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Chapter 2
Her ass aching with an agony that sent shivers through her, Gillian straightened up, rubbing her wrists. She moaned, and burst into fresh tears as she saw the blood on her wrists. Her ankles were still manacled so she couldn't escape, but she turned and looked down at her feet. There was a smear of blood on her ankle. With a sob, she looked at Alda and the cook as he gave a yell of lust, his cock pumping in and out of the brunette's hot wet cunt.
"Ahhhh, yeahhh!" he yelled, his ass heaving; his hands gripping Alda tightly; holding her onto his shooting cock. "Ohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Cumminnnggg!"
He jerked and Alda gave a scream of fury.
"You fucker!" she yelled, her cunt sliding on his thick shooting fucker, as it poured out cum deep in her fuck passage. "You fucker! Hold it in! Satisfy meeee!"
She screamed, her dark hair tossing wildly; her fingernails digging into his back; running thin red lines into his flesh.
"Aaahhhh! I'll get it up again; I will, I can, I willll!" he yelled, his cock slamming deep into Alda's cunt, pouring hot wet cum cream into her sucking fuck-hole.
"You better, you better!" Alda screeched, her pussy sucking and throbbing around his shooting prick. Gobs of cum were running out of her pussy as she jerked up and down on his fuck-rod. Her legs were clasped tightly around his waist, and she gasped with lust.
"Aaaahhh, yeahhh!" the cook yelled, slamming her ass into the tabletop; ramming his cock into her cunt with furious strokes as his balls gave out the last gobs of jizz. He gripped Alda's shoulders tightly, his cock blurring in and out of her cunt as he reached his peak, shooting thick spunk deep in her pussy.
"Wouldn't you love to be fucked like that?" Rose crooned into Gillian's ear, making the bound librarian gasp and jump. "Having a great big cock pumping into your pussy?"
Rose grinned and slid the whip under Gillian's nose, the terrible, hard leather looking shiny with use.
"Never mind," Rose whispered. "You will have it, lots of cocks, all shooting in your pussy. I know; I know how it's gonna be."
Gillian burst into more tears and fell forward over the tabletop. Ignoring her pleas, Rose gripped Gillian's blonde hair and pulled her back up, grinning at her horror.
"All for you; lots of cocks," she chuckled, and let Gillian go.
The terrified librarian fell across the table again; her legs still bound and spread wide, her ass burning from the whipping. Close by her, the cook was gasping as his cock gave out the last oozes of his cum. He gave a moan and pulled his still half-hard cock out of Alda's cunt.
"I'll get it hard for you," he gasped, and then started caressing his prick, gazing at Alda and then at Gillian as he did.
"Stupid fucker," Alda crooned, sliding to her knees in front of him. "I'll give you a minute. If you make it, you can have me any time you want this weekend. If you don't, tough; somebody else will."
She sank her soft lips over his cockhead, sucking gently on his cock; licking off his cum that still clung to his prick in thick gobs.
Gillian almost passed out when she saw that. The idea of taking a man's cock in her mouth almost made her throw up. She saw Alda's soft lips move down his cockshaft, taking it all in, caressing his flesh, her fingers on his balls, stroking them, squeezing gently.
"Mmmmm," Alda murmured, sliding the cook's prick into her mouth, her red lips a perfect circle around his cock. She eased her mouth back, her tongue flicking all over his fucker. "Not bad, big boy. You can do it."
"Told you," he gasped, his rapidly hardening boner swelling in Alda's mouth and skillful hands.
"Mmmm," Alda purred, licking his swollen cockhead. "So, you can have me when you want, big boy; you gonna fuck me raw?"
"You bet," he gasped and his cock gave another heave in her mouth.
"You better," Alda whispered, sinking her mouth down on the length of his prick, until Gillian saw her throat swell as she took his cockhead right in.
Gillian shivered at the horrible sight. She turned away, her eyes pouring tears. But Dean was there, on the other side of the table, and Rose was beside her; both of them looking at her with horrible lust in their eyes.
"So," Dean said. "How about that dress?"
Gillian could see the whip in Rose's hand and she knew she had to obey. Sniveling, she reached up and fumbled for the zipper at the back of her long dumpy dress.
The only sound in the room was the moaning that came from the young cook, as Alda's mouth sucked the last full inch of hardness back into his cock.
Gillian found the zipper and ran it down to the small of her back, losing her grip several times. She slowly eased the dress down her arms, revealing her bra.
It was only when she had her dress around her waist, that she realized that she had to take it off over her head, since her legs were still bound and spread. She sobbed, and pulled it up again, but still nobody tried to help her. Struggling almost painfully, she managed to pull the garment over her head and drop it on the floor. She felt naked under their horrible gazes, even though she still had her slip, bra, panties, and pantyhose on.
