Nathan Silvers - Lash the librarian!

"Aaaahhhhhh, stop!" Zoe suddenly screamed. "Stop her, stop it stop!"

She heaved away from Annabelle's teeth, then screamed louder as Annabelle bit so hard she couldn't pull away without ripping her clit almost off of her cunt.

"That's enough," Antony said and his hand bore down on the back of Annabelle's neck.

The whip stopped and Annabelle came to, panting, her body still raging in the grip of her orgasms. She relaxed her grip and Zoe pulled away, clutching her pussy, moaning with pain, weeping helplessly.

"Beat the shit out of her," Zoe demanded. "Look what she did to my cunt. I won't be able to fuck for a week."

"You challenged her and you lost," Antony said with a total lack of sympathy. "Well, bitch," he said to Annabelle with a gin, "would you like your arms untied?"

"Yes, yes please!" Annabelle gasped, her eyes staring, her mouth salivating as she stared at him, and down to his cock, standing out from his loins like a stiff pole.

"Then suck some cock," he said and eased the sides of his robe apart. "Bend over."

Moaning helplessly, Annabelle bent over and her soft mouth came into contact with the hard head of Antony's cock. It was warm, filling her mouth as she slid it in, sucking gently, her head bobbing as she strained, her arms hurting in the ropes.

"Confess, bitch," Antony said softly. "Everybody wants to fuck you and you can have such a good time – confess."

He caressed her blonde hair almost tenderly as Annabelle's lips moved deeper on his thick hard rod.

Annabelle moaned, unable to give them the last thing they wanted. She couldn't confess that she was as depraved as they were; it would be the greatest shame of her life. She sank Antony's cock deeper, feeling the massive bulbous cock-head sliding into her throat, where she swallowed it with no trouble at all, letting her throat muscles throb and suck around it as Antony held her head and thrust at her mouth.

The knotted tails of the cat lashed upward between her legs and bit into her cunt. The searing agony burst out and sent Annabelle to the brink of another orgasm. Gasping and moaning, she rammed her throat deep on Antony's cock, her lips sliding down to the base of his massive fucker, her tongue licking out over his heavy balls.

"Confess," Antony said, "think how much easier it will be."

Annabelle gurgled and moaned, her ass trembling as she waited for the next blow. She wanted the whip, it would drive her over the top into another series of climaxes. She spread her legs wider, so more of her pussy was open to the tight knots as she heaved her mouth up and down on the thick fleshy cock-pole between her lips.

The cat lashed upward again, catching her, driving her to the edge of the orgasm, but only the edge.

"I'll keep you like this all day," Hilary said as she played the tails of the whip over Annabelle's ass, "unless you confess."

Antony leaned over and grabbed Annabelle's arms, pulling them up until he could force her mouth as deep onto his cock as he wanted. He moved her up and down a little, his cock throbbing and heaving in her throat as she gurgled and wept.

An orgasm grew in Annabelle, but didn't break. She heaved back, her ass and pussy burning for the pain of the cat. In her throat Antony's cock throbbed and swelled, but she knew he wouldn't come unless she confessed. The cat lashed up between her legs, beating into her pussy and inner thighs, driving her wild with lust, right to the edge, where she hovered, still not able to come.

Antony laughed, his cock thrusting deep into her throat. "Confess, bitch, or we'll torture you all day like this."

Just as the orgasm was turning away, simmering down for the lack of the pain she needed, the cat whipped between her legs, driving her back to the terrible edge of the release she needed so baldly. Annabelle knew she had to surrender, it was the only way out. Her legs trembling with the force of her emotion, she pulled her mouth back up the length of Antony's cock. He let her, knowing she was broken.

"I want my ass fucked!" Annabelle screamed. "I wanna suck cock, I want cum all over me, I wanna be whipped – ohhhhhh, fuck, I wanna be whipped and Zoe has to suck my ass! That's what I want!"

Suddenly there was Patrick, taking the rope away from her arms, unwinding it while he grinned at her and stroked her tits with the other hand.

"Don't be in such a hurry, baby," Antony said smiling at her. "We have the rest of the weekend and you can have everything you want. So what's first?"

Without another word Annabelle sank to her knees and took his cock back into her mouth, holding it, caressing the wonderful hard length. Her lips played with it, then sank over the throbbing cock-head and down until the stiff length was buried in her throat.