"Bring in the other demanding purification," James said. Brandy couldn't even twist around to see who he was talking about. All she could do was stay prone on the stone altar and listen to the hammering pulse in her head. The girl's heart refused to die down to a normal pace. The idea of being ass-fucked like she had been was repulsive – and she still got off on it.
Her head wasn't in good working order, she decided something had gone wrong. James and the others were degrading her and she was loving it. She should be struggling against their deprecations, fighting them with every ounce of her once proud spirit. Whatever it was that robbed her of her will to fight also added fuel to her enjoyment.
She liked being dominated. She liked the helpless feeling of being chained to this altar. There were no decisions to make; they were being made for her. She didn't have to feel guilty about getting ass fucked. How could she have changed the outcome? Chained and at the mercy of these men, no one could expect her to escape.
She could enjoy the illicit sex with her brother and have her ass raped and still be guiltless. It was all being done to her. She shivered a little from the coldness seeping into her naked body and wondered what was next. The chains cut cruelly into her flesh but that was minor. Her cunt and asshole burned with an inner fire that would keep her warm for a nice long time.
"You have required penance for same time," James was saying to someone. "This is your penance. Lick!"
Brandy heard the soft rustle of the coarse wool robes and then felt someone kneeling down behind her whipped and fucked ass. The feather light touch was electric. She cringed and tried to get away from it. She didn't recognize what was happening for a moment. But when she did, she tensed up all over.
"You… you're licking my asshole!" she cried out. "Wh-who is it? Who's doing that?"
James came around and stood in her field of vision. He seemed larger than life now. Anus crossed aver his chest, he looked down at her and said in a booming voice, "Another who requires further purification is doing it. She is sucking the evil from your body."
"It feels sort of sexy," said Brandy, wondering I what she should really have said. Her brother's face clouded over in a mounting rage.
"That is an indication that you are still filled with evil. Suck on her cunt and remove the evil that way. Suck, damn you, suck! Whip her while she sucks to make sure of a proper job!"
Brandy flinched when she heard the whip sing through the air, even though it didn't strike her. She realized that whoever it was kneeling behind her and licking her asshole was the one on the receiving end of the whipping. In a perverted way, Brandy thrilled to this. At least she wasn't the one receiving the welts and agony.
Quite the contrary. She was getting nothing but stark carnal pleasure from the tongue working around on her asshole. She sighed and tried to relax more and enjoy this odd form of oral sex. She had never had anyone tongue-fucking her asshole before. The agile tongue slipped past the chary guardian of her asshole and worked into her shit chute.
Brandy quaked all over. She felt the desires mounting faster than she could ever hope to control them. Then the girl realized there was no real need of controlling them. Go with the flow, let it all hang out, whatever she wanted to call it. She came.
Her entire body tensed and she screamed. And the tongue-fucking continued. To her joy, did it ever continue!
The tongue slid deeper into her asshole. She could feel it wiggling like a worm against the walls of her newly fucked ass. The hot breath panting against her asscheeks told her that whoever it was licking and tonguing her asshole was receiving a considerable amount of pleasure from it, too.
But the evil whine of the whip slashing through the air and the meaty thunks as it impacted against bare flesh told the chained girl that the person eating out her asshole was receiving a portion of agony, too. That bothered her. She was getting all the enjoyment and none of the pain.
"Stop whipping him!" she called out. "Stop it this instant!"
"Whipping him?" asked James. "Whom do you mean?"
"Whoever it is that's eating out my asshole!"
"You mean she and not he. She is eating out your filthy cavity. But do you really wish the flagellation to stop?"
"Yes, yes!" Brandy felt her nerves all firing at the same time. And they were all singing out in wild, berserk lust. She didn't care what happened as long as she continued to receive such pleasure.
"Very well, stop whipping Sister Roxanne. Whip Sister Brandy instead."
"What?"
