"Yeeeeeeeahhhhhhh!" Yvonne howled. Her silky buttcheeks drove downward to slap hard against her brother's muscular thighs. The cock in her pussy jerked and spat come again. "C-c-come in my cunt! I'm commmmmmminnnngggg!"
The walls of her pussy tensed about the pulsating length of her brother's cock. Eric moaned and clawed at her white shoulders. He sat up, crushing her full jugs with his chest, driving her pebble-hard nipples deep into the succulent cushions of her tits.
Come mixed with cunt juice slobbered from the distended lips of Yvonne's cunt. Come mixed with saliva oozed from Diana's well-fucked face as Frank's big cock kept spurting the gooey white jism into her mouth. The free-flowing come had filled the victim's nose and mouth and now she was choking and gagging and coughing on Frank's prick and the jism that jetted from it.
Her every gasp and choke made her tormentor's prick shoot come as though an endless supply was stored in his balls. Frank's elbows were to the wall as he stirred his cock round in her face, grunting and crying out in hoarse delight as he fucked his come down Diana's throat. The sounds of Eric and Yvonne fucking themselves into a frenzy of incestuous orgasm reached his ears.
At last every drop of come was pumped from his nut sac into his naked victim's mouth. His big prick gave several final pulses and went still. Diana moaned. Tears leaked from the corners of her tightly-shut eyes.
Frank raised himself. The cock slithered from between Diana's lips. Come dripped from the limp cock onto her mouth.
She spat the cock out and shook her head. Frank laughed. "You suck cock pretty good for a married lady," he laughed.
"You bastard!" Diana sniveled. "You filthy son of a bitch. Oh, dear God, what have you done to me?"
Frank's response was to reach down and yank the blindfold from the captives eyes. Diana blinked, dazzled by the dim light in the motel room. "Go on," Frank said. "Take a look at yourself, baby."
A pink tongue, mottled with come, peeked from a corner of the naked woman's mouth. It made a circle of her lips. Diana moaned as her tongue scooped up acrid remnants of Frank's come.
It took all of Diana's willpower to make herself look down at her gleaming naked body. She didn't know if she could stand the sight of her tits. To see her once-perfect, alabaster titflesh disfigured by the glaring marks of the coals would be too much. Her eyes loved haltingly downward. And saw nothing! Her boobs were still slightly puffy and reddened from being whipped with belts and Frank's thick rope. But not a single burn-mark glowed against the succulent flesh of her tits.
She stared at Frank in mute incomprehension. Slowly he brought up the tongs. Between them was a dripping and shameless lump of ice.
"Wha…?" Diana asked. Yvonne was coming down from her pinnacle of orgasmic ecstasy, and her glorious naked body was turned so she could watch as her comely captive discovered how she'd been taken in.
"Ice," Yvonne said tauntingly. She tightened her pussy muscles on the still-rigid staff of her brother's cock. He groaned and his long prick squirted a few more drops of come into his sister's cunt. "Just ice and a little psychology. That's all. No hot coals, no nothing. You've been had, beautiful."
Yvonne's eyes were huge and glowing like star sapphires. Eric reached up to cup the rich ripe fruit of her tits. She sighed erotically. She was monstrously turned on – still – and her pussy was relishing the feel of every inch of his wonderful magic wand of cock.
Diana goggled at her. "You mean…" she said, and her voice trailed off. She glanced again at her boobs, the dripping ice cube, the limp cock between Frank's thighs, still moist from her saliva.
"Damn you!" she shouted. "God damn you all, you tricked me!"
Yvonne laughed. "Would you rather we used the coals on your tits for real?" she asked throatily. She stretched like a cat. Her tits rode up her ribcage like melons in slings. "It could be arranged."
That shut Diana up. But she continued to glare at the naked, black-haired wanton. Frank's come coated her mouth and tongue with a vile aftertaste.
