The next two days were torture for Sammy. She was left tied to the bed, alone for most of the time. She was allowed occasionally to go to the bathroom, and several times Amanda would come in with one or both of the men and fuck them in front of her. Amanda's submission to the two, brutes drove Sammy crazy, particularly as Amanda seemed to be getting off on it so much.
Saturday passed into Sunday, and Sammy wondered if she would ever get out of the dreadful place. Suddenly, without warning, Amanda came back in, but with a tall woman whose dark hair ran halfway down her back.
Sammy shot up on the bed, shaking with fear. The dark-haired woman was dressed in thigh length black boots and a black corset that pinched her waist into an hourglass figure. She carried a whip with a singe long tail, and wore a small black cap pulled down over her eyes. She stood in the center of the room, twisting one of her spiked heels into the carpet, and looked at Sammy.
"This the little shit?"
"Yes, Miss," said Amanda. She wore purple stockings with high heels, a tiny pair of matching panties and a purple waist-cincher that pushed her tits up and only covered the lower half of them.
"Untie her!" snapped the woman. "My name's June. Either you obey me or you'll be in trouble."
Sammy stood up and glared at June. She rubbed her wrists, getting the circulation back. In her vanity mirror, she saw that most of her crimson bruises had faded to a dim red glow. Her ass and tits stuck out as if they were ready for more fucking.
"Into the bathroom!" snapped June.
For a moment Sammy was going to refuse, but she had to take a piss, and it would be stupid to make things even worse for herself. She followed Amanda to the bathroom, June pacing behind them, her heels thumping on the floor.
"Into the shower!" June snapped after Sammy had relieved herself.
Again, a shower was something Sammy desperately wanted, so she got in and washed herself from head to toe. She got out and dried her hair and body.
"Back to the bedroom!"
Sammy walked back. As they passed across the end of the passage, she heard people entering, but she couldn't make out how many, or if they were men or women.
"Put those on," June said.
Sammy looked at her for a few moments. It was now clear that she was going to be the main attraction at some new vile and depraved party the men were having. They were going to whip her, rape her and try and get her to beg for her humiliation.
Slowly she slid the stockings on. She would show them. All she had to do was refuse do to what they wanted. Make them rape her – Jack would hate that.
After the stockings there was only the suspender belt, panties and a tiny bra that showed half her tits. She slid the shoes on and looked at June with great contempt.
"Try me, bitch!" she snarled. "Try to make me do what you want!"
"Oh, don't talk like that, Sammy!" Amanda cried. "Do what they say, it'll be…"
"Shut up, whore!" snarled Sammy. "You give in."
June smiled and flicked the whip through the air, only just missing Sammy's tits. "You'll learn. Now get downstairs!"
Sammy found that her breathing was becoming unsteady as she went down the steps to the dungeon. Once inside, she gasped. There were three more men and two women there. They were partly in shadow, so she couldn't see too much of their faces. In the center of the room stood Jack and Ken, waiting in their robes.
"Ah hah!" said Ken. "Here we have the main attraction."
There was a round of applause for Sammy, and her heart beat unsteadily.
"Okay folks," Ken said with a grin. "Here we have the classic case of the good sister and the bad sister. We will demonstrate the good sister first and then make the bad sister into a good one. Won't we, honey?"
"Fuck off!" Sammy replied. "You can't make me do a thing, shit face, not a thing!"
"Ohhh, what spirit! I like that in a girl," Ken said with another great big grin. "Tie her up."
Sammy didn't even protest as they lashed her wrists together and pulled her up so that she hung from the beam on the ropes. Her arms strained, but she could take it. In fact, the feel of the rope excited her in a strange way, sent flutters of desire into her pussy.
"Now," said Ken, "come here, Amanda." Amanda walked up to him and posed, running her hands over her panties in the most obscene show of lust Sammy had ever seen. No wonder the little whore had given in, she had no control at all.
"You were a very bad girl, weren't you?" Ken waked round her, staring at her body.
"Ohhhh, yes, sir, yes I was!" Amanda gasped.
"Tell our guest what you and your sister did."
