OBJECT OF AFFECTION part 6 of 8

{ASS} Object of Affection 6 {Belany} (blackmail humil n/c mmmfF tort oral)

By Belany


CHAPTER 16

"OK, Mrs Jones." Albie hustled her inside his apartment and locked the door. "You really screwed up my lunchtime with all that bra and panties shit. So I haven't had a fuck since this morning, and I need to start pumping your cunt right now. That means you better hurry up and get naked!"

My God, she thought - my tender young lover! Hurry up and get naked so I can rape you again.

She was just reaching for the buttons on her blouse when the doorbell rang. "Shit!" said Albie. "Who the hell's that? And just when I was getting ready for a fuck." He went to the door and peered through the peephole. "Hey," he said delightedly, "it's Joey! And it looks like he's got a girl with him!"

"Hi, buddy," said Joey as the door opened. "We saw you driving into the carpark as we came in off the street." He turned to the girl beside him. "This is Donna. She's fourteen."

Donna was slightly built, with short dark hair and an impish smile. Her dark eyes flashed as she looked up at Albie. "Hi, big boy," she said. "I've heard a lot about you." She moved up beside him and slipped an arm around his shoulders. "Wanna fuck?"

Albie just gaped at her, suddenly speechless. "Hey, what's the matter, kid?" said Joey. "I told you I had some spares for you in my little black book, and here's one of them." He grinned at the other boy. "So what are you waiting for?"

"I..."

Donna took over. "Which is your bedroom, big boy? This one?" She started propelling him towards the door of his room, with her arm still firmly around his shoulders. "Let's get in there and get naked and get humping." She smiled at him again. "OK with you?"

"Oh God," said Albie as Donna casually pushed the door shut behind them. It hit the door jamb and bounced back slightly, sitting there ajar. There was a short lull, and then sounds started drifting out through the opening.

"Ooooh - my God! Look at the size of your dick! How big is it when you've got a hard on, for God's sake? Let me suck it and see..."

"Ohhhhhh... Ohhhhhh... Oh God - Donnaaaaa!..."

"And now it's your turn, big boy. Let me show you about eating pussy. You'll love it!" A girlish giggle. "And so will I!..."

Joey turned to the woman beside him and smiled. "Sounds like they're getting on OK. Wouldn't you say so, Mrs Jones?"

She just stood there, rigid with shock, staring in disbelief at the almost-closed door. "My God..." she whispered.

"Yeah," said Joey, "she's a fast worker, isn't she?" He moved up beside her and slid one hand up the inside of her thigh. "So why don't we get naked and get humping too?"

"Oh God." She let Joey lead her away to the master bedroom, and then just stood there dumbly while he stripped her.

"Hey," he said in surprise, "what are those marks on your tits?" He grabbed a breast in one hand and looked closely at it. "They look like... like those neat little crocodile clips from Uncle Jake's store." He stopped, and then grinned up at her. "You been wearing a bra to school, Mrs Jones?"

She trembled, but said nothing. He snickered, and then bent down to look at her crotch. "God," he said happily, pulling her labia out so he could see them, "on your cunt lips too. Bra AND panties, huh?" He grinned up at her again. "How long did he make you wear them?"

She flushed. "All... all through afternoon class."

"Wow!" He pulled at her labia again, making her wince, and then peered down once more. "God, I wish I'd been there, to watch you wriggling and squirming in front of all those kids. That would've been so cool." He looked up at her. "Hey," he said, "why don'tcha give me my very own show, right now? Let me see what it was like." And he went over to the bag from Jake's store.

"Oh God - no!" She ran after him and grabbed at his arm as he reached into the bag. "Oh God, please Joey - they hurt so much! And... and I haven't done anything to deserve it. Oh please, Joey, Albert only gives me demerits when I do something wrong. For God's sake - please!"

He stared at her. "Demerits? You mean like at school? God - is that what he's been doing to you?"

She flushed again. "Y...yes, Joey."

"Wow. That kid sure has got you trained." He shook his head. "I never thought he had it in him." Then he looked down at the little clips in his hand. "But I still wanna see these..."

"What's up, Joey?" Donna stood naked in the doorway. "Whatcha doing with her? Fucked her yet?"

Joey turned around in surprise. "Finished already, baby?" He looked behind her, out through the door. "Where's Albie?"

"He went to sleep." Donna let out another giggle. "I think I fucked him to death."

"God," said Joey ruefully, "that kid's got no stamina." He shook his head again. "You should've seen him over the weekend. He'd only fucked her about five or six times and he was finished. Then every time he did it after that it was instant shuteye!"

"I know, Joey." Donna's tone was soothing. "Like you told me - when you get near fifteen you're past it." She pressed her slim naked body insinuatingly up against him and nibbled his ear. "So why don't YOU fuck me? While you're still young enough."

"God, Donna, I fucked you just before we got here. And you've only just finished fucking Albie. How often do you want it, for God's sake?"

She giggled again. "Long and often, baby." Her hand was at his crotch, fondling his penis through his jeans. "Long and often."

"Oh God." He put his arms around her. "You are so fucking sweet, aren't you? But you gotta give me a little bit longer to get it up again." He turned and looked at the naked woman standing in the room with them. "And anyway, I was just starting to do some stuff with her."

"God," said Donna, looking at her, "how old is she, for fuck's sake? She must be twice my age at least. Why would you want to fuck her when you can have me?"

Joey caressed her slim buttocks. "You'll get your turn, sweetheart. When I've finished with her." He held up the little clips. "I was just thinking about trying these out on her."

Oh God, she thought, trembling as she watched the two of them embracing - Albie's asleep and now you can do what you like to me without him knowing. Oh God help me!

"Hey - cool." Donna was handling the little clips and looking at them closely. She opened and closed one of them experimentally. "Wow - are they spring loaded or what! And real sharp and jaggy. They'd sure smart if you put them on!"

"Yeah," said Joey. "Albie put them on her at school, for wearing a bra and panties when he told her not to. God, I wish I'd been there to see it!" He released Donna and moved towards the older woman. "But we can have our own show right now."

"Noooooo!" She backed desperately away across the room, hands instinctively shielding her bare breasts and groin. "Oh please, Joey - Albert only does it when I... when I do something wrong. Oh God - please...!"

"You're a schoolteacher, aren't you?" Donna's voice was sour. "If that's not doing something wrong, I don't know what is."

Joey stopped part way across the room and looked back at her. "What's the matter, baby? Don't you like schoolteachers?"

"Are you kidding? They're always on my case." Donna's voice slipped into a mocking mimicry: " 'Don't wear clothes like that, Donna. You don't want to look like a little tart, do you?' And: 'Don't be so forward with the boys, Donna. You could get into a lot of trouble.' " She pulled a bitter face. "And lots more shit like that. It gets right up my nose."

Joey grinned. "Well this one's no different, baby. You should've seen the look on her face when you took Albie in there and started fucking him. I thought her eyes were gonna pop out."

Donna flushed, looking angrily at the older woman. "And who are you to talk, bitch? The way I hear it, you've being fucking these two guys non-stop for the past week or more. At least I don't run around chasing young kids half my age!"

Joey chuckled. "She's hardly been chasing us, baby. She only lets us fuck her because she has to. Albie's got something on her. Something real big. So she's just gotta do everything he says."

"Yeah - I wondered about that." Donna paused, her dark eyes glittering. "So this old bitch has to do every single fucking thing you tell her, huh? God - you couldn't set that up with some of the bitches at my school, could you?"

