"One," Kirby said as he lashed her again. "Two."
"Uuurrrggghghhh! Noooooo!" Annabelle screamed, staring at the horrible cat as it lashed into her soft mounds. "Noooo! Aaaaagghhh!"
"Three."
The blow concentrated the knots of the cat around her tight nipple, beating surging agony into her flesh, driving her wild with pain as she heaved on the table top. The thrust of her legs at each blow actually lifted them off the table, despite all that Lee could do. She screamed at her tormentors, her tits bouncing around in flaming pain.
"Yes, yes, I'll suck his cock!" she screamed, overwhelmed by the pain.
"That's good," Kirby said.
The cat stopped as Annabelle gave a last wail of pain and dropped to the table top, her body bathed in sweat. She stared at her tits, a crimson mass of whipped flesh, the points of the knots overlapping all over her swelling tit-mounds.
Lee moved, dragging her body with him. He pulled her to the curving end of the oval table, until he could drop to the floor and pull her head over the edge, still allowing her ass to stick over the end of the other side. He pushed harder on her ankles, forcing her feet below the level of the table top. Now his cock was pointing right at her mouth, the swollen cock-head touching her lips.
"Hold it and lick it," he said.
Trembling, her body burning with pain, Annabelle kept her hands on his cock and held the cock-head close to her lips. Then, for the first time in her life, she licked her tongue out and felt it run over the hard warm flesh.
"Not bad," Lee said with a horrible leer. He thrust his cock at Annabelle's mouth, running it between her lovely innocent lips. "Suck it! Just the top!"
Annabelle could hardly breathe she was so horrified. The idea of sucking a man's cock and having her mouth fill with that awful cum was almost more than she could stand. But, the alternative was the whip and the pain was worse than the humiliation. She let the cock-head move between her lips, sucking on it, feeling the hard, rubbery flesh throb over her tongue. It wasn't as bad as she'd expected. It tasted a little salty and there was a drop of strange juice oozing from the tiny slit at the very end, but it was easier than she'd expected. She closed her eyes and sucked on the hard monster as it slid, just an inch or so, in and out of her mouth.
"Okay, girls," Lee said. "I'm tired of holding this cunt's legs down, get me some rope and truss her up properly."
Annabelle shuddered as she felt the rope being put around her ankles. Lee leaned on them to get her heels as low as possible and the rope bit her flesh as he let go and her legs heaved back up. Hilary and Zoe were giggling as they tied the ropes around two of the table legs, leaving Annabelle even more helpless than before. The rope cut into her stockings and flesh, and her legs were straining, the muscles and tendons pulled to the limit.
"Don't stop, bitch," Lee said.
Annabelle sobbed, her throat contracting and heaving, but she had to obey. She let the cock slide into her mouth a little more, the huge round ball of Lee's cock-head moving casually over her lips. He seemed to be content to leave it there for the moment.
Then she felt Kirby's hands on her tap pants. He moved slowly, easing his hand in, caressing her flesh, reaching for her helpless pussy.
"You did say I must tear these off you, didn't you?" Kirby said with a chuckle.
Annabelle wept for her expensive underwear.
"Hold my cock, and work my balls," Lee said, leaning forward, sliding his hands over her whipped tits. The scrape of his hard hands on her red flesh made Annabelle cringe, but she did as she was told, running her hand over the long shaft of Lee's cock and trying to get up the courage to reach for his balls.
But all the time she was thinking about her precious pants. In a moment they would be ripped to shreds, and she would be utterly shamed. Her sobs became louder as Kirby's hands eased the silk underwear down, over her ass.
"I said caress my balls!" Lee snapped and his fingers tightened on her nipples.
Her head spun as the pain rushed from her tits. Lee was pinching her nipples viciously, twisting them, ripping at her sore flesh. She gurgled and moaned, her head spinning, but somehow she reached up, slid her hand inside the wide opening of Lee's pants, and took hold of the two balls in their hairy sac. Again, it wasn't as bad as she'd expected. The balls were heavy in her hand and the masculine odor that reached her nose was nowhere near as repulsive as she thought it would be. In fact, it sent tingles through her.
She felt Kirby's hands pulling at her pants. The waistband dug into the tops of her thighs as she lay there, sucking Lee's cock, almost the whole of the huge cock-head between her lips. Then Kirby started tearing at the legs. Her expensive tap pants ripped, tearing up one leg, almost to the elastic of the waist. Kirby slowly went back down to the other leg and started to rip that. He was taking his time, playing with her horror, driving her crazy.
She sobbed louder as the other leg of her undergarment tore up the leg, exposing the blonde curls of her pussy. As he reached the waistband, Kirby simply ripped the pants off, leaving Annabelle bent double across the oval end of the table, in nothing but her torn slip, the remains of her bra and her stockings.
