Two mothers to torment

CHAPTER THREE

"Aaahhh, yesss!" Scarlette screamed as she bucked on the horse, her nipples dragging the clamps across the rough surface of her whole throbbing around the big cock buried in it. "Ooohhh! I'm coming! Ohhhh fuck! I'm cominggg!"

Tim leaned back, his cock thrusting in and out of her hot shit-pit like a piston gone berserk. His ass jerked back and forth, and he gripped Scarlette's tight little asscheeks in his strong hands.

"You take my cum, whore!" he yelled, shoving the screaming Scarlette harder onto the horse. "All my cum up your tight little ass!"

He gasped and thrust, and suddenly his cock was spurting hot jets of cum into Scarlette's ass while she screamed and her spasming shitter sucked at his thrusting cock, sucking out all the hot white goo from his balls.

"Ooouuhhgg, fill me up!" Scarlette screamed, twisting the clamps on her nipples, screaming with the delicious agony. "Fill me up!"

She gurgled and moaned as he shot, his cock mashing the cum into her sucking anal walls as he rammed in and out. Gobs of cum oozed from her ass, spreading over her asscheeks and down into her pussy-crack as she squealed with excitement.

"Yuuuggghhh!" Tim yelled as his cock crested, spurting the last great thick wads of cum into the little nympho's ass. "Ooohh, fuck! That was great!"

His cock slowed, slamming in and out with long slow strokes as he gave a muttering moan and fell forward over Scarlette's spasming body.

"Please, Adam!" Scarlette moaned, the pain in her nipples getting to her now as her orgasm was fading. "I was a good girl, can I take them off now?"

"Sure," he said with a grin, "but don't lose them."

"Yes, Adam." Scarlette eased the clips open as Tim slid his cock out of her ass and fell back into a chair, his half-hard prick throbbing, gobs of cum all over it. Scarlette got up and went over to where her mother lay on the table, her legs spread helplessly wide, a thick leather belt over her waist.

"Well, hi, Mom," Scarlette said casually.

Clark worked his fingers into Imogene's pussy, pulling her panties aside and working deeper, feeling the trembling walls of her fuck channel.

"Tell me," he said, "how long has it been since a man was up here?"

Imogene sobbed and struggled, but she was held too tightly. "No! No, stop it! I'm not telling you!"

"Suit yourself. It's your turn as soon as they've got your friend full of cocks."

Imogene sobbed, but there was a terrible fury rising in her. She had been betrayed by everybody and she was ready to kill. Her daughter was a slut, her friend had caved in under the pressure and was doing anything to behave, and these men were treating them like slaves.

Adam ran the tip of the thin rod over Donna's pussy. She stared up at it, her hands still holding her tits.

"Ready for cocks?" Adam asked, the tip of the horrible rod running over the very entrance to Donna's cunt, pushing her panties into the hole.

"Please, don't do this to me! Please! Yesss – aaaaghh!" Donna screamed as Adam raised the rod and lashed it right down the middle of her pussy, beating her hard clit. "Yes, yes! I'll do it – anything, if you'll just stop! Aaaghhhh! Please, I'll do it!"

"You learn slow," Adam said, "but we can treat that." He moved the rod back up over Donna's trembling body until it rested across her nipples. "Who would you like to rip your panties off and fuck you?"

"Anybody, I don't mind!" Donna screamed, watching the cane tremble over her nipples.

"Not a bad answer, but I can't resist whipping your tits, so I'll do it anyway."

"Nooo, nooo – aaaughh!" Donna screamed, in absolute agony as the rod beat her nipples, sending her large tits shaking. She held her aching tit-flesh tightly, trying to soothe the pain.

"How about him?" Adam nodded to the closest man, whose eyes were fixed on Donna's tits.

"Yes, yes, anybody, yes!"

"Tell you what," said the man, "I'd like to tit-fuck her, you don't see many as good as that."

He came forward, throwing off his shirt and casing his pants down. Several of the other men were naked by now.