Joey grinned again. "Don't think so, baby. But hey, you can have fun with this one if you like."

She recoiled in sudden horror. Oh my God, she thought, you horrible little monster. Oh you vile, vile, filthy, filthy...!

"Can I?" Donna's smile was hard. "Oh, that would be neat. That would be so, so neat." She started moving slowly towards the older naked woman. "So... so... fucking... NEAT!"

"Lemme cuff her for you first, baby." Joey had his hand on the young girl's shoulder, holding her back. "Keep her hands out of the way while you do stuff." And he went over to Jake's bag.

"Oh God!" she said desperately as Joey came towards her with the collar and cuffs. She held up her hands to ward him off. "Oh please, Joey. Please, please, please...!"

He stopped in front of her. "You want me to go wake Albie up? Tell him to give you one of those demerits you were talking about?"

"Oh God - no! He'll... he'll be so angry if you wake him up for that. Oh please..."

"Well then..." Joey spoke with exasperated patience. "...if you don't want me to wake him up, put your hands behind your fucking back."

She stood there hopeless and trembling as he walked behind her and attached the cuffs and collar, wrenching her wrists high up her back. "OK, baby," he said to Donna. "She's all yours."

Donna was busy rummaging in Jake's bag. "God," she said, "you sure have got some stuff in here." She held something up. "What's this?"

"That's a spreader bar, baby. The straps go round her ankles. Then you undo the butterfly nut and slide it out as far as you want and tighten it up again. Got the idea?"

"Cool." Donna laid it aside. "We'll put that on her." She held up something else. "And what's this?"

Oh God, she thought hopelessly as she saw what the young girl was holding, she's found the strap. The little wretch must have some kind of instinct on how to hurt me the most!...

The pile of equipment on the floor slowly grew, as Donna kept searching through the bag and asking Joey about each item. "OK," she said at last, picking up the spreader bar, "that should do it. You got those neat little clips there, baby?"

"Just a minute, sweetcakes. I'll go close Albie's door and turn on the boom box in the living room. So he won't wake up." He grinned at the young girl. "Then I'll come back and get naked, and we'll see how loud we can make her squeal!"

"Oh God, please!" she begged as Joey came back and shut the door on the sound of the rock music. She huddled naked and trembling against the wall, straining at the cuffs behind her back. "Please don't hurt me, Joey! Oh for pity's sake, what have I done to...?"

"You're a fucking schoolteacher bitch." Donna's voice was cold. "And if you were at my school you'd be on my fucking case just like all the other bitches." She looked back over her shoulder as she knelt down with the spreader bar. "C'mon, baby - gimme a hand with this thing, willya?"

"Hold tight, sweetie - I'm still getting my gear off." Joey finished undressing and then came over to her. His penis was already erect.

"Hey," said Donna, looking at his stiff young shaft, "I thought you said you needed more time to get it up again. What gives?"

Joey pressed himself up against Donna's bare back as she crouched on the floor. "It's thinking about the music," he said happily, reaching down to caress her small young breasts. "It turns me on." He snickered. "Not the boom box - the sound of an old bitch squealing!"

Oh God, she thought in horror, they don't even need a reason - they're just going to hurt me for the sake of it! Her legs gave way under her and she sank to her knees, her mouth working. "Please, Joey," she begged, with tears running down her face, "I haven't done anything - oh God, I haven't done anything. Oh please don't hurt me! I'm begging you! Please, please, PLEASE don't..."

Suddenly Joey reached out and grabbed her by the hair. Then he brought his face down very close to hers. "Hey, Mrs Jones," he said softly, "you remember last weekend, when Albie made me go easy on you? When all I was doing was giving you a little harmless pussy paddling." His fingers tightened in her hair, tilting her frightened face up towards his. "And you cried and whined so much he made me stop, for fuck's sake. And then you did it again, when all I wanted you to do was suck the shit off my dick." He shook her. "And what did I tell you, Mrs Jones? What did I tell you back then?"

"Oh God!..."

"I told you Albie was too fucking nice to you, didn't I? But I promised that one day I'd get you to myself. And then we'd see about nice." He wrenched her head back even further. "And guess what, Mrs Jones? Albie's asleep, and the doors are shut, and the boom box is on. And I've got you..." His mouth twisted. "...ALL TO MYSELF!"

"Oh God! Oh God help me!"

"All to OURselves, baby." Donna ran her hand up Joey's bare thigh and caressed his erect penis. "All to OURselves!" She waved the spreader bar at him. "Let's get this on her, for fuck's sake. I wanna hear some of that squealing you've been talking about."

"Oh God!" Suddenly she jumped up and pushed past both of them and ran to the door, straining madly at her cuffs. She spun around and bent her knees, groping frantically for the doorknob behind her back with her tied hands. "Got to get out!" she gasped desperately, struggling to turn it. "Oh God - got to get OUT...!"

Joey walked over and stood in front of her as she struggled to grip the doorknob. Then he stretched up on tiptoe and slowly and deliberately pushed home the bolt at the top of the door. "OK," he said smugly, "let's see you open that!"

"Oh no!" She froze, staring hopelessly up at the closed bolt, so far out of reach that it might as well have been on the moon. "Oh God..."

And then Donna was standing in front of her as well. "Are you done, schoolteacher bitch?" She held up the spreader bar again. "Or do you just want us to hurt you twice as bad for fucking around?"

She started crying once more. "Oh God - please, please, please...!"

"Stand up straight, Mrs Jones." Joey's hard young voice interrupted her. "And spread your legs."

She stood trembling against the locked door, still weeping, while both naked young teenagers knelt in front of her and strapped the spreader bar to her ankles. "Now," said Joey, "let's see how wide she'll spread." Then he loosened the butterfly nut. "C'mon, Mrs Jones." He tapped her ankle impatiently. "Open up wider. This thing slides out to four feet or more."

"Ohhh...! Oh please, Joey - not that far! Oh God - please!"

"There!" he said with satisfaction, tightening the nut again. "Out as far as it'll go." He reached up and casually fondled her taut crotch. "Look at that, baby," he said over his shoulder. "One schoolteacher cunt - wide open!"

"Yeah," said Donna. She already had the strap in her hand. "Now leave her to me." She waited till Joey moved aside and then approached the trembling helpless woman. "Now, schoolteacher bitch..." She slapped the strap up under one bare breast. [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!..."

"...Tell me the kind of stuff you'd say to me, if you were my teacher." [WHAPP!] up under the other breast.

"Owwwwww! Oh God!... I... I..."

[WHAPP!] "C'mon - tell me!"

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! I... Oh God! ...I'd say you were a very nice... very nice young girl, with very nice manners and..."

"Tell me what you really think, you lying schoolteacher cunt." [WHAPP! WHAPP!] up under each breast again, then [WHAPP!] even harder between her trembling legs, on top of her gaping vagina.

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!..." And then she lost it. "Oh God, you horrible little bitch!" she shouted, shaking with rage and pain and humiliation. "I think you're a cruel filthy sadistic little slut. That's what I really think! I think those other teachers are absolutely right about you and the sooner you're taken into care the better. I think..."

[WHAPP!] The strap slammed hard on her open vagina again and she shrieked. Then Donna started really hitting her, breasts, crotch, thighs, until she blundered howling away from the door, legs grotesquely spread and body doubled over, and fell heavily to the floor on her face. "Fucking schoolteacher cunt!" Donna kept screaming as she slapped savagely at the prone body in front of her. "Fucking schoolteacher CUNT!..."

