Val Marrick - Secretary in bondage

Slowly the furious convulsions of climax eased within their interlocked bodies. Jim's prick gave a final come-spitting surge and was quiet. Elaine's pussy muscles squeezed the cock lovingly, sucking the final drops of came from the pin-prick hole in the end of the man's cock.

"Whew!" she said.

Jim said nothing. He lay panting with exertion. His cock softened inside Elaine's pussy. It was still thick and firm enough to fill her pussy with sweet sensation.

He disentangled the redhead's arms, and then, taking gentle hold of her wrists, drew them out from his sides. His chest muscles rippled thrillingly over her still-rigid nipples.

She felt someone take her hand and slip something over it. In surprise she opened her eyes to see Denise fitting a loop of cord around her right wrist. The brunette was naked. Her tits weren't large, but they were exquisitely well formed and the pointed nipples were stiff. The areolas were dark brown against the tanned skin of her tits.

She felt a pang of fear. Jim stirred his deflating cock in her pussy. She relaxed. They'd been good to her so far. She'd play along with what they had in mind. They didn't look like the sadistic type.

Denise bent down and tossed the coil of cord under the bed. Then she walked around the bed, drew the cord under it and knotted it around the secretary's other wrist.

"Don't be afraid," Jim said. He kissed her ear. His breath sent a delighted chill down her spine. She felt lust returning to her orgasm-sated and come-filled cunt. "Just close your eyes and take it easy. Everything will be all right."

She did as she was told. Jim raised himself and slid off her body. His cock slipped out of her cunt. She felt the uncorked come and cunt juice flow freely from her slack-lipped pussy until her cunt tunnel was empty of the aromatic mixture.

She felt Jim's hands holding her thighs apart. After a moment, he put both hands on her right knee. Lighter, smaller fingers touched the satiny skin of her other thigh. She felt Denise's breath feathering her thighs.

"All right, darling," she heard Denise say huskily. "Here it is. Get ready for it, sweetheart!"

Elaine trembled with excitement. What did they have for her? She couldn't wait to find out.

A tongue abruptly lapped up the length of her slobbering pussy slash. Her body made a white arch ecstasy flowed through her cunt. Denise was going to eat her cunt! They didn't have to tie her up for that!

The tongue licked up her cunt gash again.

"Mm," she moaned eagerly. "Eat my pussy! Eat it good, baby!"

The tongue began to slurp powerfully and noisily at her oozing cunt. Then the tied-up secretary noticed something wrong.

Suddenly the tongue left her cunt. Her gaping pussy mouth felt cool as spit and cunt juice dried on the cunt lips. Then she heard a scrabbling around and a crushing weight came down on her.

Her eyes snapped open – and looked straight into the big hazel eyes of Denise!

"Ah," she moaned. "My pussy's been licked by a hot little slut!" Her stomach rolled with shock and pleasure. Then something stabbed at her outer pussy lips. She screamed again. Denise was trying to fuck her with a fat double-sided dildo – her! She fought madly to slam her knees together. Denise hung on, holding her legs open so her cunt and asshole was exposed to their giant dildo.

The brunette stood up, walked a few steps, and went to her hands and knees, facing the bed at an angle so she could watch the wide spread pussy. Her ass waved invitingly in the air. Jim came over and knelt behind his wife's shapely ass. The crimson crevice between her tanned ass cheeks smiled at him. Her stole seemed to wink at him. A fat drop of cunt honey gleamed between the dangling lips of her pussy.

"Fuck me, darling," she gasped. "I need your cock in my pussy so bad I can taste it. Fuck me!"

Jim cocked his hips and drove his prick full-length into his wife's waiting pussy. She screamed. His balls slapped wetly against the mouth of her cunt as his cock filled her cunt tunnel from one end to the other.

Elaine was dimly aware of the sounds of the married couple fucking. But how she loved the double-sided dildo hanging in her pussy!

She felt the excitement grow in her cunt. As she watched the couple's fuck feast. Elaine begged for them to pump her hot cunt. It was part of what they liked, just leaving her tied up – forced to watch and unable to cum!

"Aieeeeee!" shrieked Elaine as a whizzing belt slapped her naked ass. "Stop!"

The rope around her wrists was cutting off circulation. Her arms felt as if they were about to come out of their sockets from supporting her weight. Despite the pain of having her ass beaten with a heavy leather belt. Despite having been hung from the rafters of the country home like a side of beef, her pussy was awash with aromatic, slippery cunt juice.

That damned Harry still knew how to fuck!

The rancher who owned the sprawling house brought his belt whistling forward again. He cracked it on the curve of one white ass cheek. Elaine screamed again. Her ass moved in a tight circle. Her pussy stirred vigorously around Harry Windsor's cock which was crammed up the red-furred cunt from below.

Harry stood flatfooted on the tile floor, holding Elaine's thighs with his fingers. He cocked his hips and moved rapidly back and forth, fucking his prick to and from inside his secretary's pussy. The belt slashed her ass again. She jumped. Her pussy moved maddeningly around his cock.

Kathleen sat by the fireplace. Despite the summer heat outside, a fire was burning brightly.

Several branding irons were stuck into the flames. The heads of the brands glowed whitely.

"Come on, hurry up, you two," Kathleen urged?

She sat in a wood chair which had a leather covered seat. Her blue jeans and panties lay on the red tile beside her. She was dressed in boots and a cowboy shirt that hung open to bare her big, delectable tits. Her legs were spread far out in front of her. She was busily fucking a tapered black iron bootjack cast in the shape of a stylized cricket. Her pussy lips clung delightfully to the metal. The peculiar shape of the bootjack stretched her cunt walls in ways she'd never felt before!

"I want to help brand the bitch," she said.

"Yes, this thing feels nice in my cunt!" She fucked the cricket home until only the horn-like antennae of the iron figurine stuck out of her cunt. She took one of the horns in her fingers and played with it, shifting the cricket in the oily depths of her cunt. Pleasure welled from her cunt and she cried out in a sudden frenzy of orgasm as her cunt began to pulse rhythmically around the cold metal.

The rancher hit Elaine one last time on the ass, then threw his belt away. "I'm gonna try her out first," he said. "I'm paying you all a pretty heap of money for this here little filly."

"And she's worth every penny of it," Harry grunted. He moved his fingers to clutch her reddened, streaked ass. His secretary cried out as his fingers dug into her inflamed ass flesh. "Aren't you, honey?"

Elaine shrieked. Now that the fiery pain of the belt lashing at her ass was dulled, all she could think about were those irons glowing white-hot in the fire. They were actually going to use one on her! They were going to burn same kind of mark into the delicate skin of her ass.

It would hurt worse than all the tortures she'd been submitted to put together.

The cock slid a few inches out of her pussy. Harry went on tiptoe then to cram almost the entire length of his cock up her cunt. In spite of the pain in her ass and her fear of the burning-hot iron, she moaned with pleasure as his prick filled her pussy, stretching the oily, elastic walls. Like Harry, the rancher was buck naked. His big cock jutted from his crotch like a fence post. It wasn't long, six inches or so, but it was even thicker than the cock Harry was so expertly plying in and out of the red-headed secretary's pussy!