Nathan Silvers - Lash the librarian!

"You bet," he said.

"Only if you make her suck my pussy at the same time," Zoe said.

Annabelle didn't hear her words, she was terrified, waiting as Kirby's hands moved over the neckline of her slip.

"You got it," Patrick said and Zoe gave a grin, sliding off his cock and down on her knees between his legs. She took his softening cock and licked it clean, gently caressing the slowly jerking flesh.

"Watch it and enjoy," she crooned.

Annabelle jumped and screamed as Kirby tore her slip wide open at the neck.

"No!" she wailed. "Please, no!"

He ripped again, tearing the silk to the waist, throwing the sides apart and reaching for her bra. "You don't learn fast enough!"

"Please, no, don't make me suck his cock," Annabelle wept, still holding onto the iron-hard cock-pole with all her might.

Kirby's fingers reached for the cups of her bra.

"Noooo, please!" Annabelle wept. "No, please – ooohhhh I…"

Kirby's powerful hands ripped at her bra. The clasp went and the two cups tore apart, revealing Annabelle's luscious tits for the first time.

"Sheeiit!" Lee said as he watched Kirby pushing the bra cups aside, and then the remains of Annabelle's slip. "If I'd known they were that good, I'd have insisted we get her here weeks ago."

They were indeed lovely tits. Large, soft, heavy, the nipples hard and crinkled, the areolas large and reddish. The curves of the two mounds drew apart a little under their weight, but they still stood out proudly from Annabelle's body.

"Get me the smaller cat," Kirby said.

"No!" Annabelle shrieked, still not believing what he was going to do. "No, you wouldn't do that, no!"

"You don't learn fast, kid," Kirby said, "not fast enough."

Hilary gave another whip to Kirby. It was a smaller cat, but the tails were just as tightly knotted and it looked just as agonizing.

Kirby drew it softly over Annabelle's tits. "You're going to get ten strokes. If you haven't begged to suck Lee's cock by then, you get ten more, and so on. Then I get to your pants."

Annabelle was in a daze, she couldn't believe what she saw. She strained against Lee's hands as they held her legs wide open and down on the table top. He didn't seem tired of holding her ankles, making sure she stayed still for Kirby.

The cat lashed across her tits, digging tiny points of darker red into the soft white of her flesh. Her tits bounced, jumping once and then settling down again.

"One," Kirby said as he lashed her again. "Two."

"Uuurrrggghghhh! Noooooo!" Annabelle screamed, staring at the horrible cat as it lashed into her soft mounds. "Noooo! Aaaaagghhh!"

"Three."

The blow concentrated the knots of the cat around her tight nipple, beating surging agony into her flesh, driving her wild with pain as she heaved on the table top. The thrust of her legs at each blow actually lifted them off the table, despite all that Lee could do. She screamed at her tormentors, her tits bouncing around in flaming pain.

"Yes, yes, I'll suck his cock!" she screamed, overwhelmed by the pain.

"That's good," Kirby said.

The cat stopped as Annabelle gave a last wail of pain and dropped to the table top, her body bathed in sweat. She stared at her tits, a crimson mass of whipped flesh, the points of the knots overlapping all over her swelling tit-mounds.

Lee moved, dragging her body with him. He pulled her to the curving end of the oval table, until he could drop to the floor and pull her head over the edge, still allowing her ass to stick over the end of the other side. He pushed harder on her ankles, forcing her feet below the level of the table top. Now his cock was pointing right at her mouth, the swollen cock-head touching her lips.

"Hold it and lick it," he said.

Trembling, her body burning with pain, Annabelle kept her hands on his cock and held the cock-head close to her lips. Then, for the first time in her life, she licked her tongue out and felt it run over the hard warm flesh.

"Not bad," Lee said with a horrible leer. He thrust his cock at Annabelle's mouth, running it between her lovely innocent lips. "Suck it! Just the top!"

Annabelle could hardly breathe she was so horrified. The idea of sucking a man's cock and having her mouth fill with that awful cum was almost more than she could stand. But, the alternative was the whip and the pain was worse than the humiliation. She let the cock-head move between her lips, sucking on it, feeling the hard, rubbery flesh throb over her tongue. It wasn't as bad as she'd expected. It tasted a little salty and there was a drop of strange juice oozing from the tiny slit at the very end, but it was easier than she'd expected. She closed her eyes and sucked on the hard monster as it slid, just an inch or so, in and out of her mouth.

"Okay, girls," Lee said. "I'm tired of holding this cunt's legs down, get me some rope and truss her up properly."

Annabelle shuddered as she felt the rope being put around her ankles. Lee leaned on them to get her heels as low as possible and the rope bit her flesh as he let go and her legs heaved back up. Hilary and Zoe were giggling as they tied the ropes around two of the table legs, leaving Annabelle even more helpless than before. The rope cut into her stockings and flesh, and her legs were straining, the muscles and tendons pulled to the limit.

"Don't stop, bitch," Lee said.

Annabelle sobbed, her throat contracting and heaving, but she had to obey. She let the cock slide into her mouth a little more, the huge round ball of Lee's cock-head moving casually over her lips. He seemed to be content to leave it there for the moment.

Then she felt Kirby's hands on her tap pants. He moved slowly, easing his hand in, caressing her flesh, reaching for her helpless pussy.

"You did say I must tear these off you, didn't you?" Kirby said with a chuckle.

Annabelle wept for her expensive underwear.

"Hold my cock, and work my balls," Lee said, leaning forward, sliding his hands over her whipped tits. The scrape of his hard hands on her red flesh made Annabelle cringe, but she did as she was told, running her hand over the long shaft of Lee's cock and trying to get up the courage to reach for his balls.

But all the time she was thinking about her precious pants. In a moment they would be ripped to shreds, and she would be utterly shamed. Her sobs became louder as Kirby's hands eased the silk underwear down, over her ass.

"I said caress my balls!" Lee snapped and his fingers tightened on her nipples.

Her head spun as the pain rushed from her tits. Lee was pinching her nipples viciously, twisting them, ripping at her sore flesh. She gurgled and moaned, her head spinning, but somehow she reached up, slid her hand inside the wide opening of Lee's pants, and took hold of the two balls in their hairy sac. Again, it wasn't as bad as she'd expected. The balls were heavy in her hand and the masculine odor that reached her nose was nowhere near as repulsive as she thought it would be. In fact, it sent tingles through her.

She felt Kirby's hands pulling at her pants. The waistband dug into the tops of her thighs as she lay there, sucking Lee's cock, almost the whole of the huge cock-head between her lips. Then Kirby started tearing at the legs. Her expensive tap pants ripped, tearing up one leg, almost to the elastic of the waist. Kirby slowly went back down to the other leg and started to rip that. He was taking his time, playing with her horror, driving her crazy.

She sobbed louder as the other leg of her undergarment tore up the leg, exposing the blonde curls of her pussy. As he reached the waistband, Kirby simply ripped the pants off, leaving Annabelle bent double across the oval end of the table, in nothing but her torn slip, the remains of her bra and her stockings.

Her horror grew as she felt Kirby's fingers probing at her pussy. She tried to think about something else, but Lee's cock thrust a little more into her mouth, and there was more of it to suck. Now the whole of the round, swollen cock-head was in and a little of the shaft too. Lee fucked his stiff prick in and out, slowly, enjoying every second of the helpless librarian's humiliation.