"Hold it, baby!" Joey raised his voice to carry above the noise. "Lemme turn her over for you!" He reached down and grabbed the spreader bar and flipped the wailing naked woman onto her back on the floor. "There y'go!" he shouted breathlessly as he stepped onto the bar. "If I stand on this she can't do a fucking thing! Hit her on the cunt again, baby - hit her on the cunt!"

Just then the doorknob was rattled, and then rattled again - hard. Then they heard the sound of knocking, and Albie's muffled voice from the other side of the door: "Open up, you guys. How come you got this door locked, for fuck's sake?"

There was a moment's silence. "Oh shit!" whispered Joey with quiet savagery. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Then he forced his expression into a pleasant smile and walked over and unbolted the door. "Hiya, buddy," he said cheerfully as he opened it. "What's up?"

"What are you guys doing?" Albie stood there, still naked, looking down suspiciously at the weeping woman on the floor.

Donna quickly moved up beside him and pressed her bare body against his. "We were just having a little fun with her, baby." She reached down and gently caressed his flaccid penis. "That's what she's for, isn't she?"

"Well, yeah," said Albie doubtfully, putting an arm around her shoulder. "But she only gets punished for screw ups. That's the system."

"So how about dissing Donna baby?" Joey's response was quick. "That count as a screw up?" He looked down at the older woman. "Mrs Jones, tell Albie what you called her. Filthy little slut, wasn't it?"

She blinked up at him, her lip trembling. "Oh God. Y...yes. But she was..."

"See, buddy? She called your new girlfriend a filthy little slut. For taking you into your room and fucking you. How do you feel about that?"

That's not true, she thought savagely. It was because she was beating me! Oh God, you lying little bastard...

Albie's face slowly broke into a smile. "What's the matter, Mrs Jones? You getting jealous all of a sudden?" Then he shook his head. "But that's still no excuse for dissing Donna. That's worth a demerit for sure."

Her heart sank. Oh God, she thought despairingly as she looked up at them from the floor, that means that you and Joey can both do what you want with me! Oh my God - what will you do, for God's sake? More beatings...? Anal sex...? Oh God help me!...

But Donna was already whispering in Joey's ear. A broad grin slowly spread over Joey's face as she kept talking. "Yeah!" he said delightedly. "Oh God - yeah!" He turned to Albie, his grin wider than ever. "Hey, buddy - wait till you see this. This'll teach her to diss your new girlfriend!" Then he looked down at the floor. "OK, Mrs Jones - so now you gotta do exactly what Donna tells you." He glanced quickly back at Albie. "Right, pal?"

She looked up at Albie, her lip still trembling and her face wet with tears. He nodded briefly. "Like I already told you, Mrs Jones - if Joey's here then you take whatever HE feels like giving you. To buy back your demerits. Got it?"

"Oh God..."

Donna went into action. She settled herself down on the edge of the bed and opened her legs. "Hey, schoolteacher cunt," she said, looking down at the naked woman on the floor, "my other boyfriend might want to fuck me in a little while. But he'll want a nice clean pussy to fuck, without any cum in it." She paused, sneering. "So guess who gets to suck it clean?"

She stared up at Donna in horror. "Oh God - no! No - I can't!" Her gorge was rising, and she could feel herself trembling all over. "Oh God - I've n...n...NEVER done that to another woman! Oh my God - I... I just CAN'T!..."

"Yeah," said Albie thoughtfully, "I like that! Kinda poetic justice." He started smiling again. "Yeah - you dissed her. So you can clean her. Yeah!"

"Oh God, Albert - I'll be sick! If... if you make me do that I swear I'll be sick! Oh God, Albert, I'll do anything else. I swear I'll do anything else. Anything at all!  Oh God - PLEEEEEASE, Albert!..."

"Well that makes two demerits now, Mrs Jones." Albie's face was hard. "You wanna go for the third one? Or do you just wanna get up off the floor and get your mouth on Donna's pussy? Like you've been told."

"Oh God. Oh God!" She started struggling slowly and clumsily up off the floor, with her legs still spread wide and her hands still cuffed behind her back. She could feel her trembling getting worse.

She caught a glimpse of Donna's sneering smile as she unwillingly brought her face closer to the young girl's triangle of sparse pubic hair. "C'mon, schoolteacher cunt," said Donna. "Start eating!"

"Another guessing game for you, Mrs Jones," said Joey. "Guess who gets to paddle your ass while you're sucking, to make sure you do a good job." He waved the strap. "Guess."

Oh God! The girl's open vagina was right in front of her. She could smell the smell of female arousal and stale teenage semen. Her stomach heaved. "Don't you puke on her, Mrs Jones!" Albie's voice came suddenly from behind her. "Don't you fucking dare! If you puke on Donna we'll make you lick up every single little bit of it!"

And then [WHAPP!] on her bare buttocks from behind. "Aaaahhh!" she screamed, lurching forward into Donna's crotch.

"Suck her, Mrs Jones!" [WHAPP!] "Suck her now!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Ahhhggghhh! Owwwwww! Owwwwww!... Mmmmmmm!... Ummmmmm!... Ummmmmm!... Mmmmmmm!..."

"Don't just lick me, schoolteacher cunt." Donna grabbed the woman's head and shoved it hard down into her crotch. "Suck! Suck out all that cum. And swallow it!"

"Yeah, Mrs Jones." It was Joey's voice again. "Do what you're told and suck her clean!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She jerked forward again, shouting with pain into Donna's open vagina. "Hey," said Donna, grinding the woman's face even harder against her crotch, "that feels great! I like it when she yells up my pussy like that. Hit her again, baby - hit her again!"

"Anything you say, sweetheart," said Joey happily, swinging the strap. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "She started sucking yet?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Yeah," said Donna loudly, raising her voice over the older woman's muffled wailing, "now she's sucking. She's sucking real good!" Her fingers tightened in the woman's hair. "Oh yeah... oh yeah... ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh...!"

"Amazing what a little ass paddling'll do, isn't it, buddy?" It was Joey's voice again. "Remember how she told us she couldn't - she just couldn't? And now look at her eating pussy like a real pro!" He paused. "Except maybe she could do it a little bit faster." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!" She swallowed convulsively and then desperately started sucking faster than ever. "Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ubbbbbb... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm..."

"Ohhhhhh..." Donna fell back onto the bed, her fingers even tighter in the woman's hair. "Oh yeah - that's it! Suck my clit, schoolteacher cunt - just like that! Oh yeah!... Oh fuck, yeah!... Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh...!"

"Hey." This time it was Albie's voice. "Didn't you want to fuck her in a minute, pal? Look at her - she's getting off on being eaten. There'll be nothing left for you!"

Joe chuckled. "Don't worry, buddy. That little piece can come twenty times in a night and still want more. She's just getting all nicely juiced up for me!" And he casually swung the strap once more against the crouching woman's bare buttocks. [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ummmmmm..."

"Yessssss!" screamed Donna, ramming the woman's face into her crotch again. "Oh FUCK! I'm COMMMINNNGGG! Oh YESSSSSS!..."

"Well, fuck," said Albie quietly after the noise had died away. "She went off just like that when I fucked her, only a little while ago. Hot, isn't she?"

"Ohhhhhh..." moaned Donna, her fingers still in the older woman's hair. "Ohhhhhh fuuuuuuck..." She pulled the woman's head slowly up out of her crotch. "Yeah..." she said with satisfaction, still breathing heavily, "that's good!" She gave a tired smile. "The next time one of those... those bitches at school gives me a hard time, I'm gonna... I'm gonna think about this one. With her face looking like a glazed doughnut from eating me out. Oh yeahhhh...!"

