin. "How did you keep your hands off her?"
"Don't know," Jacqueline said softly. She fondled the long single tail of the new whip she carried, running the handle down Melinda's spine toward her ass.
Melinda trembled as Jacqueline slid the thick, leather-covered whip handle under the hem of the red slip and up, into the crack of her ass.
"But she's promised to be good, right, bitch?"
"Yes," Melinda replied, her ass shaking as the whip handle pushed into her ass-crack, working toward her shit-pit entrance.
"Show the gentlemen your legs," Jacqueline said.
It was all so humiliating, but Melinda thought that at least it was better than a whipping. She worked her hands down her thighs and slid the hem of the slip up, spreading her legs as she did, lifting the hem until the tiny red triangle of her panties was visible.
"Come here," Hugh said.
Melinda walked slowly to him, still holding her slip up, her ass shaking, as Jacqueline walked with her, still rubbing the whip handle into her ass crack.
Hugh touched her thighs, playing with her stocking tops and the lacy straps of the garter belt. The tingles started, running all over Melinda's legs and into her pussy. To her horror, she realized that she was getting wet. She bit her lip and held back the tears.
But Hugh's fingers were running higher, over the flesh of her thighs, then up to the crimson, whipped flesh just below her pussy.
Melinda closed her eyes as his fingers ran over the little red panties.
"Well, whore. You're getting pretty damp, around here," Hugh said with a grin, his fingers probing into her panties, running over her clit. "Ready for some fucking?"
Melinda stifled a sob, her tits bulging out of the top of her slip.
"Yes," she whispered.
"Good." Hugh said. "Hey, Richard, feel the bitch!"
Melinda had to walk over to Richard, her hands still holding the slip hem up. And all the time Jacqueline was there, the whip handle was in the crack of her ass.
Richard pushed his hand into her panties and caressed the hot bud of her clit.
Melinda shuddered as her terrible, perverted passion soared. The greatest terror in the world seemed to be creeping up on her. She had hated men all her life and now she was getting turned on by men who treated her as a slave, just an object to be whipped and raped as they liked. She gasped, tears starting in her eyes.
"Cut that out, bitch, you'll spoil the makeup!" Jacqueline snapped.
Melinda made a great effort to stop the tears.
Richard's fingers were rubbing her pussy, and passion burst out of her hard clit-bud in searing waves. She moaned, her legs shook, and Jacqueline slid the whip handle into her ass-crack.
With a horrible burst, a climax shook Melinda. She gasped and stumbled, pulling herself upright as the orgasm shook her whole body.
"Hey, bitch, you gotta slow down," Richard said nastily. "You come too easy, you're no fucking challenge at all."
"No, no, I don't! It's a lie, I hate it!" Melinda screamed, twisting away from his hands.
They all laughed, then Jacqueline lashed the whip out, catching Melinda's ass expertly, ripping the little slip with the force of the blow.
Melinda screamed and gasped, her ass trembling, the agony bursting in her flesh.
"I'm sorry," she gasped. "But I didn't come, really I didn't!"
"Lying bitch!" Jacqueline yelled and whipped Melinda again. "You gotta choice, cunt. Take another six strokes or bend over and beg me to ram this up your ass!"
She brandished the whip handle in front of Melinda.
Melinda choked as she stared at the thick whip handle. She shivered, forced into another impossible choice. "No, please!"
"This or twelve strokes!" Jacqueline snarled, striding up to Melinda. "Make up your mind, cunt, or you'll get both!"
"Aaaagghh, all right!" Melinda screamed and turned. Helplessly, submissively, she bent at the waist over the back of one of the chairs. "Stick it up my ass then!"
"Learn, cunt! Beg me!" Jacqueline said nastily, sliding the whip handle into Melinda's asscrack.
She pushed the slip up over Melinda's ass and the helpless girl sobbed, holding onto the chair back with all her power.
"Please, Jacqueline, ram that whip handle up my ass, I want it so much!" she sobbed.