"Now the slip," Dean said.
Gillian choked and gave a deep sob. "Please, don't make me aaaghghhh!"
She leaped and jerked helplessly, her hands going to protect her ass as the whip pulled away, leaving a curling line on her slip and another red welt on her ass flesh.
"All right, I will!" she moaned.
She struggled with her long slip, trying to pull it up over her head. It was even more difficult than the dress; particularly with her legs still bound and stretched open. But slowly the long white garment pulled up, showing her legs again, and then her ass, and finally the curves of her body. With the final struggle, the bound librarian heaved the slip over her head and let it drop to the floor. She hung her head, put her hands over her tits, and wept.
"Jesus Christ, that's nice!" Dean breathed, coming forward and leaning over the table. "I knew she had a body under all that crap. Look at her."
He slid his hand out and took hold of Gillian's bra, pulling on it.
"Stop, please, stop!" Gillian begged.
"Take your hands away!" Dean snapped.
The moaning librarian did as she was told, leaving his horrible hands on her bra.
Then, Rose's hands worked over her tits from the rear, sending shivers over Gillian as she stood, bound to the table legs.
Dean unclipped the bra, revealing Gillian's wonderful tits for the first time.
"Fuck, you guessed right again, Dean!" Rose laughed, taking one of Gillian's nipples in her fingers, playing with the crinkled bud.
Something snapped in Gillian. With a scream, she flung Rose's hand away and lunged back at the woman, slamming into her hard.
"No, stop that! That's ... that's perverted!"
Instantly Dean grabbed her by the hair and slammed her back down to the tabletop, almost breaking her nose.
"You don't do that, bitch!" he snapped.
"No, please, no, don't, please!" Gillian begged, her ass heaving, as Rose's hands gripped her pantyhose and tore at it.
Gillian sobbed as Dean let go of her hair. He walked around the table and his powerful hands gripped her pantyhose, tearing at it, ripping the resilient material. Gillian screamed, as he walked around the table and gripped her hair once more.
"I'm gonna teach you to obey," Rose hissed in Gillian's ear. "I'm gonna whip your panties off you."
"No, please, I won't do that again! I won't!" Gillian begged.
"Damn right!" Rose laughed, then stepped away.
"No, please, noooo!" Gillian wailed, as the whip cut into her ass. She jerked against Dean's hand, but his grip was more than strong enough to keep her face down on the tabletop. "Please, I won't do it again, I'll do what you want! Urrghhh!"
She screamed as the whip cut her ass hard, leaving a red welt over her flesh. She flung her hands back to protect her ass.
"Take your hands away," Rose said.
Gillian sniveled and wept, holding her ass, trembling from head to toe.
Suddenly, Rose gripped Gillian's wrists and wrapped something around them very fast, binding them together. Gillian struggled and wept, but Rose slid the leather strap around her neck and pulled, shoving her hands up almost as high as her shoulder blades. Then, she tied the strap off and chuckled.
"You'll pay for that, too, bitch!" Rose promised.
Gillian wailed as the strap around her neck began cutting her air off. She gasped, then heaved, screaming as the whip cut into her ass.
This time Rose was whipping across her ass, lashing into her panties; cutting up the thin material with each blow, ripping the garment away in strips, as the whip cut and swung.
"Aaaghgh! Please, no, no, aurrghh!" Gillian screamed, then leaped right out of Dean's grasp, and went rigid, screaming her heart out.
The whip's tail had cut right between her legs, lashing into her spread pussy, the tip cutting right into her clit. The agony was beyond anything she'd ever known. She gasped for air, hands pulling the strap tighter around her throat. While she was still screaming and gasping, the whip lashed her again, ripping off a large section of her panties. Dean grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her back down to the table again. The pain was driving Gillian mad.
"Now tell me you'll do everything I say!" Rose snapped, lashing Gillian's ass, tearing off another strip of her panties.
"Yes, yes, I will! I promise! I won't urrghhh! I won't do anything wrong, I promise!" Gillian screamed, as the whip tore away another strip of her panties.
She clung to the tabletop, her tears pooling on the polished surface.
"Stand up!" Rose snapped.
Very slowly, her whole body aching horribly, Gillian pulled herself upright, sobbing and weeping. She looked behind her and saw her whipped, bruised ass, and the remains of her panties, still clinging around her waist. Farther down were the remains of her pantyhose, ripped, and shredded on her calves.
"Push your tits out," Rose said.
Gillian hurried to obey, pushing her lovely tit mounds out over the tabletop, her fingers wriggling in the bonds that held them. She gasped, as the strap tightened around her neck. She pulled her hands back up to allow herself to breathe.