Oh God, she thought hopelessly, her wet sticky face burning with shame as Donna held her up by the hair, can I possibly sink any further down than this? Can I possibly? Oh God, oh God, oh God...!

"How long do you need to rest up, sweetcakes?" Joey's voice had a slight edge of impatience to it. "How long before we can have that fuck you said you wanted so bad?"

"Oooooo!" said Donna maliciously, sounding less tired now. "And who was giving me the brush off just a little while ago?" She released the older woman's hair and pushed her away. "Baby real hot for his fuck now, is he?"

"Aw, come on, baby," said Joey wheedlingly. His penis was still erect. "Don't be like that. Remember how we said we were gonna do it? That'll be fun, won't it?"

"Oh yeah!" Suddenly Donna was fully alert. "Fuck, yeah!" She sat up and reached out for the woman's hair again. "Don't you go away, bitch. You still got stuff to do!" She pulled the woman's head down onto the mattress beside her. "Paddle her again, baby," she called to Joey. "Paddle her bitch ass up onto the bed!"

"Happy to oblige, sweetheart." Joey swung the strap again. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "It's a tough job, but someone's gotta do it. C'mon, Mrs Jones, get up on that bed!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" she wailed, jerking desperately forward, with the spreader bar clattering against her ankles. "I'm getting up, I'm getting up!... Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Oh God, I can't... owwwwww! ...move any faster with all this stuff on me. Oh God, please! Owwwwww!..."

"Aw, shut up, Mrs Jones." The strap kept flailing against her reddened buttocks. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Just do what you're fucking told without whining all the time." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Get your ass up on the BED!"

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!" She finally managed to struggle up over the edge of the bed. "Oh God!..."

"Gimme that strap again, baby." Donna snatched it out of Joey's hand. "Now, schoolteacher bitch - roll over onto your back!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Oh yes, Donna - please, please... OWWWWWW!..."

Donna paused, breathing heavily. "Now, what comes next? Oh yeah - the pillows." She grabbed the two pillows and put them one on top of the other, about three feet down from the head of the bed. "OK, bitch - turn around and get your red ass up on those." And she gave the older woman a few quick sharp cuts against her inner thighs. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" She scrambled desperately into position, bending her knees and hoisting her burning buttocks up onto the pillows. She could feel her joints and leg muscles straining as she tried to accommodate the full width of the spreader bar with her knees bent. "Please don't hit me any more! " she begged. "Please!..."

Donna finally dropped the strap and stood there, her young bare breasts still rising and falling from the exertion. "There y'go," she panted happily - "the latest orthopedic fuck mattress. Schoolteacher bitch model." After a short pause she climbed on top of the older woman and lowered the back of her head down against the woman's crotch, in between her upraised thighs. "C'mon, baby," she said, holding out her arms to Joey. "Get on top of me and shove your balls in her face!"

Oh God, she thought hopelessly as the young girl's bare buttocks pressed against her chin - two of them on top of me at once. I won't be able to breathe!

"Oh yeah," said Joey happily as he clambered on top of both of them, "my very own built-in ball licker!" He had the strap in his hand again. "Hey, Mrs Jones," he said as he slid his erection inside Donna's vagina, "stick out your tongue and lick me. While I'm fucking my baby."

She groaned as her breasts were flattened and her pinioned wrists forced down into the mattress under their combined weight. She struggled to catch her breath, then stretched out her tongue and reluctantly licked at the pair of testicles right in front of her face. God, she thought, shuddering, what's it going to be like under here when their juices start flowing?

"Oh, baby," moaned Donna as Joey started thrusting, "give it to me. It's been too long since my last fuck!"

"Yeah, right, baby." Joey started panting as he humped on top of her. "Maybe thirty minutes!.... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... And five minutes... uhhhhhh!... since the old bitch sucked you off... Uhhhhhh!..." He stopped thrusting for a moment and wrapped his arms around the older woman's upraised thighs. "Hey, Mrs Jones," he said sharply, "how come you stopped licking my balls?" And he flicked the strap in a short sharp arc behind Donna's head.

"Owwwwww!" she choked, as the strap cut into her sore buttocks. Still struggling to breathe and with Donna's buttocks jammed hard against her chin, she stretched out her tongue again as Joey resumed his thrusting. But with all of the weight on top of her she couldn't move, and his pumping genitals kept sliding out of her reach. Then the first of Donna's vaginal juices started running out onto her face and she shuddered again.

"Oh yeah, baby," Donna moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" She tightened her arms around Joey's thrusting body. "And keep... keep paddling her ass too, baby... Ohhhhhh!... I love it when she does her owies under me like that... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!... Oh, baby!... But just don't... don't hit the back of my head when you're paddling her... Oh God - fuck me, fuck meeeeee...!"

"Oh yeah...!" gasped Joey, tightening his grip around the older woman's thighs. "This is fuck heaven!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... I get to fuck my baby..." He flicked the strap against the woman's trembling buttocks again. [WHAP!] [WHAP!] "...and paddle an old bitch at the same time!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..."

Oh, God help me!... She gasped and grunted and wailed under them as Donna's buttocks kept thudding against her chin under Joey's thrusting and the strap kept flicking hard against her sore buttocks. And then Joey suddenly screamed, "Oh fuck - I'm coming!... Ohhhhhh FUUUCCCKKKKKK...!" and a few moments later his semen started leaking out onto her face as well.

"Ohhhhhh Godddddd..." moaned Joey as his strokes got slower and slower and finally stopped. "Oh baby - you're such a great, great fuck...! Oh God..."

"So... so are you, baby," panted Donna exhaustedly. "And with that... that naked bitch whining and squealing under me like that it... it was twice as good. Oh God - I must've come three times at least! Ohhhhhh fuck..."

She lay there under the two young teenagers, eyes and mouth jammed shut and face averted, with the mixture of their semen and vaginal juices still dribbling slowly out onto her face. Oh God, she thought despairingly, I don't think I can take any more of this. I think I'd rather be dead!

"Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh..." Joey finally rolled off both women, and lay on the bed staring dreamily up at the ceiling. "That... was... fucking... great...! Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh..."

"Sure... sure was, baby." Donna was still breathing heavily as she rolled off onto the other side of the bed. "Sure was!..." She raised her head wearily and looked across at Joey. "You sure... you sure you couldn't set this up with the bitches at my school? There's one of them, Miss Hammond - she's a real prissy-mouthed cunt. God, I'd love to do this to her!"

"Well, lemme think about it, baby." Joey still sounded worn out. "But why sweat on that Miss Hammond bitch when we got another one right here?" He reached out and tiredly fondled one of the older woman's upthrust breasts. "Hey, Mrs Jones," he said, "you want me to untie you?"

Her legs were trembling and aching now, still spread wide apart and jammed up hard against the head of the bed. "Y...yes please, Joey." She strained uselessly at her cuffs. "Oh, yes PLEASE...!"

Joey tugged languidly at her nipple. "What'll you do for me if I untie you, Mrs Jones? Suck my dick clean?"

"Y...yes, Joey. Oh God! Oh please untie me!"

"OK." He heaved himself up with an effort and reached out for her ankles. "But you better suck me real good."

"Ohhhhhh," she sighed as the spreader bar finally came away. "Oh God!" She shuffled slowly and painfully down the bed, wincing as her sore buttocks slid off the pillows, and gingerly flexed her legs. "Oh my God..."

