Tortured sisters

CHAPTER NINE

Ken shoved Amanda into tile kitchen and she stood there shivering, through, it wasn't cold. She crossed her arms over her tits and stared around. Still half-asleep, she looked at Ken as he walked over to the counter top and picked up the thin cane.

"Not that, no!" Amanda pleaded, her blonde hair tossing in fear. "I'll do anything you want, but don't whip me! Please?"

Ken laughed, and Amanda could see his huge cock swinging as the front of his robe came open.

"I'll suck you off," Amanda pleaded, "please, let me suck you off!"

In utter shame, she sank to her knees and crawled across the floor to him. Her hands reached out and slid inside his robe, while she sank her mouth over his throbbing cockhead.

"Oh, please!" Amanda murmured, her mouth taking in as much of his prick as she could. "Come in my mouth, please."

She looked up at him while she sucked his prick, and Ken looked down and laughed at her. He let her suck deeper and harder on his cock.

"Later for that, honey," he said with a grin. "Right now, you get up and bend over the table."

"Oh no, please!" Amanda begged, sliding her mouth down his fuck shaft, sucking for all she was worth while her tongue flicked over his stiff cock-flesh, trying to make him shoot. Even another load of cum in the mouth would be better than the whip. In fact, it wasn't so bad, it gave Amanda a sense of power to know that she could make it spurt out of stiff cocks while men howled for her body.

"Let me suck you off," she begged, "or you can fuck me if you want, anything, anything!"

"Let me explain something to you, shithead," Ken said, letting Amanda suck his cock as hard as she wanted. "When you two whores got hold of me, you beat the shit outa me and kept on doing it for hours, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. It was Sammy, honest it was, I don't hate men, I love them, let me show you." She caressed her tits, running them over the hard muscles of his legs.

"Tough shit, baby," said Ken. He ran the tip of the cane between Amanda's tits. "But I'm a great guy, I'm gonna give you a break. You get over that table without me having to drag you. You stay there while I give you ten strokes of the cane, without moving or trying to kick out, and I'll leave it at that. You refuse, and I'll whip your ass, your tits and your pussy until I get tired of it."

He leaned back, holding Amanda's head in, while he ran his cock between her luscious red lips.

"Take your time, think about it."

Amanda sobbed as he sucked his cock. The alternatives were too terrible to think about, and yet the offer was clear. She had to get over the table and take the ten strokes willingly or she would be tortured beyond endurance.

"Yes, yes," she muttered and slowly got to her feet, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She looked at Ken and he gazed back at her, and a deep thrill passed through Amanda.

With a gasp of surrender, Amanda turned and bent at the waist, spreading her legs and holding onto the far edge of the kitchen table, her ass slowly writhing up and down as she waited for the sudden pain to come. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes as she waited.

"Well, that's very good," said Ken and his voice was husky with passion. "I'm gonna be an even nicer guy. Run your hand down, play with your pussy. If you come, you'll get extra treats."

Amanda gasped and moaned, sliding her hand under her body and down to the blonde curls of her pussy hair.

She slid her legs even farther apart, and Ken waited while she slid one finger into her pussy, which, to Amanda's shame, was already damp. Then she ran her fingers over her clit, rubbing it, feeling the passion surging out.

"Very good," said Ken approvingly. He leaned over the softly moaning blonde. "You'll make a wonderful sex-slave for me, won't you?"

She mowed and her body heaved on the table as endless slave-lust surged through her.

"One!" said Ken.

"Oooohhhh!" Amanda sobbed as the cane cut into her ass.

Her fingers blurred over her cunt as the deep agony throbbed through her. But already it felt different. It was right that she should be punished, and right that a man like Ken should do it.

"Two!" said Ken, and the swish of the cane ended in the crack of the thin wood on Amanda's tight ass-flesh.

"Ohhhh, God!" Amanda screamed, and her ass shoved high in the air while her fingers ran in and out of her wet cunt. "Oh, I'm so sorry for what I did! So sorry!"

"Three!"

"Ohhhh! Yes, yes, I'm sorry, punish me for what I did, punish – aaaghhhhh!" She heaved on the table as Ken counted out the fourth stroke.

"Five!" said Ken as the cane whipped another thin red line into Amanda's ass. He watched, running his hand over his hard cock as the blonde rolled and heaved in growing lust. "Six!"

"Ooooggghhhh!" Amanda screamed, her ass beating up and down out of her control. Her fingers urged her clit on, working it up towards the climax she could feel building. "Ohhhh, I was so bad! Whip me! Punish me, I deserve it!"

"Seven!" The cane bent nit beat into the young woman's flesh.

Amanda heaved upward again, her mouth contorting in an agony of desire.

"Eight!"

"Oh yes, sir, yes!" Amanda wept as the surging come ran over her.