The girl had no more time to protest. The whip whistled through the air and landed with a smarting sting across her shoulders. Chained down to the rough stone altar as she was, she couldn't hope to evade that tongue of leather. The person using the whip was most expert. No skin was lifted from her body. Nothing but pain was given her. She wondered if she would even have a mark to show for this whipping.
The pain mounted faster than the pleasure in her body after they switched the focus of their brutal attention. The tongue working so avidly in her asshole speeded up. But so did the whip lashing against her unprotected flesh. She loved the way that tongue worked deeper and deeper into her asshole. The rough wet tongue drove in and wiggled fiercely inside her asshole until she was moaning out loud.
And the whip would descend on her back or shoulders and add pain to her pleasure.
Over and over this happened until the girl was unable to tell which was which. Was it pleasure she got from the tongue fucking her ass or was it pleasure from the whip? Was it pain from the whip licking fiercely against her skin or was it from the tongue slithering in and out of her asshole? She was too confused to tell any more.
She simply drowned in a morass of conflicting emotions. Pleasure and pain merged and became one. She loved the pain and hated the pleasure. She sought the pleasure and tried to avoid the pain. It was all mixed up in her head until she wanted to cry.
Then James added a new dimension to the humiliation they were heaping on her blonde head. He moved closer and held his rigid cock in his hand. He shoved it toward her lips and ordered her, "Suck!"
"No, p-please, James, don't do this to me. Make them stop whipping me. I never did anything that bad. I don't deserve this."
"You must be cleansed of all your evilness. Nothing less will do. Now suck on my sacred staff!"
She felt his trembling cock pressing against her lips. At first she pursed her lips tightly shut so that he couldn't shove his cock into her mouth. But the agony from the whipping caused her to gasp for air. When she opened her lips a little, he thrust his virile cock in.
"Now suck!" he repeated. "Suck for all you're worth, slut, and maybe the goodness of my body will replenish that lost in yours!"
Brandy gulped and took in even more of her brother's cock. Her tongue raced around the rim of his purple-knobbed cock and stimulated it in spite of her efforts not to. She felt his cock begin to jerk and bounce faster in the hot confines of her lips. She didn't want to give him a blowjob and yet she couldn't help it.
She had to breathe. And she had to suck air in around that thick plug of hard hot manmeat. Chained down as she was, she couldn't reach out and grab him by the balls and tug him away. All she could do was suck – or perhaps bite his cock.
Just as the thought entered her feverish mind, James said, "And don't bite down. If you do the whip will work overtime."
She felt the sharp bit of the leather strap along her spine. She cringed. The pain mounted again. But she knew that she could take it as long as the whipping didn't become more intense, as long as the person wielding that wicked weapon of punishment didn't get too enthusiastic.
If she tried biting her brother's cock off, she realized that she would die chained naked to the altar. So all she could do was suck. And suck she did. The blonde teenager gave head like she had never done it before. She used every trick she had ever learned or heard about.
Her idea was to get her brother off fast. That would end this horrible punishment being given her. She wouldn't have to face the humiliation of sucking her very own brother's cock any more and the whipping would have to cease. It would have to!
The girl moaned softly as the tongue worming around in her asshole slid out and licked across her cuntlips. For a moment she wanted to cry out and tell the other girl not to stop. Then she felt the full impact of what the other was doing. The tongue shot all the way up into her cunt.
She sighed as that rough wet tongue began fucking her tiny cunt. This was more like it. And the whip didn't hit her nearly as often as it had been. She could almost relax.
Almost.
The insistent thrusting of her brother's cock into her mouth kept her from getting too complacent. Excitement filled her cunt as the other woman licked and sucked at her cuntlips. But the whip robbed her of any real satisfaction. The cock in her mouth was the single thing that could tip the scales in favor of total pleasure or total revulsion.
