Tortured sisters

CHAPTER FOUR

Taking Amanda with him, leading her by the collar around her neck, Jack went over to the wall and slowly walked along the array of whips and chains.

"What do you think?" he said. "We've really got to teach your sister some manners."

"Oh please, let us go!" Amanda begged, her blonde hair falling across her face. "You can fuck me again if you like, but please let us go!"

Jack just laughed and took down a cat with its knotted leather ends.

"Bend over," he said, pointing to the sofa.

"Oh, please…"

"Bend over if you don't want a full dose of it!" snapped Jack, and Amanda stifled a sob. Her tits were still burned from the whip, but she knew it would be worse if she refused. Slowly she bent over the back of the sofa, her tight black panties outlining every curve of her ass. Her black stockinged legs strained as she held onto the pillows and gasped in fear and agony.

"Ohhhh, no, please, I've done all you – aaagggghhh!" Her legs kicked up at the dreadful lash of the knotted whip.

"Did that hurt more than the cane?" Jack asked, whipping it into Amanda's heaving ass again.

"Aaaggghhh! I don't know, I don't know!" Amanda sobbed. "Please, please, uuurrgghh!"

She almost fell off the sofa, but pulled herself back in place as Jack yanked on the chain. Her ass burned with terrible agony as the knots of leather bit into her skin, driving deep spears of pain into her body.

"I've got to know, you silly little slut!" Jack said, laying the whip into her again.

"Yes, yes, it hurts more!" Amanda babbled as the whip crashed across her tight ass-cheeks again. "It does, it really does!"

"Oh good, then we'll try this on your sister," Jack said. "Now get up!"

Sobbing and clutching her whipped ass, Amanda got off, the back of the sofa and straightened up. She rubbed her flaming flesh as she stared at her tormentor.

"Now," said Jack, "what else?"

He was just turning back to the wall when the phone rang.

"Hi," he said, grinning as he pulled Amanda around to face him and pushed her back to her knees. "No, it's fine."

"Help!" Sammy screamed.

"Silly cunt's just screaming for help," said Jack. "Yeah, they would talk to you, but they're all tied up right now."

He laughed and put the receiver down. "Come on, you!" he snapped and hauled Amanda up and almost threw her toward the door.

As he passed Sammy, hanging in the frame, he ran his hand over her tits. She moaned and tried to pull away.

"Stupid shit-faced cunt!" he said. "That's something else to see you about."

Sammy hung her head and wept. Her arms were painfully stretched and her whole body ached with the reminder of the whipping she had been given. She listened as Jack and Amanda went up the stairs and across the hall to the front door. Then she heard Amanda give a low scream of fear and her sobbing kept up all the way back into the room.

Sammy shivered. She lifted her head and saw them come back in. Then she screamed.

With Jack and Amanda was the man they had tortured all those weeks before and who had escaped. She seemed to remember that his name was Ken. Now she knew what had happened. They had been set up. And after what they had done to Ken, she knew she couldn't expect any mercy.

"Well," said Ken with a great big satisfied grin on his face. "Lookee at that, all trussed up and ready to party. Hot time in the old dungeon tonight!"

He tossed a heavy bag onto the sofa and walked over to Sammy as she struggled and wept.

"How's it goin', bitch?" he asked, running his hand up the inside of her thigh, over her stocking top and over the thin silk of her panties. "Fuck, she looks good!"

"She won't do a thing," said Jack, "not even to save her sister from getting whipped."

"Well, is that so?" said Ken, turning and gazing deep into Sammy's eyes. He ran his hand over her tits as she moaned and tossed against the bonds.

Sammy didn't know why they had taken him in the first place. He wasn't the wimp type, with his broad shoulders, strong legs and dark, good looking face. She also remembered that he had the biggest cock either of the girls had ever seen. They had never managed to get it hard, but she could see that it was hard now as it thrust against the front of his jeans. It looked as if it was going to be easily as big as Jack's stiff fuckrod, and the thought of getting raped by either of those monsters made Sammy gasp in fear.

"Okay," said Ken, "I've waited a long time for this. You fucked either of them yet, Jack?"

"Just a blow-job from this one," said Jack, pulling on Amanda's chin. "She'll do anything to avoid a whipping, so she shouldn't be too hard to train, but she can't take more than a few inches, gags like crazy."

"Oh, we'll see to that," Ken said and grinned. He went over to the sofa and picked up his bag. "Just a few things I thought we'd need that you don't have."

"Oh God!" Sammy moaned as she saw him take out a pair of metal paper clips from the bag.