Her horror grew as she felt Kirby's fingers probing at her pussy. She tried to think about something else, but Lee's cock thrust a little more into her mouth, and there was more of it to suck. Now the whole of the round, swollen cock-head was in and a little of the shaft too. Lee fucked his stiff prick in and out, slowly, enjoying every second of the helpless librarian's humiliation.
"That's nice," he said, "you might learn to suck real good." He caressed her tits more softly now, but his hard, hands still rasped painfully over her flesh.
Kirby's finger stroked into the lips of her pussy, over her clit, working down toward the entrance of her cunt.
"Well, well, well, the little whore's getting wet. How about that?" He pushed his finger into her fuck-hole, making Annabelle jump and give a low moan. Then he slid it up and down, in and out, working her cunt-walls. "So, you like this, huh?"
Annabelle broke into sobs at the suggestion that she might enjoy this terrible rape. Her mouth was almost full of Lee's rampant cock, but he eased it out, just left his cock-head playing over her lips again.
"So you like this?" Kirby said, leaning over her, grinning.
"No!" Annabelle screamed. "I hate it, hate all of you, hate you and I'm going to see that you all go to jail for this!"
She shuddered, her legs straining against the ropes.
"Then why are you wet?" he asked, his finger stroking softly in her cunt. He grinned again and rasped his finger hard over her pussy-walls. Spasms of strange feelings surged out of the contact and Annabelle moaned, heaving her ass upward on the table.
"Never mind," Kirby said, "we can come back to that later. Right now I just gotta fuck you."
Lee slid his cock back into her mouth and the sounds stopped. She ran her fingers over his cock-shaft, wondering if he liked the way she was doing it or not. She had no idea of how men liked to have sex.
A warm, hard cock-head rubbed over her pussy lips and she jumped, those strange feelings bubbling out of the contact of flesh on flesh. She had to keep sucking Lee's cock as he forced it deeper into her mouth, but all she was aware of was the monstrous rape going on as Kirby forced his cock into her helpless pussy.
She gasped as she felt Kirby's enormous, thick cock-head push just an inch or so in, expanding her pussy-walls as if a gigantic plug was being forced into her. The one date she had let fuck her had had a cock far smaller than this and that had hurt, so Annabelle didn't want to think about what Kirby's monstrous prick would do.
Kirby leaned on her harder and his cock slid in, running on the pussy-juices that had betrayed her. Annabelle gave a scream, lurched up on the table, her cunt ringing with pain as the thick pole of flesh invaded her body. Her pussy-walls were stretching farther with each heave Kirby gave. Her flesh felt as if it was tearing as Kirby's incredible fuck-rod slid into her painfully throbbing cunt. A bubbling scream rang out from around Lee's cock as Kirby heaved again and buried almost half of his prick in the innocent librarian's pussy.
"Ooohhhh, God!" Annabelle moaned, her cunt on fire as the enormous cock-pole rammed in.
She held onto Lee's cock, her mouth twisting with the awful pain that surged from her cunt. Another heave and she felt the head of Kirby's enormous fucker run into the entrance to her womb and his balls slap against her sore ass-cheeks. There he stopped, pushing his cock, ramming it, churning it in her depths.
"Yeahhhh!" he yelled. "You like that, whore?"
Lee eased his cock back and Annabelle looked up to see her tormentor standing over her and this time he held the cat in his hand. Grinning, running his cock around in her fuck-channel, he stroked the cat tails over her tummy, up toward her tits.
"Yes, yes!" Annabelle sobbed, her hand still around Lee's cock. "I love it, yes, I do!"
"Liar," Kirby said. Without warning he swung the cat up and whipped her tits. "You hate it, don't you?"
Annabelle screamed, grabbing her tits to protect them. "Oh please! I'll say whatever you want, please, just tell me!"
Kirby laughed, thrusting his cock into her cunt, working it deep in, almost lifting her ass off the table with each heave.
"Then tell me how much you love having a man whip your tits when he comes," he said, grinning, his cock swelling and throbbing harder in Annabelle's fuck-hole. "And how you love to have your pussy whipped when a man's shooting in your mouth. Come on, tell me, that's what I want to bear!"
Annabelle broke into hysterical tears, her soft lips still surrounding Lee's cock as he lazily ran it in and out of her mouth. Lee took her hands and pried them away from her aching tits. He pulled his cock away, grabbed her collar with his free hand and shoved her head up so she could see it all. She stared at Kirby as he ran the cat tails over her flesh, caressing her tits, moving the knotted leather over her tit-mounds.