Whipped and bound niece

CHAPTER TWO

With a gurgle of lust, Alisha sank her mouth right down the length of Eric's rock-hard cock. He gave a gasp and heaved up off the desk, holding her head as her skillful throat worked over him.

"Watch this, baby," Nolan said, leaning on Cathy as she hung helplessly from the leather bindings. "You could learn a lot. I mean look at that chick's mouth work. Look, bitch, or I'll whip you!"

The horror overwhelmed Cathy. She did she was told, staring at the degrading sight taking place on the desk.

Eric was going out of his mind as Alisha's throat slurped his cock right down. He groaned constantly, shoving his fingers into her pussy, puffing the little red panties aside so he could get into her sopping-wet fuck-hole.

"Ooooh, yeahhhh!" he moaned. "Ohhh, fuck! The mouth on this whore-slut!"

Cathy saw Renata mow slowly over to the sofa where Conrad sat, casually watching. She saw her hands around his neck and then down over his chest, leaning over him, stroking him, kissing his neck.

Nolan leaned in closer, his hips thrusting at Cathy's ass which still burned from the strokes of the riding crop. He reached for the lacy top of her slip as he pressed against her ass. Cathy could feel the bulge of his cock shoving at her ass crack, thrusting against her sore flesh.

He gripped the slip, tearing it from beneath her tits, don to the hem.

Cathy screamed, but Nolan ignored her, ripping the thin shoulder straps off and tossing the ruined garment aside. Then he reached for the cups of her bra.

"No, please! Don't!" she wailed as he pulled one of the cups down and reached for her tit.

His hand went away and he stepped back. "No, please! Not that again, no! Not – aaaggghhhh! Ohhh God!"

Cathy twisted on the thongs as the riding crop lashed her ass, biting deep into her flesh. Another blow landed, beating sheer agony across her asscheeks.

"Tell me how much you love me to touch you," Nolan growled, whipping her again.

"Uurrghhhh! Help! Uncle, help me!" Cathy screamed, but Conrad ignored her, and the riding crop lashed her swelling ass, driving her almost out of her mind with pain.

"Stop him, please! Stop him!"

The riding crop whipped her, slashing another thin red line of pain into her ass-flesh.

"Tell me how much you wanna have me feel your tits," Nolan growled as he whipped her again.

"Oohhh God!" Cathy choked, twisting on the apparatus, her arms straining, her legs twitching with the pain and horror.

She saw the riding crop going up in the air and knew she couldn't take it. The pain was breaking her.

"Aaagghhh!" she screamed as the leather covered crop lashed her ass. "Yes, you can touch my tits!"

Cathy broke down, sobbing, her body hanging limp on the rail.

The riding crop ran over her ass, just touching it through the tiny white panties.

"I'll give you a chance, baby," Nolan said softly, "since you're new at this. You don't just tell me I can touch your tits, you tell me how much you want me to touch you, want me to do what I like with you, got that?"

"Ooohhh God!" she moaned in her horror.

She screamed as he whipped her.

"Yes! Yes! I want you to touch me, do what you like, I love it!" Cathy twisted, staring at the crop that trembled above her ass.

"That's better," Nolan said softly.

He came over and ran his hands over Cathy's lovely tits. They were just the right size for her body, swelling, standing out with no support from the bra she wore. She felt soiled as his hands ran over them, then he reached for her nipples, but she managed to stay silent.

"Nice, real nice, what a pair of tits."

Alisha was swallowing Eric's cock with long fast strokes, her mouth pistoning up and down while he groaned, his hands running over her ass and pussy. Suddenly he gave a great heave on the desk, grabbing Alisha's head as her blonde hair tossed wildly to the pace of her fucking.

"Yeahhhh! I'm coming!" he roared.

"Oohhh, Nolan! Whip that bitch while I shoot!"

"Sorry, babe," Nolan said as he twisted Cathy's nipples. "What the man wants, the man gets, that's the rule around here."

Cathy jerked on the ropes, begging him to let her down.

"Sorry, babe," he said, then stepped back, raising the riding crop.

"No, stop! Not that, I – aaaaghhh! I did what you said, I – aaaahhh! Ohhh, Uncle, save me – aaaghhhh!" Her legs trembled as the riding crop whipped her ass with terrifying precision.

