Robert Vickers - Sister in chains

She worked the skin up and down until their cocks pulsed and were steely hard. She closed her eyes and tried to use her sense of feel to guide her swiftly moving hands.

She loved the purple knobs capping the cocks. She lightly ran her fingertips over the piss-slits and then traced out the bell-shaped cockheads. Squeezing gently she rotated the cocks in small circles. Gradually, she enlarged the circles until she was spinning the pricks frantically. Both men were seen moaning and hopping from one foot to the other.

The girl smiled. This was fun! She opened her eyes and saw that their hairy little sacs were slowly tightening up. She bounced her fingers across the bags and felt the balls inside tumbling and lurching with stark desire.

"Do you like me doing this?" she asked, being cruel. She knew they did. She could feel the immediate responses in both cocks. They were dancing and jerking around like things gone wild.

"Yes, yes!" cried one of the men, shoving his hips forward. "It's great! Keep doing it!"

Brandy took special glee in seeing her brother swing the whip and land it across the man who had spoken. She didn't know if it landed on the man's shoulders or his lower back. She could hear the loud snap of the whip and the meaty thunk as the leather strap landed. And the girl felt the man's cock jump in reaction.

It took only an instant before she had white hot jism all over her hand. The man had gotten off in a big way on the whipping.

She immediately turned all her attention to the other man's cock and balls. Using both hands, she gave him a handjob unlike anything he had ever gotten before. She stroked constantly up and down his cock using the other man's jizz to lubricate the motion. Her other hand clutched fiercely at his balls. She could feel the jism locked inside beginning to boil. She vowed to make him come as fast as she could. It was almost a sacred trust for her now. Besides, it was what her brother wanted. And she would do anything to please him.

He had the whip.

Her fingers worked miracles on the man's cock and balls. She bounced the hairy bag up and down as if it contained some religious relic. When his cock began to grow, she wanted to give it special attention. She was bending forward to suck away the tiny drop of pre-cum fluid beading at his piss slit when she lost her balance.

Brandy hadn't forgotten the tongue sliding to and fro in her cunt. She couldn't have forgotten anything so delightful. But she had lost her balance in her haste to get the man off and Roxanne's head had gotten in the way.

The blonde girl tumbled forward, trying to hang onto the man's cock for support. He yelped in pain and she immediately released his cock. But she smashed face down on the cold hard floor. The other woman's tongue never left the hot tight confines of her cunt. For that Brandy could give thanks. But there was little else she could be happy about.

The whip had returned. James flagellated her with it, his knowing strokes finding all the spots where she didn't already ache. He lashed out repeatedly, snarling, "You have failed! You have failed!"

"No, please, no, Brother James! Give me another chance. Please! This time I won't fail you."

She felt real fright at the idea of actually failing to carry out her brother's wishes down to the last detail. The girl wasn't sure what his power over her was, but it was growing. It couldn't be just the whip. In the past, such a beating would have made her madder and madder. When she reached a point of true anger, she got stubborn and nothing could make her obey. He could have beaten her to death and she wouldn't have given in. But now she wanted to obey his every command as if it were a true religious commandment.

She stroked the man's cock as soon as she could regain her position at his crotch. Her hand flew up and down, almost matching the tongue working back and forth in her, needy cunt. The girl sobbed and sighed and began to enjoy the feelings in her cunt again.

Her hand was warm from the friction of giving the man the handjob. But the tongue worming around in her cunt was the most potent in giving her nothing but undiluted pleasure.

She hardly even noticed when her brother started to whip Roxanne again. The pain only added to her arousal. The girl flinched once as the whip landed across her heaving belly. Brandy had to complain about it.

"Please, Brother James, don't hurt her! Give it all to me! Whip my poor back if you have to!"

He had to. He began lashing out at her. She cried with the suddenness of the pain across her shoulders, but this at least didn't prevent Roxanne from giving all her attention to Brandy's cunt. Her tongue parted the cuntlips and then drove quickly all the way into the humid depths to work around and around like a hot tornado.

Brandy caught her breath as she felt the sexual tensions mounting to the breaking point. Her grip on the cock in her hand tightened noticeably. The man groaned. She bent forward and popped his cock into her mouth. She sucked on his tasty cock until her cheeks went hollow. The girl could hardly stand all the hot sensations inside her now.

Her cunt was aflame with desire. The tongue licking and touching, caressing and battering into her cunt drove her mad with lust. And the thick manroot in her mouth pulsed hotly. She licked all over the bulbous head, her tongue trying to repeat the motions she felt around her cunt. She finally clamped her lips firmly around the end of the man's cock and sucked. Driving her tongue into his piss-slit, she tasted the first of his come.

Her mouth filled with his salty tangy cum. She sucked and sucked until she had milked his balls dry of every single drop of his precious jism. Even while his cock was getting soft she continued to lick and suck on it. She wanted to make certain that nothing was left.

The man backed away leaving the young girl to sob arid enjoy the feel of the other woman's tongue.

And enjoy it she did. Never had Brandy felt so hot as she did now. Her shoulders ached from where she had been whipped by her brother. Her wrists were black and blue from the chains. She had developed a personal acquaintance with pain – and loved it.

The teenager didn't understand how she could respond so forcefully to the pain given her by her brother. All she knew was that it added to her enjoyment of things she had always liked. Her cunt was being eaten out expertly. The pain in her body made it seem more intensely enjoyable. No explanation seemed possible. It just was.

"Whip me, Brother James," she heard herself crying out. "Whip me until I'm pure in your eyes!"

And he did.

The pain lanced through her chest as the whip landed repeatedly on her firm young tits. He lashed across her nipples until they were a blood red, standing up firm and erect. The pain in her tits seemed magnified as it spread throughout her chest. The agony would have driven her out of her mind if it hadn't mingled and mixed with the pleasure seeping up from her well-licked cunt.

Roxanne sucked hard on the girl's clit, taking it into her mouth and rolling the tiny button around with the tip of her tongue. Sharp teeth teased the erectile tissue until gooseflesh appeared on the teenager's body.

"I… aaaaaaeeeeee!" Brandy screamed out. She couldn't tell if she was coming because of the beating or from the tongue working across her clit.

It didn't matter. She had come and it felt good to be released from the emotions that had been building up so catastrophically inside her. She was able to relax, to fall forward. Roxanne followed her down, tongue still firmly lodged between the puffy, throbbingly alive cuntlips. The other woman sucked in one of the cunt-flaps and gently gnawed on it.

Brandy might have come again. She couldn't tell. She felt a veil of numbness come over her, robbing her of all her senses.