"Nine!" counted Ken and, the cane made Amanda's ass a mass of whipped, red flesh.

"Oh, I need two more to come!" Amanda suddenly pleaded. "Please, give me two more!"

She worked her pussy frantically as she waited for the cane, her climax hanging on Ken's decision.

"Ten!" he counted and the cane laid into Amanda's throbbing ass again. "Beg me for more. Promise me anything!"

"Ohhh yesssss!" Amanda screamed, her fingers beating at her pussy. "Yes, I'll do anything for you, aaaaghhhhh! Oh yes, one more, one more, please sir! One more! Aaagghhhh yes! Yes!"

She came, her fingers beating over her pussy, her legs trembling with the force of her climax. She moaned and rolled on the table until she had given herself all the pleasure she could and her pussy felt utterly satisfied. She got up to face Ken, her face flushed with such a depraved desire that she could feel him react to it, see his cock jump and heave.

"I was going to wait," he said, "but…" He didn't have to say any more. With a moan of surrender, Amanda sank back to her knees and took his heaving cock in her mouth. She worked her luscious red lips over his throbbing cockshaft and ran her fingers up and down it, butterflying them over the flesh, holding him at the point of coming without letting bun go over.

"Oh, come in my mouth, sir!" she whispered. "Come all over my face! Make me lick it up if you want – anything, anything!"

She moaned as she took his heaving cock deep into her throat. Her hand worked at his twitching, jumping prickmeat. She heard Ken groan with lust as the cum bubbled in his balls and surged out. Then Amanda knew how much he wanted her. She swallowed his cock, feeling his stiff cock-flesh jump and pulse as the cum shot down and burst into her mouth.

The first shot drove her into another climax. Moaning and spuming, Amanda licked at his salty fuck-juices, running her mouth back as her hand pumped until thick ropes of jism were bursting over her lips and running down her chin, dropping onto her tits and her flat tummy between.

"Ohhhh, is that good, sir?" she murmured as cum ran over her tongue and down into her throat. "I want it to be good for you, sir!"

She looked up at Ken as he thrust his cock into her mouth and groaned with lust.

"Good?" he roared. "Oh fuck is it good! Suck it down whore, suck it down! Suck me down! Yeaahhhh!"

His cock jumped as shots of jism plastered over Amanda's face until she sank his heaving cockmeat back into her throat and let the rest of his cum run straight down into her stomach.

"Fuck, kid," said Ken as he ran his hands through Amanda's blonde hair. "That was the greatest!"

Slowly, Amanda let his cock slip out of her mouth, her fingers still holding it, caressing his still-hard flesh as she gazed up at Ken. She ran a finger over her tits, picking up the drops of his cum and licking them off.

"Can I get you breakfast now, sit?" she asked, pouting and licking her fingers.

Ken grinned. "You sure can. And help yourself, you deserve it."

"Thank you, sir," Amanda said as she got up and went to the refrigerator.

She made Ken breakfast. It seemed so right that she should be doing all this for him. As she put the pancakes and bacon in front of him, she reached down and ran her fingers over his cock, feeling it stir into life at once. She got him the coffee and put the pot beside him.

"Please sir, could I take a shower and put some clothes on? I'll put on ones you'll like, I promise." She slid her hands over his cock once more and smiled at him.

Ken looked at her. "Don't make a run for it. Remember, we have your sister."

"Oh, I won't run for it, I promise, sir."

Ken reached up and pulled Amanda's head down to his and kissed her. She nearly passed out, and went weak at the knees. The very thing she wanted him to do and he'd done it. She was panting with desire as she went off to the bathroom.

After the shower, she looked at herself in the mirror. She had never looked so wonderful, so desirable. Even the whip lines across her tits and the crimson glow of her ass made her look better. Her tits seemed to stick out even more arrogantly, demanding caresses and cocks shooting all over them. Her tight, swelling asscheeks moved with a new desire and certainty, and her long, shapely legs strutted as she went into the bedroom, rubbing her hair dry.

She set her hair, making sure her long blonde curls tolled over her shoulders in cascades of shining light. Then she tried to decide to wear a simple black slip that just reached the tops of her expensive seamed black stockings. The slip had tiny buttons between her tits that reached almost to her waist, so Ken could get at them instantly if he wanted to. The tiny black panties and the five-inch-heeled shoes completed a picture of sensual loveliness. She made herself up quickly, already breathing hard with the thoughts of getting back to Ken. When she got back into the kitchen, Jack was there, talking angrily to Ken.

"Fuck," he snapped, "that cunt won't do anything! Whipped the shit outa her, fucked her till she couldn't stop popping her lid, and still she won't do a fuckin' thing!"

Amanda walked over to Ken and stood beside him.