"Sure," Adam said, "here, have the rod if you want to use it."

Greedily the man climbed onto the table. He took his long, thin cock and slid it between Donna's massive tit-mounds, stroking it between them so that the tip came up over her mouth at the peak of each stroke.

"Suck it, whore!" He angled his cock down a little so that it thrust between Donna's soft lips.

Donna sobbed louder as she was forced to suck on the hard cockhead. He held it there and she did her best, sucking at the cockhead that pushed into her mouth.

"Keep your tits how I like them," the man said, easing his cock back until it was buried in Donna's soft tit-flesh. He held the rod and stroked it over Donna's tits, moving it up to her nipples. "Any chance I get, I'll whip you. Got that?"

"I'll do what you want," Donna sobbed, holding her tits around his cock for dear life.

"Okay, how about this one?" Adam said, waving another man over so that Donna could see him. "He wants your cunt real bad."

Donna wept even more bitterly as she realized she would have to take two cocks at once.

"Yes, yes!" she sobbed. "Yes, he can do it!"

"All yours," Adam said pleasantly. "And remember, any fucking around by the whore and you whip her. Then get back to fucking her. Take your time, we've got all weekend."

Donna's desperate sobs rang around the room as the man who was going to fuck her went between her legs and gripped her panties. They started to tear across the sides. When one side was gone, he pulled in a fury and the whole garment was ripped away.

"Niiiice!" The man surveyed Donna's cunt. He eased her pussylips open and ran a finger into her crack. "Dry as a fuckin' bone. Here, baby lick your mom's cunt till we get her real wet on her own."

"Sure, Greg," Scarlette said. She came around and bent over, her soft mouth running over her mother's thighs.

"No, no! She's my daughter – no!" Donna screamed, jerking wildly on the table top.

"So?" The man fucking her tits lashed the cane across Donna's jutting nipples, beating a thin line of absolute agony into the woman's tit-flesh.

"She's my daughter!" Donna screamed in the most horrible mental agony.

The man pulled his cock out from between her tits and stood to one side, lashing the rod into Donna's tits in a fury.

"Aaaghhh!" Donna screamed. Her hands fell away from her whipped tit-mounds and she struggled to reach the man as he lashed her tits with hard strokes. "Noooo!"

Scarlette stood between her mother's thighs and grinned. She ran her hands over Donna's thighs, her fingers pinching at the soft white flesh.

"Hey, Mom, it's only pussy-sucking. Didn't dad ever suck you'r pussy?"

She gave a peal of laughter and rammed a finger into her mother's cunt.

"No – aagghhh!" Donna screamed as the rod cut her tits. The thin rod was more painful than the cat, and Donna's tit-flesh was already a crimson sea of pain.

"Tell us how you'd love to have your daughter suck your pussy!" The man beat the rod down once more.

"Nooo – uurrghhh! Yes, yes, yes!" Donna screamed as her tits exploded with agony. "Yes, I want my daughter to suck my pussy!"

"See how easy it is, bitch?" The man gave Donna one last lash and then climbed back on top of her. "Tits together!"

Donna gasped and choked as she held her tits for the man to slide his cock between them. He forced her hands tighter together and thrust, his cock sliding right over Donna's sobbing mouth again.

"Suck!"

Donna did as she was told, sucking on the rock-hard cockhead whenever it slid high enough. Tears ran down her face, and her body shook with pain and horror, but she held her tits together in order to obey her tormentors.

Scarlette leaned down and ran her tongue over Donna's thighs, circling, licking closer to her mother's pussy.

"Mmmmm," she purred, "and I thought my mom was a real dead head, and here she is begging me to suck her cunt. Mmmmmm!" She leaned in and her tongue ran up the length of Donna's pussylips. "Well, hey, hey! She's getting damp! Hey, Mom, you like that?"