Yvonne stood. Her brother's lanky cock made lewd slurping sounds as it went loosely out of her cunt, and when only a couple of inches were still in her pussy she clenched her cunt muscles and shot the rest of the prick out of her cunt. "Ahhh," he moaned.
Walking toward a chair near where Mike was tied, Yvonne said, "Frank, why don't you untie the bitch and put a loop over her head. I want to play with her some more." She sat on the chair and looked at her brother, who sat looking dazed with his hands splayed out on the floor.
"Be a darling and run get me my riding crop, Eric, dear, please?"
Eric got slowly to his feet. His prick swung between his legs like a meaty pendulum, spattering them with come and fine droplets of his sister's sweet pussy oil. "Sure thing," he said, and walked out into the afternoon sunlight.
Diana lay still as Frank untied her. She was exhausted. Her arms and legs were numb, and her whipped tits and rump felt a dull throbbing ache.
She was humiliated. She'd, screamed and thrashed and howled as though she were being burned alive – all because of a handful of ice cubes! Not only had she let her captors have theft cheap thrills from torturing her, she'd made a degrading spectacle of herself for them.
The cords loosened at wrists and ankles, then came off Frank fashioned a noose out of the rubber-coated wire, then fitted it loosely over the captive's head. She sat up and began to rub her wrists.
"Bring her to me," Yvonne commanded. She ran her hands over her own gleaming body. Her nipples stood out, so dark as to be almost purple, quivering with excited anticipation.
Frank raised Diana to her feet. She lifted her hands tentatively to the cord around her neck. Frank tugged on the other end, drawing it uncomfortably tight. "Don't do nothin', darlin', 'less you want to get choked a little," he warned.
Led like a dog on a leash, Diana walked listlessly to stand in front of Yvonne. The raven-haired motel manager sat like a queen on a throne, regal and haughty and breathtakingly beautiful. Even Diana felt her pulse run faster as her eyes took in the barbaric spectacle of Yvonne's splendid, naked body.
The woman's skin was white as pure fresh milk, in stunning contrast to the raven locks that hung to her shoulders and past her heavy tits. Her face was almost sculpted in its beauty, and Diana found the same magnetic power in those almost-shaped, azure eyes that her husband had. Yvonne's throat was alabaster. Her tits were two symmetrical globes of soft flesh tipped with big patches and marble-like centers.
Her waist narrowed to a point where the long-limbed woman almost appeared fragile. Then the curves of her body flared out into full hips and flowed smoothly into shapely thighs that framed a small, neat, and impossibly black triangle of cunt-fur. A few droplets of Eric's jism dewed the tangled strands of pussy bush between her sleek thighs.
Even as Diana's eyes lingered almost of their own accord on the wedge-shaped patch of pussy fur, Yvonne brought her legs slowly apart. Diana saw the pink slit of her tormentor's pussy. Gradually, Yvonne's, cunt unfolded, like a time-lapse sequence of a flower opening to a greet the rays of the morning sun.
As the pink petals of Yvonne's pussy gaped, fat clear droplet of cunt sauce welled between them. Diana licked her lips. She could smell the heavy perfume of raw cunt issuing from Yvonne's fertile slit.
Congealing come trickled from Yvonne's pussy. "You like what you see?" she asked, her voice almost breaking with passion. She reached up to take the end of the cord from her handyman.
"I hope you do," she went on. "I have a lovely pussy – as do you, my pretty. A lovely pussy is a wonderful thing, isn't it? Worthy of worship. That's what you're going to do. Get down on your knees and worship my hungry, lovely cunt with your lips and tongue!"
Her voice rang in the enclosed space like a bronze bell. For a moment Diana stood there, not understanding, acutely uncomfortable at the way Yvonne's dark eyes seemed to devour her own nakedness. Then the impact of what her captor had said hit her. Her knees went weak.
"Mmmmmm!" growled Mike. He bucked up and down in the chair, fighting against the cuffs that held his arms and legs. Yvonne smiled lewdly.
