Annabelle groaned and gasped on the table. Her ass wouldn't stop shivering and spasming around Patrick's cock. Above her low moans came the screams of delight from Hilary as she climaxed with Kirby's cock slamming deep in her pussy.
"Just hold it, baby, hold it, don't come, let me suck it out!" she screamed, her legs locked around Kirby's back as he heaved her deep into the sofa cushions with each thrust of his rampant prick.
Antony twisted the clamps for a last time and grinned at Annabelle. "Horny bitch, my wife. How about I fuck your ass now, baby?"
Annabelle wept, her body shaking with the declining orgasm. It still hadn't crested, but she felt exhausted. She was never going to reach that final satisfaction she needed so badly.
"Come on, baby," Antony said and helped Zoe up onto the table.
The little dark-haired nymph pinned wildly as she spread her legs around Annabelle's face and grabbed her blonde hair. "Suck it, whore!"
Annabelle stared half blindly at the pulsating pussy inches from her mouth. There was cum all over Zoe's cunt-lips, matted into her black pussy-hair.
"Ooooohhh, God, no! Please, not that!" She gasped and moaned, pulling her head back against Zoe's strong grasp.
"You want more whipping?" Zoe asked. "My dad'll whip you until you eat my fuckin' ass out if you go on like this, bitch."
She slapped Annabelle across the face, thrusting her pussy upward.
Dimly Annabelle felt the touch of a cock at her ass.
"One last chance," Antony said. "If you suck Zoe now, then I'll fuck your ass. If you don't, then you know what." He held the cane, ran it over Annabelle's trembling ass flesh.
Annabelle felt as if it didn't even matter any more, she was gone, finished. She let Zoe pull her mouth to her open cunt-crack and licked over it, tasting the cum and Zoe's pussy-juices.
"That's a good girl," Zoe said, "that's real good."
She moaned and a stream of new pussy-juices flowed from her cunt.
Annabelle sucked the hot wet flesh closer, taking in Zoe's clit, licking it as she sucked the quivering cunt. Zoe groaned, thrust her thighs wider, holding Annabelle's mouth to her throbbing pussy. Her small tits jiggled as she heaved on the table top.
Antony pushed his cock at Annabelle's ass. Her well-fucked muscles opened almost at once and he invaded, sliding in, his cock filling her shit-hole. He worked his bone-hard prick in until he was rimmed in to the hilt, his hips pushing her against the table edge, his cock churning in her guts.
Annabelle groaned as she sucked Zoe's pussy. Incredibly, he body was responding to the horrible rape. Each stroke of Antony's cock filled her ass and sent her jerking over the table again, heaving, her ass thrusting back for more. She sucked Zoe's clit harder, and the little darkhaired bitch screamed with delight and rammed her cunt tighter over Annabelle's mouth.
"Suck me, bitch, suck me!" Zoe screamed. "Suck me, ooohhhhh, fuck yeahhhh!"
She came, her body twisting around, her fingers clutching at Annabelle's blonde hair. She lay back, just holding the chain and let Annabelle bring her off as the blonde's screams bubbled out of her pussy with each thrust of Antony's cock deep in her ass.
On the sofa, Hilary gave a shriek of lust and crested, her pussy quivering around Kirby's cock.
"Ooooh, you're such a good boy!" she gasped. "Holding on like that, come on, I've got a treat for you."
She eased his throbbing cock out of her pussy and caressed it.
"Ooooohhh, boy, I bet you wanna shoot cum badly, huh?"
"What the fuck do you think?" he grinned. "Come with Mommy," Hilary said. She led him over to the table by his heaving cock. There she made him kneel over Zoe's heaving body and her daughter helped by running her hands over his ass and balls, sending him wild with lust.
Hilary slid her mouth down over Kirby's cock, working her lips to the base as she sucked him gently. Just in front and below his heaving prick was Annabelle, still sucking on Zoe's hot wet cunt. Hilary sucked and waited, her mouth traveling up and down Kirby's heaving cock-shaft.
Suddenly Antony roared, his cock thrusting deep in Annabelle's ass, his cum rushing around in his balls. "Yeahh, I'm coming, I'm coming, ohhhh!"
He pounded his heaving prick into the bound blonde, and it all happened at once.