Donna wept as her daughter licked into her pussy-crack and then deeper, sucking her clit between her lips and running her tongue deep into her pussy. Scarlette kept up her sucking, taking Donna's pussylips into her mouth and sucking at them, her hot little mouth running all over Donna's cunt.

As Donna moaned with the dual horror of the cock in her mouth and Scarlette's mouth on her pussy, Adam came up to where Imogene still hung on the pillar.

"She looks good," he said to Clark.

"Sure is," Clark replied, "real class piece of cunt."

Scarlette stepped back from her mother's pussy. "Okay, you'll get in easy now."

Greg didn't wait any longer. He came up, his cock thrusting out, and rammed it into Donna's spread pussy. She gave a lunge and a moan, but otherwise didn't move, just lay on her back on the table, sucking and suffering the brutal fuck.

Adam eased Imogene's dress up. "What a pair of legs. It's criminal to keep these hidden."

"Fuck off!" Imogene yelled, disgusted by the sight of Lana, who was with another man who rammed his cock into her cunt. She was still begging for it, her fingers twisting her nipples as she yelled and heaved in the most degraded lust.

Whatever they had done to her daughter, Imogene was determined they wouldn't do to her.

"Well, well, well, a fighter," Adam mused. "That's real nice, real nice." He drew the sides of her dress top open farther, showing the tops of Imogene's creamy tits.

Imogene kicked at him, catching him on the shin. Then she kicked back at Clark, catching him off-paid too. Clark's fingers tightened on her nipples.

"Oohhh, we're gonna have real fun with this one." Adam smiled. "It's gonna be great."

"You fucker, pervert, bastard!" Imogene yelled, her dark-blonde hair flinging wildly as she struggled and kicked out. Her tits jumped out of her bra, but she didn't care. "You're cowards, cowards! You don't dare let me down!"

"Let her down," Adam said, but Clark was already reaching for the rope.

It fell rapidly and Imogene was suddenly standing free, rubbing her wrists, staring at the disgusting orgy. Most of the men were waiting around the table, where Donna still sobbed and sucked while Greg slammed his cock into her cunt. Scarlette was on her knees, sucking cocks, moving on to the next one. And Lana was still over the sofa, a man shooting cum into her hot cunt.

"What are you going to do with me?" Imogene demanded. "Two of you against one woman, right!"

She turned defiantly to face Adam.

"I'll give you a deal," Adam said with an easy grin. "Pick either of us. We won't defend ourselves. If you can knock us down, then you can go and take your daughter with you. If you can't, then you undress for us and do whatever we say."

"The fuck I will!" Imogene screamed and rushed him.

Screaming and yelling, Imogene pounded into his chest, beating at him, her fists swinging into his strong, hard body. She swung at his chin, connecting with a series of blows, but he just stood there, impassive, taking it all.

She sobbed and turned, looking for Clark. "Are you taking the deal?" Adam asked. "No, you shit!" Imogene stared at Clark who was giving her the same mocking smile.

"Then we hold you whether you knock us down or not," Clark said. "It was a fucking good deal, lady, think about it."

Imogene couldn't think, but she knew that any deal was better than none. "All right, it's a deal."

With another scream of hatred, she ran at Clark, beating at him in the same way, her fists pounding, trying to break his jaw. Like Adam he took it all, his body hardly moving, his eyes hard and shining.

"You beasts, you bastards!" Imogene screamed, beating wildly at Clark, then rushing back to Adam, her fists lashing out until she fell to her knees, panting, sweating, tears falling aver her face.

"Want another go?" asked Adam.

"Fuck off!" Imogene gasped, struggling to get to her feet. "Noooo!"

"Okay, good," Adam said and sat down. "So stand there and take your clothes off. I've got a bet with somebody that your body is easily as good as your daughter's."

"You fuck!" Imogene screamed and ran for the door.

She got about five feet before Clark grabbed her arm. Several of the men who had been watching Donna's humiliation turned back to see the struggling, weeping Imogene.

