The moment Shawn regained consciousness she knew something was different. The naked girl had only been out for a minute but now she was chained on her back, spread-eagled out on the mattress with her tits and pussy exposed.
Vera sat at the head of the bed, gently lifting her head. Her other hand held a drink which she placed to Shawn's lips. She gulped a few swallows and felt a sharp tingle in her stomach. It was a double martini, followed by a few puffs on a cigarette the sadistic woman held for her.
"Feel better now?" Vera asked.
"A little. I feel like I'm being tortured by the Gestapo," Shawn whispered. She gulped more of the martini, feeling her tense flesh relax slightly. Only one thing could release the boiling knot of tension in her loins and if she didn't get it soon she'd be ready for a straightjacket. She didn't know why Vera was so weird, so cruel and tender at the same time. Nor could the sultry, hot-lipped swinger herself understand that since she'd gone through the same ordeal countless times as an impressionable teenager, the only way she could eventually get rid of her torment was to pass it on to someone else.
And Vera did, at every conceivable opportunity. "Please fuck me now," Shawn begged, her green eyes gleaming on Vera. "I'll do anything you want later on, but please fuck me now!"
There was that shrill note in her voice that thrilled Vera so deeply, that made her feel like an angel of terrifying retribution, Lane sat on the other side of the bed with a thick stack of Polaroid snapshots in his hand. He and his wife leaned over comfortably, making a cozy picture as they worked the helpless girl up even further by showing her their collection, adding comments.
"Ah, he was a wildcat," Vera mused as they stared at a slender, mad-eyed girl of eighteen or so who rode Lane's crimson cock like a saddle of fury. "She flipped out later. I heard they busted her for walking into a high-school class stark naked and trying to fuck everyone in it including the teacher. Then she tried to rape the cops who busted her."
The next shot showed Vera and a strikingly beautiful, big-busted redhead frantically locked in sixty-nine.
"She was a model," Vera recalled. "I thought I liked to eat pussy but she made me look like a girl scout."
The next snap showed Vera on top of the model, plunging the giant dildo into her cunt. The model's heels dug into Vera's ass and her back was arched so sharply off the bed she might have been levitating. But it was the look on her face, the expression of wanton joy and fury that made Shawn gasp. It was raw lust, fierce and beautiful and shocking, the very depths of insanely unleashed passion forever frozen – transfixed in time by the camera's lens.
"Do that to me!" Shawn whimpered, feeling her pussy throb with urgency. It was only then she realized they were showing her the pictures to torment her viciously. She suddenly strained at her chains with incredible strength, moaning deliriously, her face contorted with rage.
"I think you'd better fuck her now," Vera said to Lane. "She looks as if she might flip any second."
Lane's prick had gotten enormous from the pictures and he nodded in agreement. He put the snapshots aside while Shawn watched his long cock with blazing eyes, her hips undulating wildly on the bed. Vera picked up the camera as Lane climbed on top of Shawn. Instantly she dug her swollen hot tits into his chest and threw her soaked cunt upward, searching frantically for the huge head of his dick.
"Just take it easy, honey," he told her, gripping his burning meat in his hand. Jesus, was she primed! All silk and moist with agitation, tits boiling, crotch steaming, naked flesh on fire with eagerness. When Vera turned on a girl she pulled out all the stops.
Lane, too, was an expert at calculating when a woman would start to climax, feeling her cunt suck and throb with growing urgency, listening to her moans and cries while he waited for the perfect diabolical moment.
He slipped in only his knob and Shawn let out a low scream, thrashing up sharply with her hips. But Lane jerked up too, teasing her fiery cuntlips with his dickhead. He knew one thing for certain – he sure as hell wasn't going to last long with this juicy slit. It throbbed with electrifying need, sucking fiercely, slippery and tight and succulent.
Then he plunged his prick in almost to the hilt and Shawn hissed and hugged it savagely with her tortured cunt, tears of frenzied joy gushing from her eyes. It quivered and pounded in her dripping pussy with thrilling power.
"Oh yessss! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, more, faster, ooooh! Deeper, harder, need your – aaaah! – big hot prick! Whoo!"
No more than two minutes, Lane calculated. He gritted his teeth, trying to keep his pumping stroke to a slow but violent rhythm which wouldn't get her off only excite her more. But Jesus, what cunt!
"Hot and good," he gasped, driving his boiling meat with lustful force. "Hey shit, Shawn, that's, that's fantastic cunt! WOW, fabulous! MMMMmmmoh, shit luscious!"