"Does this please you, sir?" she asked, posing for him, sliding the hem of the slip up so that he could see her white thighs above her stocking tops. "I'll change until I do have something that pleases you," said Jack. "How the fuck do you [missing text]?" Ken chuckled and ran his hand over Amanda's thighs, caressing her, pushing almost as far as the tight silk of her panties. "Sure, you look great, baby. Go on like this and I'll have to fuck you again after breakfast."

"Anything you want, sir," whispered Amanda, shaking with desire. "I'm here to please you, sir."

"I could use some more coffee," he said.

"Yes, yes, sir!" she said and took the pot to the stove and started some more.

"Hey, bitch, what about me?" snarled Jack, his voice sounding really nasty.

"I do what my master says," Amanda said, spinning around at Jack. "And only my master. You can't even master my sister."

"You shit!" roared Jack, leaping to his feet. "I'm gonna…"

"Sit down and listen to me," said Ken very calmly. "She's right. She's my slave and she only does what I tell her to. She can tell anybody else to go fuck themselves unless I tell her otherwise. Now listen, are you prepared to tie that bitch downstairs to a bed and leave her until tomorrow night? Not touch her?"

"What?" Jack said, looking at Ken as if he'd gone crazy.

"Just do as I say and I guarantee I'll show you how to make that whore beg to suck your cock. Deal?"

Jack looked at Ken and then at Amanda as if they had some sort of conspiracy going.

"We'll have some of the gang over," said Ken, "so they can see the wonderful conversion."

"You know something I don't know?" asked Jack.

"I know something you should know and don't. Now, are you taking the deal or do you want to try it your way?"

Jack looked at Ken for a long time.

"Okay, I'll go for it, but if you fuck up, I get her." He jabbed his thumb at Amanda.

"Sure," said Ken easily. "But I don't fuck up. So, what do I get if I'm right?"

Jack grinned. "The use of my boat whenever you want it."

"Okay," said Ken, "that's pretty good. And to show you what a sport I am, and because you won't get to fuck that bitch below until tomorrow night, I'll lend you Amanda until then. Amanda, you're to fuck Jack any way he wants until then, got that?"

"Yes, sir!" Amanda replied, coming over to Jack. "I'll fuck anybody you tell me to. You look like you need to get rid of another load."

She slid to her knees and ran her hand over Jack's rapidly hardening cock.

"Yeah," he said, working his hand over her swelling tits, "get over that table."

"Why don't we tie that sister of hers out first," Ken said. "Then we can fuck Amanda and make her watch."

"Shit," moaned Jack as his cock stiffened and Amanda bent down, licking her tongue aver his stiff prick-flesh. "Just as I get it up."

Ken laughed and got up. "What bed would be best to hold your fuckin' sister?"

"Oh, I think her bed," Amanda gasped, getting up. "It's brass, and you can tie her arms and legs to the posts."

The three of them hauled Sammy out of the cage, and carried her upstairs as she kicked and screamed and called Amanda all the names under the sun for betraying her. They shoved her into the bathroom and made her take a piss and shit while they waited and then took her into her own bedroom.

Sammy shrieked and moaned as they tied her arms and legs to the bed, spread-eagling her. She lay there, totally naked, screaming up at them, expecting another desperate rape.

Ken grinned. "If you stop screaming, we won't gag you, but I'm pissed off with you whimpering at every fucking thing."

Sammy stopped screaming.

"You'll stay there until we come to get you," Ken said. "Now Amanda is going to show you what happens to good little girls around here."

Amanda gave Sammy a long hard stare. Her whole body trembled with lust. She went up to Ken and slid her hands into the front of his robe.

"What do I have to do, sir?" she asked. "Take your panties off," he said.

"You shit!" Sammy screamed as she saw her sister step back and pose for the two men.

Slowly, Amanda slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. She walked back to Ken.

"I think my pussy's wet enough for you, sir. If it isn't, you'll have to punish me." She spread her legs so Ken could slide a finger into her cunt.

"That's wet enough," he said as his finger plunged into her fuck-channel. "You're a total whore, aren't you?"

"Only for you, sir," Amanda gasped, hanging onto him, her hand shaking on his shoulders. "I only fuck when you tell me to, sir, only you."

Her hips shook as her pussy spasmed on Ken's hand.

"Oh sir," she moaned, "you made me come! I'm sorry, slit, please forgive me!"

Before Sammy's horrified eyes, Amanda shook and moaned in the grip of the mast depraved climax. Sammy saw Ken lean forward and whisper in Amanda's ear as his fingers dug into her pussy and rolled her clit, sending her into higher and higher spasms of lust.

"Now everytime you come without permission, I shall have to punish you," he said.

"Oh yes, sir, yes, yes!" Amanda shrieked, her pussy jerking and spawning on Ken's skillful fingers. "Oh everytime, everytime, sir!"

She sobbed and fell across his shoulder, gasping for breath.