"You wanna keep the cuffs on, Mrs Jones?" It was Joey again. "Cause if you don't you better roll over. I'm not gonna fucking do it all for you."

"Oh!... Yes, Joey." She quickly rolled herself over onto her stomach and then lay there trembling while he took off the collar and cuffs.

"There y'go, Mrs Jones. All untied. Now suck my dick like you promised." And he gave her a casual slap on her tender buttocks.

"Owww! Y...yes, Joey." She turned herself around and quickly put her mouth on his limp penis.

"Oh yeah..." he sighed. "What a nice docile bitch you are these days." He looked lazily across at Albie, who had pulled up a bedroom stool and was quietly watching the action. "You keeping her in line pretty good, huh, buddy?"

"Yeah, pal. It worked wonders when I made her bankroll me for wireless internet. Now she's real docile wherever we go."

"Great." Joey reached lazily over towards the woman's red buttocks with the strap. "Nothing like being sucked clean..." [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!... Ubbbbbb... Ubbbbbb..."

"...by a nice, docile..." [WHAPP!] [WHAPPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ubbbbbb..."

"...schoolteacher BITCH!..." [WHAPP!] [WHAPPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPPP!]

"OWWWWWW!... Ubbb... Ubbb... Ubbb... Ubbb... Ubbb... Ubbb... Ubbb..."

"Man, look at her go," said Albie admiringly. "You were right, kiddo - ass paddling works real good."

"Hey, Joey honey..." It was Donna's sleepy voice. "Ain't baby gonna get none? My pussy's cummy too."

"Oh yeah, I guess so," said Joey reluctantly. "But her mouth sure does feel good on my dick like that." Finally he pushed the woman's face away from his crotch. "OK, Mrs Jones - go clean out my baby again."

Oh God, she thought, shuddering, will this never end? She crawled slowly and unwillingly over the end of the bed, up between the girl's spread legs. Oh God...!

"Fuck," said Donna happily, more awake now, "this is so neat." The sneering smile was back on her face as she grabbed the woman's hair again. "Every time one of those bitches at school fucks with me I'm gonna come back here..." She pushed the woman's face against her crotch. "...and make this old bitch eat me out."

"Hey, baby," said Joey, "this is becoming a habit, making her eat you like this. I thought you were strictly for the boys."

"Yeah, baby," said Donna dreamily as she ground the woman's face harder into her groin. "But making this old bitch do it to me when she doesn't want to... ohhhhhh!... - that's a real fucking turn on.... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!..." Then she reached out and squeezed Joey's hand. "Listen, baby... Ohhhhhh - do it, bitch!... Listen, baby, did I give you a good fuck? Did I, huh?..."

Joey's fingers closed around hers. "Yeah, baby - the best. Like always."

"Well do me a favor, sweet baby... Oh yeah, bitch, eat my clit!... Paddle her ass and make her yell up my pussy again... Ohhhhhh!... 'Cause it felt so good when you made her do that before... Ohhhhhh yeah, bitch...!"

"Oh God!..." She lifted her wet face despairingly up out of the girl's groin. "Oh please, Joey - oh please don't hit me any more. For God's sake, I'm... I'm doing everything you tell me. Oh God - please!"

"You got two demerits to work off, Mrs Jones. And you'll just get more for whining." Joey was already on his feet, brandishing the strap. "It's what my baby wants, so just shut up and get your mouth down and your ass up."

"Oh God... Oh, please..."

[WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ubbbbbb... Ubbbbbb..."

"More please, baby," moaned Donna imploringly. "I wanna feel some non-stop pussy yelling for a while. Please, baby..."

"Sure thing, sweetcakes." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She shrieked into Donna's vagina while the girl ground her face down hard against her wet crotch with both hands. "Oh yeahhhhhh..." wailed Donna. "Feels so GOOD!... Oh yeahhhhhh... Oh God - keep hitting her! I wanna come with her yelling up my cunt! Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh!..."

Joey kept flailing away at the woman's jerking buttocks as hard as he could, while she wailed and howled into the young girl's crotch. And then suddenly Donna screamed in climax, thudding the woman's face against her vagina again and again. "Oh fuckkkkkk!" she shouted. "I'm fucking coming AGAIN!... Oh God keep hitting her keep hitting her keep hitting her make her yell up my pussy make her yell up my CUNTTT!... Oh fuck oh fuck ohhhhhh FUCKKKKKK!..."

"Wow," said Albie as the noise faded. "That looked fucking great!" He got up and headed towards the door. "I just gotta get some pics of that!"

She lay there sobbing against the young girl's wet crotch, with one hand clutching her abused buttocks. Oh God, please, she thought hopelessly - no more pictures! Please, no more pictures. Oh God, they'll put me in jail for a hundred years...

Albie hurried back in through the door holding the camera. "OK, Mrs Jones," he said briskly, "lift your head up so I can see your face. And smile."

Oh God! She lifted her sticky wet face up out of Donna's groin, lip trembling, and tried to smile.

"Nah," said Albie, squinting through the viewfinder, "that's not a smile. Joey, buddy, if she's gonna look like she's crying instead of smiling then give her something to cry about, willya?"

"With pleasure, pal." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Aaaggghhh! Owwwww! Oh GOD!..."

"Great!" said Albie jubilantly. "Got a pic just as she yelled, with her mouth wide open. Do it again, buddy."

"No problem, kiddo." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She shrieked again as Albie kept using the camera. "OK," he said finally, "that'll do. Now I want some close ups." He grabbed a handful of sheet and quickly wiped the tears off her cheeks, but left the vaginal juices all over her mouth and chin. "Start licking again, Mrs Jones. Stick your tongue right up Donna's pussy."

Oh God! She shuddered once more and reluctantly pushed out her tongue. "Oh yeah..." moaned Donna. "That's the way, bitch! See if you can reach my G-spot. Oh yeah...!"

"Mrs Jones, the muff diver," said Albie happily as he kept photographing. "Wait till your old man sees these pics, huh?"

Her face burned with heat and shame as she kept doggedly licking. Oh God, oh God, oh God, she thought despairingly - how will I ever live a normal life again?

"Now," said Albie, "a long shot to show what a young girl you're eating. Hey, Donna, try and look real young and cute, huh?"

Donna gave him a dazzling little-girl smile. "How was that, big boy?"

"Great. Now mug for the camera. Look down at who's eating you and look kinda surprised. The little innocent girl look - know what I mean, baby?"

"Like this?" Donna mugged obediently.

"Perfect, baby. And don't worry about the pics being out of sequence. I'll edit them. Make them look like she's eating a sweet little girl who doesn't know what it's all about. OK?"

Joey laughed out loud. "Doesn't know what it's about? Buddy, she taught ME stuff!"

"Quiet, kiddo. I'm gonna start videoing and you'll ruin the sound track. If you wanna do something useful, get ready with that strap. I'm going in for a vid close up." Albie leaned forward. "OK, Mrs Famous Pinup Jones, it's time for some more of your great acting. So listen real good to the script. 'Cause if you get it wrong it'll be hot ass time again. You hear me?"

"Oh God..."

"OK, now listen up. The script goes like this: 'God, I love eating out fourteen-year-old girls. It's even more fun than being fucked by fourteen-year-old boys.' Then stop and smile at the camera and say: 'But the best of all would be to do them both at once.' Then look up at Joey and say: 'Joey, could you please fuck me from behind while I'm eating her? Could you, Joey? Please?' " Albie paused, looking at her. "You got all that, Mrs Jones?"

