Paul Gable - Sister slave

"Fuck, she's coming again, Robin!" Stan yelled. "Come on, whip the sit, she's into it, come on!"

He thrust his cock at Jeanette's cunt, and the throbbing length of his prick went into spasms as he started to pour cum out of his balls. "Whip her!"

Jeanette screamed into the panties as the rod cut her ass and Stan's cock exploded deep into her pussy, pouring out streams of hot jism. She thrust back at Stan's cock shamelessly, her ass bucking. Her gurgling moans of lust rang out as she sucked at Cora's panties, her pussy spasming and sucking at Stan's shooting cock.

"Ooohhhh, yeahhhhh, what a cunt, Robin, almost as good as yours!" Stan yelled as he came, his cock shooting spunk.

Galvin was yelling just as hard as his cock shot cum into Cora's sucking mouth. The little slave's throat spasmed around his prick as she drew the full load of his cum out, and her ass jerked up as she came, taking strokes of the whip across her pussy and asscheeks. As she moaned and sucked, the shameless little whore allowed some of Galvin's cum to dribble down his heaving cockshaft, then flicked out her wicked little tongue to take it back in. She thrust her mouth to the base of his cock one more time as he gasped and moaned. He moaned and fell back on the carpet, gasping with satisfaction, Cora's mouth still caressing and sucking at his cock.

"Yeaaahhh!" Stan yelled as his last shot of cum gushed into Jeanette's cunt.

He held her tight while Robin gave the bound blonde another three strokes, making Jeanette's pussy suck the very last of the cum out of his prick.

"Ooohh, that was nice!" Stan gasped, and pulled his cock out of Jeanette's cunt. He dropped into a chair, leaving the bound blonde sobbing into the panties.

Dora slid her mouth up off Galvin's cock and licked his softening cockhead. "Was that good, darling?"

"Fuck, that was great!" he moaned. "That was the best!"

"Never let a slave think she's too good," Vince said. "Now get over here, Cora."

"Yes, darling, yessss!" Cora gasped, and got up at once. She almost ran over to him, her hands rubbing her sore ass. "I was good, please, darling, wasn't I?"

"Maybe," he said. "If you help me get the suck I want from that bitch."

"Of course, darling!" Cora gasped. "Whatever you want!"

"Hold her back for me," Vince said, sliding his free hand over Cora's lovely tits and pulling at her nipples until she gave another groan of shameless lust. "I'm gonna get that nightie off her."

"Oooh yes, darling!" Cora hissed, and moved to the still-sobbing figure of Jeanette.

Even though her hands were untied, Jeanette still hadn't managed to straighten up. She hung over the back of the chair, her ass still bucking a little, her face buried in the cushions. She was desperately ashamed of herself.

Cora gripped Jeanette's wrists and pulled them behind her back in one fast movement. Jeanette gasped, but Cora was already pulling her up, twisting her wrists hard and forcing Jeanette's lovely tits out as she was forced to stand up.

Jeanette moaned, her pussy pressed into the back of the chair, her legs still spread wide and bound to the wooden legs.

"We're gonna get that nightie off you!" Cora hissed into Jeanette's ear as Vince stroked the whip through his fingers and gazed at the blonde.

Jeanette could see his enormous cock bulging in the front of his pants, and the sight made her sick with fear.

"Did you enjoy watching me get whipped?" Cora asked. "See how you take a whipping, you bitch? But you'll get plenty of practice – plenty."

She grinned and twisted Jeanette's wrists until the helpless blonde moaned in pain.

But then Jeanette screamed when she saw what Vince was going to do. He had the whip circling ever closer to her jutting tits.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch," he said, "or it'll be the gag again."

Jeanette stared in horror as the tip of the whip licked closer and closer to her torn nightie.

On the sofa, Stan and Galvin sat naked, while Robin knelt between them, her mouth running over each of their cocks in turn, getting them hard again. The tip of the whip lashed around part of Jeanette's torn nightie and pulled away, ripping the already torn garment and exposing one of Jeanette's lovely tits. She jerked and sobbed, but couldn't tear loose from Cora's grip. The whip lashed in, biting another strip of her nightie and ripping it away, tearing the little garment to the waist.

Jeanette sobbed and moaned, her eyes glazed as the whip came in again, pulling at her nightie, ripping it away, tearing it across her shoulders. The plaited leather gripped and ripped at the little lacy thing until it was in shreds on the floor and Jeanette was utterly naked.

"Fuck," Stan said, "you're not bad with that thing, Vince."

He grinned as Robin ran her mouth over his cockhead, sucking it gently and getting it hard again, her fingers working his thick prickshaft.

"How about this?" Vince asked, and the whip curled at Jeanette.

She shrieked, but she couldn't help it. The very tip of the whip, a tiny, tight knot, had cut right into her nipple.

"Fuuuuuck, that's good," Galvin said, his prick stroking up and down in Robin's skillful hand. "Do it again, Vince."

"Sure," Vince said, and the whip lashed through the air, bringing a scream from the helpless Jeanette. The end of the tail lashed her other nipple, the bud burning as the thin leather bit. Jeannette's scream rang out again and she jerked, shuddering against the back of the chair.

"Keep your mouth shut, whore!" Vince snapped. "One more scream like that and you'll be in the gag again!"

He swung the whip and Jeanette whimpered, staring at the terrible tip as it rushed at her soft tits.

It cut her nipple just as before, lashing across and sending the little bud back into her tit-flesh, throbbing and red, the agony surging right through her body.

"Yeaahhhh, Vince!" Stan yelled. "That's incredible, do it again."

He thrust his cock at Robin, and she sank the whole of his cockhead into her soft mouth.

Jeanette sobbed and bit her lip in rising horror as the whip lashed in, whipping her other nipple and driving the terrible agony through her again.

She sobbed and wept, trying to stop herself from screaming as the leather tail whipped in, tearing across her tits and biting into her nipple.

"Yeaaahhhh!" Galvin cried as his cock moved up and down in Robin's hand. "That's great, Vince, great!"

Jeanette stifled a scream as her tits throbbed and jerked under the horrible whipping. The agony was constant, bursting out of her nipples harder each time as Galvin and Stan laughed and let Robin work their cocks back to full readiness. Horror surged up with the pain in Jeanette, for the humiliation was almost as bad as the agony. She jerked and heaved as they laughed and watched her suffering. But she couldn't escape, and her tits just went on getting redder and redder, her nipples throbbing with the worst pain she had ever known.

"Yeaahh, that's great!" Stan yelled. "I'm ready to fuck again. Can I have your slave, Vince? I really wanna fuck that hot little cunt!"

"Only fair, I suppose," Vince said, giving Jeanette's tits a final lashing, "since I'm gonna have her. Sure."

Cora pouted and let go of Jeanette's hands, but she didn't say anything. She walked over to Stan and dropped to her knees, taking his cock from Robin and sucking his hard cockhead. She looked up at him, her pouting lips around his pricktip, her tongue swirling around his throbbing flesh.

"How do you want me?" she whispered.

"I want your ass, whore, over the back of the sofa so I can watch!"

"Yes, yes!" Cora whispered, and sank her mouth down the length of his cock, running her saliva all over it and licking at it until it was shiny. "You won't need cream for my ass! I get it wet enough this way!"