"That's right, darling," she said with urgency humming in her voice. "You're going to eat my pussy. I know you'll do it well!"
"No," Diana said. The calmness of her voice surprised her. "I'm not a lesbian. But even if I was, I'd die before I'd touch my mouth to that slimy, diseased cunt of yours!"
To her amazement Yvonne smiled still more lasciviously at the captive's impassioned outburst. "Oh, you'll eat my cunt all right, my dear," she said. "And you'll be glad for the opportunity!"
Before Diana could deny this Eric walked in and handed his sister a riding crop. Her eyes sparkled with delight. Then she struck.
The crop whistled and slashed across the nipples of Diana's bare tits. The pain doubled her up. "Yiiiiiiii!" she shrieked, as she bent forward with her arms hugging her agonized tits.
With an artful snap of the wrist Yvonne brought the quid whistling around to flick at a bare asscheek. Diana straightened up again with a cry of pain and desperation. Between clutching fingers the mark of the crop was a thin red line etched on her magnificent tits.
The crop lashed out left and right, drawing crimson stripes on the tops of Diana's thighs. Her legs jerked apart. With deceptive slowness Yvonne brought the quirt forward and upward with a backhand stroke.
A thin white cut the air, punctuated by a moist smack! as the riding crop landed right along the delicate slash of Diana's cunt.
The braided leather whip bit into her pussy flesh like a wasp's sting. Diana's cunt tunnel filled with pain that was like molten steel. "Ahh!" she cried.
"Oooooooooohhhhhh!"
Mike's chair thumped the floor as he struggled futilely to get free. His wife was tormented. He watched her collapse and curl up into a ball, crying and moaning about the awful pain in her pussy. A quirt mark stood out in scarlet on the pink of her ass.
It was his fault. That was the hell of it. If he'd managed to stay faithful to his wife for even twenty-four hours they wouldn't be in this mess. But no. He'd let his eyes wander, and the next thing he knew he was in a strange motel room with his big cock pistoning between Yvonne's huge, delectable tits. And in the meantime Eric was sneaking in to whip and ass rape Mike's darling bride!
Eric and Frank stood side by side, watching Diana grovel on the floor. Her slim pale legs kicked the air, giving them flashing glimpses of her chestnut-furred pussy. Auburn hair spilled out to all sides of her wildly-shaking head.
With rapid, almost surgically precise strokes of the quirt Yvonne drew a fine network of scarlet lines on Diana's butt. "Ohh! Gaaaaah – STOP!" Diana cried as the blows landed in a stinging rain on her bare, shrinking flesh.
Yvonne stopped. Then she hauled in hard on the leash. Diana was dragged up onto her ass gasping and clawing at the taut noose around her slender throat.
Yvonne let the cord go slightly slack. Diana sucked in great shuddering breaths that made her ample tits jiggle like jelly. "Will you eat my nice hot cunt now, darling?" Yvonne asked seductively. "It's all juicy and ready and waiting for your mouth!"
"No!" Diana choked out.
A sudden sideways heave of the cord sent her sprawling on her back, legs flying up in the air. Yvonne bent forward, her tits swinging grandly and brought a whistling cut down on Diana's cunt bun.
"Aaaarrrraaaaahhhhh!" Diana yelled as she lurched off the carpet.
With her victim flailing in midair, Yvonne had a perfect shot at the tender mouth of her pussy. The quirt sliced air. This time the tip snapped the tiny nerve-node of her victim's clit.
"Aaaaarrrrrgggggh?" Diana's legs flew and she grabbed her cunt. Fiery pain raged in her cunt. Her cunt lips felt as though they'd been touched by a live wire!
Diana fell helplessly to the floor. Yvonne brought her crop down on her tits and ass and, when possible, her agonized pussy with machine-gun speed. In no time Diana's lovely body was a mass of welts – and pain!
At last the black-haired woman tired. She was too horny to continue whipping her shrieking, beautiful captive. Diana had gotten her so turned on her pussy sauces were streaming down her legs. She let her aching arm drop to her side. "Ready to lick my pussy?" she panted.
