Mother gets a whipping

CHAPTER TWO

Lola struggled as Flint got up and came toward her. Yvette hung on his arm as he leaned over the trembling Lola.

"You like that, honey?" he asked, running his finger over the leather gag. "You like to watch me fuck your daughter? Just nod if you do."

Lola screamed, but nothing except a muffled whimper came out. Her struggles had made her skirt ride up even farther and her shapely thighs were showing.

"You wanna know why I'm marrying you?" he asked softly, running a finger over the gag, grinning at Lola's helplessness. "To get hold of Yvette. Yeah. You're a stuck-up bitch, don't want a cock anywhere near you, right?"

He chuckled and his hand slid over Lola's neck, heading for the open neck of her blouse. His hand stopped at the soft swell of Lola's cleavage. "Okay, Yvette," he said, "let's see how obedient you can be."

"Yes, darling, yes?" Yvette gasped.

She came forward, her eyes still a little red from crying.

"Show me her legs," Flint said.

Yvette leaned over her mother, her eyes flaring. "You bitch, Mom? You had to come home early, didn't you? Well, now you gotta take this, but you won't take me away from Flint, whatever you do, got that?"

Lola struggled, but the handcuffs held her captive, and again she only managed to add to the ache and throb in her wrists.

"You wanna see her legs, darling?" Yvette cooed as she straightened up and smoothed her long blonde hair down. She pouted at Flint and slid the hem of her slipup for him. "Mine are better. What the fuck do you want hers for?"

"DO as you're told!" Flint snapped.

"Yes, darling, yes!" Yvette turned back to her mother. She reached down and slowly begat to slide the hem of Lola's skirt up her thigh.

Lola screamed, trying to close her legs, trying to stop her daughter from doing this horrible despicable thing. Her skirt then went up, showing her thighs until her panties could be seen under her tights.

"Mmm, yeah! Fuck, she has got good legs," Flint said, standing over his fiancee and grinning wildly. "Now, show me her tits."

Lola went berserk, struggling helplessly. She could see Flint's cock getting harder, pointing right at her. She knew he was enjoying her helplessness, but she vowed to get her revenge.

Yvette reached for the neck of her blouse, and Lola screamed harder, throwing herself back, toppling the chair. She wailed as Flint gripped the chair in his enormously strong hand. He pushed it back upright and laughed.

"Okay, let's get her broken in a bit first. She don't really know what's happening, right?"

"Hey, darling, are you go ingto…" Yvette whispered, clutching him, sliding her stockinged leg up his.

"You got it," he said.

"Can I do it to her, everytime she gets your cock?" Yvette moaned, rasping her fingernails over his chest. [missing text] of the chair. He pulled the rope free and told Yvette to undo Lola's undies.

Lola screamed into the gag as Flint hauled her up until her arms were free.

Then he set her down on her feet and gripped her hair. "Walk up the stairs, bitch, I'll get real pissed if I have to carry you."

Lola was out of her mind with a fear and rage. He gripped her and pulled her to him, staring into her eyes as she breathed heavily.

"Last chance, bitch. Walk upstairs, or I'll whip the shit outa your ass before we even start!"

Lola knew he was just bluffing. She jerked her arm away, turning to run for the door.

He grabbed her before she'd taken one step. He threw her over his shoulder.

Lola struggled all the way up the stairs, pounding at his back with her handcuffed hands, but it didn't help. He ignored her, grunting once as she caught him solidly in the middle of the back. She looked up and saw Yvette coming up behind them, carrying the ropes that made Lola's stomach heave.

Flint carried her to her bedroom.

"Now, you nasty bitch!" Flint snapped, throwing Lola face-down on her bed.

She tried to jerk up, but Flint pinned her down. He straddled her, his full weight on her back as he leaned down and unzipped the handcuffs.

There wasn't any relief for Lola and, what was worse, she could see it all in the mirror. Flint was grinning, lashing the ropes around her wrists. She could feel his enormous hard cock pressing into her back. That made her feel sick, but soon she was gasping even harder as Yvette pulled one of the ropes out and wound it around the top post of the bed, pulling her arm out until it was pulled tight. Soon both of Lola's arms were pulled to the limit, stretched out toward the two posts at the head of the bed.

