"Come on, bitch, tell us what it's like to come!" he roared.
Melinda shuddered, her pussy and ass erupting with passion under Jacqueline's skillful work.
"No, no!" she moaned, taking another shot of jism in her mouth. She licked it up, taking more as it shot out of his cockslit. At least the force of the cum-shots had diminished, though there seemed to be a jot pouring into her mouth. She swallowed thick strings of cum as the spasms of climax rushed out of her pussy and ass.
"Tell me, bitch, what's it feel like?" Richard demanded, pushing his cock back into Melinda's mouth for a moment, pouring cum over her tongue.
"No, no, please, no!" Melinda sobbed, her body wracked with orgasms, her mouth full of cum.
She swallowed more jizz. Finally the stream from Richard's cock slowed. Dribbles of jizz ran out of his piss-slit and over her tongue and lips while he held her head and watched, gasping with satisfaction.
"You said Jacqueline could whip you if you came."
"I didn't come!" Melinda wailed, her clit throbbing again as Jacqueline licked her tongue around the tight bud and then into her fuck-hole.
"Lying bitch!" Richard snarled, pushing his cock back into Melinda's throat for a moment. "You came, whore! You came like a fucking freight train!"
"No!" Melinda wailed, her mouth sliding over his cockhead.
"You shit, you'll pay for that!" Richard snapped. "Now Jacqueline gets to do what the fuck she likes with you." He ran his cock over Melinda's lips once more and pulled it away, smacking her across the face with it. "You wait, whore!"
Jacqueline licked her clit, and Melinda spasmed again, coming helplessly in front of them all.
"Bitch!" Richard said, then sat down, waiting along with Hugh.
Jacqueline stopped her work on Melinda and stood up, digging her nails into Melinda's ass one more time.
"My turn now," she said brightly, coming around to Melinda's face and grinning at the helplessly bound girl. "Now we can do this easy or hard, it's up to you. You do as I say and take your punishment and it won't go too badly. You fuck me around and I'll double everything. And then, bitch, I'll have something that'll really set you screaming. Got that?"
"W-what?"
"You'll find out if you fuck me around!" Jacqueline warned and started to undo Melinda's bonds.
Melinda fell to the floor. Her whole body ached and throbbed.
Jacqueline left her there for a few minutes to recover. But it wasn't long before she was back, the cat in her hand, a fiendish grin on her face.
"Stand up!"
Melinda struggled up, her little black skirt still wrapped around her waist, her blouse flapping, her stockings wrinkled and torn.
"Take them off. Close to the men, give them a good time!"
"What? Here?" Melinda gasped, her head in a spin.
"Where the fuck do you think?" Jacqueline leaned over Melinda. "You want your own changing room, maybe?"
"Please, I'll do it!" Melinda moaned.
She staggered over to where the two men sat, waiting for her. She pulled down her skirt to get at the zipper, her eyes cast down, knowing the two men were staring at her wonderful body. She could also see that Hugh's cock was as hard as before and that Richard's prick was already starting to heave back upright. She unzipped her skirt and started to pull it down over her whipped ass.
"Slowly, cunt!" Jacqueline whispered in her ear. "You gotta keep these two men interested, keep them horny. If they ain't horny, I'll whip you until they are, got that?"
"But they're already, you know, ready," Melinda moaned as she eased her black leather skirt down her thighs.
"You don't say when they're ready, bitch, they do! Or I do. Got that?"
"Th-that's not fair!" Melinda whimpered.
"Oh, yeah?" Jacqueline hissed, sliding the cat over Melinda's naked ass. "So what you did was fair? Hey, bitch, you gotta pay a lot for that, cunt!"
As Melinda bent over to slide her skirt off, Jacqueline lashed her exposed ass.
Melinda screamed, twisting around, her eyes flaming.
"Stop that, bitch!"
Jacqueline snickered. "Take your blouse off."
"Please, I-I didn't mean that!" Melinda wailed as she let her blouse drop to the floor and her bra with it. "I-I was confused, you know, confused!"
"Don't worry, honey," Jacqueline said in silky tones, "that's what I'm here for. You won't be confused when I've finished with you!"
"Please!" Melinda sobbed, her body shaking with terror.
"Face them. Let them see what you've got!" Still shaking with fear, Melinda turned and faced the two men. She was naked, except for her stockings and high heels. Her lovely tits were totally exposed and she watched as the two men ran their eyes over her curves. She couldn't help but notice that Richard's cock erected much faster as he watched her trembling body. For some reason she hated to think about, she felt a pang of pride. He really wanted to fuck her.
"Jeez!" Hugh whistled. "That sure is some body!"
For the first time they could see the true hourglass curves of Melinda's figure. They were curves that she had played up at the interviews, and they looked just as good without the tight blouses and dresses she usually wore. The heavy curves of her tits accentuated the way her waist pulled in. And there, between her spread thighs, was the triangle of her pussy hair, damp now from Jacqueline's mouth and her own pussy juices. Her legs looked even better than the moment when she pulled her skirt up to impress Hugh at the interview. Her high heels enhanced the curves of her calves and thighs into incredibly delicious shapes while her sulky, scared, pouting face added the final touch to the men's lustful appreciation of her body.
"Put your hands behind your head and hold them," Jacqueline said.
Melinda shivered, knowing there was more punishment to come. She did as she was told, holding her hands behind her head, looking down to see her tits thrust out, becoming an even greater temptation for the two men.
Jacqueline strolled around Melinda. She slid the cat over Melinda's tits, stroking the strong, heavy globes.
"You gotta learn to behave," she said softly, "so I'm gonna whip your tits."
"Aaagghhh, no!" Melinda screamed, pulling her arms away. "You can't do that, you can't!"
Jacqueline laughed.
"Let me tell you," she hissed. "You have a choice. It's six strokes on your tits if you hold your arms back and don't take them away. If you make me tie you down, it's twelve. Like I said, double."
Melinda trembled. "Please, no, not that, I'll be good! You can all fuck me, but not that, please, not on my – my tits!"
She fell to her knees and crawled, falling around Jacqueline's ankles, clutching them desperately.
"Get up!" Jacqueline snapped, lashing Melinda's back and ass.
"Aaagghhh, yes, yes!" Melinda screamed, rolling away, then scrambling to her feet, her face white with horror.
"Which is it, bitch? And don't tell me you don't deserve it after what you tried to do to my husband."
Melinda felt trapped, utterly trapped. She knew she had to give in. Her arms slowly, very slowly started to lift up and move to the back of her neck. She sobbed, weeping at the humiliation as much as the pain that she knew was coming.
The cat soared up above Jacqueline's head, swinging around.
Melinda shivered, but she knew she had to keep her tits thrust out. She could see the two men, staring at her tits, as the whip came down on her swelling tit-mounds.
Agony rushed out as thin red marks appeared on the swelling globes of Melinda's tits. She screamed and her legs spasmed, her fingers twisting at the back of her neck.
"One!" Jacqueline lashed the girl's tits again. "Aagghhh!" Melinda screamed, jerking helplessly, her thighs shaking so badly that she nearly lost her footing.