It wasn't her they were concerned with now, it seemed. Jim strode over to where the two maids lay on the floor, cuddling and kissing each other. They giggled as he stood over them, his huge cock still out and more than hard enough to fuck them both.
"David says you were bad girls," said Jim softly.
"Oh yes, yes, we were!" said Mandy breathlessly, spreading her legs and running her hands over her wet pussy. Alva moaned and ran her body along Mandy's, rubbing her legs between Mandy's tits.
"I think I know what we have to do to you," said Jim hungrily. "And it'll teach that little shit over there a lesson, too."
Gloria stifled a sob, but Jim didn't hear her. He walked over to a cupboard by the wall and pulled out an enormous dildo, fully a foot and half long, and shaped like a cockhead at both ends. He walked back to the two simpering maids, who were already caressing each other, their hands roving over each other's tits and asses.
Jim tossed the dildo at them. "Bath of you," he said and went back to the wall. There he examined the whips and other instruments, taking his time.
The two maids giggled at each other, and Mandy opened her legs and began to stuff the enormous imitation cock into her sopping wet cunt. It didn't have to be rammed in very hard. With Alva assisting, it slid inch by each inch into Mandy's wanton cunt until nearly a foot of it was inside and she could run it in and out, holding the second cock in her hand.
Despite hers elf, Gloria couldn't stop watching the disgusting spectacle. It got worse as Alva slid round with endless little giggles and spread her own legs between Mandy's. Now her own cunt was creeping up on the exposed end of the dildo, and there was no doubt what she was going to do. Gloria held her breath at the disgusting, horrible show. Alva put the tip of her end of the cock into her cunt and then slid up, taking her end in as easily as Mandy had taken hers.
"Arms up!" Jim commanded, and both the girls spread their hands high above their heads and pushed their wanton tits out toward him. Their legs pulled at the carpet on the floor, trying to force the dildo deeper into their cunts, and their backs arched, pushing their tits higher than ever.
For several moments, Jim stood over the two maids, watching them stare up at the birch rod, fascinated, their arms stretched as far as they could, leaving their tits open and waiting.
Then Jim flicked the birch almost casually across Mandy's heaving tits. She gave a scream and thrust her pussy harder at Alva, her whole body almost leaping off the floor. Twice more Jim lashed her, and three thin red lines crossed her heaving, throbbing mounds of titflesh.
Then he moved to Alva, sneering and waiting as the maids moaned and double-fucked each other, watching desperately for the whip. He raised it, held it up for unbearable seconds and brought it down across Alva's wanton tits.
Her scream echoed from the walls and Gloria stared horrified as Jim started to whip them both, four of five strokes across one set of tits and then moving on to the other. The worst was that neither of them tried to get away. Neither of them even tried to bide from the terrible lashing they were getting. If anything they tried to get more of the ghastly thin rod as it whipped across their unprotected tits, leaving those thin red lines at each lashing.
In his chair, David casually played with his cock as he watched. Gloria saw that it was as hard ass rock again, and so was Jim's. Each of them seemed to get harder and fatter with each whipping Jim gave the girls. Gloria almost gagged. In another minute, that could be her lying helplessly somewhere, her wonderful soft tits being tortured like that. She didn't know what to do, the whole nightmare just kept on getting worse.
Then, as Jim laid another red line cross Mandy's tits and she gave the first scream of a new come, Gloria realized that this was her chance. The four of them were so concentrated on the spectacle that they had forgotten her. Without thinking further, Gloria got to her knees and began to crawl towards the door.
There was the large sofa in her way, and she held her breath as she slowly crept along it and came around the cornet. Behind her, she heard the dreadful yells of lust as both Alva and Mandy came, twisting their hips together, thrusting their tits out, begging for more of the whip.
As Gloria came clear of the sofa, getting ready to run for the door, the two dogs raised their heads and let out bloodcurdling growls.
She almost fainted with the shock. She had forgotten all about the dogs. They seemed more menacing than ever as they raised to a crouch and regarded her with savage eyes. Gloria tried to crawl back behind the sofa, but one of the dogs barked and David turned in his chair. He took one look at Gloria and burst into laughter.
"Thought you could get away, did you, my little whore?" he said. "Well, we'll have to teach you a few more things, won't we?"