Lola burst into tears as Flint climbed off her. There were hands on her ankles, lashing ropes around them. Lola jerked up suddenly as her ankles were pulled out toward the foot of the bed. Her thighs were spread wide apart until the tendons on the insides of her thighs were aching with pain. She screamed again, then buried her face into the bedclothes and wept bitterly. She was utterly helpless, her arms and legs pulled out to the limit, her body open for anything Flint wanted to do.

"Well, that looks better," he commented. "Now, show me her ass, Yvette."

"Yes, darling," Yvette purred.

Lola wept and wailed as she felt her daughter pushing her skirt up over her ass, revealing the stretched curves of her legs, the tight material of her tights and her panties beneath.

"They've sot to go," Flint said.

"Oh, yes, darling, I'll do it!" Yvette exclaimed.

Lola trembled to think what Flint was talking about, and she risked a glance in the [missing text]. She wished she hadn't. She couldn't see what Yvette was doing, but she could see Flint's cock and it was even bigger than before, Lola was sure of that.

Then Lola felt something cold and metallic on her back. She lurched as Yvette used a pair of scissors on her tights. Lola screamed, fooling Yvette tearing at her tights. They began to rip easily as Yvette tore the tights away in great handfuls until she ripped off the last of them from Lola's ankles.

"Yeah!" Flint gasped. "You lied, honey, those legs are as good as yours. Fuck, where you think you got them, hey?"

"Oh, darling, come on, you know mine are better," Yvette whimpered, moving her hands over her thighs, spreading them, trying to turn Flint on.

"Get the rod," Flint said. He leaned over the weeping, struggling Lola and ran his hand over her lovely tight asscheeks. "You know, you're even better than I thought you were. Fuck, you got a body on you that would turn any man on."

Lola wept, her face buried in the bedcover. "Look at me, bitch! I wanna make sure you understand this!"

Lola kept her face down, her twat making the cover wet as she gasped for air.

Then she screamed as Flint grabbed a handful of her lovely dark-blonde hair. He hauled her head up until she was staring at him in the mirror.

"You gotta learn to obey, bitch!" he snapped, jerking her head hard. "I'm gonna whip this lovely little ass of yours. And Yvette's gonna be sucking my cock, if you wanna watch. Then I'm gonna take the gag off and ask you if you're gonna scream. You better give the right answer, okay?"

Lola didn't believe him, it was too terrible to think about. She lay there, weeping bitterly, out of her mind with fear.

She heard Yvette come back in, heard her daughter giggle. She felt Yvette pulling the sides of her panties into the crack of her ass, revealing the luscious globes as she jerked on the bed.

Lola was bent at the waist and her ass was sticking up, naked and ready. She risked another glance in the mirror.

What she saw froze her.

Flint was standing over her, a thin rod in his hand that was poised over her ass. And there, on her knees, was Yvette, her fingers running over Flint's massive cockshaft, her lips pouting and kissng at it.

Lola screamed into the gag, seeing the rod lash downward. She jerked on the bed as the thin rope whipped into her tight asscheeks. Her muscles went rigid as she writhed against the ropes that bound her to the bed.

He whipped her ass again, a little lower than the previous stroke, beating another thin red line of agony acres hr white face. Lola tossed like, a rag dolls he wbipped her ass a third time.

"Mmmmm, darling," Yvette crooned, sliding her lips over Flint's cockhoad as he lashed her mothers jerking ass again. "Do you want to shoot in my mouth, or wait?"

Flint gasped as he whipped the struggling, jerking Lola. His cock swelled in Yvette's sucking mouth, throbbing, as he lashed Lola with another vicious stroke.

"Bring me off, bitch!" he bellowed, lashing Lola's ass with all his force.

"Mmmmmm, wicked darling!" Yvette mowed, sliding her mouth deeper onto his cock, sucking gently on his massive cockhead, her fingers butterflying on his shaft. Yvette knew just how to play him, keeping her mouth moving slowly on his prick while she watched him lash her mother's ass.

"Yeahhh!" Flint yelled, giving Lola's red, whipped asscheeks a final stroke. "You got that, bitch?"

Lola sobbed, her jaw burning terribly and her flesh burning with pain.

"I asked you if you got that, you bitch!" Flint yelled. He whipped her ass again.

Lola jerked, nodding her head in desperation. "Good," Flint said with satisfaction. "Are you gonna scream when I take the gag off?"

