Whipped and bound niece

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Get up!" Conrad snapped, standing over his weeping niece.

"No, please, Uncle! No more, please!" Cathy sobbed, holding her whipped pussy and rubbing it.

The pain began to subside, but that terrible passion began almost immediately, surging out from the contact of her fingers on her clit. She tried rubbing her sore tits, but that was just as bad. She fell forward, even closer to the soft carpet, as if that would save her.

"Little shit!" Nolan said, appearing beside Conrad. "Give her the best orgasms of her life and she pulls a stunt like this. I know what she needs."

Cathy looked up at them furtively. They both stood watching her, their long thick cocks swinging. But already their cocks were getting hard again, stiffening slowly.

"I think she could join Renata, don't you?" Nolan said. "A bit of lezzy action never hurt anybody."

Conrad grinned slowly. "Sure. One last chance, baby, get up, or take what comes."

Cathy burst into louder sobs. "No! You're all perverts, sadists, I hate you!"

She tried to crawl across the carpet, her already torn stockings ripping further in the rough pile.

Nolan's foot landed in the small of her back and he pushed her face down, hard into the floor. "You ain't goin' nowhere, bitch!"

"Let me go!" Cathy wailed, struggling, her tits pushed into the thick carpet.

"Turn over!" Nolan lashed her ass with the cat.

"Aaaahhhh!" Cathy screamed and turned rapidly, staring up at him, her hands over her tits.

He looked down at her, his cock stiffening as he watched her tears and helplessness. "Get your hands away."

"P-please!" Cathy wept as she slowly let her hands fall away from her lovely tits.

"Now hold them, close together!" he snapped.

Cathy put her hands on the sides of her luscious tits and pushed them together, forming a cleavage for him.

He dropped to her knees, straddling her body, and shoved his cock between her tits, ramming it up until his cockhead slid over her chin at the top of each thrust.

"I'll make a bargain with you, honey," he said. "You bring me off before Conrad has Renata tied up and I'll let you go. If not, you go up with her."

He slowly fucked his cock between her tits, pushing upward until his balls also slid between them. Then back down, the thick hunk of meat was getting harder by the moment.

Cathy didn't understand what Nolan was talking about for a moment. She could hear the moans and screams coming from Alisha as she lay over the sofa back, her cunt throbbing to the beat of the vibrator, her ass writhing as Eric rammed his thick cock in and out. Alisha was coming in constant, screaming heaves of climax, her body twisting, her mouth open and sobbing with delight as she played with the vibrator, ramming it high into her wet cunt.

But then Cathy saw Renata and Conrad.

Conrad had Renata on the floor, and he was standing over his receptionist, the riding crop in his hand. Mound him were several ropes from the apparatus. The horrible thing had been extended, and now there were two bars reaching horizontally across the top, about a foot from each other, and they were almost at the ceiling. From them hung the ropes that dangled around Conrad.

"Put them on," Conrad said.

"You shit!" Renata yelled, but she reached for the leather bindings and slipped one of them over her right ankle. "You nasty, cocksuckin' little shit!"

Conrad nodded and she reached for the other binding. Staring pure hatred at him, she slipped that one over her other foot and glared at Conrad.

Suddenly he reached over, grabbed her by the hair and twisted her head back. He pulled he around until she had her back to him, her shoulders at his knees. Viciously he shoved her head between his legs so that she had to stare up past his massive cock and into his eyes. He held the riding crop over her tits.

"What did you call me?"

"How the fuck should I remember?" she spat. "Something too good for you – like cocksuckin' little shit!"

Conrad raised the riding crop and Renata gave a half sob, half yell as it lashed down, whipping her nipples.

"Cocksuckin' little shit!" she screamed. "You're – oooohhhh fuck, cocksuckin' little – aaaagghh, shit!"

He whipped her tits again.

"What did you call me?" Conrad asked, panting, holding Renata's hair, his cock thrusting out over her face, a glint of admiration in his eyes.

"Can't you fuckin' hear right!" Renata yelled. "I said you're a cocksuckin' little shit!"

Her chest heaved as she waited for the riding crop.