Smiling, Ken walked over to Sammy and ran the closed jaws of the paper clip over her shrinking flesh.

"Shit, kid," he said, and Sammy saw that he was breathing heavily as he stared at her swelling tits. "You're gonna get back everything, you hear, everything. And you're gonna give in, you're gonna do anything I tell you to do by the end, you and your fuckin' sister. Got that?"

"I won't, I won't, ooohhhh no, no!" Sammy stared in horror as Ken pulled the jaws of the clip open and ran them over the flesh of her wonderful tits.

"What? I thought you liked pain," murmured Ken. "Or do you just like handing it out? Can't take it, huh?"

The open jaws of the paper clip roved around Sammy's helpless nipple while she struggled and broke into a cold sweat at the hard contact of the metal.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, honest I didn't!" Sammy moaned as the clip moved slowly over her flesh. "I'll make it up to you, I'll buy hookers for you, as many as you – aarrgghhhh!"

Her body heaved upward, shaking out of control as the clip snapped shut over the flesh of her right nipple. She shuddered as she fell, sweat running down her back.

"Doesn't it feel great?" asked Ken as he opened the jaws of the other clip, moving it in the same slow, deadly fashion over Sammy's left tit. "Ohhhh, can't you just feel it now?"

"Ohhhh, please!" Sammy wailed, her eyes glazed in pain as she looked at the clip. "I'll give you anything if you'll stop!"

Ken laughed and let the jaws of the clip slide over Sammy's other nipple. "Lying bitch! YOU wouldn't beg me to fuck you, would you?"

"Ohhhh, I can't, I can't, I can't – eerrgghh!" Sammy tossed and writhed as Ken let the clip go. Moaning, Sammy slumped on the ropes. The deep agony surged in constant streams from her nipples, which felt as if they were being crushed flat. She hung there, the clips dangling from her tits, her face a mask of pain.

Ken walked away, leaving his captive hanging in the most terrible agony of her life. He grinned at Jack as he pulled Amanda toward him. "The two of you left me with clamps around my balls, didn't you, huh?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Amanda sobbed. "It was wrong, we won't do it again!"

Ken laughed and threw the helpless girl across the table, forcing her face down. He wrapped the chain around one of her legs so that Amanda couldn't move and slid his hands inside her panties.

"Shit," he said, "I gotta unload too. You wanna go at that one? Then we can start properly."

"Yeah," said Jack, "why not? I'll try this out for starters."

He drew the cat through his fingers and went over to Sammy as she moaned in pain, the clips bouncing with every desperate heave of her tits. He looked at the bound woman and glanced back to where Ken was running his hands over Amanda's stretched ass-cheeks.

"Boy, are you gonna pay!" he said.

Sammy gasped as his hands went down and ran inside the hem of her pants.

"Pity," said Jack, "such nice pants."

He gave a great heave and the material parted, tearing down one of the seams until it broke. Sammy sobbed and stared as Jack reached up and took a handful of the other side of her lovely new panties and ripped them down the other seam, tearing the delicate silk away until Sammy was left with only her stockings and high-heels on.

"Shit," said Jack.

He stepped back and looked at Sammy's pussy. Both girls had perfect cuntal mounds, covered in curly, light-blonde hair. The swelling flesh covered and protected a prominent pair of pussy-lips that parted slightly to show just the hint of their clits.

"Fuck me!" said Jack. "That's nice, real nice and I'm gonna fuck it."

"No, no, don't please, don't!" wept Sammy, almost forgetting the agony in her tits as the greater fear of getting raped surged through her head.

"I'm gonna whip you until you beg me to fuck you," said Jack with a grin, "or I can't stand it any longer. Then I'll fuck you, anyway. If you beg me to fuck you, I'll take those clips off."

Sammy sobbed. She stared in fascinated horror as Jack stepped back and lined the whip up, playing with it, tossing it in the air. Past him, she saw Amanda, bent over the table as Ken took his cock out and ran it over her panties.

"Get up and take them off," ordered Ken, going behind her and undoing the chain.

Gasping for breath, Amanda staggered up and grabbed for her panties, trying to escape more punishment.

"Slowly, whore," snarled Ken, "wait there!" He strode over to the wall, and Amanda sobbed as she watched him. With a gasp ofterror, she saw Ken take down a small, thin whip, very good for close-quarter pain.

"Hands behind your back!" he snapped as he walked over.