Lola shook her head with equal desperation, staring into the mirror, watching her daughter slide her soft lips gently over Flint's cockhead.

"Good! 'Cause you get six of those if you do, got that?"

Lola nodded quickly.

"And they feel like this!" Flint yelled, whipping Lola's suffering ass.

Lola screamed, jerking in pain and horror as he lashed her ass six times. Her large, luscious tits pressed into the bed as she writhed to the searing agony bursting in her ass, surging all over her body. At the end of the six lashings, she was sobbing, her face back in the bed covers, her whole body aching with pain. He eased her mouth off his cock. "You're very obedient."

"Thank you, darling!" Yvette gasped, working her mouth back down his cock for a moment before she pulled away from his throbbing fucker.

"You think your mom will wanna suck this?"

Yvette giggled. "I bet I could make her."

She squeezed his cock, rubbing the swollen shaft gently.

"Oh yeah?" Flint said, squeezing her tits. "Yeah, I can wake her," Yvette replied. "SO, what do I get if [missing text]?"

"What do you want?"

"I wanna watch her get what I got, honey, how you broke me in!" Yvette hissed, then kissed his cock hard.

"You couldn't stop coming, you horny little cunt!" Flint gasped, his prick thrusting at her hand as she jacked it even harder.

"That's what I want!"

"Deal!" Flint pulled away from Yvette and went to the bed, climbing onto it and sitting, his back against the pillows, his legs over Lola's stretched arms. He gripped Lola's hair. "You gonna scream?"

Lola shuddered. Her ass burned, her whole body ached, and Flint's enormous fucker was just inches away from her face. She shook her head as hard as Flint's grip would allow.

"Yeah, good! I'm gonna take the gag off. You scream, bitch, and you'll be so sore you won't believe it. Got that?"

Lola nodded and, to her incredible relief, he pulled at the straps holding the gag, freeing her mouth. She gasped, breathing freely, her face wet with sweat, the smell of the leather still in her nostrils.

Flint chuckled and held his massive cock. His grip on Lola's hair tightened as he ran the swollen tip of his prick over her face.

Lola gave a shuddering moan. She wanted to scream so badly, but the thought of the consequences stopped her. The massive head of Flint's cock slid over her cheek, then over her tightly closed lips. She gagged, almost throwing up on her precious sheets.

"You're gonna suck me off, bitch!" Flint growled, sliding his cockhead over Lola's lips.

Lola tried to twist away, but Flint's cock slid easily against her face, lubricated by the sweat and the horrible fluid leaking from the tiny slit at the top of his cock.

"Don't you wanna suck my cock?" Flint teased, running his prick over Lola's cheeks.

"Please, Flint, please!" Lola gasped, keeping her lips away from his cock. "I-I can't do hat! I'll die! It's horrible, perverted! Please, I won't tell anybody about the beating, really I won't!"

She moaned as his cock slid back over her mouth and she had to close it rapidly.

"Look in the mirror, honey." Flint twisted Lola's hair.

Lola's head was jerked up and she saw Yvette, standing there, caressing the terrible rod that Flint had whipped her ass with.

"No!" Lola gasped, her voice hoarse with terror. "She wouldn't!"

"Wouldn't I, Mommy?" Yvette giggled, sliding the whip-tip over the aching cheeks of Lola's ass. "I do what Flint says and he says whip your ass until you suck his cock!"

She ran the tip of the rod down between Lola's spread legs, rubbing it softly, caressing Lola's pussy with it.

Lola shuddered. She gasped as Yvette continued the slow rubbing, running the head of the rod over her pussy. Lola wanted to scream as she felt the touch of the whip on her sensitive clit bud. Terror mid fear shuddered through her, but the touch of the whip also brought a strange feeling she had never felt before. Her pussy trembled and shivers of a deep dark passion pulsed in her pussy.

"You gonna suck my cock, bitch?" Flint asked, slapping her across the cheek with his rock-hard cock.

Lola hissed as the hard flesh of his cock beat at her face. His prick was so hard and heavy that it felt like a club hitting her.

"Suck it, bitch!"

"No, no! Not that! Never?" Lola wailed, her voice rising in anger and tenor.

"Suck it!" Flint said softly, gripping her hair harder.

"No!" Lola gasped.