"Yeaahhh!" Eric roared as he thrust his cock deep into Alisha's mouth. "Ooohhh, yeahhh! That's right, Nolan just like that – aaahhh!"

Cathy screamed, weeping and begging at the top of her voice. But nothing stopped the agony. She saw the huge jet of cum shoot out of Eric's cock as Alisha eased her mouth back, grinning as the fuck juice poured all over her mouth and cheeks. Alisha held her mouth above the shooting cock, her hands working the shaft, her tongue flicking out over the throbbing cockhead.

"Aaahhh, fuck! That's wonderful!" Eric yelled, his hands tangling in Alisha's blonde hair, his cock thrusting, shooting hot wads of spunk into her willing, open mouth. "Oooohh, look at that! Ooohhh, honey, you're the best!"

Alisha slid her mouth back over his jetting cockhead, sucking up the cum as it poured out, her tongue licking out to take in thick gobs of it.

"Oh, fuck, oh fuck!" Eric yelled, his cock fucking in and out of Alisha's lips while his cum smeared all down the length of it even as she swallowed the hot juice and sucked harder for more.

Cathy shrieked as the riding crop lashed her ass. Her little white panties were beginning to fray, tearing at the sides as the vicious leather bound crop whipped her. Her ass burned with feverish pain, and each lash of the riding crop added another line to the swollen, crimson mass that was her ass cheeks. The agony seemed unendurable, but Nolan kept on until she was twisting to the beat of the riding crop, thrashing around, her legs heaving upward at each horrible whipping.

"Ooohh yeahhh!" Eric gasped as his cock shot the last of its load.

Alisha began licking up the cum. She held his still-hard cock and began licking it from cockhead to base, rubbing it over her cheeks, then licking the cum off it.

"Okay, Nolan," Eric gasped, "you can stop now."

The beating stopped, and Cathy hung, her legs unable to support her, her ass a throbbing, burning mass of pain. She wept.

"Right," Conrad said, getting up off the sofa, "now for my niece."

Renata kissed him and Conrad ran his hand over the front of her tight blouse, feeling her large tits.

"You want me to take it off?" Renata asked. "Later," he said, then walked over to the sobbing Cathy.

"Ooohhh, not fair!" Alisha said, pouting as she still held Eric's cock. "You said we had to show her what happens to teases in auditions. Come on, Conrad, I earned it and Eric needs to get his cock back up."

Conrad grinned as he reached Cathy. He turned toward Alisha and ran his hand over Cathy's ass, making her groan with pain.

"I think we've already shown her," he said, "but whatever your little heart wants, baby, go ahead. I can do two things at once."

"Ooohhh, yeah!" Alisha hopped off the table, then paraded away from the desk.

With a grin on his face, Eric got up and sat on the desk again.

Alisha walked up to the table and knocked on it.

"Come in," Eric said.

Alisha sashayed in.

"Where have you been?" Eric said nastily. "I got you the speaking part, you little shit, and you ain't been near me in a week."

"Well fuck you!" Alisha said with a sneer. "There are other agents, you know, they'll get me jobs for nothing." She pouted and sat down on the desk. "I want a better part, then we might talk business."

Conrad turned to his sobbing niece.

"Watch this," he said, "this is what happens to whores when they go back on deals. Oh, and another thing, beg me to take your bra off."

"Ooohh, please, Uncle! Please, don't make me – aaghghhh! Oh, please take my bra off – aagghhh! Uncle, please!" Cathy wept as Nolan lashed her ass twice more.

"Slow learner," Conrad commented as he reached for the cups of her bra.

Behind him, Renata stood, a nasty look on her face. She opened the neck of her blouse, undoing three buttons until the sides fell away, revealing the center clasp of her bra and the deep cleavage of her tits.

Conrad held onto the cup of Cathy's bra and heaved. The clasp held for a moment then broke, revealing Cathy's wonderful tit-mounds for the first time.

"Fuck me!" Conrad gasped. "I'm glad you came to New York!"

Cathy sobbed as he reached for her tits, playing with the soft flesh.

