"Yes, it's a weekend training scheme."

"For me, Mr. Hasty?" Dawn Edwards gasped, peering at her boss a little suspiciously through her glasses. "Why me?"

"We decided that you were, uh, you were, ready for new ideas," James finished lamely, looking out the open window. "Some people have their eyes on you, you know, and so they thought that it would be a good idea for you to attend this seminar for training." He shuffled some papers on his desk. "I assume you can go this weekend?"

"Well, yes," Dawn said uncertainly, pushing her straight blonde hair back out of her eyes. "I suppose so."

"There's a flight at five," James said, handing Dawn a ticket. "A car will meet you at the airport."

"Yes, Mr. Hasty. Thank you," Dawn said, and then left his office, feeling very strange about the whole thing.

James Hasty couldn't have recommended her; he didn't like her at all. But then, he was a real creep, the sort of boss who licked the boots of his boss whenever the area manager appeared to check the library. And the last time Mr. Danzinger came in, James had stood close to Dawn as she worked, telling Mr. Danzinger what a bad employee she was. And now this.

Dawn felt uneasy as she got back to work, putting books back on the shelves.

Of course, one of the reasons James hated her was that she wouldn't date him. Dawn shivered at the thought of the times he'd trapped her in an aisle and tried to feel her tits.

Other men had approached Dawn because she was beautiful, but she deliberately dressed as dowdily as she could and never used make up.

"Dawn," James said, coming up behind her, "Since you'll be leaving early on Friday, you can stay late tonight and do my shift. I have a date."

"But, Mr. Hasty, that's not fair! I did...."

"Do it, unless you want me to fire you and save them the trouble of paying for your training weekend," he sneered nastily at Dawn.

Dawn nodded her head and wept a little when James had gone.

That Friday night, very nervous, Dawn caught the flight, a small commuter one, then she was met at the airport by a young, fresh-faced, brunette-haired girl.

"Hi," the brunette said, "I'm Trina; I'm taking you to the seminar."

"Oh, thanks," Dawn said and sat beside her, clutching her purse.

"I'm Brett's girl Friday," Trina said with a giggle, as she drove out of the airport.

"Brett?"

"Brett Danzinger; I do everything for him." She giggled again and Dawn saw that the girl's already short skirt was riding up her shapely thighs as she shifted around in the seat. And the top of her blouse was open just a little more than it should have been. Dawn would never have allowed her cleavage to show.

Soon they were on a small winding road, and Dawn got nervous all over again.

"Where is this place?" she asked.

"Oh, a special hotel," Trina replied, giggling again. "Out of the way; quiet, you know, so that people can concentrate on what's going on. If you know what I mean."

Dawn didn't. "What's this all about?"

"Oh, it's a weekend for people who show promise," Trina said airily.

"But I've always been told how bad I am."

"I think Brett makes his own decisions," Trina said, driving up to a small hotel that was surrounded by tall Douglas firs.

Trina led Dawn in and showed her to a nice clean room on the second floor.

"I'll leave you to tidy up," she said, running her eyes over Dawn's plain dress. "They'll call you in about half an hour."

"Thank you." Dawn sat on the bed, then stared out the window.

She had a shower and changed; though she put on a dress that was just as sensible as the one she had traveled in. It was shapeless and the hem hung to well below her knees. She sat on the bed and waited, her stomach turning over with nervousness.

The phone rang and she grabbed it in a second. "Yes?"

"Dinner," said a man's voice. "Come to the bottom of the stairs and I'll meet you there."

"Yes," Dawn said breathlessly. She got up and grabbed her purse.

She recognized Brett Danzinger at once. He looked so handsome and commanding. His tall frame, broad shoulders, and dark hair seemed to loom over her, as he politely escorted her to the dining room. She shivered, as his cold gray eyes ran over her as she walked into the room.

The dining room was small. There was one table set and only Trina and another woman were at it.

"More people arriving later," Brett said as they sat down. "This is Eva Hudson; she's on the committee with me."

"Hello," Dawn said nervously, avoiding the other woman's eyes.

Eva was a stringy, good-looking blonde, whose hair had obviously been dyed. It was teased out around her face, lending a strangely sexual air to her whole look.

Dawn was almost too tense to eat. Both Brett and Eva asked her questions and she did her best to answer them, but she was constantly blushing and wishing she could hide behind her straight blonde hair. She played with it constantly, and even Eva remarked on how lovely it was.

"Genuine blonde hair," she whispered, "you're very lucky."

Dawn blushed and drank a little more wine.

Brett filled her glass again. "To make you relax."

Later, she refused a brandy and sat waiting for what was going to happen.

"Well," Brett said, "let's head for the conference room."

He led the way, and Dawn found herself between Eva and Trina. It was almost comforting to have two women there to protect her.

The hotel was fairly modern, but the conference room was done in a medieval style. There were suits of armor, and along the wall were swords and chains and whips. Along one wall, there was a cage, and a strange piece of apparatus that Dawn didn't dare go and look at. It had a frame and straps hanging all over it.

"Still in working condition," Eva chuckled, running her hand over it. "A torture rack. You see, you can hang the victim by their hands and feet, and turn them any way you want. Then stretch them." She smiled. "But we're much more civilized now."

"Yes," Dawn said, and then waited for them to sit down around the large sturdy table that also looked as if it had come out of the middle ages.

"I expect you're wondering why we brought you here," Brett said, standing close to Dawn and looking her right in the eyes.

"Yes, sir," Dawn said, looking down at the floor.

"Sometimes I have employees that haven't realized their full potential. I like to help them realize it." He stared at Dawn and waited.

"Ah, yes," Dawn gasped. "I didn't know. Mr. Hasty said that...."

"Mr. Hasty wants you out; you know why?"

"No," Dawn said, shivering.

"Because you wouldn't fuck him."

Dawn stared and her head jerked.

"You don't think you're good enough for that rat-faced little jerk, do you?" Brett asked.

Dawn didn't know what was going on. Eva was sitting down finally; crossing her legs in the long, tight, white leather dress she wore. The slit at the side showed more of her thigh than Dawn thought decent.

"Well, we're gonna show you that you're a lot better than that," Brett said. "We're gonna teach you all about sex and that. You didn't think this was a library discussion, did you?"

He grinned as Dawn went white and backed away, clutching her purse harder. "I-I don't like sex, Mr. Danzinger."

"Brett," he corrected.

"Please, Mr. Danzinger, no! I don't want to! I'm sorry; I can't do that!"

"If you don't, I'll let James fire you."

That twisted a knot in Dawn's guts. Her parents would kill her if she lost this job, and she didn't know what she'd do then. Even at twenty, she didn't know how to look after herself. But she couldn't do anything as depraved as have sex, or whatever it was they wanted her to do.

"No, please, don't do this to me!" She sobbed, and then broke into tears.

"So, take your dress off," Brett said, leaning on the table. "You've got one of the best figures I've ever seen, and you hide it.

"No, no!" Dawn shrieked and turned, rushing for the door in a blind panic. Brett had locked it and it was a massive, thick door that wasn't going to open, for all her terrified wrenching. "Help, help!"

"Don't bother." Brett leaned against the wall close to her. "The staff here know what to do. You can scream as much as you like. That's why we came here."

"Help me!" Dawn screamed, tearing at the door in helpless terror. Sweat broke out all over her body. "Please, no, don't do it to me! Please!"

"Take your dress off," he said, as if it was something Dawn did every day in front of strangers.

"No, please!" Dawn dropped to her knees and clutched at his legs. "Please, no, please, not this, please! I can't have sex; it disgusts me, I hate it! Please!"

"I'll tell you what will happen if you don't take it off."

"No, please, how can you want me?" Dawn wept, her glasses fogged up with the force of her tears. "I'm ugly; look at me!"

Brett laughed, and so did Eva.

"By the end of this weekend, I'll show you just what you've got, honey," Brett said, "but to show you, we're gonna have to use it."

"I'm a virgin!" Dawn screamed, playing her last card.

"Oh, good; that'll be nice," Brett said, then chuckled again. He slid his hand under Dawn's chin, pulling her face up to his. "Honey, I hate to do this, but I'll use anything I have to make you see sense. Anything!"

He smiled, and his cold eyes went bright with lust.

"He's lying," Eva said, strolling up beside Dawn. "He loves it when you fight and have to be disciplined." She smiled and leaned in closer, the waft of her perfume making Dawn's head swim. "And so do I; I love disciplining girls, love it!"

She smiled even more brightly, and Dawn screamed.

For in Eva's hand was a whip, a curling, single-tailed whip. It seemed even more menacing, now that Eva wore white leather gloves that vanished into the sleeves of her leather dress.

"So, take your dress off," Eva said. "It's your last chance."

"No!" Dawn screamed, losing her grip on herself. She tried to run, but Brett had her arms at once and twisted her around, forcing her toward the table. "No, please, no!"

Dawn wept, trying to escape his grip, but it was like iron and before she knew it, she was pushed face down on the tabletop. It was highly polished and so strong that it didn't shake at all, as she struggled. Brett had hold of her arm and pressed her down with it, twisted up into the small of her back.

"Please, no, let me go home!" Dawn wept. Then she screamed, because somebody had grabbed one of her ankles.

"You want James to fire you?" Brett laughed.

"Please, no, let me go!" Dawn wailed, as a metal manacle was clicked shut around her ankle. "Let me go!"

Trina was pulling on the chain; wrapping it around one of the stout table legs, stretching Dawn's ankle out.

"Help, please, help!" Dawn screeched, but the chain was wrapped around the thick wooden support and Trina walked around it, holding another chain and manacle on the end of it.

Dawn's screams rang around the room, but it was useless. Her other ankle was bound, and then the terror really started. Her legs were forced wide open as the chain went around another table leg on her other side. Dawn wasn't used to doing the splits, and her tendons were soon screaming in pain, as her legs were forced open as wide as they would go. But it was the humiliation that got her more than the pain, the horror of being forced and bound over the table. She wriggled as hard as she could, but Brett had a strong hold on her arm and anyway, the struggle with the leg irons had already worn through her tights, and the thick steel was rubbing her skin painfully. Suddenly, she jerked even harder, for Trina had gotten a grip on her left hand.

"No, you can't, you can't!" she begged.

Trina pulled Dawn's arm out, and clipped another chain and manacle around her wrist. As Dawn screamed and begged, Trina pulled the chain around a table leg on the other side of the table, and stretched the weeping, sobbing Dawn out until her hand nearly reached right across the polished surface. After that, it was an easy task for Brett to twist her right arm back, give it to Trina, and have Dawn's wrist clipped and pulled out until she was painfully stretched across the table; her muscles pulled to the limit, her whole body aching. Her hips were pressed into the table edge, her arse stuck out, but her long skirt still covered it and went down her legs.

"Please, what are you going to do?" she wept, twisting around until she gasped and froze at what she saw.

Trina was taking her clothes off, opening the buttons of her blouse while she ran her free hand down the front of Brett's pants. And there was an enormous bulge when she pulled her blouse out of her waistband, showing the little lacy cups of her DD-cup bra.

"Please, Brett, can I have one of those boys? Come on, be fair; you're getting her."

She opened the belt of her skirt and unzipped it, sliding it down her legs, as she played with his cock through his pants.

He laughed and ran his hands over her bra, feeling her soft swelling tits. "Sure, honey, but you fuck him here; you know that."

"Sure, baby; I know that," Trina purred, and stepped out of her skirt, dropping it as she paraded her lovely slim figure in nothing but her bra, panties, shoes, and white stockings that were held up by lacy garter straps.

Dawn was so disgusted she turned her head away.

"Key, baby," Trina whispered.

Brett gave her the key and Trina walked out of the room.

Dawn felt Eva's hands running over the backs of her stretched legs, pulling up her dress and slip.

"No, please, don't do that! Please, don't!" she begged, but Eva ignored her and went on pulling the flower-patterned dress up the backs of Dawn's legs, revealing her panty hose and the curves of her thighs.

Finally, Eva tossed the dress over Dawn's arse, and then slid the slip after it, revealing her arse and panties under her tights. Dawn moaned, and her head sank to the table. Her glasses came off.

"Fucking Jesus!" Eva gasped. "She's even better than you said."

She ran her hand over Dawn's arse, and the bound librarian trembled and jerked.

"Would I lie?" Brett laughed. He sat up on the table across from Dawn and reached over, picking up her glasses. "Shit, look at these; they get worse every time I look at them."

He handed the glasses to Eva and the tall blonde examined them.

"You ought to be ashamed," she said, prodding Dawn with her foot. "You look like you're fifty. We'll soon change that. Call Kurt, Brett; he can do these in no time."

"What are you doing?" Dawn wailed, as Brett picked up the phone.

"You'll see," Eva said.

"Yeah, Kurt, hi," Brett said into the phone. "Yeah, new pair, by tomorrow lunchtime? I knew you could. Yeah, pick 'em up; you wanna see who gets them. Yeah, we're at the usual." He laughed and put the phone down. "Now, you just tell us when you want to take that dress off."

Dawn twisted, staring at Eva as the horrible woman stood behind her, with the whip curled in her hand. The long thin leather tail swung up in the air; flicking over her round body, cracking with a gut- wrenching sound close to her ear.

"No, please, what do you want? Please, please!"

"We want you to take your dress off," Brett said.

"No, not that... I can't!" Dawn screamed.

Brett laughed, and suddenly the curling whip lashed across Dawn's buttocks. She jerked, screaming as her whole body went tense. Her wrists and ankles wrenched against the metal irons holding them.

"Aaaghghhh! Please!" Dawn begged.

"Take your dress off."

"No, no, I can't, I... aaghhh!" The whip cut more red agony into Dawn's arse as she heaved on the tabletop.

The door opened, and Trina came back in, escorting a young boy of about eighteen, who looked stunned. She pulled him to the table and leaned back on it, spreading her thighs, stroking her panty crotch.

"Take your pants off, big boy," she cooed.

The boy was dressed in a cook's uniform, and he undressed very fast, staring at Dawn's bound body. His white pants were down his legs in no time, as Dawn screamed to the beat of another savage lashing across her arse. Instantly, Trina grabbed the boy's cock through his briefs and caressed it, stroking the rock-hard boner.

"Take my panties off," she purred, closing her thighs as his fumbling fingers reached for her panty tops.

"Take that dress off," Brett said softly, leaning in closer to the sobbing, screaming Dawn.

"No, please! I can't do that, I can't, please... aagghhh! Let me go, please!" Dawn screamed.

"If I do, James'll fire you," Brett said.

"Please, stop, please, I can't do that, I... aagghhh!" Dawn collapsed across the tabletop. But Brett grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her head up, turning her so that she could see Trina and the young cook. Trina now had his pants off and his over nine inches of cock were thrusting out, rock hard with lust, as he ran his eyes over Trina's luscious figure. She was opening her bra and thrusting her tits at him, and then she kicked her panties off.

"Now, stick that big cock up my pussy!" she gasped, leaning back on the tabletop; her thighs open, her pussy hair already damp with her juices. She fondled her large tits, pinching her nipples, as he gasped and pulled her arse to the edge of the table.

He took his cock and slid it into Trina's hot wet cunt. It went right in, surging to the top of her pussy with no effort at all. The boy gasped and fucked his cock into Trina's cunt harder, pulling her closer to him with each ramming fuck.

"Ohhhh, wow! Your cunt's so tight! Ohhhh, fuck!" He rammed his throbbing fucker harder into Trina's pussy.

"Come on, big boy, gimme it all!" Trina purred, her dark hair falling across the tabletop as she leaned back, her legs tight around his waist.

"Isn't that good to see." Brett grinned at Dawn. "You take your dress off, and you can get fucked, too."

"Aaaaghhh! Noooo!" Dawn wailed, as the whip cut her arse again. Already she could feel that her tights were tearing under the assault, ripping as the whip lashed into her throbbing arse. "Please, not that, please!"

Dawn screamed. She knew she couldn't take pain like this for long. She shrieked as the tail of the whip lashed her arse again.

"Noooo, please!" she begged, jerking on the tabletop, her straight blonde hair tossing all over the place in her frantic pain. She could see the faint traces of blood on her wrists where the iron manacles had chafed her skin. The whip flogged her arse once more. "Yes, I'll do it!" she screamed. "I'll take it off!"

Good," Brett said, then swung off the table.

The whip stopped, and Dawn lay there, sobbing, horrified that she'd given in to their horrible demands.

The boy fucking Trina worked his stiff boner in her cunt.

"Oh noooo!" he roared. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"


Her arse aching with an agony that sent shivers through her, Dawn straightened up, rubbing her wrists. She moaned, and burst into fresh tears as she saw the blood on her wrists. Her ankles were still manacled so she couldn't escape, but she turned and looked down at her feet. There was a smear of blood on her ankle. With a sob, she looked at Trina and the cook as he gave a yell of lust, his cock pumping in and out of the brunette's hot wet cunt.

"Ahhhh, yeahhh!" he yelled, his arse heaving; his hands gripping Trina tightly; holding her onto his shooting cock. "Ohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Cumminnnggg!"

He jerked and Trina gave a scream of fury.

"You fucker!" she yelled, her cunt sliding on his thick shooting fucker, as it poured out cum deep in her fuck passage. "You fucker! Hold it in! Satisfy meeee!"

She screamed, her dark hair tossing wildly; her fingernails digging into his back; running thin red lines into his flesh.

"Aaahhhh! I'll get it up again; I will, I can, I willll!" he yelled, his cock slamming deep into Trina's cunt, pouring hot wet cum cream into her sucking cunt.

"You better, you better!" Trina screeched, her pussy sucking and throbbing around his shooting prick. Gobs of cum were running out of her pussy as she jerked up and down on his fuck-rod. Her legs were clasped tightly around his waist, and she gasped with lust.

"Aaaahhh, yeahhh!" the cook yelled, slamming her arse into the tabletop; ramming his cock into her cunt with furious strokes as his balls gave out the last gobs of cum. He gripped Trina's shoulders tightly, his cock blurring in and out of her cunt as he reached his peak, shooting thick cum deep in her pussy.

"Wouldn't you love to be fucked like that?" Eva crooned into Dawn's ear, making the bound librarian gasp and jump. "Having a great big cock pumping into your pussy?"

Eva grinned and slid the whip under Dawn's nose, the terrible, hard leather looking shiny with use.

"Never mind," Eva whispered. "You will have it, lots of cocks, all shooting in your pussy. I know; I know how it's gonna be."

Dawn burst into more tears and fell forward over the tabletop. Ignoring her pleas, Eva gripped Dawn's blonde hair and pulled her back up, grinning at her horror.

"All for you; lots of cocks," she chuckled, and let Dawn go.

The terrified librarian fell across the table again; her legs still bound and spread wide, her arse burning from the whipping. Close by her, the cook was gasping as his cock gave out the last oozes of his cum. He gave a moan and pulled his still half-hard cock out of Trina's cunt.

"I'll get it hard for you," he gasped, and then started caressing his prick, gazing at Trina and then at Dawn as he did.

"Stupid fucker," Trina crooned, sliding to her knees in front of him. "I'll give you a minute. If you make it, you can have me any time you want this weekend. If you don't, tough; somebody else will."

She sank her soft lips over his cockhead, sucking gently on his cock; licking off his cum that still clung to his prick in thick gobs.

Dawn almost passed out when she saw that. The idea of taking a man's cock in her mouth almost made her throw up. She saw Trina's soft lips move down his cockshaft, taking it all in, caressing his flesh, her fingers on his balls, stroking them, squeezing gently.

"Mmmmm," Trina murmured, sliding the cook's prick into her mouth, her red lips a perfect circle around his cock. She eased her mouth back, her tongue flicking all over his fucker. "Not bad, big boy. You can do it."

"Told you," he gasped, his rapidly hardening boner swelling in Trina's mouth and skillful hands.

"Mmmm," Trina purred, licking his swollen cockhead. "So, you can have me when you want, big boy; you gonna fuck me raw?"

"You bet," he gasped and his cock gave another heave in her mouth.

"You better," Trina whispered, sinking her mouth down on the length of his prick, until Dawn saw her throat swell as she took his cockhead right in.

Dawn shivered at the horrible sight. She turned away, her eyes pouring tears. But Brett was there, on the other side of the table, and Eva was beside her; both of them looking at her with horrible lust in their eyes.

"So," Brett said. "How about that dress?"

Dawn could see the whip in Eva's hand and she knew she had to obey. Sniveling, she reached up and fumbled for the zipper at the back of her long dumpy dress.

The only sound in the room was the moaning that came from the young cook, as Trina's mouth sucked the last full inch of hardness back into his cock.

Dawn found the zipper and ran it down to the small of her back, losing her grip several times. She slowly eased the dress down her arms, revealing her bra.

It was only when she had her dress around her waist, that she realized that she had to take it off over her head, since her legs were still bound and spread. She sobbed, and pulled it up again, but still nobody tried to help her. Struggling almost painfully, she managed to pull the garment over her head and drop it on the floor. She felt naked under their horrible gazes, even though she still had her slip, bra, panties, and pantyhose on.

"Now the slip," Brett said.

Dawn choked and gave a deep sob. "Please, don't make me... aaaghghhh!"

She leaped and jerked helplessly, her hands going to protect her arse as the whip pulled away, leaving a curling line on her slip and another red welt on her arse flesh.

"All right, I will!" she moaned.

She struggled with her long slip, trying to pull it up over her head. It was even more difficult than the dress; particularly with her legs still bound and stretched open. But slowly the long white garment pulled up, showing her legs again, and then her arse, and finally the curves of her body. With the final struggle, the bound librarian heaved the slip over her head and let it drop to the floor. She hung her head, put her hands over her tits, and wept.

"Jesus Christ, that's nice!" Brett breathed, coming forward and leaning over the table. "I knew she had a body under all that crap. Look at her."

He slid his hand out and took hold of Dawn's bra, pulling on it.

"Stop, please, stop!" Dawn begged.

"Take your hands away!" Brett snapped.

The moaning librarian did as she was told, leaving his horrible hands on her bra.

Then, Eva's hands worked over her tits from the rear, sending shivers over Dawn as she stood, bound to the table legs.

Brett unclipped the bra, revealing Dawn's wonderful tits for the first time.

"Fuck, you guessed right again, Brett!" Eva laughed, taking one of Dawn's nipples in her fingers, playing with the crinkled bud.

Something snapped in Dawn. With a scream, she flung Eva's hand away and lunged back at the woman, slamming into her hard.

"No, stop that! That's ... that's perverted!"

Instantly Brett grabbed her by the hair and slammed her back down to the tabletop, almost breaking her nose.

"You don't do that, bitch!" he snapped.

"No, please, no, don't, please!" Dawn begged, her arse heaving, as Eva's hands gripped her pantyhose and tore at it.

Dawn sobbed as Brett let go of her hair. He walked around the table and his powerful hands gripped her pantyhose, tearing at it, ripping the resilient material. Dawn screamed, as he walked around the table and gripped her hair once more.

"I'm gonna teach you to obey," Eva hissed in Dawn's ear. "I'm gonna whip your panties off you."

"No, please, I won't do that again! I won't!" Dawn begged.

"Damn right!" Eva laughed, then stepped away.

"No, please, noooo!" Dawn wailed, as the whip cut into her arse. She jerked against Brett's hand, but his grip was more than strong enough to keep her face down on the tabletop. "Please, I won't do it again, I'll do what you want! Urrghhh!"

She screamed as the whip cut her arse hard, leaving a red welt over her flesh. She flung her hands back to protect her arse.

"Take your hands away," Eva said.

Dawn sniveled and wept, holding her arse, trembling from head to toe.

Suddenly, Eva gripped Dawn's wrists and wrapped something around them very fast, binding them together. Dawn struggled and wept, but Eva slid the leather strap around her neck and pulled, shoving her hands up almost as high as her shoulder blades. Then, she tied the strap off and chuckled.

"You'll pay for that, too, bitch!" Eva promised.

Dawn wailed as the strap around her neck began cutting her air off. She gasped, then heaved, screaming as the whip cut into her arse.

This time Eva was whipping across her arse, lashing into her panties; cutting up the thin material with each blow, ripping the garment away in strips, as the whip cut and swung.

"Aaaghgh! Please, no, no, aurrghh!" Dawn screamed, then leaped right out of Brett's grasp, and went rigid, screaming her heart out.

The whip's tail had cut right between her legs, lashing into her spread pussy, the tip cutting right into her clit. The agony was beyond anything she'd ever known. She gasped for air, hands pulling the strap tighter around her throat. While she was still screaming and gasping, the whip lashed her again, ripping off a large section of her panties. Brett grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her back down to the table again. The pain was driving Dawn mad.

"Now tell me you'll do everything I say!" Eva snapped, lashing Dawn's arse, tearing off another strip of her panties.

"Yes, yes, I will! I promise! I won't... urrghhh! I won't do anything wrong, I promise!" Dawn screamed, as the whip tore away another strip of her panties.

She clung to the tabletop, her tears pooling on the polished surface.

"Stand up!" Eva snapped.

Very slowly, her whole body aching horribly, Dawn pulled herself upright, sobbing and weeping. She looked behind her and saw her whipped, bruised arse, and the remains of her panties, still clinging around her waist. Farther down were the remains of her pantyhose, ripped, and shredded on her calves.

"Push your tits out," Eva said.

Dawn hurried to obey, pushing her lovely tit mounds out over the tabletop, her fingers wriggling in the bonds that held them. She gasped, as the strap tightened around her neck. She pulled her hands back up to allow herself to breathe.

It was horrible, degrading, to have to stand there as Brett and Eva ran their hands over her body. Her body was luscious. Her long legs curved from slim ankles to shapely calves and trim knees. The curves of her thighs led upward to the tight swell of her arse and the mound of her pussy, which hid the secrets of her cunt in its deep folds. Her hips curved into a slim waist, then on up to a wonderful pair of DD-cup tits.

Her nipples were hard, her aureoles lightly covered. And her face, though red with shame, was still soft and beautiful, alluring in its innocence.

"Well, baby, you're worth it; worth every moment," Eva murmured, sliding her hand over Dawn's tits.

She pressed her hips into Dawn's arse, and the feel of the woman's expensive leather garment sent a shiver through Dawn, even before she felt the heat of Eva's cunt, burning right through the dress and into her flesh.

Brett worked one of Dawn's nipples, pulling at it, rolling it hard, until Dawn gave a moan of pain.

"Don't you love that?" Eva whispered, tightening her grip on Dawn's other nipple. Her hips pressed even harder against Dawn's arse, forcing Dawn's pussy into the table edge.

Dawn sobbed. "Yes, yes! I like it!"

"Do you like this?" Eva whispered, sliding her fingernails over Dawn's nipple; biting in hard, until the bound blonde writhed.

"Yes, I like it!" Dawn wailed, pain throbbing out of her nipple, her arms struggling to get free, yet only tightening the strap around her neck.

"Good," Eva purred, then slid her hand down Dawn's back.

Dawn trembled and bit her lip. She couldn't take any more of the whip, but the idea of having another woman's hands on her arse was almost more than she could stand. On top of that, Brett's fingers were still working her nipple and something really horrible was going on close beside her, as Trina worked the cook's stiff cock right into her throat.

"Hey, big boy, you really can get it up," Trina crooned, holding his cock in her skillful fingers.

"Told you," he gasped, then slid his rock-hard fucker right between Trina's lips until it was all in her mouth and throat, and her wicked little tongue flicked out over his balls.

With her lips caressing every inch of his cockflesh, Trina worked her mouth back up and ran her tongue over his throbbing cockhead.

"How about you fucking my arse?" she whispered. "Right in front of little miss virgin there?"

She giggled, sinking his cockhead back into her throat.

"Sure!" he gasped, his cock fucking harder.

"Come here!" Trina giggled, and pulled him onto the table by his cock. He crawled along behind her as Trina slid onto her hands and knees, her arse close to Dawn's face.

"Ohhhh, come on, fuck my pussy to get it wet, and then stick it up my arse!" Trina moaned, rearing up on her knees, thrusting her cunt out at the cook.

The boy was almost out of his mind with excitement, as he ran his prick into Trina's cunt and pulled it out, smeared with her pussy juices and his cum.

Trina giggled and spread her legs, her arse jerking up as he ran his cock right between her tight buttocks.

Dawn couldn't believe what she was seeing. Brett worked her nipple; yet, she was staring as the young cook slid his cock into the crack of Trina's arse and ran his cockhead over her throbbing anal entrance.

"See that?" Trina laughed, pulling and spreading her buttocks. "Watch it go in, virgin; you'll be begging for cock up your arse before the weekend's out."

Dawn broke into more tears, vowing that however hard they whipped her, she would never beg for anything so degrading.

Trina sighed happily as the cook's thick round cockhead slid into her arse. She held her buttocks apart. Dawn couldn't help but see the thick cockshaft sliding into the crinkled entrance; pushing the hole open, rubbing hard against the throbbing muscles.

Dawn moaned, pulling at her bonds. Gasping and moaning, she saw the cook's fucker work right into Trina's arse, until he gave a gasp and slid down on top of her, his loins slapping into her buttocks, his cock buried deep in her shit-pit.

Trina gurgled, and the two of them began fucking on the tabletop, their bodies jerking together in an obscene display of lust.

Eva's finger ran over Dawn's arse; sliding into her arse crack, pushing for her tight squirming arse.

"Don't you love that?" Eva whispered.

Dawn moaned, struggling against the tabletop, her tits aching from Brett's fingers, her arse muscles almost cramping, as she tried to keep Eva's fingers out of her shit-pit.

"I said, don't you love it?" Eva whispered, showing Dawn the whip in her other hand.

"Yes!" Dawn whispered, pain surging out of her arse, as Eva's finger pushed against the tight ring of muscles guarding her trembling arse.

"Beg me to fingerfuck your arse," Eva whispered, her finger pushing, the long fingernail scraping over Dawn's twitching arse.

Dawn gave a gurgling scream, writhing on the tabletop, as the young cook rammed his prick deep in Trina's arse. Trina was moaning and gasping, her arse heaving up to take more of the hard prick, her tits rubbing against the shining tabletop.

"Beg me, or it's the whip, right on your pussy," Eva whispered. Her finger pushed and slid just inside Dawn's arse.

"Aaaghhh!" Dawn screamed, jerking in horror and shame. "Yes, please, fuck my arse!"

"Good, tell me how much you love it," Eva whispered, her white leather suit pressing into Dawn's back.

Dawn wailed, jerking as her spasming arse muscles cramped against Eva's finger, trying to keep it out of her arse. But it was no use; the finger slid in, rasping over her shivering walls. Stabs of horrible pain gushed out of the contact. Her arse muscles pounded with pain, throbbing over Eva's finger as the relentless blonde worked her finger in and out, curving it, her fingernail scraping over Dawn's delicate anal walls. Dawn gave a sobbing moan, and tried to fall forward, gasping against the leather strap that ran around her neck and down to her hands.



"Tell me how much you love it," Eva whispered, running the whip in front of Dawn's staring eyes again.

"Aaaghhh, I love it!" Dawn screamed, as her arse went crazy around Eva's finger; throbbing and squirming, as her arse muscles cramped, erupting in pain.

"Good, you want me to go on?" Eva asked softly.

"Eeuurrghh! Yes, yes, please!" Dawn wept, her arse jerking as Eva's finger ran in and out, scraping her arse.

Eva chuckled, running her finger deep in Dawn's arse, stroking, scraping, while Dawn's arse muscles cramped and spasmed.

Brett laughed, twisting Dawn's nipple, caressing her soft tit curves, his eyes devouring her.

"Uurrghh, yes! Yes, do it! Ooohh, fuck my arse!" Trina screamed, heaving up and down on the table, her arse jerking up, taking the cook's swelling cock as hard as she could.

"Uurrh, yeah, yeah, I'll fuck you, bitch!" he yelled, his cock slamming in and out of Trina's arse, the sucking, slapping sound making Dawn even sicker.

Dawn struggled against the bonds as Eva's finger ran deeper into her arse. She moaned and sobbed, but her arse were settling down, the caress of Eva's finger feeling almost pleasurable. Even the scrape of Eva's fingernail sent shivers of strange arousal through the bound blonde. Dawn moaned, pulling against the chains, her throat tightening as she gasped for air.

"Oorrghhh, fuck my arse! Come on, baby! Fuck it!" Trina demanded, her body wriggling. Her large DD-cup tits rubbed into the wood, and she gasped with every thrust of the cook's prick into her arse.

He gasped, gripping her shoulders, shoving his cock into her shit- pit even harder, his arse blurring as he fucked her.

"Yes, ohhh, yes! I'm cumming!" Trina screeched, pushing back against him, taking his cock to the limit as it slapped in and out. She moaned and jerked, pushing up, spreading her legs, her tits lifting off the table as she spasmed and came, screeching with lust. "Do it!"

The young cook gasped as he shot the first jet of his cum deep in Trina's sucking arse. He howled as he came, his prick throbbing and shooting.

"Yessss, OOOhhh, yessss!" Trina screamed, cumming helplessly, as she pressed back against him, taking his cock as deep as she could. "Ohhhh, fuck my arse! Ohhh, cum, cum... aaghhh!"

The cook gripped Trina around her thighs and pumped the last shots of his cum into her arse. He yelled, leaning on her still twitching body, his cock oozing cum into her arse.

Trina dropped back onto the tabletop, moaning with satisfaction. "Hey, big boy, you can fuck; you know that?"

"Hey, you ain't exactly lousy yourself," he gasped, lying across her, his cock still pumping.

"Call me, if you can't sleep." Trina giggled.

Dawn trembled as Eva worked her finger into her arse, and Brett held onto her tits, twisting her nipples.

"Now wasn't that fun?" Eva whispered.

