The cane slid down into the crack of her ass and then farther until it touched her fingers as they feverishly rolled her pussy-flesh around.
"Tell me how that feels," Antony said softly, the cane tip pushing at her clit.
"Ooohhh!" Annabelle shuddered with another surge of the unholy lust she despised so much. Just the touch of the cane made the whole thing so much worse, so much more powerful. "I feel fine, sir. I like doing this, I do."
Antony laughed, the cane swept up and whipped savagely into her ass.
"Six," he said. "I'll make you beg for it, whore. Now get up and come with me."
Annabelle gurgled as the pain in her ass echoed around her body. She stood up and took her fingers off her pussy. Antony clipped the chain into her collar and led her out of the room. There were a lot of grinning faces as she shamefully followed him out of the door and up the stairs. He led her along the deep carpet and opened a door, switching on the light.
It was a large, luxurious bathroom. Annabelle almost rushed toward the toilet and then got another horrible shock.
"Stand still!" snapped Antony, jolting her to a halt with the chain.
She gasped, her body trembling with fear.
"You piss when I tell you to," he said.
Then, to Annabelle's utter honor he came up to her and stood between her and the toilet bowl. He dropped the chain and laid the cane across the sink. Slowly he slid his tie off and then his jacket, staring at her the whole time. His shirt followed while Annabelle shivered and moaned, the pressure in her bladder worse than ever.
"Do you think you can suck cock and piss at the same time?" Antony asked.
Annabelle moaned in despair.
He took his shoes and socks off, keeping his gaze on her all the time. "I hope you can. For your sake."
Annabelle held her pussy, trying to stop herself from wetting the floor.
He worked his pants down and Annabelle saw his cock springing out of his underwear. She had been right, it was enormous, fully nine inches of thick meat waiting to rape her. He threw his pants aside and picked up the cane.
"Sit down," he said, indicating the toilet. Annabelle wanted to throw up. She pulled the chain out of the way and, in a nightmare of despair, she turned and sat on the toilet bowl, her bladder bursting with the desire to piss.
"Don't start until I tell you," he snapped. He took two steps and was directly in front of her, his cock sticking out, thick and bobbing from his loins. "Take it and suck it. Then you can piss."
Annabelle took the cock, slid it into her mouth and sucked on the hard round cock-head as Antony shifted closer, ramming his prick deeper, tapping the cane in his hand.
"Now piss," he ordered.
But Annabelle couldn't pee, not with him there. Her bladder was bursting, but she couldn't let it go. She moaned in despair, her body shivering with the pain.
"Piss!" he snapped, his cock running into her mouth.
Annabelle gagged on the hot hard cock-meat. She tried, but she couldn't make herself pee. She gave a long moan of horror and Antony stepped back, then grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her head hard back, thrusting her tits up.
"Piss!" he snapped and lashed the cane expertly down over her thrusting nipples, making the chain jingle as she jerked in pain.
"Aaaahhh! Ohhh, stop!" she begged.
"Piss," he said, the cane lashing her tits again.
"Aaaggghhhh, yes!" Annabelle screamed as her bladder finally let go and a stream of pee poured into the toilet.
Instantly he was back, holding her hair, heaving his cock into her mouth. He held her there, thrusting at her throat as she pissed, his cock swollen and pulsating with lust.
"Good," he said. "Now suck me like a good little girl."
Her piss went on for longer than Annabelle could have imagined possible. Her mouth worked compulsively over Antony's cock, sucking the hard meat, letting her tongue play over the quivering flesh. Still the stream of pee poured out of her pussy, splashing into the toilet. Antony's cock swelled, got stiffer and began to throb as he fucked her mouth. To her horror she knew he was going to came.
"Yeahhhh!" he grunted, heaving his hard cock-head at her throat. "Come on, bitch, suck it, make me feel real good."
He let go of her hair and took the chain, ramming at her mouth, half his stiff cock vanishing into her mouth with each stroke.
"Not bad!" he growled. "You might make a decent whore when we've finished with you."
He heaved his rock-hard cock-rod at her throat, pushing until Annabelle gagged and gasped for air, struggling against the collar.
Still she pissed, the smell wafting up over her as the sour stream ran out of her bladder. She felt his cock twitch, knew he was going to come soon, make her swallow another load of jism. It was horrible, a deeper depravity than she had thought possible. But that horrible excitement that had begun on the table lingered on. It made her suck harder on Antony's cock, her hands around his shaft, her fingers caressing his balls. It was all so disgusting, but she was stimulated, feeling herself surrendering to desires so base she wouldn't even name them.
Antony growled, thrusting his cock harder at her mouth. His swollen cock-head pushed at her throat and she felt her muscles relax enough for him to begin to penetrate, while all the time she pissed, her bladder now almost empty.
"Now take it, whore! I'm gonna come!"
Annabelle felt his cock jump as the cum surged out of his balls. Her pee was declining, her bladder almost empty as she sucked his cock, feeling the cum rushing down his shaft. He leaned back, roaring with release.
"Take it, you whore!" he yelled. "Take it! Let me see you swallow it, bitch!"
He eased his cock back out of her throat until the pulsating cock-head was just at her lips as her fingers worked over his shaft.
"Bring me off, you whore!" he yelled.
"Make me feel real good, or I'll whip the shit outta you."
Cum burst out of his cock, right into Annabelle's mouth.
"Let me watch, bitch! Let me see you take it!"
Annabelle felt the salty cum gush into her mouth. She swallowed, the last of her piss running out of her cunt and into the toilet. She let him pull back more, so that the jet of cum sprang out of his piss-slit and over her lips where she licked at it, running her tongue around as another stream of jism poured out and into her mouth. She milked his cock, her hands squeezing his balls, working the hard meat while Antony gave another yell of lust as his orgasm crested.
"Yeahhhh!" he shouted. "Yeahhh, come on, lick it up, whore, lick it up, fuck-meat!"
Cum jetted out of his cock and over Annabelle's hips, into her mouth where she swallowed the hot seed, sucking at the cockhead as more white goo gushed out. Antony yelled again, watching as his cock spat another thick wad over Annabelle's mouth and tongue. He sighed as the stream finally slowed and his cock-slit ran a thinning stream of spunk over her mouth.
"Lick it all up, whore," he said and waited while Annabelle did as she was told, licking at the cam as it ran out of his cock-slit and into her mouth.
He waited until the last drops of his cum were gone and his cock glistened with Annabelle's saliva. Then he grinned at her.