"Watch the play," he said, "this is the price of fucking around."

"Well fuck!" Alisha leaned over Eric. "I'll get another agent!"

"We had an agreement," Eric snarled. "I get you a speaking part, I get to have you anyway I want, as often as I want, as ions as you've got it."

"Tough nuts," Alisha said, getting off the desk. "I ain't giving you nothin'."

"Oh yeah?" Eric grabbed Alisha's wrist, twisting her around and slamming her facedown over the desk.

Alisha gave a gasp of excitement before she realized she was supposed to be acting.

"Let me go!" she screamed, twisting under his hand. "You can't do this to me!"

"Wanna bet?" Eric pulled out a length of rope from his desk.

"You see," Conrad said as his hand moved off Cathy's tits and down over the tight waist cincher. "Lots of agents have rope and leather straps in their office, just for bitches who play us false. Wise, don't you think?"

Cathy gasped and moaned.

Conrad slid his hand up and took one of her nipples.

"Wise, don't you think?" He began rolling the tight nipple bud between his finger and thumb. He increased the pressure slowly.

"Aaahh, yes, Uncle! Yes, it's wise!" Cathy sobbed, staring down at her tit that was being twisted and pulled around.

"You must learn to answer faster," Conrad went on softly, twisting her nipple harder, sending arrows of pain through Cathy's body.

"Aaahhh, yes! Uncle, yes!" Cathy wept, her legs shaking with fear and pain.

"Tell me what's going on at the desk," Conrad said, keeping his grip on Cathy's throbbing nipple.

"He's… he's tying her up," Cathy moaned.

"Go on, tell me in detail." Conrad took hold of her other nipple and began twisting that too.

"Aaahhh – ohhh God!" Cathy sobbed. "He's tying her ankle to the leg of the desk and the other one, he's lashing that. Her legs are open wide and now he's going round to her head and…"

"Why do you think her legs are fled open?" Conrad interrupted.

"I-I don't know, Uncle I don't know!" Cathy sobbed.

"Think," he said, twisting her tit-flesh viciously, making her scream.

"I don't know, Uncle! I don't know!"

"Whip her."

"No, Uncle, no! Aauugghhhh! So he can do what he likes to her?" she screamed as Nolan cut her ass with the riding crop.

"What's between her legs?" Conrad asked. "Her, her, vagina!" Cathy moaned. "Say her cunt and her asshole." Conrad twisted her hard nipple buds.

"Her cunt and her asshole!" Cathy screamed. "Good," Conrad said. "Now put it all together and tell me why her legs are tied open."

"So he can, uh, have her cunt," Cathy sobbed.

"Now I'll tell her this one more time. So he can fuck her cunt if he wants – say it!"

"So he can fuck her cunt if he wants!" Cathy moaned.

Cathy didn't know what he was getting at. "And what, Uncle?"

"She has two holes back there, doesn't she? Now get it right, or you know what happens." His fingers still rolled her nipples around as he stared at her.

"Ooohhh, no! Uncle, not…" Cathy saw him nod to Nolan. "Noooo!"

The riding crop lashed her ass, whipping a long rip into her tiny white panties.

"So he can fuck her ass!" she screamed, not able to believe she had said such a horrible thing.

"Better," Conrad said. "Tell me what's going on now."

Impatiently Nolan slid the tip of the crop into the tear in Cathy's panties and pulled. The material ripped. He left the tip of the crap as a reminder, playing it over Cathy's ass, thrusting it into her ass crack.

"He's… he's got her arms tied down over the desk!" Cathy sobbed. "And he's going back round to her – to her ass. He's reaching in and taking her panties and he's-he's tearing them off!"

Trussed lightly over the desk as she was, Alisha gave a squeal of excitement as her little red panties tore away from her ass. She twisted to look at Eric, rubbing her tits into the desktop.

"Don't you think it would be a great idea if we ripped your panties off too?" Conrad asked Cathy.

"Y-yes, Uncle," Cathy wept.

"Who would you like to do it? Would you like to do it, Renata?"

"Yeah, why not?" Renata strolled forward, sliding her blouse even farther open. "You like my tits?"

