An hour later found the two couuins out of the bathroom. Both the girls were shivering with fear and a terrible expectation. Rhoda had made them both do their hair. They were also made up, their cheekbones accentuated and their wide fawn eyes made even larger with mascara and liner.
Rhoda led them back along the passage and into the room they had come from. Tapping the cane in her hand, she led them into the middle of the carpet.
"Stay there," she said, and both Amy and Erica came to a stop, their breath catching as they saw who was waiting for them.
It wasn't so much that he was a tall, handsome man in his late thirties or early forties, or that he was dressed well, his suit perfectly fitting his large frame. It was that there was an air of command about him that reached from where he sat in one of the chairs and watched over the two girls, making their legs weak with a horrible excitement.
"Ah, Mr. X," Rhoda said, going up to him and leaning down. She whispered something in his ear, but he kept his eyes on the girls.
And the girls were dressed to please, that was sure. Rhoda had made them put on tiny little semi-transparent dresses. The tops of the dresses plunged deep between their tits and showed quite clearly the quarter-cup uplift bras underneath. Wide black belts took the dresses in tight at the waist. Below that, the dresses stretched over their asses, only disguising the tiny black panties beneath and just covering the tops of their black stockings. Finally, the girls wore five-inch black heels that pushed their legs into the most delicious curves and also made their asses sway even more than normal. It was obvious that Mr. X liked what he saw.
"Well, well," he said. "You've done very well, Rhoda, you really have."
"Oh, thank you, Mr. X. I think they're ready. It's a bit early yet, but I thought you'd love to see them." She tapped the cane in her hand with obvious nervousness.
"That's fine, fine," Mr. X said. "I like to get in early rather than late. Come here."
The girls looked at each other, their eyes wide with horror and excitement. Something about the mysterious man was twisting their stomachs into tight knots. They walked forward, their heels making their legs shake.
"Mmmmnn, yes, I see," Mr. X said. "But that can be easily corrected. Stand there, girls. Thank you, Rhoda."
"Thank you, Mr. X," Rhoda said, and turned away. She grinned at the two girls. "I hope you aren't too possessive about your boys. They've had their fun with you, now they have to satisfy me before they go. They won't be up to anything for a week."
She laughed and paraded out, her hips swinging.
"Come closer," Mr. X said.
"Please, Mr. X, please, we…"
"Sir!" Mr. X corrected Erica. "Please, sir, we don't…"
"You never speak before you're spoken to. Now, come here."
The girls shuffled up, their breath catching and their legs trembling as he gazed over them. He waved Amy onto the other side of the chair and she went instantly, her head spinning in terror.
"Now, show me a little bit more of your legs. Slowly."
The girls shivered, but they were held by the terrible spell coming from the man. Slowly they slid their hands down to the hems of their little dresses and eased them up, showing their stocking tops and their creamy white thighs. Breathlessly they went on sliding the hems up as he stared at each of them in turn.
As he watched, Mr. X tilted the recliner, leaning back, his body stretching out in the soft chair. It was then both girls caught sight of the enormous bulge in his pants that was getting larger all the time as he took in their lovely bodies. He ignored their gasps and waited their dress hems went sliding up their shapely thighs, showing their creamy flesh and the lacy straps of their suspenders.
"Hmmmmm," he said as the girls finally showed their panties. "That's enough for now. Hold it there."
The girls stared at each other, wanting to break into tears, but unable to for some reason.
They stood still, their dress hems over their ass snd stockings and up over their thighs. His touch was light and carried such a wealth of expenence that the girls found themselves trembling with burning excitement. His fingers reached the crotch of their panties and played softly with their pussylips through the transparent material.
"Rhoda tells me you come when you're whipped," he said to Erica.
Erica gasped and moaned, her legs trembling. "No, no, not really, sir. It was a mistake, just a mistake."
"Hmmmm, so why are you getting wet? And I haven't started whipping you yet."
