At this last question she just nodded her head and, tightening her hand around his prick, she began to masturbate him slowly and carefully. Fascinated, I watched her work on her husband's prick. It was such a lovely sight to see her hand covering and uncovering the bulging head with the loose foreskin.
“She is very good at it, isn't she, Mitzy? My bitchy little wife sure knows how to frig a prick… of yes, she is really good at it… did she tell you she used to frig her old man when she was only five? That's how she learned to handle a prick properly… from her old man… he must have been a randy bastard, making his five year old daughter jack him off… and she loved him for it… she loved to feel his spunk squirting over her hot little hand… he also taught her how to frig her little hairless slit… that is why she still shaves her cunt… in memory of all the lewd things she used to do… and I love her for it… oh yes, I love my darling little wife… she is such a randy little beast… she can't get enough of it and when I discovered she liked her bottom spanked and whipped we really went all the way…”
Standing close to the lascivious couple I had a very good view of the manipulations of Lorna's hand on Robert's stiff prick. In my mind I could picture what she had looked like when five years old, handling her father's prick. I had not been wrong in my hunch when I first saw them. They were the very thing I expected them to be, and I shuddered in delight thinking of the things still to come.
“Stick your hand under her dress, Mitzy, and feel the state her cunt is in… she must be dripping wet by now… she must be dying for it now… sucking your cunt… wanking me now… oh yes, she must be dripping wet… but don't frig her yet… she is going to get a whipping first because that's something else she wants most dearly…”
I did as Robert told me to do and reached under Lorna's dress, my fingers carefully investigating her cunt. He had been right… so very right. She was sopping wet, sticky cunt-juice flowing from her open slit, dripping down her legs. Her cunt opened like a flower in the sunshine under my fingers and I would have loved to frig her till she spended. However, I sensed Robert was to be obeyed, and against my own nature I took my hand away from her lovely wet slit.
“I think she isn't far from coming, Robert… she is streaming juice and her cunt is all open and wet… Are you going to whip her now?”
“You are really eager to watch her being whipped… You love to see her cringe under the blows… All right, I think we better get her flogged then… no need to wait any longer… Lie down on the floor, Lorna and you Mitzy, get some ropes from the wardrobe and bind her hands… you may have to gag her as well… to keep her from crying… We don't want to wake up the other people…”
I was so excited by now I could hardly stop myself from trembling all over, but with Robert's help I managed to bind her hands and gag her. She looked lovely the way she was on the floor. All helpless and unable to stop us now… She was completely at our mercy, and I knew I was going to enjoy every cruel minute of it… Although she must have been used to this sort of treatment, she looked scared and terrified, but it didn't make me feel any different toward her. I had no pity at all for her- her helplessness made me all the more excited. I couldn't stop myself from passing my hands over her body and, to add to her humiliation, I cruelly pinched her erected nipples. She cried out in pain but the gag in her mouth stopped her from making a sound. She just rolled her eyes and tears came down her face. Her body bucked up and down on the floor, but it made her so much more tantalizing I couldn't make myself feel any different. Robert, watching me make his wife squirm in anguish, came over to us and rolled her over on her belly. Her round buttocks now attracted my attention, and raising my hand I slapped them with all my might. Thinking how lovely it would be to really whip them I spanked her harder and harder and all of my sadistic tendencies came to the surface again. My other hand went to my own hardened nipples and I stroked them, making them seem harder and more protruding. Moving my hand further down, I pushed it between my legs and caressed the curly cunt-hairs. Kneading my belly, my hand went lower still and spreading my legs I opened my hot-box. I just had to calm the itching in my cunt, so sticking my fingers between the hairy lips, I gave my clit a few swift strokes, bringing it to full erection and my passions to full height.
Robert, standing beside the two of us, was getting excited fast. His rock-hard prick was still standing from his opened fly, but now he quickly undressed himself. Being completely undressed, his magnificent prick was an even better sight. With every slap I landed on Lorna's bottom the huge scepter jerked up threateningly against his belly. The bulging gland looked livid and menacing, globules of pre-fuck dripping from the tiny slit. He went to a drawer and from it he took a thin leather belt. Walking over to us he stood himself over Lorna's prostrate form and raised his arm high. I was still sitting beside her when he brought his arm down, beginning to beat her. I could clearly see the leather bite in the silk dress. He must have put all his strength behind this first blow.
Lorna's body bucked and cringed under what must have been excruciating pain-she was lucky Robert had made her wear the silk dress, otherwise her skin might have been broken or at least badly welted. The following lashes rained on her body in quick succession, the sound of the whip landing on her bottom. The wriggling of her body, without being able to escape the terrible blows, excited me terribly.
The whole scene was so utterly lewd and lascivious that shivers of delight crept over my body, giving me goose pimples all over, while my hands wandered over my most erogenous zones. Taking my nipples between thumb and forefinger, I pinched them and they hardened under my touch as my lust rose to its maximum. My itchy, slippery cunt longed for something as well and I applied two fingers of the other hand to the swollen lips. Playing with myself for some time, I looked at the scene Robert and Lorna offered me and then I decided to take some sort of part in the action as well.
Robert, occupied as he was with whipping his wife, must have longed for some stimulation of his cock. Not that it really needed to be stimulated, throbbing and stiff like a poker as it was, but it could sure do with some wanking, judging the state it was in.
I left my tits alone for the time being and with my free hand I reached for his dong. Clasping my hand around the enormous stem, I began to move my hand up and down the length of it, covering and uncovering the huge glans with the loose foreskin…
Drops of pre-coital fluid ran from the tiny slit in the head, making his prick and my hand delightfully wet. I had a very hard time keeping my eyes on his gorgeous cock and Lorna's writhing body at the same time… Everything excited me so much-I didn't want to miss a single thing… Lorna's body by now was bent like a bow, and her lovely buttocks quivered under the terrible blows. Her face was turned to us and, although she could not utter a single sound, we could see she was in terrible pain and agony. Tears streamed from her eyes and muffled sounds came from behind the gag in her mouth. Suddenly Robert stopped whipping her and throwing the lash from him, he stepped aside.
“Get her undressed, Mitzy… I'm sure she needs some help after the thrashing I gave her… but get her undressed… I want to fuck her now… I want to push this hard dong of mine up her slit… I know she is more than ready for it… she always is after a good lashing… you will see how wet she is… feel her cunt before you bring her to me… you will be surprised… I don't think you have seen anybody as wet as that…”
He went to the bed and lying down on it, he took his cock in his hand and started to wank himself while he waited for Lorna and me to come to the bed. Looking at him handling his beautiful prick himself, I could hardly refrain myself from running over to the bed and pushing his prick up my own cunt, but I thought better of it and I'm sure Lorna needed it more at that time than I. At least I had been able to play with my cunt while Robert lashed her backside, while she had been able to do nothing at all and must be terribly randy by now… I would get the opportunity to have his prick up my cunt later on… and I would enjoy it even more then…