Cathy choked. It seemed as if every degradation and agony under the sun was being piled on her. She stared in horror as Renata undipped the bra and let the cups fall away, showing off her full, heavy tits. With one hand, she undid the rest of her blouse and then pushed her tits closer to Cathy.

"I asked if you liked my tits."

"Ooohhh, no, I don't want to – aaaghhh!" Cathy screamed as Nolan whipped her ass. "Yes, yes, I like your tits!"

"So if Nolan lets you down a bit on that rope, you'd like to kiss them, right?" Renata said with a nasty glint in her eye.

Cathy struggled for a second, but she couldn't take any more of the pain. "Yes… I'd like to kiss them."

"Good," Renata purred, "now watch as Conrad takes my skin off."

From behind her, Conrad reached around and undipped her leather skirt, sliding it down Renata's long, shapely legs, then holding it as she stepped out of it. Renata's black stockings outlined her legs to perfection as she spread her legs and held her tits, waiting.

Cathy felt the rape being loosened, and she started to drop to the floor, struggling with the pain in her arms as the pressure came off. She was allowed to go as far as her knees and then the rope jerked tight again.

Renata advanced on the kneeling girl who sobbed, her arms still up in the air.

"Kiss them," Renata ordered.

Her head throbbing with pain and disgust, Cathy leaned forward and kissed the warm, soft skin of Renata's tits. Renata made her kiss all over her tits, repeating how much she loved it, while Eric came out of the darkness of the unfit room with a cat in his hand, the many tails shiny with use, the knots tight and hard. He walked up to the moaning Alisha as Renata grabbed Cathy by her dark hair.

"Lick my nipples," Renata said.

Cathy felt the flesh crinkle under her tongue and the shudder of excitement that ran through her uncle's mistress.

"Okay," Renata said, "haul her up again." The rope jerked and Cathy was back as before, hanging, weeping desperately. Renata leaned in and took hold of Cathy's panties. She put her mouth to the sobbing girl's ear.

"You got a problem, honey," she hissed. "Conrad wants you so bad, he's gonna fuck the shit outa you. Well, okay, he's fucked a lot of whores, and they all loved it, but you try and take him away from me and I'll get you." She laughed nastily. "Heads you lose, baby, tails you lose."

Then, with another horrible laugh, she ripped Cathy's panties, tearing them completely away.

Cathy wailed as the soft dark hair of her pussy mound was revealed for the first time, but her voice was drowned by the scream of mingled delight and pain that Alisha gave as the cat whipped into her ass.

"This is what you get for playing me around!" Eric yelled. He had dropped his shirt and pants somewhere, and his cock stuck out of his loins like a rising flagpole, getting harder with each stroke.

"Aaghghh!" Alisha shrieked, her ass trembling. "You bastard, you shit! I bet you'll fuck me at the end of this. I bet you do."

She gave a moan as another stroke of the cat whipped her ass into a red mass of flesh.

"You got it, whore!" Eric snarled and laid into the screaming actress for all he was worth. Renata slid her fingers over Cathy's whipped ass, making her groan with pain, but then she moved on, into the crack of her pussy.

"Open your legs," she said.

Cathy slid her feet apart, her high heels just staying in contact with the floor. She sobbed louder as she felt Renata's fingers probing slowly into the crack of her cunt.

"Nice pussy," Renata commented, "just the kind of cunt you like me to get for you, hey, Conrad?"

"Yeah," he replied. "How long you want to play with her?"

"Whatever you want." Renata turned toward him. "Do you want her now?"

He grinned slowly. "I know what you wanna do. Okay, you can have her for a bit. Want me to get the small cat?"

"Yeah," Renata said with a grin, keeping her hand on Cathy's shivering cunt.

Cathy sobbed as Conrad walked into the darkened room and Renata kept her fingers on her pussy. The horrible brunette caressed her flesh almost tenderly, playing with her.

Then Alisha began leaping on the desk, her body thrashing with each stroke of the large cat.

"Aaaghhh! Yes!" she screamed, her body heaving. "Ooohhh whip me, Eric! Whip me! Make me come – aaahhh! Ooohhh Eric, I'm coming! Whip me till I come – aaggghhh! Then fuck me, Eric, fuck me – aaagghhhh! Yes! Yes! Yesssss!"