Ken let her come down before he made her stand and wait for him. He went over to the table beside Sammy's bed and pulled it out. Then he sat down on it.

"Get on it," he said to Amanda.

"You dumb little shit!" Sammy screamed as Amanda came over and climbed up on Ken without a murmur of protest. "Do you know what men are? Do you remember Uncle George?"

"Sure," Amanda said easily as she slid her hot cunt over Ken's cock and let her cunt swallow it in one long thrust. "Ooooh yeahhh, I remember Uncle George, almost made me come, now these guys make me come all the time."

She bent forward and slowly ran her cunt up and down the stiff shaft of Ken's fuckrod.

"You want her ass or mouth, Jack?" asked Ken.

"Ass," Jack said, and Amanda moaned.

Jack brought over the hand cream from Sammy's dressing table and squirted it onto Amanda's ass. She gasped and thrust herself back for more of it. Slowly, he worked it in, watching Amanda as she fucked Ken and moaned at the rising passion his thick cockshaft burned into her cunt.

One of Jack's fingers slid into Amanda's shitter.

"Ohhhhh, fuck me!" she moaned, heaving her ass back at him. "Put another one up, ohhh, please!"

"You wimp, you sold out!" Sammy yelled. She pulled herself as far up as the bonds would let her, staring at her sister about to get double fucked.

Jack rammed another finger into Amanda's ass and listened to her moan. Then he pulled out and creamed his cock, while Amanda and Ken fucked slowly, their mouths locked together in a passionate embrace.

"Ready?" Jack asked.

As the tip of his cock thrust at her brown shit hole, she lunged back, moaning, capturing the head of his prick. Her mouth clung to Ken's neck as she kissed and licked at him, heaving her tits at his chest.

"Shove it up me!" she yelled. "I want both of them, come on!"

Her hips beat at Jack as he rammed his cock at her ass, penetrating more than three inches in the first thrust.

Amanda screamed with uncontrolled depravity, her orgasm exploding over her as the double-fuck rammed her pussy-walls apart, and the thin line of flesh between her two fuck-holes throbbed and heaved at the double invasion. "Fuck me, oh fuck me!" she moaned as the two men slammed their cocks into her, matching their thrusts to the pulse of her climaxing body. Her fuck-holes sucked at their cocks, driving both of them into rising surges of lust.

"Jesus Christ!" roared Jack. "The little cunt's gonna make me shoot!"

"Ohhhhh, shoot up me, shoot cum all over me! I wanna be fucked, ohhh, I wanna be fucked!"

Her body rolled to the beat of the lust that had been let loose in her. Exploding bursts of come drew endless screams from her as her body moved and performed for the men with primeval lust.

"Fuck me, whip me, do what you like, but make me come!" she moaned, her mouth wide open, seeming to beg for a cock to shoot over her lips. "Oooohhhhh yesss, yesss! Ham your cocks up me, fuck me, beat me, make me come!"

Jack's cock swelled as the jism surged out of his balls.

"You bitch!" he roared. "You fuckin' little whore! I'm coming, I'm gonna shoot!"

Amanda looked down at Ken as he lay under her, his cock slamming into her cunt. "Ohhhh please, come now! I want you to come together, I'll get you hard again. But come!"

Ken looked at the beautiful blonde spasming above him, her climaxes making her cunt close around his cock like the most demanding mouth in the world. She was sucking the cum from him.

"You bitch," he whispered, "you know you can make me come any time you want to. I'm coming now, you wonderful whore, you bitch!"

He ran his hands inside the neck of her slip, breaking two of the buttons off. His fingers closed on her nipples, twisting them, as Amanda screamed and thrust her tits at him, shrieking in utter ecstasy as the final bursts of climax erupted like a volcano inside her.

Hot jism burst out of Jack's cock into Amanda's ass. He roared like a bull, thrusting his cock deeper and harder into her sucking shithole. Thick ropes of cum trickled out of Amanda's ass as his cock emptied its load, and she screamed with the force of the fucking. Her ass-muscles clamped around his cock, sucking the last drop of jism out of it.

Then Ken's cock squirted, his cum rushing into Amanda's cunt as she held her tits for him, moaning in lust as he rolled her nipples harder and harder with each shot of jism.

"Ohhhhhh!" Amanda screamed. "Ohhhhh yes! Ohhhhh fuck me, hurt me, hurt me, yes!"

With a final shriek of release, she sank down over Ken as he gave her nipples a final twist and the last of his cum poured out.

"Make me feel like that and I'll do anything for you!" she whispered to Ken.

Ken grinned.

Jack moaned and pulled his cock out of Amanda's ass.

Sammy pulled herself up on the bed and yelled at her sister.

"You whore! Traitor! You gave in to a pair of fuckin' men! You stupid slut!"

Amanda raised her head and grinned at her sister. "This ain't nothin' kid. You wait till later."