It was horrible, degrading, to have to stand there as Dean and Rose ran their hands over her body. Her body was luscious. Her long legs curved from slim ankles to shapely calves and trim knees. The curves of her thighs led upward to the tight swell of her ass and the mound of her pussy, which hid the secrets of her cunt in its deep folds. Her hips curved into a slim waist, then on up to a wonderful pair of tits.
Her nipples were hard, her aureoles lightly covered. And her face, though red with shame, was still soft and beautiful, alluring in its innocence.
"Well, baby, you're worth it; worth every moment," Rose murmured, sliding her hand over Gillian's tits.
She pressed her hips into Gillian's ass, and the feel of the woman's expensive leather garment sent a shiver through Gillian, even before she felt the heat of Rose's cunt, burning right through the dress and into her flesh.
Dean worked one of Gillian's nipples, pulling at it, rolling it hard, until Gillian gave a moan of pain.
"Don't you love that?" Rose whispered, tightening her grip on Gillian's other nipple. Her hips pressed even harder against Gillian's ass, forcing Gillian's pussy into the table edge.
Gillian sobbed. "Yes, yes! I like it!"
"Do you like this?" Rose whispered, sliding her fingernails over Gillian's nipple; biting in hard, until the bound blonde writhed.
"Yes, I like it!" Gillian wailed, pain throbbing out of her nipple, her arms struggling to get free, yet only tightening the strap around her neck.
"Good," Rose purred, then slid her hand down Gillian's back.
Gillian trembled and bit her lip. She couldn't take any more of the whip, but the idea of having another woman's hands on her ass was almost more than she could stand. On top of that, Dean's fingers were still working her nipple and something really horrible was going on close beside her, as Alda worked the cook's stiff cock right into her throat.
"Hey, big boy, you really can get it up," Alda crooned, holding his cock in her skillful fingers.
"Told you," he gasped, then slid his rock-hard fucker right between Alda's lips until it was all in her mouth and throat, and her wicked little tongue flicked out over his balls.
With her lips caressing every inch of his cockflesh, Alda worked her mouth back up and ran her tongue over his throbbing cockhead.
"How about you fucking my ass?" she whispered. "Right in front of little miss virgin there?"
She giggled, sinking his cockhead back into her throat.
"Sure!" he gasped, his cock fucking harder.
"Come here!" Alda giggled, and pulled him onto the table by his cock. He crawled along behind her as Alda slid onto her hands and knees, her ass close to Gillian's face.
"Ohhhh, come on, fuck my pussy to get it wet, and then stick it up my ass!" Alda moaned, rearing up on her knees, thrusting her cunt out at the cook.
The boy was almost out of his mind with excitement, as he ran his prick into Alda's cunt and pulled it out, smeared with her pussy juices and his cum.
Alda giggled and spread her legs, her ass jerking up as he ran his cock right between her tight asscheeks.
Gillian couldn't believe what she was seeing. Dean worked her nipple; yet, she was staring as the young cook slid his cock into the crack of Alda's ass and ran his cockhead over her throbbing anal entrance.
"See that?" Alda laughed, pulling and spreading her asscheeks. "Watch it go in, virgin; you'll be begging for cock up your ass before the weekend's out."
Gillian broke into more tears, vowing that however hard they whipped her, she would never beg for anything so degrading.
Alda sighed happily as the cook's thick round cockhead slid into her ass. She held her asscheeks apart. Gillian couldn't help but see the thick cockshaft sliding into the crinkled entrance; pushing the hole open, rubbing hard against the throbbing muscles.
Gillian moaned, pulling at her bonds. Gasping and moaning, she saw the cook's fucker work right into Alda's ass, until he gave a gasp and slid down on top of her, his loins slapping into her asscheeks, his cock buried deep in her shit-pit.
Alda gurgled, and the two of them began fucking on the tabletop, their bodies jerking together in an obscene display of lust.
Rose's finger ran over Gillian's ass; sliding into her ass crack, pushing for her tight squirming shit-hole.
"Don't you love that?" Rose whispered.
Gillian moaned, struggling against the tabletop, her tits aching from Dean's fingers, her ass muscles almost cramping, as she tried to keep Rose's fingers out of her shit-pit.
"I said, don't you love it?" Rose whispered, showing Gillian the whip in her other hand.
"Yes!" Gillian whispered, pain surging out of her ass, as Rose's finger pushed against the tight ring of muscles guarding her trembling shit-hole.
"Beg me to finger-fuck your ass," Rose whispered, her finger pushing, the long fingernail scraping over Gillian's twitching asshole.
Gillian gave a gurgling scream, writhing on the tabletop, as the young cook rammed his prick deep in Alda's ass. Alda was moaning and gasping, her ass heaving up to take more of the hard prick, her tits rubbing against the shining tabletop.