"Yes!" Dawn moaned, shivers of strange passion running through her body.

The young cook pulled his cock out of Trina's arse and she gave a moan, thrusting up after him.

"Gotta go, babe," he said. "I'm back on for a couple of hours."

"Not yet, honey," Eva said, "your cock needs cleaning."

"Well, yeah, but I thought ..."

"She'd love to clean it for you, wouldn't you?" Eva said, ramming her finger harder into Dawn's arse.

Dawn trembled, and her arse spasmed painfully again, as she looked at the cook's slowly softening cock. It was cummy, and had other juices all over it. It didn't look as if there was any actual shit on it, but it looked disgusting enough.

"Yes, yes, I'll clean it, but how can I with my hands tied?" Dawn wept.

"Lick it clean!" Eva snapped.

Dawn gave a shriek, tossing, struggling against the bonds. "Never!"

"Oh, yes, you will," Eva whispered in Dawn's ear, as the terrified librarian struggled to free herself from the bonds around her ankles and wrists. "And you'll get more, honey, just to teach you not to yell at me. And never disobey me. Got that?"

"I won't do that!" Dawn screamed, struggling; her wrists pulling the strap around her neck harder with each desperate jerk of the body. The young cook stood in front of her on the table; his cummy cock inches from her mouth, his hands on his hips, waiting.

"Hold her hair," Eva said.

The cook reached out, taking a grip on Dawn's lovely blonde hair.

"Lick it clean!" Eva snapped and swung the whip.

Dawn screamed in agony as the whip cut into her arse. She jerked against the table, her arse ringing with pain, her body tense as the next blow swept in, right between her legs.

"Lick it clean!" Eva demanded.

The bound librarian wailed as the whip cut right into her pussy, beating a white-hot agony right through her body. She jerked and trembled, trying to close her legs against the chains, rubbing her ankles raw on the metal.

"Lick it clean!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's open cunt, beating the terrible knotted leather into her clit.

"Aaaaghhh!" Dawn screamed, jerking and tossing in agony.

The cook had a grip on her hair. She could see his cock, and it was getting harder with each lash of the whip on her arse and pussy. The cummy prick straightened out and pointed at her mouth.

The whip lashed into her buttocks, getting another desperate scream from Dawn as the agony surged over her body. She jerked, her hands pulling at the strap, choking herself. Her arse throbbed and pulsed, her muscles spasming under the assault of the whip. She knew she couldn't go on much longer; the pain would break her. Her stretched thighs shook as the whip cut inside them again and beat on her aching pussy, lashing an agony through her that sent her head dizzy.

"Lick it!" Eva yelled.

Dawn surrendered. With a moan of submission, she leaned forward and licked tentatively at the tip of the cook's cummy cock. Even though she couldn't taste very much, it was disgusting, and she would have thrown up if the pain hadn't been so great.

"Lick it!" Eva yelled.

She lashed between Dawn's legs again, beating her pussy.

Dawn screamed, and leaned over farther as the cook pulled her down, right over his cock. Moaning and shuddering, Dawn let the thick prick pass between her lips, the big round cockhead filling her mouth.

"Suck it, bitch!" the cook demanded.

Dawn tried her best, sucking in the thick prick, letting the thick gobs of cum run into her mouth. Strangely enough, it didn't taste too bad; it was salty and creamy, thick, sticky, but it went down her throat easily enough. The rank smell of Trina's arse was on his shaft, however, and that made Dawn squirm. She choked and pulled back a bit; her hands aching, the strap pulling at her neck.

"Deeper!" Eva snapped, then lashed Dawn's cunt.

Dawn's scream rang off the walls, and she sank her mouth back down on the cook's cock again; taking it in until the thick round cockhead thrust at the entrance to her throat. She sucked and licked as best she could, letting the young cook fuck her mouth as hard as he wanted; thrusting his prick into her mouth until more than half of it was between her lips.

"Mmmm!" he murmured, holding Dawn's hair, running his cock in and out between her lips. "That's nice!"

"Like that?" Brett laughed, standing at the table. "Fuck me, she's a virgin and she still sucks cock like that. Hey, did you check, Eva?"

"No," Eva replied. "I just figured I'd beat the shit outta her if she was lying."

"Check her," Brett said, "and don't break it. We don't get many virgins in this line of work."

He laughed again, and leaned on the table, watching Dawn's mouth sink down on the cook's stiff boner.

Dawn sucked at the cook's stiff cock, feeling it run to the back of her mouth; thrusting hard, making her gag. She moaned, trying to keep her arms up to take the pressure off her neck, while sucking the thick cockshaft.

Then she felt Eva's fingers moving over her arse, right between her legs. She shuddered, but she had to endure the added humiliation. The cook gripped her hair, and fucked his cock between her lips; harder and faster, as his passion mounted. Dawn groaned, and her eyes closed as Eva's fingers reached the lips of her innocent little cunt.

"Oh boy," Eva said, "you'll like this one, honey; it's just lovely."

She ran her finger over Dawn's cuntlips, then spread them expertly, pushing a finger over the bound librarian's clit.

Dawn gave a great heave and her cunt trembled as Eva's skillful hand ran over her clit. The spasms that came out of the contact were hot, thrilling; sending her gasping onto the cook's fuck-rod. Eva's finger rubbed her clit gently, and the sensation soared down her legs and throbbed through her; blending with the agony in her whipped arse, churning it all around. Something started to throb in Dawn's guts, her pussy spasmed, and a long drawn-out moan escaped her lips.

"Yeahhh!" Eva sighed. "Come on, honey, let's get real wet for Aunt Eva, shall we?"

Her finger ran over Dawn's clit and another one rubbed gently at the entrance to her little fuck hole.

Dawn gurgled as the cook rammed his prick between her lips, pushing at her throat. The sensations creaming around in her pussy were making her head swim. Her legs shook and struggled against the leg irons, and her arms ached in the bonds, but the sensations went on. Her pussy was getting damp; she could feel it. And she could also feel Eva's finger probing the entrance of her cunt, pushing in a little.

"Yeah, fuck, she sucks good!" the young cook growled, holding Dawn's hair, ramming his cock between her soft young lips, faster and harder; sliding his prickshaft right into the squirming entrance of her throat. "Come on, honey, this is gonna be good!"

"Hey, don't you suck my man off!" Trina yelled suddenly, rushing up to the table. "He's gotta shoot that in me! Hey! Stop that! He's mine!"

But all Dawn could do was gurgle, as the cook slammed his cockhead into her throat. She gagged, as he rammed it back in, filling her throat.

Eva's fingers were caressing her pussy, stroking her, rubbing her sensitive hard clit bud and the shivering walls of her fuck-channel. She could feel Eva's fingers on her pussy, and Dawn gave a lingering moan of strange arousal, her throat opening wider for his prick.

"I'll whip that bitch! She's gonna suck my man off!" Trina yelled.

Eva laughed and slid her finger into Dawn's cunt, easing it in until it came into contact with her tight little cherry drum.

"Yeah," Eva chuckled, "she's a virgin, all right. You're gonna have fun with this one, Brett."

"Yeah, when you've all finished with her." Brett sat in a chair, watching closely.

"Ohhhh, ohhhh!" the cook moaned, as his cock slid deeper into Dawn's mouth. He gasped, gripping her hair harder, ramming his fucker at her mouth with all his fury. "Fuuuuck, she's good! She's fuckin' good!"

Eva stood up and leaned against the table, sliding her hand down Dawn's tummy and between her thighs, caressing her pussy. She leaned closer, whispering in Dawn's ear.

"Trina's really pissed," she murmured. "So I'm gonna have to let her whip you; you know how it is. Can't go around sucking her man off, can you?"

Her fingers played with Dawn's clit, one finger worked back into her throbbing pussy. Dawn gave a scream of horror as she tensed, her mouth deep on the cook's cock. Her arse trembled as Eva played with her cunt, tormenting her with the spreading sensations of pleasure that flowed from the degrading caresses.

"Oooohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Fuuuck, I am!" the cook roared, his cock going out of control in Dawn's soft mouth.

Dawn felt her head spinning, with a mixture of horror and pleasure that sent her guts heaving. Gushes of desire rushed from her cunt as Eva played with her; stroking her clit, sliding one finger in and out of her tight entrance to her fuck hole. At the same time, her body ached from the bonds, her neck pulled at the strap, and her throat pulsed at the invasion of the massive cock rammed in there.

And the whip cut her arse, sending enough agony through Dawn to open her throat with a bubbling scream, as her body went tense and her arse erupted in red-hot pain.

"Aaaagghhh!" the young cook roared, slamming his cock right into Dawn's throat. The cum boiled in his balls and his grip tightened in Dawn's hair. "Fuuuck, do that to her! Yeah, whip her! Oooooh, fuck it! Do it!"

His cock blurred in and out of Dawn's throat.

"Bitch, sucking off my man!" Trina screamed, lashing Dawn's shuddering arse. Her dark hair tossed and flicked as she put all her effort into whipping the bound blonde, and her dark eyes burned with fury. "Bitch!"

Dawn shuddered as another searing cut beat into her arse. Her throat opened even further, and she took more of the cook's fuck-rod, her body tossing in pain. But at the same time, the flowing pleasure from her pussy was making her legs tremble. Eva's fingers were wet as she caressed Dawn's cunt.

"Yeaaaaah!" he yelled, his cock heaving, blurring in and out of Dawn's mouth as the cum rushed up his shaft and poured out into her soft sucking mouth. "Ohhhh, whip her; she sucked me off!"

Dawn was sure she would throw up as the hot cum gushed into her mouth, but the surging pleasure and pain running through her were all that she could feel. Her thighs shook as hot wet goo gushed into her mouth, and the young cook yelled and moaned, his cock pulsating at the entrance to her throat.

He pulled his spurting cock back, pouring cum over her lips, running his cockhead just in and out of her helpless mouth.

"Look what she done! Whip her!" he yelled, streams of cum gushing all over Dawn's lips.

"Bitch!" Trina screamed, laying the whip into Dawn's arse in a fury, the tail curling in and out in a continuous arc. She rubbed her pussy, gasping with lust, as she whipped the helpless blonde.

Dawn screamed in rising agony as the whip lashed her arse, and the last hot gobs of cum flowed over her lips. But the pain was flowing strangely through her. She tossed and moaned, her thighs trembling, her pussy mound rubbing against the table edge, giving extra pleasure to her heaving body.

"Suck it offfff!" the cook roared, fucking his oozing cock at Dawn's mouth. "Fuck, that was a great blowjob; now, clean it up, whore!"

He held his cock at her lips while Dawn sobbed and licked the cum off, letting it flow down her throat, her pussy still throbbing, with the pleasure coming from Eva's fingers and the hard table edge rubbing just above them.

Eva laughed and took her fingers from Dawn's cunt.

Trina let the whip drop, her eyes glazed, her tits heaving as she worked her fingers over her pussy.

"You're gonna enjoy this one," Eva promised Brett.

The door opened.

"Oh, hi, Kurt," Brett said, "you just missed a great one."

"And I drove so fast to get here," Kurt said. "Oh well, what can I do for you?"

The cook slid his cock out of Dawn's mouth, rubbing his slowly subsiding cockhead over her lips as she licked the last of his cum up. "Not bad, baby; see you later."

Instantly Trina grabbed him. "You owe me, for fucking that little shit."

He grinned as he put his uniform on. "Tell you what. If I get a buddy of mine to do my shift, I'll show you how to fuck, lady, all night long."

"Mmmmm," Trina purred, "that's more like it." She stroked his arm as he buttoned his uniform.

"The only thing is, I gotta promise my buddy something; how about her later?" The cook jerked his thumb in Dawn's direction.

"Sure," Trina said. "Hey, Brett, can his buddy have her later, for doing his shift?"

"I think so," Brett said, "she's gonna need a lot of cock."

"Great!" Trina gasped, then led the young cook out.

Dawn was lying facedown across the table, sobbing her heart out. But then she felt the chains around her ankles being taken off, and she pulled her legs together, with a moan of pleasure. The ache in her thighs lessened. Then the bonds around her wrists were taken off, and she was pulled round; lying across the table to face Brett, Eva and Kurt.

Kurt was tall; middle-aged, with salt and pepper hair. He was dressed casually. He examined Dawn carefully. He held up her glasses and shook his head.

"You shouldn't be seen dead in these," he commented. He examined the lenses carefully. "Fine, no trouble. Now, let's look at you."

He picked her head up by the chin and stared at her flushed, tear- stained face. It was all made worse by the fact that she was naked, except for the tattered remains of her pantyhose around her ankles. He turned her head to one side, and then the other, looking at her with professional interest.

"Yes, I know what we need to do here. Contacts, too?"

"Sure," Brett said, "but wait until I call."

Kurt grinned. "Usual price?"

"You got it." Brett turned away. "I'll give you the money when you leave."

"Sure," Kurt said indifferently, looking at Dawn in quite a new way.

"Oh, and don't fuck her cunt; she's a virgin." Brett stopped at the door.

Eva picked up the whip, and then offered it to Kurt, who shook his head. Then she and Brett left.

"Virgin, huh?" Kurt stared at Dawn as the door closed. "Take that crap off your legs."

With a sob, Dawn reached down and started to pull her torn pantyhose off. Pulling them off was painful, but she was terrified of this man; even more terrified than she was of Brett.

"Come here," Kurt said.

Uncertainly, Dawn walked forward, her legs trembling, rubbing her whipped arse. She stood trembling.

He slid the zipper of his pants down and looked at her. "Let's see how you suck."

"No, please, not that! I hate it! Please!" Dawn wept, staring at the massive bulge in his pants.

Brutally, Kurt backhanded her, sending her spinning across the floor, her face ringing with pain. She collapsed, sobbing, holding her face.

"Let's try it again, huh? Come here, crawl, bitch!"

Dawn struggled to her hands and knees, then crawled across the carpet, sobbing and moaning, horrified out of her mind at this sadistic man. She crawled up to his leg, reaching into his pants; moaning as she held his cock.

It was long; ten inches at least, and it seemed to throb in her hand like a deadly arrow, ready to pierce her.

"Well, what do you do with a cock?" Kurt demanded.

"I... I," Dawn stammered, then leaned forward and ran her mouth over his hard cockhead.

"Not bad. Now, suck it real nice," Kurt said softly. "I gotta go home to a wife who needs her arse whipped and I wanna warm up, got that?"

Dawn nodded her head frantically as she slid her soft lips down his cockshaft, sucking for all she was worth. She thrust her mouth at his cock harder, running her soft lips down his cockshaft as far as they would go, right until his cockhead pushed at the entrance to her throat.

"Hey, not so fuckin' bad," he murmured. "Not fuckin' bad at all."

He held her around the neck and pushed harder, his cockhead ramming at her throat. To Dawn's surprise, her throat opened and took a couple of inches of his cock before she gagged, and had to pull back.

Kurt gave a growl and thrust again, his prick pushing even farther into her throat. Her throat spasmed around the swelling prick, as she knelt at his feet.

"Yeah!" he mumbled, running his cockhead in and out of her throat; thrusting it farther each time, until most of his ten-inch fucker was disappearing into Dawn's mouth at the peak of each thrust. "Hey, you got a lot going for you, baby. You give great head. Hey, you could be a star!"

He fucked her mouth faster.

Dawn sobbed, expecting to have his hot cum shooting into her throat at any moment. She trembled, waiting; hoping he wouldn't take too long.

But suddenly he pulled her up, her mouth sliding off his cock.

"Bend over the table!" he snarled, his cock throbbing.

He almost threw her across the table. Dawn shook with fear, for she was expecting Kurt to fuck her pussy. But his cock ran between her buttocks, and she gave a horrified gasp.

"Something wrong?"

"No, no, sorry!" Dawn moaned, laying her head on the tabletop, shuddering.

He pushed her thighs apart and forced his cock to the tight entrance of her arse. Instantly her arse-muscles cramped, but Kurt was powerful. His cockhead forced her anal muscles open, and pushed in a little.

Dawn gasped, as pain rushed out of the contact. There was some precum juice on Kurt's cock, but that and her saliva, were the only lubricants on his long nine-inch prick.

Kurt seemed to be into the pain of fucking her arse without the proper lubrication. He grunted and his long cock worked deeper, rasping agonizingly over Dawn's arse. She wailed and burst into tears, but he fucked harder, and another few inches of his fucker vanished into her shivering arse.

"Come on, bitch, help me!" he yelled. "I gotta cum, I'm busting!"

He slapped her sore buttocks, making her groan and jerk back at him as his cock fucked deeper into her shit hole.

"Yeah, come on, you shithead! Bring me off! Make me cum! Make me shoot! Yeaaahhh!" He gripped her arms and pulled her back, ramming his cock into her arse until it was buried in her dry shit hole. He gasped and yelled, pumping his cock at her shit-pit, twisting her arms as he raped her arse, holding her on his prick. "Now, you take it, whore!"

Dawn screamed as she felt his cock swelling with cum. He rammed her harder, slamming his cock into her sore arse, fucking it in to the hilt. He growled as his balls slapped Dawn's buttocks, and his prick throbbed deep in her guts; the cum rushing to the tip of his cock.

Dawn felt her arse spasming, as his cock rasped into her arse and worked over her walls. She moaned, clinging to the table; sobbing in deep, horrible shame, and horror, as well as the pain.

But there was a strange dark satisfaction to being fucked like this; being arse-raped over a table, hurt for a man's enjoyment. She sobbed, as her head spun again, and then leaped as the first hot jet of cum gushed into her hot arse.

"Yeaaaaah!" Kurt bellowed. "Ohhh, here it is, little girl! Tell me you want more, more... mooorrree!"

He bellowed with lust, his cock spurting cum into her arse, his hips heaving with the release.

"Aaahh, yes, yes, I want more, I want more!" Dawn screamed, heaving her arse back at him; feeling his cock moving easily on the slippery sperm coating her arse walls. Her arse shivered with a depraved delight, as Kurt spent himself in her guts. She sobbed and wept; heaving, as the hot springs of cum gushed into her arse.

"Tell me again!" Kurt yelled, his cock heaving; lifting her feet off the floor at the height of his thrust, and pouring steaming cum into Dawn's arse. He gripped her tits, pulling her up; holding the screaming, sobbing librarian on his cock as he shot the last gobs of his cum deep in her arse. "Yeahhh, wasn't that great?"

"Yes!" Dawn sobbed, her arse spasming over his oozing cock. "Yes, that was great!"

He snapped, and flung her forward; off his cock and across the table. Brutally, he pulled her around and shoved his still-hard cock at her mouth.

"Can't go home with shit or cum on my mouth on my cock, can I?"

Dawn's stomach heaved, but she dared not disobey him. He held her head and made her lick his cock; cleaning up all the cum and her own arse juices. She closed her eyes, not knowing if there was any of her shit there. It tasted a bit like it, but she never knew. She was still licking up the other side of his cock when he shoved her away impatiently. She squealed, as she slid across the table and almost fell back onto the floor.

Without another word, he zipped his pants up and left, closing the door behind him.

Dawn clutched the cold tabletop and lay there, sobbing. Her arse ached, and her body throbbed with the pain of the abuses she'd suffered. Desperately, she raised her head and tried to see if there was some way out of the room, but there was only the one door and she knew that it would be locked.

The door opened and Brett and Eva came back in. Eva carried the whip, and grinned as she strolled over to Dawn.

"Bit rough with old Kurt, right?" she said brightly. "Well, don't worry, it's just me and Brett now, and we'll be real gentle with you, won't we?"

"Sure," Brett said.

Dawn broke into tears.

"Stand up," Eva said.

Dawn struggled up, her weeping eyes cast down as she leaned back against the table.

"You've got to learn," Eva said softly, stroking the whip through her fingers. "You never say no; you know that?"

"Yes," Dawn whispered, shaking all over.

"So you have to be punished for saying no, don't you?"

Dawn clutched at her whipped body. "Please, I'll do anything, but please, no more of that!"

She nodded at the whip.

"This?" Eva laughed. "Hey, you love this! Come on, tell me how much you love the whip."

She advanced on the moaning librarian, and Dawn tried to pull herself over the table, to escape.

Eva grabbed her and pulled her back, forcing her to her knees. She stood over Dawn; her legs spread wide, the whip close to Dawn's face.

Dawn stared at the white leather dress just inches from her eyes. Eva's gloved hand moved closer, holding the whip; running the tight leather over Dawn's horrified mouth.

"Lick it, baby. Lick the whip," Eva purred, sliding the thick handle over Dawn's lips. She slid her hands into Dawn's blonde hair and held her tightly.

Dawn licked; tasting the leather, the salty sweat on the shiny handle.

"Good, now suck it," Eva purred, and turned the whip handle in her gloved hands, sliding it at Dawn's mouth. "Get it all wet."

She eased the whip into Dawn's mouth, and the helpless librarian sobbed as it entered. The horrible taste of the leather seethed around in her mouth, as the rough surface ran over her tongue. She sobbed in shame, seeing Brett out of the corner of her eye, standing there, watching her humiliation.

"Deeper, honey. Suck it like it was a real cock, come on, right in," Eva purred. She pushed and the top of the handle rasped at Dawn's throat, making her gag and heave on the floor. "Naughty; you took a cock before, so you can take this, come on, swallow it."

The menace in her voice sent Dawn shuddering and moaning, as she tried to take more of the whip handle. It pushed at her throat and she gagged, but somehow she managed to take an inch or so of it; jerking as her stomach heaved.

Eva eased the whip handle inside, fucking Dawn's throat with it, as she held the blonde's hair.

"Come on, suck the cock, honey, suck it!" Eva grinned, and spread her legs wider around Dawn's shivering body. "Now, push my dress up."

Dawn managed to slide her hands onto Eva's thighs, and slowly pushed the white leather dress up over Eva's stocking tops and on; revealing Eva's creamy thighs. Dawn's throat spasmed around the whip handle, as Eva worked the leather in and out of her mouth. Dawn trembled. Eva had over half of the whip handle in her mouth and the white gloves rubbed against her soft lips.

"Further!" Eva snapped.

Dawn was ready to throw up. In a dreadful haze of pain and humiliation, Dawn eased the white leather dress up and finally exposed Eva's leather panties.

"Take them off. They clip at the sides," Eva said, running the whip handle in and out of Dawn's throat.

Dawn found the first clip, pulling at it until it came open. The second one was even easier, and soon the terrified librarian was pulling the hot leather panties out from around Eva's garter belt and holding them; waiting in terror as the whip handle slid in and out of her throat.

"You're getting good at this!" Eva laughed. "Now, take the whip handle and fuck me with it; go on!"

Dawn moaned as Eva let go of the whip. In a heaving terror, Dawn pulled the handle out of her throat and tried to put it to the wet lips of Eva's cunt, while at the same time, holding the white dress out of the way. Eva laughed and spread her legs, opening the dark- haired lips of her pussy for Dawn.

"Come on, ram it up me! You hate me, don't you?"

"No, no, I don't hate you!" Dawn wept, sliding the whip handle over Eva's clit, working it toward the steaming hole of her cunt.

"Liar!" Eva laughed. She grabbed Dawn's hair again and tilted the blonde's head up. "If you don't hate me, you're a real wimp. Now, let's try that again."

"No, no, I don't hate you!"

"You stupid bitch!" Eva snarled.

Dawn screamed as Brett pulled her up, shoving her onto the table facedown. Then Eva grabbed her hair and held her while Brett took her legs, pulling them wide open and lashing her ankles to the table legs.

Dawn lay there; spread-eagled on the table, her head hanging over one side. Brett held the squirming blonde while Eva pulled a chair up and sat in it, spreading her legs brazenly on either side of Dawn's bound body. She tilted her pussy up and pulled Dawn's head down, until the two met.

Dawn gave a muffled scream as her face was buried in Eva's hot wet cunt. The smell of a woman in heat washed over her, and she struggled as Eva's cunt-slit rubbed over her face.

Eva pulled Dawn's head up, her skirt falling over her captive's face, her long stocking-clad legs stretched across the tabletop on either side of the sobbing blonde.

"Now, get that whip up my cunt!"

Dawn took the whip handle and ran it over Eva's spread wet pussy flesh. She found the entrance of Eva's cunt and eased the leather handle in, feeling Eva's cunt muscles spasm around the thick rod. Dawn worked the handle in and out of Eva's pussy.

"Mmm," Eva purred, as she worked her pussy on the whip handle. "Now, tell me how much you hate me."

"No, no, I don't hate you," Dawn lied. "It's just that... aagghhh! Help!"

She twisted desperately, her arse on fire, just in time to see the thin rod in Brett's hand.

"No, please! For the love of God, no!" she begged.

"Tell me how much you hate me," Eva purred, "and don't let that handle fall out of my cunt, bitch, or you'll really get it if you do."

"No, no, I don't... aaaghhh! Help no, please, no! Please, don't whip me, please!" Dawn struggled and wept, her arse on fire; three thin lines of agony across her flesh, beaten deep into the already thick mass of welts there.

"Tell me how much you hate me."

"Yes, yes, all right, I hate you!" Dawn screamed.

"And work that whip in my cunt!" Eva screamed. "Whip her Brett, she's gotta learn!"

Aaaghgh, no, no please... uurrghh!" Dawn twisted and jerked on the tabletop, her legs squirming on the polished surface, her arse burning with a desperate fire.

"Work that thing in my cunt, bitch! Do as you're told!" Eva yelled, jerking her pussy over the thick whip handle.

The rod lashed Dawn's trembling arse. She worked the whip handle into Eva's spasming cunt; sweat running down her face, her arse twitching, as she waited for the next blow.

"Yeaahhh!" Eva yelled. "Better, whore. Now do it. Tell me how much you hate me!"

Eva slammed her cunt all the way up the whip handle, her white gloved hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly.

"I hate you!" Dawn screamed, ramming the whip handle into Eva's pussy with all the force she had.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now, fuck me! Come on! Fuck me with that handle... you hate me, you hate me!" Eva jerked and tossed in the chair, her wet cunt sucking in the whip handle.

"Yes, aaaghghhh! Fuck, you bastard!" Dawn screamed as the rod whipped her arse once more. "I hate you, I hate you both!"

"Yeahhh, and all you can do is lie there and fuck my pussy with a whip and take a beating, right?" Eva screamed, lurching upward, her cunt taking the whole of the whip handle into her hot cunt.

"Yes, yes... urrghhh! You fuckers, you bastards, you shits!" Dawn screamed. She pumped the whip handle into Eva's pussy, her hand rubbing over the woman's clit, getting wet with Eva's juices.

"So fuck me like you hate me, bitch! Come on, show you hate me, you wimp, you dirty little wimp!" Eva heaved in the chair, her long legs trembling around Dawn's bound body, her white leather dress sliding up over her hips.

Dawn screamed, and rammed the whip handle into Eva's cunt as hard as she could. Then she hauled it out and slammed it back in, her hand running hard into Eva's clit. Furiously, sweat pouring off her face, her arse twitching as she waited for the whip, she fucked Eva's cunt; slamming the whip handle into the woman's hot wet fuck hole.

Eva spasmed and jerked in the chair, gasping with lust. Her thighs spread wider and she leaned back, running her hands inside the top of her dress, caressing her tits through her tiny bra. She rolled her large, crinkled nipples in her fingers; moaning as her passion mounted.

"Yesss, come on, bitch! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! You wanna kill me, don't you?"

"Yes, yes!" Dawn screamed, jerking as the rod cut into her arse.

"But you have to fuck me instead, bitch, right?" Eva yelled, her hot cunt swallowing the whip handle in a great gulp.

"I hate you, I hate you!" Dawn screamed, ramming the whip handle deep in Eva's cunt. "Aaaaagghhh!"

The rod lashed her arse, and beat a terrible line across it.

"But you have to fuck me, don't you, bitch? You can't do what you want, right?" Eva screamed, her hips jerking faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, I do!" Dawn sobbed, her tits rubbing against the edge of the table; her hands cramping as she rammed the whip into Eva's cunt. But the rod whipped her again, and her screams echoed around the room, as she jerked and flopped against the polished tabletop.

"Say it, bitch! Say you have to fuck me! Come on, bitch!" Eva demanded.

"Uaaghhh! I have to fuck you!" Dawn sobbed.

"And you hate that, you wanna kill me so bad!"

"Yes, yes, I do!"

"But you have to fuck me!" Eva leaned back and roared with laughter.

"Yes, yes, you bitch, I have to fuck you and I wanna tear you to pieces!" Dawn screeched, jerking as another lash of the rod beat into her arse.

"Welcome to real life, bitch!" Eva screamed, climaxing in the chair. "Learn it, use it; it's the only way to win! Aaahhh, yeahhhhh!"

She peaked, her cunt throbbing around the length of the whip handle as she came down from her climax, gasping with pleasure.

Dawn held the whip handle in Eva's cunt; her fingers wet with cuntal juices, her arse burning from the rod. She sobbed, her body aching and throbbing. She felt desperately humiliated, but something she had never known before was churning in her guts. It was a strange satisfaction, and she had no idea where it had come from, or what it was.

Eva laughed, and slid her white leather dress back down her thighs, covering Dawn's hand and the whip handle.

"Now take it out, slowly," she ordered.

Dawn moaned, as she eased the whip handle out of Eva's sucking cunt. It came out wet and slippery; shining in the light. She reached back and rubbed her arse, moaning in horror, as she found a smear of blood on her flesh.

"Lick it clean!" Eva snapped.

Dawn gave in at once, licking her tongue over the handle of the whip, tasting Eva's hot salty pussy juices.

"See?" Eva laughed. "This is how it is, honey; learn how to win, if you can."

She burst into peals of laughter and slid her hand up under the hem of her dress, reaching up for her pussy. Her eyes went hazy with lust as she rubbed her clit for a few moments, watching Dawn lick the whip handle. Almost instantly, her arse jerked and she gave a moan of lust.

"Lick it!" she gasped, and her fingers blurred on her clit. She gave a long moan and climaxed; her free hand working her nipples as she watched the suffering librarian. "Ram it down your throat! Get it down before I finish cumming!"

Dawn broke into sobs of horror, but she dared not disobey. She slid the tip of the handle into her mouth and pushed it down, reaching her throat, where it stuck and she gagged.

"Get it right down your throat!" Eva screamed, her white dress tossing over her thighs, as she rubbed her clit and twisted her arse, beating her pussy hard against the tabletop. Dawn's throat opened and she got a little of the whip handle in. She knew what was coming. As Eva's fingers rubbed under the white dress, inches from Dawn's nose, she gave a deep gasp of passion.

"Deeper!" she screamed, jerking in the chair, her legs shivering around Dawn's helpless body.

Dawn's gurgling scream rang out as the rod lashed her arse. Another four or five inches of whip handle sank into her mouth.

"Deeper, deeper!" Eva demanded, her eyes blurred and misty.

The rod lashed across her arse and Dawn screamed, sinking the whip handle right into her throat, pumping her head up and down on the plaited leather; the handle rasping over her throat as the rod lashed her again.

Eva gave a scream of final climax, rolling in her chair; sinking back down as her satisfaction rolled over her in soft waves.

"Better," Eva purred, "better."

The rod stopped and Dawn lay there, keeping the leather handle in her mouth. She looked up and there was Brett, just standing with the thin rod, grinning at her.

"Now it's my turn," he said. "I've been waiting to get my hands on you for months."

Eva laughed and drew her long legs over Dawn's head.

"I bet I know how you want it, you fucker," she commented.

"You got it," Brett grunted, as he untied Dawn's ankle bonds. "Get up."

Dawn tried to rise, but she hurt too much and she felt too exhausted. She burst into tears.

"Please, why are you doing this to me? What did I do to you?"

She turned a tear-stained face to him, but he wasn't impressed.

"Get up," he said, and then grabbed her hair to help her.

With a scream, Dawn landed on her feet on the floor by the table. She took one look and burst into hysterics.

"No, not that, nooooo!" she wailed, seeing Eva standing by the horrible rack.

"Walk to it, honey; walk to it!" Brett ordered.

"No, please, not that, please!"

"Walk to it!"

"No!" Dawn screamed.

She broke down completely, as Brett twisted her arm behind her back and marched her over to the rack. Screaming at the top of her voice, she struggled, but it was hopeless. The rack was vertical and Brett flung her between the uprights in a moment. Before Dawn knew what was happening, her wrists were in thick leather straps.

Begging and pleading every step of the way, she struggled as the straps were pulled up, to the top corners of the rack, and they stretched her; hanging her by her arms. Then they did the same to her feet; pulling her legs wide open, so that her body formed a letter X between the sides of the rack.

They pushed buttons and electric motors whirred, stretching the ropes out, until the pain ran down Dawn's arms and legs and through her whole body.

They shut the motors off when they were satisfied the ropes were tight enough.

Dawn hung there; spread-eagled, sobbing her heart out as Brett slid a bench between her legs. Behind him, Eva stood playing with the whip, watching Dawn's tits pulsate with the pain of her bondage. Eva's white dress top was open and her bra had been pushed aside, showing the swells of her luscious tits. She ran her fingers over her nipples, enjoying every minute of Dawn's pain.

Standing at the end of the bench, in full view of Dawn, Brett started to take his clothes off. Even through her pain, Dawn wanted to see Brett's cock; to see what she would have to suffer, but she wasn't ready for it. When his pants were down and he was reaching for his briefs, she could see that his cock was a monster; standing out like a massive skewer, all eleven inches of it. She gave a sob of horror.

Brett's cock was enormous; it was at least as thick as a beer can, and Dawn knew she'd never get such a weapon into her tight little cunt.

Eva saw her face and laughed. "You'll beg for that cock when we've finished with you."

Brett lay on the bench; his cock sticking up, the massive round cockhead just inches from Dawn's pussy. He ran his fingers over her clit, and Dawn spasmed with an agonizing passion.

