Mark Carver - Ravaged music teacher

She got up and clutched his throbbing prick in her hot first. Jerking it gently, she rubbed it to her soft belly, feeling his sticky jism oozing out onto her flesh. She rubbed her naked tits against his chest at the same time.

"Don't hurt her, Daddy," she whispered. "Why don't you leave her alone? If you do, I'll be good to you, every night. When Mommy's asleep, I'll be waiting for you in my bed, okay?"

"You'll be waiting anyway," rasped Buzz. "Don't worry, baby girl, I won't hurt her. I just want to scare her so she won't pull that kinky stuff again, see?"

Sylvia wisely refrained from pointing out that she'd just pulled that kinky stuff at his command, and that it had excited her father to the point of savagely fucking the brunette while she was going down on Sylvia.

Julie came back to the bedroom, her face scrubbed clean, Buzz saw with satisfaction. "Get on the bed on your belly," Buzz ordered. "Spread out your arms and legs. You're gonna get crucified," he chuckled.

Julie did exactly as she was told, trembling as Buzz used the silk scarves to bind her wrists and ankles tightly. Julie was frightened, but she knew there was justice in the wind.

She'd made a hasty phone call while she was supposed to be washing her face.

The brunette had too much fighting spirit to take her brutal rape lying down. Using the phone extension in the kitchen, Julie dialed Sylvia's home phone number with trembling fingers. On the third ring a woman's voice answered, "Mrs. Watkins here."

"Listen," Julie whispered hoarsely, "your husband and daughter are having an orgy with me. My address is 121 Sutton Drive, Apartment 3. I'll leave the door unlocked. Hurry!"

She hung up the phone and quickly padded to her front door, which she unbolted. Then Julie came striding back into the bedroom, quiet satisfaction humming in her blood.

No matter what the crazy bastard did to her now, he was going to have some very heavy explaining to do. To his own wife. And whatever else happened, Julie would be off the hook long enough to pack her clothes and run. Because the meanest cop in town was going to be very busy explaining what he was doing with his naked daughter and another sexy woman, who was tied down on her own bed.

The scarves were tied so tightly to her wrists and ankles that the trembling brunette gritted her teeth. She twisted her head to see him grimly unsnapping his holster and removing his thick belt from his pants. Julie took a series of deep breaths to brace herself. Now it all depended on how long it took for Buzz's wife to get over here. If she came.

Of course she'd come! Julie thought frantically. No woman in the world would ignore a phone call like that. The beautiful part of it was that Sylvia was off the hook, too. A schoolgirl her age wouldn't be responsible for a lewd orgy like this. Even the truth sounded ridiculous!

To distract her from the torment that was coming, Julie imagined Buzz trying to explain the situation. His daughter confessed that she'd had sex with her music teacher. As a result, Buzz, an officer of the law, took his daughter to the offender's apartment, where he had both women strip and recreate the crime! He then proceeded to brutally screw the offender, after she'd eaten his daughter's pussy again.

The dumbest woman in the world wouldn't buy that one.

Buzz, keeping his burning gaze on the naked brunette's creamy ass and long legs, wrapped the belt buckle around his fist, leaving a long leather tail. Sylvia watched with wide-eyed fright as her father approached the bed. Instead of lashing out with the belt on Julie's helpless ass, Buzz surprised them both.

He climbed up to the head of the bed, placing his back to the wall. He placed a foot on each side of Julie's ribs, with his knees drawn up and his enormous red hard-on looming directly in front of Julie's face.

He gripped her long hair and jerked her head up sharply, so that she faced his prick. "Now listen, you pussy-freak, we're gonna play a game," Buzz said. "I wanna see if you're as nice to a big cock as you are to a hot little pussy. You're gonna suck me off, lady – use those hot lips as if your life depended on it. Every time you disappoint me, you're gonna get one of these."

He suddenly brought the leather belt down over her naked ass-cheeks in a sharp, stinging blow. Julie yelped and her ass quivered madly, turning red.

"Ready?" Buzz asked. His eyes were on her sultry lips, wet and parted. Julie seized his long prick in her fiery mouth. She started her blow-job with fierce suction, cutting out all the fancy frills.

"Jesus!" Buzz exclaimed. After Linda, even after Sylvia, the feverish brunette's boiling mouth was like wildfire on his cock. She knew how to use her slithering tongue, too, churning it around his knob to make him gasp with intense pleasure.

She was trying to suck up his load as quickly as possible to avoid prolonged punishment. Buzz had come so many times tonight, between the salesman's lewdly hot wife, his own feverish daughter and, finally, up Julie's silken, wild cunt, that he figured he could hold out for at least fifteen minutes.

Not from the way she was whipping her juicy mouth right now, he wouldn't. No wonder Sylvia went crazy with delight! Her tight, luscious lips sent mad tingles through his prick.

She wasn't disappointing him in the slightest, but just to prove how mean he was, Buzz brought the belt down savagely on her naked ass. The brunette moaned painfully, but kept right on sucking his cock with furious lust.

Julie was growing profoundly excited, not only from the searing mass of cock ramming her mouth, but from the stinging pain on her ass-flesh. Julie adored beautiful asses on girls, and she loved to spank them before kissing and sucking on the hot flesh.

But she was getting a harsh taste of her own medicine, and to her astonishment she liked it! She even began to like the feel of being helplessly tied down, of feeling weak and humble beneath the cop's brutish prick.

But Christ, would he ever come? She sucked with all her wanton power on his burning cock, wishing she had at least one hand free to jerk it as well. A few drops of jism seeped into her eager mouth, and Julie moaned hotly and worked her lips faster, craving his whole load. Standing at the foot of the bed, Sylvia watched with heaving tits and wide eyes. Poor Julie! For a minute she hesitated to interfere. Then she decided to hell with her father, she couldn't stand to see the lush brunette suffer so horribly.

Sylvia sat on the bed, beside Julie's tits. She kept a cautious distance from the flailing belt. She slid her hand underneath the bound teacher's body, down to her throbbing wet cunt. The blonde slipped a finger into her juicy cunt and began lewdly finger-fucking Julie, making her shudder wildly. At least if she came, it would help take her mind off her torment.

But Julie was enjoying her punishment immensely, although she didn't know why. Possibly it was because Buzz's massive hard-on ramming her mouth held the lusty promise of a wild load of jism, and the sensuous brunette loved thick, creamy cum almost as much as she loved sweet cunt honey. Julie was crazy about oral sex – with both sexes.

Being tied down aroused her wildly, too. She was growing a little weary of constantly manipulating and dominating innocent boys and girls, always secretly anxious about being caught. She'd finally been caught, and there was a deep relief from the endless tension. Now someone was totally dominating her, and she was beginning to crave it.

Every time the thick leather belt tore down on her tender ass, Julie felt a strange bliss mingle with her white-hot pain. She'd always associated spanking with sex, because she loved sexy hot asses. What the brutal cop was doing to her was wilder than any spanking, but there was a delicious thrill to her punishment, an eerie ecstasy beneath the pain.