He jumped out of the chair and advanced on Gloria, his huge cock standing out from his body like the terrible weapon it was.
"Stop that, you three," he called. "We have a runaway here."
Jim stopped lashing Mandy's tits and the two girls screamed and lunged at each other on the floor.
"Oh no!" Mandy screamed. "More, oh God, give me more, come on Jim, please!" She clutched at Alva and the two of them rolled on the floor, rubbing each other's tits and kissing in a frenzy of lust.
"I said stop that!" David snapped. "You can get it all later. This one has to be dealt with first."
Mandy and Alva moaned and pulled apart, the dildo falling onto the soft carpet.
"Where is she, the fuckin' slut?" Alva demanded. "Fucking up my come, where is she?"
She grabbed one of the single-stranded leather whips from the wall and advanced on Gloria as she clung to the carpet and tried to pretend this was all a bad dream and she would wake up soon.
"You shit," Alva screamed, and the whip crashed across Gloria's almost-unprotected body.
Gloria screamed and huddled on the floor, rolling in a ball to save herself from the worst, or so she thought.
"Let me get at her," Mandy demanded and strode in, one of the many-tailed leather whips in her hand. She took one look at Gloria and lashed her across the back of her shoulders. "You fuck me up like that again, whore, and I'll whip the shit outta you. Understand?"
The whip stung across Gloria's naked thighs, raising red welts on the smooth skin.
"Understand?" Mandy screamed.
"Please, please, I didn't, please, aaaghhhh, oh God!" Gloria screwed as both the maids whipped her shivering body. Her flimsy nightgown was no protection at all, and, the whips seemed to cut through it as if it weren't even there.
"Now, now girls," said David tolerantly. "I can understand how you feel, but this is already of refinement, class, and we mustn't treat her this way just because she stopped us in the middle of an orgasm, must we?"
The two maids stopped and stood over Gloria, panting with a mixture of unsatisfied lust and fury.
"We must show her how much we value her talents," said David, taking the two maids in his arms and hugging them, "why didn't we have her play us a piece of her favorite music? She has often told me how well she plays the piano."
For same reason Gloria couldn't understand, both Mandy and Alva started giggling. They stood on either side of David as he ran his hands over their whipped tits and they reached far his cock, rubbing it, playing with the hard fuckrod.
"Now get up, my dear," said David softly. Gloria struggled to her feet, her head spinning with the terror the whole place had given her. David looked her over, and Jim came up behind her and slid the tiny nightie away from her tits so that they were exposed to the threesome standing there, looking her aver with grins of undisguised lust.
"Stop that," said Gloria, pulling the nightie back over her luscious twin mounds. "You've done nothing but insult and degrade me since I came here, I demand to be taken down to the station, there must be a train, or I can charter a plane, that would be all right, and I promise not to say a word about what has gone on."
David laughed and Mandy sank to her knees and slid his rampant cock into her hungry mouth and sucked on it, licking it as if it was a piece of candy.
"My dear," he said, "you're not going anywhere, you're staying here to play with us, and to entertain us, now why don't you go over to the piano and play us a piece of your favorite music? I think that would be a wonderful idea."
Gloria glanced over to where the small but expensive upright piano stood by the wall and nearly fainted.
The piano stool looked like a normal one, but a massive dildo was sticking up from the center of the padded, leather surface.
"Oh no," she sobbed and sank her face into her hands. "You wouldn't make me do that! You wouldn't!"
"Do what?" asked David's innocently while Mandy and Alva giggled, and Jim gave a short laugh and leaned back against one of the benches.
"S-sit on th-that, that bench," Gloria sobbed, the last of her bravado gone.
"Of course," said David, and Mandy stifled her laughter by sliding his cock right into her throat. "All we want you to do is play us a little tune."
He reached down and pulled Mandy's hot little head up from his cock.
"Now, that's naughty," he said, "if you go on like that you'll make me come, and I'll be very irritated."
Mandy grinned and moaned as she licked at his swollen cockhead. "Oh please," she whispered.
"Now come on," said David, "you know the rules on first-time piano players." He turned back to Gloria. "Now go over there and play the piano!"
Gloria gave a low moan, but Jim cracked his whip and she knew there was no way out. She walked over to the bench and stared at the dildo, standing out like a rubber pillar. Jim walked in front of her and turned the bench so that it faced the piano.