"Did Kurt assfuck you?"

"Yes," Dawn sobbed. "He's a beast, a horror, a..."

"Shut up! I hope for your sake that he didn't break your cherry. I get real pissed when I lose a chance at that." Almost casually, Brett slid his finger up into Dawn's cunt. "Wow, fancy that; it didn't break! Now, you beg me to fuck you when you're ready. You see this?"

He showed Dawn a little box.

"Yes," Dawn whispered.

"It lowers the rack, so that your cunt goes over my cock. Simple." He pressed a button and more motors whirred, letting the rack down a few inches.

Dawn screamed as Brett's enormous round cockhead pushed at the entrance to her pussy. Even that contact sent shivers of horror through her. Her cuntwalls stretched and ached, and she could see the rest of his enormous prick, reaching between her stretched thighs.

"Beg me," Brett said.

"No, please, for the love of God, please, no! Aaahh! Noooo!" Dawn's wide, terrified eyes stared at Eva, as the woman swung the whip and the tail curled through the air. Dawn screamed as the leather cut right across her lovely tits, beating thick welts over her tit-mounds.

"Beg me!"

"Please, fuck me, please! Aaaghhh! Please, do it, please!" Dawn begged, as the whip lashed her tits, cutting across them, leaving red lines across her flesh. She heaved on the ropes; her body tight and twisting in pain and horror, her cunt inching down toward Brett's prick.

"Like this?" Brett chuckled.

He pushed a button on the box. The motors whirred and Dawn's tight little cunt sank an inch farther onto his cock.

"Aaaghh, yes, yes, no, no!" Dawn screamed, as Eva whipped her tits again. "I did what you said!"

The whip curled in the air.

"So what?" Eva yelled. "This is the way it is, honey; this is it!"

She gave a horrible laugh, as the whip lashed out and cut across Dawn's nipples, beating red hot pain all over the bound librarian.

"More!" Brett yelled; his cock throbbing and shoving a couple more inches into Dawn's shuddering cunt.

"Yes, yes, please! No, aagghhh!" Dawn screamed, as the whip beat her tits to the side, leaving another thick welt of pain across her flesh. Her body tossed, the motors whirred, and she sank another inch onto Brett's fucker.

Her pussywalls were stretched to the limit by the enormous fuck- rod. The tip of Brett's fucker came up against her cherry. She tossed; her body throbbing, her tits heaving under the assault of the whip, her pussy spasming with the thick cockhead buried in it.

"Beg me to fuck you!" Brett yelled, lying on the bench, holding the box; his cock still in her cunt, waiting.

"Please, fuck me!" Dawn wailed, screaming, as the whip lashed out and beat her tits. "Please, please!"

"You're a real little whore, right?" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn again, curling the whip expertly around the librarian's body and onto her arse. "You're only doing this to get a promotion in the library, right?"

The whip curled around Dawn's tits.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Dawn confessed, weeping and jerking on the ropes.

"You just fuck to get what you want, huh?" Eva laughed, whipping Dawn's arse again.

"Yes!" Dawn screamed, her body throbbing with pain, her cunt heaving up and down, still riding the first few inches of Brett's thick fucker.

Eva laughed. "Okay, bitch, you got it."

The whip curled across Dawn's arse and Brett pushed a button.

The motors whirred, and Dawn came down, but Brett held her up by her thighs for a moment; keeping her cunt high on his cock. Dawn pleaded and begged; her body aching as the whip lashed her arse, curling expertly around her body. Then Eva lashed her tits.

Dawn leaped; jerking on the ropes, surging up and then down, her already-wet cunt sliding over Brett's massive cock. He let go of her thighs as his cockhead rushed up her cunt; coming into contact with Dawn's cherry. For a moment, her cherry was stretched; then it gave way and Brett's massive long fuck-rod surged to the top of her quivering cunt.

Dawn gave a long drawn-out scream. Her virginity was gone.


"Yeahhh!" Brett roared, as his cock rushed to the top of Dawn's quivering cunt. "Fuck, yeah! Ain't that great, baby, hey?"

He hunched up on the bench and rammed Dawn upward; an inch or so, until the leg straps jerked her to a halt.

Dawn shrieked as her pussy walls were stretched, with Brett's massive fucker buried between them. Her body tossed wildly as she saw the whip lashing in, cutting across her tits once more. The agony rushed out of her reddened tit-flesh, and she screamed; a scream of absolute desperation and pain.

"Come on, bitch, don't you love to be fucked!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's body.

"Urrghh! Yes, yes, I love to be fucked!" Dawn screeched in her pain; her pussy throbbing and heaving around Brett's massive hunk of fuck meat. Her hands were clutching at the bonds, pulling wildly and to no avail. The rack shook, but that was all. "Please, please, don't whip me!"

"I'll whip you when I like, you little cunt!" Eva yelled, lashing her again, cutting Dawn's tits. "Don't you ever beg me to stop, got that?"

"Aaaghhh! Yes, yes!" Dawn screamed, jerking helplessly, her body taut between the bonds. Her cunt throbbed as Brett's cock reamed her fuck channel out.

Brett lay below the suffering librarian, grinning as he fucked her; his thick prick sliding in and out with no trouble on Dawn's freely flowing pussy juices. He gripped her spread thighs, rocking her on his cock, as he fucked her.

The little blonde moaned as the whip cut her. She felt the leather tail whip into her arse once more, beating more pain into her flesh. She jerked and her cunt slid down Brett's cock, taking it all between her shivering pussy walls.

Eva was whipping her to the beat of Brett's fucking; the whip lashing in, just as he rammed his cock up her cunt. And the combination was driving Dawn out of her mind. The agony surged out; yet, at the same time, the pain from Brett's cock was dropping away. The rasping of that thick male fuck meat in her cunt was driving arrows of horrible pleasure into Dawn; arrows that shot through her body, mingling with the pain of the whip.

"Yeah, come on, whore! Let's see you cum!" Eva screamed, lashing Dawn's tits as the bound librarian screamed and tossed, her cunt swallowing Brett's cock in one great gulp.

"Show us, bitch, show us; you beautiful little cunt!"

Her arms flung back, whipping into the leather, Eva watched as Dawn screamed. Slowly, Eva slid her hand into the slit of her skirt and over her thighs, reaching for her hot little pussy. Breathlessly she stroked her clit; her fingers sliding on her juices, digging at her flesh as she watched Dawn struggle.

Dawn leaped and jerked as the whip cut her arse. Brett's cock slammed to the top of her cunt. Her screams rang around the room, echoing from the walls as her beaten flesh throbbed. Sweat gleamed on her skin as she struggled against the ropes; her pussy jerking on Brett's prick, thrusting for it, almost begging for more of the male fuck meat.

"Come on, bitch! Come on, you beautiful little cunt! Show us!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's arse.

Dawn's head spun. Her pussy spasmed and throbbed, jerking around the base of the rock-hard cock filling her fuck hole. Her arms tensed. For a second, she hung; Brett's cockhead just inside the entrance of her throbbing pussy.

Then the whip cut her tits. Dawn screamed. Brett's cock was buried once more in her hot little cunt.

The door opened, and Trina walked in with two more of the male members of the staff; both young, both hung, and both hard. Trina still had on her white shoes and stockings, but she had added a blue and white slip to the ensemble. The hem came just under her arse and flicked brazenly as she walked.

"Fuck, she's busy," Trina said, to the two men. "You wanna wait and fuck her?"

"Jesus!" one of the boys gasped. He stared at Dawn, who was jerking her cunt down on Brett's cock; gasping and screaming with lust that was totally out of control.

"Get the fuck out!" Brett yelled, but Trina ignored him.

"If you wanna fuck her, you have to make me happy till then," Trina pouted, sliding her hand over the boy's cock. "You have to suck me; that's fair, and you work my tits. If you wanna fuck her."

She sat on a table, leaning back and spreading her thighs; easing her slip up to show her dark haired pussy mound.



Brett growled and seemed to be about to yell at Trina again, but the whip lashed into Dawn's tits, and the heave she gave sucked at his cock so hard that he gasped with pleasure and sank back on the bench.

"Fuck!" one of the boys sighed.

He climbed onto the table and sank his mouth over Trina's luscious tit, holding the other one in his hand. Moaning with lust, he ran his teeth over her nipple, biting it; sending Trina into an immediate screaming fit of lust.

"Come on, suck my pussy!" she demanded. "If you wanna fuck her!"

The other boy stared at the open pussy for a moment, then sank to his knees between her thighs, sliding them over his shoulders before he sank his mouth over the hot wet gash of her cunt.

"Ohhhh! Yes, that's nice!" Trina moaned. "Do it to me, boys! Do it... uurrhh!"

She writhed on the tabletop, her thighs spread wide, and her body throbbing with lust as she was sucked to climax.

Dawn thrashed around on the rack as surging passion overwhelmed her pain, driving her screaming into spasms of raging lust. Her pussy was exploding, with the throbbing shaft of Brett's cock slamming up to the top of it, raping her pussy walls with each stroke. She screamed as the whip cut her tits.

"Come on, bitch! Show us! Show us!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's arse; rubbing her own clit as she stared at the spasming girl. "Cum, bitch, we wanna see you cum!"

She whipped Dawn's tits, landing it with perfect precision on Dawn's nipples.

"Auurrghh!" Dawn screamed, jerking, her tits bouncing to the blow.

Her cunt throbbed and spasmed, and a rush of pure lust surged up over her. She wailed, jerked and came; her whole body on fire.

"Noooo!" she wailed, her cunt sucking at Brett's cock with a passion that she had never known before. She pulled hard with her hands; her tits thrusting out for the whip, her pussy desperate for Brett's cock to fill it. "Please, noooo!"

"Fuck, she's gonna do it!" Brett roared, hunching his arse up, his cock disappearing into Dawn's sucking cunt-hole. "Fuck, she is, she is!"

"Aaaghghh!" the bound librarian screamed, her body out of control, as she came.

Dawn had never felt passion like this before. It overwhelmed her at each lash of the whip, each thrust of Brett's cock into her cunt. And now she could feel his massive prick, swelling and throbbing with the rush of cum surging in his balls. The whip beat into her arse. She came; screaming, wailing, her cunt sucking and clutching at Brett's cock, as he yelled and lurched up off the bench.

"Ohhh, fuck, yes!" he roared, his prick pounding up into her soft wet cunt, cum surging out of his balls and up his thick cockshaft. "Yaaahhh!"

He gasped, as the first jet of his cum poured into Dawn's throbbing cunt.

"Go, baby, go! Come on, show us!" Eva screamed; lashing Dawn, beating the librarian's tits and arse with continuous strokes. Eva's fingers blurred on her pussy. "Come on!"

Dawn's body was shattered by the most incredible climax, as hot sticky cum gushed into her pussy. Her scream sent Trina into orgasm as she lay on the tabletop, her pussy and her tits being worked over by the two boys. Another streak of cum rushed into her cunt, and Dawn screamed harder; her eyes closing, her body wet with sweat.

"Yeah, oohhh, yeah!" Brett yelled, jerking up from the bench, his cock shooting streaming fuck juice out of his balls; splattering it all over her cunt, filling it, as his cock slammed up into her cunt.

"Fuck me, bitch! You're worth it, fuck, you are!" he roared in helpless release.

"Aaaggghhh!" Dawn wailed as she came, passion erupting over her with each shot of hot cum in her cunt. "No, please, no!"

Dawn was cumming, jerking, out of her mind with passion. Her hips throbbed and heaved; her tits thrust out, taking the full power of the whip with each stroke. There was blood on the underside of one tit where her skin had split, but nothing stopped Dawn's raging lust.

"Noooo, please, don't do it, stop!" she screamed, her cunt sucking more white gooey cum out of Brett's cock as she rammed her pussy down around it.

She wailed as Brett spewed the last massive shot of his cum into her cunt. Her pussy spasmed around the thick fuck-rod, taking even more satisfaction from the rock-hard cock.

Brett gasped and thrust as he lay there; his cock oozing cum, while Dawn still rode it, tossing around on the ropes, her orgasm still raging.

"Fuck!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's jerking arse.

"No, stop!" Brett snapped.

He held Dawn on his cock; watching her, as the little blonde librarian sobbed and screamed, trying to get full satisfaction.

But she couldn't, and she slowly came down; the pain from her whipped tits and arse taking over from the passion. She became aware that her legs ached and that her whole body throbbed with pain. Slowly she collapsed; hanging on the ropes, her cunt still twitching around Brett's cock, sweat running down her body, between her tits, mixing with the smear of blood from her cut tit.

"Take her down," Brett said, pulling his prick out of Dawn's pussy and climbing off the bench.

He and Eva had Dawn down in moments; dropping her to the floor, where she curled up on the carpet and lay there, slowly rubbing her whipped tits and arse.

"Now, bitch!" Brett snapped, walking over to where Trina lay on the table. "You know the rules; you don't crash in unless you're asked."

"Oooh, did I do wrong, Brett?" Trina whimpered. "I'm so sorry, I just thought..."

"Over the bar!"

"No, Brett, no!" Trina screeched, throwing the boys aside and rushing at Brett. "You can't, no, not that, no!"

He grabbed her wrists and spun her around, holding her as she screamed and yelled.

"You boys wanna instruct this bitch on how to behave? Just do what I say. Come on!"

"No! You jerk, you lousy jerk!" Trina screamed, as she was hustled over to the rack.

Instead of being hung up like Dawn, Trina was bent over the lower bar of the rack, and her wrists were lashed to her widespread ankles, which were lashed to the base of the rack. She screamed; her slip falling over her back, revealing her wet pussy lips and taut buttocks.

"Not you, bitch!" Trina screamed, looking up to see Eva, standing there with the whip in her hand.

"You don't make bargains," Eva sneered, smoothing her white dress down over her thighs. "You bitch! You're the one who makes him do these things!" Trina screamed.

"Okay, boys," Brett said, handing one of them a thin rod. "One of you beats the little bitch, while the other gets a blow job. Then you change. Sound good? You do like blow jobs, don't you?"

"Fuck!" one boy gasped; his long dark hair falling over his face as he looked at the rod. "You mean on her arse?"

"Hard," Brett said. "She knows the rules."

"Jesus!" The boy looked at his friend. "You wanna go first?"

"Sure," the other one said, trying to sound casual, while his prick stuck out like a skewer. He went to the bound Trina and sat down on the floor in front of her; his body between her spread legs, his legs pushing out around her head, his cock pushing at her mouth.

"You fucker!" Trina screamed. "I don't get this kind of treatment!"

"If you break the rules, you do," Brett said casually, sitting down. "Now suck, bitch! It's faster that way."

"Fuck off!" Trina screamed, straining against the bonds.

"Go on," Brett said to the boy with the dark hair. "Hard."

The boy raised the rod and held it for a moment. Then he lashed it down across Trina's tight buttocks.

"Aaagghhh... bastard! Fucker!" Trina yelled, as a red line appeared on her flesh.

"Harder!" Brett ordered.

"No, no... aaagghhh!" Trina screamed, tossing on the bar, her legs trembling with pain.

"Better. Now, get on and suck, honey; this goes on till he cums." Brett leaned back in the chair and looked over at Dawn. "Come here."

Dawn moaned as she forced herself to her hands and knees. Her whole body ached as she crawled across the floor to Brett. His cock had only gone down a little, and it was stiffening with each scream Trina gave. Dawn knew what Brett wanted.

"Suck it," he ordered. "Gently. Don't make me cum, or you'll be over the bar with Trina."

Dawn surrendered at once. She crawled between his legs and took his massive fuck-rod in her hands; running her soft lips over it, licking at the cum-smeared flesh, kissing the hardening cock head.

Brett grunted and ran his fingers through Dawn's blonde hair.

"You're a mess. We'll have to get Eva to do you up later." He took hold of his cockshaft and slid it over Dawn's lips, making her lick and suck it as he wanted. "Nice; you're getting good at this."

Dawn moaned, wishing she was dead. And yet, the feel of hard male cock in her mouth was a real turn-on; reminding her of stiff meat up her pussy and in her arse. She trembled, wondering what was happening to her.

Trina screamed, as another thin line of pain appeared on her arse.

"Suck him, honey," Brett said, holding Dawn's mouth to his cock.

"Fuck you!" Trina screamed, but her lips moved closer to the long throbbing cock that the boy held close to her mouth. The rod lashed her arse hard. She screamed, and her lips ran over the prickhead thrusting there.

"Suck it; stop pretending!" Brett said.

"You shit, you fuck-faced shit! Aaghhh!" Trina screamed, and sank her mouth over the thick dickmeat. Her throat opened as she sucked the boy's cockhead in to the hilt; her throat throbbing as she sucked him.

"Fuckin' Jesus!" the boy gasped; jerking his arse off the floor, watching his cock vanish into Trina's sucking mouth. "Shit, I never got sucked like this... ohhhh, fuck! Hey, Benny, whip her fast; I can't hold out for long!"

But Benny wasn't really listening. He lashed Trina's red-lined arse, bending it with the force of the blows. And all the while his hand eased up and down his cock, stroking the stiff shaft while his eyes devoured Trina's struggling body.

"Ooooohh, fuck!" the boy on the floor moaned, watching his cock vanish into Trina's sucking throat. "I can't hold on; I can't!"

He fucked his cock into Trina's throat harder and faster. Brutally, he gripped her hair; pulling her mouth even farther onto his jerking prick.

"Fuck, I gotta cum!" he yelled; leaning back, gasping with lust.

Benny lashed Trina's bound arse; stroking his cock faster and harder, his arse beginning to jerk, his prick swelling in his hand.

Eva leaned over Brett, as he ran his massive fuck-rod between Dawn's innocent lips.

"He's gonna cum," she murmured.

"So, you want the second turn." Brett laughed.

"You understand me perfectly," Eva purred and strolled over to Trina.

Trina's arse jerked on the bar, as the rod lashed into it. The red lines had become a mass of crimson flesh and each new blow sent her thrashing harder, her mouth sunk to the limit on the boy's cock. Her large, swelling tits jerked and rolled as she struggled on the bar.

"Fuuuuck!" the boy on the floor yelled.

He fucked his cock into Trina's throat, right to the hilt, as it throbbed and pounded with the cum rushing up it.

"Yeaaahhh!" he bellowed, as his streaming white goo poured into Trina's throat. "Suck it all down!"

"Jesus! Hell! Fuuuuuuck!" Benny yelled, his eyes becoming glazed, as his hand blurred on his cock. His arm swung, lashing Trina's squirming arse. A stream of cum shot out of his cock slit, through the air, and splattered onto Trina's arse. He whipped Trina hard; the rod lashing into his cum and beating some of it away, as another stream gushed out of his cock and over Trina's beaten arse.

Cum filled her mouth, and oozed from the corners of her soft lips, as she sucked and swallowed. Cum poured over her, as the boy bellowed and jerked, gasping with release.

"Fuuuuuck!" Benny moaned, jerking his cock as another massive jet of fuck juice poured out and over Trina's heaving arse. He lashed the bound girl; beating gobs of his cum into her flesh and splattering them across her body. He gasped, his hand still blurring on his prick; cum gushing out of his piss-slit.

Brett guided Dawn's mouth on his cock, stroking her soft lips over his hard flesh. "Glad that isn't you, getting your arse whipped?"

That thought had more than crossed Dawn's mind. Each scream Trina gave seemed to send electric shocks through her, making sucking Brett's cock more exciting. She moaned, feeling his prick meat throb in her mouth.

"How would you like to fuck those two boys?" Brett asked.

Dawn gave a moan of horror and shook her head.

"Wrong answer, honey. Now, how would you like to fuck those two boys?"

"Yes, yes, I'd like that," Dawn moaned.

"While they really give your nipples a working over, right?"

"Yes, yes, that would be nice," Dawn wept.

"Well, maybe, maybe." Brett chuckled. "But, right now, I've gotta decide how to fuck you; this hardon won't wait much longer."

Eva ran her fingers down Benny's back, as he gasped, holding his cock while the last of his cum dribbled out of it. His eyes were glassy.

"You young fuckers, so impatient," Eva crooned, "but I can't complain. But if you want to be useful around here, get your cock hard again. Fast."

"Yeah, don't worry, I can do it," Benny gasped.

"I hope so." Eva laughed and tapped the other boy on the shoulder. "Time to go to work, Jack."

Jack held Trina's sobbing mouth to his cock, stroking his softening cock over her lips. He turned and looked up Eva's legs; right under her dress. At the sight of her luscious thighs and dark pussy mound, his cock started to get hard again.

"Don't even think it, honey," Eva chuckled. "Just do what you're told and you'll get more than enough pussy. Now, up."

Jack pulled his cock out of Trina's mouth and got to his feet; taking the rod, testing it.

"Use it properly," Eva said. "And get me that low stool."

Jack hurried to obey, while Eva stared at Trina's suffering face.

"Ready for me?" Eva asked, running her finger in the cum pooled on Trina's arse.

Trina gave a moan of pain, as Eva prodded her bruises.

"Not you, please no!" she moaned.

"Sorry, bitch, but Benny here shot, so you can't blow him yet." Eva played with her blonde hair.

Jack brought the stool.

"You bitch!" Trina moaned, as Eva carefully put the stool close to her head.

Eva made a performance out of it, easing her dress up. Then she sat carefully on the stool and spread her legs, her hot wet pussy easing closer to Trina's mouth.

"Whip her, Jack," she said.

Dawn moaned as Brett pushed her away from his cock.

"I know what I want," he said.

"No, you bastard, no!" Trina screeched, as she turned around to eye the boy she'd just sucked off. "I got you here; you don't whip me, you fucker!"

Eva shoved Trina's head between her legs. "Suck, you bitch! You're just an assistant; don't act like a boss!"

Trina twisted out of Eva's grasp again.

"Don't do it, Jack!" she screamed at the boy.

Jack grinned a little, playing the rod through his fingers. "But your boss told me to do it."

"Don't listen to... aaaghgh!" Trina screamed, as Eva grabbed her hair and slapped her hard across the face. "You bitch!"

Eva slapped her again, hard and right across her face.

"Learn, bitch!" Eva snapped. "Now, suck pussy, or I'll keep you on that bar until you've blown every man in this hotel!"

That sobered Trina up. She moaned, and sank her soft lips over Eva's hot wet cunt. Eva gave a murmur of pleasure and spread her thighs wider, holding Trina's head closer to her cunt.

Jack lined the rod up on Trina's arse, running it over the red flesh; making Trina jerk and moan as she sucked Eva's pussy. Jack gasped, his hand on his cock, rubbing it hard.

"Don't do what your friend did," Eva warned. "I want this bitch fucked out of her mind after this."

"Hey, lady, whatever you say," Jack gasped, lashing Trina's arse.

Trina screamed and rocked on the bar; her arse jerking and twitching as the thin rod bounced up off her flesh. She gasped as Eva pulled her head closer, ramming her mouth onto the crack of her pussy.

"Come on, bitch, suck me nicely!" Eva purred, pushing her cunt harder into Trina's face.

"Shit!" Jack gasped, as he lashed Trina's arse.

He pulled on his cock, dragging the last inch of stiffness back into it. With his eyes glaring, he lashed Trina's jerking arse-flesh, gripping his cock harder, jerking at it as he lashed the screaming girl.

"Harder!" Eva snapped. "She needs it harder!"

Jack gasped and lashed Trina's arse, beating it into her buttocks with furious strokes. Trina screamed into Eva's pussy; sucking and biting at the hot flesh, getting a moan of satisfaction from Eva.

"Yeah, that's better," Eva purred. "Keep it up, Jack! Keep it up!"

Jack lashed Trina with greater fury; still rubbing his cock, staring at the two women.

Brett pulled Dawn up by her hair and grinned at her. "You know what I want?"

"No," Dawn whispered.

"I want you to beg me to put a vibrator up your pussy, while I fuck your arse."

Dawn dropped her eyes, terrified again.

"Sure, you want to do that, don't you?" Brett sighed, slipping his fingers around Dawn's whipped nipples. "Tell me how much you want to do that."

He tightened his grip, rolling Dawn's crinkled nipple flesh, sending sharp pains out of the whipped buds.

"Yes, yes, I'd love to do that!" Dawn moaned, jerking to the pulse of the pain.

"Sure?" Brett whispered.

Dawn gasped, thrusting her tits at his hands.

"Try me," she moaned, her head spinning convulsively.

Brett laughed and twisted her nipples harder. Dawn moaned, and spasms of excitement rushed out of her pussy. The agony pouring from her tits was seething through her body, making her feel weak with horrible excitement.

"Get up," Brett said. "Go to the cabinet over there and pick a vibrator. Do it!"

Dawn staggered to her feet, her head ringing with lust. She glanced at Brett for a moment, then broke into sobs. She turned and staggered to the closet, hearing Trina's screams as the rod lashed her tight arse.

Dawn turned, looking at the perverted scene before her. Jack lashed Trina's arse while the bound girl sucked on Eva's pussy. Eva sat on the seat, rubbing her pussy against Trina's helpless mouth. To one side, Benny waited; rubbing his cock, getting it hard again as he watched.

It all sent Dawn into deeper sobs of disgust. She turned, and pulled open the cabinet door. There were rows and rows of vibrators and dildos, ranging in size; from six inches to massive ones, that would split her body in two. She gasped and ran her fingers over them, feeling the softness in some of them, and the massive hardness of others. Some were ebony, and the jet-black shafts seemed to beckon her. She shuddered, reaching for the cock-shaped, curving ones, with rubber coatings and battery controls. She knew she had to pick one big enough to impress Brett, and yet one not too big. She grasped one and pulled it out of the cabinet.

She turned and went back to Brett, holding the vibrator in her shivering hand.

"Not bad," he said. "Now, start it up."

Dawn twisted the base of the vibrator. To her surprise, the long prick began to whir, shaking in her hand.

"Now, stick it up your cunt."

Dawn shivered, holding the rubber cock. He was staring at her, waiting. Slowly she moved the rubber cock between her legs; spreading them, opening the blonde slit of her pussy.

That was what horrified, and drove her crazy with lust at the same time; having to do it in front of him.

With a moan of submission, she spread her thighs; running the tip of the rubber vibrator over her cunt. The sparks of passion that burst out of the contact sent her rocking on her heels. Tears burst out of her eyes, as she suffered the humiliation of seeing Brett laughing at her.

"Yeah, come on, bitch, show me how much you really want it," he said. "You're the horniest little cunt I've seen in a long time; come on, admit it."

Dawn screamed, then broke into sobs, feeling rushes of lust bursting out of her clit as the hard rubber cock rubbed against it."

Brett laughed. "You'll admit it. Now, get it up your cunt."

"You beast!" Dawn sobbed, but he just grinned and leaned back in the chair, watching her.

With a groan, she slid the rubber cockhead into her pussy. It slid in easily on her juices, and she felt the throbbing prick pulsating in her cunt, sending fresh spasms of passion through her. It was only in an inch or so, but that was more than enough for her super-sensitive pussy. The churning prickhead pulsed in her cunt, and she gasped, pushing the thick vibrator deeper; rasping it over her pussy walls. Spreading her legs wider, she held the vibrator in her cunt, pushing it harder.

"Ohhhh, you beast, what are you doing to me?" she sobbed, fucking herself with the imitation cock, ramming it right up her cunt; holding it so tightly to her cunt that her fingers slid over her clit, adding to her excitement.

"Bring yourself off," Brett said, grinning nastily.

"Please, no!" Dawn moaned, shoving the vibrator in, then letting it slip on down until she rammed it in again. She spread her legs even wider. Her free hand was playing with her clit; rubbing the hard bud, letting her passions surge out.

"Come on, you beautiful bitch," Brett said softly. "Bring yourself off."

Dawn moaned, rubbing her clit; shuddering with passion as the vibrator and her fingers on her clit sent her soaring into new realms of lust.

"Tell me what it's like when you bring yourself off," Brett said softly. "What you do when you're in bed at night, playing with yourself. Come on, tell me."

Dawn gasped, guilt rushing up over her passion; making her break out in a new sweat.

"Tell me, or I'll have you over the bar! Come on, every nasty little detail. You lay in bed and you rub your pussy, come on."

"Please, no, no!" Dawn moaned, running the vibrator deeper in her cunt.

"Tell me!"

"Yes, yes I do!" she moaned. "I do, every night! I have to; I have to!"

"Why?"

"Because I need it so much! It's so wicked; so wicked!" Dawn sobbed, the vibrator deep in her cunt, churning over her pussy walls, driving her into spasms of lust.

"So why don't you fuck all the men you want?"

"Only wimps like James want me!" Dawn screamed. "No real man would want me! I'm ugly, stupid, horrible!"

She screamed and came, her cunt throbbing around the churning vibrator.

Brett laughed. He came close to the moaning, spasming blonde. "So you rub your pussy, and that's so wicked."

"Yes, yes," Dawn sobbed.

"So you have to be punished, don't you?"

"Yes, yes! Please, stop, please!" Dawn screamed, her hips jerking like mad; her cuntlips thrusting at the base of the vibrator, swallowing it effortlessly.

"Get my cock real wet for your arse!" Brett snapped. "You know how to do it."

Dawn sank to her knees; holding the vibrator inside her cunt, rubbing it over her pussy walls, as she slid her mouth along the massive prick length of Brett's cock. He held his cock for her; letting her move her mouth over his cockhead, taking it in, sucking on it, letting her saliva run all over it.

"Deeper!" he gasped.

Dawn shuddered, working her mouth down the massive shaft, taking it in until it reached the entrance to her throat. She was sure she would choke, but she gave a push, and the thick round cockhead was in her throat; throbbing as she licked at his shaft, getting it as wet as she could.

"Cum again! Now!"

The tone of his voice sent Dawn shuddering into an orgasm. She screamed, then sank her mouth down on his cock even further; wetting it as she came, her throat throbbing around his hard prick. Her fingers blurred on her clit, as she rammed the vibrator to the top of her shivering cunt with her other hand.

"Good," Brett said softly, "you're learning."

He held her there while she came, and moaned, her mouth sliding on his cock. His thick prick rammed into her throat, again and again, as her passion surged. Finally, he pulled back, making her lick and suck every inch of his cock, until her lips were running over his cockhead and she was moaning with helpless lust.

"Now, go and lean over the table and beg me to fuck your arse," he ordered.

Dawn crawled, holding the vibrator in her cunt, over to the table. She could hear Trina's muffled screams and the slap of the rod on the girl's arse. Throbbing with orgasm, Dawn leaned over the table and spread her legs, heaving her arse up, saliva drooling from her lips onto the polished tabletop.

"Please, please, fuck my arse!" she moaned, breaking into hot flashes of passion.

Brett stood behind her, running his hands over her arse.

"Beg me again!" He spanked her hard, his hand beating into her crimson buttocks.

Dawn screamed as the pain and lust surged through her. "Please, please, please! Fuck my arse! I want it so bad!"

"Bad enough to take this on your arse as I fuck it?" Brett said sharply, leaning forward and shoving a thin leather strap under Dawn's nose.

"Yes, yes!" she sobbed, jerking back at his cock that was already deep in her arse crack.

"Good," he murmured and leaned back.

Dawn felt his cock pushing toward her arse, working over the spasming ring of muscles until his cock was in position. Then he gave a shove and Dawn gasped. Her head was flung back, and she gave a moaning scream as his thick cock pushed into her arse. The sensation of Brett's cock, rubbing against the end of the vibrator through the thin fleshy divider that separated her cunt from her arse, sent new shudders of orgasm through her. She groaned, her arse thrusting back; taking another inch of his cock before she came up short, screaming in the mixture of pain and pleasure that swamped her.

Brett's cock rubbed against the churning vibrator, spreading her arse walls with its massive thickness, until she was sure her arse was going to break in two. At the same time, the horrible depraved lust that burst out of the contact sent her head spinning, as she came again. She sobbed, holding the vibrator deep in her cunt while Brett shoved again, and half his massive cock sank into her arse.

Dawn screamed, jerking against the table. Her arse and pussy were erupting with pain and lust as the two cocks worked over them, and Brett was making sure that she got the full measure of both.

With long, slow, deliberate thrusts, he fucked his cock deep in her arse, then slid it out again, holding his cockhead at the very entrance of her arse. Dawn's moans and screams mounted as she jerked back; trying to get more of his thick fuck-rod. When she was going out of her mind, Brett slammed in hard; filling her arse with his cock, making her scream even harder as the lust and pain broke over her in waves of orgasm.

"Beg me for it." He chuckled.

"No, no, please, no!"

Her fingers worked her clit until she was gasping in constant wails of lust, and her arse and pussy spasmed around the pricks buried in them.

"Yessss!" Eva snarled as she held Trina's mouth to her pussy and thrust her wet slit against the girl's face. "Do it for me! Come on, show me what a good girl you can be."

Eva gurgled with satisfaction, her cunt gushing over Trina's face as she came.

"How much more, lady?" Jack asked, whipping Trina's arse; staring at the red flesh, his hand working his cock slowly.

"Until I tell you to stop!" Eva moaned, rubbing her nipples with one hand.

She opened another button on the front of her dress, so she could get to her tits more easily. Trina sobbed and moaned, sucking for all she was worth.

"Yes, yes, that's it! Now, whip her real hard, come on!" Eva screamed, her thighs opening even wider; her cunt juices running into Trina's mouth. "Bite me, bitch! Show me how much you want to hurt me!"

As the rod lashed her arse, Trina bit hard into Eva's clit; chewing the hard fleshy bud, rasping it between her teeth. The rod whipped her harder and her mouth worked viciously, biting at the spasming wet flesh, until Eva gave a scream of total lust and jerked on the stool, her pussy gushing juices as she came.