"Now a deal is a deal," Clark said as he swung Imogene back into the circle of light in front of Adam's chair. "You agreed."

"Fuck off!" Imogene twisted around and slapped him across the face.

"That's it!" Clark exclaimed. "You fucked the deal up, lady, you pay!"

"You shits, shits!" Imogene screamed.

Clark and Adam grabbed her and dragged her across the room to a set of bars that crossed at various heights on a piece of apparatus that sent chills down Imogene's spine.

"You leave me alone!" she yelled as she was rammed face-down over one of the bars. Adam seized her wrists and lashed them to the bar where it met the base of the apparatus. They grabbed her ankles and lashed them to the base of the apparatus as well.

Adam pushed a button and the base opened, taking Imogene's arms and legs with it, spreading them out, then pulling on them until she was hauled tightly onto the bar. She screamed in rage and fear, her arms and legs spread wide, her ass pushing up under her summer dress.

Adam continued to move the helpless woman as he wanted. He pushed another button and the bar began to rise, lifting Imogene's body off the ground and moving it over until she saw that a seat was coming into her upside-down view, a seat that was between her thighs now. She was four feet off the floor.

"You shits!" she yelled, her fury boiling, masking her terror.

"Just get that fucking thing out of the way," Adam said and several of the men came forward, reaching for Imogene's summer dress.

"You shits!" she wailed as they tore at her expensive dress, ripping at it. "Nooo!"

Then it was pulled viciously from her body until it lay in shreds on the carpet.

"You fuckers!" Imogene wept.

"Jesus, she is great," Adam said admiringly. He came up and ran his hand over Imogene's long, shapely legs, caressing her skin through the nylon of her stockings. His hand moved higher, over her thighs and then her ass, caressing her through her tight panties.

"Take your hands off me!" Imogene yelled, but she could feel a terrible excitement to his touch. She screamed, her body struggling against the bonds.

"And these tits," Adam said, his hand running down over her body, over her slip to the soft curves of her tit mounds. "Fuck, they're something else, you've been hiding them from the world."

He pushed her bra out of the way and gently twisted her nipples.

"You jerk, get your hands off me!" Imogene struggled to get free of the leather bonds holding her to the bar.

"I'm afraid not," Adam said, "you have to learn your lesson."

He pulled out a thin cane from a thick hollow pipe in the side of the apparatus from which the tops of several more canes protruded. He ran the horrible thing past Imogene's eyes.

"You're going to beg to suck my cock. The rest can have your friend and the daughters. You're for Clark and me, until we hand you over."

"You shit, you fuck-faced jerk!" Imogene screeched. "I wouldn't suck your cock if you beat me to a pulp!"

She was already suffering from being upside down, and the pull on her arms and legs was agonizing. She stared at the front of Adam's pants as he grinned and caressed the cane. She could see the huge mound of his cock as it pressed against the front of his pants. It was easily as big as Clark's and Imogene found herself trembling with a horrible anticipation.

Adam stepped back and ran the cane over Imogene's ass. "Beg me."

"Fuck off!" Imogene stared between her spread legs as the cane went up in the air and held over her ass, trembling like her thighs.

With a swish, it lashed down and whipped right across her taut asscheeks.

Imogene lurched, her arms almost pulling out of their sockets as pain rushed over her body. It was an explosion of agony that soared out of the thin line of crimson pain in her ass. The cane went back up and slashed in again.

"You fuckers!" Imogene screamed, her ass jerking as another beat of the thin wood beat into her. "Suck your own cock!"

Adam whipped her hard, the cane bending as it lashed her ass.

"Uuuugghhh! Never, never!" she yelled.

"Well, hey, look at your friend." Clark leaned in, grinning at Imogene. "She's having a real good time."

Imogene's screams of pain took on a deep, dark surge of fury as the agony surged from her ass and Clark pulled her head up by her hair to make her witness Donna's pain and humiliation. As Imogene saw what was going on, her strange fury mounted, and it wasn't because of Donna's suffering. It was from something she didn't understand.