And it was, too. She was tight and searing and sucking on his huge rod with delicious spasms, wild groans accompanying each upward thrust of her hips. She sank her teeth into his shoulder and bit like a crazed animal, the explosive ball in her loins firing up rapidly. Oh Lord, she was getting fucked at last! The blissful release she needed so much that her sanity hung on by only a thread, was gathering tremendous power inside her frenzied cunt and she could feel her lust sweep over her naked perspiring flesh like a sheet of wildfire.
"Ohh God fuck me! Oh! Big prick love you! UNNNG! Think I'm… AAARGH! UNF! Jeeezus! Gonna come, oh Lorddddd!"
Just a few more strokes now, Lane thought, gasping as her juicy slit shuddered and wriggled and throbbed on his hard meat. Shit, he was going to come himself! Pull out, now, NOW!
He slipped his rod out just in time. For a minute he leaned on his elbows above her, catching his breath. Shawn shook her head insanely, mewing sounds coming from her lips. And then…
"N-n-no! Goddamn you no not again no no! Fuck me, you bastard, fuck me, don't, oh God – don't tease me any more! Losing my mind! Aaaaaaaagh!"
Lane glanced aver at his wife as another flashbulb popped. There was that maniacal look of excitement on her face as Shawn screamed and thrashed helplessly at her chains, as the massive prick she craved so desperately hovered inches from her agonized pussy.
Okay, he was ready now.
He gripped his throbbing dick and lowered it, the knob groping for her tiny asshole. When he found it he slammed forward with all his strength.
"Eeeee!" Shawn cried, her face stunned with disbelief. She struggled for breath, realizing her tender asshole had just been brutally pierced to the hilt. Giant waves of pain pulsated in her bowels, pushed the breath from her lungs, left her anguished mind and body teetering dangerously.
Now Lane began stroking viciously, plunging his long thick rod deep into her churning soft bowels, groaning with obscene plesure. Damn, it was nearly a good as her wild cunt!
"Hot ass!" he grunted, feeling his jism tingle sharply in his loins. "Hey wild ass, Shawn! What an asshole, mmmm! Hang on, honey, aaaaaah! Oh shit, Vera, she's got a fabulous asshole! Ooooof!"
And Shawn did work it. Not out of pleasure but naked desperation, because if she didn't do something her mind would explode. Each time he rammed his immense hard-on forward into her ravaged ass she jerked up violently to meet him, torturing her own tender tunnel with perverse joy. The knob seemed to blaze in the very pit of her belly, ripping through her fiery ass with brutal force.
"You're killing me bastard!" she screamed, tugging madly at her chains. "Ripping me up! Yesssss! Fuck my ass harder, damn you! Fuck my ass deeper! Oooooo yes! Go on tear it up aaaaaaagh! Gonna cc-come! Gonna come! Unnnnnngh! Love prick up my ass! Love painnnnn!"
And she began coming, a strange molten eruption that began deep in her asshole and spread to her knotted loins, a pain-climax so intense she craved the whip across her belly at the same time. She was coming out of pure excitement and desperation, but it was the agony in her impaled ass that triggered it, the searing massive pressure of his savagely pumping meat.
"Here… aaah! Here it comes!" Lane gasped when she gripped his rod ferociously in her slippery anus and writhed her bowels on him with delirious lust. He could feel her asshole sucking the cream from his prick in giant spasms of excitement, and he spurted a flood of boiling jism to make the helplessly bound girl give off a high, piercing scream of pain-ecstasy.
The wet fire of his load stung her bowels with shattering impact. She shuddered her hips convulsively and sucked her anus on his deflating meat in wild lewd jerks, making Lane wince with pain. Quickly he slipped his soft rod out before she could grind it up with her crazed asshole.
"MORE!" Shawn demanded, still swinging her soft hips and crying as his jism trickled in her ass. "Fuck me more, damn you! Both of you fucking – rape me!"
She raved on while Vera quickly strapped on the dildo-harness. This was the highlight of the night, the main feast after all the other appetizers. God, she loved to fuck sexy girls! And yet there wasn't a shred of masculinity in her tawny flesh, she simply loved to tease and torture them and then get them off like they'd never had it before in their lives – fuck them with diabolical lust and fury, hearing their cries, watching their stunned expressions, feeling their soft burning flesh wriggle and thrash beneath hers.
"It's all right," Vera panted, mounting the trembling, sobbing girl. Their hot tits met and rubbed and Vera tried to kiss her but Shawn kept weaving her head from side to side, unable to vent her profound excitement and frustration.