His fingers played with her pussy. He wasn't lying, her panties were getting damp as his fingers played with her cuntlips. She hung her head, moaning with shame.
"And you, we don't understand you yet," he said to Amy. "Such a lovely young girl, a real submissive, I think. A real contrast to your cousin."
"Yes, sir," Amy whispered. She wanted to break into sobs, but again, something in Mr. X prevented that. She gasped and gave a low sob as she realized that her pussyjuices were running too.
"Yes, I think you two may be just what I'm looking for. Now let your dresses go, bend over and unzip me. Handle my cock."
The girls gave a moan as they let their dress hems slide down their legs until their stocking tops were just hidden. But Mr. X kept his fingers on their panties, stroking their trembling cunts through the flimsy material. With their fingers shaking so badly they could hardly control them, the two girls bent over the chair, their asses rising into the air and reached for the enormous bulge in the front of his pants. Erica managed to get a grip on the zipper and ease it down over the enormous bulge while Amy reached inside and tried to get her fingers around the thick cock.
She gave a sob and gasped as she touched his cock. It was even bigger than she had imagined it would be. She couldn't even get her fingers around the gigantic prick, and Erica had to come and help her before they could ease the massive cock out of his pants.
Erica also gave a moan and a gasp as the cock came free. It was almost a foot long, as thick as their wrists and with a cockhead that would fill either of their mouths. Mr. X sat there as they ran their hands over the enormous fuckrod, their eyes bugging out and their breath gasping as they saw it fully.
But it wasn't just horror that filled the girls.
They pretended to each other that it was, but Erica's mouth watered as she stared at it and Amy felt her whole body go weak. The thing could split either of them in two, they were sure of that. But there was a terrible excitement in it and both the girls groaned as they looked at the swaying prick.
Mr. X still had his hands on their pussies and he chuckled as their panties got wetter and wetter under his caresses. "Kiss it and suck it."
Both girls moaned as they bent farther and their soft red lips came in contact with the hard flesh of his cock. It trembled slightly and swelled as they kissed and licked at the enormous round cockhead. They held the thick shaft in their fingers, stroking it as their mouths played with the massive fuck pole.
Amy moaned as her mouth rosined over his cockhead. His fingers were playing with her pussy so skillfully that she was getting desperately turned on. Her thighs trembled and her tits heaved in the little uplift bra and she sank her lips right over his prick the enormous ball filling her mouth completely. Still her passion rose, making her groan as his fingers stroked her cunt through her panties and sink her mouth farther, taking in an inch or so of the thick cockshaft. Her lips were as wide as they could go, making a perfect circle around the rock hard prick. She groaned and gasped, wanting to ram the prick deeper. She gasped and eased up, her mouth sucking at his rod, her tits heaving against the soft padding of the chair.
Erica's mouth pushed her cousin's aside and sank over the cockhead as Mr. X caressed her cunt. Her pussy walls were already spasning under his fingers and she was close to coming. She sobbed, but nothing stopped it. She knew he would make her come and then crow over it. She sucked at the hard round cockhead while Amy ran her mouth down his prickshaft, licking, sucking and biting gently.
"That's very good," he said. "I'm going to come and you can share it, lick it all up. And both of you will come too, that's an order and you always follow orders."
Erica gave a shriek into his cockhead as his fingers slid over her clit and the first sharp arrow of climax rushed out of the contact. There was nothing she could do, it soared out over her and she was suddenly screaming into his cock, her mouth pushing down onto the thick cock.
"Aaaaahhh!" he gasped in satisfaction as the first jet of his cum gushed out of his cockslit. He leaned back, thrusting his shooting cock at the two girls, gasping and sighing with each hot pulse of jism.
The girls shrieked as the ocean of jizz shot into their mouths. It gushed out of their lips and rolled down his cockshaft. As they swallowed, another massive fountain of hot salty spunk filled their mouths and running over their lips as they sucked at the stream, trying to suck it up as fast as it poured out.