Instead Conrad reached behind him and pulled on a rope. Renata's legs lurched up into the air, pulled apart by the ropes. She still wore he high heels and the heels were pointing at the ceiling by the time Conrad stopped hauling on the rope.

"Changed your mind?" he said to Renata as she lay on her back, bent at the waist.

"Cocksucker!" she screamed. "You think – aaahhhooo!"

She screamed as Conrad pulled again and the rope went higher, dragging Renata's back off the rug. Then he pulled again and Renata was off the floor.

Renata screamed as she hung upside down, her ankles pulled well apart by the ropes which ran to the sides of the apparatus, her hands dangling toward the floor. She glared at Conrad as he came over, her tits falling toward her face.

"Not high enough," Conrad said, then gripped the rope again.

"You're the cocksucker!" Renata screamed. "Not me!"

She wailed as she was pulled even higher. Now her feet were right at the top and sides of the apparatus. They stretched her legs apart even more, and her face was just at the level Conrad wanted.

He walked back to her and put his cock to her lips. "Now we'll see who's the cocksucker."

"Fuck off!" Renata screamed, staring at the riding crop.

Conrad slid behind her and lashed her ass with the leather-bound crop.

"Yyyayahhhh!" Renata screeched, her body swinging from the apparatus, jerking with pain.

She put her hands over her ass, so Conrad stepped around and lashed her tits, beating the red line of pain into the soft under slopes of her globes.

"Aaaaaagh!" Renata's brunette hair tossed wildly, her body jerking on the ropes.

"Ready to suck cock?" Conrad asked, whipping her tits again.

"Get lost, fucker!" Renata screamed, rushing her hand to her tits.

It didn't do her any good. Conrad stepped around and lashed her ass once more. He beat her again, setting her body swinging wildly from the apparatus.

"Suck my cock."

"Fuuuck offf!" Renata screamed as the riding crop lashed her ass.

She slid her hands back up, so Conrad lashed her tits, beating them until she was screaming constantly, jerking uncontrollably on the ropes.

"Yaaaahhhh! You stinking fucker – aaahhh! You heap of trash can shit! You're a faggot! You want me to do it 'cause Nolan won't! You're a faggot, a shit-eating faggot – aaaaaghhhhh!"

As Renata's body tossed on the ropes, she began to spasm.

Suddenly Conrad turned the riding crop vertical and lashed her right between her legs, the thin leather-bound crop whipping Renata's soft pussy.

With an unearthly shriek, Renata came, sobbing and twisting, her mouth twisting violently as she shook with orgasm.

"Fucker, fucker, fuuuckerrr?" she screeched, twisting as the riding crop whipped her pussy.

She collapsed, breathing heavily. Conrad stopped and grinned at her, the riding crop in his hand.

Tears ran from Renata's eyes, but she grinned at him.

"Okay, fucker," she said, "I'll suck your cock now."

Conrad came up and slid his massive long fuck rod over her cheek.

"You love cock, don't you, bitch," he said, as his cock slapped her across the face.

"Fuckin' hate it, and you," Renata crooned, sliding her hand up Conrad's thigh to his balls.

Conrad slapped her face with his cock again, the sound quite clear in the room.

"You love it, don't you!"

"I hate it, you fucker!" Renata gasped as slid her hand down his massive cockshaft and pulled her mouth to the tip of his cockhead. "I'll show you how much I hate it!"

She sank all of the enormous cock into her mouth and up her throat. Hanging as she was, the angle was easy for her, but the complete way she sucked his cock into her throat until she licked her tongue out over his balls made Cathy gasp.

"How can she stay with a man who does that to her?" Cathy wept, staring up at Nolan as he fucked his cock between her lovely tits. "What will he say to her on Monday, when they go back to work?"

Nolan chuckled. "You're real stupid sometimes. Well, not stupid maybe, just naive." He grinned and worked his fingers over Cathy's nipples. "Now you better get going. Conrad's nearly finished and if you don't bring me off, you'll be up there too."

"Oohhh, no!" Cathy wept. "You just came – I-I can't get you off before then! You're a beast!"

Nolan leaned forward, his fingers tightening on her nipples. "You still don't get the point, do you? I wanna get you up there far too much to come right now. So you're going up there, baby, I just wanted to give you a fighting chance, that's all."

