"Yes, yes, yes!" Heidi screamed as she climaxed, her legs trembling, her chest heaving with lust. She gave Trixie a final stroke of the cane and lowered her arm, gasping with pleasure.
As for Trixie, she lunged down to the base of Luther's spurting cock, then pulled back up, licking all the way, until her tongue just flicked over his still-oozing cock-head. She moaned with satisfaction, her body shaking with the power of her come. Her eyes closed, she sank his still-hard prick into her throat one more time and then fell to her knees, her mouth clinging to his cock.
Claudia saw Trixie's ass, deeply lined with the marks of the cane and wondered again what kind of horror she had been dragged into.
But Peter was coming too, his cock spurting cum as he rammed it into Mona's soft wet pussy. He leaned down, his fingers tightening on her tits as he yelled. "Oooooh, right up you! Ohhhh, tell me you love it, come on, bitch!"
"Ooohhh, yesss, I love it!" Mona moaned as she came again and again. Gobs of Peter's fuck-juice squeezed out of her cunt and ran down her thighs to wet her stocking tops, but she didn't seem to care. "Ooohhh, give me all of it, all of it, ohhh yessss! All of it!"
With a final scream of passion, she lunged back and then collapsed across the table, her cunt twitching, cum still running down her legs as Peter's cock softened and he fell back into his chair.
With a smile of satisfaction, Mona moved off the table and knelt at his feet. Her dark hair bobbed as she took his rapidly softening cock and ran her lips over it.
"Please, Petey," she gasped, "may I clean your cock off?"
He just gasped and the little black-haired maid licked at the cum still clinging to his cockshaft. When that had gone, she stayed there, sucking gently on his cock-head until it stirred again and he gave the first moan of a new lust.
Tom stood up and climbed onto the table. He came up to the struggling, terrified Claudia and took the leather gag away from her mouth and then pulled the napkin out.
"Now," he said, "it's time for you, my dear."
Claudia sobbed and clung to the rape. What horrors would she have to face?
CHAPTER THREE
"Clear the table off, girls," Tom said. He ran his hands over Claudia's tits through the satiny material of her uniform, and she wriggled, pulling back in disgust.
"Stop that!" she yelled. "Let me down!"
He smiled nastily at her as Trixie and Mona began taking the plates and other things off the wide table top.
"Tonight's your night, honey," he said. He came closer to her and ran his hand down the side of her uniform until he reached the hem. "You're gonna get it all, baby, first of all, I'm gonna get that blow job I didn't get the other day."
"No, never!" Claudia yelled defiantly. To her horror his hand moved up her thigh, taking the hem of the dress with it. The dress was short enough anyway and now her stocking tops were visible, and he was taking it higher.
He smiled as his hand moved over her skin. "I hope this silliness doesn't go any farther. Punishment can get so boring sometimes."
His hand slowly drifted on up, still taking Claudia's dress with it. Now her ass with the tight, semi-transparent panties was showing. At that she snapped.
"Stop it!" she screamed. Before she knew what she was doing, she spat in Tom's face and her leg jerked up to hit him in the balls.
He was far too fast for her. The spittle landed on his cheek, but he had twisted out of the way and grabbed her knee before she knew what was happening.
"You stupid slut!" He held Claudia's knee and slowly lifted it, putting ever greater pressure on her other leg and her arms.
"Stop it, let me go!" It was hopeless. He lifted Claudia's leg until she was almost hanging from her arms and her left leg was braced hard into the table cloth to keep her balance.
Claudia shuddered with tenor as Tom's strong face looked closely into her.
"Now we take the high road," he said, almost whispering to her. "I've obviously got to break you first. That will be fun, won't it?"
Around her, the two other girls cleared up the table as Tom held her leg and twisted it out, spreading her thighs. With his eyes boring into her, he slid his hand so very slowly up her inner thigh, feeling it tremble as her other leg tried to take her weight.
"Stop it!" Claudia whispered, almost pleading, but his hand went on up, above her stocking tops, caressing the soft white flesh of her inner thigh. The other men gathered around watching, their faces horrible in the expectation of the punishment Claudia was going to get.
Tom's hand reached the tight curve of her panties. He made no attempt to get inside, just slid his fingers over the tight material, while Claudia jerked and pulled in horror. His fingers played with her pussy through the panties and Claudia moaned. She was going to be raped, she knew it.
"How does that feel?" Tom whispered to her as his fingers probed deeper, sliding into the crack of her ass.
"Ohhhh." Claudia shuddered in despair. He lifted her leg higher until the men below could see her suffering these obscene caresses.
"Do you know what I'm going to do with you?" Tom asked.
His fingers ran back, over her pussy-lips and Claudia shook from head to toe with desperation.
"I said, do you know what I'm going to do with you?" he whispered.
"N-no," Claudia sobbed, tears only just under the surface.
"That's just as well." Tom laughed.
Without warning, he dropped her leg and Claudia was left there on the table top, still bound, her arms in the air, helpless to them all. She stared at them, but there was no pity anywhere. All around her, the horrible faces gathered to watch her humiliation.
Then Claudia's horror grew worse. She saw two bindings being pulled out on either side of her. They were bolted into the sides of the table and she stared at them with almost full recognition of what they were for.
"No!" she screamed as the two girls grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs out toward the bindings.
It was utter horror for the bound teacher. Her legs strained painfully as her feet, still in the six-inch spike heels, were pulled apart until the girls could slip the bindings over her ankles. Claudia screamed and yelled desperately, but there was nothing she could do. Her legs had been pulled so far apart that extra strain came on her arms, and the insides of her thighs stretched agonizingly. She hung there helplessly. Tears welled up and she started sobbing as the men walked around, admiring the muscles of her legs and the soft white of her flesh.
"Fuck me," one of them announced, "this is a real good one, Tom, real good one."
"What else?" Tom said easily. He leapt back up onto the table and advanced on Claudia. "Any of you wanna use the girls, go ahead. This is personal, but it will be great fun to watch."
He reached down and Heidi handed him three whips.
Claudia shrieked in horror. "W-what are you doing?"
"Having fun, ain't you?" he asked. He dropped two of the whips and kept the cane as he came up to her. "Now, honey, how about we take some of these clothes off you?"
"No, leave me alone!" Claudia screamed. "W-what are you doing?"
With the greatest deliberation, Tom slid the dress up Claudia's thighs until her ass was exposed in nothing but the tight panties. He held her dress there and the cane went up, hovering over her tight ass cheeks.
"W-what, no!" Claudia whispered in utter terror.
She tried to crane her neck to see what was happening, but before she could see anything there was a slight swish and absolute agony burst across her ass. Tom had lashed the cane across her tight ass cheeks, exploding pain through her flesh. Claudia screamed as she twisted on the ropes, straining her legs helplessly to try and get them together again.