"Please, I won't…"

"I said, hands behind your back!" Ken snarled. "If you goon learning as slowly as this, I'll have to get real brutal with you."

"Y-Y-Yes," Amanda stammered, and put her hands behind her back. This only served to push her luscious tits out, and Amanda could see Ken staring at them.

"Pull your shoulders back," said Ken, and Amanda moaned as she did as she was told, thrusting her tits out farther. "When I tell you to take anything off or put it on, you do it slowly to please me, got that?"

His hand swung back and the thin leather whip cracked across Amanda's nipples.

"Aaagghhhhh! Yes, yes, I'll do it for you!" Amanda screamed as the thin line of pam erupted over her body.

"And you better look like you want me to fuck you or there'll be more," said Ken and the whip slashed into Amanda's tits again.

"Uuurghhhh! Oh yes, I'll do it!" Amanda promised, her tits heaving with agony.

"Good, now show me," said Ken.

Amanda's head spun as she rubbed her tits, nursing the heated flesh. Ken nodded, and she knew she couldn't hesitate any more. She slid her hands down over her slim waist to the top of her panties. Remembering what he had said, she smiled at him, posing as she eased her panties down, sliding them slowly down her legs, trying to look as if she wanted to get fucked.

"Not bad," said Ken as he watched Amanda step out of her thin black briefs. "Open your legs and show me your pussy."

Terrified, Amanda did as she was told, sliding her legs apart and pulling her pussy-lips open for him to look at.

"Fuuuuck!" murmured Ken. "I thought they were good, but I didn't get my hands on them last time."

Both men roared with laughter at this.

"Over the table!" ordered Ken.

Amanda bent at the waist and spread her legs, the mortal fear of the whip driving her to do things she would never have considered even a few hours ago.

"Now beg me to fuck you," said Ken, coming up behind her and running his cock up and down her cuntal crack.

"Ohhhh please, please fuck me!" Amanda moaned, tears flowing down her cheeks.

She braced herself, and at that moment, Sammy gave an unearthly scream and gyrated on the ropes.

"Ohhhhh, God, no!" she sobbed as Jack lined the cat up once more and drove it upward, right between her legs. The knotted leather straps crashed into the tops of her inner thighs and right across the most sensitive parts of her pussy-lips. Two or three of the strands beat right onto the exposed tip of her clit.

"Shit, this is nice," said Jack.

He lined the cat up and then started the most brutal whipping. The whip was never still, it circled, slashing upward, beating red lines into Sammy's upper thighs and right into her soft pussy-flesh, then on up until it circled around, swept close to the floor and crashed up into Sammy's cunt again.

"Aaaaghhhh! You shit! You fucker!" Sammy screamed as her body exploded in agony.

With each heave of her tits, the clips bounced and pulled at her already burning nipples. Each crash of the whip made her feel as if they were being pulled out of her tits. The pain seemed to roar in her ears as she stared in horror at her tormentor. His arm circled, leading the whip between her wide-open legs, jerking it as the slap of the leather on her skin rang around the room. Slowly Jack caressed his cock as he watched the white flesh of Sammy's inner thighs go slowly bright-pink with the beat of the whip.

Sammy was too horrified and in too much agony to care what was happening to Amanda. Amanda's horrified face, with tears running down it, stared at the tip of Ken's hard cock as he ran it over her pussy-lips.

"Get wet," Ken ordered. "If I can't get up there easily, I'll whip YOU until I can!"

Amanda moaned and tried to bury her face in the table top. Every toss of her head rattled the chain and made her realize how helpless she was.

Ken leaned down and whispered in her ear. "How would you like to have me whip you like Jack's whipping your sister? I could do that, do it until you're wet for me. I'll give you ten seconds."

Amanda moaned as his huge hard cock worked up and down her cuntal opening. She would be forced to stay there while he beat the pain into her little cunt, and then he would ram his enormous cock into her. That huge terrible, male…

"Six, seven, eight, wellll, hey-hey!" said Ken as his cock slipped on the sudden moistening of cunt-juice running down Amanda's pussy-lips and over her thighs. "That's more like it!"

Amanda sobbed. Then with a sudden lunge, Ken drove his cockhead past Amanda's soft pussy-lips.

"Oooohhhh!" she moaned as her fuck channel walls stretched at the massive contact. A cock wasn't like a dildo, it heaved and throbbed as his cockhead penetrated another inch into her tight pussy. Her cuntal walls tightened and twitched around the invading monster as Ken leaned back and slowly drove his prick deep into her helpless body.