"Yeaaass, yeaaassss!" Eva gasped, her arse spasming, her thighs spread as wide as they would go. "One more stroke, and make it a good one!"

Jack put all he had into the rod, his cock throbbing in his hands. He whipped Trina's arse, breaking the skin. The bound girl gave a horrible wail, and chewed on Eva's clit for all she was worth.

Eva screamed as she climaxed. There was blood, as well as juices on her clit, as she pulled away from Trina's mouth and stood up painfully.

"Not bad, whore," she said, "now you get to be fucked, you like that?"

"You bitch!" Trina screamed.

"Fuck her," Eva said, smoothing her dress down over her thighs.

"Yeah, sure!" Jack gasped.

He threw the rod away, advancing on Trina, holding his cock. He didn't wait; just ran his prickhead over her clit and slammed it right in to the top of her cunt.

Trina screamed, as she was reamed out by the hot young cook, her cunt spasming around the raging prick that filled it.

"Ohhh, fuck, yeah!" Jack gasped; holding Trina's arse, pulling at her flesh, driving more pain into her helpless body. "Boy, I'm gonna cum soon!"

Brett drove his prick into the depths of Dawn's arse, and she spasmed in orgasm; her anal walls shuddering over the thick shaft, her pussy throbbing around the vibrator. Her climaxes surged.

Brett gave a long drawn-out moan of lust, and his cock speeded up in her shit-pit, fucking her arse with growing urgency. Dawn knew he was close to cumming and that sent extra shivers of emotion through her. She hugged the tabletop; her mouth running a wet line along it as she moaned and thrust, with her climaxes tearing into her with each thrust of his prick.

"Okay, bitch, here it cums!" Brett yelled.

He lashed a thin strap into Dawn's arse, just inches from where his cock vanished between her buttocks.

It was as if a volcano went off inside Dawn. Great spouts of climax broke through her. She screamed; ramming the vibrator into her cunt, thrusting up as the next lash of the strap whipped her arse, and the cum burst out of Brett's balls.

"Fuuuuuck!" he roared, jerking and heaving, hot white cum gushing up his cockshaft and pouring into Dawn's arse. "You take it, you little whore!"

He lashed her buttocks. With a great groan, he forced her down on his cock, cum spouting out of his piss-slit, filling Dawn's arse.

"Aaaghhh! No, please!" Dawn screamed, her head spinning helplessly until she had no idea where she was.

Her arse throbbed around his shooting cock, and the sucking of her two fuck-passages brought her two more screaming climaxes. Cum gushed into her arse as Brett's prick spurt out his hot seed.

"Ooohhhhhh, God! Fuck! Help!" Dawn screamed, tossing out of control on the tabletop.

"You bitch, beg for it!" Brett yelled, as his cock emptied more of his seething lust into Dawn's arse.

His cock rasped over her anal walls, rubbing against the vibrator, and sending his cum shooting out even harder. He gasped and lashed Dawn's arse with the strap, watching as it bit into her flesh and she screamed with more helpless passion. Cum oozed out of her arse as she rode his cock. It ran down between her thighs, and oozed over her fingers as she held the vibrator in her cunt. Her grip began to slip, and she grabbed at the whirring fake cock, forcing it back up into her pussy.

The strap lashed into her arse as Brett's cock gave a massive leap. The vibrator hit the top of her cunt, and Dawn cascaded over the peak of her lust. She sobbed on the tabletop, unable to think straight.

"Fuck, ohhhh, fuck!" Brett bellowed, as his cock finally gave out the last of his cum. He gasped and held his cock high in her arse while his cock throbbed and oozed cum. "Jesus, if you don't wake up, bitch, I dunno what I'm gonna do with you."

He whipped her arse with the strap and Dawn gave a low moan.

"Fuck me," he gasped, working his slowly softening cock in Dawn's arse, rubbing the strap against her arse-flesh.

Dawn sobbed. Her fingers lost their grip on the vibrator. Shame and disgust were surging through her. Slowly, her still spasming muscles forced the vibrator out of her cunt and it dropped to the carpet, gleaming with her cuntal juices. She was dizzy with fatigue.

Brett leaned over her. "Tell me just how much you want it!"

"No! Please let me go! Haven't you done enough to me?"

"Fuckin' Jesus!" Brett snarled. "Won't you ever learn?"

Dawn sobbed and wept on the floor, desperately hoping they would leave her alone. But Brett was furious and he pulled her up at once, slamming her face-down on the table.

"Stay there or get tied up!" he snapped.

She sobbed, listening to the yells and moans as Jack slammed his cock in and out of Trina's hot sopping-wet cunt. He rammed the shrieking Trina into the bar with all his force, as his cock reamed her cunt out.

"Yeah, yeah!" he yelled. "Fuck, this is good! I'm gonna shoot, I'm gonna shoooooot!"

Dawn raised her head and looked. Jack slammed his cock into Trina's pussy, his arse jerking out of control. Trina's legs and arms strained at the bonds and her little slit bounced to the beat of Jack's raging cock.

"You bastard! You fuckers!" Trina wailed, her beet-red arse slapping against Jack's loins, as he fucked her faster and harder.

She gave a scream, one that was such a mixture of pain and lust that Dawn felt her pussy getting wet at the sound of it. It reminded her of what she had suffered. She shivered.

"Don't call me a bastard, you fuckin' cunt, you're cumming!" Jack roared, as his thick cock jerked in and out of Trina's cunt. "You're cumming, you bitch!"

He spanked Trina's red arse and she gasped, wailing in pain and lust as she rolled on the rail.

"No, you fucker, no!" she screamed, but it was obvious to everybody that she was cumming.

Her legs tensed and danced. Her arse jerked, and her dark hair brushed the floor in furious strokes as passion overwhelmed her. With a shriek, she climaxed; her cunt sucking at Jack's cock as he roared with lust.

"Yeaaahh, tell me, whore, tell me!" he crowed, hot streams of cum rushing up his cockshaft and pouring into Trina's spasming cunt. "Come on, you're cumming, bitch!"

He spanked her and Trina gave a squeal of passion.

"You'll have to spank me harder then that!"

"Bitch!" he yelled, spanking her arse harder. "Come on, tell me!"

Thick gobs of cum rushed out of his cock and into Trina's pussy.

"No, no, no!" Trina screamed, her pussy sucking and spasming around his shooting cockshaft. "Never, no!" He spanked her again and then she lunged back at him, taking his cock to the very depths of her cunt, gasping with undisguised lust.

Dawn found that she was gently rubbing her pussy as she watched, her fingers sliding over her wet clit. Guiltily she stopped, pulling her legs together and tried to look away. But the screams of lust coming from Trina turned her head back to look and her fingers crept down again, reaching for her tingling cunt. She rubbed her clit and spasms of passion shot out of the contact.

In a fever of shame, Dawn looked for Brett and Eva. They were standing quietly, watching Trina and Jack. She watched Trina get her cunt filled with cum and cock. Her fingers blurred on her clit and the little blonde librarian surged up to the brink of another cum. She rubbed her pussy, her tits pressed into the tabletop, rubbing at it for more contact. But still she couldn't crest, however hard she tried.

"You fucker!" Jack yelled, as his cock spat out his final gobs of thick cum.

He gave Trina one last spanking and then gave out; holding his cock in her pussy, rattling the rail and Trina.

Trina giggled. "With a bit of training, you'll be a good lay."

"Oh, yeah?" he snarled. He pulled his cock out of her cunt. He unstrapped her ankles. "You need some manners taught to you, bitch!"

"So teach me," Trina whimpered as she rubbed her wrist that he'd just freed.

"I just might."

He unclipped her other wrist, and Trina pulled herself upright, sliding her arms around his neck.

"How about we go and practice?" she murmured, sliding her legs between his.

"Later!" Brett snapped. "We're gonna show this bitch who she is."

"We know who she is," Trina pouted.

"Do it!" Brett snapped and turned away.

"Come on," Trina said, and helped Jack pull his pants back on.

Then, they left.

"Okay," Brett said as he walked toward Dawn.

She had slowed her pussy-rubbing.

"You lay there and take what we do. You can even rub your cunt all the time, how about that?" he laughed, but Dawn didn't stop rubbing her pussy. The demand in her flesh was too great. "But if you try to stop us - then you'll be tied down and left to anybody who wants you, all night long. And that's a bitch, baby. Even Trina can't take that. Lot of perverts around this place, you understand?"

Dawn clutched the tabletop. She saw Brett go over to the closet, reaching for the ebony rods. She tried to bury her face in the tabletop.

Brett brought the rods over. There were four of them and each one got fatter and longer, until the biggest one had to be the thickness of her arm and two feet long. Dawn gave a gurgling moan as he put them on the table in front of her, and tossed a tube of something beside them.

"Cream 'em up," he said. "They're going up your arse, so you'll want them nice and slippery."

Dawn shuddered as she reached for the rods.

It was desperately humiliating; rubbing cream onto the thick black rods so that they could be shoved up her arse. Brett, Eva, and Benny stood close to the table, Benny looking rather uneasy as his cock swelled in his hand. He gripped it tighter, each time Dawn picked up a bigger rod.

Finally, Dawn had all the rods greased, and she laid the last one down. She wept, trying to forget that this horrible thing was happening to her.

The door opened, and Trina came in, along with Jack and a bunch of other workers at the hotel; both boys and girls. They were all young and they giggled at the sight of Dawn, clinging to the tabletop, weeping her heart out.

"Watch this; all of you," Brett said. "But nobody does anything unless I say so."

He nodded to Eva and she went to the closet and came back with a small cat whip, the knotted tails swinging from her hand.

Dawn felt her pussy throb, and she shivered with horrible expectation. The crowd drew closer around her, making her shiver again. She bit her lip, as Brett picked up the smallest ebony rod and went to her arse. She felt the touch of the smooth round end between her buttocks. She tensed, gripping the tabletop.

"On the table, Benny," Eva said.

He almost jumped on; his cock sticking out, throbbing with arousal.

Brett pushed the rod into Dawn's arse, opening her arse with ease.

Dawn gasped as the massive rod invaded her shit-pit, sliding on the cream; in and out. She moaned, and her back arched as the pain boiled in her guts.

"Good," Brett said softly, easing the ebony rod in and out; increasing the length of the stroke each time.

Benny grabbed her hair and rubbed his cock over her lips.

"Suck it, honey; you've got a lot of sucking to do," Eva said.

Dawn trembled. She knew she was trapped. She opened her lips, letting Benny's cock slide into her mouth, while she moaned to the fuckstroke of the thick ebony rod in her arse. She gripped the tabletop, her mouth open, gasping around the thick prick thrusting between her lips.

"Fuck, she's good!" Benny murmured, looking triumphantly at his co- workers; his cock sliding into Dawn's throat.

The little blonde librarian took his cock easily; sliding it into her throat, her mouth pumping on his shaft.

Brett pushed, and the ebony rod vanished into Dawn's arse, until only his grip on the end stopped it from sliding all the way in, out of sight. Dawn lurched; her lips sank to the base of Benny's cock and her throat sucked at his prickhead with a power that made him gasp with lust.

Several of the watching boys and girls giggled and wriggled.

Brett slid the rod back out, raking it out of Dawn's shivering arse in a long smooth movement that made her moan in pain. Her arse throbbed, waiting for another invasion.

It came. The second rod was pushed into her arse. It was over a foot long, as thick as Dawn's wrist, and even the push of just the tip into her arse brought a long groan of pain from her. Her arse was stretched to the limit as the black monster sank in, its rigid length filling her arse. Her mouth sank over Benny's cock, taking it right into her throat again and he leaned back, his prick swollen as Dawn sucked at it.

"Fuckin' cunts!" he whispered. "This chick can suck! Ohhh, fuck, she can!"

He gasped and jerked as Brett raped Dawn's arse with the ebony rod, working it in and out of her arse with faster, harder strokes. Several of the young workers gathered around, watching the thick ebony rod slide in and out of Dawn's tight, shuddering arse.

The librarian groaned, opening her throat to take the last inch of Benny's cock. The rod worked deep in her guts, churning her arse up, making her moan and toss with seething passions that were pain and pleasure, all mixed together. Her arse jerked as it was reamed out. Her thighs trembled and her fingernails ran along the polished tabletop, scratching it.

"Rub your pussy," Eva hissed in Dawn's ear. "Do it, now!"

Dawn's fingers ran down under her heaving body until they reached between her spread thighs. She caressed her pussy; the wet slippery gash opening for her fingers and the eyes of the workers standing around watching her. Spasms of lust shot out of the contact.

Benny lurched on the tabletop, his hands flat on either side of her, thrusting his cock to the limit into Dawn's sucking throat.

"Yeahh, I'm cumming!" he yelled.

Brett began driving the ebony rod in and out of Dawn's arse with faster, harder strokes; grinning, as he watched her frantic fingers blur on her pussy. The surges of lust building in the helpless blonde were driving her out of her mind. Her throat opened even wider, sucking at Benny's cock as he gave a great yell of lust and shot a stream of cum out of his piss slit, deep in Dawn's throat.

"Suck it up!" he roared, his arse jerking out of control, ramming his cock between Dawn's lips so fast that his balls slapped her chin. "Aaahhh! Yesss!"

His cock spewed another thick wad of cum into Dawn's throat.

Dawn's arse throbbed as the ebony rod slammed in and out, churning in her guts with its massive stiff length. Her throat took the last jets of Benny's cum and she swallowed them, sucking on the softening cock.

"Ooohhh, fuck, that was good!" Benny gasped, and then pulled his cock out of Dawn's mouth, cum still oozing from his cock-slit.

Brett slowed the rod, stroking it in Dawn's quivering arse until he pulled it out. She gave a low moaning scream. Her fingers rolled on her clit with even more urgency.

"Don't worry, baby; I got an even bigger one for you."

Dawn shrieked, her legs trembling as she watched Brett take up the next ebony rod. It was a foot and a half long and thicker than the thickest salami. It gleamed in the light as he ran the massive tip over Dawn's arse-crack.

Dawn moaned and wept. One of the boys was on the table and placed his cock at her lips. She didn't even look up; just opened her mouth and took the fucker in, sucking on the rock-hard flesh. He groaned, his prick trembled, and Dawn knew he was going to shoot very soon, he was so hot.

Brett pushed on the ebony rod and Dawn shrieked in pure agonized pain. Her anal muscles were stretched until she was sure they were splitting, and the enormous thick rod worked into her arse just an inch or so. She gripped the cock in her mouth and rubbed her fingers on her clit as hard as she could, trying to diminish the pain.

Brett pushed again and the ebony rod slid into her arse, tearing at her anal walls. As the rod filled her guts, she felt as if the tip was about to hit the end of the cock in her mouth. She shuddered, her arse erupting with pain and lust as the rod stroked in and out, working over her arse.

Then, as the rod slid out of her arse, Eva whipped her arse with the cat tails. This stroke was nowhere near as bad as some Dawn had taken, but with everything else, it sent her over the edge into an immediate climax. Her arse throbbed. Her legs trembled, and her throat opened, taking the boy's cock right in. Her throat spasmed around his throbbing cockhead, sucking even harder as the rod slammed into her arse, filling her arse before pulling back. When only six or so inches of it were in her shit-pit, Eva lashed her crimson arse. Dawn's scream bubbled out from around the boy's cock, while her throat sucked the cum out of his balls in a long stream.

"Fuuuck!" the boy roared. "Oohhh, Jesus, ohhhh!"

His cum jetted into Dawn's throat, but she hardly noticed it. Her arse jerked back for the rod and the whip. She took another mouthful of cum as Eva lashed her arse and the rod plunged back in, raping her arse. Her fingers rolled on her clit; slowly now, sliding on the freely flowing juices.

The boy yelled as his cock was sucked dry by Dawn's mouth. He fell back on the table, his prick pouring cum, his eyes glazed with satisfaction.

Dawn screamed as she sucked at his prick, taking the ooze of cum that was all he had left. She pumped her head up and down, but his cock was dry and was softening. She moaned, thrusting back for the whip, but, as it landed, Brett pulled the rod out of her arse and she shrieked, her anal walls collapsing, throbbing with pain.

"Now the last one," Brett said.

One of the girls climbed onto the table, giggling; her little short uniform skirt pulled up, her panties off. Dawn sank her mouth over the girl's dark pussy mound, gripping the girl's thighs. She sucked at the hot flesh, getting a giggle and a moan from the pretty dark-haired girl.

Then Dawn felt the push of the biggest ebony rod of all.

She screamed, her ring of anal entrance muscles throbbing with the pain as they tried to stretch far enough. Brett pushed and Dawn shrieked again, her body jerking on the table. Eva whipped her arse as she heaved and took in several inches of the massive endless rod.

The pain rushed over the helpless librarian. She sucked the girl's clit and savaged it, sucking and biting at the hot flesh. The girl gave a yell and gripped Dawn's hair, rubbing her cunt over the blonde's teeth, moaning as she got more and more excited.

Dawn felt her anal muscles throbbing with pain, as the enormous thick rod pushed in. Throbbing pain rushed over her in surging waves. Eva lashed her arse. Brett pushed the rod harder and several more inches of it vanished into Dawn's arse; the enormous arm-thick black skewer pushed right into the tight ring of muscles that protected Dawn's arse.

The workers gathered around, watching in amazement as Dawn's arse took the rod, while her whipped buttocks clutched and throbbed at the monster sliding between them.

Brett worked over a foot of the ebony rod into Dawn's arse, keeping her screaming all the way; the massive rod forcing her to straighten out, pulling her spine up, her body going rigid as the pole invaded her arse. The rod touched something in Dawn, and she screamed like a banshee; holding the table tight, her mouth on the girl's cunt, her body rigid with pain and a quivering climax. Brett slid the rod out, and Dawn's screams died away, then climbed again as Eva lashed her arse, beating into her red flesh.

In a haze of blind fury, Dawn sucked at the little girl's pussy, sending her into shrieks of passion. She gripped Dawn's hair, pulling the blonde's mouth onto her cunt even harder as she jerked on the tabletop, her little uniform skirt flicking against the shiny surface.

"Oh, do it! That's so nice! Ohhh, fuck! It's great having a girl do it... oh fuck, they can suck pussy!"

Suddenly Dawn felt infinitely more experienced and worldly than the girl. The girl had probably been fucking for years, but in one night Dawn had done more than she would ever do. Savagely, Dawn bit the girl's clit, driving another shriek of satisfaction from the little dark-haired girl. She held on with her teeth; sucking and licking, sending the girl crazy with passion.

Brett and Eva were playing with Dawn, making her sob and scream with passion, whenever they wanted. Brett slid the rod into her arse, and then he twisted it, sending Dawn screaming in tense raging spasms of passion. The rod was so long that Eva could whip Dawn whenever she wanted. So the cat lashed into the crimson bruises of Dawn's arse, driving screams of horrible lust from the librarian.

"Now, tell us how much you want it!" Brett yelled, rolling the rod, pulling it back an inch or so, then rolling it deeper.

Dawn screamed, biting and sucking at the little dark-haired girl's slit until she gave a scream and rolled away, off the table, gasping with the end of her climax. But Dawn's raging orgasm just went on and on, surging over her.

Dawn went tense as she held herself on the edge.

"Noooo! You can't, no!" she screamed, her body wet with sweat.

"One last chance, baby," Brett said, rolling the rod. "Tell us how much you want it!"

"No, no, you perverts! You hurt me! You hurt me!" Dawn screamed.

Dawn shrieked as they started on her. The rod pushed in and out of her arse faster, and Eva lashed her arse with stronger strokes, whipping into her sore flesh with no mercy at all. She rolled on the table, her body erupting at everything they did to her.

Brett pushed the rod into her arse, slamming the entire enormous thick length into Dawn's shit-pit.

Dawn went rigid, screaming; her back as tense as a knife blade. The ebony rod rolled in her guts and she climaxed as if she was going to shatter into pieces. The rod pushed into her guts, going deeper, ripping, tearing her body to shreds. Her guts erupted, and she screamed in the most diabolical pleasure she had ever known. It raged through her until she passed out.


A door closed. Dawn stirred, lifting her head. It was pitch dark and she had no idea where she was. She was kneeling; tied face-down over a soft round pillow. She wriggled and thought she was on a bed. Then she heard them.

"Which end do you want?" a boy asked.

"I want her cunt."

Dawn shivered and lay quiet.

"Okay, fuck, you got it; I want that mouth."

Suddenly their hands were all over her, and Dawn gave a shriek of horror, pulling against the bonds that held her, but she was securely tied at the wrists, knees, and ankles.

"Get away from me!" she screamed.

The boys laughed.

There was the touch of a thin rod on Dawn's arse.

"No, no... aaahahhh! Stop it, no!" Dawn screamed, jerking wildly.

"Don't argue, bitch. We've come to fuck you; any more shit and you'll hurt a lot."

A strange excitement rushed through her. She would have no idea which boy had fucked her, and there was a perverted thrill in that. She moaned and felt her pussy juices flowing.

A cock bobbed at Dawn's lips. She opened her lips and let the throbbing cock slide into her mouth. The boy's prick was smooth and strong. She slid it into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down on it, working it over until the boy gave a gasp of lust.

"Yeahhhh!" he sighed, holding her blonde hair and thrusting his cock at her throat.

Then came the push of another cock at her pussy. It slid against her wet clit, and Dawn gurgled with passion, her pussy walls throbbing in expectation. It slid in, rubbing against her cuntal walls, driving sharp sparks of lust into the bound librarian. She moaned on the soft pillow, her arse thrusting, her mouth sliding down the full length of the prick, taking the ball of his cockhead right into her throat.

"Oohhh, fuck, yeah!" the boy she was sucking moaned. He gripped her hair harder, filling her throat with his rampant cockmeat. "Fuck, just imagine if we had this after every shift, hey?"

The other boy chuckled, ramming his fucker to the top of Dawn's cunt, rolling it around in the warm, sucking tube.

"If only," he gasped. "Fuck!"

He speeded up, his cock sliding harder into Dawn's pussy, his loins slapping her buttocks.

Her arse was still as sore as hell, and the contact sent shivers of pain through Dawn that only sent her lust higher. She gasped, not caring any longer that they knew she was aroused. Her throat throbbed and sucked at the cockhead, and her pussy spasmed on the thick prick fucking her from behind.

The boys reached for her tits, playing with them in turn, rolling her soft tit-mounds in their hands.

"Fuck, oh fuck!" the boy sliding his cock deep into her throat gasped. "She's got me going... ohhh, fuck!"

He gave a long drawn-out moan of lust and shoved his cock at her throat with a fury that told her she was about to get another mouthful of cum.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he yelled, his cock blurring in and out between her lips, his cockshaft throbbing and swelling as the cum flooded up his shaft.

"Wow, you told me she was hot, but fuck!" the other boy yelled, his thick shaft ramming to the hilt in Dawn's spasming cunt. "Jeezz, ohhhhh!"

He gripped her buttocks as his cock slammed in and out, throbbing, swelling as cum gushed out of his balls.

"Yeaaahhh!" the other boy yelled and shot a thick wad of cum into Dawn's sucking mouth. "Ohhh, fuck, fuck, she can suck!"

Dawn was ashamed of her passion as the hot cum boiled into her mouth. She rolled the cock juice around in her mouth, tasting it as it poured out, filling her sucking throat. She pulled back a little, taking the salty goo on her lips for a moment before she plunged her head down the spurting shaft once more, letting the cum gush into her mouth and into her throat.

"Urrhh, fuck! This is the best!" the boy yelled, his hips shaking as he emptied his load in her mouth. "Fuck, oohh, fuck!"

He held her head; pulling back, jerking his cockhead over her lips as he shot more white goo.

Dawn gasped, her pussy spasming around the other cock as the fuck juice gushed into her cunt. The boy was yelling, his prick shooting cum, his hands gripping her arse, nearly driving her over into orgasm.

But the pain wasn't enough.

Dawn tightened her cunt around the cock as it filled her pussy with juice. Her mouth took the other prick to the base again, but the boy was already shot out, his cock-slit just oozing cum into her wildly sucking throat. She moaned, her pussy throbbing, her arms and legs aching, but the passion rang through her without giving her any real satisfaction.

"Fuck, what a bitch!" the boy fucking her cunt gasped as his stream of cum gave out. He pulled Dawn up on his cock as the last gob of cum shot out of it, and then he fell back, gasping with satisfaction. "Fuck, that was great!"

The two of them pulled their fuckers out of her and left.

Dawn lay there, crouched on the pillow, passion surging through her. Slowly her lust subsided, but then, just as she was about to drop off to sleep again, the door opened.

She could hear them in the darkness, two more boys. They giggled as they ran their hands over her bound body, feeling for her arse and face. She gave in at once, taking a cock in her mouth and then gasping as the other boy rammed his prick at her arse.

Her arse had been fucked enough that night, but it seemed particularly sensitive as it got another cock rammed into it. Her anal walls trembled and jerked. She moaned, sucking on the long slim cock at her mouth, taking it effortlessly into her throat.

"Yeah, come on, honey! Take it right in! Gimme a good dose of head!" the boy whispered.

Dawn gave him more than that. Her throat spasmed around his prickhead and he moaned with lust, his balls tightening, his hands running under Dawn and feeling her sore, thrusting tits.

"Yeah, baby, baby!" he gasped. "Do it! Do it! Feel my cock! Come on, bitch!"

He twisted Dawn's nipples viciously, jerking his cock at her mouth.

Dawn shoved her mouth down on his cock, wanting to scream at him to work her nipples harder, to give her more pain. His fingers twisted and almost set her off, but already his cock was bursting with cum, and the other cock wasn't even tight in her arse yet.

"Yeah, oohh, yeah!" the boy yelled, his prick throbbing as cum surged out of his balls. He gave Dawn another mouthful of cum.

She moaned, thrusting her tits at his hands, but he had already lost interest. Dawn sobbed as her arse was invaded by the other cock. Even the rasping of male cockflesh on her anal walls and the hot spurts of cum couldn't bring her off.

The boy fucking her arse spanked her, as he rammed his cock in deeper. She screamed and rammed the still-spurting prick into her throat, taking the final gulps of cum, swallowing them as the thick cock poured out more juice. But he was giving out already, his cock softening just when she needed more hard prick. She lapped up the cum that oozed from his cock-slit with greedy desire, but he was already pulling it out, just as the second boy got his cock into her arse to the limit. She lay there, moaning as her arse was reamed out, the thick young cock sliding in and out as the boy felt her sucking anal walls working over his stiff prick. He grunted and gasped, spanking her, but never hard enough. Dawn sobbed as the assfucker gave a long yell of lust and slammed his shaft in harder, lifting her up on his stiff cock.

He didn't say a word as he came, just poured out hot sticky cum into her arse, his hands gripping her thighs, his cockhead deep in her guts.

Dawn was trying to get off, but failing. He pulled his cock out of her arse while it still sucked desperately at his prick. The two boys left. Three more times it happened. Once it was a girl and a boy. But each time Dawn had to suck while she was fucked and she never got satisfaction. She had a feeling it was close to dawn, a faint line of light showed above her head.

The door opened again.

Two people moved closer and suddenly there was an enormous cock at her lips.

Dawn moaned.

"Beg for it."

"No, no, stop this, stop it!" Dawn moaned, her mouth jabbing down to get at the enormous prick.

A thin cane lashed her arse. Dawn gave a shriek of lust, jerking up on the pillow, as she hovered on the brink of cumming.

"Beg for it."

"No, don't, let me go!" Dawn wept, her lips moving over the rock-hard cockshaft, kissing at it slavishly.

Her pussy ran juices, her blonde hair fell across her face and her whole body burned with a fire that was already out of control.

The cane lashed her arse, beating right across both cheeks, and Dawn nearly leaped out of her bonds. She surged up to the edge of orgasm once more and hung there.

"Beg for it."

"Whip me!" she screamed. "Whip me!"

She bobbed her head for the cock, but it was just too far out of reach.

"Beg for it."

The cane ran over her arse, so softly that Dawn screeched and went out of her mind, her arse jerking up.

"Noooo... aaagahhh! Please, stop, please!" she begged.

"Beg for it, and you can have that cock in any hole you want and be whipped while you cum."

"Please, please, let me have the cock! Whip me, please, hurt me! I want cock! I want to be hurt, please! Whip me, give me everything! Hurt meeeeeee!"

"Yeahhhh," Brett said and his massive cock slid into her mouth.

With a gurgle of lust, Dawn sank the rod into her throat and heaved her arse up as the cane lashed into it. She screamed, and burst over the top into climax. Her body pulsated and her throat throbbed around the massive cock.

"So, which hole, baby? Your choice," he whispered.

The cane lashed her arse, sending Dawn's orgasm surging higher. She screamed, jerking in release.

"My arse!" she wailed. "Fuck my arse!"

"You got it, baby!"

Dawn lay across the pillow, cumming endlessly as the cane whipped her arse.

Brett's massive 10-inch cock rammed in her arse, churning orgasms from her with each slamming fuck-stroke.


On Monday morning, James looked up from his desk and saw Dawn in the doorway. He almost jumped out of his chair.

For Dawn had changed. Big time. It started with her face. Her old glasses were gone, replaced by big, thin-framed, black ones that added deadliness to the sensuality of her eyes. She wore makeup accentuating her high cheekbones. Her lipstick was a dark red and the pout of her mouth somehow told him he was in trouble.

And her clothes were different. Instead of the old dowdy dresses, she wore a flattering, pale-blue, turtle-necked sweater that didn't hide the swell of her tits at all. Below that, she had on a suede skirt that ended several inches above her knees. It flared out and flicked as she moved, almost showing her stocking tops.

Now that James could see her legs he almost passed out, and a bulge started in the crotch of his pants. For Dawn's wonderful thighs and calves were now pushed into perfect shape by a pair of spiked five-inch heels.

She paraded forward, holding a letter.

"This is for you," she said. "I'm taking over."

He gasped and tore open the envelope. He went white as he read the letter. It was from his boss, Brett Danzinger; informing him that he was out of a job and Dawn was now running the library.

He glanced up at her, but Dawn was looking around the room, taking mental notes on what changes she wanted.

"But, this can't be!" James moaned.

"Call him; you know the number."

When James put the phone back down, his hand was shaking.

"You can't do this to me!" he gasped and almost burst into tears.

"We can and we did!" Dawn snapped. "Now, get out."

She stood there while James cleared out his desk and put his things in his briefcase. Then, eyes down, he started for the door.

"You want a job here?" Dawn asked, one hand on her hip.

He swung around, his pathetic groveling nature suddenly very obvious. "Yes, yes, please, Dawn, I won't..."

"Miss Edwards!" Dawn snapped.

"Please, Miss Edwards, I'll do whatever you say, and I won't get out of line at all. I need a job! I owe so much money!"

Dawn sneered at him. "Lock the door and come here!"

He came up to her and gasped, as she spread her legs and slid her hands over her skirt. The little skirt eased up, showing more of her incredible legs and her stocking tops. The bulge in his pants throbbed desperately.

"On your knees," she ordered.

He obeyed at once, his eyes bugging out of his head.

"Take my panties off... they clip at the sides."

James ran his hands up under her skirt and reached for the clips at the sides of her tight white leather panties. His fumbling fingers unclipped her panties and they fell away, revealing her juicy pussy.

"Suck my cunt." Dawn spread her legs around him, pulling his mouth to her pussy, dropping her skirt over his head.

He went crazy on her pussy, drawing her soft flesh into his mouth and working his tongue over her clit in a fury of submission. Dawn forced his mouth tightly to her cunt and gave a long shudder of orgasm. She held him there, rubbing her cunt all over his face, gripping his hair, rasping her clit against his lips and teeth.

"Come on, you little shit! Suck me, if you want a job!" she snarled.

She laughed, her pussy running juices all over James's face, spasms of satisfaction rushing over her. She took one final shudder of cum and pushed his face away.

"We've got work to do!" she snapped. "You can start my old job! Get on with it!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Edwards, whatever you say." He stood up and wiped his wet face.

Dawn looked him up and down. "Show me your cock."

He obeyed at once, pulling his rather small but rock-hard fucker out of his pants. He was shaking with expectation, hoping that he would finally get to stick his prick in Dawn's wonderful cunt.

But she looked it over, picked up her panties, and sat down behind the desk. She pulled out several tissues from the box and held them out to him.

"Jerk off in these."

"But, but, Miss Edwards ..."

"If you want a job," Dawn said.

His shaking hand took the tissues, and he held them over the end of his cock as he rubbed it, gasping with humiliation and hopeless lust.

Dawn slid her panties back on, watching him idly as he worked his prick.

He moaned, and gasped as a stream of cum gushed out into the tissues. He shuddered, as Dawn casually slid her sweater up and gave him a show of her tits, as she pretended to adjust something in her underwear.

"Uuurrhhh!" His hand was a blur, his cum pouring into the tissues.

Dawn dropped her sweater and watched him shoot the last drops of his cum into the tissues.

"You'll report to me fifteen minutes early every morning. I need sucking every morning and you'll do it. If your cock gets hard, you'll jerk off. Now get out."

"Yes, yes, Miss Edwards!" He zipped himself up and left.

Dawn picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hi, Eva," she purred. "It all went fine. Yeah." She giggled. "Oh, hi, Brett; I didn't know you guys had two phones. Yeah, well, great. When are you going to be able to inspect the library; you know, see how I'm doing?"

She gasped as she eased her little panties aside and caressed her clit.

"Yes, I know there's all next weekend, but I can't wait that long. I know it's my first day, but you mustn't let that stop you. I'm gonna make a list of all my mistakes and you have to punish me for them. I'll see you at five. Both of you. Yes, yes, please, you know how bad I need it. Thanks. Bye."

She put the phone down and managed to get her fingers off her clit. She had work to do.