"Ohhhh, we kidnapped men and whipped them and made them lick our pussies and asses and awful things like that," Amanda gasped, pinching her nipples as she stared out over the small group of people watching her intently.
"And now you want to say you're sorry."
"Oh yes, sir, yes!" moaned Amanda. "I was so bad, sir, I have to be made to be good, I have to be."
Her fingers slipped inside the hem of her panties and she wantonly played with herself.
"Well, pick but the person you will suck off while June whips you," said Ken, pointing to the audience.
"Oh, anyone you say, sir, anyone!" Amanda moaned, her legs spreading as her fingers played with her hot little cunt.
"Would you like a go, Pete?" Ken asked.
"You bet!" grunted one of the men, and came forward into the brighter light. He was a massive man, broad across the chest and with the thighs of a weight-lifter. He went to the padded chair and sat down, the thick bulge of his cock plainly visible through the blue crotch of his jeans.
"Bend over," Ken said.
"Oh yes, yes, sir," said Amanda, to Sammy's utter disgust. She watched her sister bend at the waist until her ass was sticking way up while her fingers fumbled with the zip on Pete's jeans. Slowly, June walked around until she could whip Amanda and let the rest of the audience watch her. She uncurled the thin whip and cracked it in the air.
Amanda gasped as she pulled the hard thick meat of Pete's fucker out of his pants. It wasn't as long a cock as either Jack's or Ken's, but it was thicker, and Sammy didn't know how Amanda would get her lips round it.
But she had underestimated Amanda. June curled the whip through the air and lashed it across Amanda's ass-cheeks.
"Scream, bitch, scream!" she yelled. "I like to hear my bitches scream!"
The whip lashed across Amanda's flesh, and Amanda gave a low groan of lust and sank her mouth over the hard pole of Pete's fuckrod.
"Scream, you cocksuckin' whore!" June shouted as her arm lashed down and the thin leather cut another line of red pain into Amanda's ass.
"Aaggggghhhh!" Amanda gurgled as ass thrust up for the next stroke and thrashed around in growing ecstasy. She sobbed as the whip lashed her and her mouth bubbled round the head of Pete's cock, licking and sucking at the hard flesh. "Ohhhh whip me! I deserve it, I was so bad, soooo bad!"
Her ass thrust up again, and she rammed her mouth down over Pete's throbbing cock until it filled her mouth and pushed her soft cheeks out.
"Scream!" June shrieked, her arm flashing up and down as fast as she could move it, while her other hand slid over her thighs and up into her panties, where her pussy-juices were turning the thin black nylon damp. "Scream for me, whore, scream for me!"
"Punish me!" Amanda sobbed, and the rest of the words were lost in a deep gurgle as she sank Pete's cock into her mouth, past her throat muscles, deep down towards her stomach. Her neck swelled with the thick hard meat as Pete grunted with lust, his cock sliding in and out of the young blonde's mouth to the beat of the thin leather whip.
Amanda's moans and groans of lust got deeper and faster. Her ass thrust up as her mouth sank down over his cock, swallowing it. The roaring pulse of her climaxes surging over her, Amanda sucked at his fuckmeat, felt it jumping and heaving as Pete's balls let go of their cum.
"Scream, you little shit!" June shrieked, and Amanda's ass heaved and jerked as she came, each deep release exploding within her to the beat of the whip.
"Ohhh shit!" Pete yelled. "The whore's making me come! Take it in your mouth, cunt, suck it all down, suck it!"
He thrust up in the chair, his cock slamming deep into Amanda's mouth as her muffled groans surged around his prick and her ass took all the punishment June handed out. Pete bellowed and thick jets of cum shot out of his cock and into Amanda's mouth.
"Oh yes! Oh yes, sir! Shoot all over me!" Amanda wailed as she let her mouth pull away so that the audience could see Pete shooting his cum between her lips.
Her ass shot up and down for the whip, going up fast so she could get the hardest whipping, while her mouth greedily licked up all the cum that didn't splatter right into her throat. Like the little slave she had become, Amanda sucked and licked at his cock until Pete lay back in the chair groaning, and only dribbles of jism escaped from his piss-slit.