"Oh God! P...please Albert! Please don't make me say all that. Oh God, not on video. Please...!"

Albie looked at Joey. "Paddle her, buddy. Paddle her hard. Till she does it."

She clung despairingly to Donna's slim young thighs, then shrieked in pain as the beating started again. "Say it, Mrs Jones!" shouted Joey as he flailed at her jerking red buttocks. "Say it! Say it! You fucking bitch - SAY IT!"

She was sobbing and weeping uncontrollably when he finally stopped, panting from the exertion. "Oh God!" she wept, still clinging hopelessly to the girl's thighs. "Oh God - I'll say it!... Oh God - please, no more!... No more... Oh God... Oh God... Oh God..."

Albie stood waiting until her shuddering sobs finally died away, then moved forward and wiped the tears off her face again. "OK, Mrs Jones, so now you're gonna say it for the video. Right?"

"Y...y...yes, Albert, I'll say it. Oh God, I'll say it. Oh please don't hit me any more. Oh God, please..."

"OK, Mrs Jones, we won't hit you any more."

"Oh, thank you, Albert, I..."

"We'll just give you the third demerit if you screw it up."

"Oh God!..."

"So..." Albie's smile was thin. "...you wanna rehearse it a few times? To make sure you don't get that third demerit? With the automatic send of the next email."

"Oh God! Y...yes please, Albert..."

"Yeah, bitch!" said Donna happily, with her hands in the woman's hair. "Full rehearsal. Including lots of pussy eating. Why don'tcha run through it about twenty or thirty times before he vids you?"

"OK, Donna baby," said Albie gently, "you've had your fun for a while. And I need your hands out of the way so I can get a good shot of her face."

"Awww," said Donna disappointedly. She pulled the older woman's face down into her crotch and ground her mouth against her open vagina a few more times. "Awww..." the young girl said again, as she reluctantly released her.

And so she said and did the things they wanted. Three times, four times, five times, until Albie was satisfied. And then she said and did them all again, forcing her wet face into a smile as he shot the video. Oh God, she thought in absolute despair after he finally switched off the camera, can it possibly get any worse than this? Can it...?

"Finished, baby?" It was Donna again. "Can I have her now?"

"Sure thing, baby." Albie finished changing the memory card in the camera. "You gonna make her do more stuff I can photograph?"

"You bet." Donna looked at the older woman. "Go wash your face, bitch. And then come back here. And don't take more than one minute, or I'll get Joey baby to paddle your red ass again."

"Oh God!" She forced herself up off the bed and rushed into the en-suite, ignoring the stiffness in her limbs and the pain in her buttocks. She sluiced her face as quickly as she could, dried it on a towel and ran back trembling into the bedroom.

"Waddaya think, baby?" Donna was looking up at Joey. "Was that fast enough? Or should we paddle her anyway?"

Joey grinned. "You gotta ask, baby? You don't know the answer already?" He swished the strap through the air. "Ass up, Mrs Jones. We're gonna teach you to do it faster next time."

Oh God, you vile little beast, she thought helplessly. You'll hurt me whatever I do, won't you? God damn you. She crawled back up between Donna's legs and clenched her fists, tensing herself for the strap.

[WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!"

"You gonna do it faster next time?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Yes, Joey! Owwwwww!..."

Donna's hands were in her hair once more. "Don't waste those owies, bitch. Yell 'em up my cunt." She pushed the woman's face into her crotch. "OK, baby - hit her again!"

[WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPPPP!]

"Owwwww!... Ubbb, ubbb, ubbb... Owwwwww! Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!..."

"Oh yeah," sighed Donna. "Nice." Then she pushed the woman's face away. "But now I wanna do something different."

Joey lowered the strap. "So what now, baby?"

"I want her to do the whole dyke bit on me. I wanna see what it's like." Donna looked down at the older woman. "Crawl up my bod, bitch. Rub your tits on me all the way. And then suck my boobs like you really mean it." Then she glanced up at Albie. "Ready for more pics, baby?"

"Pics, hell," said Albie. "I got fresh memory in here. I'm gonna vid the whole thing. OK, Mrs Jones, make it look and sound real convincing if you don't wanna score demerit number three." He glanced at Joey. "But just in case, buddy, I'll frame the shot with her ass out of the picture. So you can encourage her with a little bit more butt paddling if you have to."

"Oh, you mean like this, kiddo?" Joey casually swung the strap again. [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Oh God..." She quickly scrambled up between the young girl's legs.

"Yeah. Great. Just like that." Albie raised the camera. "OK - rolling now... Action!"

"Ohhh..." She took a frantic breath, trying desperately to gather her wits. Then she forced herself to smile and started slowly rubbing her bare breasts up along Donna's body. "Oh, little Donna," she breathed, "do you like it when I rub my... my tits against you like this? Does that feel good?" Then she moved her mouth towards one of the girl's young breasts. "How about if I... if suck your sweet little titty? How about if I suck it - just like this..."

"Oh..." Donna moaned in a little-girl voice. "Oh, Mrs Jones... Oh... oh, what are you doing to me? Oh, that feels so... Ohhh - Mrs JONES!..."

Suddenly she couldn't take it any more. She wrenched her mouth desperately away from the girl's breast. "Oh God," she burst out despairingly, "I can't DO this! I just can't! Oh God, send all the emails, send me to jail, I don't care, I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't DO it!..."

Albie looked down at Donna. "Grab her by the hair, baby. Grab her and don't let go." He put the camera down and quickly leaned over and grasped the older woman's wrists. Then he looked across at Joey again. "Looks like we got another can't do it, buddy. You think you can show her she really can do it?"

"Sure thing, pal." Joey started swinging the strap once more. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Can't do it, huh, Mrs Jones?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Well, I CAN do it! See?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "And I fucking love it! I love watching your red ass bouncing and jerking around while I paddle it! And I love hearing you squeal!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "So just keep telling us you can't do it for as long as you fucking WANT!..." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She wailed and howled and screamed, trying frantically to tear herself away from the grip on her wrists and the hands in her hair. But the strap kept descending mercilessly again and again onto her agonized buttocks. "See, Mrs Jones?" Joey kept shouting over the sound of her shrieks. "See? I CAN do it! See?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

Finally it was over. She lay against the girl's stomach, sobbing brokenly and shuddering with despair. "Oh God," she wept, "I want to die. I just want to die. I... I can't do any more of those horrible awful things, and I can't take any more... any more beatings. Oh God - I want to die!..."

"Awww, gee." Joey's sneer was hard. "That's so sad." He looked down at Donna, still breathing heavily from his exertion. "Isn't that sad, baby? Don't you feel real, real sorry for this poor old schoolteacher bitch? Wouldn't you like to do something to help her out?"

Donna snickered, wriggling her body slowly and sensuously under the woman lying weeping on top of her. "Yeah, baby, I'd love to. You got any good ideas?"

"Sure," said Joey. "But we don't want her to die, do we? So we won't paddle her any more. So what we'll do..." Joey leaned down and kept talking, with his mouth down near the older woman's ear. "...we'll tie you down to the bed, on your back, with your arms and legs stretched out real tight. And then I'll give my sweet Donna baby a whole boxful of those neat little crocodile clips..." He was speaking right into her ear now. "...and she can sit on top of you, and put them on you wherever she wants."

