Her heavy breasts rose and fell as Cat eyed the prisoner. Then she slapped Mary hard across the face. Mary's head rocked back. Cat hit her again. She sagged against Larry. He let her slide to the carpet. He held her pinioned wrists above her head in one brawny hand.
Cat picked up the whip, moving gracefully like the animal she was named for. "No!" exclaimed Mary, shaking her head madly. "No, don't!"
The tip of the whip flicked out. Gently, it caressed Mary's cheek. She winced.
"Now, now," purred Cat in a low sensuous voice. "That didn't hurt, did it?" The whip snapped, stung Mary's cheek. She gave a cry and blinked back tears.
"That did, didn't it?" Cat licked a lip and ran a hand over her ample boobs. "You see how much power I have over you, darling?"
Mary tried to fight to her feet. Larry moved, pulling her upraised arms back till they strained in their sockets. Her early-ripened tits were thrust forward and up. The nipples jutted out like small fingers.
The ship twitched restlessly. Then it licked out and gave one of the nipples a feather light touch. Mary gasped. Again it lapped at the nipple, and again. Then the thin lash began to tickle both her tits, thrilling the tender pale skin.
"Oooooh," Mary moaned. She rubbed her thighs together. She could feel the warmth in her pussy. This felt sooooo good! Cat was incredibly skilled with the little whip. Her delicate touching and teasing of Mary's boobs was turning her on!
Mary closed her eyes, let her head loll against one upraised arm. Sensuous delight flowed from her tits as the whip caressed them lovingly. The smell of her aroused cunt filled the room as the sweet oils started to flow again.
With one hand Cat unbuttoned her blouse. The restless whip never stopped kissing and licking Mary's boobs. Cat's own huge tits swung free of the blouse. Thumb-thick red nipples hardened instantly in the cool air.
The whip twitched away as Cat shrugged out of the blouse. In the open air her tits were fully as magnificent as they had promised to be when concealed by her blouse. Big as melons and firm, with palm-sized patches of brown forming halos around the swollen nipples. One of her specialties was taking a customer's cock between those tits rid fucking him with them. The sensuous wealth of tit flesh was guaranteed to drive anybody mad.
Long fingernails fondled the boobs. Cat took one of her nipples between her nails and twirled it. Searing pleasure shot into her chest. On the floor before her Mary was writhing around with an ecstatic expression on her face.
Cat smiled still more widely. She cocked her arm and cut the whip savagely across Mary's super sensitized boobs. Mary shrieked with agony, bouncing off the floor.
His face expressionless, Larry held the helpless girl in place while Cat lashed her tits with the whip. The skin of Cat's face and jugs glowed with excitement. Her pendulous boobs flew to the rhythm of her blows, flopping on her chest with a sloppy sound. Though it felt to Mary as if her tender tits were being beaten raw, Cat was working with the skill of an artist. Though red lines soon crisscrossed the heaving mounds, the delicate white skin was never broken and no permanent marks were made to mar their milky perfection.
When Mary's shrieks got to be too much to take, Larry stuffed a handkerchief in her mouth. Cat, with one hand stuffed down the front of her jeans to play with her aching pussy, signaled him to turn the prisoner over.
Effortlessly, Larry did so. Mary's tortured tits hung toward the floor, feeling as if they were on fire. Her knees were rubbing on the rug and her cheek was pressed into the man's crotch. She could feel the hardness of his cock beneath her cheek. It radiated heat.
The girl's upturned ass peeked toward the ceiling. Cat began to whip Mary's asscheeks. They could take much more punishment than the tender boobs, and she laid it on accordingly. Her fingers were thrust deeply into her cunt, jacking herself off.
A red crosshatched welt appeared on Mary's asscheeks. Then Cat shifted her aim and landed a stinging cut right between the reddened buttocks. The whip bit into the crimson crack and stung the fisted asshole. Mary's cry was sharp inspite of the gag.
Breathing heavily from passion and exercise, Cat stepped back. She laid three more strokes right smack between her captive's asscheeks, then collapsed with a soft cry. Mary turned her head and stared in wonder as Cat lay on the floor, writhing as she fucked herself furiously with her hand. It was obvious the big-titted woman was coming hard.
Perry waved a hand to Larry. He dragged the girl around and propped her on all fours, facing her tormentor. Cat gave a long sobbing cry, her tits seeming to swell as she arched her back skyward. Then she fell back to the floor with a sigh.
"As you see," Perry said, getting out of his chair, "Cat likes to hurt people. It turns her on. Keep that in mind, baby. And here's something else. Cat, shuck out of those pants. I want to show Mary something, and anyway we're going to fuck while Larry continues her education."
Cat bounced to her feet, tits flopping. She unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down off her ass. The big firm cheeks were pale, with the same olive tint as the rest of her skin.
Cat's bare butt was as splendid as her tits, but it wasn't its beauty that made Mary gasp. It was the two initials on her right asscheek, burned in inch high red letters: A.H.
"That's right," nodded Perry as he walked to the bed. "Artie Howard used to be Cat's pimp. She tried to run away. Got as far as Las Cruces before he tracked her down and brought her back. That was her reward."
He sat down, finishing off another cigarette. "Artie had a little disagreement with a sawed-off shotgun shortly after, and Cat came the way of someone more appreciative of her and her talents…" Perry grinned at his captive. She looked up at him with her face blank. Her butt and tits smarted. Cat stepped out of her jeans and walked to her pimp with a springy step that made her jugs bobble enticingly.
"Being branded like that sort of changed Cat. Now she doesn't care what she does to someone. No compassion, you might say. And if one of my girls got out of line, say tried to run off, or maybe spill some dirt about a famous uncle – well then Cat would just have the greatest time playing with her. She likes knives, too." The big-boobed Cat slithered onto the bed beside him and stuck her tongue in his ear. He slipped an arm around her and fondled one giant tit casually. "I'm sure you get the idea. You'll have time to think about it while Larry fucks you up the butt."
Before Mary had time to realize what he had said, Larry had his pants off. Mary could actually feel the warmth of his turgid prick behind her upturned, beaten bottom. Then Larry plunged his cock into the kneeling girl.
Mary's first thought was, that isn't my ass! She was glad, too. Larry's cock was still bigger than Perry's, from the unbelievable way it stretched the walls of her cunt as it plunged in. What would it do to her tiny, virginal rectum?
Warm oily pressure enfolded Larry's cock. What a tight pussy! He fucked in and out of Mary for a half dozen eager strokes before pulling out. He was sorry he was not going to be able to blow off in her twat. But orders were orders.
His huge thick-veined cock liberally smeared with Mary's cunt grease, Larry positioned his prickhead at the little opening of Mary's rump. He ran his fingers lightly over the slope of her buttocks. Then he put broad flat thumbs to either side of her anus and pulled it as far open as he could.
At last Mary realized what was going on. Larry had merely been getting his cock lubricated in her dripping cunt! Now he was going to plow into her asshole with that oversized prick.
She gave a yelp as the tip of Larry's prick touched her gaping asshole. With her wrists and ankles tied she couldn't get her balance to leap away. Larry's fingers made white indentations in the cheeks of her ass as the awful pressure began.