"Now that's our good little girl," said Ken. "Now for her sister."
Sammy snarled at them as they took her down and bound her face-down over the bench. "Do what you like, shitheads. You won't make me beg!"
They took her ankles and tied them out to the legs of the bench, then bound her hands down so that she was lashed very securely indeed.
"You can rape me," Sammy screamed, "but I'll never beg for it! And if anybody tries to fuck my mouth, I'll bite their fuckin' cocks off!" Ken laughed and stood in front of her. "Oh no, little girl, that isn't the way to speak to such nice people. I'll have to teach you some manners."
"Fuck off!" Sammy snarled, craning her head as far up as she could.
Ken walked behind her, and she felt her heart jumping with that strange desire the bonds had given her. Only this time, with a whipping coming, it was ten times stronger. She gasped and moaned, and she knew that her panties were getting wet.
"How about you, Randy?" Ken asked.
Randy was a thin, tall guy, in his mid twenties. He got up and stood before Sammy, sliding his cock out of his pants. It was a long thin one, and Sammy looked at it with utter hatred.
"Stick that in my mouth, sucker," she snarled, "and you know what to expect!"
Randy grinned and slid his hand up and down his cockshaft. "You talk big, cunt, but I seen Ken tame worse bitches than you."
"Fuck off! You couldn't – aaaggghhhhh!" Sammy heaved up against the ropes as the thin cane cut across her stretched ass-cheeks.
"Ha, go on, cunt," said Randy, "suck my cock!"
"Go fuck yourself!" yelled Sammy.
She thrust her ass up and knew that they couldn't make her do it.
She screamed as the next blow landed, her ass bursting with that mixture of agony and lust she knew and wanted so much. The cane thrashed in again, and the surge of desire roared out of her whipped ass and almost choked her. Each stroke of the whip drove her thin panties into her flesh, outlining the place where the whip landed.
"Jerk off, motherfucker!" Sammy screamed. "Jerk off, you ain't gonna get it from me!"
She moaned as the whip landed again and beat a sharp, triumphant explosion of lust in her ass. Another few lashes and she would be coming. And she could keep coming as long as he whipped her. That would drive them crazy. They couldn't make her give in.
"Aaagghhh! Yeahhhh!" Sammy screamed. "Whip me if you want, it won't help! Eeeggg! Yeahhhh! Feel good, cocksucker? Feel good?"
The cane lashed more surging, agonizing pain into Sammy's ass and she started to come.
Then Ken stopped whipping her.
"Aaaggghhggghhh!" Sammy shrieked.
Her ass thrust up for the cane and it didn't come. Her surging orgasm tried for more, but it couldn't climb where she wanted. She had to be whipped to come. And she wasn't being whipped!
"You shit, you cocksucker!" Sammy screamed as her body writhed, her arms almost pulling out of their sockets as she tried to make herself come.
She rubbed her pussy against the top of the bench, but that was not enough for Sammy. Her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as she gasped and moaned, her chest heaving as the endless climaxes turned into a deep, desperate pain that did nothing to relieve her demands.
"What do you want, whore?" asked Ken.
To one side, Sammy could see Jack standing there, seeing for the first time what Ken was talking about. Sammy hated them all, hated every man on the face of the earth for doing this to her. Her body heaved and the dull surging pain got worse and worse.
"Fuck off!"
"Suck that cock and you can have anything you want," said Ken. He came over to her and leaned down. "I'll even whip you as long as you like."
"Get away from me! Get your filthy, fucking, filthy – oh shiiittttt!"
"Suck that cock," said Ken. "Suck it!"
"No, I won't, get the fuck away, no!" Sammy screamed as she saw Randy moving his long thin prick at her mouth. "Get the fuck outa here!"
"Suck it, or somebody else will, and we'll have to start all over again," said Ken.
Sammy stared at the cock, her mouth watering as she saw that it was her way to get what she so desperately wanted. But she wasn't going to give in, nothing would make her suck a cock willingly. Nothing!
"Fuck off!" she screamed, trying to stop her ass from moving up and down.
"Oh, okay," said Ken lightly. "Who wants to suck Randy off?"