Tearfully, Diana nodded.
With only a slight pull by Yvonne's cord Diana got up. Her heavy breathing made her tits heave up and down, and every breath sent fresh pain stabbing through her tits. She smoothed back her hair and wiped tears from her eyes.
She looked up. The first thing she saw was Yvonne's greedy snatch. The pussy flesh was as bright and sharp in color as one of the snaky quirt-marks on Diana's throbbing tits. A drop of cunt honey covered the hole of her pussy, catching the light and breaking it into rainbows like a prism.
She licked her lips. Yvonne's wet, come-filled cunt exerted an almost hypnotic fascination on her. Despite her pain and fear, despite the disgust she felt at the very idea of eating another woman's cunt, she felt her mouth begin to water at the sight of that dripping, gaping pussy.
The stiff cold breeze from the air conditioner wafted heady pussy-smell to Diana's nostrils. Yvonne exerted slight pressure on the leash. Diana put both hands on the floor and leaned forward.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Yvonne sighed as her prisoner's lips met the lips of her pussy in a crushing embrace.
The unfamiliar flavor of cunt seemed to burst in Diana's mouth like the explosion of a shell. Diana tried to pull back, stomach turning, against the pressure of the slim hand that cradled the back of her neck and sought to hold her face against her captor's pussy.
The whine in the air warned her, but nothing could prepare Diana for the pain that ravaged her body as Yvonne slashed at the crack of her ass with the riding crop. The leather stung her asshole. She cried out hoarsely, the sound muffled by the damp mat of Yvonne's pussy.
"Eat me!" Yvonne demanded, caressing the auburn head between her thighs. "Eat my pussy! I have to feel your lips, your tongue, sucking and teasing and lapping my pussy! Oh, hurry, eat my cunt!"
Diana had opened her mouth to cry out as Yvonne's riding crop bit into her ass. Now her mouth was full of the woman's pussy lips! They were squirmy and hot and rubbery, covered with hot oils.
The captive's stomach did a flip-flop. She'd never realized the taste of a woman's cunt was so overwhelmingly concentrated. It wasn't the flavor of the forbidden cunt-fruit in her mouth that overpowered her. It was the intensity of the pussy taste and smell.
Yvonne gripped Diana's head and ground her pussy into the captive's beautiful face. "Yes!" she cried. "Ohhhhh, I love it! How I love to feel your mouth on my pussy! Suck on my cunt lips – lick my hot clitty – eat me!"
The lips of Yvonne's greedy cunt slipped past Diana's teeth. Pussy oils scaled her tongue. Her nose was pressed into the thick black thatch that covered the mound of her captor's cunt. The dripping pussy almost cried out for attention.
Slowly, Diana put her tongue out and teased it between the flexible pussy flaps, and into the overflowing well of Yvonne's cunt.
She raised her hands to Yvonne's thighs. The flesh was smooth and silky. As she slid her hands beneath her tormentor's lovely ass, she felt her own pussy tingle and begin to water with excitement. She cupped Yvonne's asscheeks with fervent fingers and buried her face in the woman's slobbering cunt.
Her tongue fucked deep into Yvonne's cunt. A wild scream of ecstasy burst from the black-haired wanton's lips. The prisoner's hands felt good on her ass, the all-consuming mouth fastened like a lamprey over her pussy was almost unbearably thrilling, filling her body with delight.
With something like horror, Mike Burden watched his captive wife become visibly turned on by eating Yvonne's cunt. Diana's big tits, dangling down to her ribcage, seemed to swell, and the nipples hardened with desire. Her slim fingers began to mold and caress the pliable flesh of the woman's ass. Her auburn head bobbed excitedly as she ate eagerly at the gaping cunt.
"Your wife is a very talented woman, Mr. Burden," Eric said. "She obviously gives excellent head. I haven't seen my sister get so excited from having her cunt lapped in a longer time than I can remember."
