"Okay," said Josh with a grin. He closed in on her and Dorothy screamed as she saw that he had four small black balls in his hand. He held her jaw and forced each one in turn into her mouth until Dorothy was gagging on them, shifting them around her mouth so she could still breathe. The final indignity was the scarf Josh wrapped around her face to stop her from spitting the balls out. She stared at them all with desperate, furious eyes as she tried to adjust her breathing to the balls filling her cheeks.
"That's better," said Martin, coming up to her again. "Now, where were we? I think Kathy had been a bad girl, no? So I think we can deal with that first. So relax and watch my dear. It'll be your turn soon."
"Ohhhh yesss," Kathy breathed.
Dorothy was utterly disgusted by the naked lust in her daughter's voice. When she got that little whore home, she was going to pay for this.
"I don't know about you, Josh," said Martin, "but all that took quite a lot out of my cock. Come here, Kathy, and show your wonderful mother how you get cocks hard again while I check out these tits of hers."
She watched in mounting horror as Kathy came over and sank to her knees before Martin.
She opened the front of his robe and took his cock out. Dorothy looked at it and almost fainted. It was even bigger than Josh's. Long, thick and hard, his cock made Kathy drool just to have it in her hands. To Dorothy it looked as if it was as hard as a prick could be, but Kathy still sank her hot little mouth over it and worked her fingers up and down the cockshaft.
That wasn't the biggest terror for Dorothy though. As Kathy sucked Martin's cock, gently sinking his prick right into her throat, he turned her so that she was kneeling almost between Dorothy's legs. As she swung on the rope, Dorothy kept bumping into her daughter, and she desperately wanted to scream at her.
Then Martin reached out and ran his hands over Dorothy's high, thrusting tits. No man had done that in over sixteen years, and Dorothy's whole body rebelled at the touch.
"Nice," said Martin as his cock vanished deeper into Kathy's willing mouth. "Gonna have some fun with these."
His fingers pulled slowly at the frilly top of the gown, easing it away from her tits.
Dorothy couldn't take it. Soon her tits would be exposed to them all. She looked at Josh as he watched her humiliation. He was playing with his wife's tits while she ran her hands over his body, working up his already powerful lust. It was beyond imagination. Dorothy screamed into the gag balls and heaved upward on the ropes.
Her whole body rose and she crashed down, her legs beating into Kathy's back, ramming her forward into Martin so hard that the two of them fell across the carpet. Dorothy hung on the ropes, her breath heaving, her fury rising steadily.
Martin hauled himself up. He grinned at Dorothy and came over to her. His enormous cock stuck out like a flagpole as he ran his hands back over Dorothy's helpless tits.
"Very good," he said. "Gonna put up a fight, are you? Well, I'll show you how we deal with that. Josh, can you wait a bit before punishing Kathy? This cunt needs it bad."
"Uh, so long as I get to fuck her," Josh said easily. "I said I wanted a piece of ass."
"Oh sure," said Martin, "she's up for grabs."
"Oh, sir," Kathy pleaded in mock dismay, "I need to be punished too, I was the bad girl first."
She sank her mouth back over Martin's cock with practiced skill.
"Oh, I'm sure you'd like to do some of the punishing," said Martin. "I mean she hasn't treated you very well, has she?"
Dorothy gurgled in absolute fury as Kathy looked up at her, hanging helplessly there.
"Oooooh, sir, can I?" she begged. "While you fuck her?"
"Sure," said Martin, and went over to the wall.
Dorothy heaved on the rope as she saw that he had taken down a thin whip. It looked so painful Dorothy choked, and fear gushed into her throat. It had a short handle and a long thin tapering line of plaited leather. The tip trembled in Martin's hand as he walked back.
"That's a lovely robe you're wearing, my darling," he said. "What a pity you want me to tear it off."
He reached up and undid the gag, taking the balls out as Dorothy spat them away in utter disgust.
"If you don't let me down at once," Dorothy screamed at Martin, "I'll see you go to jail."
"Now listen, cunt," said Martin. "I don't take shits like you kicking me. You gotta learn and you might as well do it now. Just let me know when you want me to tear that nightie off. Then I can show you what happens to nasty little cock teases like you."
It was a dream. It couldn't be happening to her! Dorothy watched as Martin stepped back and lifted the thin whip. The whip trembled in the air, and suddenly Martin lashed it forward. Dorothy heaved up on the ropes and her scream echoed off the wood-lined walls. Her whole body erupted in agony as the thin line of the whip lashed into her jutting his. Her nightgown was no protection at all. The whip cut into her flesh, leaving a spreading line of red pain.
"You perverts!" she screamed. "You're disgusting, aaaghhhhh? Oh no, no, stop it, step!"
Her body heaved upward, and the pain in her tits was so great that she didn't notice the pain from the cuffs cutting into her wrists.
"Just let me know when you want me to rip that nightie off," said Martin, lashing the whip across her swollen tit flesh again.
Dorothy gasped and yelled as the whip bounced her twin tit globes downwards and then slashed across them as they bounced back. The stretched fabric of the nightie held them in place for the whip, making an even better target. Tears flooded down Dorothy's cheeks. She simply couldn't believe that this was happening to her.
Josh leaned Kathy over the arm of the sofa and slid his cock into her soft little cunt. Kathy moaned and thrust back at him, gazing at her helpless mother with delight.
"See, Mom?" she taunted. "This is how to get it, ohhhh fuck, this is how to get it."
She moaned in rising lust and spread her legs, letting Josh sink to the hilt in her willing body.
Dorothy stared, then heaved and screamed as the whip cut her soft tits. Things just went on getting worse. Zola strolled up, playing with herself, running her fingers over her throbbing cunt.
"Hurry up, Martin," she said. "She's not the only one who needs to get fucked."
"All in good time," Martin said. "Anyway, I reckon we'll get Dave and Rick in at some point, since Dorothy here thinks they do such a shitty job." His hand flashed through the air and Dorothy tossed on the rope in more agony. Zola laughed. "Ohhhh, that should be fun." Zola grinned at Dorothy and walked off, going over to where her husband was fucking Kathy over the sofa. She slipped her panties off and slid onto the sofa, spreading her legs around Kathy's hot little face.
Without a murmur, Kathy sank her mouth over Zola's throbbing clit and sucked it between her lips. She moaned as she licked the slick female flesh, and Dorothy could see Zola's cunt juices running down her daughter's face.
The whip drove another line of dreadful agony into Dorothy's tits. "Eeeehhhh! Let me go, let me go!"
"Nonsense, you little whore," Martin said. "We've got such a lot to do tonight, so just let me know when I should rip that off you."
She stared over at the group on the sofa. Josh was ramming his cock into Kathy to the pace of the whip as it cut Dorothy's tits. Dorothy could see his massive fuck rod, slippery with her daughter's cunt juices nit slid out before sliding all the way in again.
Kathy was like a bitch in heat as she heaved up to meet every ramming fuck of Josh's stiff fuck rod. The wanton little teenager clutched Zola's thighs, forcing her face deeper into the older woman's cunt.
"Ohhhh shit, she's a great find," Josh gasped as he fucked Kathy with fury. "Ohhhh yeahhh, she's got the tightest little cunt, ohhh fuck, I'm gonna come if she goes on like this."