"Beg me, or it's the whip, right on your pussy," Rose whispered. Her finger pushed and slid just inside Gillian's shit-hole.
"Aaaghhh!" Gillian screamed, jerking in horror and shame. "Yes, please, fuck my ass!"
"Good, tell me how much you love it," Rose whispered, her white leather suit pressing into Gillian's back.
Gillian wailed, jerking as her spasming ass muscles cramped against Rose's finger, trying to keep it out of her ass. But it was no use; the finger slid in, rasping over her shivering walls. Stabs of horrible pain gushed out of the contact. Her ass muscles pounded with pain, throbbing over Rose's finger as the relentless blonde worked her finger in and out, curving it, her fingernail scraping over Gillian's delicate anal walls. Gillian gave a sobbing moan, and tried to fall forward, gasping against the leather strap that ran around her neck and down to her hands.
"Tell me how much you love it," Rose whispered, running the whip in front of Gillian's staring eyes again.
"Aaaghhh, I love it!" Gillian screamed, as her ass went crazy around Rose's finger; throbbing and squirming, as her ass muscles cramped, erupting in pain.
"Good, you want me to go on?" Rose asked softly.
"Eeuurrghh! Yes, yes, please!" Gillian wept, her ass jerking as Rose's finger ran in and out, scraping her shitter walls.
Rose chuckled, running her finger deep in Gillian's ass, stroking, scraping, while Gillian's ass muscles cramped and spasmed.
Dean laughed, twisting Gillian's nipple, caressing her soft tit curves, his eyes devouring her.
"Uurrghh, yes! Yes, do it! Ooohh, fuck my ass!" Alda screamed, heaving up and down on the table, her ass jerking up, taking the cook's swelling cock as hard as she could.
"Uurrh, yeah, yeah, I'll fuck you, bitch!" he yelled, his cock slamming in and out of Alda's ass, the sucking, slapping sound making Gillian even sicker.
Gillian struggled against the bonds as Rose's finger ran deeper into her ass. She moaned and sobbed, but her shitter walls were settling down, the caress of Rose's finger feeling almost pleasurable. Even the scrape of Rose's fingernail sent shivers of strange arousal through the bound blonde. Gillian moaned, pulling against the chains, her throat tightening as she gasped for air.
"Oorrghhh, fuck my ass! Come on, baby! Fuck it!" Alda demanded, her body wriggling. Her large tits rubbed into the wood, and she gasped with every thrust of the cook's prick into her asshole.
He gasped, gripping her shoulders, shoving his cock into her shit- pit even harder, his ass blurring as he fucked her.
"Yes, ohhh, yes! I'm cumming!" Alda screeched, pushing back against him, taking his cock to the limit as it slapped in and out. She moaned and jerked, pushing up, spreading her legs, her tits lifting off the table as she spasmed and came, screeching with lust. "Do it!"
The young cook gasped as he shot the first jet of his cum deep in Alda's sucking ass. He howled as he came, his prick throbbing and shooting.
"Yessss, OOOhhh, yessss!" Alda screamed, cumming helplessly, as she pressed back against him, taking his cock as deep as she could. "Ohhhh, fuck my ass! Ohhh, cum, cum aaghhh!"
The cook gripped Alda around her thighs and pumped the last shots of his cum into her ass. He yelled, leaning on her still twitching body, his cock oozing cum into her ass.
Alda dropped back onto the tabletop, moaning with satisfaction. "Hey, big boy, you can fuck; you know that?"
"Hey, you ain't exactly lousy yourself," he gasped, lying across her, his cock still pumping.
"Call me, if you can't sleep." Alda giggled.
Gillian trembled as Rose worked her finger into her ass, and Dean held onto her tits, twisting her nipples.
"Now wasn't that fun?" Rose whispered.
"Yes!" Gillian moaned, shivers of strange passion running through her body.
The young cook pulled his cock out of Alda's ass and she gave a moan, thrusting up after him.
"Gotta go, babe," he said. "I'm back on for a couple of hours."
"Not yet, honey," Rose said, "your cock needs cleaning."
"Well, yeah, but I thought ..."
"She'd love to clean it for you, wouldn't you?" Rose said, ramming her finger harder into Gillian's ass.
Gillian trembled, and her ass spasmed painfully again, as she looked at the cook's slowly softening cock. It was cummy, and had other juices all over it. It didn't look as if there was any actual shit on it, but it looked disgusting enough.
"Yes, yes, I'll clean it, but how can I with my hands tied?" Gillian wept.
"Lick it clean!" Rose snapped.
Gillian gave a shriek, tossing, struggling against the bonds. "Never!"