Suddenly the rod lashed her ass, and she jerked, screaming, as the agony rushed out of her whipped flesh. She gasped, jerking around, trying to see Yvette.

"I'll kill you if you do that again!"

"Oh, Mommy, how macho!" Yvette giggled and whipped her mother hard, lashing Lola's ass.

"Aagghh!" Lola screamed, as Flint's cock pushed at her mouth. "No, no, please, Flint! Not that! You can have me if you want, but not like this, not – Aagghh!"

She writhed as Yvette whipped her aching, throbbing ass.

"I'll have you any way I want, whore!" Flint snarled, pushing his cock at Lola's mouth.

"No! Please?" Lola wailed, tossing on the bed, her blouse becoming damp with the sweat of her pain and fear. "No, please, Flint, not – aaaggghhh!"

She jerked and screamed as another lashing stroke whipped into her ass.

Yvette whipped her mother again, giggling, as she slid her fingers under the hem of her slip, rubbing her sopping wet pussy as she whipped Lola's crimson ass.

"Ooohh, Mommy, I'm gonna whip your ass because you're sucking my man's cock, you bitch!" she giggled and lashed hard. "So start now, Mommy, it'll hurt less!"

She laughed, moaning with lust as she rubbed her hot little cunt. Her fingers slipped and rolled on her freely flowing pussy juices and the thick gobs of Flint's cum cream that oozed out of her spasming fuck channel.

Yvette lashed her ass and Lola knew she'd have to surrender to this terrible depravity. Agony soared through her, intensifying with each stroke. She couldn't take much more, but she still had no idea how she could put her mouth around a cock, particularly one as big as Flint's.

Lola moaned with pain, then began running her lips over the massive pole of his cockflesh, shuddering with horror.

"Yeah, come on, bitch! Suck it like it's our wedding night!" Flint chuckled nastily.

Yvette whipped her aching ass. Lola clamped her eyes shut and parted her lips. Her mouth moved over his thick fuck-pole.

"Yeahhhhh!" Flint watched Lola's lips part and his cockhead push at her front teeth. "Come on, whore? Suck it! Take it all in!"

Lola sobbed, jerking under another assault from the thin rod.

Flint pushed and her jaws widened to allowing his cockhead to push into her mouth. She tasted the juice running from his prick-slit. It was a little salty and sticky. She gagged, but managed to hold the vomit down.

"Wider!" Flint growled, gripping Lola's hair hard. He hunched his ass up off the bed and his cock pushed at Lola's sobbing mouth.

Agony surged over her as Lola opened her mouth. There was nothing else she could do. She gagged as Flint pulled his enormous thick cock in, running it right in until it filled her mouth and the tip thrust at the back of her throat.

"Yeah, not bad!" he growled, fucking harder, pushing his cockhead at Lola's throat. "Come on, open wide for hubby, bitch!"

Lola screwed around the thick fuckmeat filling her mouth as the rod lashed her ass, proving that Yvette hadn't been lying – she was going to whip her as long as she sucked Flint's cock. Her muffled screams rushed out as Flint pushed his prick at her throat. Her throat spumed and throbbed, and she knew she would throw up if he pushed his horrible cock any deeper. Her mouth was full, crammed with Flint's cock, yet he wanted to get more.

"Come on, bitch, think of sucking my cock on our wedding night! Going down on me to please me!" Flint thrust harder. "You're gonna take it all in, bitch! Ram your lips right down until my fucking cock-hair tickles your nose. Now, do it!"

Lola's throat spasmed. She knew she was going to die. If he pushed it any further, she'd choke!

Yvette whipped her ass. Flint heaved up off the bed. Lola gagged and gasped, her throat spasming as another inch of Flint's cock pushed in. Just as her stomach heaved, Yvette whipped her ass and the pain sent the bile back.

Flint pulled his cockhead back until he was running it over Lola's trembling ups. "Yeah, you'll do it, but we'll have to use a bit more persuasion!"

"Oh, please, Flint! Please!" Lola wept. "Don't hurt me anymore, please! I did what you wanted!"

Her lovely dark-blonde hair was all over her face. Her blouse was opened enough for Flint to see her bra, and her little skirt was up over her ass, showing the whole expanse of her whipped flesh to his sadistic eyes.

Flint chuckled. "You didn't do what I wanted. You gotta learn to take my cock right in, honey, right into your throat. Yvette can do it, you want her to show you again?"