Donna's legs strained against the bonds as the thick cock reaming out her pussy speeded up and the men began to roar with the lust of his approaching come. At the same time, the man with his long thin cock tit-fucking her was also rising to his climax, his cock rushing in and out, ramming into her mouth faster and faster at the top of each thrust.

"Bring me off good, bitch!" he yelled and laid the rod across Donna's tits. "You bring me off good and you'll only get this when I'm shooting cum. Ooohhh, come on bitch! Fuck up, I love whipping big tits, especially tits like yours!"

Donna somehow clung to her tits, making the false cunt for him to run his throbbing shaft between. Her ass came up off the table as the force of Greg's cock in her cunt gave her extra pain. Her dark hair was matted down over her face as she wept, her pussy throbbing around the massive fuckrod thrusting there.

"Come on, you bitch, move!" Greg yelled. "Whip her, Bill! Whip the shit!"

Bill's arm swept up and the thin rod lashed across Donna's huge tits, beating more pain into them as he rammed his cock at her mouth.

"Ohhhh, God!" Donna screamed, her body going berserk as the pain rushed from her swollen nipples. She tossed wildly, her mouth taking in Bill's hard cockhead and sucking on it.

"Yeahhh!" Greg yelled. "Yeah, do it, Bill! Do it! Her cunt sucks when you do it!"

Bill lashed Donna's tits with hard strokes, beating endless red lines into her flesh as his cock stroked between her whipped tit-mounds and into her mouth.

"Suck, whore, suck!" Bill yelled, his cock pumping faster and harder at her. "Yeahhh, I'm coming, Greg! I'll whip the shit!"

"Yeahhhh!" Greg rammed his cock to the top of Donna's spasming cunt. "Keep it just like that, Bill! And I'll shoot up this hole before her mouth's full." He fucked harder, his cock swelling and throbbing as the cum burst out of his balls. "Whip her, whip her!"

Bill lashed Donna's tits with a rising fury of lust.

"Here it comes!" he yelled. "So suck it all down, bitch! Suck it all down! Aaahhhh!"

He lashed Donna's tits as his cock spat a thin stream of cum out from between the throbbing mounds and all over Donna's face.

"Suuuck it!" he roared, thrusting his cock at Donna's face, pouring another stream of hot jism over her lips and into her mouth.

Donna screamed, her mouth filling with male seed, her cunt throbbing with pain around the thick fuckrod just about to shoot there. She screamed again as the rod cut her tits and Bill's cock thrust right into her mouth, pouring out cum. She gagged, but the next blow of the cane opened her throat and she swallowed, taking in mouthfuls of Bill's fuck juice.

"Suck it down!" he roared. His cock spewed Donna's mouth as he rubbed his spurting balls into her tit-flesh and held his cockshaft, jetting his cum all over her horrified face, while still lashing her tits furiously. With a roar, he shoved his cock right to her mouth and held it there, pushing hard, his ass jerking as he pumped out the last of his seed. "Suck, suck! Suck!"

Donna took in the last jetts of Bill's jizz and swallowed them, thankful at least that the whipping had stopped. Greg's cock, still throbbed wildly and pumped out a thick stream of cum into her cunt.

"Bitch, bitch!" Greg roared, leaning on Donna's spread thighs, fucking his cock into her cunt with a rising fury of lust as his cock exploded deep in her fuck-channel. "Here's my cum, baby, my cuuummm!"

His cock shot thick ropes of goo high in Donna's pussy, and she moaned with shame, her body tossing in their grasp as they satisfied their lusts on her.

She was still moaning as Greg's stream of jism finally faded and he just held there, his cock oozing white goo and softening with satisfaction. Bill held his cock to her lips, watching as she licked over his slowly subsiding prick.

"See?" Clark ran his hands over Imogene's tits as she screamed with another lash of the cane. "See what a great time she had, it could be all yours."