The swinger reached down and switched on the dildo. It leaped with a humming quiver. She pressed the colossal curved knob against Shawn's pussylips. Immediately Shawn froze. Her eyes blazed on Vera's, glowing pools of maniacal lust.
"Yes," she whispered. "You're going to… yes! You're going to fuck me now? Ooooo do it! Oh God shove it in, Vera, aaaaaah! Yessssss!"
Moving her hips to a slow lascivious tempo, Vera began to fuck the incoherent honey-haired dealer, watching her face closely. Every subtle feeling could be read there, every delicious thrill and nerve-racing sensation as the humming spikes rubbed and tingled deep into Shawn's juicy cunt. The girl's glazed eyes were filled with love now, boring into Vera's while her pink tongue darted lustfully around her lips.
"Ah, Vera! OW honey! Oh Vera, you fuck so… unnnnn! So beautifully! Oh darling, darling G-G-G-God! Coming for real! For real!"
The swinger reached beneath for the voltage button and held it for ten seconds. An electrified wave of breathtaking, nerve-shattering thrills immediately pulsed through Shawn's silken pussy. A series of deep orgasms began exploding in her gorged cunt, like nothing she'd ever felt before, racing over every quivering nerve in her body.
Inch by inch, Vera worked the humming prick deeper inside Shawn's slit, knowing the incredible sensations she felt, knowing the girl would never recover from this intricately planned night. Again and again Vera pressed the voltage-button to trigger fierce new climaxes in Shawn's maddened, sucking cunt to complete the cycle of lust.
"Oh Vera! Oh God in heaven!" Shawn cried, her drenched naked body now heaving with spasms of uncontrollable excitement. "Oh darling I can't… can't… Ooooooo! I can't stop! Mmmmm! Comminggg!"
And that was precisely planned too. First she couldn't get the climax she so violently needed to keep her sanity. Now she couldn't stop from climaxing. In the course of three hours, the honey-haired innocent from a small town out west had been the calculated victim of a plot to probe every single emotion in her mind, every conceivable passion in her soft hot flesh.
Vera sensed, but couldn't put into words, that she was inflicting the experience of a lifetime on her victims, that she was creating a whole, new range of emotional response, a sort of profound sex-therapy. Her charm and lips and tongue and fingers, and the chains and the whip and the dildo were her probes – sharp needles of lust and excitement that searched and exploded nerve centers into thrilling – or horrifying – new reactions.
"No more!" Shawn was begging now, her silken nakedness drenched with sweat, her tormented pussy almost numb from devastating excitement, from too many savage thrills too quickly inflicted.
For a reply, Vera held the jolt-button down for a full thirty seconds. The girl's body responded with shivers while Vera lavished tiny frenzied bites on her ripe lips. And still she fucked Shawn, a relentless brutal nerve-shattering fuck, getting constantly hotter herself, sucking on the girl's delicious tits for a while, probing her juicy asshole with a long searching finger, always plunging the humming giant prick in deeply and lewdly. She twisted it up and down and from side to side and back and forth, driving the helpless dealer to the brink of madness. Shawn could no longer scream or even beg; she simply panted with exhaustion while her ravaged cunt responded with a crazed will of its own.
When Shawn's body suddenly went limb Vera realized she'd had enough. She'd fainted. Slipping out the dildo – there were flecks of blood on it, she saw with satisfaction – she climbed off the bed and unstrapped it. She looked at Lane's limp rod with a sigh. He sat in a corner in an overstuffed chair, silently sipping a drink and smoking a cigarette. He's getting old, Vera thought, even at forty-five. One half-decent blowjob and Shawn's wild asshole had just about put him out of commission, for a while anyway. But what the hell, she realized, he put in a hard day at the casino while she slept late. She was ready for action when he came home.
Shawn stirred, moaning softly. Vera went around to the four corners of the bed, unchaining her, then crawled onto the bed with her, hugging her and rubbing their wet pussies together.
"That wasn't so bad now, was it, honey?" she murmured. "You're okay now, aren't you?"
Barely moving her head, Shawn nodded, trembling as Vera's fingers stroked her plump hips and soft ass. She felt as if she'd just escaped from a lunatic asylum. But she couldn't deny the intense glow of happiness in her loins, spreading outward in great waves. The savage experience had triggered something deep within her, a spark of profound lust that had waited a lifetime.