His mouth still gagged, Mike could not respond with words. But the look he gave the motel manager spoke volumes. Then he turned his anguished attention back toward his cunt-eating wife.
Raven-haired Yvonne certainly was getting excited. Her head was thrown back so that her midnight-tresses streamed down her bare back. Her back was arched and her large tits jutted toward the ceiling. Her whole body was in motion at the raw erotic joy of having Diana devour her cunt.
The young bride was amazed. She was actually enjoying the feel and taste of another woman's pussy! Yvonne's assflesh was a delight to touch, and she could feel the excitement building in Yvonne's naked body. It seemed to flow into her mouth through the black-furred cunt.
Her tongue made a circle within the woman's cunt. "Unnnnn!" Yvonne moaned. Her buttcheeks tightened in Diana's eager grasp. "T-tongue my cunt good!"
Diana lifted her head from her captor's pussy. The cord had slipped from Yvonne's hand and hung from Diana's neck to the floor. Neither naked young beauty paid any attention to it. Escape was the last thing on Diana's mind, and they both knew it.
Holding her tongue out stiff like a ragingly hard cock, Diana began to scout the pink, wide-open mouth of Yvonne's pussy. With just the tongue-tip between the frilly fringes of Yvonne's cunt, it felt to the azure-eyed woman like a feather was tickling her delicate pussy lips. Aromatic oils leaked from the slack-lipped twat in a steady flow to stain the chair.
"Uh-uh – I can hardly stand it," Yvonne gritted. Her teeth were clenched as though from unbearable agony. Diana's tongue teasing the insides of her cunt lips was filling her pussy with a pleasure so intense she could barely stand it. "Oh, Diana, honey – you do that so well! Push your face right up my cunt, sweetheart. I'm about to come!"
Pulse hammering lustfully in her ears, Diana got a good grip on her twin handfuls of succulent ass and leaned into the open cunt with a splash of pussy sauce. "Yeeeeeah!" howled Yvonne as Diana frantically gobbled at her pussy.
Instinct took over. As long-nailed fingers caressed her temples, Diana sought and found the swollen button of Yvonne's clit, sticking out of its protective hood of pink flesh at the upper end of her pussy slit. She licked the ultrasensitive clit while cunt honey trickled down her chin.
It was as though a live wire had been touched to the pearly nerve-node of Yvonne's clit. Surges of sheer erotic electricity stabbed into her pussy. Her cunt gushed with sweet pussy sauces as a violent orgasm wracked her magnificent nude body.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Yvonne wailed. Her feet kicked in the air. Her thighs were wide apart, opening her cunt like a pink, bearded clam to Diana's lusting lips. Her nipples quivered and her tits bounced as climax after furious climax shook her body. Passion pulled a red curtain over her eyes.
Her powerful stomach muscles drove her, pussy against Diana's face in a series of short, hard jerks.
Her cunt lips kissed the naked captive's chin. Diana licked and sucked her clit until the juices ran from that climaxing cunt as though from a squeezed orange.
Diana could feel the wild energy of Yvonne's orgasm. She was near to coming herself. "Ohhhhh," she moaned, and began to lick the length of Yvonne's cunt, running her tongue along the liquid-filled slit. Yvonne shrieked as the cunt-eating made her come yet again.
Then, her hands were on Diana's shoulders, pushing the auburn-haired captive onto her back on the floor. Yvonne sat, facing Diana's feet. Her cunt was above Diana's face. The prisoner watched with lustful anticipation as Yvonne's flawless asscheeks lowered toward her face and the black-furred cunt bloomed like an exotic pink flower. Yvonne's pussy pressed down on her face, cunt flaps parting to enfold her hungry mouth. Then Diana felt the subtle, thrilling touch of her captor's mouth on her own cunt. Sighing with delight as Yvonne kissed her needy cunt, she opened her mouth and began to eat the luscious pussy.