"I will," said one of the two girls.
She was pretty, and had a mane of red hair. She came forward and sank to her knees right by Sammy's head as Sammy moaned and gasped with her incomplete climax. The girl slid the front of her short dress open, revealing a pair of small, thrusting tits, and she rubbed them as she slipped her mouth over Randy's cock.
"Whore!" Sammy gasped as the girl's willing mouth sank half the length of the stiff cock into her throat.
The girl rubbed Randy's cock, while her mouth slid up and down his cockshaft. With her other hand, she played with her tits, rubbing her nipples until they stood out, firm rounded buds against the circles of her areolas.
"Like sucking cock?" taunted Sammy.
"Come on, baby," Randy said as he rammed his cock into the girl's mouth. "You can do better than that, suck it down."
The girl gave a low moan and took more of his cock into her mouth. Her hand beat up and down on his cockshaft as he leaned back and shoved his prick in as hard as he could.
"Suck it!" he roared. "Suck it and make me come!"
The pretty redhead sucked at his thrusting fuck pole, her mouth desperately taking as much as it could. Her fingers tightened on her nipples, screwing the flesh until she moaned deeply and sucked another inch or so of stiff cock between her lips.
"Take it, bitch!" Randy yelled. "Take it, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
His hips beat in and out and his cock slid down the girl's throat until he gave a great yell and gobs of jism shot out of his cock and into the redhead's mouth. She took it, letting thick streams of it pound into her mouth while more and more of it ran down her chin and onto her tits, where she rubbed his fuck-juice into her flesh, moaning with lust all the time.
"Shit, that's it!" Randy groaned as his cock pumped and shot until his cum was all gone and the redhead licked his cockhead, her fingers slowly turning on her nipples. "Not bad, cunt, not bad."
He pulled his cock back and pulled Sammy up by her hair. "You'll do that later to me, whore."
"Fuck off!" Sammy said, but she was desperate.
Randy and the girl went away, and the other man was in Randy's place. He was shorter than either of them, but his cock was just as big and hard. He stood there, watching Sammy as he slowly ran his hand over his prickshaft.
"You ready, John?" Ken called.
"Fuckin' right," said John.
The whip landed on Sammy's ass again and her scream rang around the room. Again and again, Ken whipped her until her ass was beating in and out as it had done before, and she was sinking helplessly into the bottomless lust that Ken had created in her.
"You shiv, bastard, cocksucker, dog fucker!" Sammy shrieked as the cane drove her upward until she was weeping helplessly and her climaxes were building to the point of no return. "Leave me, fucker, leave me you motherfucker, leave me!"
Sammy screamed as she stared at John's cock, inches from her mouth. Her head spun. She couldn't think. The orgasm climbed through her helpless body until it was just about to break in those creaming, surging explosions of release.
Ken stopped whipping her.
"You cunt!" Sammy screamed.
Her arms twisted in the ropes, her legs strained as her ass beat up and down, but nothing could help her. Her thighs trembled as she strained to be free, but she was held far too tightly.
"Suck that cock," said Ken.
"No, no, no!" Sammy shrieked, staring at the terrible male prick that was her only way out. "I won't!"
"If you don't, we'll do what we did last time and start again," said Ken.
He slowly and very gently ran the thin cane over Sammy's stretched and red ass-cheeks.
"Uururrrruuugghhhh!" Sammy gasped as she tried to shove her ass up for more of the whip.
Ken just played with her, sliding the thin wood over her, quivering flesh until Sammy screamed with desperate desire, her mouth open, her sobs choking her.
"Suck that cock!" said Ken.
"Promise you'll whip me!" Sammy screamed before she knew what she was doing. She gasped and sobbed.
Ken leaned in close to the thrashing woman. "Do as I tell you and you can have anything you want. I promise, you'll get whipped as much as you like. Now suck that cock."
"Ohhh God!" Sammy moaned.
She stared at the big fucker. She had to suck that, it was the only way. The demand in her body was too great, she couldn't hold out. She was defeated when she had been so sure she was invincible. Slowly, sobbing all the time, Sammy lowered her head and licked the tip of John's hard prick. He grabbed her by the hair and she screamed.