Kirby grabbed his cock.
"You whip her!" he yelled to Hilary. "We got her now, look at the bitch!"
Annabelle erupted in a final, searing orgasm. She wasn't really aware of what was happening. Antony's cock spurted cum in her ass, shaking her whole body and, with each spurt of cockjuice, Hilary lashed the cane across her ass.
Helplessly, Annabelle came to the demands of the thin rod. Cum splattered over her face and over Zoe's cunt as Kirby yelled, jerking hot streams of juice from his cock as Zoe stroked his ass and caressed his creaming balls. Annabelle screamed and licked up the cum, feeling it splattering into her hair, over her mouth.
Another searing orgasm overcame her. Moaning, screaming, her body heaving with the unbelievable mixture of pain and ecstasy, she rolled, her legs pulling against the bonds, her arms grabbing for Zoe's thighs, pulling the sexy little bitch closer, ramming her mouth over the quivering cunt-flesh, licking up the fresh cum at it fell.
Kirby grabbed her head, made her suck down the last of his cum as it poured from his cockslit. Then he rammed her back down on Zoe's cunt, held her there while she sucked wildly, screaming continuously.
The cane lashed her. Antony was yelling as his cock poured out more hot wads of cum. Annabelle soared, clung at the crest of the most terrible orgasm of her life, her body pulsating, driven to the limit and still not able to push that last inch to utter satisfaction. She screamed, sucked, her face smeared with cum, her ass digging deep, thrusting up for the cane and suddenly she knew what she had to do.
She reached for her tits, grabbed the clamps, twisted them as hard as she could, pulling at her own flesh. The pain drove into her, burning her, thrusting her high, over the heaving mass on the table. Cum shot into her ass, she bit hard on Zoe's clit, the whip lashed her and, with a final twist of the clamps she went over, crested, soared down the wonderful slope of utter satisfaction, her body slowing.
Annabelle woke slowly, pain rolling over her body as she turned and stared at the wall. She moaned, ran her hands over her painful tits and remembered, dimly, the horrors she had endured the night before. She tried to sit up, but a chain rattled and she discovered that she was still wearing the collar.
From the collar the chain ran under the head of the bed she was lying on and was short enough to stop her getting up. She pulled at it, but it didn't give. She pulled at the collar, but that was padlocked on with the same lock that held the chain. She broke into sobs and fell back across the soft bed.
She thought that was strange, that she was in a soft bed, one that seemed to wrap her in its luxury. Her sobs slowly subsided as she looked around the room. It wasn't the dungeon she had expected, in fact it looked like a very nice guest room. There were large windows with lacy curtains through which the sun streamed. The carpet was thick and the furniture was expensive.
The pain in her ass and tits came back, surging up. She moaned and rubbed her aching ass, feeling the flesh burn and throb to the touch of her hands. But instantly the agony gathered in her pussy, making her cunt-walls twitch and move to the obscene caress of her hands.
She moaned, but didn't want to stop. She caressed her ass harder and one of her hands slid by itself between her legs and towards her throbbing cunt. She rolled her clit, feeling the excitement mounting, the terrible desire bursting from her flesh. She worked her hand away from her ass and up to her tits, staring down at the red, bruised flesh as the helpless lust pulsed in her twin globes. Her fingers ran over her nipples, already standing out, hard, crinkled, throbbing to the long slow pinching of her fingers.
"Oh God!" she gasped, her ass heaving up off the bed as she rubbed her pussy and twisted her nipples, getting off on the pain, hating herself for it.
There was a rattle of a key in the door. With a horrified gasp Annabelle sank back across the bed, the chain rattling as she pulled the bedclothes back over her naked body.
Hilary and Antony came in, both in their robes. Hilary strolled up to the bed grinning at the shrinking librarian. "Well, how did you sleep?"
"Let me go!" Annabelle gasped, tears rolling out of her eyes. "I never did anything to you, let me go!"
Hilary laughed and reached up, tearing the sheets out of Annabelle's hands and right off her body.
Annabelle rolled, covering her tits and pussy. "Stop that," Hilary said, "lie on your back and spread your legs."
"No, stop, please, stop."
"Now don't be stupid, bitch," Hilary said, her voice dangerous and low.