Eric a gave a scream as she came, her mouth ramming down on his cockhead and her throat pulsating as it filled with his spunk. A raging climax ripped through her. She twisted on his hand, her spread thighs shaking, helpless in his grip.
Amy worked her mouth down his tbrobing cockshaft, taking up the cum that had shot out and escaped their mouths. Her pussy throbbed and trembled under his fingers and the knot in her guts came open, sending a low, throbbing orgasm all over her body. She moaned, gasping, her fingers clutching his cock and her mouth working back up until she eased Erica's mouth off his cockhead and took her share of the fresh, shooting jism.
The cousins took turns as Mr. X shot his load into their mouths, his cock pulsating as he poured out the spunk at them in huge gushes. He lay there, murmuring with satisfaction.
Finally the stream of jism faded and he leaned back, his fingers playing with their pussies as they licked up the last of his jism. But a sudden surge of shame broke over Erica as she licked him. She had given in totally to this man.
"Please, sir," Erica said, straightening up and pulling her pussy away, from his fingers. "Please, can we…"
Instantly, he was out of the chair and gripping them both by the arms. Without another word, he pulled them across the floor and through a door.
It was a smaller room, but it was fully equipped for anything he wanted to do to them. He flung them in and turned, locking the door behind him. He slipped his still-hard cock back into his pants and advanced on the two girls.
"What did I say about not speaking before you're spoken to?"
"Please, sir!" Erica moaned. "Please, we don't want to do this, please, you have to – aaahhh!"
He grabbed her and twisted her around, slamming her face down over a bar that had a lot of straps attached to the bottom of it.
"Stop, please, sir, I'll suck you again, I'll do anything, please, I won't, pleaseeeee!"
But he didn't listen. He gripped her ankles and pulled, strapping them to the outside of the bar stand and forcing her legs wide open.
Amy stood and trembled. There was a horrible excitement in watching Erica get tied up, her ass sticking up and her long legs stretched to the limit. And Mr. X was so commanding. He knew exactly what he was doing, and Amy understood in the depths of her mind that she would obey him totally, whatever he wanted. Her lovely thrusting tits heaved in her little bra as she watched him lash Erica's wrists to the bottom of the apparatus, betiding her double on the bar.
"Now," he said, standing back. "That's better."
He eased Erica's dress up over her ass, revealing the lacy suspender straps, the tiny black panties and the wonderful curves of Erica's tight asscheeks. They were still deep red from all the whipping she had received and he ran his hand over the mashed flesh.
"Mmmmm," he said as Erica gave a moan of pain. "I see you got quite a lot of attention. Well, there's more for you."
Erica sobbed and wept in horror, but the most terrible thing happened as his hand caressed her flesh. Sparks of passion shot out and she trembled, her ass throbbing in expectation of the pain to come. She groaned, her body alive with sudden, surging passion.
But Mr. X was going to make her wait. He sat down in a chair and extended his feet.
"Take my boots off," he said to Amy.
Amy felt his power over her as she came forward and knelt at his feet. She leaned forward, allowing him the best possible view of her cleavage as she pulled at his boots. They came off easily and she went on to his socks. Then he stood up and made her undress him. Amy trembled and sobbed, her eyes unable to leave his cock as she obeyed. It hadn't gone down at all, and it made her gasp with a horrible desire. She didn't understand why, but she wanted it, wanted it rammed up into her body.
Finally he made her get a robe and put it on him as Erica hung on the bar and sobbed, staring up through her spread legs, at them. His cock pushed out of the front of the robe as he took Amy over to the wall where the whips hung in rows.
"Pick out the one I should discipline your cousin with."
Amy gave a low moan. She stared along the rows of whips. She was almost, choking as she tried to reach up for one of them.
"P-please, sir! I can't!"
"Yes, you can," he said, and Amy felt a shiver go through her. "If you can't, I'll pick one and whip you with it afterwards."
She sank to her knees in front of him and reached for his cock, sliding her mouth over his cockhead.