"Oooooh, yeah," said Donna wickedly. She reached down and fondled one of the woman's ears. "Oooh, yeah... I think I'll start with fashion earrings, bitch. One on each earlobe. Then I'll put maybe three or four on your mouth. Punk jewelry style." The girl was breathing faster now. "And one on each of your nipples. Maybe two. And two or three on each of your cunt lips. And then..." Her young hands were trembling with eagerness as she stroked the woman's face. "...I'll play with your old bitch clittie till it stands up. And then guess where I'll put the last clip?" She tugged at the woman's hair. "Guess, bitch."

"Oh God. Oh God..." She looked helplessly up at all the hard young faces starting down at her. "Oh God - please!..."

"OK," said Albie decisively, "let's do it. If she won't do the lezzie thing then I'll make a vid of this instead." He reached for her wrist again. "Grab her other wrist, buddy. Let's start getting her tied up."

"Noooooo!" She launched herself frantically at the girl's body. "See, I'm doing it, I'm doing it!" she gabbled desperately. "Oh God, I'll lick your tits!..." [ummmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm] "...I'll suck your nipples!..." [ubbbbbb, ummmmmm, ubbbbbb, ubbbbbb] "...I'll deep kiss you!..." [mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm] "...I'll - oh God - I'll rub m...my cunt against yours. L...like this!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Oh God - please don't tie me up and put those clips on me! Please!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..."

"Wow," said Joey admiringly, "look at that! Instant lezzie. I didn't realize how much she knew." He looked at Donna. "How does it feel, baby?"

"Not bad," said Donna happily. She pulled the older woman's hips hard down against her own and ground her crotch upwards. "Ohhhhhh!... Not bad at all. Ohhhhhh!... Kiss me again, schoolteacher bitch. Gimme lots of tongue."

"Just a sec." Albie was squinting through the viewfinder again. "Her face is gonna be all red and puffy in the vid. That's no good - makes it look like someone made her do it." He looked at Joey. "Make her wash her face again, willya, buddy?"

"Sure thing, pal." Joey swung the strap down onto the woman's buttocks. [WHAPP!] "Come wash your face, Mrs Jones. Only this time I'll come with you, and encourage you to do it faster." [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!" She struggled quickly up off the bed and ran to the en-suite, with Joey swinging the strap behind her as she went. "Owwwwww! Owwwwww!..."

"Hurry back, bitch," Donna called behind her. "I was just starting to get warmed up."

"Me too, baby," said Joey. His penis was almost erect again as he followed the older woman into the bathroom. "Ass paddling's great for getting it back up!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Yeah," said Albie contentedly as she came hurrying back out with a freshly-washed face, "it sure is. I couldn't get it up again this morning for my second fuck after breakfast. So I bent her over the breakfast table and pulled her skirt up and paddled her."

"Do OK?" Joey returned, and pointed towards the bed with the strap. "Get back down there, Mrs Jones. And get ready for the vid."

"Yep. After only a coupla hundred swats I was as hard as hell. And then we had a great fuck. From behind. Didn't we, Mrs Jones?"

"Y...yes, Albert." She crawled up trembling between the young girl's legs again. "Oh God!"

"Right," said Joey. "Ready to roll." He looked at the other boy. "Can you edit out that other stuff OK? The stuff where she started saying she just couldn't?"

"No problem, kid. And I'll put all the clips in sequence too." Albie lifted the camera again. "I'll start with where she's rubbing her tits up Donna, and then sucking her boobs. And then I'll need a scene of them deep kissing." He paused. "So we'll do that now, Mrs Jones. Get your mouth back on Donna's tit, and then move up and stick your tongue down her throat. And don't forget to have a real convincing script." He squinted through the viewfinder again. "Ready... Action!"

"Oh God," she whispered. Then she took a deep breath. "Oh Donna," she said, as sensually as she could, "let me show you what's it's like when a woman kisses you. It's much nicer than with a boy or a man." She slid upwards, naked body against naked body, and cradled the girl's face gently between her hands. "Let me show you..." Her tongue slipped into Donna's open mouth and she bucked her hips slowly up and down on top of the girl. "Mmmmmmm... Ummmmmm... Mmmmmmm!..."

"Cut!" said Albie suddenly. "That looked great, Mrs Jones. Ellen Degeneres the second!" Then he looked at Joey's crotch. "You got it up again, kid? I wanna vid the final scene."

"Sure," said Joey. His young erection was hard and throbbing now. "Which one do you want me to fuck?"

"I want a scene to follow on from the first one we did, where she looked up at you and asked you to fuck her from behind, while she was eating Donna. OK? And if you press in real tight against her while you're fucking her, then her red ass won't show in the vid. Got all that?"

"Got it," said Joey happily. "OK, Mrs Jones, come back down here and start eating Donna baby again. And stick your ass up ready to be fucked."

She got herself in position and then slowly and unwillingly brought her face back down towards the girl's vagina. "Oh God!"

"OK, buddy." Albie was peering through the viewfinder again. "Stick your dick up her cunt and start pumping. And Mrs Jones, I wanna hear lots of great dialogue. Or we'll tie you down and let Donna loose on you with those clips. Now get ready... Action!"

"Oh God." She winced as Joey pressed against her sore buttocks and then started slowly thrusting in and out of her. "I..." She took a deep breath and started. "Oh Joey! Oh God, Joey! Oh fuck me!... Oh sweet Donna - let me eat your sweet young pussy... Ummmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm!..." She lifted her face again. "Oh fuck me harder, Joey, fuck me harder!... Yes!... Yes!... Yes!... And sweet little Donna - let me eat you till you come... Let's both come together!... Oh yes!... Mmmmmmm!... Mmmmmmm!... Mmmmmmm!..."

"Oh Mrs Jones," wailed Donna in her little-girl voice, "I feel so FUNNY!... Oh Mrs Jones!... Oh Mrs JONES!..."

"Oh yeah!" panted Joey, grabbing her hips and thrusting faster than ever. "Oh Mrs Jones - I'm coming!... I'm coming!... I'm commminnnnggggg!... AAAAAAHHHHHH!..."

"Great!" shouted Albie, switching off the camera. "Looked just like a triple come! With an older woman and two young kids. And your face was real clear, Mrs Jones. Specially in the close ups." He put the camera down and walked over to where she was resting her wet face despairingly against Donna's crotch. "Just think, Mrs Jones," he said, "you could be doing all this lezzie stuff non-stop, for seven years in the can. On some fat smelly old dyke. You like that idea?"

She shuddered hopelessly, but said nothing.

"In fact," Albie went on, "with all this great footage I've got now, I think we could keep you in there for ten years. Maybe even longer. You'd be a real lezzie expert by then, huh?"

"Oh God, Albert..."

"Hey, Donna baby." Joey eased himself tiredly away from the older woman's hips and looked down at the girl. "Waddaya think of all this lezzie stuff? Now that she's done it all to you? You still want me to fuck you?"

Donna wearily rubbed her crotch up against the older woman's mouth, then finally pushed her away. "Well yeah, it was fun, baby. Making her do it when she didn't want to. But I still think I like the feeling of a guy's dick up my pussy." She smiled tiredly up at both boys. "Specially if they're your dicks."

She lay there with the taste of another woman's vagina in her mouth, clutching her punished buttocks. God, that was awful, she thought hopelessly. That was so awful! I guess I should be thankful they didn't want anal sex as well. Oh my God!

"OK, Joey buddy," said Albie. "You're calling the shots on this one. So how many demerits has she bought back so far?"

My God, she thought incredulously, still trembling, I've been through enough for at least ten demerits! Twenty...!

"Only one, pal." Joey's voice was tired but firm. "I mean, what's she had, for fuck's sake? A little bit of ass paddling, a little while being a fuck mattress, and some lezzie stuff. No big deal."

