"Tie her ankles, Nolan," Renata said, her fingers playing with her nipples, making them hard and crinkly.
Cathy wept fresh tears as the leather straps were put around her ankles.
They all watched her, no pity on any of their faces. Renata kept the slow squeezing going, her nipples and he was getting more and more aroused. Conrad stood waiting, playing with the cat, running it through his hands, staring at his helpless niece. On the sofa sat Eric, a grin on his face while Alisha lay along the cushions, playing with his soft cock, caressing it, licking his cockhead, taking it between her skillful lips.
"Good," Renata said as Cathy was finally completely trussed up.
She knelt down in front of the spread-eagled girl and ran her hands over her thighs, playing with her stocking tops and then moving up over the creamy white of her thighs, up toward the puffy lips of the young virgin's cunt.
"What a nice pussy," Renata's finger slid between Cathy's pussy-lips and over the bound girl's clit. "Ooohhh, the things this cunt could do if it was taught right. Would you like us to teach you how to use this little cunt of yours?"
Renata continued playing with Cathy's clit, sliding her fingers over the hard bud that was hidden so deeply between Cathy's pussy lips.
"Oh please, I – yes, yes!" Cathy wept helplessly. "I would like that."
"Good, because that's what we're going to do. I'm going to play with your pussy, because I love pussy. I might even suck it a little, if I led like it. And Conrad is going to whip your tits and – ooohh, that so nice, you know, that's real nice. Gets you all horny for the real thing. Don't you think so?" Her finger played along Cathy's pussy crack and stroked her sensitive clit.
Cathy stared at her horrible uncle and nearly passed out. He was grinning, playing with the whip. He was going to beat her with that thing, and the massive bulge in his pants was getting even larger. His cock looked as if it was bigger than Eric's. His prick would split her in two, it would kill her! And he was her uncle, that was the most horrible thing about it all.
"Don't you think that will be fun?" Renata said softly, playing with the bound girl's pussy.
"Oh no, oh please! No, please – aagghhh! Ohhhh, God, stop them! Aaagghhh!"
Cathy twisted in pain and horror as Nolan lashed her ass with the riding crop and Conrad stood there smiling, playing with the cat, the tails slipping through his fingers with terrible menace.
"Ooohhhh, God help me!" Cathy screamed as Nolan continued whipping her with the riding crop. Her ass exploded with agony, the searing pain shot ail over her body while Renata stroked her cunt, massaging the sensitive flesh.
The combination of the agony of the whip and the soft caress on her pussy was doing strange things to Cathy. Her head spun, her mind collapsed into surging, whirling pain that rose over her in almost sensual waves. She straining against the bonds as gasped, her legs the riding crop lashed her ass once more.
"Yessss!" she screamed. "Yessss, I'd love it!"
The whipping stopped and she fell, the bonds on her wrists keeping her up. She had no idea what she had agreed to, only that her body still throbbed with exquisite agony that was burning, rushing into her pussy where Renata's fingers played with her, gently, insistently.
"Stand up!" Conrad snapped as he moved closer to his helpless niece.
In a daze, Cathy obeyed. On rubbery legs, she wavered, hanging on the ropes, staring at him through misty eyes.
He took the cat and ran the tails gently over her swelling tits, easing them over her shrinking, terrified flesh.
"Now, are you ready?" Conrad asked.
Cathy choked and almost fell again. She suddenly remembered what it was she had agreed to. She stared down at the cat's tails running over her tits and the hard buds of her nipples. As Renata's fingers worked on her pussy, stroking her flesh, caressing her clit, it set up like most terrible conflict in the young girl. The horror and fear battled with a sensual awakening that was slowly churning in her cunt, making her virgin pussy walls throb with sensations that Cathy had never felt before in her fife.
"If I have to ask you again, then Nolan will whip your ass as well," Conrad said. "Now are you…"
"Yes, yes, Uncle, yes!" Cathy screamed. "Excellent!" Conrad smiled and drew his arm back.
Cathy's eyes bulged at the sight of the cat as the tails swung through the air and lashed her tits. She saw the tight knots whip her titflesh, saw her right tit jump and heave, then slide back into place, but with red marks and lines all over it. As the cat swept back and lashed in toward her left tit, the pain exploded over her.
"Aaagghhhh!" she wailed, her whole torso jumping and jerking, her arms straining, her legs giving out.
The cat lashed her left tit and the agony erupted again, rushing through her body and beating back on itself, like waves rolling into each other.
"Uuurrghhh!" she moaned as the cat lashed her, changing with each stroke, hitting each of her lovely tits in turn. Soon her tits were a mass of red flesh, the cat beating marks of pain into them with each stroke.
Conrad changed his pattern, whipping her tits upward, then down, spreading the pain around all of the delicious tit-globes that thrust so temptingly out from her rib cage.
As Renata kept up the soft caresses on Cathy's cunt, awful emotions started building in Cathy. Her pussy was burning with a different fire than the horrible ones in her ass and tits. The one in her cunt grew with each lash of the cat and each gentle caress of Renata's fingers. It grew, and the pain of the whip diminished, but the feeling in her cunt embraced the agony as well, as if it was a part of it.
Cathy screamed and wept, her body thrashing, her tits jerking as the cat lashed across them. She had lost all sense of time and place, and she could only feel the eruptions of agony, and the slow growth of that unknown passion in her cunt.
"Yeahhhh!" Renata exclaimed suddenly through Cathy's screams. "She's getting wet, I knew she was ready!"
"Don't count your chickens," Conrad said, lashing the cat casually across Cathy's tits. "I know her mother only too well. That bitch wouldn't get wet in a thunder storm."
He whipped Cathy again, laying the cat across the girl's swaying tits.
"She's ready for you," Renata said, her fingers playing with Cathy's cunt. "You want her the usual way?"
"Yeah, just one more. There," he said as he lashed Cathy and dropped the whip. "Let her down."
Cathy dropped to the carpet as the bindings were taken off her hands. She wept and moaned as she rubbed her tits, trying to stop the pain, but it didn't help much. In fact, the touch of her hands increased that strange feeling that had been growing in her cunt.
"Stand up!" Conrad snapped.
Cathy got to her feet as fast as she could and stood facing her uncle.
"Put your stockings straight."
Cathy was confused. She bent down and tried to straighten the seams of her stockings, but it was very difficult, particularly as her hands were trembling, almost out of control.
But Conrad seemed satisfied. He looked at her and grinned. "Now take off my jacket."
Cathy moaned as she walked forward to obey. She could see Eric on the sofa, with Alisha's mouth around his cock, sucking at hiss now-hard prick, while she played with his balls.
Cathy reached up and slid Conrad's jacket off his shoulders, walking over and putting it on a hanger in the closet as he ordered.
He sat down in a chair. "Now my shoes."
"Alisha!" Renata said sharply. "You've had enough cock to last you. Bring Eric here and undress Nolan, he's busting to get laid."
"As long as I get him," Alisha said, staring at Renata with almost open hostility.
"You get what I say," Renata replied coldly. "You reckon, bitch?" Alisha said, licking Eric's cock. "You wanta go over that bar with me and see who can take the most?"