"Sit!" he ordered.
Gloria stared in horror as David came up and stood on the other side of the bench. Both the men now had whips, and Gloria shivered as she looked at them. Reluctantly, she put one leg over the bench and straddled it, the rubber dildo touching the lips of her pussy.
"Now sit down, my dear," said David gently. Gloria moaned again as she saw Mandy slide to her knees again and resume sucking David's thrusting cock. Alva too, was kneeling, in front of Jim, and her sluttish mouth was working on his massive prickmeat. She gurgled as she sucked at his cocktip, running her hand up and down his cockshaft.
"Shit," said David, and he lashed his whip out, landing it hard across Gloria's shoulders.
Gloria screamed and her legs trembled, allowing the enormous imitation cock to sink almost an inch into her cunt. The huge rubber cockhead thrust at her soft cunt lips, spreading them for a deeper invasion.
"I said sit!" David rapped, and the whip lashed out again.
Gloria screamed at the pain as it exploded from her beaten back and shoulders, but there was worse to come. Jim eased Alva's sucking mouth from his huge cock and walked up to where Gloria was struggling across the bench, her hands on the dildo as she tried to let more of it into her cunt. He reached in and tore her flimsy nightie away from her tits, exposing them once again to the lascivious gaze of Gloria's tormentors.
"Put your hands on the bench behind your ass," Jim ordered.
Gloria's long blonde hair swung in a desperate circle as she obeyed. Her luscious, thrusting tits were now heaved upward as she struggled to get more of the dildo into her cunt.
"Sit," Jim said, and he lashed out. Gloria's body heaved in agony as the thin whip cut a line of red across her nipples and soft tit-flesh. She screamed and begged him for mercy, but David whipped her tits too, and the rolling thunder of the pain in her body echoed down her legs. As her legs gave way, the dildo sank farther into her cunt and she wept at the spreading agony from the invasion of her pussy.
"That's good," said David, and he whipped Gloria's tits again.
Before she had time to scream Jim had lashed her too, and her body spasmed in pain as she sank onto the bench and the dreadful dildo sank to the hilt into her raped pussy. She could feel the cool leather on her asscheeks as the agony beating out of her tits drew uncontrollable screams of pain from her.
"Now play for us," said David. "A simple tune, something nice."
In a haze of pain that filled her head, Gloria had lost any sense of music she might have had. She reached out and touched the keys. She was aware that the two men were standing there, watching as the maids sucked gently on their cocks. But both of them had their whips ready, and Gloria was more than certain that they would use them. Almost furtively she ran her fingers over the keys and they played, but desperately out of key. The sound jangled round the room and David gave a yell of disgust.
"That's awful," he said, "can't you play better than that?"
"But it's the piano," Gloria wept, the massive dildo in her cunt forcing its way up into her with each desperate movement she made.
"The fuck it is, I had that tuned only a week ago!" snapped David. "Put your arms behind you."
Gloria broke down and wept. "Please, no," she whispered, "please let me go."
"I won't tell you again," said David, and slowly, Gloria slid her hands behind her back, exposing her wonderful tits again.
Almost casually, David lashed her across the nipples. Gloria yelled and her body contorted on the bench. With each lashing, the dildo worked over the inside of her cunt, sending strange feelings all over her.
"Now try and play properly," said David. Again Gloria reached for the keys and another dreadful jangling broke out.
"Shit," yelled David, "I'll teach you if it's the last thing I do! Hands back!"
The rush of agony was driving Gloria into tits of giddiness. She managed to hold the back of the bench as she stared in horror at the two men. David's arm went back and the whip struck her tits, even as Jim raised his arm and the thin leather of his whip landed on her trembling flesh a second after David had whipped her. The scream she gave bounced off the walls and echoed across the room. She saw the men's cocks leaping in the maids' mouths as they sucked and played with them.
"Now play again," said David, and Gloria almost fainted as she fell forward.
The clanging that broke out as her whipped tits hit the keyboard brought groans of annoyance from the two men, but she didn't care. She lay panting on the cool ivory, the pain from her tits running down to the pulsing agony from the dildo in her cunt. A sea of swimming dots ran across her eyes and her body shook with the agony of her body.
"Well, fuck me," said David, "this cunt never learns. Do her up right and maybe she can play for us tomorrow."
