Walter Ellison - Hot like mom

The man was cursing her, demanding to know what was going on. She told him to shut up or she would have to gag him. He refused to obey her, demanding that she release him immediately.

"I'm an officer of the law!" he shouted at her. Mary whacked him on the ass with her mother's whip. This caused the man to open his mouth to scream, and when he did she stuffed June's panties in his mouth and tied her stocking around his head to keep the panties in place. The policeman looked very silly, Mary had to admit. He was tied to the wall, his hands above his head. His legs were parted and tied to the bottom of the wall. The night stick protruded from his rectum and his gag kept his protests to mumbles. He certainly did not look like an officer of the law!

Small disagreements which Mary had had with Mike in the past flooded her mind. The desire to get even welled up in her. She knew now that she had never really liked Mike. Convention dictated their relationship. He was a jerk. He was a puritanical cop. There was nothing worse than that. He had always treated her like a sexless statue or something. She hated him.

She left Mike for the time being. June was wide awake. She wanted to know why she was here. What had she done? Why was Mary angry with her? What was she going to do to her? Mary told the woman that she intended to torture her and release her of her puritanical bonds. The woman couldn't believe her ears.

"You must be sick," June said.

That was all Mary had to hear. "Sick!" She whipped the girl's belly.

"Owwwwwwww!" the woman screamed.

"I'll teach you to call me sick!" Mary shouted at the woman. She whipped June's breasts.

"Oohhhhhh!"

"Sick!" Mary spat, and whipped the breasts again.

"I'm sorry!" June cried out. "Please stop… I'll do anything you want!"

Mary ceased her attack. The woman would do anything she wanted. That was good. She would hold her to that promise.

Mary had always secretly admired June's large tits. She bent her head down and squeezed one full breast between her thumb and forefinger. Her tongue snaked out and she touched the nipple with it. She knew the bud would soon be standing up proudly.

But after several minutes of licking, the nipples were not erected! Mary was startled. What was wrong? She moved her mouth to the other breast. She ran her hands over the smooth tummy. Her fingers stroked through the woman's pussy bush. When Mary tried to enter the girl with her fingers, June moaned in pain. Her passage was dry and unprepared. Mary grew angry. Why wasn't this woman getting hot and bothered?

"Owweeee!" June screamed when Mary's fingers were jammed into her cunt.

"You bitch!" Mary spat. "Trying to hold out on me, huh?"

Mary picked up the whip. She began to lash the woman's pubic area. June began screaming as the wicked lash bit into her tender cunt.

"Please stop!" shouted at the top of her lungs. "I'll do what you want only stop! Please?" Mary's anger would not be assuaged so easily.

"You'll do as I say anyway," Mary told her. "Ouch!"

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

The bound woman's thighs and pussy area were covered with red steaks. Her wrigglings and jigglings had rubbed her buttocks almost raw.

Mary stopped whipping the woman and set about to try the ultimate form of erotic stimulation. She leaned over and began licking the woman's abused cunt. The tongue hurt the woman rather than pleasing her. It turned her off rather than on. Each lap numbed her pussy even more. And when Mary saw that she was getting nowhere, she stopped her oral worship. She looked at the woman. Her eyes were ablaze with anger. This bound woman had defeated her. She failed to respond to her manipulations. She grabbed the woman's chin in her hand, turning her face toward her. Mary spit in the woman's face and then rubbed the gob into her flesh. June was hurt by the action and began to cry.

"Why are you treating me this way?" she wanted to know.

Mary ignored the woman's question and mounted the rack. She straddled the woman's face. Without thinking, June bit Mary's cunt.

"Owwwwhhhh!" Mary wailed, and dropped the woman's head. Her hands flew to her groin and she stroked the bruise. Her mind contemplated the idea of surrender for a fleeting moment. She wanted to lie back and be tortured! She sat down heavily on June's chest and slapped the woman cruelly across the face. June's head nearly snapped off with the force of the blow. A cry of pain rocketed from her throat.

Mary's pride had been hurt. She would leave the woman for now and would get even later. She had to rebuild her self-esteem. She untied Mrs. Hayes from the stock and brought her to the middle of the floor where June could witness her performance. She had the woman kneel before her. Mary held the whip in her hand to lend support to her verbal commands. She looked over at the woman on the rack. "You will be my willing slave just like Mrs. Hayes here," Mary assured her. "Watch this."

Mary gazed down at the kneeling woman. "What do you want to do?" she asked, knowing full well what the answer would be. She just wanted to exhibit to June the control she had over her captives.

"I want to eat your pussy, mistress," Mrs. Hayes answered, like a well-trained slave.

"See!" Mary cried.

The woman on the rack screwed her face up in disbelief. She had known Mrs. Hayes nearly all of her life. The woman always appeared so upright and straight. She would have never suspected that she harbored such kinky desires.

"You may eat me," Mary said.

As if she had been starving, Mrs. Hayes raised her head and fit her face between Mary's thighs. She began lapping the woman's cunt feverishly.

"Easy, my dear. Do not hurt my bruise," Mary warned.

The tonguing slowed down.

"That's better."

June could not take her eyes off the spectacle. Sexual stirrings screamed through her pelvis. She had never witnessed such utter devotion before. It excited her. She was thrilled by the idea of having someone to administer to you at the snap of a finger. She wondered what it would be like to be on her knees licking Mary's cunt. What was wrong with her? Those kind of thoughts were sick. The whipping must have warped her.

Mrs. Hayes was really enjoying herself. She was licking Mary's cunt as if it was her last task on earth. Mary looked down at the older woman. She grabbed a handful of the woman's hair. She brought back the woman's head so she could see the tongue licking her. She looked over at June. She wanted the woman to see the power she had over this woman. June saw.

"You too will lick my cunt," Mary told June.

June knew that the girl was right. As much as she hated to admit it she had the desire to be on her knees, licking the girl's pussy. The feeling was beyond analysis. It was just there. She thought that it would be exciting to eat the girl's pussy. Yes, she felt ashamed of the thoughts, but they were there!

"Suck it, bitch!" Mary said to Mrs. Hayes.

The woman on her knees began licking faster. She did not want to anger Mary. Her tongue probed and swirled about the hairy bush. She wanted to bring the girl to orgasm quickly.

All of a sudden Mary grabbed the woman by her hair and began dragging her across the floor. She forced the woman to mount the rack. She positioned Mrs. Hayes over June's face. June moved her head to one side, knowing what was coming. She wasn't going to suck Mrs. Hayes' cunt. Mary forced Mrs. Hayes to stick her cunt into June's face. Soon June had nowhere to turn. Her lips met the woman's vulva.

"Eat her out or I'll whip you until you bleed," Mary ordered.

June felt that she had no choice. She would have to obey. Tentatively her tongue moved toward the female crotch. The woman was looking down at her. June closed her eyes. She was too ashamed to lick the cunt while Mrs. Hayes watched. But she also found it exciting that the woman was watching her perform a perverted act.