"You must choose, sir!" she gasped, her mouth running onto his cockhead until the th thick head pushed at her throat.
"Very well," he said, and reached up to the wall.
But Amy felt his cock swell in her mouth and knew she had done the right thing. She stood up when he commanded her to.
He showed her a cat with the long, knotted tails. She gasped and nodded. Then he led her back to where Erica struggled and wept on the bar, her ass twitching and jerking. He stood close and lashed the tails across Erica's heaving asscheeks. Erica shrieked and jerked on the bar.
"Suck me off, while I punish your cousin."
"Yes, sir," Amy said, and sank to her knees again. She took his cock and sucked it again, going weak with desire as the massive prick ran over her lips and into her mouth. Her pussy trembled and gushed juices, and she moaned with rising desire.
He lashed the cat across Erica's ass hard, the stroke beating fresh crimson pain into the bound girl. Erica screamed jerking as the agony burst from her flesh and rushed over her, sending depraved passion surging with it, tearing into the last resistance she had.
The cat whipped her again and Erica shrieked, her ass throbbing as a climax burst over her. She sobbed as she came, helplessly jerking to the beat of the whip.
"You never talk unless spoken to," Mr. X said as he whipped her again.
"Aaaaghghhh!" Erica screamed, twisting on the bar, her hand gripping the bonds. "Yes, sir, yessss!"
"Tell me what a good girl you're going to be," he said, and whipped her hard.
"Uuuurrghhh! Yes, sir, yes! I'll be good, I will!"
"Good!"
Erica gave an unearthly wail and tossed on the bar, tossing as her orgasm broke and erupted through her in pure pain. She wanted the whip, her ass thrust for it, but it had stopped.
Amy sucked at his prick, her mouth drooling over the hard flesh. She eased her mouth back up until her lips just caressed his thick round cockhead.
"Please, sir," she said. "Can I rub my pussy while I suck you?"
He ran his hand through her hair. "Sure. You can rub your pussy any time, unless I tell you not to."
"Oh, thank you, sir!" Amy moaned, and slid her hand into her panties, rubbing her clit as she worked her mouth farther onto his massive cock.
"Now, my little one, what do you want?" he asked, draping the cat tails in full view of Erica's staring eyes.
"Aaaaaghhhhhhh, please, whip me!" Erica groaned. She thrust her ass up. "Whip me, hurt me, sir, please!"
She sobbed, her will broken. The cat lashed into her ass, some of the tails beating into her throbbing clit and she screamed with lust, her passion breaking over her again.
"Aaaaghhh! Yes, sir, yessss!" she cried, writhing and jerking on the bar, her crashing climax bursting over her.
With a smile of total satisfaction, Mr. X lashed her with sharp strokes, beating the delicious agony through her ass and deep into her pussycrack as well.
As her cousin surrendered to her desires, Amy felt Mr. X's cock swell in her mouth and she realized he was going to shoot again. She rubbed her pussy frantically, sinking into the pit that Erica had already entered. Soft waves of orgasm surged over her as she heard Erica's screams of lust ring around the room and Mr. X shot his hot cum into her mouth. She sucked at the spurting cock, feeling the throbs of satisfaction bursting through it as her soft mouth took the jism. She gasped and came as more hot goo poured out of his prick and into her welcoming mouth.
"Aaahhhh, yeaaaahhh!" he gasped in satisfaction as he came, lashing the cat against Erica's tight asscheeks to the beat of his shooting cock. "That's good?"
Erica screamed as her climax poured over her. It gushed and peaked as the cat lashed her, sending her into a final wail of lust as she hit the top and crashed over, her ass still jerking as the last blows of the knotted cat tails took her down into a soft well of satisfaction.
Amy sucked the last of Mr. X's cum from his cockhead and kept her mouth on his cock, sucks ing as she slowly fingered her pussy. His cock showed no sign of going down, and he hadn't given her any instructions, so she kept sucking.
"Very good," Mr. X said. "I think we're almost there."