Nathan Silvers - Chained slave wife

"Just beg us to tear off these panties – and fuck us how we like," said Hank, giving her another severe beating.

Sally's pussy was burning. Each stroke of the whip added to it, and the fire spread over her entire body, mixing with the horrible feelings of lust from her pussy until she couldn't deny it anymore. She was having an orgasm. It was horrible for her. It was disgusting, to climax from the feel of a whip. It made her one of the mast terrible women in the world. She was a pervert.

She screamed as her come broke all over her body, a long scream that couldn't be disguised, reaching extra heights, sobbing until she felt her lungs would burst as Hank whipped her in one continuous circular stroke.

"Oh, yes!" she heard herself yell. "Rip them off me, do what you like to me! Oh, yes, oh, do it, oh… aaaaggghhhh! Shit, fuck, shit!" This time, Hank whipped her until she reached the end of the come. But he didn't give her any respite. He walked back to her head and stood very close to her wide-open mouth.

"I believe Patrick wants your cunt," he said. "I'm gonna fuck this cute little mouth of yours, and then you're gonna give Cindy here a nice long suck and I'm gonna fuck your ass."

Sally moaned at the prospect, feeling hands on her last defense, her silk panties. With one great heave, Patrick tore them, but it took several more severe pulls to tear them right off.

"Well, you sure whipped that ass," said Patrick, looking at the almost uniformly reddened ass flesh. He slid his pants to the floor and ran his hard and throbbing cock over the wet, slippery entrance to Sally's cunt.

Sally, her head still thrown back, her eyes looking up into Hank's crotch and the enormous cock-bulge in his pants, gasped as she felt Patrick's prick then gasped again as Cindy knelt beside the bench and ran the zipper of Hank's pants down and reached in for his cock. Sally felt a surge of fear and she gurgled deep in her throat. The cock was huge, standing at least twelve inches from base to tip, and so thick Cindy couldn't get her fingers all the way around it.

"See that, bitch?" Cindy said. "I can take it all down my throat. Can you?" She smiled and opened Hank's pants and pushed them down his legs. "I hope so. I will whip you till you do." She grinned at Sally's staring eyes and led the huge cock right to Sally's open mouth.

Sally let the cock slide in, beyond her front teeth until the engorged cocktip was at the back of her mouth and working slightly in and out. She knew what she had to do, but she hardly cared anymore. She was at a pitch of fuck lust she hadn't known existed. Patrick slowly fucked his cock into her cunt, and she moaned around the monster cock stretching her cheeks out. Her throat muscles opened a little and Hank fucked in deeper. He eased back and slowly rammed his prick in again. He hadn't come that night yet, and when he did, it was going to be a dandy. Sally felt Patrick fucking her cunt and she had a sudden burst of shame. What would John think of her, tied up like this, sucking a cock and being fucked by another man at the same time? The knowledge of being so helpless, and the shame that her husband might even be watching it all, might even… might even be fucking… no, he wouldn't… but where was Sylvia? And where was Monique?

Monique was sitting on John's cock as they all watched Sally getting her double fuck. Sylvia sucked gently on Monique's cunt and John's rigid cock. They had already changed places several times. John was proving himself a stud of no mean proportions. He could fuck each of them until they came on his cock, and hold his own come in, waiting, enjoying the different cunts and mouths that worked on his prick. He lay back, already planning what was in store for Sally when he got hold of her. Monique suddenly went into spasms again, fucking up and down on his cock as she came for at least the sixth time that night.

"Oh, sir," she said, falling back against him. "How many more can you give us?"

John chuckled and lifted her off his cock so that the eager Sylvia could get on. Sylvia moaned as she fucked his cock deep into her pussy.

"Oh, Monique," she whispered. "Whip my tits. I need it to come this time."

She gasped and moaned as John took her arms and held them behind her back so that her tits were pushed forward for the small thin whip Monique was pulling out of the stand against the wall.

Sally took Hank's cock even deeper in her mouth. Patrick was fucking her pussy, and the combined sensations were bringing her rapidly to another come. She still didn't want to admit it. She was turned on like never before by being abused.

Again and again, she moaned as Hank pushed his huge cockmeat into her mouth, then pulled back. And a tiny drop of fluid oozed out of the cocktip and over her tongue and, for the first time in her life she tasted the salty pre-cum from a man's cock. It wasn't so bad… it was better than she imagined such disgusting stuff would be. Suddenly, she realized Hank was going to come in her mouth. Shame and fear ran through her again. The cock sank deeper and she felt it throbbing now, and she was sure that was the sign that all that jism that she washed disgustedly out of her tender little cunt whenever… the few times she let John fuck her… was going to pour out and he was going to [missing text].

Hank shot his first load of cum into Sally's throat. Sally gurgled as he rammed his prick in and, to her horror and disgust, another great orgasm hit her. The cum shot out so deep in her throat she couldn't even taste it.

"Suck it all, bitch!" he yelled.

And then he pulled back so that the white cum flowed out over Sally's tongue and into her cheeks as he grabbed her head, holding it firmly as the pulses of his jism filled her cheeks. Sally found herself swallowing compulsively to take it all in, and still shots of cum squirted past her lips and down her cheeks. She hardly felt Patrick shoot into her pussy, she was so busy with Hank's great cock, trying to take it all and adjust to the taste, of the cock cream running wild in her hot little mouth. She was also hardly aware that Hank, with one great thrust at the height of his come, fucked his cock right into her throat to the balls and let several more shots fly before he eased back and made her lick and suck the last drops of cum from his prick.

Patrick poured the last of his cum-load too, and both of them stepped back for a long look at the moaning, bound figure on the bench. Cindy knelt down beside Sally and licked at Hank's cum still sticking to her cheeks. When she captured the spilled cum, she took it to Sally's mouth and the two of them shared it until it was all gone. Sally was too surprised to protest. She had never done anything so intimate with a woman before, but she was in such a swirling haze of excitement she didn't care what was happening anymore.

At the next thrust of John's whip, Sylvia came, begging him for more until she collapsed across the cushions. Still, Monique sucked at his cock like the prefect little slave she was. About the only hole he hadn't fucked was Monique's ass, and that seemed a fitting end to the evening.

Without a word, he picked her up and slung her over the back of the sofa, much like Sally was pinned in the other room. In one fuck stroke, he rammed his prick into her ass, making her yell and thrust back for more. On the sofa, Sylvia turned slowly over and engaged Monique in a long soft kiss as John's cock fucked in and out of her ass. Monique's hand went down and caressed Sylvia's cunt, and Sylvia murmured in appreciation and spread her legs.

Sally slid her mouth deeper and deeper onto Patrick's cock, feeling it throb. She wanted cum in her mouth again, lots of cum. She wanted men to shoot jism all over her, whip her, use her as they wanted. Hank's immense cock fucked back into her ass, sending more incredible waves of pleasure through her. She was going to take it all, every last wonderfully perverted whipping and fucking she could get.