"Good." Jacqueline chuckled, running the thick rod deeper into the crack of Melinda's ass.
She pulled the little lacy string of her panties out of the way and passed the whip handle over the spasming entrance to Melinda's shitter.
The men were watching, enjoying every moment of Melinda's humiliation.
Melinda gripped the chair hard, waiting in expectation as Jacqueline ran its whip handle at her ass, probing, forcing the tight ring of her shitter open a little.
Melinda gasped. She closed her eyes, her head spinning. She couldn't confess to them that she'd come. It would be too degrading.
Then she wished she had confessed. She groaned, as Jacqueline rammed the whip handle right into her ass. Her shitter walls spumed, jerking around the thick rod. It wasn't just that it was thick, the leather was plaited and the rough covering scraping at her anal walls in searing waves of pain. On top of that, her ass was dry and there was nothing to ease the agony.
She groaned, her legs spasming, agony rushing up her asshole.
"Want me to fuck you with it?" Jacqueline demanded, pulling the whip handle out, then slamming it in again.
"Uurrhh! Yes, yes, please!" Melinda moaned, sweat breaking out all over her body as the agony surged out of her ass.
She jerked and tossed, spuming as the whip handle slammed into her shitter.
"Yeah, yeah, come on, bitch! Come with this up you!" Jacqueline laughed, ramming the handle in and out of Melinda's tight ass. She fucked Melinda's shit-pit hard, plunging the full twelve inches of the whip handle in and out.
Melinda groaned and gurgled, sobbing helplessly, her body pulsating to the ramming fuck of her ass. The rasping of the leather ridges against her shitter walls was driving her out of her mind. It was agony, but the shudders of lust were building. She pushed back at the whip handle, screaming in a mixture of pain and lust, her asshole trembling and jerking.
"Fuck me!" Jacqueline yelled. "She's gonna do it! Fuck, this bitch is out of her fuckin' mind!"
She fucked the whip handle deeper, her fingers sliding into Melinda's spasming shitter along with the end of the whip handle.
Melinda's shitter stretched in pain, the agony pulsating with the lust. The pain of the whipping had faded, but the whip handle was pure agony, surging all the way with the passion.
Melinda jerked and moaned, her ass hunching Jacqueline's hand as she rammed the whip handle deep in her ass.
"Come on, bitch, show us, show us!" Jacqueline screamed as she realized Melinda really was going to come.
She pumped the whip handle into Melinda's ass, yelling with excitement.
Melinda screamed, the pain and lust boiling in her ass. The whip handle plunged into her shit-pit, faster and deeper with every stroke. She groaned, her ass jerking back for more of the raping whip handle. Then her orgasm broke, bursting in her guts like a star shell. She screamed in ecstasy, her whole body on fire, pulsating to the ramming flick of the whip.
Jacqueline pulled the whip handle out of Melinda's ass.
Melinda screamed and rubbed her ass, jerking in horrible pain as her orgasm tried to go an, yet couldn't without the whip handle in her shit-hole.
"Beg for it and you can have it!" Jacqueline yelled, lashing Melinda's ass.
Melinda screamed, her ass spasming as it tried to grip onto a thick rod that wasn't there.
"Come on, cunt. Admit you came. Beg for it!" Jacqueline yelled.
She lashed Melinda again, and the screaming girl jerked and sobbed, her hands digging deep into her ass to try and stop the pain.
"Right, cunt!" Jacqueline screeched in total rage. "I'll show you! Put her on the cross, boys!"
"No, no!" Melinda wailed as the two men picked her up.
Her body ached for a cock up her ass, or in her pussy. She sobbed, hating herself for her weakness, hating all of them.
She was only half aware of the way they tied her up. The cross was X-shaped, her arms running up the two top beams, her legs lashed to the spread bottom ones. There were bonds tied to her shoulders, elbows, wrists, thighs, knees and ankles. She could hardly move at all. She sobbed, her body aching, her pussy running juices into the panties.