"Feel good enough to satisfy me for a while, baby?" Vera whispered, snaking her tongue in Shawn's ear. "Want to fuck Vera with the giant cock? Get her off?"
Shawn was about to protest that she was too exhausted when something flashed in her mind and she felt a tremendous surge of energy.
"Yes," she murmured. "Yes, I'd like that, honey. I'd love that!"
Eagerly, Vera strapped the harness on for her and showed her the buttons, cautioning her not to keep the voltage button down for more than thirty seconds.
Shawn smiled sweetly. "I'll remember," she said.
Vera lay back on the bed wish her thighs spread wide and her knees drawn up. She panted furiously as the honey-haired beauty climbed on top of her. For a minute Shawn reveled in her freedom, in her new sense of power now that she was on top. She kissed the dark-haired woman passionately on the lips and then sucked her tits for a minute, growing feverishly aroused again at the new experience.
God, she'd been turned on to pussy!
Clutching the humming dildo in her greedy hands, Vera guided it into her eagerly sucking cunt, her moans becoming louder as Shawn began to fuck her with lewd forceful strokes. Locking her legs tightly behind Shawn's back, Vera hugged her fiercely and kissed and bit her lips as her cunt began erupting in hot orgasms, growing wilder every minute.
"Fuck me all night!" she wailed, clawing Shawn's smooth back. "Ah, baby, I love the way you fuck! Ooooo yes!"
Now, thought Shawn with maddened fury, NOW!
Quickly, she jerked out the dildo and Vera cried out in protest. "No, honey! Listen, I'm just coming, dammit, what are you… no! Jeeesus nooooo… argh!"
As fast as she could Shawn found Vera's tiny hole with a darting finger and placed the head of the humming spiked prick against it. Then her lips drew back from her teeth and her eyes blazed insanely.
She slammed it into the narrow tender slit with all the rage she could muster, loving the look of horror and total shock on Vera's stunned face, the mask of pure agony.
"Good God! Oh! No! Shawn, pleeeeez! You'll kill me! Lane, stop her, stop… EEE!"
But Lane, who'd come over to the bed and stood watching intently, simply smiled. Shit, a little pain and discipline wouldn't hurt his sex-crazed wife at all, really. And it was funny, ironic as hell the way a victim had turned the tables on Vera. In fact, he was getting excited as hell watching the luscious dealer ram it into Vera's tortured asshole, so amused his prick was looming bright-red again.
Shawn stroked brutally deep and pressed down the voltage button for a count of sixty, panting with exhilaration. She loved the expression of terror and unbearable anguish on Vera's sensuous, distorted face. She wallowed in the delicious feeling of vengeance. The swinger fainted. Still, Shawn held down the button, the acid memory of her own torture vivid in her mind. Normally a sensitive, considerate girl, she had, as Vera would put it, flipped. But not in the usual expected way. She didn't cower and run with her tail between her legs like the others. Instead, she gave back double, ecstatic with her twisted victory, raping Vera's helpless asshole with total abandon.
She suddenly felt Lane behind her, his hot swollen prick slipping into her pussy. She began sobbing with depraved bliss as he fucked her rapidly, while she continued her rape with added passion.
She came as Lane's jism spattered hotly in her throbbing slit, biting Vera's soft shoulder and holding the button down for another thirty seconds Vera came to and screamed hoarsely, raking her nails over Shawn's back, drawing streaks of blood, but nothing could stop the driven girl now. There was a mass of jarring, shocking fire in Vera's asshole, a blazing explosion of lewd fury that tore at her screaming nerves with insane violence.
And then Vera knew what to do. She surrendered to it completely, forced herself to love the white-hot jolts, to crave the shirking pain. Resisting it only doubled the anguish, giving in to it was the answer.
And she came with it then, she shuddered with a tremendous release, a climax of pure pain, as intense and nerve-racking as any ecstasy, making her scream with depraved joy. With that, Shawn let her go.
Vera awoke to something hot and wet licking at her legs, licking upwards with low moans and lewd eagerness, finally plunging like a whip of fire into her pussy.
Quickly, she locked her thighs around Shawn's head and fucked her mouth for thirty solid minutes while Lane slept peacefully beside her. Afterwards, Shawn returned to her place in the middle of the bed, one hand gently cupping Vera's throbbing warm cunt, the other stroking Lane's long soft rod, waiting for it to stiffen.
And Vera knew then, without having to ask that the honey-haired, luscious dealer was there to stay. She'd not only survived the ordeal of lust, she'd graduated with honors.