Gloria managed a low scream as Jim grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. Swiftly he tied them, first at the wrists and then at the elbows, dragging them together until Gloria gave another moan of pain. Then he took another length of rope and pulled it over the rope at her wrists and put it through the low cross piece on the bench. Then he pulled on it until Gloria's arms were tense and taut, and her shoulders were hauled back, heaving her tits helplessly upward.
"Now we're going to teach you to play the piano properly," said David. His arm shot out and Gloria screamed pathetically as the leather cut into her already painful tits.
"Oh no," she moaned, "oh please, I couldn't help it, I – aaaghhhh!" She screamed as Jim whipped her tits in his turn. "The piano is out of tune, it's not, aaaghhhh, ohhhh God, oh no, please!"
Her weeping tits rose and fell to the tune of the whip as they beat her, turn after turn. She slumped forward, but Jim reached out one of his massive hands and heaved her back by her long blonde hair, giving her a vicious, slashing cut of the whip to emphasize his point.
With her head pulled back, and her tits at the mercy of the two men and their whips, Gloria struggled and screamed, lunging up and down on the bench as the two maids laughed at her and sucked the men, playing with their cocks, running their hands up and down their cockshafts, rolling their balls around as they watched.
The spreading agony from the crimson lines all over her tits lunged down to her dildo-raped cunt and burned there, showering her in spurts of vicious spasms that she couldn't explain. Her arms were sore, her tits burning with a pain so deep she thought she wouldn't feel anything else, but still, the spreading sensation from the dildo, ramming harder into her cunt with each terrible, cut of the whip on her tits, was doing strange things to her. Each beating thrust the feeling higher, and it was sending Gloria into more and stranger fits of giddiness. Jim's hand pulled her hair and she choked as the whips beat her soft flesh harder and harder. Her screams rang round the room and her twitching body was forcing the dildo harder and faster into her cunt as she felt the first splatter of something wet across her tits.
Jim laughed and let her turn her head until she could see Mandy, holding David's cock in her hand as she directed streams of his cum onto Gloria's red-streaked tits.
Her wicked little mouth licked at his cockshaft, but never close enough to interrupt the stream of white jism as it spurted from the slit in his cockhead and shot fully four feet to land on Gloria's helplessly bound and held body.
"Shit, that's good, Mandy!" David gasped as the expert young maid worked his cock, and his arm swept up to slash his whip into Gloria's tits again, sending gobs of cum leaping out and onto the piano.
For several moments, he whipped Gloria and came, white goo running down her tits and getting mashed into her flesh and outward by the lashes of his whip.
"Ohhhh, fuck me," David gasped as he held Mandy's willing little head to his cock and let her suck up the last drops as they oozed out of him, "you deserve a reward for that, that was the best blow-job you've given me."
"Oh, thank you, sir, thank you," Mandy moaned as she licked slowly over her master's still-rigid cockhead.
But Gloria wasn't free yet. There was still Jim, holding her hair and lashing her tits with growing force. Gloria wept and screamed as the whipping went on and she saw Alva sucking Jim deeper and harder, rubbing his cockshaft for all she was worth.
"Oh yeahhh," Jim moaned, and he pulled viciously on Gloria's hair. "Oh yeeeaaahhhhh, oh fuck, ahhhh shit; like that honey, like that, I'm coming, I'm coming, ohhh yeahhhh, now, now!"
Alva pulled her mouth away from his cock just as the first jets of new cum leaped out of it. Gloria hardly had the strength to scream any more. As the jets of white goo landed on her tits and the whip lashed them away, splattering the seed all down her body and over the piano, she felt herself falling into a deep dark pit. She struggled to pull away, but the edge of the pit got closer and wider, and she screamed in terror as each lash of the whip sent her closer to the edge. The chasm yawned deeper as Jim's cum spurts slowed and finally stopped.
Jim gave Gloria one last lash that sent her screaming, then he stopped. He let go of her hair and Gloria fell forward again, her arms bound, her body trembling as it came down. There was something awfully wrong and Gloria didn't have the faintest idea what it was. Her body craved something, something it hadn't got. Peace and softness, that had to be it, she told herself. All she needed was some time to be quiet and she would be all right.
But she wasn't going to get it.
"Untie her and stand her up!" snapped David.