Back

"Yes, it's a weekend training scheme."

"For me, Mr. Hasty?" Dawn Edwards gasped, peering at her boss a little suspiciously through her glasses. "Why me?"

"We decided that you were, uh, you were, ready for new ideas," James finished lamely, looking out the open window. "Some people have their eyes on you, you know, and so they thought that it would be a good idea for you to attend this seminar for training." He shuffled some papers on his desk. "I assume you can go this weekend?"

"Well, yes," Dawn said uncertainly, pushing her straight blonde hair back out of her eyes. "I suppose so."

"There's a flight at five," James said, handing Dawn a ticket. "A car will meet you at the airport."

"Yes, Mr. Hasty. Thank you," Dawn said, and then left his office, feeling very strange about the whole thing.

James Hasty couldn't have recommended her; he didn't like her at all. But then, he was a real creep, the sort of boss who licked the boots of his boss whenever the area manager appeared to check the library. And the last time Mr. Danzinger came in, James had stood close to Dawn as she worked, telling Mr. Danzinger what a bad employee she was. And now this.

Dawn felt uneasy as she got back to work, putting books back on the shelves.

Of course, one of the reasons James hated her was that she wouldn't date him. Dawn shivered at the thought of the times he'd trapped her in an aisle and tried to feel her tits.

Other men had approached Dawn because she was beautiful, but she deliberately dressed as dowdily as she could and never used make up.

"Dawn," James said, coming up behind her, "Since you'll be leaving early on Friday, you can stay late tonight and do my shift. I have a date."

"But, Mr. Hasty, that's not fair! I did...."

"Do it, unless you want me to fire you and save them the trouble of paying for your training weekend," he sneered nastily at Dawn.

Dawn nodded her head and wept a little when James had gone.

That Friday night, very nervous, Dawn caught the flight, a small commuter one, then she was met at the airport by a young, fresh-faced, brunette-haired girl.

"Hi," the brunette said, "I'm Trina; I'm taking you to the seminar."

"Oh, thanks," Dawn said and sat beside her, clutching her purse.

"I'm Brett's girl Friday," Trina said with a giggle, as she drove out of the airport.

"Brett?"

"Brett Danzinger; I do everything for him." She giggled again and Dawn saw that the girl's already short skirt was riding up her shapely thighs as she shifted around in the seat. And the top of her blouse was open just a little more than it should have been. Dawn would never have allowed her cleavage to show.

Soon they were on a small winding road, and Dawn got nervous all over again.

"Where is this place?" she asked.

"Oh, a special hotel," Trina replied, giggling again. "Out of the way; quiet, you know, so that people can concentrate on what's going on. If you know what I mean."

Dawn didn't. "What's this all about?"

"Oh, it's a weekend for people who show promise," Trina said airily.

"But I've always been told how bad I am."

"I think Brett makes his own decisions," Trina said, driving up to a small hotel that was surrounded by tall Douglas firs.

Trina led Dawn in and showed her to a nice clean room on the second floor.

"I'll leave you to tidy up," she said, running her eyes over Dawn's plain dress. "They'll call you in about half an hour."

"Thank you." Dawn sat on the bed, then stared out the window.

She had a shower and changed; though she put on a dress that was just as sensible as the one she had traveled in. It was shapeless and the hem hung to well below her knees. She sat on the bed and waited, her stomach turning over with nervousness.

The phone rang and she grabbed it in a second. "Yes?"

"Dinner," said a man's voice. "Come to the bottom of the stairs and I'll meet you there."

"Yes," Dawn said breathlessly. She got up and grabbed her purse.

She recognized Brett Danzinger at once. He looked so handsome and commanding. His tall frame, broad shoulders, and dark hair seemed to loom over her, as he politely escorted her to the dining room. She shivered, as his cold gray eyes ran over her as she walked into the room.

The dining room was small. There was one table set and only Trina and another woman were at it.

"More people arriving later," Brett said as they sat down. "This is Eva Hudson; she's on the committee with me."

"Hello," Dawn said nervously, avoiding the other woman's eyes.

Eva was a stringy, good-looking blonde, whose hair had obviously been dyed. It was teased out around her face, lending a strangely sexual air to her whole look.

Dawn was almost too tense to eat. Both Brett and Eva asked her questions and she did her best to answer them, but she was constantly blushing and wishing she could hide behind her straight blonde hair. She played with it constantly, and even Eva remarked on how lovely it was.

"Genuine blonde hair," she whispered, "you're very lucky."

Dawn blushed and drank a little more wine.

Brett filled her glass again. "To make you relax."

Later, she refused a brandy and sat waiting for what was going to happen.

"Well," Brett said, "let's head for the conference room."

He led the way, and Dawn found herself between Eva and Trina. It was almost comforting to have two women there to protect her.

The hotel was fairly modern, but the conference room was done in a medieval style. There were suits of armor, and along the wall were swords and chains and whips. Along one wall, there was a cage, and a strange piece of apparatus that Dawn didn't dare go and look at. It had a frame and straps hanging all over it.

"Still in working condition," Eva chuckled, running her hand over it. "A torture rack. You see, you can hang the victim by their hands and feet, and turn them any way you want. Then stretch them." She smiled. "But we're much more civilized now."

"Yes," Dawn said, and then waited for them to sit down around the large sturdy table that also looked as if it had come out of the middle ages.

"I expect you're wondering why we brought you here," Brett said, standing close to Dawn and looking her right in the eyes.

"Yes, sir," Dawn said, looking down at the floor.

"Sometimes I have employees that haven't realized their full potential. I like to help them realize it." He stared at Dawn and waited.

"Ah, yes," Dawn gasped. "I didn't know. Mr. Hasty said that...."

"Mr. Hasty wants you out; you know why?"

"No," Dawn said, shivering.

"Because you wouldn't fuck him."

Dawn stared and her head jerked.

"You don't think you're good enough for that rat-faced little jerk, do you?" Brett asked.

Dawn didn't know what was going on. Eva was sitting down finally; crossing her legs in the long, tight, white leather dress she wore. The slit at the side showed more of her thigh than Dawn thought decent.

"Well, we're gonna show you that you're a lot better than that," Brett said. "We're gonna teach you all about sex and that. You didn't think this was a library discussion, did you?"

He grinned as Dawn went white and backed away, clutching her purse harder. "I-I don't like sex, Mr. Danzinger."

"Brett," he corrected.

"Please, Mr. Danzinger, no! I don't want to! I'm sorry; I can't do that!"

"If you don't, I'll let James fire you."

That twisted a knot in Dawn's guts. Her parents would kill her if she lost this job, and she didn't know what she'd do then. Even at twenty, she didn't know how to look after herself. But she couldn't do anything as depraved as have sex, or whatever it was they wanted her to do.

"No, please, don't do this to me!" She sobbed, and then broke into tears.

"So, take your dress off," Brett said, leaning on the table. "You've got one of the best figures I've ever seen, and you hide it.

"No, no!" Dawn shrieked and turned, rushing for the door in a blind panic. Brett had locked it and it was a massive, thick door that wasn't going to open, for all her terrified wrenching. "Help, help!"

"Don't bother." Brett leaned against the wall close to her. "The staff here know what to do. You can scream as much as you like. That's why we came here."

"Help me!" Dawn screamed, tearing at the door in helpless terror. Sweat broke out all over her body. "Please, no, don't do it to me! Please!"

"Take your dress off," he said, as if it was something Dawn did every day in front of strangers.

"No, please!" Dawn dropped to her knees and clutched at his legs. "Please, no, please, not this, please! I can't have sex; it disgusts me, I hate it! Please!"

"I'll tell you what will happen if you don't take it off."

"No, please, how can you want me?" Dawn wept, her glasses fogged up with the force of her tears. "I'm ugly; look at me!"

Brett laughed, and so did Eva.

"By the end of this weekend, I'll show you just what you've got, honey," Brett said, "but to show you, we're gonna have to use it."

"I'm a virgin!" Dawn screamed, playing her last card.

"Oh, good; that'll be nice," Brett said, then chuckled again. He slid his hand under Dawn's chin, pulling her face up to his. "Honey, I hate to do this, but I'll use anything I have to make you see sense. Anything!"

He smiled, and his cold eyes went bright with lust.

"He's lying," Eva said, strolling up beside Dawn. "He loves it when you fight and have to be disciplined." She smiled and leaned in closer, the waft of her perfume making Dawn's head swim. "And so do I; I love disciplining girls, love it!"

She smiled even more brightly, and Dawn screamed.

For in Eva's hand was a whip, a curling, single-tailed whip. It seemed even more menacing, now that Eva wore white leather gloves that vanished into the sleeves of her leather dress.

"So, take your dress off," Eva said. "It's your last chance."

"No!" Dawn screamed, losing her grip on herself. She tried to run, but Brett had her arms at once and twisted her around, forcing her toward the table. "No, please, no!"

Dawn wept, trying to escape his grip, but it was like iron and before she knew it, she was pushed face down on the tabletop. It was highly polished and so strong that it didn't shake at all, as she struggled. Brett had hold of her arm and pressed her down with it, twisted up into the small of her back.

"Please, no, let me go home!" Dawn wept. Then she screamed, because somebody had grabbed one of her ankles.

"You want James to fire you?" Brett laughed.

"Please, no, let me go!" Dawn wailed, as a metal manacle was clicked shut around her ankle. "Let me go!"

Trina was pulling on the chain; wrapping it around one of the stout table legs, stretching Dawn's ankle out.

"Help, please, help!" Dawn screeched, but the chain was wrapped around the thick wooden support and Trina walked around it, holding another chain and manacle on the end of it.

Dawn's screams rang around the room, but it was useless. Her other ankle was bound, and then the terror really started. Her legs were forced wide open as the chain went around another table leg on her other side. Dawn wasn't used to doing the splits, and her tendons were soon screaming in pain, as her legs were forced open as wide as they would go. But it was the humiliation that got her more than the pain, the horror of being forced and bound over the table. She wriggled as hard as she could, but Brett had a strong hold on her arm and anyway, the struggle with the leg irons had already worn through her tights, and the thick steel was rubbing her skin painfully. Suddenly, she jerked even harder, for Trina had gotten a grip on her left hand.

"No, you can't, you can't!" she begged.

Trina pulled Dawn's arm out, and clipped another chain and manacle around her wrist. As Dawn screamed and begged, Trina pulled the chain around a table leg on the other side of the table, and stretched the weeping, sobbing Dawn out until her hand nearly reached right across the polished surface. After that, it was an easy task for Brett to twist her right arm back, give it to Trina, and have Dawn's wrist clipped and pulled out until she was painfully stretched across the table; her muscles pulled to the limit, her whole body aching. Her hips were pressed into the table edge, her arse stuck out, but her long skirt still covered it and went down her legs.

"Please, what are you going to do?" she wept, twisting around until she gasped and froze at what she saw.

Trina was taking her clothes off, opening the buttons of her blouse while she ran her free hand down the front of Brett's pants. And there was an enormous bulge when she pulled her blouse out of her waistband, showing the little lacy cups of her DD-cup bra.

"Please, Brett, can I have one of those boys? Come on, be fair; you're getting her."

She opened the belt of her skirt and unzipped it, sliding it down her legs, as she played with his cock through his pants.

He laughed and ran his hands over her bra, feeling her soft swelling tits. "Sure, honey, but you fuck him here; you know that."

"Sure, baby; I know that," Trina purred, and stepped out of her skirt, dropping it as she paraded her lovely slim figure in nothing but her bra, panties, shoes, and white stockings that were held up by lacy garter straps.

Dawn was so disgusted she turned her head away.

"Key, baby," Trina whispered.

Brett gave her the key and Trina walked out of the room.

Dawn felt Eva's hands running over the backs of her stretched legs, pulling up her dress and slip.

"No, please, don't do that! Please, don't!" she begged, but Eva ignored her and went on pulling the flower-patterned dress up the backs of Dawn's legs, revealing her panty hose and the curves of her thighs.

Finally, Eva tossed the dress over Dawn's arse, and then slid the slip after it, revealing her arse and panties under her tights. Dawn moaned, and her head sank to the table. Her glasses came off.

"Fucking Jesus!" Eva gasped. "She's even better than you said."

She ran her hand over Dawn's arse, and the bound librarian trembled and jerked.

"Would I lie?" Brett laughed. He sat up on the table across from Dawn and reached over, picking up her glasses. "Shit, look at these; they get worse every time I look at them."

He handed the glasses to Eva and the tall blonde examined them.

"You ought to be ashamed," she said, prodding Dawn with her foot. "You look like you're fifty. We'll soon change that. Call Kurt, Brett; he can do these in no time."

"What are you doing?" Dawn wailed, as Brett picked up the phone.

"You'll see," Eva said.

"Yeah, Kurt, hi," Brett said into the phone. "Yeah, new pair, by tomorrow lunchtime? I knew you could. Yeah, pick 'em up; you wanna see who gets them. Yeah, we're at the usual." He laughed and put the phone down. "Now, you just tell us when you want to take that dress off."

Dawn twisted, staring at Eva as the horrible woman stood behind her, with the whip curled in her hand. The long thin leather tail swung up in the air; flicking over her round body, cracking with a gut- wrenching sound close to her ear.

"No, please, what do you want? Please, please!"

"We want you to take your dress off," Brett said.

"No, not that... I can't!" Dawn screamed.

Brett laughed, and suddenly the curling whip lashed across Dawn's buttocks. She jerked, screaming as her whole body went tense. Her wrists and ankles wrenched against the metal irons holding them.

"Aaaghghhh! Please!" Dawn begged.

"Take your dress off."

"No, no, I can't, I... aaghhh!" The whip cut more red agony into Dawn's arse as she heaved on the tabletop.

The door opened, and Trina came back in, escorting a young boy of about eighteen, who looked stunned. She pulled him to the table and leaned back on it, spreading her thighs, stroking her panty crotch.

"Take your pants off, big boy," she cooed.

The boy was dressed in a cook's uniform, and he undressed very fast, staring at Dawn's bound body. His white pants were down his legs in no time, as Dawn screamed to the beat of another savage lashing across her arse. Instantly, Trina grabbed the boy's cock through his briefs and caressed it, stroking the rock-hard boner.

"Take my panties off," she purred, closing her thighs as his fumbling fingers reached for her panty tops.

"Take that dress off," Brett said softly, leaning in closer to the sobbing, screaming Dawn.

"No, please! I can't do that, I can't, please... aagghhh! Let me go, please!" Dawn screamed.

"If I do, James'll fire you," Brett said.

"Please, stop, please, I can't do that, I... aagghhh!" Dawn collapsed across the tabletop. But Brett grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her head up, turning her so that she could see Trina and the young cook. Trina now had his pants off and his over nine inches of cock were thrusting out, rock hard with lust, as he ran his eyes over Trina's luscious figure. She was opening her bra and thrusting her tits at him, and then she kicked her panties off.

"Now, stick that big cock up my pussy!" she gasped, leaning back on the tabletop; her thighs open, her pussy hair already damp with her juices. She fondled her large tits, pinching her nipples, as he gasped and pulled her arse to the edge of the table.

He took his cock and slid it into Trina's hot wet cunt. It went right in, surging to the top of her pussy with no effort at all. The boy gasped and fucked his cock into Trina's cunt harder, pulling her closer to him with each ramming fuck.

"Ohhhh, wow! Your cunt's so tight! Ohhhh, fuck!" He rammed his throbbing fucker harder into Trina's pussy.

"Come on, big boy, gimme it all!" Trina purred, her dark hair falling across the tabletop as she leaned back, her legs tight around his waist.

"Isn't that good to see." Brett grinned at Dawn. "You take your dress off, and you can get fucked, too."

"Aaaaghhh! Noooo!" Dawn wailed, as the whip cut her arse again. Already she could feel that her tights were tearing under the assault, ripping as the whip lashed into her throbbing arse. "Please, not that, please!"

Dawn screamed. She knew she couldn't take pain like this for long. She shrieked as the tail of the whip lashed her arse again.

"Noooo, please!" she begged, jerking on the tabletop, her straight blonde hair tossing all over the place in her frantic pain. She could see the faint traces of blood on her wrists where the iron manacles had chafed her skin. The whip flogged her arse once more. "Yes, I'll do it!" she screamed. "I'll take it off!"

Good," Brett said, then swung off the table.

The whip stopped, and Dawn lay there, sobbing, horrified that she'd given in to their horrible demands.

The boy fucking Trina worked his stiff boner in her cunt.

"Oh noooo!" he roared. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"


Her arse aching with an agony that sent shivers through her, Dawn straightened up, rubbing her wrists. She moaned, and burst into fresh tears as she saw the blood on her wrists. Her ankles were still manacled so she couldn't escape, but she turned and looked down at her feet. There was a smear of blood on her ankle. With a sob, she looked at Trina and the cook as he gave a yell of lust, his cock pumping in and out of the brunette's hot wet cunt.

"Ahhhh, yeahhh!" he yelled, his arse heaving; his hands gripping Trina tightly; holding her onto his shooting cock. "Ohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Cumminnnggg!"

He jerked and Trina gave a scream of fury.

"You fucker!" she yelled, her cunt sliding on his thick shooting fucker, as it poured out cum deep in her fuck passage. "You fucker! Hold it in! Satisfy meeee!"

She screamed, her dark hair tossing wildly; her fingernails digging into his back; running thin red lines into his flesh.

"Aaahhhh! I'll get it up again; I will, I can, I willll!" he yelled, his cock slamming deep into Trina's cunt, pouring hot wet cum cream into her sucking cunt.

"You better, you better!" Trina screeched, her pussy sucking and throbbing around his shooting prick. Gobs of cum were running out of her pussy as she jerked up and down on his fuck-rod. Her legs were clasped tightly around his waist, and she gasped with lust.

"Aaaahhh, yeahhh!" the cook yelled, slamming her arse into the tabletop; ramming his cock into her cunt with furious strokes as his balls gave out the last gobs of cum. He gripped Trina's shoulders tightly, his cock blurring in and out of her cunt as he reached his peak, shooting thick cum deep in her pussy.

"Wouldn't you love to be fucked like that?" Eva crooned into Dawn's ear, making the bound librarian gasp and jump. "Having a great big cock pumping into your pussy?"

Eva grinned and slid the whip under Dawn's nose, the terrible, hard leather looking shiny with use.

"Never mind," Eva whispered. "You will have it, lots of cocks, all shooting in your pussy. I know; I know how it's gonna be."

Dawn burst into more tears and fell forward over the tabletop. Ignoring her pleas, Eva gripped Dawn's blonde hair and pulled her back up, grinning at her horror.

"All for you; lots of cocks," she chuckled, and let Dawn go.

The terrified librarian fell across the table again; her legs still bound and spread wide, her arse burning from the whipping. Close by her, the cook was gasping as his cock gave out the last oozes of his cum. He gave a moan and pulled his still half-hard cock out of Trina's cunt.

"I'll get it hard for you," he gasped, and then started caressing his prick, gazing at Trina and then at Dawn as he did.

"Stupid fucker," Trina crooned, sliding to her knees in front of him. "I'll give you a minute. If you make it, you can have me any time you want this weekend. If you don't, tough; somebody else will."

She sank her soft lips over his cockhead, sucking gently on his cock; licking off his cum that still clung to his prick in thick gobs.

Dawn almost passed out when she saw that. The idea of taking a man's cock in her mouth almost made her throw up. She saw Trina's soft lips move down his cockshaft, taking it all in, caressing his flesh, her fingers on his balls, stroking them, squeezing gently.

"Mmmmm," Trina murmured, sliding the cook's prick into her mouth, her red lips a perfect circle around his cock. She eased her mouth back, her tongue flicking all over his fucker. "Not bad, big boy. You can do it."

"Told you," he gasped, his rapidly hardening boner swelling in Trina's mouth and skillful hands.

"Mmmm," Trina purred, licking his swollen cockhead. "So, you can have me when you want, big boy; you gonna fuck me raw?"

"You bet," he gasped and his cock gave another heave in her mouth.

"You better," Trina whispered, sinking her mouth down on the length of his prick, until Dawn saw her throat swell as she took his cockhead right in.

Dawn shivered at the horrible sight. She turned away, her eyes pouring tears. But Brett was there, on the other side of the table, and Eva was beside her; both of them looking at her with horrible lust in their eyes.

"So," Brett said. "How about that dress?"

Dawn could see the whip in Eva's hand and she knew she had to obey. Sniveling, she reached up and fumbled for the zipper at the back of her long dumpy dress.

The only sound in the room was the moaning that came from the young cook, as Trina's mouth sucked the last full inch of hardness back into his cock.

Dawn found the zipper and ran it down to the small of her back, losing her grip several times. She slowly eased the dress down her arms, revealing her bra.

It was only when she had her dress around her waist, that she realized that she had to take it off over her head, since her legs were still bound and spread. She sobbed, and pulled it up again, but still nobody tried to help her. Struggling almost painfully, she managed to pull the garment over her head and drop it on the floor. She felt naked under their horrible gazes, even though she still had her slip, bra, panties, and pantyhose on.

"Now the slip," Brett said.

Dawn choked and gave a deep sob. "Please, don't make me... aaaghghhh!"

She leaped and jerked helplessly, her hands going to protect her arse as the whip pulled away, leaving a curling line on her slip and another red welt on her arse flesh.

"All right, I will!" she moaned.

She struggled with her long slip, trying to pull it up over her head. It was even more difficult than the dress; particularly with her legs still bound and stretched open. But slowly the long white garment pulled up, showing her legs again, and then her arse, and finally the curves of her body. With the final struggle, the bound librarian heaved the slip over her head and let it drop to the floor. She hung her head, put her hands over her tits, and wept.

"Jesus Christ, that's nice!" Brett breathed, coming forward and leaning over the table. "I knew she had a body under all that crap. Look at her."

He slid his hand out and took hold of Dawn's bra, pulling on it.

"Stop, please, stop!" Dawn begged.

"Take your hands away!" Brett snapped.

The moaning librarian did as she was told, leaving his horrible hands on her bra.

Then, Eva's hands worked over her tits from the rear, sending shivers over Dawn as she stood, bound to the table legs.

Brett unclipped the bra, revealing Dawn's wonderful tits for the first time.

"Fuck, you guessed right again, Brett!" Eva laughed, taking one of Dawn's nipples in her fingers, playing with the crinkled bud.

Something snapped in Dawn. With a scream, she flung Eva's hand away and lunged back at the woman, slamming into her hard.

"No, stop that! That's ... that's perverted!"

Instantly Brett grabbed her by the hair and slammed her back down to the tabletop, almost breaking her nose.

"You don't do that, bitch!" he snapped.

"No, please, no, don't, please!" Dawn begged, her arse heaving, as Eva's hands gripped her pantyhose and tore at it.

Dawn sobbed as Brett let go of her hair. He walked around the table and his powerful hands gripped her pantyhose, tearing at it, ripping the resilient material. Dawn screamed, as he walked around the table and gripped her hair once more.

"I'm gonna teach you to obey," Eva hissed in Dawn's ear. "I'm gonna whip your panties off you."

"No, please, I won't do that again! I won't!" Dawn begged.

"Damn right!" Eva laughed, then stepped away.

"No, please, noooo!" Dawn wailed, as the whip cut into her arse. She jerked against Brett's hand, but his grip was more than strong enough to keep her face down on the tabletop. "Please, I won't do it again, I'll do what you want! Urrghhh!"

She screamed as the whip cut her arse hard, leaving a red welt over her flesh. She flung her hands back to protect her arse.

"Take your hands away," Eva said.

Dawn sniveled and wept, holding her arse, trembling from head to toe.

Suddenly, Eva gripped Dawn's wrists and wrapped something around them very fast, binding them together. Dawn struggled and wept, but Eva slid the leather strap around her neck and pulled, shoving her hands up almost as high as her shoulder blades. Then, she tied the strap off and chuckled.

"You'll pay for that, too, bitch!" Eva promised.

Dawn wailed as the strap around her neck began cutting her air off. She gasped, then heaved, screaming as the whip cut into her arse.

This time Eva was whipping across her arse, lashing into her panties; cutting up the thin material with each blow, ripping the garment away in strips, as the whip cut and swung.

"Aaaghgh! Please, no, no, aurrghh!" Dawn screamed, then leaped right out of Brett's grasp, and went rigid, screaming her heart out.

The whip's tail had cut right between her legs, lashing into her spread pussy, the tip cutting right into her clit. The agony was beyond anything she'd ever known. She gasped for air, hands pulling the strap tighter around her throat. While she was still screaming and gasping, the whip lashed her again, ripping off a large section of her panties. Brett grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her back down to the table again. The pain was driving Dawn mad.

"Now tell me you'll do everything I say!" Eva snapped, lashing Dawn's arse, tearing off another strip of her panties.

"Yes, yes, I will! I promise! I won't... urrghhh! I won't do anything wrong, I promise!" Dawn screamed, as the whip tore away another strip of her panties.

She clung to the tabletop, her tears pooling on the polished surface.

"Stand up!" Eva snapped.

Very slowly, her whole body aching horribly, Dawn pulled herself upright, sobbing and weeping. She looked behind her and saw her whipped, bruised arse, and the remains of her panties, still clinging around her waist. Farther down were the remains of her pantyhose, ripped, and shredded on her calves.

"Push your tits out," Eva said.

Dawn hurried to obey, pushing her lovely tit mounds out over the tabletop, her fingers wriggling in the bonds that held them. She gasped, as the strap tightened around her neck. She pulled her hands back up to allow herself to breathe.

It was horrible, degrading, to have to stand there as Brett and Eva ran their hands over her body. Her body was luscious. Her long legs curved from slim ankles to shapely calves and trim knees. The curves of her thighs led upward to the tight swell of her arse and the mound of her pussy, which hid the secrets of her cunt in its deep folds. Her hips curved into a slim waist, then on up to a wonderful pair of DD-cup tits.

Her nipples were hard, her aureoles lightly covered. And her face, though red with shame, was still soft and beautiful, alluring in its innocence.

"Well, baby, you're worth it; worth every moment," Eva murmured, sliding her hand over Dawn's tits.

She pressed her hips into Dawn's arse, and the feel of the woman's expensive leather garment sent a shiver through Dawn, even before she felt the heat of Eva's cunt, burning right through the dress and into her flesh.

Brett worked one of Dawn's nipples, pulling at it, rolling it hard, until Dawn gave a moan of pain.

"Don't you love that?" Eva whispered, tightening her grip on Dawn's other nipple. Her hips pressed even harder against Dawn's arse, forcing Dawn's pussy into the table edge.

Dawn sobbed. "Yes, yes! I like it!"

"Do you like this?" Eva whispered, sliding her fingernails over Dawn's nipple; biting in hard, until the bound blonde writhed.

"Yes, I like it!" Dawn wailed, pain throbbing out of her nipple, her arms struggling to get free, yet only tightening the strap around her neck.

"Good," Eva purred, then slid her hand down Dawn's back.

Dawn trembled and bit her lip. She couldn't take any more of the whip, but the idea of having another woman's hands on her arse was almost more than she could stand. On top of that, Brett's fingers were still working her nipple and something really horrible was going on close beside her, as Trina worked the cook's stiff cock right into her throat.

"Hey, big boy, you really can get it up," Trina crooned, holding his cock in her skillful fingers.

"Told you," he gasped, then slid his rock-hard fucker right between Trina's lips until it was all in her mouth and throat, and her wicked little tongue flicked out over his balls.

With her lips caressing every inch of his cockflesh, Trina worked her mouth back up and ran her tongue over his throbbing cockhead.

"How about you fucking my arse?" she whispered. "Right in front of little miss virgin there?"

She giggled, sinking his cockhead back into her throat.

"Sure!" he gasped, his cock fucking harder.

"Come here!" Trina giggled, and pulled him onto the table by his cock. He crawled along behind her as Trina slid onto her hands and knees, her arse close to Dawn's face.

"Ohhhh, come on, fuck my pussy to get it wet, and then stick it up my arse!" Trina moaned, rearing up on her knees, thrusting her cunt out at the cook.

The boy was almost out of his mind with excitement, as he ran his prick into Trina's cunt and pulled it out, smeared with her pussy juices and his cum.

Trina giggled and spread her legs, her arse jerking up as he ran his cock right between her tight buttocks.

Dawn couldn't believe what she was seeing. Brett worked her nipple; yet, she was staring as the young cook slid his cock into the crack of Trina's arse and ran his cockhead over her throbbing anal entrance.

"See that?" Trina laughed, pulling and spreading her buttocks. "Watch it go in, virgin; you'll be begging for cock up your arse before the weekend's out."

Dawn broke into more tears, vowing that however hard they whipped her, she would never beg for anything so degrading.

Trina sighed happily as the cook's thick round cockhead slid into her arse. She held her buttocks apart. Dawn couldn't help but see the thick cockshaft sliding into the crinkled entrance; pushing the hole open, rubbing hard against the throbbing muscles.

Dawn moaned, pulling at her bonds. Gasping and moaning, she saw the cook's fucker work right into Trina's arse, until he gave a gasp and slid down on top of her, his loins slapping into her buttocks, his cock buried deep in her shit-pit.

Trina gurgled, and the two of them began fucking on the tabletop, their bodies jerking together in an obscene display of lust.

Eva's finger ran over Dawn's arse; sliding into her arse crack, pushing for her tight squirming arse.

"Don't you love that?" Eva whispered.

Dawn moaned, struggling against the tabletop, her tits aching from Brett's fingers, her arse muscles almost cramping, as she tried to keep Eva's fingers out of her shit-pit.

"I said, don't you love it?" Eva whispered, showing Dawn the whip in her other hand.

"Yes!" Dawn whispered, pain surging out of her arse, as Eva's finger pushed against the tight ring of muscles guarding her trembling arse.

"Beg me to fingerfuck your arse," Eva whispered, her finger pushing, the long fingernail scraping over Dawn's twitching arse.

Dawn gave a gurgling scream, writhing on the tabletop, as the young cook rammed his prick deep in Trina's arse. Trina was moaning and gasping, her arse heaving up to take more of the hard prick, her tits rubbing against the shining tabletop.

"Beg me, or it's the whip, right on your pussy," Eva whispered. Her finger pushed and slid just inside Dawn's arse.

"Aaaghhh!" Dawn screamed, jerking in horror and shame. "Yes, please, fuck my arse!"

"Good, tell me how much you love it," Eva whispered, her white leather suit pressing into Dawn's back.

Dawn wailed, jerking as her spasming arse muscles cramped against Eva's finger, trying to keep it out of her arse. But it was no use; the finger slid in, rasping over her shivering walls. Stabs of horrible pain gushed out of the contact. Her arse muscles pounded with pain, throbbing over Eva's finger as the relentless blonde worked her finger in and out, curving it, her fingernail scraping over Dawn's delicate anal walls. Dawn gave a sobbing moan, and tried to fall forward, gasping against the leather strap that ran around her neck and down to her hands.



"Tell me how much you love it," Eva whispered, running the whip in front of Dawn's staring eyes again.

"Aaaghhh, I love it!" Dawn screamed, as her arse went crazy around Eva's finger; throbbing and squirming, as her arse muscles cramped, erupting in pain.

"Good, you want me to go on?" Eva asked softly.

"Eeuurrghh! Yes, yes, please!" Dawn wept, her arse jerking as Eva's finger ran in and out, scraping her arse.

Eva chuckled, running her finger deep in Dawn's arse, stroking, scraping, while Dawn's arse muscles cramped and spasmed.

Brett laughed, twisting Dawn's nipple, caressing her soft tit curves, his eyes devouring her.

"Uurrghh, yes! Yes, do it! Ooohh, fuck my arse!" Trina screamed, heaving up and down on the table, her arse jerking up, taking the cook's swelling cock as hard as she could.

"Uurrh, yeah, yeah, I'll fuck you, bitch!" he yelled, his cock slamming in and out of Trina's arse, the sucking, slapping sound making Dawn even sicker.

Dawn struggled against the bonds as Eva's finger ran deeper into her arse. She moaned and sobbed, but her arse were settling down, the caress of Eva's finger feeling almost pleasurable. Even the scrape of Eva's fingernail sent shivers of strange arousal through the bound blonde. Dawn moaned, pulling against the chains, her throat tightening as she gasped for air.

"Oorrghhh, fuck my arse! Come on, baby! Fuck it!" Trina demanded, her body wriggling. Her large DD-cup tits rubbed into the wood, and she gasped with every thrust of the cook's prick into her arse.

He gasped, gripping her shoulders, shoving his cock into her shit- pit even harder, his arse blurring as he fucked her.

"Yes, ohhh, yes! I'm cumming!" Trina screeched, pushing back against him, taking his cock to the limit as it slapped in and out. She moaned and jerked, pushing up, spreading her legs, her tits lifting off the table as she spasmed and came, screeching with lust. "Do it!"

The young cook gasped as he shot the first jet of his cum deep in Trina's sucking arse. He howled as he came, his prick throbbing and shooting.

"Yessss, OOOhhh, yessss!" Trina screamed, cumming helplessly, as she pressed back against him, taking his cock as deep as she could. "Ohhhh, fuck my arse! Ohhh, cum, cum... aaghhh!"

The cook gripped Trina around her thighs and pumped the last shots of his cum into her arse. He yelled, leaning on her still twitching body, his cock oozing cum into her arse.

Trina dropped back onto the tabletop, moaning with satisfaction. "Hey, big boy, you can fuck; you know that?"

"Hey, you ain't exactly lousy yourself," he gasped, lying across her, his cock still pumping.

"Call me, if you can't sleep." Trina giggled.

Dawn trembled as Eva worked her finger into her arse, and Brett held onto her tits, twisting her nipples.

"Now wasn't that fun?" Eva whispered.