"No, no, you beast! I can't do that!" Lola wept, struggling on the ropes, rocking the bed with the force of her struggles.

"You will," he said, stroking his massive fucker across her mouth, teasing her with it. He laughed. "Hey, Yvette, gimme some clips."

Just for fun he smacked Lola across the face with his cock again.

Lola shuddered, gasping at the sharp pain in her cheek. She heard Yvette giggle and wondered what terror awaited her.

The bed bounced as Yvette climbed up on it and leaned over, her hand pressing into her mother's back.

"Here," she said, giving Flint two small paperclips, the ones with enormously strong metal jaws.

"What are you going to do!" Lola screeched, staring in horror at the clips.

"Well, we can put them here, Mommy," Yvette said brightly, taking one of the clips and sliding the jaws over the soft inner flesh of Lola's arm. "They hurt a bit."

Lola screamed as the metal jaws clamped down on her arm, the pain rushing over her.

"No! Stop!" Lola wailed, trying to shake the clip off.

"Oh, Mommy, you think that hurts." Yvette giggled and took the clip off. "You wanna feel what they're like when they're on your nipples?"

"What!" Lola screamed, gasping, pulling at the ropes, her mind swirling at the horror.

"Yeah, on your nipples." Yvette grinned. She leaned over and took hold of Flint's massive fucker, rubbing it on her mother's mouth as she turned and knelt by him. "You wanna see, Mommy?"

"No, stop! This… this is disgusting! I'll have you both after this!" Lola wailed, her eyes fixed on the clip.

"Come on, Mommy, let me show [missing text]," Yvette purred, easing the top of her little red slip down. She leaned back against the back of the bed and spread her thighs wantonly, sliding a hand over the front of her slip, rubbing her pussy through the semi-transparent material.

"No, no! Not that, no!" Lola sobbed, breaking down in front of her daughter. "I'll try to take it again, I will, just let me try!"

"Say it! Say you'll try to suck my gorgeous cock right down your throat!" Flint demanded, rubbing his swollen cockhead over Lola's lips. Lola shuddered, but she could see Yvette, leaning back, the clip in her hand, playing the open jaws over her own tight little nipple. She knew that the two of them would stop at nothing and something inside her crumbled.

"All right. I want to suck your gorgeous cock right down my throat!" Lola wept.

"Okay, try," Flint suggested, pushing his prick-head at her mouth. Lola did her best, but she had never sucked a cock. She felt Flint's prickhead push to the entrance of her throat and the tensed, knowing she was going to fail.

"Take it in!" Flint growled, holding his cock and gripping Lola's dark-blonde hair.

Lola moaned. For a second her throat and opened his enormous prick pushed in. Almost instantly she gagged, her throat constricting, her head jerking up as she almost vomited.

"To ugh shit, baby," Flint said, letting his throbbing fiancee pull her mouth off his cock. "You're gonna need a lot of pain to get it tight."

"No, please, no!" Lola moaned. "Let me try again!"

Her ass still burned with such pain that she would have tried all night to get Flint's cock in her throat to avoid more whipping.

"Look, Mommy, you gotta see how it's done." Yvette giggled. "Gimme the other clip, darling."

Flint grinned and gave his slut the second papercip. He kept one hand on Lola's hair and the other on his cock, rubbing his thick prickhead slowly over Lola's lips, enjoying every moment of her degradation.

"You see, Mommy, you do it like this." Yvette slid the clip over her nipple.

She held it there for a second, moaning in expectation. Then she let go of the clip. She lurched as the paperclip clamped hard on her nipple, squashing it almost flat. She began rubbing her pussy hard. With her fingers blurring on her clit, she took the other clip and slid it to her other soft, swelling tit.

Yvette gasped and came, shuddering, as the spasms of lust poured out of her pussy. She let the clamps snap onto her second nipple, her fingers digging at her cunt.

"Aagghh!" Yvette jerked in pain and lust. Slowly leaning back against the top of the bed, the clips swinging from her nipples. She gasped and rubbed her tits, moaning a little.

"Good girl!" Flint growled, rubbing his cock over Lola's lips.

"Now I'll show you how to take a cock, Mommy!" Yvette gasped, kneeling over Flint's prick. "Watch this!"

"Oh, no!," Lola whispered.