"Beg for it," Ken said as John held her mouth inches from his cock.
"Eeegghhh!" Sammy breathed.
The last humiliation was being piled on her. Gently Ken slid the cane over her ass, rubbing it across her desperate flesh. The flash of lust it brought ripped through Sammy. If she was to be the whore they wanted, she would defeat them a different way. She would suck and fuck them all until their cocks were limp and their arms were too shore to whip her any more. And she would still be demanding. That was the way she would get them.
"Ohhh please!" she whispered. "Please let me suck your cock!"
"Louder!" John insisted.
"Please, please let me suck your cock!" Sammy begged, her mouth diving for his stiff prick.
John let her head down gently over his throbbing cockhead. Moaning and sobbing, Sammy worked her mouth down his cockshaft, taking almost all the length into her mouth. Her throat muscles worked on it, sucking at his stiff prickhead until John was yelling and jumping, his hands buried in her blonde hair, forcing her desperate mouth deeper.
With a lunge, Sammy pulled her mouth back off the cock and screamed, "Whip me! You promised!"
"You get me, bitch," June said, flicking the thin leather whip across Sammy's ass.
Sammy screamed and sank her mouth down John's cock while June leaned back and whipped her ass fast and hard. Sammy's head pumped up and down, John held her as firmly as he could while his throbbing cock jumped and throbbed as it got ready to explode all his hot fuck-juice.
Amanda leaned back against Ken and worked her hand into his robe and caressed his cock. "You sure knew what to do, you wonderful man. Can I suck you off? What would you like?"
"Your sister is a tight little whore," said Ken. "She's gonna try and shoot the lot of us out, you know that? She's gonna be the toughest bitch to handle I've ever seen."
"Oh, I know you can do it," murmured Amanda, running her hands over his chest, her mouth licking and kissing his neck.
"Oh, we can do it," grinned Ken. "You willing to help?"
"Anything you say," Amanda gasped as she felt him slide his hand into her panties. "You're my master, I do what you say."
"Ohhhh, fuck, I'm shooting!" John yelled. His cock jumped and shot hot jism between Sammy's willing lips. She moaned, her ass thrusting up for the whip, her mouth swallowing the floods of sperm John poured out.
"You know," murmured Ken as he nuzzled Amanda's tits, his fingers playing with her clit as she wriggled and came, "I think that after this we should turn your sister over and she can lick out your cunt and ass while you suck me off. Then we'll get down to some real hard fucking and see just how much whipping she really wants. Once I've satisfied that bitch, we can hand her over to Jack and take off for a few days on his boat. Sound good?"
"Oooooh, that sounds wonderful!" said Amanda, her hand sliding over his cock.
"Just the two of us. There'll be plenty of time for more of this when we get back to town."
"Ohhhh yes, anything you say!" Amanda gasped and slid her mouth down toward his cock.
"Don't suck my cock yet!" Ken warned her. "That would be naughty."
"Oh, I'm sure it would be, sir," Amanda moaned as she slid her mouth over his wonderful, hard male flesh.
She sucked him while she heard Sammy scream for more as John staggered back, his cock emptied of cum for the moment. She sucked gently, waiting while Sammy screamed and yelled at the three men turning her over, lashing her legs on either side of her head. Then Amanda got up obediently and spread her thighs on either side of Sammy's face.
"Suck me," she said as Ken climbed up onto the bench and Amanda took his cock.
Sammy looked at her sister, her eyes wild with lust.
Viciously June whipped Sammy right in the crack of her pussy.
"Aagggghhhhh!" Sammy screamed and her mouth was buried in Amanda's pussy.
The whip lashed in again and Sammy licked through the crack of Amanda's pussy to her ass as Amanda moved across her face. Sucking and licking, Sammy soared into the endless climaxes she wanted. Around her stood the guests, waiting their turn to whip and fuck her, while above her, her sister moaned with joy as her pussy spasmed and she sucked Ken's cock deep into her mouth. Amanda didn't care any more who won the battle. She just wanted the wonderful orgy to go on forever.