"Yes!" Dawn moaned, shivers of strange passion running through her body.

The young cook pulled his cock out of Trina's arse and she gave a moan, thrusting up after him.

"Gotta go, babe," he said. "I'm back on for a couple of hours."

"Not yet, honey," Eva said, "your cock needs cleaning."

"Well, yeah, but I thought ..."

"She'd love to clean it for you, wouldn't you?" Eva said, ramming her finger harder into Dawn's arse.

Dawn trembled, and her arse spasmed painfully again, as she looked at the cook's slowly softening cock. It was cummy, and had other juices all over it. It didn't look as if there was any actual shit on it, but it looked disgusting enough.

"Yes, yes, I'll clean it, but how can I with my hands tied?" Dawn wept.

"Lick it clean!" Eva snapped.

Dawn gave a shriek, tossing, struggling against the bonds. "Never!"

"Oh, yes, you will," Eva whispered in Dawn's ear, as the terrified librarian struggled to free herself from the bonds around her ankles and wrists. "And you'll get more, honey, just to teach you not to yell at me. And never disobey me. Got that?"

"I won't do that!" Dawn screamed, struggling; her wrists pulling the strap around her neck harder with each desperate jerk of the body. The young cook stood in front of her on the table; his cummy cock inches from her mouth, his hands on his hips, waiting.

"Hold her hair," Eva said.

The cook reached out, taking a grip on Dawn's lovely blonde hair.

"Lick it clean!" Eva snapped and swung the whip.

Dawn screamed in agony as the whip cut into her arse. She jerked against the table, her arse ringing with pain, her body tense as the next blow swept in, right between her legs.

"Lick it clean!" Eva demanded.

The bound librarian wailed as the whip cut right into her pussy, beating a white-hot agony right through her body. She jerked and trembled, trying to close her legs against the chains, rubbing her ankles raw on the metal.

"Lick it clean!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's open cunt, beating the terrible knotted leather into her clit.

"Aaaaghhh!" Dawn screamed, jerking and tossing in agony.

The cook had a grip on her hair. She could see his cock, and it was getting harder with each lash of the whip on her arse and pussy. The cummy prick straightened out and pointed at her mouth.

The whip lashed into her buttocks, getting another desperate scream from Dawn as the agony surged over her body. She jerked, her hands pulling at the strap, choking herself. Her arse throbbed and pulsed, her muscles spasming under the assault of the whip. She knew she couldn't go on much longer; the pain would break her. Her stretched thighs shook as the whip cut inside them again and beat on her aching pussy, lashing an agony through her that sent her head dizzy.

"Lick it!" Eva yelled.

Dawn surrendered. With a moan of submission, she leaned forward and licked tentatively at the tip of the cook's cummy cock. Even though she couldn't taste very much, it was disgusting, and she would have thrown up if the pain hadn't been so great.

"Lick it!" Eva yelled.

She lashed between Dawn's legs again, beating her pussy.

Dawn screamed, and leaned over farther as the cook pulled her down, right over his cock. Moaning and shuddering, Dawn let the thick prick pass between her lips, the big round cockhead filling her mouth.

"Suck it, bitch!" the cook demanded.

Dawn tried her best, sucking in the thick prick, letting the thick gobs of cum run into her mouth. Strangely enough, it didn't taste too bad; it was salty and creamy, thick, sticky, but it went down her throat easily enough. The rank smell of Trina's arse was on his shaft, however, and that made Dawn squirm. She choked and pulled back a bit; her hands aching, the strap pulling at her neck.

"Deeper!" Eva snapped, then lashed Dawn's cunt.

Dawn's scream rang off the walls, and she sank her mouth back down on the cook's cock again; taking it in until the thick round cockhead thrust at the entrance to her throat. She sucked and licked as best she could, letting the young cook fuck her mouth as hard as he wanted; thrusting his prick into her mouth until more than half of it was between her lips.

"Mmmm!" he murmured, holding Dawn's hair, running his cock in and out between her lips. "That's nice!"

"Like that?" Brett laughed, standing at the table. "Fuck me, she's a virgin and she still sucks cock like that. Hey, did you check, Eva?"

"No," Eva replied. "I just figured I'd beat the shit outta her if she was lying."

"Check her," Brett said, "and don't break it. We don't get many virgins in this line of work."

He laughed again, and leaned on the table, watching Dawn's mouth sink down on the cook's stiff boner.

Dawn sucked at the cook's stiff cock, feeling it run to the back of her mouth; thrusting hard, making her gag. She moaned, trying to keep her arms up to take the pressure off her neck, while sucking the thick cockshaft.

Then she felt Eva's fingers moving over her arse, right between her legs. She shuddered, but she had to endure the added humiliation. The cook gripped her hair, and fucked his cock between her lips; harder and faster, as his passion mounted. Dawn groaned, and her eyes closed as Eva's fingers reached the lips of her innocent little cunt.

"Oh boy," Eva said, "you'll like this one, honey; it's just lovely."

She ran her finger over Dawn's cuntlips, then spread them expertly, pushing a finger over the bound librarian's clit.

Dawn gave a great heave and her cunt trembled as Eva's skillful hand ran over her clit. The spasms that came out of the contact were hot, thrilling; sending her gasping onto the cook's fuck-rod. Eva's finger rubbed her clit gently, and the sensation soared down her legs and throbbed through her; blending with the agony in her whipped arse, churning it all around. Something started to throb in Dawn's guts, her pussy spasmed, and a long drawn-out moan escaped her lips.

"Yeahhh!" Eva sighed. "Come on, honey, let's get real wet for Aunt Eva, shall we?"

Her finger ran over Dawn's clit and another one rubbed gently at the entrance to her little fuck hole.

Dawn gurgled as the cook rammed his prick between her lips, pushing at her throat. The sensations creaming around in her pussy were making her head swim. Her legs shook and struggled against the leg irons, and her arms ached in the bonds, but the sensations went on. Her pussy was getting damp; she could feel it. And she could also feel Eva's finger probing the entrance of her cunt, pushing in a little.

"Yeah, fuck, she sucks good!" the young cook growled, holding Dawn's hair, ramming his cock between her soft young lips, faster and harder; sliding his prickshaft right into the squirming entrance of her throat. "Come on, honey, this is gonna be good!"

"Hey, don't you suck my man off!" Trina yelled suddenly, rushing up to the table. "He's gotta shoot that in me! Hey! Stop that! He's mine!"

But all Dawn could do was gurgle, as the cook slammed his cockhead into her throat. She gagged, as he rammed it back in, filling her throat.

Eva's fingers were caressing her pussy, stroking her, rubbing her sensitive hard clit bud and the shivering walls of her fuck-channel. She could feel Eva's fingers on her pussy, and Dawn gave a lingering moan of strange arousal, her throat opening wider for his prick.

"I'll whip that bitch! She's gonna suck my man off!" Trina yelled.

Eva laughed and slid her finger into Dawn's cunt, easing it in until it came into contact with her tight little cherry drum.

"Yeah," Eva chuckled, "she's a virgin, all right. You're gonna have fun with this one, Brett."

"Yeah, when you've all finished with her." Brett sat in a chair, watching closely.

"Ohhhh, ohhhh!" the cook moaned, as his cock slid deeper into Dawn's mouth. He gasped, gripping her hair harder, ramming his fucker at her mouth with all his fury. "Fuuuuck, she's good! She's fuckin' good!"

Eva stood up and leaned against the table, sliding her hand down Dawn's tummy and between her thighs, caressing her pussy. She leaned closer, whispering in Dawn's ear.

"Trina's really pissed," she murmured. "So I'm gonna have to let her whip you; you know how it is. Can't go around sucking her man off, can you?"

Her fingers played with Dawn's clit, one finger worked back into her throbbing pussy. Dawn gave a scream of horror as she tensed, her mouth deep on the cook's cock. Her arse trembled as Eva played with her cunt, tormenting her with the spreading sensations of pleasure that flowed from the degrading caresses.

"Oooohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Fuuuck, I am!" the cook roared, his cock going out of control in Dawn's soft mouth.

Dawn felt her head spinning, with a mixture of horror and pleasure that sent her guts heaving. Gushes of desire rushed from her cunt as Eva played with her; stroking her clit, sliding one finger in and out of her tight entrance to her fuck hole. At the same time, her body ached from the bonds, her neck pulled at the strap, and her throat pulsed at the invasion of the massive cock rammed in there.

And the whip cut her arse, sending enough agony through Dawn to open her throat with a bubbling scream, as her body went tense and her arse erupted in red-hot pain.

"Aaaagghhh!" the young cook roared, slamming his cock right into Dawn's throat. The cum boiled in his balls and his grip tightened in Dawn's hair. "Fuuuck, do that to her! Yeah, whip her! Oooooh, fuck it! Do it!"

His cock blurred in and out of Dawn's throat.

"Bitch, sucking off my man!" Trina screamed, lashing Dawn's shuddering arse. Her dark hair tossed and flicked as she put all her effort into whipping the bound blonde, and her dark eyes burned with fury. "Bitch!"

Dawn shuddered as another searing cut beat into her arse. Her throat opened even further, and she took more of the cook's fuck-rod, her body tossing in pain. But at the same time, the flowing pleasure from her pussy was making her legs tremble. Eva's fingers were wet as she caressed Dawn's cunt.

"Yeaaaaah!" he yelled, his cock heaving, blurring in and out of Dawn's mouth as the cum rushed up his shaft and poured out into her soft sucking mouth. "Ohhhh, whip her; she sucked me off!"

Dawn was sure she would throw up as the hot cum gushed into her mouth, but the surging pleasure and pain running through her were all that she could feel. Her thighs shook as hot wet goo gushed into her mouth, and the young cook yelled and moaned, his cock pulsating at the entrance to her throat.

He pulled his spurting cock back, pouring cum over her lips, running his cockhead just in and out of her helpless mouth.

"Look what she done! Whip her!" he yelled, streams of cum gushing all over Dawn's lips.

"Bitch!" Trina screamed, laying the whip into Dawn's arse in a fury, the tail curling in and out in a continuous arc. She rubbed her pussy, gasping with lust, as she whipped the helpless blonde.

Dawn screamed in rising agony as the whip lashed her arse, and the last hot gobs of cum flowed over her lips. But the pain was flowing strangely through her. She tossed and moaned, her thighs trembling, her pussy mound rubbing against the table edge, giving extra pleasure to her heaving body.

"Suck it offfff!" the cook roared, fucking his oozing cock at Dawn's mouth. "Fuck, that was a great blowjob; now, clean it up, whore!"

He held his cock at her lips while Dawn sobbed and licked the cum off, letting it flow down her throat, her pussy still throbbing, with the pleasure coming from Eva's fingers and the hard table edge rubbing just above them.

Eva laughed and took her fingers from Dawn's cunt.

Trina let the whip drop, her eyes glazed, her tits heaving as she worked her fingers over her pussy.

"You're gonna enjoy this one," Eva promised Brett.

The door opened.

"Oh, hi, Kurt," Brett said, "you just missed a great one."

"And I drove so fast to get here," Kurt said. "Oh well, what can I do for you?"

The cook slid his cock out of Dawn's mouth, rubbing his slowly subsiding cockhead over her lips as she licked the last of his cum up. "Not bad, baby; see you later."

Instantly Trina grabbed him. "You owe me, for fucking that little shit."

He grinned as he put his uniform on. "Tell you what. If I get a buddy of mine to do my shift, I'll show you how to fuck, lady, all night long."

"Mmmmm," Trina purred, "that's more like it." She stroked his arm as he buttoned his uniform.

"The only thing is, I gotta promise my buddy something; how about her later?" The cook jerked his thumb in Dawn's direction.

"Sure," Trina said. "Hey, Brett, can his buddy have her later, for doing his shift?"

"I think so," Brett said, "she's gonna need a lot of cock."

"Great!" Trina gasped, then led the young cook out.

Dawn was lying facedown across the table, sobbing her heart out. But then she felt the chains around her ankles being taken off, and she pulled her legs together, with a moan of pleasure. The ache in her thighs lessened. Then the bonds around her wrists were taken off, and she was pulled round; lying across the table to face Brett, Eva and Kurt.

Kurt was tall; middle-aged, with salt and pepper hair. He was dressed casually. He examined Dawn carefully. He held up her glasses and shook his head.

"You shouldn't be seen dead in these," he commented. He examined the lenses carefully. "Fine, no trouble. Now, let's look at you."

He picked her head up by the chin and stared at her flushed, tear- stained face. It was all made worse by the fact that she was naked, except for the tattered remains of her pantyhose around her ankles. He turned her head to one side, and then the other, looking at her with professional interest.

"Yes, I know what we need to do here. Contacts, too?"

"Sure," Brett said, "but wait until I call."

Kurt grinned. "Usual price?"

"You got it." Brett turned away. "I'll give you the money when you leave."

"Sure," Kurt said indifferently, looking at Dawn in quite a new way.

"Oh, and don't fuck her cunt; she's a virgin." Brett stopped at the door.

Eva picked up the whip, and then offered it to Kurt, who shook his head. Then she and Brett left.

"Virgin, huh?" Kurt stared at Dawn as the door closed. "Take that crap off your legs."

With a sob, Dawn reached down and started to pull her torn pantyhose off. Pulling them off was painful, but she was terrified of this man; even more terrified than she was of Brett.

"Come here," Kurt said.

Uncertainly, Dawn walked forward, her legs trembling, rubbing her whipped arse. She stood trembling.

He slid the zipper of his pants down and looked at her. "Let's see how you suck."

"No, please, not that! I hate it! Please!" Dawn wept, staring at the massive bulge in his pants.

Brutally, Kurt backhanded her, sending her spinning across the floor, her face ringing with pain. She collapsed, sobbing, holding her face.

"Let's try it again, huh? Come here, crawl, bitch!"

Dawn struggled to her hands and knees, then crawled across the carpet, sobbing and moaning, horrified out of her mind at this sadistic man. She crawled up to his leg, reaching into his pants; moaning as she held his cock.

It was long; ten inches at least, and it seemed to throb in her hand like a deadly arrow, ready to pierce her.

"Well, what do you do with a cock?" Kurt demanded.

"I... I," Dawn stammered, then leaned forward and ran her mouth over his hard cockhead.

"Not bad. Now, suck it real nice," Kurt said softly. "I gotta go home to a wife who needs her arse whipped and I wanna warm up, got that?"

Dawn nodded her head frantically as she slid her soft lips down his cockshaft, sucking for all she was worth. She thrust her mouth at his cock harder, running her soft lips down his cockshaft as far as they would go, right until his cockhead pushed at the entrance to her throat.

"Hey, not so fuckin' bad," he murmured. "Not fuckin' bad at all."

He held her around the neck and pushed harder, his cockhead ramming at her throat. To Dawn's surprise, her throat opened and took a couple of inches of his cock before she gagged, and had to pull back.

Kurt gave a growl and thrust again, his prick pushing even farther into her throat. Her throat spasmed around the swelling prick, as she knelt at his feet.

"Yeah!" he mumbled, running his cockhead in and out of her throat; thrusting it farther each time, until most of his ten-inch fucker was disappearing into Dawn's mouth at the peak of each thrust. "Hey, you got a lot going for you, baby. You give great head. Hey, you could be a star!"

He fucked her mouth faster.

Dawn sobbed, expecting to have his hot cum shooting into her throat at any moment. She trembled, waiting; hoping he wouldn't take too long.

But suddenly he pulled her up, her mouth sliding off his cock.

"Bend over the table!" he snarled, his cock throbbing.

He almost threw her across the table. Dawn shook with fear, for she was expecting Kurt to fuck her pussy. But his cock ran between her buttocks, and she gave a horrified gasp.

"Something wrong?"

"No, no, sorry!" Dawn moaned, laying her head on the tabletop, shuddering.

He pushed her thighs apart and forced his cock to the tight entrance of her arse. Instantly her arse-muscles cramped, but Kurt was powerful. His cockhead forced her anal muscles open, and pushed in a little.

Dawn gasped, as pain rushed out of the contact. There was some precum juice on Kurt's cock, but that and her saliva, were the only lubricants on his long nine-inch prick.

Kurt seemed to be into the pain of fucking her arse without the proper lubrication. He grunted and his long cock worked deeper, rasping agonizingly over Dawn's arse. She wailed and burst into tears, but he fucked harder, and another few inches of his fucker vanished into her shivering arse.

"Come on, bitch, help me!" he yelled. "I gotta cum, I'm busting!"

He slapped her sore buttocks, making her groan and jerk back at him as his cock fucked deeper into her shit hole.

"Yeah, come on, you shithead! Bring me off! Make me cum! Make me shoot! Yeaaahhh!" He gripped her arms and pulled her back, ramming his cock into her arse until it was buried in her dry shit hole. He gasped and yelled, pumping his cock at her shit-pit, twisting her arms as he raped her arse, holding her on his prick. "Now, you take it, whore!"

Dawn screamed as she felt his cock swelling with cum. He rammed her harder, slamming his cock into her sore arse, fucking it in to the hilt. He growled as his balls slapped Dawn's buttocks, and his prick throbbed deep in her guts; the cum rushing to the tip of his cock.

Dawn felt her arse spasming, as his cock rasped into her arse and worked over her walls. She moaned, clinging to the table; sobbing in deep, horrible shame, and horror, as well as the pain.

But there was a strange dark satisfaction to being fucked like this; being arse-raped over a table, hurt for a man's enjoyment. She sobbed, as her head spun again, and then leaped as the first hot jet of cum gushed into her hot arse.

"Yeaaaaah!" Kurt bellowed. "Ohhh, here it is, little girl! Tell me you want more, more... mooorrree!"

He bellowed with lust, his cock spurting cum into her arse, his hips heaving with the release.

"Aaahh, yes, yes, I want more, I want more!" Dawn screamed, heaving her arse back at him; feeling his cock moving easily on the slippery sperm coating her arse walls. Her arse shivered with a depraved delight, as Kurt spent himself in her guts. She sobbed and wept; heaving, as the hot springs of cum gushed into her arse.

"Tell me again!" Kurt yelled, his cock heaving; lifting her feet off the floor at the height of his thrust, and pouring steaming cum into Dawn's arse. He gripped her tits, pulling her up; holding the screaming, sobbing librarian on his cock as he shot the last gobs of his cum deep in her arse. "Yeahhh, wasn't that great?"

"Yes!" Dawn sobbed, her arse spasming over his oozing cock. "Yes, that was great!"

He snapped, and flung her forward; off his cock and across the table. Brutally, he pulled her around and shoved his still-hard cock at her mouth.

"Can't go home with shit or cum on my mouth on my cock, can I?"

Dawn's stomach heaved, but she dared not disobey him. He held her head and made her lick his cock; cleaning up all the cum and her own arse juices. She closed her eyes, not knowing if there was any of her shit there. It tasted a bit like it, but she never knew. She was still licking up the other side of his cock when he shoved her away impatiently. She squealed, as she slid across the table and almost fell back onto the floor.

Without another word, he zipped his pants up and left, closing the door behind him.

Dawn clutched the cold tabletop and lay there, sobbing. Her arse ached, and her body throbbed with the pain of the abuses she'd suffered. Desperately, she raised her head and tried to see if there was some way out of the room, but there was only the one door and she knew that it would be locked.

The door opened and Brett and Eva came back in. Eva carried the whip, and grinned as she strolled over to Dawn.

"Bit rough with old Kurt, right?" she said brightly. "Well, don't worry, it's just me and Brett now, and we'll be real gentle with you, won't we?"

"Sure," Brett said.

Dawn broke into tears.

"Stand up," Eva said.

Dawn struggled up, her weeping eyes cast down as she leaned back against the table.

"You've got to learn," Eva said softly, stroking the whip through her fingers. "You never say no; you know that?"

"Yes," Dawn whispered, shaking all over.

"So you have to be punished for saying no, don't you?"

Dawn clutched at her whipped body. "Please, I'll do anything, but please, no more of that!"

She nodded at the whip.

"This?" Eva laughed. "Hey, you love this! Come on, tell me how much you love the whip."

She advanced on the moaning librarian, and Dawn tried to pull herself over the table, to escape.

Eva grabbed her and pulled her back, forcing her to her knees. She stood over Dawn; her legs spread wide, the whip close to Dawn's face.

Dawn stared at the white leather dress just inches from her eyes. Eva's gloved hand moved closer, holding the whip; running the tight leather over Dawn's horrified mouth.

"Lick it, baby. Lick the whip," Eva purred, sliding the thick handle over Dawn's lips. She slid her hands into Dawn's blonde hair and held her tightly.

Dawn licked; tasting the leather, the salty sweat on the shiny handle.

"Good, now suck it," Eva purred, and turned the whip handle in her gloved hands, sliding it at Dawn's mouth. "Get it all wet."

She eased the whip into Dawn's mouth, and the helpless librarian sobbed as it entered. The horrible taste of the leather seethed around in her mouth, as the rough surface ran over her tongue. She sobbed in shame, seeing Brett out of the corner of her eye, standing there, watching her humiliation.

"Deeper, honey. Suck it like it was a real cock, come on, right in," Eva purred. She pushed and the top of the handle rasped at Dawn's throat, making her gag and heave on the floor. "Naughty; you took a cock before, so you can take this, come on, swallow it."

The menace in her voice sent Dawn shuddering and moaning, as she tried to take more of the whip handle. It pushed at her throat and she gagged, but somehow she managed to take an inch or so of it; jerking as her stomach heaved.

Eva eased the whip handle inside, fucking Dawn's throat with it, as she held the blonde's hair.

"Come on, suck the cock, honey, suck it!" Eva grinned, and spread her legs wider around Dawn's shivering body. "Now, push my dress up."

Dawn managed to slide her hands onto Eva's thighs, and slowly pushed the white leather dress up over Eva's stocking tops and on; revealing Eva's creamy thighs. Dawn's throat spasmed around the whip handle, as Eva worked the leather in and out of her mouth. Dawn trembled. Eva had over half of the whip handle in her mouth and the white gloves rubbed against her soft lips.

"Further!" Eva snapped.

Dawn was ready to throw up. In a dreadful haze of pain and humiliation, Dawn eased the white leather dress up and finally exposed Eva's leather panties.

"Take them off. They clip at the sides," Eva said, running the whip handle in and out of Dawn's throat.

Dawn found the first clip, pulling at it until it came open. The second one was even easier, and soon the terrified librarian was pulling the hot leather panties out from around Eva's garter belt and holding them; waiting in terror as the whip handle slid in and out of her throat.

"You're getting good at this!" Eva laughed. "Now, take the whip handle and fuck me with it; go on!"

Dawn moaned as Eva let go of the whip. In a heaving terror, Dawn pulled the handle out of her throat and tried to put it to the wet lips of Eva's cunt, while at the same time, holding the white dress out of the way. Eva laughed and spread her legs, opening the dark- haired lips of her pussy for Dawn.

"Come on, ram it up me! You hate me, don't you?"

"No, no, I don't hate you!" Dawn wept, sliding the whip handle over Eva's clit, working it toward the steaming hole of her cunt.

"Liar!" Eva laughed. She grabbed Dawn's hair again and tilted the blonde's head up. "If you don't hate me, you're a real wimp. Now, let's try that again."

"No, no, I don't hate you!"

"You stupid bitch!" Eva snarled.

Dawn screamed as Brett pulled her up, shoving her onto the table facedown. Then Eva grabbed her hair and held her while Brett took her legs, pulling them wide open and lashing her ankles to the table legs.

Dawn lay there; spread-eagled on the table, her head hanging over one side. Brett held the squirming blonde while Eva pulled a chair up and sat in it, spreading her legs brazenly on either side of Dawn's bound body. She tilted her pussy up and pulled Dawn's head down, until the two met.

Dawn gave a muffled scream as her face was buried in Eva's hot wet cunt. The smell of a woman in heat washed over her, and she struggled as Eva's cunt-slit rubbed over her face.

Eva pulled Dawn's head up, her skirt falling over her captive's face, her long stocking-clad legs stretched across the tabletop on either side of the sobbing blonde.

"Now, get that whip up my cunt!"

Dawn took the whip handle and ran it over Eva's spread wet pussy flesh. She found the entrance of Eva's cunt and eased the leather handle in, feeling Eva's cunt muscles spasm around the thick rod. Dawn worked the handle in and out of Eva's pussy.

"Mmm," Eva purred, as she worked her pussy on the whip handle. "Now, tell me how much you hate me."

"No, no, I don't hate you," Dawn lied. "It's just that... aagghhh! Help!"

She twisted desperately, her arse on fire, just in time to see the thin rod in Brett's hand.

"No, please! For the love of God, no!" she begged.

"Tell me how much you hate me," Eva purred, "and don't let that handle fall out of my cunt, bitch, or you'll really get it if you do."

"No, no, I don't... aaaghhh! Help no, please, no! Please, don't whip me, please!" Dawn struggled and wept, her arse on fire; three thin lines of agony across her flesh, beaten deep into the already thick mass of welts there.

"Tell me how much you hate me."

"Yes, yes, all right, I hate you!" Dawn screamed.

"And work that whip in my cunt!" Eva screamed. "Whip her Brett, she's gotta learn!"

Aaaghgh, no, no please... uurrghh!" Dawn twisted and jerked on the tabletop, her legs squirming on the polished surface, her arse burning with a desperate fire.

"Work that thing in my cunt, bitch! Do as you're told!" Eva yelled, jerking her pussy over the thick whip handle.

The rod lashed Dawn's trembling arse. She worked the whip handle into Eva's spasming cunt; sweat running down her face, her arse twitching, as she waited for the next blow.

"Yeaahhh!" Eva yelled. "Better, whore. Now do it. Tell me how much you hate me!"

Eva slammed her cunt all the way up the whip handle, her white gloved hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly.

"I hate you!" Dawn screamed, ramming the whip handle into Eva's pussy with all the force she had.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now, fuck me! Come on! Fuck me with that handle... you hate me, you hate me!" Eva jerked and tossed in the chair, her wet cunt sucking in the whip handle.

"Yes, aaaghghhh! Fuck, you bastard!" Dawn screamed as the rod whipped her arse once more. "I hate you, I hate you both!"

"Yeahhh, and all you can do is lie there and fuck my pussy with a whip and take a beating, right?" Eva screamed, lurching upward, her cunt taking the whole of the whip handle into her hot cunt.

"Yes, yes... urrghhh! You fuckers, you bastards, you shits!" Dawn screamed. She pumped the whip handle into Eva's pussy, her hand rubbing over the woman's clit, getting wet with Eva's juices.

"So fuck me like you hate me, bitch! Come on, show you hate me, you wimp, you dirty little wimp!" Eva heaved in the chair, her long legs trembling around Dawn's bound body, her white leather dress sliding up over her hips.

Dawn screamed, and rammed the whip handle into Eva's cunt as hard as she could. Then she hauled it out and slammed it back in, her hand running hard into Eva's clit. Furiously, sweat pouring off her face, her arse twitching as she waited for the whip, she fucked Eva's cunt; slamming the whip handle into the woman's hot wet fuck hole.

Eva spasmed and jerked in the chair, gasping with lust. Her thighs spread wider and she leaned back, running her hands inside the top of her dress, caressing her tits through her tiny bra. She rolled her large, crinkled nipples in her fingers; moaning as her passion mounted.

"Yesss, come on, bitch! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! You wanna kill me, don't you?"

"Yes, yes!" Dawn screamed, jerking as the rod cut into her arse.

"But you have to fuck me instead, bitch, right?" Eva yelled, her hot cunt swallowing the whip handle in a great gulp.

"I hate you, I hate you!" Dawn screamed, ramming the whip handle deep in Eva's cunt. "Aaaaagghhh!"

The rod lashed her arse, and beat a terrible line across it.

"But you have to fuck me, don't you, bitch? You can't do what you want, right?" Eva screamed, her hips jerking faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, I do!" Dawn sobbed, her tits rubbing against the edge of the table; her hands cramping as she rammed the whip into Eva's cunt. But the rod whipped her again, and her screams echoed around the room, as she jerked and flopped against the polished tabletop.

"Say it, bitch! Say you have to fuck me! Come on, bitch!" Eva demanded.

"Uaaghhh! I have to fuck you!" Dawn sobbed.

"And you hate that, you wanna kill me so bad!"

"Yes, yes, I do!"

"But you have to fuck me!" Eva leaned back and roared with laughter.

"Yes, yes, you bitch, I have to fuck you and I wanna tear you to pieces!" Dawn screeched, jerking as another lash of the rod beat into her arse.

"Welcome to real life, bitch!" Eva screamed, climaxing in the chair. "Learn it, use it; it's the only way to win! Aaahhh, yeahhhhh!"

She peaked, her cunt throbbing around the length of the whip handle as she came down from her climax, gasping with pleasure.

Dawn held the whip handle in Eva's cunt; her fingers wet with cuntal juices, her arse burning from the rod. She sobbed, her body aching and throbbing. She felt desperately humiliated, but something she had never known before was churning in her guts. It was a strange satisfaction, and she had no idea where it had come from, or what it was.

Eva laughed, and slid her white leather dress back down her thighs, covering Dawn's hand and the whip handle.

"Now take it out, slowly," she ordered.

Dawn moaned, as she eased the whip handle out of Eva's sucking cunt. It came out wet and slippery; shining in the light. She reached back and rubbed her arse, moaning in horror, as she found a smear of blood on her flesh.

"Lick it clean!" Eva snapped.

Dawn gave in at once, licking her tongue over the handle of the whip, tasting Eva's hot salty pussy juices.

"See?" Eva laughed. "This is how it is, honey; learn how to win, if you can."

She burst into peals of laughter and slid her hand up under the hem of her dress, reaching up for her pussy. Her eyes went hazy with lust as she rubbed her clit for a few moments, watching Dawn lick the whip handle. Almost instantly, her arse jerked and she gave a moan of lust.

"Lick it!" she gasped, and her fingers blurred on her clit. She gave a long moan and climaxed; her free hand working her nipples as she watched the suffering librarian. "Ram it down your throat! Get it down before I finish cumming!"

Dawn broke into sobs of horror, but she dared not disobey. She slid the tip of the handle into her mouth and pushed it down, reaching her throat, where it stuck and she gagged.

"Get it right down your throat!" Eva screamed, her white dress tossing over her thighs, as she rubbed her clit and twisted her arse, beating her pussy hard against the tabletop. Dawn's throat opened and she got a little of the whip handle in. She knew what was coming. As Eva's fingers rubbed under the white dress, inches from Dawn's nose, she gave a deep gasp of passion.

"Deeper!" she screamed, jerking in the chair, her legs shivering around Dawn's helpless body.

Dawn's gurgling scream rang out as the rod lashed her arse. Another four or five inches of whip handle sank into her mouth.

"Deeper, deeper!" Eva demanded, her eyes blurred and misty.

The rod lashed across her arse and Dawn screamed, sinking the whip handle right into her throat, pumping her head up and down on the plaited leather; the handle rasping over her throat as the rod lashed her again.

Eva gave a scream of final climax, rolling in her chair; sinking back down as her satisfaction rolled over her in soft waves.

"Better," Eva purred, "better."

The rod stopped and Dawn lay there, keeping the leather handle in her mouth. She looked up and there was Brett, just standing with the thin rod, grinning at her.

"Now it's my turn," he said. "I've been waiting to get my hands on you for months."

Eva laughed and drew her long legs over Dawn's head.

"I bet I know how you want it, you fucker," she commented.

"You got it," Brett grunted, as he untied Dawn's ankle bonds. "Get up."

Dawn tried to rise, but she hurt too much and she felt too exhausted. She burst into tears.

"Please, why are you doing this to me? What did I do to you?"

She turned a tear-stained face to him, but he wasn't impressed.

"Get up," he said, and then grabbed her hair to help her.

With a scream, Dawn landed on her feet on the floor by the table. She took one look and burst into hysterics.

"No, not that, nooooo!" she wailed, seeing Eva standing by the horrible rack.

"Walk to it, honey; walk to it!" Brett ordered.

"No, please, not that, please!"

"Walk to it!"

"No!" Dawn screamed.

She broke down completely, as Brett twisted her arm behind her back and marched her over to the rack. Screaming at the top of her voice, she struggled, but it was hopeless. The rack was vertical and Brett flung her between the uprights in a moment. Before Dawn knew what was happening, her wrists were in thick leather straps.

Begging and pleading every step of the way, she struggled as the straps were pulled up, to the top corners of the rack, and they stretched her; hanging her by her arms. Then they did the same to her feet; pulling her legs wide open, so that her body formed a letter X between the sides of the rack.

They pushed buttons and electric motors whirred, stretching the ropes out, until the pain ran down Dawn's arms and legs and through her whole body.

They shut the motors off when they were satisfied the ropes were tight enough.

Dawn hung there; spread-eagled, sobbing her heart out as Brett slid a bench between her legs. Behind him, Eva stood playing with the whip, watching Dawn's tits pulsate with the pain of her bondage. Eva's white dress top was open and her bra had been pushed aside, showing the swells of her luscious tits. She ran her fingers over her nipples, enjoying every minute of Dawn's pain.

Standing at the end of the bench, in full view of Dawn, Brett started to take his clothes off. Even through her pain, Dawn wanted to see Brett's cock; to see what she would have to suffer, but she wasn't ready for it. When his pants were down and he was reaching for his briefs, she could see that his cock was a monster; standing out like a massive skewer, all eleven inches of it. She gave a sob of horror.

Brett's cock was enormous; it was at least as thick as a beer can, and Dawn knew she'd never get such a weapon into her tight little cunt.

Eva saw her face and laughed. "You'll beg for that cock when we've finished with you."

Brett lay on the bench; his cock sticking up, the massive round cockhead just inches from Dawn's pussy. He ran his fingers over her clit, and Dawn spasmed with an agonizing passion.