Alisha gave a series of unearthly shrieks of lust, her body pounding into the desk top and then she collapsed, panting on the hard wooden surface. "Ooohhh, fuck me, Eric! Please, fuck me!" she begged, her legs straining wider, her ass a crimson mass of whipped skin.

Eric threw the whip aside and advanced on the bound actress. He took his massive cock, which was as hard as it had ever been, and rubbed it over Alisha's trembling cuntal entrance.

"Jesus, whore," he growled, "You get so fuckin' wet when you're whipped!"

"Oh yes, I know!" Alisha moaned, heaving her ass back, trying to get his cock inside her. "I'm such a bad girl you must punish me for liking it! You must punish me – aahhhh!"

Alisha gasped as the full nine inches of Eric's cock sank into her sopping wet pussy. She pulled at the ropes, her back arched as she moaned with the wonderful prick filling her cunt.

"Ooohhh!" she groaned. "Fuck me! Oohhh, fuck me!"

Eric rammed his cock hard into Alisha's pussy and then began a long slow fucking, driving his fuck rod in to the hilt with each stroke, getting a moan or scream of lust from the bound blonde at each long shafting.

At the same time Renata's fingers were probing the entrance of Cathy's cunt. "You fuck a lot of boys?"

Cathy couldn't stop sobbing as she hung on the rope. "I-I don't do that."

"You what? You don't fuck?"

"No, no, honest, I…"

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen," Cathy sobbed.

"Who the fuck reaches eighteen and doesn't fuck!" Renata demanded. "Shit, and with looks like yours – Jesus! So you just fucked one or two boys then?"

Renata's fingers probing into the very entrance of Cathy's pussy.

"I-I'm a virgin," Cathy confessed. Conrad came out of the darkness with a smaller version of the whip that Eric had used on Alisha. The tails had the same knots, but they were only about a foot long, though they looked just as vicious.

"Fuckin' Jesus!" Renata exclaimed. "Did you hear that, Conrad?"

"Yeah," he said, "so find out."

On the desk, Eric was increasing the pace of his fucking. Alisha gasped and moaned, her body jumping as his massive cock slammed into her cunt. Her fingers gripped the edge of the desk and she flung her head back, screaming out to the whole room.

"Oooohhhhh, Eric! I'm coming! Ooohhh Eric! I'm coming!"

Renata leaned close to Cathy again. "I'm gonna find out if you're a virgin or not. If you lied to me, then Nolan's gonna whip the crap outa your ass and we'll take up where we left off."

Cathy broke into more tears as she felt Renata's fingers probing into her soft cunt.

They pushed up inside, closer and closer, and finally they came up against the tight drum of Cathy's cherry.

"Well, fuck my ass with a bean pole! The little shit was telling the truth." Renata eased her fingers out of Cathy's cunt, leaving her hanging.

"You sure?" Conrad asked.

"I know a fuckin' cherry when I feel one." Conrad chuckled. "That I gotta have – I mean, fancy saving your cherry for your uncle. How thoughtful, how nice. Give the young lad some appreciation."

Cathy wanted to die of shame.

His cock speeded up, throbbing and swelling in the little blonde's cunt as the cum boiled in his balls and began to rush out and down his cockshaft.

"Ooohhh, fuck, I'm coming!" he bellowed, throwing his head back as his thick fuckrod went out of control, slamming into Alisha's pussy faster and harder with each stroke.

"Yessss!" Alisha shrieked. "Ohhh, fill me with cum, baby! Fill me with it – ohhhhh!"

She wailed with uncontrollable lust as she climaxed, her body tossing wildly on the desk, her ass heaving higher and harder for the shooting cock.

"Ooohhh!" Eric gasped as his cock exploded, jetting thick wads of jism deep into Alisha's throbbing cunt.

He shoved her up until the bonds on her ankles strained and her high heels came off the carpet, while all the time his fucker shot white spunk into her fuck channel and she screamed with unbearable lust. As his cock pistoned in and out, cum oozed from the red hole and ran down Alisha's thighs, running down her trembling thighs and into her red stockings.

"Yesss!" she screamed, arching back for a final series of hard thrusts from Eric.