Brutally he grabbed the collar around Annabelle's neck again and heaved her up, just enough so she could see what she was about to suffer. He kept his cook rubbing over her face, over her cheeks and her lips as she screamed in the grip of the most powerful emotion she had ever felt.
Kirby was ramming his cock into her, slamming his hard prick deep in her pussy while he ran the cat tails over her tits.
"When I come!" he gasped. "Ooohhh, when I come, I'm gonna whip your tits, oh fuck I am!"
Annabelle moaned, but her body spasmed, jerking to the beat of the obscene passion that surged all over her. She stared at the whip as it stroked her tits and they jumped to the thrust of Kirby's cock, heaving in and out of her pussy. She felt his cock growing inside her cunt, swelling, throbbing with the growing pressure of the cum in his balls. Lee ran his cock over her lips and she licked at it, running her tongue over his cock-head as it passed.
The cat swept up in the air. Annabelle screamed in expectation as she stared in horrified lust at the knotted tails.
"Yeahhhhh!" Kirby roared. "Can you feel it, whore, can you feel my cum?"
The whip jerked around as his balls tightened and the jism rushed out, running down his shaft.
Annabelle could feel it, feel his cock swell as the cum rushed down the tube and his cock jumped and twitched.
"Yessss!" she screamed. "Ooohh God yesss, I can?"
The whip cut into her tits and thick creamy cum burst out into her cunt as the heave of Kirby's cock lifted her ass off the table top. At that moment, all the sparks and surging emotions that had been building in Annabelle crashed over into an orgasm that erupted and took over her entire body.
She screamed with agony and lust. Her pussy spasmed around the spurting cock as another thick wad of goo poured out into her spasming cunt-hole and the cat tails lashed her throbbing tits, merging the pain and pleasure until she wasn't sure any longer which was which. She streeched and moaned, half choking as Lee kept up his grip on her collar. She wailed, her hips thrusting her pussy at the cum-pouring cock, her tits heaving up for the whip as it lashed them, bursting the most delicious agony all around her nipples.
"Aaaaggghhhhh, you beast, you pervert!" she wailed, her ass jerking on the table top in a pool of sweat.
The whip cut her tits once more as Kirby leaned closer, his cock spurting another load of cum, while he roared and bellowed with release, his arm sweeping up to whip her again.
"Ooohhh, fuck, what a cunt!" he yelled. His arm swept across the quivering tits, lashing them from side to side as his cock began to slow, the cum pouring out of it in smaller gobs, though more of it squeezed out of Annabelle's cunt with each thrust he made. He gasped, his arm swinging up for one final lash of the whip before he stopped.
Annabelle's climaxes surged to a peak as the whip lashed across her tits for the last time, but she wasn't going to get any respite. As she screamed and heaved, her pussy spasming around the last outpouring of Kirby's cock, Lee pulled her head back down by the collar once more and heaved his cock into her mouth, ramming right at her throat.
She had no idea what was going on. The whip stopped, but her tits still rang with the pain and lust! She rubbed them shamelessly, feeling the passion surge in her again, though not so high as before. Lee's cock thrust at her throat and incredibly it opened a little as the surge of her climax gave her another shuddering orgasm. She sucked, moaning as she felt Lee's cock swelling and throbbing as Kirby's had done and she knew he was close to coming. Slowly Kirby pulled his cock out of her cunt and it spasmed around the vanishing cock as if it was hungry far more.
Above her Lee began roaring with lust. His cock slammed into her mouth, throbbing and swelling.
"Yeahhhh!" he yelled. "Ready cunt?"
Annabelle was overwhelmed with one moment of panic as she thought about that horrible stuff pouring into her throat before the whip lashed into her wide-open pussy.
"Yeahhhhh!" Lee yelled. "Take it all, cunt, take it all!"
The cat lashed Annabelle's cunt again, biting right into the soft wet lips of her pussy, covering the stretched flesh of her inner thighs. Her ass leaped up, her legs strained against the bonds as she screamed, a deep, helpless guttural scream into Lee's cock as the first jet of white cum burst into the back of her mouth.
She came, the juice rushing out of her fuckhole as the whip landed again and gobs of Kirby's cum splattered off, flying through the air to land on the table and her legs and tummy. She lurched, her throat opening, letting Lee's cock ram deep as another stream of spunk gushed out of his cock. Her scream bubbled as she lurched, her pussy straining wider open as the cat whipped her clit, sending depraved eruptions of lust through her bound body.
Another load of cum filled her throat and backed up into her mouth. For the first time she tasted the creamy, salty stuff before a compulsive gulp of her throat swallowed it. The cat lashed in, her pussy exploded and her scream of climax rang out. Thick white cock-juice ran out of her mouth and over her lips as Lee's fucker slammed in and out, pouring cum all over her mouth and throat.
"That's my whore!" he yelled. "Ooohhhh, fuck, she's gonna be great!"
His cock spat a last wad of thick cum and then settled down, oozing lines of cum from his piss-slit while he gave a moan of satisfaction and left it in her mouth.
"Clean it right off, bitch," he ordered, tossing the cat aside.
Annabelle lay still, the pulsations of her climax subsiding as she licked the cum running out of Lee's cock and also sucked up the rest of it still on her lips and in her cheeks. But something was missing. She had climaxed, but not been satisfied. And now she was lying in this degrading position, whipped and raped, sucking on the rapist's cock.
Shame and horror rushed back over her. She sobbed and pulled her mouth away from Lee's prick, weeping bitterly, trying to untie the ropes around her ankles.
"Did I tell you to stop?" Lee asked.
"Fuck off!" Annabelle screamed.
"And I thought the little bitch was getting somewhere," Hilary said. "Oh well, plenty of time left."
"Untie her," Hilary said.
Annabelle rolled on the floor as the ropes came off, her legs aching, her whole body wracked with pain. But even that wasn't as bad as the humiliation she felt. She had been whipped, abused and raped and she had come, had an orgasm right in front of her tormentors. She would never be able to live that down.
"Stand up?" Hilary snapped, taking hold of the thin rod. She waited as the quivering librarian staggered to her feet and stood in front of them all in just her torn slip, bra and stockings.
"Take that slip and bra off," Hilary added. Mechanically, her head throbbing with shame and lingering agony, Annabelle slid the straps of her slip down under her arms and let the tarn garment fall to the floor. Her bra was even easier, it just fell off. All she had left on were her stockings, and her lacy suspender belt. And the horrible collar.
"Patrick wants to fuck her," Zoe said as she licked at his cock-head, holding his shaft in her hand. "And I want my pussy sucked at the same time if he gets her."
She pouted and worked her mouth deeper onto his stiff rod, running one of her hands shamelessly into her pussy.
"I want to go to the bathroom," Annabelle said defiantly. She saw Kirby and Lee, resting in two chairs, grinning at her. And there was Antony, standing watching. He gave no sign of any interest, just stared, his eyes running up and down her naked, whipped body.
"Bathroom is a special privilege," Hilary said. "For that you have to bend over and take six strokes on your ass. Is it worth that?"
"You bitch!" Annabelle screamed. "You lousy bitch!" She fell to the floor as Hilary lashed her with the thin cane, right across her tight ass, sending surging agony ever her.