"Did Kurt assfuck you?"

"Yes," Dawn sobbed. "He's a beast, a horror, a..."

"Shut up! I hope for your sake that he didn't break your cherry. I get real pissed when I lose a chance at that." Almost casually, Brett slid his finger up into Dawn's cunt. "Wow, fancy that; it didn't break! Now, you beg me to fuck you when you're ready. You see this?"

He showed Dawn a little box.

"Yes," Dawn whispered.

"It lowers the rack, so that your cunt goes over my cock. Simple." He pressed a button and more motors whirred, letting the rack down a few inches.

Dawn screamed as Brett's enormous round cockhead pushed at the entrance to her pussy. Even that contact sent shivers of horror through her. Her cuntwalls stretched and ached, and she could see the rest of his enormous prick, reaching between her stretched thighs.

"Beg me," Brett said.

"No, please, for the love of God, please, no! Aaahh! Noooo!" Dawn's wide, terrified eyes stared at Eva, as the woman swung the whip and the tail curled through the air. Dawn screamed as the leather cut right across her lovely tits, beating thick welts over her tit-mounds.

"Beg me!"

"Please, fuck me, please! Aaaghhh! Please, do it, please!" Dawn begged, as the whip lashed her tits, cutting across them, leaving red lines across her flesh. She heaved on the ropes; her body tight and twisting in pain and horror, her cunt inching down toward Brett's prick.

"Like this?" Brett chuckled.

He pushed a button on the box. The motors whirred and Dawn's tight little cunt sank an inch farther onto his cock.

"Aaaghh, yes, yes, no, no!" Dawn screamed, as Eva whipped her tits again. "I did what you said!"

The whip curled in the air.

"So what?" Eva yelled. "This is the way it is, honey; this is it!"

She gave a horrible laugh, as the whip lashed out and cut across Dawn's nipples, beating red hot pain all over the bound librarian.

"More!" Brett yelled; his cock throbbing and shoving a couple more inches into Dawn's shuddering cunt.

"Yes, yes, please! No, aagghhh!" Dawn screamed, as the whip beat her tits to the side, leaving another thick welt of pain across her flesh. Her body tossed, the motors whirred, and she sank another inch onto Brett's fucker.

Her pussywalls were stretched to the limit by the enormous fuck- rod. The tip of Brett's fucker came up against her cherry. She tossed; her body throbbing, her tits heaving under the assault of the whip, her pussy spasming with the thick cockhead buried in it.

"Beg me to fuck you!" Brett yelled, lying on the bench, holding the box; his cock still in her cunt, waiting.

"Please, fuck me!" Dawn wailed, screaming, as the whip lashed out and beat her tits. "Please, please!"

"You're a real little whore, right?" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn again, curling the whip expertly around the librarian's body and onto her arse. "You're only doing this to get a promotion in the library, right?"

The whip curled around Dawn's tits.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Dawn confessed, weeping and jerking on the ropes.

"You just fuck to get what you want, huh?" Eva laughed, whipping Dawn's arse again.

"Yes!" Dawn screamed, her body throbbing with pain, her cunt heaving up and down, still riding the first few inches of Brett's thick fucker.

Eva laughed. "Okay, bitch, you got it."

The whip curled across Dawn's arse and Brett pushed a button.

The motors whirred, and Dawn came down, but Brett held her up by her thighs for a moment; keeping her cunt high on his cock. Dawn pleaded and begged; her body aching as the whip lashed her arse, curling expertly around her body. Then Eva lashed her tits.

Dawn leaped; jerking on the ropes, surging up and then down, her already-wet cunt sliding over Brett's massive cock. He let go of her thighs as his cockhead rushed up her cunt; coming into contact with Dawn's cherry. For a moment, her cherry was stretched; then it gave way and Brett's massive long fuck-rod surged to the top of her quivering cunt.

Dawn gave a long drawn-out scream. Her virginity was gone.


"Yeahhh!" Brett roared, as his cock rushed to the top of Dawn's quivering cunt. "Fuck, yeah! Ain't that great, baby, hey?"

He hunched up on the bench and rammed Dawn upward; an inch or so, until the leg straps jerked her to a halt.

Dawn shrieked as her pussy walls were stretched, with Brett's massive fucker buried between them. Her body tossed wildly as she saw the whip lashing in, cutting across her tits once more. The agony rushed out of her reddened tit-flesh, and she screamed; a scream of absolute desperation and pain.

"Come on, bitch, don't you love to be fucked!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's body.

"Urrghh! Yes, yes, I love to be fucked!" Dawn screeched in her pain; her pussy throbbing and heaving around Brett's massive hunk of fuck meat. Her hands were clutching at the bonds, pulling wildly and to no avail. The rack shook, but that was all. "Please, please, don't whip me!"

"I'll whip you when I like, you little cunt!" Eva yelled, lashing her again, cutting Dawn's tits. "Don't you ever beg me to stop, got that?"

"Aaaghhh! Yes, yes!" Dawn screamed, jerking helplessly, her body taut between the bonds. Her cunt throbbed as Brett's cock reamed her fuck channel out.

Brett lay below the suffering librarian, grinning as he fucked her; his thick prick sliding in and out with no trouble on Dawn's freely flowing pussy juices. He gripped her spread thighs, rocking her on his cock, as he fucked her.

The little blonde moaned as the whip cut her. She felt the leather tail whip into her arse once more, beating more pain into her flesh. She jerked and her cunt slid down Brett's cock, taking it all between her shivering pussy walls.

Eva was whipping her to the beat of Brett's fucking; the whip lashing in, just as he rammed his cock up her cunt. And the combination was driving Dawn out of her mind. The agony surged out; yet, at the same time, the pain from Brett's cock was dropping away. The rasping of that thick male fuck meat in her cunt was driving arrows of horrible pleasure into Dawn; arrows that shot through her body, mingling with the pain of the whip.

"Yeah, come on, whore! Let's see you cum!" Eva screamed, lashing Dawn's tits as the bound librarian screamed and tossed, her cunt swallowing Brett's cock in one great gulp.

"Show us, bitch, show us; you beautiful little cunt!"

Her arms flung back, whipping into the leather, Eva watched as Dawn screamed. Slowly, Eva slid her hand into the slit of her skirt and over her thighs, reaching for her hot little pussy. Breathlessly she stroked her clit; her fingers sliding on her juices, digging at her flesh as she watched Dawn struggle.

Dawn leaped and jerked as the whip cut her arse. Brett's cock slammed to the top of her cunt. Her screams rang around the room, echoing from the walls as her beaten flesh throbbed. Sweat gleamed on her skin as she struggled against the ropes; her pussy jerking on Brett's prick, thrusting for it, almost begging for more of the male fuck meat.

"Come on, bitch! Come on, you beautiful little cunt! Show us!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's arse.

Dawn's head spun. Her pussy spasmed and throbbed, jerking around the base of the rock-hard cock filling her fuck hole. Her arms tensed. For a second, she hung; Brett's cockhead just inside the entrance of her throbbing pussy.

Then the whip cut her tits. Dawn screamed. Brett's cock was buried once more in her hot little cunt.

The door opened, and Trina walked in with two more of the male members of the staff; both young, both hung, and both hard. Trina still had on her white shoes and stockings, but she had added a blue and white slip to the ensemble. The hem came just under her arse and flicked brazenly as she walked.

"Fuck, she's busy," Trina said, to the two men. "You wanna wait and fuck her?"

"Jesus!" one of the boys gasped. He stared at Dawn, who was jerking her cunt down on Brett's cock; gasping and screaming with lust that was totally out of control.

"Get the fuck out!" Brett yelled, but Trina ignored him.

"If you wanna fuck her, you have to make me happy till then," Trina pouted, sliding her hand over the boy's cock. "You have to suck me; that's fair, and you work my tits. If you wanna fuck her."

She sat on a table, leaning back and spreading her thighs; easing her slip up to show her dark haired pussy mound.



Brett growled and seemed to be about to yell at Trina again, but the whip lashed into Dawn's tits, and the heave she gave sucked at his cock so hard that he gasped with pleasure and sank back on the bench.

"Fuck!" one of the boys sighed.

He climbed onto the table and sank his mouth over Trina's luscious tit, holding the other one in his hand. Moaning with lust, he ran his teeth over her nipple, biting it; sending Trina into an immediate screaming fit of lust.

"Come on, suck my pussy!" she demanded. "If you wanna fuck her!"

The other boy stared at the open pussy for a moment, then sank to his knees between her thighs, sliding them over his shoulders before he sank his mouth over the hot wet gash of her cunt.

"Ohhhh! Yes, that's nice!" Trina moaned. "Do it to me, boys! Do it... uurrhh!"

She writhed on the tabletop, her thighs spread wide, and her body throbbing with lust as she was sucked to climax.

Dawn thrashed around on the rack as surging passion overwhelmed her pain, driving her screaming into spasms of raging lust. Her pussy was exploding, with the throbbing shaft of Brett's cock slamming up to the top of it, raping her pussy walls with each stroke. She screamed as the whip cut her tits.

"Come on, bitch! Show us! Show us!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's arse; rubbing her own clit as she stared at the spasming girl. "Cum, bitch, we wanna see you cum!"

She whipped Dawn's tits, landing it with perfect precision on Dawn's nipples.

"Auurrghh!" Dawn screamed, jerking, her tits bouncing to the blow.

Her cunt throbbed and spasmed, and a rush of pure lust surged up over her. She wailed, jerked and came; her whole body on fire.

"Noooo!" she wailed, her cunt sucking at Brett's cock with a passion that she had never known before. She pulled hard with her hands; her tits thrusting out for the whip, her pussy desperate for Brett's cock to fill it. "Please, noooo!"

"Fuck, she's gonna do it!" Brett roared, hunching his arse up, his cock disappearing into Dawn's sucking cunt-hole. "Fuck, she is, she is!"

"Aaaghghh!" the bound librarian screamed, her body out of control, as she came.

Dawn had never felt passion like this before. It overwhelmed her at each lash of the whip, each thrust of Brett's cock into her cunt. And now she could feel his massive prick, swelling and throbbing with the rush of cum surging in his balls. The whip beat into her arse. She came; screaming, wailing, her cunt sucking and clutching at Brett's cock, as he yelled and lurched up off the bench.

"Ohhh, fuck, yes!" he roared, his prick pounding up into her soft wet cunt, cum surging out of his balls and up his thick cockshaft. "Yaaahhh!"

He gasped, as the first jet of his cum poured into Dawn's throbbing cunt.

"Go, baby, go! Come on, show us!" Eva screamed; lashing Dawn, beating the librarian's tits and arse with continuous strokes. Eva's fingers blurred on her pussy. "Come on!"

Dawn's body was shattered by the most incredible climax, as hot sticky cum gushed into her pussy. Her scream sent Trina into orgasm as she lay on the tabletop, her pussy and her tits being worked over by the two boys. Another streak of cum rushed into her cunt, and Dawn screamed harder; her eyes closing, her body wet with sweat.

"Yeah, oohhh, yeah!" Brett yelled, jerking up from the bench, his cock shooting streaming fuck juice out of his balls; splattering it all over her cunt, filling it, as his cock slammed up into her cunt.

"Fuck me, bitch! You're worth it, fuck, you are!" he roared in helpless release.

"Aaaggghhh!" Dawn wailed as she came, passion erupting over her with each shot of hot cum in her cunt. "No, please, no!"

Dawn was cumming, jerking, out of her mind with passion. Her hips throbbed and heaved; her tits thrust out, taking the full power of the whip with each stroke. There was blood on the underside of one tit where her skin had split, but nothing stopped Dawn's raging lust.

"Noooo, please, don't do it, stop!" she screamed, her cunt sucking more white gooey cum out of Brett's cock as she rammed her pussy down around it.

She wailed as Brett spewed the last massive shot of his cum into her cunt. Her pussy spasmed around the thick fuck-rod, taking even more satisfaction from the rock-hard cock.

Brett gasped and thrust as he lay there; his cock oozing cum, while Dawn still rode it, tossing around on the ropes, her orgasm still raging.

"Fuck!" Eva yelled, lashing Dawn's jerking arse.

"No, stop!" Brett snapped.

He held Dawn on his cock; watching her, as the little blonde librarian sobbed and screamed, trying to get full satisfaction.

But she couldn't, and she slowly came down; the pain from her whipped tits and arse taking over from the passion. She became aware that her legs ached and that her whole body throbbed with pain. Slowly she collapsed; hanging on the ropes, her cunt still twitching around Brett's cock, sweat running down her body, between her tits, mixing with the smear of blood from her cut tit.

"Take her down," Brett said, pulling his prick out of Dawn's pussy and climbing off the bench.

He and Eva had Dawn down in moments; dropping her to the floor, where she curled up on the carpet and lay there, slowly rubbing her whipped tits and arse.

"Now, bitch!" Brett snapped, walking over to where Trina lay on the table. "You know the rules; you don't crash in unless you're asked."

"Oooh, did I do wrong, Brett?" Trina whimpered. "I'm so sorry, I just thought..."

"Over the bar!"

"No, Brett, no!" Trina screeched, throwing the boys aside and rushing at Brett. "You can't, no, not that, no!"

He grabbed her wrists and spun her around, holding her as she screamed and yelled.

"You boys wanna instruct this bitch on how to behave? Just do what I say. Come on!"

"No! You jerk, you lousy jerk!" Trina screamed, as she was hustled over to the rack.

Instead of being hung up like Dawn, Trina was bent over the lower bar of the rack, and her wrists were lashed to her widespread ankles, which were lashed to the base of the rack. She screamed; her slip falling over her back, revealing her wet pussy lips and taut buttocks.

"Not you, bitch!" Trina screamed, looking up to see Eva, standing there with the whip in her hand.

"You don't make bargains," Eva sneered, smoothing her white dress down over her thighs. "You bitch! You're the one who makes him do these things!" Trina screamed.

"Okay, boys," Brett said, handing one of them a thin rod. "One of you beats the little bitch, while the other gets a blow job. Then you change. Sound good? You do like blow jobs, don't you?"

"Fuck!" one boy gasped; his long dark hair falling over his face as he looked at the rod. "You mean on her arse?"

"Hard," Brett said. "She knows the rules."

"Jesus!" The boy looked at his friend. "You wanna go first?"

"Sure," the other one said, trying to sound casual, while his prick stuck out like a skewer. He went to the bound Trina and sat down on the floor in front of her; his body between her spread legs, his legs pushing out around her head, his cock pushing at her mouth.

"You fucker!" Trina screamed. "I don't get this kind of treatment!"

"If you break the rules, you do," Brett said casually, sitting down. "Now suck, bitch! It's faster that way."

"Fuck off!" Trina screamed, straining against the bonds.

"Go on," Brett said to the boy with the dark hair. "Hard."

The boy raised the rod and held it for a moment. Then he lashed it down across Trina's tight buttocks.

"Aaagghhh... bastard! Fucker!" Trina yelled, as a red line appeared on her flesh.

"Harder!" Brett ordered.

"No, no... aaagghhh!" Trina screamed, tossing on the bar, her legs trembling with pain.

"Better. Now, get on and suck, honey; this goes on till he cums." Brett leaned back in the chair and looked over at Dawn. "Come here."

Dawn moaned as she forced herself to her hands and knees. Her whole body ached as she crawled across the floor to Brett. His cock had only gone down a little, and it was stiffening with each scream Trina gave. Dawn knew what Brett wanted.

"Suck it," he ordered. "Gently. Don't make me cum, or you'll be over the bar with Trina."

Dawn surrendered at once. She crawled between his legs and took his massive fuck-rod in her hands; running her soft lips over it, licking at the cum-smeared flesh, kissing the hardening cock head.

Brett grunted and ran his fingers through Dawn's blonde hair.

"You're a mess. We'll have to get Eva to do you up later." He took hold of his cockshaft and slid it over Dawn's lips, making her lick and suck it as he wanted. "Nice; you're getting good at this."

Dawn moaned, wishing she was dead. And yet, the feel of hard male cock in her mouth was a real turn-on; reminding her of stiff meat up her pussy and in her arse. She trembled, wondering what was happening to her.

Trina screamed, as another thin line of pain appeared on her arse.

"Suck him, honey," Brett said, holding Dawn's mouth to his cock.

"Fuck you!" Trina screamed, but her lips moved closer to the long throbbing cock that the boy held close to her mouth. The rod lashed her arse hard. She screamed, and her lips ran over the prickhead thrusting there.

"Suck it; stop pretending!" Brett said.

"You shit, you fuck-faced shit! Aaghhh!" Trina screamed, and sank her mouth over the thick dickmeat. Her throat opened as she sucked the boy's cockhead in to the hilt; her throat throbbing as she sucked him.

"Fuckin' Jesus!" the boy gasped; jerking his arse off the floor, watching his cock vanish into Trina's sucking mouth. "Shit, I never got sucked like this... ohhhh, fuck! Hey, Benny, whip her fast; I can't hold out for long!"

But Benny wasn't really listening. He lashed Trina's red-lined arse, bending it with the force of the blows. And all the while his hand eased up and down his cock, stroking the stiff shaft while his eyes devoured Trina's struggling body.

"Ooooohh, fuck!" the boy on the floor moaned, watching his cock vanish into Trina's sucking throat. "I can't hold on; I can't!"

He fucked his cock into Trina's throat harder and faster. Brutally, he gripped her hair; pulling her mouth even farther onto his jerking prick.

"Fuck, I gotta cum!" he yelled; leaning back, gasping with lust.

Benny lashed Trina's bound arse; stroking his cock faster and harder, his arse beginning to jerk, his prick swelling in his hand.

Eva leaned over Brett, as he ran his massive fuck-rod between Dawn's innocent lips.

"He's gonna cum," she murmured.

"So, you want the second turn." Brett laughed.

"You understand me perfectly," Eva purred and strolled over to Trina.

Trina's arse jerked on the bar, as the rod lashed into it. The red lines had become a mass of crimson flesh and each new blow sent her thrashing harder, her mouth sunk to the limit on the boy's cock. Her large, swelling tits jerked and rolled as she struggled on the bar.

"Fuuuuck!" the boy on the floor yelled.

He fucked his cock into Trina's throat, right to the hilt, as it throbbed and pounded with the cum rushing up it.

"Yeaaahhh!" he bellowed, as his streaming white goo poured into Trina's throat. "Suck it all down!"

"Jesus! Hell! Fuuuuuuck!" Benny yelled, his eyes becoming glazed, as his hand blurred on his cock. His arm swung, lashing Trina's squirming arse. A stream of cum shot out of his cock slit, through the air, and splattered onto Trina's arse. He whipped Trina hard; the rod lashing into his cum and beating some of it away, as another stream gushed out of his cock and over Trina's beaten arse.

Cum filled her mouth, and oozed from the corners of her soft lips, as she sucked and swallowed. Cum poured over her, as the boy bellowed and jerked, gasping with release.

"Fuuuuuck!" Benny moaned, jerking his cock as another massive jet of fuck juice poured out and over Trina's heaving arse. He lashed the bound girl; beating gobs of his cum into her flesh and splattering them across her body. He gasped, his hand still blurring on his prick; cum gushing out of his piss-slit.

Brett guided Dawn's mouth on his cock, stroking her soft lips over his hard flesh. "Glad that isn't you, getting your arse whipped?"

That thought had more than crossed Dawn's mind. Each scream Trina gave seemed to send electric shocks through her, making sucking Brett's cock more exciting. She moaned, feeling his prick meat throb in her mouth.

"How would you like to fuck those two boys?" Brett asked.

Dawn gave a moan of horror and shook her head.

"Wrong answer, honey. Now, how would you like to fuck those two boys?"

"Yes, yes, I'd like that," Dawn moaned.

"While they really give your nipples a working over, right?"

"Yes, yes, that would be nice," Dawn wept.

"Well, maybe, maybe." Brett chuckled. "But, right now, I've gotta decide how to fuck you; this hardon won't wait much longer."

Eva ran her fingers down Benny's back, as he gasped, holding his cock while the last of his cum dribbled out of it. His eyes were glassy.

"You young fuckers, so impatient," Eva crooned, "but I can't complain. But if you want to be useful around here, get your cock hard again. Fast."

"Yeah, don't worry, I can do it," Benny gasped.

"I hope so." Eva laughed and tapped the other boy on the shoulder. "Time to go to work, Jack."

Jack held Trina's sobbing mouth to his cock, stroking his softening cock over her lips. He turned and looked up Eva's legs; right under her dress. At the sight of her luscious thighs and dark pussy mound, his cock started to get hard again.

"Don't even think it, honey," Eva chuckled. "Just do what you're told and you'll get more than enough pussy. Now, up."

Jack pulled his cock out of Trina's mouth and got to his feet; taking the rod, testing it.

"Use it properly," Eva said. "And get me that low stool."

Jack hurried to obey, while Eva stared at Trina's suffering face.

"Ready for me?" Eva asked, running her finger in the cum pooled on Trina's arse.

Trina gave a moan of pain, as Eva prodded her bruises.

"Not you, please no!" she moaned.

"Sorry, bitch, but Benny here shot, so you can't blow him yet." Eva played with her blonde hair.

Jack brought the stool.

"You bitch!" Trina moaned, as Eva carefully put the stool close to her head.

Eva made a performance out of it, easing her dress up. Then she sat carefully on the stool and spread her legs, her hot wet pussy easing closer to Trina's mouth.

"Whip her, Jack," she said.

Dawn moaned as Brett pushed her away from his cock.

"I know what I want," he said.

"No, you bastard, no!" Trina screeched, as she turned around to eye the boy she'd just sucked off. "I got you here; you don't whip me, you fucker!"

Eva shoved Trina's head between her legs. "Suck, you bitch! You're just an assistant; don't act like a boss!"

Trina twisted out of Eva's grasp again.

"Don't do it, Jack!" she screamed at the boy.

Jack grinned a little, playing the rod through his fingers. "But your boss told me to do it."

"Don't listen to... aaaghgh!" Trina screamed, as Eva grabbed her hair and slapped her hard across the face. "You bitch!"

Eva slapped her again, hard and right across her face.

"Learn, bitch!" Eva snapped. "Now, suck pussy, or I'll keep you on that bar until you've blown every man in this hotel!"

That sobered Trina up. She moaned, and sank her soft lips over Eva's hot wet cunt. Eva gave a murmur of pleasure and spread her thighs wider, holding Trina's head closer to her cunt.

Jack lined the rod up on Trina's arse, running it over the red flesh; making Trina jerk and moan as she sucked Eva's pussy. Jack gasped, his hand on his cock, rubbing it hard.

"Don't do what your friend did," Eva warned. "I want this bitch fucked out of her mind after this."

"Hey, lady, whatever you say," Jack gasped, lashing Trina's arse.

Trina screamed and rocked on the bar; her arse jerking and twitching as the thin rod bounced up off her flesh. She gasped as Eva pulled her head closer, ramming her mouth onto the crack of her pussy.

"Come on, bitch, suck me nicely!" Eva purred, pushing her cunt harder into Trina's face.

"Shit!" Jack gasped, as he lashed Trina's arse.

He pulled on his cock, dragging the last inch of stiffness back into it. With his eyes glaring, he lashed Trina's jerking arse-flesh, gripping his cock harder, jerking at it as he lashed the screaming girl.

"Harder!" Eva snapped. "She needs it harder!"

Jack gasped and lashed Trina's arse, beating it into her buttocks with furious strokes. Trina screamed into Eva's pussy; sucking and biting at the hot flesh, getting a moan of satisfaction from Eva.

"Yeah, that's better," Eva purred. "Keep it up, Jack! Keep it up!"

Jack lashed Trina with greater fury; still rubbing his cock, staring at the two women.

Brett pulled Dawn up by her hair and grinned at her. "You know what I want?"

"No," Dawn whispered.

"I want you to beg me to put a vibrator up your pussy, while I fuck your arse."

Dawn dropped her eyes, terrified again.

"Sure, you want to do that, don't you?" Brett sighed, slipping his fingers around Dawn's whipped nipples. "Tell me how much you want to do that."

He tightened his grip, rolling Dawn's crinkled nipple flesh, sending sharp pains out of the whipped buds.

"Yes, yes, I'd love to do that!" Dawn moaned, jerking to the pulse of the pain.

"Sure?" Brett whispered.

Dawn gasped, thrusting her tits at his hands.

"Try me," she moaned, her head spinning convulsively.

Brett laughed and twisted her nipples harder. Dawn moaned, and spasms of excitement rushed out of her pussy. The agony pouring from her tits was seething through her body, making her feel weak with horrible excitement.

"Get up," Brett said. "Go to the cabinet over there and pick a vibrator. Do it!"

Dawn staggered to her feet, her head ringing with lust. She glanced at Brett for a moment, then broke into sobs. She turned and staggered to the closet, hearing Trina's screams as the rod lashed her tight arse.

Dawn turned, looking at the perverted scene before her. Jack lashed Trina's arse while the bound girl sucked on Eva's pussy. Eva sat on the seat, rubbing her pussy against Trina's helpless mouth. To one side, Benny waited; rubbing his cock, getting it hard again as he watched.

It all sent Dawn into deeper sobs of disgust. She turned, and pulled open the cabinet door. There were rows and rows of vibrators and dildos, ranging in size; from six inches to massive ones, that would split her body in two. She gasped and ran her fingers over them, feeling the softness in some of them, and the massive hardness of others. Some were ebony, and the jet-black shafts seemed to beckon her. She shuddered, reaching for the cock-shaped, curving ones, with rubber coatings and battery controls. She knew she had to pick one big enough to impress Brett, and yet one not too big. She grasped one and pulled it out of the cabinet.

She turned and went back to Brett, holding the vibrator in her shivering hand.

"Not bad," he said. "Now, start it up."

Dawn twisted the base of the vibrator. To her surprise, the long prick began to whir, shaking in her hand.

"Now, stick it up your cunt."

Dawn shivered, holding the rubber cock. He was staring at her, waiting. Slowly she moved the rubber cock between her legs; spreading them, opening the blonde slit of her pussy.

That was what horrified, and drove her crazy with lust at the same time; having to do it in front of him.

With a moan of submission, she spread her thighs; running the tip of the rubber vibrator over her cunt. The sparks of passion that burst out of the contact sent her rocking on her heels. Tears burst out of her eyes, as she suffered the humiliation of seeing Brett laughing at her.

"Yeah, come on, bitch, show me how much you really want it," he said. "You're the horniest little cunt I've seen in a long time; come on, admit it."

Dawn screamed, then broke into sobs, feeling rushes of lust bursting out of her clit as the hard rubber cock rubbed against it."

Brett laughed. "You'll admit it. Now, get it up your cunt."

"You beast!" Dawn sobbed, but he just grinned and leaned back in the chair, watching her.

With a groan, she slid the rubber cockhead into her pussy. It slid in easily on her juices, and she felt the throbbing prick pulsating in her cunt, sending fresh spasms of passion through her. It was only in an inch or so, but that was more than enough for her super-sensitive pussy. The churning prickhead pulsed in her cunt, and she gasped, pushing the thick vibrator deeper; rasping it over her pussy walls. Spreading her legs wider, she held the vibrator in her cunt, pushing it harder.

"Ohhhh, you beast, what are you doing to me?" she sobbed, fucking herself with the imitation cock, ramming it right up her cunt; holding it so tightly to her cunt that her fingers slid over her clit, adding to her excitement.

"Bring yourself off," Brett said, grinning nastily.

"Please, no!" Dawn moaned, shoving the vibrator in, then letting it slip on down until she rammed it in again. She spread her legs even wider. Her free hand was playing with her clit; rubbing the hard bud, letting her passions surge out.

"Come on, you beautiful bitch," Brett said softly. "Bring yourself off."

Dawn moaned, rubbing her clit; shuddering with passion as the vibrator and her fingers on her clit sent her soaring into new realms of lust.

"Tell me what it's like when you bring yourself off," Brett said softly. "What you do when you're in bed at night, playing with yourself. Come on, tell me."

Dawn gasped, guilt rushing up over her passion; making her break out in a new sweat.

"Tell me, or I'll have you over the bar! Come on, every nasty little detail. You lay in bed and you rub your pussy, come on."

"Please, no, no!" Dawn moaned, running the vibrator deeper in her cunt.

"Tell me!"

"Yes, yes I do!" she moaned. "I do, every night! I have to; I have to!"

"Why?"

"Because I need it so much! It's so wicked; so wicked!" Dawn sobbed, the vibrator deep in her cunt, churning over her pussy walls, driving her into spasms of lust.

"So why don't you fuck all the men you want?"

"Only wimps like James want me!" Dawn screamed. "No real man would want me! I'm ugly, stupid, horrible!"

She screamed and came, her cunt throbbing around the churning vibrator.

Brett laughed. He came close to the moaning, spasming blonde. "So you rub your pussy, and that's so wicked."

"Yes, yes," Dawn sobbed.

"So you have to be punished, don't you?"

"Yes, yes! Please, stop, please!" Dawn screamed, her hips jerking like mad; her cuntlips thrusting at the base of the vibrator, swallowing it effortlessly.

"Get my cock real wet for your arse!" Brett snapped. "You know how to do it."

Dawn sank to her knees; holding the vibrator inside her cunt, rubbing it over her pussy walls, as she slid her mouth along the massive prick length of Brett's cock. He held his cock for her; letting her move her mouth over his cockhead, taking it in, sucking on it, letting her saliva run all over it.

"Deeper!" he gasped.

Dawn shuddered, working her mouth down the massive shaft, taking it in until it reached the entrance to her throat. She was sure she would choke, but she gave a push, and the thick round cockhead was in her throat; throbbing as she licked at his shaft, getting it as wet as she could.

"Cum again! Now!"

The tone of his voice sent Dawn shuddering into an orgasm. She screamed, then sank her mouth down on his cock even further; wetting it as she came, her throat throbbing around his hard prick. Her fingers blurred on her clit, as she rammed the vibrator to the top of her shivering cunt with her other hand.

"Good," Brett said softly, "you're learning."

He held her there while she came, and moaned, her mouth sliding on his cock. His thick prick rammed into her throat, again and again, as her passion surged. Finally, he pulled back, making her lick and suck every inch of his cock, until her lips were running over his cockhead and she was moaning with helpless lust.

"Now, go and lean over the table and beg me to fuck your arse," he ordered.

Dawn crawled, holding the vibrator in her cunt, over to the table. She could hear Trina's muffled screams and the slap of the rod on the girl's arse. Throbbing with orgasm, Dawn leaned over the table and spread her legs, heaving her arse up, saliva drooling from her lips onto the polished tabletop.

"Please, please, fuck my arse!" she moaned, breaking into hot flashes of passion.

Brett stood behind her, running his hands over her arse.

"Beg me again!" He spanked her hard, his hand beating into her crimson buttocks.

Dawn screamed as the pain and lust surged through her. "Please, please, please! Fuck my arse! I want it so bad!"

"Bad enough to take this on your arse as I fuck it?" Brett said sharply, leaning forward and shoving a thin leather strap under Dawn's nose.

"Yes, yes!" she sobbed, jerking back at his cock that was already deep in her arse crack.

"Good," he murmured and leaned back.

Dawn felt his cock pushing toward her arse, working over the spasming ring of muscles until his cock was in position. Then he gave a shove and Dawn gasped. Her head was flung back, and she gave a moaning scream as his thick cock pushed into her arse. The sensation of Brett's cock, rubbing against the end of the vibrator through the thin fleshy divider that separated her cunt from her arse, sent new shudders of orgasm through her. She groaned, her arse thrusting back; taking another inch of his cock before she came up short, screaming in the mixture of pain and pleasure that swamped her.

Brett's cock rubbed against the churning vibrator, spreading her arse walls with its massive thickness, until she was sure her arse was going to break in two. At the same time, the horrible depraved lust that burst out of the contact sent her head spinning, as she came again. She sobbed, holding the vibrator deep in her cunt while Brett shoved again, and half his massive cock sank into her arse.

Dawn screamed, jerking against the table. Her arse and pussy were erupting with pain and lust as the two cocks worked over them, and Brett was making sure that she got the full measure of both.

With long, slow, deliberate thrusts, he fucked his cock deep in her arse, then slid it out again, holding his cockhead at the very entrance of her arse. Dawn's moans and screams mounted as she jerked back; trying to get more of his thick fuck-rod. When she was going out of her mind, Brett slammed in hard; filling her arse with his cock, making her scream even harder as the lust and pain broke over her in waves of orgasm.

"Beg me for it." He chuckled.

"No, no, please, no!"

Her fingers worked her clit until she was gasping in constant wails of lust, and her arse and pussy spasmed around the pricks buried in them.

"Yessss!" Eva snarled as she held Trina's mouth to her pussy and thrust her wet slit against the girl's face. "Do it for me! Come on, show me what a good girl you can be."

Eva gurgled with satisfaction, her cunt gushing over Trina's face as she came.

"How much more, lady?" Jack asked, whipping Trina's arse; staring at the red flesh, his hand working his cock slowly.

"Until I tell you to stop!" Eva moaned, rubbing her nipples with one hand.

She opened another button on the front of her dress, so she could get to her tits more easily. Trina sobbed and moaned, sucking for all she was worth.

"Yes, yes, that's it! Now, whip her real hard, come on!" Eva screamed, her thighs opening even wider; her cunt juices running into Trina's mouth. "Bite me, bitch! Show me how much you want to hurt me!"

As the rod lashed her arse, Trina bit hard into Eva's clit; chewing the hard fleshy bud, rasping it between her teeth. The rod whipped her harder and her mouth worked viciously, biting at the spasming wet flesh, until Eva gave a scream of total lust and jerked on the stool, her pussy gushing juices as she came.