She had seen Yvette sucking Flint's cock before, but she had been too disgusted to really watch. Now she was trapped, Flint's fist twisting in her hair, her head pulled up. She closed her eyes as Yvette's soft lips ran over Flint's cockhead.

Flint slapped her hard across the face. "Watch it, bitch! Or I'll get Yvette to whip the fuck outta your ass while she's still got the clips on. That makes her meaner than hell!"

"Damn right, daring!" Yvette whispered, holding his cock, running her soft lips over his throbbing prickflesh. "You better watch the artist at work, Mommy. I'll suck him off, then whip your ass until he's hard again."

Yvette giggled and pulled at the clips on her nipples, moaning, as she moved her mouth down over the massive head of Flint's fucker.

Lola watched in rising horror, seeing in terrible close-up detail exactly how her daughter sucked cock.

Yvette held the clips on her nipples, twisting them, pulling at her tits as she worked her mouth down Flint's massive prick. He held his cock for her, his eyes alight with lust as Yvette swallowed his fuck-rod an inch at a time.

"Oh, God!" Lola moaned, watching as Yvette's throat started to bulge with the enormous thickness of the cockhead pushing into it.

Yvette's moans got louder. Her head started to pump up and down as she worked her way down the last inches of his ten-inch fuck-rod.

"Fuck, this chick can't do nothin' without coming!" Flint gasped, heaving upon the bed. "Jesus, don't bring me off, bitch! I wanna shoot in your mommy's mouth! Yeaaaah!"

He laughed and let goof his prick as Yvette's mouth plunged down on the last inch and swallowed all of his fuck rod, taking it right in, her lips rubbing in his cockhair, her fingers twisting the clips on her nipples.

"Fuuuuuck!" Flint gasped and lay back, staring at Yvette's mouth as she moved up and down on his cock. "Jesus! She was born to fuck, you know tat?"

He slapped Lola across the face to make his point.

"Wake up, bitch! Can you see what she's doing?"

"Yes, yes!" Lola wailed, her cheeks stinging from the blow.

"Yeah, but you don't know what she's really doin', do you?"

"No, I-I don't really know?" Lola sobbed, trying to save herself from another slap.

"She's opened her throat. She can suck me like this for hours and not make me come, you see that?"

"Yes, yes, I see it!" Lola trembled in a combination of shame and terror as she saw her daughter's soft mouth moving up and down on Flint's fucker.

Yvette was swallowing his cock effortlessly, her throat bulging, then working up the length of his fuck-rod until her lips sucked at his cockhead, lines of saliva running down his cockshaft. Then she'd plunged down again, taking the whole length of the massive cock-rod, still working the clamps on her nipples. Yvette's gurgles and moans of lust burst out from around Flint's cock, and it was obvious to Lola that her daughter was coming in constant spasms, caused by the incessant pain and the feel of Flint's fucker in her throat.

"I tell you!" Flint gasped. "She can make me come in seconds if she wants! Obhh, fuck, she's a genius! So, bitch, what's it worth?"

"What's what worth?" Lola wailed, trying not to watch her daughter sucking Flint's cock.

"You gotta suck me off, bitch. If Yvette does it now, well, fuck, you gotta get me hard again and all that. Fuck, it might take hours! And shit, you're gonna be real sore at the end of it!" Flint grinned and slid his free hand over Yvette's back, down toward the crack of her ass. "I just gotta touch this bitch's pussy or ass right now and she'll go outa her mind. Then she goes crazy, fuckin' crazy."

"What do you want?" Lola wept.

"Honey, you've got to suck me off."

Yvette gurgled, easing her mouth up his cock until her lips were around his cockhead again, her mouth drooling over his flesh.

"I gotta have my pussy and ass sucked if I don't get to suck you off now, darling, I'm so fuckin' hot!" Yvette wailed. "She's gotta suck me, or else?"

She moaned, her mouth going crazy over Flint's cockhead, her lips pouting and sucking, her tongue flicking out over his flesh, her saliva streaming down his shaft. Her fingers pulled at the clamps, rolling her nipples.

Lola was too shocked to think for a moment. She shuddered at the thought of doing anything so disgusting as sucking her daughter's pussy. Her head spun. "No, no, that's impossible! You perverts!"