Nolan leaned back, roaring with laughter. Cathy sobbed louder, but she kept her hands on her tits, making a trough for his massive cock as it slid in and out. His fingers tightened slowly on her nipples, until pain started surging through her tits.

"Lick my cock," he ordered, and Cathy was forced to fuck her tongue out and run it over his thick, throbbing cockhead.

Suddenly Alisha's screams of lust rose to a new pitch.

"Ooohhh, yeahhh!" she yelled. "Ooohhh, yeahhh, shoot it up me! Come on! Fill my ass with cum! Fill my ass with cuuummmm!"

She grabbed the pillows harder, clutching them to her tits, and Eric fucked his cock into her ass faster and faster.

"Christ, I'm coming!" he roared. "Ooohhh, Jesus, fuckin' Christ! I'm coming! Oohhh, work that vibrator in your cunt, baby! Roll it over my cock – oohhhh yeahhhh!"

His frantic fucking drove Alisha's hips into the sofa back as his balls slapped at her at the peak of each deep fuck.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Alisha screamed, running her hand back between her thighs, grabbing the vibrator and fucking her cunt with it. Eric's balls emptied their cream, and, jizz between Cathy's luscious tits. "I got a job for you, baby, a real nice job." He got up and pulled her to her feet. "Over to Eric."

Cathy stumbled past Renata and Conrad as she moved to where Eric sat in the chair. Conrad's huge prick was moving slowly in Renata's mouth as she hung upside down from the bars, one hand on his cockshaft, the other running slowly over her pussy. Alisha had rolled over the back of the sofa and now lay on the cushions, running the vibrator at low power into her hot cunt. Her thighs were wide open and she lay there, a dreamy smile on her face.

"On your knees," Nolan said and pushed Cathy down between Eric's thighs. "Now lick it clean."

Cathy looked at Eric's cock. It was smeared with cum and Alisha's ass juices, and Cathy was sure there was some shit on it.

"Oh no! Oh no, not that, please!"

"Lick it clean," Nolan ordered, leaning over the sobbing girl. "I mean, fuck, you're gonna be sucking pussy and ass soon, so why not a cummy cock?"

"Oh no!" Cathy wept.

Nolan left her and she sat where she was, sobbing in horror.

Eric just looked at her and grinned. "Better do as he says, honey."

Nolan came back and knelt behind Cathy. He pushed a couple of tiny clamps under Cathy's terrified nose.

"You know what these are?" he asked.

"N-no!"

"These are nipples clamps. Or pussy clamps, depending on where we wanna put them. Now you start licking that cum off like a good girl, or put these on and tighten them until you do start."

Cathy sniveled as she looked at the tiny things. They had little jaws and screws, but she couldn't believe that they could give enough pain to make her want to lick the cum and other stuff off Eric's cock.

"Oh no! No, please! Don't, please!" Nolan had hold of one of her tits and was sliding the tiny jaws over her firm, thrusting nipple. Cathy felt the first bite of the jaws. She winced, but it wasn't too bad.

"No!" she whispered as the second clamp slid around her other nipple and Nolan tightened the jaws. They closed on her cunt-flesh, biting a little, causing her to wince and moan.

"Suck cock, baby," Nolan said. "And hurry, Conrad and Renata are waiting for you."

"No!" Cathy gasped.

Nolan tightened one of the clamps. Cathy could feel his huge, muscular body against hers as he screwed the clamp. Suddenly a fierce rush of pain gushed from her nipple as the clamp tightened, biting hard into her flesh.

"Aaahhh!" she hissed, her body rocking in pain.

Nolan tightened the other one, and the pain doubled, surging through her body.

"Suck cock, baby," Nolan said. Cathy stared at Eric's cock through eyes that were misty with pain. It suddenly didn't seem so bad, and she knew she would have to give in. But not yet, not just yet. "No!" she whispered.

Nolan leaned over her and took hold of the one clamp. As he tightened it, Cathy's nipple throbbed in pain and her body jerked, almost flinging Nolan aside.

"Yes, all right! I'll do it!" Cathy wailed, feeling the agony rushing from her nipple.