"Yeahhhhh!" he murmured as his huge, stiff fuckrod rammed into Amanda's pussy. "Ohhh, that's more like it, baby! That's more like it! Fuck, they've got tight little cunts!" He roared across at Jack. "You wanna try it!"

"I'm gonna, in a moment," called Jack, his arms still swinging as he beat the knotted leather into Sammy's trembling flesh. "This one's tough, she really hates the thought of a cock up her. Fuck, she's a bitch."

Amanda sobbed and moaned as the full length of Ken's cock rammed into her cunt. His massive fuck-pole was going to burst her body apart, she knew it. Her legs trembled as she threw herself forward on the table, flattening her body to try and spread the terrible force of the fucking she was getting.

Over on the frame, Sammy tossed and heaved, screaming in a constant wail of agony. The clips on her tits bounced around, and Sammy's crushed nipples sent waves of agony busting out of her tits.

"Beg me to fuck you and this stops," said Jack, whirling the whip around and into Sammy's thighs and pussy again.

"I can't, I can't!" Sammy screamed, sobbing out of control as the agony erupted over her body. "I can't!"

Jack laughed and whipped the cat up into her cunt again. He stroked his cock.

"Let him do it, Sammy!" Amanda screamed. "It's better than whipping, let him do it."

"I can't!" Sammy shrieked and almost tore the leather straps out of the corners of the frame.

The pain surging all over her body from her beaten pussy and the clips on her tits were doing strange things to her. The eruptions of agony were fading into each other, spreading in waves, working down her legs, urging something she had never felt before in her agonized cunt. She saw Jack, his arm swinging, his cock standing out like a flagpole as the terrible whip crashed up into her legs again.

Amanda gave a groan of pain. Ken's massive fucker was pounding into her cunt faster and harder with each stroke. As it fucked faster, it swelled, heaving in her pussy, rasping over her cuntal walls, driving arrows of fresh pain into her body.

"Fuuuuck, I'm gonna shoot?" moaned Ken as he lunged into Amanda's hot pussy. "I'm gonna shoot my load!"

His cock started going out of control, fucking in and out of Amanda's cunt like a steam piston.

Ken still had the short whip. Roaring with the lust of his rising come, he leaned back and lashed the thin leather across Amanda's ass-cheeks as his cock pulled back out of her pussy. Up went the whip as he rammed in again, and then the thin line of agony beat into Amanda's ass to the beat of his frantic cock.

Screaming in agony, Amanda heaved on the table, her ass thrusting up and down to the crash of the thin leather. She felt his cock explode inside her, the cum rushing down his cockshaft and pouring out into her throbbing cunt. As the spurts of hot jism spattered late into her pussywalls and the whip lashed across her ass again, Amanda felt her whole body go out of control. She tossed and screamed with an awful, roaring passion.

"Ohhhh, yeahhhh, take it, whore!" Ken shouted as cum shot out of his cock and mashed into the heaving walls of Amanda's pussy.

She screamed as she felt the whip lash her ass and his cock slam into her tight pussy, cum shooting out, oozing down her cunt-lips and out over her stockinged thighs. On and on, it went, Ken pounding at her cunt as he whipped her, and white jism still spurting out all over her cunt until her cuntal hair was wet with heavy gobs of fuck-cream.

"Fuuuuck me, look at that!" Jack yelled as he whipped Sammy and her body twisted and heaved in the frame. "The cunt's coming, look at her!"

There was no doubt about it, even to Amanda's tear-clouded eyes. Sammy was heaving on the bonds like a woman gone berserk. Her guttural screams burst out with each lash of the whip and her legs strained to open more as the leather crashed into her helpless body.

"Stop, stop!" she screamed as her thighs pulsed to the beat of the whip, her tits heaving in a passion. "Ohhhh, stop! Ohhhh, you, I'll whip the shit outa you when I get hold of you! Ohhhh, shit, shit, shit!" Sammy had no idea what was happening.

Each time the whip landed on her pussy the explosion of pain and lust almost sent her out of her mind. It was as if all her hatred of men was gathered into her pussy and the whip beat it out into the open.

"Beg me to fuck you!" Jack shouted, but Sammy was too far gone to hear anything. She hung on the ropes, twisting and writhing to the song of the whip.

"Oh God!" Amanda moaned as slowly the heaving power of Ken's come subsided. He stayed, his cock deep in her cunt as he gave her a last lash across her ass-cheeks and let his hips slowly stop fucking the bound blonde.

"Not bad," he said. "But then, we haven't put you to the test, yet."