"Oh, God, darling, bring me off!" Yvette screwed, plunging her mouth down the length of Flint's swollen fuck-rod. Her tits bulged and she screamed around his fuck-meat, her body pulsating with passion.

"Yeah, bitch! You get to do this later!" Flint roared, gripping Lola's hair.

He spanked Yvette hard with his other hand, then slid it into the crack of her ass, working her asshole and pussy, rubbing the little slut's twin holes as she spasmed and came harder and harder. He leaned back as Yvette's mouth spas med around his cockhead, urging the cum from his balls. Jizz surged up his cockshaft, heading right for Yvette's throat.

"No, no, please!" Lola screamed, staring, as she watched her daughter pulling at the nipple clips, working her tits over as her throat sucked and spumed at the enormous fuck rod buried within it. She watched Flint thrusting up, his cock swelling and jumping as the jizz rushed up it.

Then Lola saw Yvette jerk and scream in ecstasy easing back as her mouth was filled with Flint's cum.

Yvette's head pumped up and down, working the shaft and her own tits, taking the rushing spunk, filling her mouth with it. Flint roared, spanked his little slave again, as her mouth was filled with his cum.

"Yeah, yeah!" Flint bellowed, his cock jerking as it shot streams of hot fuck juice into Yvette's mouth. He spanked her, then rolled her clit in his fingers.

Yvette moaned with ecstasy, then her mouth was back on his cock.

Lola wept, her head still pulled up in Flint's fran grasp. Not a drop of Flint's cum had escaped Yvette's sucking mouth. The disgusting white gao was pouring out of Flint's cock-slit and her daughter was moaning with pleasure. Yvette's cheeks were full of the stuff, Lola could see that. She sobbed with horror.

"Ohhh, yeauu!" Flint fell back against the headboard, gasping with pleasure as Yvette continued her slow sucking, moving her mouth over his cockhead.

She had taken her fingers off the clips and was holding his cock, concentrating on sucking the last of his cum. Moans continued to emerge from around Flint's enormous and still-stiff cock.

"Fuck, honey, that was the greatest!" he gasped.

Yvette giggled and slowly eased her mouth off his cock, grinning at him.

Lola shuddered, seeing that her daughter's mouth was still full of cum. She hadn't swallowed any of it. Yvette laughed, opening her mouth wider, showing the strings of spunk cm her teeth and tongue and lips. Then, still grinning wildly, Yvette moved closer, nearing Lola's face.

"No!" Lola screamed. She tried to pull away, but Flint had her hair and she couldn't move more than an inch or so. "No, not that! No, you couldn't, no!"

But Yvette's lips were on her cheek, leaving a smear of cum as they dragged over her skin. Lola screamed again, but the horrible sticky stuff was smeared over her nose to her other cheek. Lola knew she was going to be sick, particularly when Yvette giggled and ran her tongue over her cheek.

Yvette moved lower, across Lola's jaw and then up.

Lola struggled, but Flint gripped her hair with two hands and there was nothing she could do to stop Yvette's mouth from meeting hers.

Lola tried to scream, but cum was gushing into her mouth as Yvette kissed her. She clamped her jaws closed, but Yvette pulled away and took one of the clips off her nipple.

"Open up, or get this, Mommy!" she snarled, cum dribbling from her lips. She didn't wait for a reply. She pushed her mouth back down on Lola's.

Lola resisted. There was no way she was going to open her mouth. With cum running on her lips, her jaw still remained resolutely closed.

Before she knew what was happening, Yvette pushed down into the top of her blouse and a sudden, frightful pain gripped her left tit, just where it swelled out of her bra. Lola screamed, her mouth opening.

In an instant Yvette spat thick gobs of cum into her mother's mouth.

"Yeah, take it, bitch!" she yelled, spitting out more cum as Lola jerked in agony, her tits burning, her arms struggling against the ropes.

Yvette laughed and pulled the clip off Lola's tit, kissing Lola's cheek and neck, pushing out the last of the cum with her tongue, smearing it all over her mother's face.

Lola sobbed. Suddenly Flint gripped her chin. "Swallow it bitch! You gotta lot of that stuff to swallow, so get used to it!"

He pinched Lola's chin as the helpless mother sobbed. The stinking, sticky stuff stuck to her teeth and tongue, then with a sob of submission, she swallowed. It took her several tries, but she got the thick gobs down, her saliva cleaning her mouth slowly. But nothing could cleanse her mouth of that sticky, salty taste. It was horrible.