The girl began to suck as if she meant it. She had always enjoyed a man's cock in her mouth. The musky tangy taste of a hot cock turned her on more than a lot of things in the world. And there was no denying that her brother's cock was huge. She had to stretch her mouth out of shape in order to accommodate all of the enormous cock.
Cradling his surging cock with her tongue, she felt the rubbery tip bounce off the roof of her mouth and then plunge down past her tonsils. She made a gagging sound but he kept right on. The girl didn't know what to do. Her air was cut off. She could take a man's cock all the way down her throat – that was fun – but this time she had no control over when to get it back out.
Swallowing hard bounced her Adam's apple up and down over the most sensitive portion of the hard cock. She felt that thick tube of manmeat begin to pulse and throb with real power now. And she was suffocating.
The choking noises finally convinced her brother that she would die without air. He pulled back just enough to allow her to breathe again.
"I like the feel of your hot breath gusting past my balls," he said softly, almost as if he didn't want the others to overhear. "Keep doing that. And suck on my cock harder! I demand it!"
She did as she was told, craning her neck a little, she could see the effects of her breathing on her brother's crotch. The crinkly pubic fur fluttered. His cock jerked harder every time she breathed hotly on it. And his balls slowly tightened up into a hard little sphere dangling down under his big hard cock.
"I like it. I approve. Continue!"
She could hardly believe that was a man talking. It sounded more like a machine. But what machine ever got its rocks off like this? She formed a perfect O around the hard cock and sucked hard. Using her tongue, she teased and tormented that cylinder of cock until her brother danced from foot to foot. She knew she had him then. He was under her control.
She might not be able to ask and get him to deliver, but she could still use her tongue and make him jump. To prove it to herself and to him, she tried to force her tongue down the piss-slit. It was impossible and they both knew it. Jusy trying was enough to get a tiny drop of pre-come to bead.
An agile swipe of her tongue took the droplet away. She savored the bitterness for a moment and then continued with her tongue-lashing. She rolled her rough, eager tongue around the purple bell capping his cock. She felt the arrowhead-shaped glans begin to expand. It wasn't long before his hips began jerking in and out of her mouth, trying to stuff his cock all the way past her tonsils one last time.
She avoided his fucking this time. By turning her head from side to side, the girl was able to keep up the suction without having him ram all the way down her throat and choke her. She teased the tiny flap of skin dangling under the cleft head of his cock. This was the most sensitive portion of any man's cock. Her teeth nipped at that triangular flap. Her tongue lavished great care on it. And her lips softly caressed it.
The teenager did everything she could to get her brother to come fast. She was actually beginning to get hot by sucking his cock.
The tongue working in her cunt made her feel as if she were a string pulled taut and ready to pop. The tensions in her tender young body were almost more than she could cope with. But at least the whip had stopped. No longer did that leather strap whip her creamy skin to a sea of bright red welts. For that, at least, she was grateful.
The young girl's passions were slowly mounting. The idea that she was getting eaten out while she was sucking cock turned her on in a strange perverted way. The idea that it was her very own brother's cock dancing around erotically in her mouth might have had a lot to do with that.
And there was no way she could deny the fact that being chained down added an element of sexiness to this multiple tongue-fucking. In ways the teenager didn't understand, it was more stimulating to be chained down while all this fucking was going on. To be helpless and have her cunt eaten out was a treat. And to be chained and forced to suck her brother off was even more of a turn on for the blonde girl.
"Suck, suck, suck!" the man chanted. His hips made spastic jerking movements now, no longer trying for smoothly coordinated thrusts. She didn't care. All that mattered was getting enough of that cock in her mouth so she could taste it.
And then the cock was gone from her mouth. In surprise, she opened her eyes and saw her brother standing a few feet away. His cock was too distant to ever go into her mouth.
Then the whip landed squarely across her shoulders with gut-wrenching force.
She came. In spite of the pain – or because of it – she came. As her brother continued to whip her, she felt more sexual satisfaction than she ever felt before.