"Yeaaass, yeaaassss!" Eva gasped, her arse spasming, her thighs spread as wide as they would go. "One more stroke, and make it a good one!"

Jack put all he had into the rod, his cock throbbing in his hands. He whipped Trina's arse, breaking the skin. The bound girl gave a horrible wail, and chewed on Eva's clit for all she was worth.

Eva screamed as she climaxed. There was blood, as well as juices on her clit, as she pulled away from Trina's mouth and stood up painfully.

"Not bad, whore," she said, "now you get to be fucked, you like that?"

"You bitch!" Trina screamed.

"Fuck her," Eva said, smoothing her dress down over her thighs.

"Yeah, sure!" Jack gasped.

He threw the rod away, advancing on Trina, holding his cock. He didn't wait; just ran his prickhead over her clit and slammed it right in to the top of her cunt.

Trina screamed, as she was reamed out by the hot young cook, her cunt spasming around the raging prick that filled it.

"Ohhh, fuck, yeah!" Jack gasped; holding Trina's arse, pulling at her flesh, driving more pain into her helpless body. "Boy, I'm gonna cum soon!"

Brett drove his prick into the depths of Dawn's arse, and she spasmed in orgasm; her anal walls shuddering over the thick shaft, her pussy throbbing around the vibrator. Her climaxes surged.

Brett gave a long drawn-out moan of lust, and his cock speeded up in her shit-pit, fucking her arse with growing urgency. Dawn knew he was close to cumming and that sent extra shivers of emotion through her. She hugged the tabletop; her mouth running a wet line along it as she moaned and thrust, with her climaxes tearing into her with each thrust of his prick.

"Okay, bitch, here it cums!" Brett yelled.

He lashed a thin strap into Dawn's arse, just inches from where his cock vanished between her buttocks.

It was as if a volcano went off inside Dawn. Great spouts of climax broke through her. She screamed; ramming the vibrator into her cunt, thrusting up as the next lash of the strap whipped her arse, and the cum burst out of Brett's balls.

"Fuuuuuck!" he roared, jerking and heaving, hot white cum gushing up his cockshaft and pouring into Dawn's arse. "You take it, you little whore!"

He lashed her buttocks. With a great groan, he forced her down on his cock, cum spouting out of his piss-slit, filling Dawn's arse.

"Aaaghhh! No, please!" Dawn screamed, her head spinning helplessly until she had no idea where she was.

Her arse throbbed around his shooting cock, and the sucking of her two fuck-passages brought her two more screaming climaxes. Cum gushed into her arse as Brett's prick spurt out his hot seed.

"Ooohhhhhh, God! Fuck! Help!" Dawn screamed, tossing out of control on the tabletop.

"You bitch, beg for it!" Brett yelled, as his cock emptied more of his seething lust into Dawn's arse.

His cock rasped over her anal walls, rubbing against the vibrator, and sending his cum shooting out even harder. He gasped and lashed Dawn's arse with the strap, watching as it bit into her flesh and she screamed with more helpless passion. Cum oozed out of her arse as she rode his cock. It ran down between her thighs, and oozed over her fingers as she held the vibrator in her cunt. Her grip began to slip, and she grabbed at the whirring fake cock, forcing it back up into her pussy.

The strap lashed into her arse as Brett's cock gave a massive leap. The vibrator hit the top of her cunt, and Dawn cascaded over the peak of her lust. She sobbed on the tabletop, unable to think straight.

"Fuck, ohhhh, fuck!" Brett bellowed, as his cock finally gave out the last of his cum. He gasped and held his cock high in her arse while his cock throbbed and oozed cum. "Jesus, if you don't wake up, bitch, I dunno what I'm gonna do with you."

He whipped her arse with the strap and Dawn gave a low moan.

"Fuck me," he gasped, working his slowly softening cock in Dawn's arse, rubbing the strap against her arse-flesh.

Dawn sobbed. Her fingers lost their grip on the vibrator. Shame and disgust were surging through her. Slowly, her still spasming muscles forced the vibrator out of her cunt and it dropped to the carpet, gleaming with her cuntal juices. She was dizzy with fatigue.

Brett leaned over her. "Tell me just how much you want it!"

"No! Please let me go! Haven't you done enough to me?"

"Fuckin' Jesus!" Brett snarled. "Won't you ever learn?"

Dawn sobbed and wept on the floor, desperately hoping they would leave her alone. But Brett was furious and he pulled her up at once, slamming her face-down on the table.

"Stay there or get tied up!" he snapped.

She sobbed, listening to the yells and moans as Jack slammed his cock in and out of Trina's hot sopping-wet cunt. He rammed the shrieking Trina into the bar with all his force, as his cock reamed her cunt out.

"Yeah, yeah!" he yelled. "Fuck, this is good! I'm gonna shoot, I'm gonna shoooooot!"

Dawn raised her head and looked. Jack slammed his cock into Trina's pussy, his arse jerking out of control. Trina's legs and arms strained at the bonds and her little slit bounced to the beat of Jack's raging cock.

"You bastard! You fuckers!" Trina wailed, her beet-red arse slapping against Jack's loins, as he fucked her faster and harder.

She gave a scream, one that was such a mixture of pain and lust that Dawn felt her pussy getting wet at the sound of it. It reminded her of what she had suffered. She shivered.

"Don't call me a bastard, you fuckin' cunt, you're cumming!" Jack roared, as his thick cock jerked in and out of Trina's cunt. "You're cumming, you bitch!"

He spanked Trina's red arse and she gasped, wailing in pain and lust as she rolled on the rail.

"No, you fucker, no!" she screamed, but it was obvious to everybody that she was cumming.

Her legs tensed and danced. Her arse jerked, and her dark hair brushed the floor in furious strokes as passion overwhelmed her. With a shriek, she climaxed; her cunt sucking at Jack's cock as he roared with lust.

"Yeaaahh, tell me, whore, tell me!" he crowed, hot streams of cum rushing up his cockshaft and pouring into Trina's spasming cunt. "Come on, you're cumming, bitch!"

He spanked her and Trina gave a squeal of passion.

"You'll have to spank me harder then that!"

"Bitch!" he yelled, spanking her arse harder. "Come on, tell me!"

Thick gobs of cum rushed out of his cock and into Trina's pussy.

"No, no, no!" Trina screamed, her pussy sucking and spasming around his shooting cockshaft. "Never, no!" He spanked her again and then she lunged back at him, taking his cock to the very depths of her cunt, gasping with undisguised lust.

Dawn found that she was gently rubbing her pussy as she watched, her fingers sliding over her wet clit. Guiltily she stopped, pulling her legs together and tried to look away. But the screams of lust coming from Trina turned her head back to look and her fingers crept down again, reaching for her tingling cunt. She rubbed her clit and spasms of passion shot out of the contact.

In a fever of shame, Dawn looked for Brett and Eva. They were standing quietly, watching Trina and Jack. She watched Trina get her cunt filled with cum and cock. Her fingers blurred on her clit and the little blonde librarian surged up to the brink of another cum. She rubbed her pussy, her tits pressed into the tabletop, rubbing at it for more contact. But still she couldn't crest, however hard she tried.

"You fucker!" Jack yelled, as his cock spat out his final gobs of thick cum.

He gave Trina one last spanking and then gave out; holding his cock in her pussy, rattling the rail and Trina.

Trina giggled. "With a bit of training, you'll be a good lay."

"Oh, yeah?" he snarled. He pulled his cock out of her cunt. He unstrapped her ankles. "You need some manners taught to you, bitch!"

"So teach me," Trina whimpered as she rubbed her wrist that he'd just freed.

"I just might."

He unclipped her other wrist, and Trina pulled herself upright, sliding her arms around his neck.

"How about we go and practice?" she murmured, sliding her legs between his.

"Later!" Brett snapped. "We're gonna show this bitch who she is."

"We know who she is," Trina pouted.

"Do it!" Brett snapped and turned away.

"Come on," Trina said, and helped Jack pull his pants back on.

Then, they left.

"Okay," Brett said as he walked toward Dawn.

She had slowed her pussy-rubbing.

"You lay there and take what we do. You can even rub your cunt all the time, how about that?" he laughed, but Dawn didn't stop rubbing her pussy. The demand in her flesh was too great. "But if you try to stop us - then you'll be tied down and left to anybody who wants you, all night long. And that's a bitch, baby. Even Trina can't take that. Lot of perverts around this place, you understand?"

Dawn clutched the tabletop. She saw Brett go over to the closet, reaching for the ebony rods. She tried to bury her face in the tabletop.

Brett brought the rods over. There were four of them and each one got fatter and longer, until the biggest one had to be the thickness of her arm and two feet long. Dawn gave a gurgling moan as he put them on the table in front of her, and tossed a tube of something beside them.

"Cream 'em up," he said. "They're going up your arse, so you'll want them nice and slippery."

Dawn shuddered as she reached for the rods.

It was desperately humiliating; rubbing cream onto the thick black rods so that they could be shoved up her arse. Brett, Eva, and Benny stood close to the table, Benny looking rather uneasy as his cock swelled in his hand. He gripped it tighter, each time Dawn picked up a bigger rod.

Finally, Dawn had all the rods greased, and she laid the last one down. She wept, trying to forget that this horrible thing was happening to her.

The door opened, and Trina came in, along with Jack and a bunch of other workers at the hotel; both boys and girls. They were all young and they giggled at the sight of Dawn, clinging to the tabletop, weeping her heart out.

"Watch this; all of you," Brett said. "But nobody does anything unless I say so."

He nodded to Eva and she went to the closet and came back with a small cat whip, the knotted tails swinging from her hand.

Dawn felt her pussy throb, and she shivered with horrible expectation. The crowd drew closer around her, making her shiver again. She bit her lip, as Brett picked up the smallest ebony rod and went to her arse. She felt the touch of the smooth round end between her buttocks. She tensed, gripping the tabletop.

"On the table, Benny," Eva said.

He almost jumped on; his cock sticking out, throbbing with arousal.

Brett pushed the rod into Dawn's arse, opening her arse with ease.

Dawn gasped as the massive rod invaded her shit-pit, sliding on the cream; in and out. She moaned, and her back arched as the pain boiled in her guts.

"Good," Brett said softly, easing the ebony rod in and out; increasing the length of the stroke each time.

Benny grabbed her hair and rubbed his cock over her lips.

"Suck it, honey; you've got a lot of sucking to do," Eva said.

Dawn trembled. She knew she was trapped. She opened her lips, letting Benny's cock slide into her mouth, while she moaned to the fuckstroke of the thick ebony rod in her arse. She gripped the tabletop, her mouth open, gasping around the thick prick thrusting between her lips.

"Fuck, she's good!" Benny murmured, looking triumphantly at his co- workers; his cock sliding into Dawn's throat.

The little blonde librarian took his cock easily; sliding it into her throat, her mouth pumping on his shaft.

Brett pushed, and the ebony rod vanished into Dawn's arse, until only his grip on the end stopped it from sliding all the way in, out of sight. Dawn lurched; her lips sank to the base of Benny's cock and her throat sucked at his prickhead with a power that made him gasp with lust.

Several of the watching boys and girls giggled and wriggled.

Brett slid the rod back out, raking it out of Dawn's shivering arse in a long smooth movement that made her moan in pain. Her arse throbbed, waiting for another invasion.

It came. The second rod was pushed into her arse. It was over a foot long, as thick as Dawn's wrist, and even the push of just the tip into her arse brought a long groan of pain from her. Her arse was stretched to the limit as the black monster sank in, its rigid length filling her arse. Her mouth sank over Benny's cock, taking it right into her throat again and he leaned back, his prick swollen as Dawn sucked at it.

"Fuckin' cunts!" he whispered. "This chick can suck! Ohhh, fuck, she can!"

He gasped and jerked as Brett raped Dawn's arse with the ebony rod, working it in and out of her arse with faster, harder strokes. Several of the young workers gathered around, watching the thick ebony rod slide in and out of Dawn's tight, shuddering arse.

The librarian groaned, opening her throat to take the last inch of Benny's cock. The rod worked deep in her guts, churning her arse up, making her moan and toss with seething passions that were pain and pleasure, all mixed together. Her arse jerked as it was reamed out. Her thighs trembled and her fingernails ran along the polished tabletop, scratching it.

"Rub your pussy," Eva hissed in Dawn's ear. "Do it, now!"

Dawn's fingers ran down under her heaving body until they reached between her spread thighs. She caressed her pussy; the wet slippery gash opening for her fingers and the eyes of the workers standing around watching her. Spasms of lust shot out of the contact.

Benny lurched on the tabletop, his hands flat on either side of her, thrusting his cock to the limit into Dawn's sucking throat.

"Yeahh, I'm cumming!" he yelled.

Brett began driving the ebony rod in and out of Dawn's arse with faster, harder strokes; grinning, as he watched her frantic fingers blur on her pussy. The surges of lust building in the helpless blonde were driving her out of her mind. Her throat opened even wider, sucking at Benny's cock as he gave a great yell of lust and shot a stream of cum out of his piss slit, deep in Dawn's throat.

"Suck it up!" he roared, his arse jerking out of control, ramming his cock between Dawn's lips so fast that his balls slapped her chin. "Aaahhh! Yesss!"

His cock spewed another thick wad of cum into Dawn's throat.

Dawn's arse throbbed as the ebony rod slammed in and out, churning in her guts with its massive stiff length. Her throat took the last jets of Benny's cum and she swallowed them, sucking on the softening cock.

"Ooohhh, fuck, that was good!" Benny gasped, and then pulled his cock out of Dawn's mouth, cum still oozing from his cock-slit.

Brett slowed the rod, stroking it in Dawn's quivering arse until he pulled it out. She gave a low moaning scream. Her fingers rolled on her clit with even more urgency.

"Don't worry, baby; I got an even bigger one for you."

Dawn shrieked, her legs trembling as she watched Brett take up the next ebony rod. It was a foot and a half long and thicker than the thickest salami. It gleamed in the light as he ran the massive tip over Dawn's arse-crack.

Dawn moaned and wept. One of the boys was on the table and placed his cock at her lips. She didn't even look up; just opened her mouth and took the fucker in, sucking on the rock-hard flesh. He groaned, his prick trembled, and Dawn knew he was going to shoot very soon, he was so hot.

Brett pushed on the ebony rod and Dawn shrieked in pure agonized pain. Her anal muscles were stretched until she was sure they were splitting, and the enormous thick rod worked into her arse just an inch or so. She gripped the cock in her mouth and rubbed her fingers on her clit as hard as she could, trying to diminish the pain.

Brett pushed again and the ebony rod slid into her arse, tearing at her anal walls. As the rod filled her guts, she felt as if the tip was about to hit the end of the cock in her mouth. She shuddered, her arse erupting with pain and lust as the rod stroked in and out, working over her arse.

Then, as the rod slid out of her arse, Eva whipped her arse with the cat tails. This stroke was nowhere near as bad as some Dawn had taken, but with everything else, it sent her over the edge into an immediate climax. Her arse throbbed. Her legs trembled, and her throat opened, taking the boy's cock right in. Her throat spasmed around his throbbing cockhead, sucking even harder as the rod slammed into her arse, filling her arse before pulling back. When only six or so inches of it were in her shit-pit, Eva lashed her crimson arse. Dawn's scream bubbled out from around the boy's cock, while her throat sucked the cum out of his balls in a long stream.

"Fuuuck!" the boy roared. "Oohhh, Jesus, ohhhh!"

His cum jetted into Dawn's throat, but she hardly noticed it. Her arse jerked back for the rod and the whip. She took another mouthful of cum as Eva lashed her arse and the rod plunged back in, raping her arse. Her fingers rolled on her clit; slowly now, sliding on the freely flowing juices.

The boy yelled as his cock was sucked dry by Dawn's mouth. He fell back on the table, his prick pouring cum, his eyes glazed with satisfaction.

Dawn screamed as she sucked at his prick, taking the ooze of cum that was all he had left. She pumped her head up and down, but his cock was dry and was softening. She moaned, thrusting back for the whip, but, as it landed, Brett pulled the rod out of her arse and she shrieked, her anal walls collapsing, throbbing with pain.

"Now the last one," Brett said.

One of the girls climbed onto the table, giggling; her little short uniform skirt pulled up, her panties off. Dawn sank her mouth over the girl's dark pussy mound, gripping the girl's thighs. She sucked at the hot flesh, getting a giggle and a moan from the pretty dark-haired girl.

Then Dawn felt the push of the biggest ebony rod of all.

She screamed, her ring of anal entrance muscles throbbing with the pain as they tried to stretch far enough. Brett pushed and Dawn shrieked again, her body jerking on the table. Eva whipped her arse as she heaved and took in several inches of the massive endless rod.

The pain rushed over the helpless librarian. She sucked the girl's clit and savaged it, sucking and biting at the hot flesh. The girl gave a yell and gripped Dawn's hair, rubbing her cunt over the blonde's teeth, moaning as she got more and more excited.

Dawn felt her anal muscles throbbing with pain, as the enormous thick rod pushed in. Throbbing pain rushed over her in surging waves. Eva lashed her arse. Brett pushed the rod harder and several more inches of it vanished into Dawn's arse; the enormous arm-thick black skewer pushed right into the tight ring of muscles that protected Dawn's arse.

The workers gathered around, watching in amazement as Dawn's arse took the rod, while her whipped buttocks clutched and throbbed at the monster sliding between them.

Brett worked over a foot of the ebony rod into Dawn's arse, keeping her screaming all the way; the massive rod forcing her to straighten out, pulling her spine up, her body going rigid as the pole invaded her arse. The rod touched something in Dawn, and she screamed like a banshee; holding the table tight, her mouth on the girl's cunt, her body rigid with pain and a quivering climax. Brett slid the rod out, and Dawn's screams died away, then climbed again as Eva lashed her arse, beating into her red flesh.

In a haze of blind fury, Dawn sucked at the little girl's pussy, sending her into shrieks of passion. She gripped Dawn's hair, pulling the blonde's mouth onto her cunt even harder as she jerked on the tabletop, her little uniform skirt flicking against the shiny surface.

"Oh, do it! That's so nice! Ohhh, fuck! It's great having a girl do it... oh fuck, they can suck pussy!"

Suddenly Dawn felt infinitely more experienced and worldly than the girl. The girl had probably been fucking for years, but in one night Dawn had done more than she would ever do. Savagely, Dawn bit the girl's clit, driving another shriek of satisfaction from the little dark-haired girl. She held on with her teeth; sucking and licking, sending the girl crazy with passion.

Brett and Eva were playing with Dawn, making her sob and scream with passion, whenever they wanted. Brett slid the rod into her arse, and then he twisted it, sending Dawn screaming in tense raging spasms of passion. The rod was so long that Eva could whip Dawn whenever she wanted. So the cat lashed into the crimson bruises of Dawn's arse, driving screams of horrible lust from the librarian.

"Now, tell us how much you want it!" Brett yelled, rolling the rod, pulling it back an inch or so, then rolling it deeper.

Dawn screamed, biting and sucking at the little dark-haired girl's slit until she gave a scream and rolled away, off the table, gasping with the end of her climax. But Dawn's raging orgasm just went on and on, surging over her.

Dawn went tense as she held herself on the edge.

"Noooo! You can't, no!" she screamed, her body wet with sweat.

"One last chance, baby," Brett said, rolling the rod. "Tell us how much you want it!"

"No, no, you perverts! You hurt me! You hurt me!" Dawn screamed.

Dawn shrieked as they started on her. The rod pushed in and out of her arse faster, and Eva lashed her arse with stronger strokes, whipping into her sore flesh with no mercy at all. She rolled on the table, her body erupting at everything they did to her.

Brett pushed the rod into her arse, slamming the entire enormous thick length into Dawn's shit-pit.

Dawn went rigid, screaming; her back as tense as a knife blade. The ebony rod rolled in her guts and she climaxed as if she was going to shatter into pieces. The rod pushed into her guts, going deeper, ripping, tearing her body to shreds. Her guts erupted, and she screamed in the most diabolical pleasure she had ever known. It raged through her until she passed out.


A door closed. Dawn stirred, lifting her head. It was pitch dark and she had no idea where she was. She was kneeling; tied face-down over a soft round pillow. She wriggled and thought she was on a bed. Then she heard them.

"Which end do you want?" a boy asked.

"I want her cunt."

Dawn shivered and lay quiet.

"Okay, fuck, you got it; I want that mouth."

Suddenly their hands were all over her, and Dawn gave a shriek of horror, pulling against the bonds that held her, but she was securely tied at the wrists, knees, and ankles.

"Get away from me!" she screamed.

The boys laughed.

There was the touch of a thin rod on Dawn's arse.

"No, no... aaahahhh! Stop it, no!" Dawn screamed, jerking wildly.

"Don't argue, bitch. We've come to fuck you; any more shit and you'll hurt a lot."

A strange excitement rushed through her. She would have no idea which boy had fucked her, and there was a perverted thrill in that. She moaned and felt her pussy juices flowing.

A cock bobbed at Dawn's lips. She opened her lips and let the throbbing cock slide into her mouth. The boy's prick was smooth and strong. She slid it into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down on it, working it over until the boy gave a gasp of lust.

"Yeahhhh!" he sighed, holding her blonde hair and thrusting his cock at her throat.

Then came the push of another cock at her pussy. It slid against her wet clit, and Dawn gurgled with passion, her pussy walls throbbing in expectation. It slid in, rubbing against her cuntal walls, driving sharp sparks of lust into the bound librarian. She moaned on the soft pillow, her arse thrusting, her mouth sliding down the full length of the prick, taking the ball of his cockhead right into her throat.

"Oohhh, fuck, yeah!" the boy she was sucking moaned. He gripped her hair harder, filling her throat with his rampant cockmeat. "Fuck, just imagine if we had this after every shift, hey?"

The other boy chuckled, ramming his fucker to the top of Dawn's cunt, rolling it around in the warm, sucking tube.

"If only," he gasped. "Fuck!"

He speeded up, his cock sliding harder into Dawn's pussy, his loins slapping her buttocks.

Her arse was still as sore as hell, and the contact sent shivers of pain through Dawn that only sent her lust higher. She gasped, not caring any longer that they knew she was aroused. Her throat throbbed and sucked at the cockhead, and her pussy spasmed on the thick prick fucking her from behind.

The boys reached for her tits, playing with them in turn, rolling her soft tit-mounds in their hands.

"Fuck, oh fuck!" the boy sliding his cock deep into her throat gasped. "She's got me going... ohhh, fuck!"

He gave a long drawn-out moan of lust and shoved his cock at her throat with a fury that told her she was about to get another mouthful of cum.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he yelled, his cock blurring in and out between her lips, his cockshaft throbbing and swelling as the cum flooded up his shaft.

"Wow, you told me she was hot, but fuck!" the other boy yelled, his thick shaft ramming to the hilt in Dawn's spasming cunt. "Jeezz, ohhhhh!"

He gripped her buttocks as his cock slammed in and out, throbbing, swelling as cum gushed out of his balls.

"Yeaaahhh!" the other boy yelled and shot a thick wad of cum into Dawn's sucking mouth. "Ohhh, fuck, fuck, she can suck!"

Dawn was ashamed of her passion as the hot cum boiled into her mouth. She rolled the cock juice around in her mouth, tasting it as it poured out, filling her sucking throat. She pulled back a little, taking the salty goo on her lips for a moment before she plunged her head down the spurting shaft once more, letting the cum gush into her mouth and into her throat.

"Urrhh, fuck! This is the best!" the boy yelled, his hips shaking as he emptied his load in her mouth. "Fuck, oohh, fuck!"

He held her head; pulling back, jerking his cockhead over her lips as he shot more white goo.

Dawn gasped, her pussy spasming around the other cock as the fuck juice gushed into her cunt. The boy was yelling, his prick shooting cum, his hands gripping her arse, nearly driving her over into orgasm.

But the pain wasn't enough.

Dawn tightened her cunt around the cock as it filled her pussy with juice. Her mouth took the other prick to the base again, but the boy was already shot out, his cock-slit just oozing cum into her wildly sucking throat. She moaned, her pussy throbbing, her arms and legs aching, but the passion rang through her without giving her any real satisfaction.

"Fuck, what a bitch!" the boy fucking her cunt gasped as his stream of cum gave out. He pulled Dawn up on his cock as the last gob of cum shot out of it, and then he fell back, gasping with satisfaction. "Fuck, that was great!"

The two of them pulled their fuckers out of her and left.

Dawn lay there, crouched on the pillow, passion surging through her. Slowly her lust subsided, but then, just as she was about to drop off to sleep again, the door opened.

She could hear them in the darkness, two more boys. They giggled as they ran their hands over her bound body, feeling for her arse and face. She gave in at once, taking a cock in her mouth and then gasping as the other boy rammed his prick at her arse.

Her arse had been fucked enough that night, but it seemed particularly sensitive as it got another cock rammed into it. Her anal walls trembled and jerked. She moaned, sucking on the long slim cock at her mouth, taking it effortlessly into her throat.

"Yeah, come on, honey! Take it right in! Gimme a good dose of head!" the boy whispered.

Dawn gave him more than that. Her throat spasmed around his prickhead and he moaned with lust, his balls tightening, his hands running under Dawn and feeling her sore, thrusting tits.

"Yeah, baby, baby!" he gasped. "Do it! Do it! Feel my cock! Come on, bitch!"

He twisted Dawn's nipples viciously, jerking his cock at her mouth.

Dawn shoved her mouth down on his cock, wanting to scream at him to work her nipples harder, to give her more pain. His fingers twisted and almost set her off, but already his cock was bursting with cum, and the other cock wasn't even tight in her arse yet.

"Yeah, oohh, yeah!" the boy yelled, his prick throbbing as cum surged out of his balls. He gave Dawn another mouthful of cum.

She moaned, thrusting her tits at his hands, but he had already lost interest. Dawn sobbed as her arse was invaded by the other cock. Even the rasping of male cockflesh on her anal walls and the hot spurts of cum couldn't bring her off.

The boy fucking her arse spanked her, as he rammed his cock in deeper. She screamed and rammed the still-spurting prick into her throat, taking the final gulps of cum, swallowing them as the thick cock poured out more juice. But he was giving out already, his cock softening just when she needed more hard prick. She lapped up the cum that oozed from his cock-slit with greedy desire, but he was already pulling it out, just as the second boy got his cock into her arse to the limit. She lay there, moaning as her arse was reamed out, the thick young cock sliding in and out as the boy felt her sucking anal walls working over his stiff prick. He grunted and gasped, spanking her, but never hard enough. Dawn sobbed as the assfucker gave a long yell of lust and slammed his shaft in harder, lifting her up on his stiff cock.

He didn't say a word as he came, just poured out hot sticky cum into her arse, his hands gripping her thighs, his cockhead deep in her guts.

Dawn was trying to get off, but failing. He pulled his cock out of her arse while it still sucked desperately at his prick. The two boys left. Three more times it happened. Once it was a girl and a boy. But each time Dawn had to suck while she was fucked and she never got satisfaction. She had a feeling it was close to dawn, a faint line of light showed above her head.

The door opened again.

Two people moved closer and suddenly there was an enormous cock at her lips.

Dawn moaned.

"Beg for it."

"No, no, stop this, stop it!" Dawn moaned, her mouth jabbing down to get at the enormous prick.

A thin cane lashed her arse. Dawn gave a shriek of lust, jerking up on the pillow, as she hovered on the brink of cumming.

"Beg for it."

"No, don't, let me go!" Dawn wept, her lips moving over the rock-hard cockshaft, kissing at it slavishly.

Her pussy ran juices, her blonde hair fell across her face and her whole body burned with a fire that was already out of control.

The cane lashed her arse, beating right across both cheeks, and Dawn nearly leaped out of her bonds. She surged up to the edge of orgasm once more and hung there.

"Beg for it."

"Whip me!" she screamed. "Whip me!"

She bobbed her head for the cock, but it was just too far out of reach.

"Beg for it."

The cane ran over her arse, so softly that Dawn screeched and went out of her mind, her arse jerking up.

"Noooo... aaagahhh! Please, stop, please!" she begged.

"Beg for it, and you can have that cock in any hole you want and be whipped while you cum."

"Please, please, let me have the cock! Whip me, please, hurt me! I want cock! I want to be hurt, please! Whip me, give me everything! Hurt meeeeeee!"

"Yeahhhh," Brett said and his massive cock slid into her mouth.

With a gurgle of lust, Dawn sank the rod into her throat and heaved her arse up as the cane lashed into it. She screamed, and burst over the top into climax. Her body pulsated and her throat throbbed around the massive cock.

"So, which hole, baby? Your choice," he whispered.

The cane lashed her arse, sending Dawn's orgasm surging higher. She screamed, jerking in release.

"My arse!" she wailed. "Fuck my arse!"

"You got it, baby!"

Dawn lay across the pillow, cumming endlessly as the cane whipped her arse.

Brett's massive 10-inch cock rammed in her arse, churning orgasms from her with each slamming fuck-stroke.


On Monday morning, James looked up from his desk and saw Dawn in the doorway. He almost jumped out of his chair.

For Dawn had changed. Big time. It started with her face. Her old glasses were gone, replaced by big, thin-framed, black ones that added deadliness to the sensuality of her eyes. She wore makeup accentuating her high cheekbones. Her lipstick was a dark red and the pout of her mouth somehow told him he was in trouble.

And her clothes were different. Instead of the old dowdy dresses, she wore a flattering, pale-blue, turtle-necked sweater that didn't hide the swell of her tits at all. Below that, she had on a suede skirt that ended several inches above her knees. It flared out and flicked as she moved, almost showing her stocking tops.

Now that James could see her legs he almost passed out, and a bulge started in the crotch of his pants. For Dawn's wonderful thighs and calves were now pushed into perfect shape by a pair of spiked five-inch heels.

She paraded forward, holding a letter.

"This is for you," she said. "I'm taking over."

He gasped and tore open the envelope. He went white as he read the letter. It was from his boss, Brett Danzinger; informing him that he was out of a job and Dawn was now running the library.

He glanced up at her, but Dawn was looking around the room, taking mental notes on what changes she wanted.

"But, this can't be!" James moaned.

"Call him; you know the number."

When James put the phone back down, his hand was shaking.

"You can't do this to me!" he gasped and almost burst into tears.

"We can and we did!" Dawn snapped. "Now, get out."

She stood there while James cleared out his desk and put his things in his briefcase. Then, eyes down, he started for the door.

"You want a job here?" Dawn asked, one hand on her hip.

He swung around, his pathetic groveling nature suddenly very obvious. "Yes, yes, please, Dawn, I won't..."

"Miss Edwards!" Dawn snapped.

"Please, Miss Edwards, I'll do whatever you say, and I won't get out of line at all. I need a job! I owe so much money!"

Dawn sneered at him. "Lock the door and come here!"

He came up to her and gasped, as she spread her legs and slid her hands over her skirt. The little skirt eased up, showing more of her incredible legs and her stocking tops. The bulge in his pants throbbed desperately.

"On your knees," she ordered.

He obeyed at once, his eyes bugging out of his head.

"Take my panties off... they clip at the sides."

James ran his hands up under her skirt and reached for the clips at the sides of her tight white leather panties. His fumbling fingers unclipped her panties and they fell away, revealing her juicy pussy.

"Suck my cunt." Dawn spread her legs around him, pulling his mouth to her pussy, dropping her skirt over his head.

He went crazy on her pussy, drawing her soft flesh into his mouth and working his tongue over her clit in a fury of submission. Dawn forced his mouth tightly to her cunt and gave a long shudder of orgasm. She held him there, rubbing her cunt all over his face, gripping his hair, rasping her clit against his lips and teeth.

"Come on, you little shit! Suck me, if you want a job!" she snarled.

She laughed, her pussy running juices all over James's face, spasms of satisfaction rushing over her. She took one final shudder of cum and pushed his face away.

"We've got work to do!" she snapped. "You can start my old job! Get on with it!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Edwards, whatever you say." He stood up and wiped his wet face.

Dawn looked him up and down. "Show me your cock."

He obeyed at once, pulling his rather small but rock-hard fucker out of his pants. He was shaking with expectation, hoping that he would finally get to stick his prick in Dawn's wonderful cunt.

But she looked it over, picked up her panties, and sat down behind the desk. She pulled out several tissues from the box and held them out to him.

"Jerk off in these."

"But, but, Miss Edwards ..."

"If you want a job," Dawn said.

His shaking hand took the tissues, and he held them over the end of his cock as he rubbed it, gasping with humiliation and hopeless lust.

Dawn slid her panties back on, watching him idly as he worked his prick.

He moaned, and gasped as a stream of cum gushed out into the tissues. He shuddered, as Dawn casually slid her sweater up and gave him a show of her tits, as she pretended to adjust something in her underwear.

"Uuurrhhh!" His hand was a blur, his cum pouring into the tissues.

Dawn dropped her sweater and watched him shoot the last drops of his cum into the tissues.

"You'll report to me fifteen minutes early every morning. I need sucking every morning and you'll do it. If your cock gets hard, you'll jerk off. Now get out."

"Yes, yes, Miss Edwards!" He zipped himself up and left.

Dawn picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hi, Eva," she purred. "It all went fine. Yeah." She giggled. "Oh, hi, Brett; I didn't know you guys had two phones. Yeah, well, great. When are you going to be able to inspect the library; you know, see how I'm doing?"

She gasped as she eased her little panties aside and caressed her clit.

"Yes, I know there's all next weekend, but I can't wait that long. I know it's my first day, but you mustn't let that stop you. I'm gonna make a list of all my mistakes and you have to punish me for them. I'll see you at five. Both of you. Yes, yes, please, you know how bad I need it. Thanks. Bye."

She put the phone down and managed to get her fingers off her clit. She had work to do.

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