"Good. Now the other one and we can…"

"Nooooo!" Cathy screamed as he reached for her other tit.

"Take your pick, honey," Nolan said as he took the clamp in his fingers and played with the screw. "I'm real happy to put you up on the bar and whip you till you beg me."

He slid his fingers over the screw and it tightened slightly. Cathy shook as the pain soared out of her tits. She knew Nolan would do as he said, so she crouched there, pain beating in her tits and wept.

"Shall I?" Nolan's huge cock thrust into the crack of Cathy's ass.

"Yes!" she wept.

Very slowly he tightened the other screw until the same agony erupted in constant explosions from each of Cathy's tits. She screamed as she crouched on the floor between Eric's knees, her whole body being torn apart with pain.

"Now you can suck him," Nolan said.

The agony was so intense that Cathy didn't even notice the goo all over Eric's cock. She leaned in at once, took his soft cock and licked at it, cleaning the shaft in a terrible rush, her hands shifting on his flesh as she cleaned every last inch of it. She didn't notice any taste, or anything else. When it was done, she moaned and fell against Eric's leg, her mouth moving up and down his flesh as the pain throbbed through her. She felt Eric's cock getting harder tin her hands.

Nolan grabbed her by her hair and hauled her upright. "Now the bar."

"Nooo, you said that – aaaghgh!" Cathy screamed as he whipped her ass with the riding crop.

"Come on, bitch!" Nolan hissed in her ear as he led her over to the apparatus. "Tell us all how much you love it. Come on!"

Cathy stared at Renata, still hanging upside down, her legs spread wide, her mouth full of Conrad's cock as it slid in and out, ramming deep into her throat.

Conrad grinned at his niece as he played with Renata's tits and pussy, making his brunette receptionist moan around the massive hunk of his cockmeat.

"Yeah!" Conrad said, "tell us, baby." Cathy sobbed, then saw the riding crop moving up, over her ass.

"Yes, yes!" she wept. "I love it! I love it!" Desperately, she tried to unscrew the nipple clamps, but Nolan slapped her hand and showed her the riding crop.

With a grin, Conrad pulled his cock out of Renata's mouth and stepped away.

"You scumbag!" Renata screamed. "You'd better make this worth my while, you shit-eating motherfucker!"

Conrad grinned. "Patience, my love. Lots of goodies for all of us."

"You shit!" Renata screamed, twisting helplessly on the ropes.

Cathy's tears flowed even more freely as Nolan took her arms and lashed her wrists together to a rope that hung from the very top of the apparatus. He pulled, and her arms were hauled up, then the rest of her, until she was hanging from her arms, her feet inches from the floor.

She hardly had time to moan before Nolan took her feet and pulled them apart. As she hung there, he lashed each of her ankles to the sides of the apparatus. The agony from her nipples continued, burning through her, but what was worse was that her face was almost level with Renata's wide-open pussy.

Renata's legs strained on either side of her face and suddenly Cathy knew what was coming next.

Nolan cranked the horrible thing, and she was rolled slowly closer to Renata's wide-open cunt. She wailed in horror as her face was pushed almost into the soft curly hair of Renata's pussy mound. She hung there, her nipples aching with pain as Conrad walked up to the two of them.

"You see, we got a slight problem. I mean I have to look after my niece, don't I? Have to put her up and look after her real nice."

"So…" he flicked the thin cane over Renata's tits, "… you two have really got to get along, got to learn to share, got to learn to love each other real good. So we'll start right now and see how it goes. Okay, girls, it's time for some nice good pussy-sucking."

"You bastard!" Renata screamed. "You think I'm gonna suck this little shit's pussy?"

"Sure I do," Conrad said.

He stepped back and whipped Renata's ass as she hung there. Renata screamed and heaved on the ropes, hit it was Cathy who got another dose of real terror. The cane lashed into Renata's sore flesh only inches from her eyes.

Then Conrad came around to his young niece. "So, how about it then?" he said. "Are you the girl to get the ball rolling?"

Cathy twisted her head and saw the cane above her suffering ass. "Yes, yes! I'll do it!"

With a moan of surrender, Cathy leaned forward and let her young lips come into contact with Renata's hot, wet pussy.