"Yeah!" Flint crowed. "Now, how about you getting up and stripping for me? I ain't even seen your body yet."

"No, please, don't make me do that!" Lola wept, staring at his cock.

His prick had gone down a bit after he'd shot in Yvette's mouth, but it was already surging up again.

"Listen, bitch, I'm getting pissed off!" Flint snarled, slapping Lola hard across the face. "You can get up and strip, or get your was whipped until I say my cock's hard enough to fuck you! Or until Yvette says it is, and you know how she loves to whip ass!"

"All right, I'll do it!" Lola babbled.

"Say it nicely, Mommy," Yvette purred, running her mouth over Lola's check, kissing her. "Tell us how much you wanna strip and how much you wanna be fucked by Flint's lovely cock. Come on, Mommy, get me jealous!"

Yvette held up one of the little paperclips and Lola almost fainted.

"All right, please let me strip for you! Please, I want to be fucked by Flint's lovely cock so much, please!"

Lola broke into sobs of shame.

When she was standing again, her ass, wrists and legs ached. She wiped her face with the sleeve of her blouse, but the cum seemed to be rubbed in rather than coming off.

Flint lay back on the bed, stroking a thin cane, the long-tailed whip beside him. Yvette was leaning back with him, playing with his cock, stroking his almost-hard prick. Her nipples were red and swollen, and she rubbed them occasionally, giving a low moan of satisfaction.

"Oct on with it, slowly, get me excited," Flint said.

With her fingers trembling uncontrollably, Lola unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. She unbuttoned the next one, and her blouse opened, showing the join of her white bra.

Yvette rubbed Flint's cock, grinning at her mother.

"Look, Mom," she giggled as Lola undid the next blouse button. "He's getting turned on already. I think he wants to fuck you."

Yvette leaned over, kissing the tip of Flint's prick.

Lola sobbed quietly as she undid the last button of her blouse and pulled it out of the waistband of her skirt. Flint was staring at her, his cock swelling even harder in Yvette's skillful hands.

"Take it off."

Lola slid the blouse down her arms and let it fall.

"No!" Flint snapped as she reached for the bra clasp. "Take the skirt off first."

Lola shuddered, then unzipped her skirt. She opened her belt and pushed the little pleated skirt down over her hips, revealing her panties. She stepped out of the skirt and put it over a chair.

"Come here," Flint said, lust surging in his voice.

Lola walked over, her legs feeling unsteady. "Bend over here!" Flint snarled, his cock throbbing in Yvette's hands.

He pointed to the side of the bed and Lola moaned, but she did as she was told, bending over until her tits were close to him. It was an awkwurd position, her back hurt, but she knew better than to complain.

"Take it off." Flint ran his hands over the outside of her bra, feeling her thrusting tits through the lacy material. "Yeah!"

Lola unzipped her bra and let the cups fall away from her tits.

"Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed, moving his hands over Lola's thrusting mounds. "These were worth waiting for. Fuck, I'da shot in my pants if I'd seen these, right, bitch?"

He grinned at Yvette who giggled and slid her mouth over his cock, kissing and licking at it.

Flint played with Lola's tits, squeezing them as his helpless fiancee sobbed, tears running down her lovely face. "How about you take your panties off and get onto my great big dick?"

Lola broke out into a sweat as she realized she would have to fuck Flint. And with her daughter watching. The thought of that massive cock up her tiny pussy made her cringe. Then she saw the whips.

"Yes, yes, I'll do it!" she whispered. "Nah, come on!" Flint twisted Lola's nipples. "Let's have a bit more enthusiasm, you bitch!"

He twisted Lola's nipples harder, his fingers clamping on them until pain pulsed through her tits. The pain got worse, surging into her guts.

"Yes, please, darling! I want to fuck your cock!"

"He's my darling, you cunt, Mommy!" Yvette screamed. "You call him master!" Flint said. He twisted Lola's nipples until she wailed in pain. "So, let's try that again."

"Please, please!" Lola choked. "Please, Master, can I fuck your cock?"

Her tits were aching from Flint's brutal hands.

"Better," he said, giving her tits a final twist. "Okay, fuck-meat, get on it and put it right up your tight little cunt!"