"Please, don't do that!" Mirabelle begged as her wonderful shapely thighs were spread out for him.
He pulled her dress to the tops of her stockings. He whistled with surprise and lust. "Wow! I gotta have some of that for later."
"No, please!" Mirabelle wailed, bursting into tears. "Please, don't do it! Please!"
"Shut the fuck up!" he gasped. "Watch that, you stuck-up bitch!" He pointed at the bed. "That'll be you if you fuck me around."
Mirabelle shuddered in absolute horror as Eileen screamed on the bed, the rod cutting into her ass. Her white panties were torn in several places and her ass was a mass of weals and thin lines of deep agony. But Eileen was screwing with lust, gasping, as she pushed her face into the covers of the large bed.
"Uuurrrhh! Yes, Dustin, yes, do it! I was so bad! Aagghh! Yes, yes, whip me, beat me, do it! Aaagghh!" She thrust her ass up for him and he whipped her hard.
Nichole's soft lips sank over his cockhead, sucking gently on his massive thick fucker. With one hand, she played with his balls, stroking them, urging him on. The fingers of her other hand were down in the crotch of her teddy, rubbing her pussy. She groaned with excitement, working Dustin's cock deeper into her mouth.
"Come on, bitch!" Dustin yelled, whipping Eileen's ass with all his force. "Come for me if you want my cock up your pussy! Nichole's gonna make me shoot again if you don't!"
He gasped, his stiff fucker fucking into Nichole's throat, his chest heaving.
"Ooohh, plow, Dustin! Plow – harder, faster, whip me! I'll come for you!" Eileen screamed, clutching the bedsheets, her white slip tossing over her back in her frantic heaves. "Aagghh! More, more, hurt me, Dustin, hurt meeee! Aagghh, yes – I'm coming! Whip me! Whip me!"
The little blonde writhed on the bed, screaming her heart out. Her back was arched, her legs trembling as her high heels dug into the carpet. Her panties were torn, and there was a damp patch on the crotch that had spread almost to the waistband.
"Yeahhh!" Dustin yelled, lashing Eileen's ass faster and harder, his arm blurring as he laid it in. "You come for me, honey, and I'll fuck your pussy until you can't stand!"
"Yesssss! Please!" Eileen screamed, grating on the bed as she spumed in lust.
Mirabelle was getting sick with horror at the sight, but she had something even worse to worry about. William's hand was sliding into the neck of her dress.
"No, don't do that!" she screamed.
"Lady," he said gently, "if you scream at me one more time, I'm gagging you. I don't like bitches who scream at me!"
"You pervert, you disgusting sadist!" Mirabelle jerked in the chair, pulling helplessly at the bonds.
His hand came around, holding three hard rubber balls.
Before Mirabelle knew what he was up to, he had forced all three of them into her mouth and clamped her jaw shut while he rapped a thick black leather strap around her face. She gasped as the leather gag was tightened and the gag-balls filled her mouth. She stared at her brother, who ignored her and watched his daughter coming in obscene lust as her ass was whipped to a pulp.
Mirabelle gasped, tonguing the gag-balls around in her mouth until she got them into a position where she wasn't in absolute terror of swallowing them.
William reached into the top of her dress.
Mirabelle stiffened, all her disgust at the touch of a man rushing over her until she was bathed in a cold sweat. But his hand slid over her neck and down, reaching for her bra and tits.
"Hey, you like watching little bitch get theirs?" William asked, his mouth close to Mirabelle's ear. "I'm gonna whip your ass like that, you cunt, you're going to learn to be good, I promise you that."
He reached for the top of her bra and Mirabelle thought she'd pass out with horror. She stared at Eileen and shuddered with more terror. She'd die if anybody whipped her like that.
But Eileen was screaming for it, heaving, wailing with lust as she came. She gripped the bedclothes. Her ass jerked and she gave a long gurgling moan of climax.
"Yesssss, oouuhh, yessss!" she screamed, then collapsed across the bed, her ass twitching, her body heaving with her frantic breathing. "Ooohh, fuck, that was wonderful! That was just too much! Please, Dustin, fuck me! Rip my panties off and fuck me! Fill my dirty little cunt right up, I deserve it!"
Dustin chuckled, then shoved his cock into Nichole's mouth for a final suck. He pulled out and advanced on his girlfriend's ass. He gripped what remained of her panties and pulled, ripping them away in a single heave.
Mirabelle stared with new disgust and horror as she saw the full effect of the whipping on Eileen's ass. It was a darkened mass of lines and welts from the top of the tight curve to the tops of her thighs. Dustin ran his hand over the crimson flesh and Eileen gave a deep shuddering moan of passion.
"Please, Dustin, fuck me!" she begged.
Dustin laughed and slid his cock into the slippery crack of her pussy, working on the wet flesh with his hard cockhead. "You gotta thank Nichole too, bitch!"
"Yes, yes, I will! Anything! Just fuck me!" Eileen wailed, thrusting her ass back at her boyfriend's cock. She gave a scream of depraved lust as the thick round head of Dustin's prick pushed into her pussy and rubbed softly over her cunt entrance. "More, Dustin, please, more!"
Dustin gripped her asscheeks hard, drawing a scream of pain from the little blonde.
"Beg, Nichole!" he growled. "Come on beg her!"
"Uurrhh! Please, Nichole, please come here! I wanna suck your pussy!" Eileen wailed, trying to get more of Dustin's cock up her cunt.
Nichole giggled and skipped over to the bed, sprawling over the covers, unclipping the crotch of her teddy as she went. She spread her thighs around Eileen's face and grabbed her friend's hair.
"Come on, honey, suck me!" she demanded. Eileen didn't waste any time. She buried her face in Nichole's cunt, her tongue flicking out over her friend's clit. Nichole gave a gasp of pleasure and lay back, pulling Eileen's mouth harder onto her cunt. Then Dustin gave a yell of lust and plunged his cock into Eileen's cunt to the hilt.
Eileen screamed with joy and thrust at him, her white slip slipping down over her ass in her raging lust. Her tits pushed into the bed as she sucked Nichole's cunt and took the full length of Dustin's cock in her sucking cunt.
Mirabelle's desperate horror just went on getting worse as she watched the depraved scene. William's hand was running over her bra, which was all that stood between her lovely tits and his fingers.
He grinned and leaned close to her again.
"You know one of my favorite ways of fucking?" he whispered, his hand sliding over her bra-cups. "I just love to fuck a chick's tits, you know, sliding it in and out, fuck that's nice."
He reached inside Mirabelle's bra-cup and she screamed into the gag, jerking up in helpless shivering horror.
"And then, I just love to shoot cum all over her face!" he went on, his fingers almost at Mirabelle's tight nipples. "You like getting cum on your face? Fuck, that's nice, you know that?"
Mirabelle's scream was muffled by the gag. His fingers ran over her nipple and twisted the hard fleshy bud. Terrible shivers of disgust rushed through her ass he strained in the chair. "You know, you look like you got the best pair of tits I've seen in a long time," William said thoughtfully.
He withdrew his hand, and Mirabelle breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly he gripped the neck of her dress in both hands and started ripping at it. The material tore downward.
Mirabelle screamed in terrible horror, tensing like an iron rod, her fingers spasming. The top of her slip came into view, and the cups of her bra underneath that.
William ripped harder, tearing the dress to Mirabelle's waist before he stepped back and came around to examine her. He ran his eyes over the heaving mounds of her tits that were almost out of her bra after her struggles.