Her heart sank. Oh, she thought, you little bastard! If all of that was no big deal, then what are you going to do to me for the second demerit?...

"I got an idea." Joey walked a little shakily over to Albie and whispered in his ear.

"Hey," said Albie, "we haven't, have we?" He looked down at the woman on the bed. "And she hasn't had time to do it."

"Right," said Joey. "So how about we..." And he started whispering again.

Albie smiled. "Yeah, buddy. Go make the call. But close the door behind you."

Oh God, she thought, trembling, what now?

Albie came towards her with a broad grin on his face. "OK, Mrs Jones," he said. "So this is how you're gonna buy back demerit number two..."



CHAPTER 17

The doorbell rang.

They were all sitting fully dressed, watching her and grinning. "OK, Mrs Jones," said Albie. He waved his tablet at her. "Go answer the door."

Oh God! She looked down hopelessly at her own nakedness, and then moved slowly and reluctantly towards the door.

"Hi," the young delivery boy began brightly as she opened the door. "Pizza deliv..." And then he took in her nudity. "Oh my God!..."

She took the pizza boxes from him as he stood gaping at her. "Why, thank you, handsome," she cooed. "How much to I owe you?" My God, she thought dully, how can I be doing this?

"I... I..."

She forced herself to keep smiling. "Thirty nine fifty, wasn't it?" She reached down with her free hand and slowly and deliberately pulled some folded bills out of her vagina. "Forty dollars near enough? They're a little wet, I'm afraid - I hope you don't mind."

"Oh God!..."

She pressed the wet bills into his nerveless fingers. "And what would you like for a tip, handsome? A fuck? Or a blow job?" Oh God, she thought, trying to keep the fixed smile in place on her face, what if someone comes past and sees me doing this?

"Uhhh..." He was still goggling helplessly at her naked body.

She reached forward and caressed his crotch. "Don't be shy, handsome. Would you like to come in for a while?" And she gently cupped her hand under his genitals and drew him slowly and unresistingly in through the door.

The three young teenagers grinned at him. "Hi, buddy," said Albie, coming forward to take the cardboard boxes and close the door. "Thanks for the pizzas. You mind us being here while you get your tip?"

"Uhhh..."

With one hand still cupped under his genitals she backed him up against the wall and kissed him. "Made up your mind yet, handsome?" she whispered. "Which is it going to be? The fuck, or the blow job?" My God, her mind screamed, what have these little monsters turned me into?

The delivery boy was still too overwhelmed to answer. She unbuttoned his shirt and gently caressed his bare chest. Then she slowly dropped to her knees in front of him and deliberately unzipped his fly. She looked archly up at him as she pulled his out his penis. "Why don't we try the blow job for a while, handsome? Maybe that'll help you make up your mind."

"Uh - the fuck!" he blurted suddenly. "I... I want the fuck." He looked uncertainly at the row of grinning teenagers on the sofa. "Uh, is there somewhere... somewhere we can go?"

"Oh," she said huskily, "I love decisive men." She stood up again and pressed her naked body against him, slowly rubbing her smooth crotch up and down against his protruding penis. "I love men who know what they want!"

"Oh God," he moaned as his penis hardened. He grabbed her bare buttocks and pulled her hips in against his. "Oh please - let's go somewhere! Please!"

She could feel his rapid breathing as he pressed himself urgently up against her. Well, she thought grimly as she kept doggedly following Albie's instructions, at least this one doesn't keep calling me an old bitch. He really wants me! I guess that's some sort of tiny consolation for this whole horrible...

Suddenly she was shouldered violently out of the way. "Hey," said Donna, standing there naked again, "you don't want to fuck an old bitch like her, do you, big boy? She's twenty eight, for fuck's sake." She reached out and fondled the boy's exposed erection. "Why don't you fuck me instead? I'm only fourteen."

She stood there in stunned disbelief, watching Donna lead the astonished delivery boy off to the bedroom. You horrible little bitch, she thought savagely. Then she felt her tears starting again as she began to realize what she had done. I prostituted myself! I prostituted myself because you all made me do it. And then you... then you... Oh God!... Her knees gave way and she started crying openly. Oh God...!

"Awww," said Joey, his tone mocking, "will you look at that, buddy? She's all cut up because the pizza guy didn't fuck her. Ain't that so sad?" And he took another bite of hot pizza.

Oh why don't you shut up, you filthy little beast, she thought hopelessly. This whole thing was all your vile filthy idea anyway. She huddled against the wall, still crying. God, I hate you!

The bedroom door had been closed for no more than five minutes when it opened again. Donna came out, still naked, and sat down smugly between both boys. "That was quick, baby," said Albie, putting a possessive arm around her bare shoulders. He bit into his own slice of pizza as he looked down at the older woman, still weeping quietly against the wall. "You want her to suck you clean again, sweetheart?"

"Nah," said Donna, snuggling up against him on the sofa, "I cleaned up in the en-suite. Now I want pizza. I'm real hungry." And she took a slice out of one of the boxes.

The delivery boy finally emerged, buttoning his shirt. "God," he said with feeling, "I'll deliver pizza to you guys any time! Just call and ask for Mike. I'm on every night except Sundays."

"No problem," said Albie. "Glad you liked the tip." He caressed the young girl's naked shoulders. "We can't always guarantee young Donna for you, but you can fuck this old bitch any time." And he pointed at the older woman huddled on the floor in front of them.

"Oh," said the delivery boy, looking down at her. "But why's she crying?"

"Cause she's real disappointed. She just loves being fucked by young guys. Don't you, Mrs Jones?" He waved the tablet at her.

"Oh God." Her lip quivered. "Y...y...yes, Albert."

"And you didn't fuck her, see? So she's disappointed."

"MISSUS Jones?" said the delivery boy in surprise, still looking at her. "You mean she's married?"

"Yeah. But her old man hardly ever gets her off when he fucks her. So every time he's out of town she comes looking for real young guys. You know - fourteen, fifteen, like that." Albie looked at the delivery boy. "How old are you anyway, Mike?"

"Seventeen."

Albie frowned. "Hmmm - maybe kind of old for her. Like I said, she likes them real young. Lemme ask her again. Hey, Mrs Jones." He waved the tablet once more. "You still want Mike to fuck you? Now that you know how old he is?"

She looked nervously at the tablet. "Y...yes, Albert," she said fearfully, "I... I still want him to fuck me. S...seventeen's just fine." Oh God!...

Albie smiled at the delivery boy. "So waddaya think, Mike? With an invitation like that, why don't you just go ahead and fuck her? Be our guest."

"Well, yeah, I'd love to," said Mike. He looked uncertainly at Donna. "But I only just finished..."

"Hey," said Donna, "go for it. This old bitch wants all the young meat she can get. And when these guys can't get it up any more she's so hot for it she does lezzie stuff with me. Don't you, bitch?"

"God," said Mike, shaking his head incredulously, "I don't believe it. What a slut!" Then he looked doubtfully down at his own crotch. "But I dunno if I can get it up again so soon."

"No problem," said Albie. "When we're like that she makes us paddle her ass. So we can get hard again real fast. Don't you, Mrs Jones?"

"Y...y...yes, Albert."

"God," said Mike again. "I still don't believe it."

"You don't, huh? Lemme try and convince you. Hey, Mrs Jones, show him. Get down on your knees and elbows and poke your red ass up at him, so he can see how much you like being paddled."

"Oh God!" She moved unwillingly away from the wall and slowly did as she was told. She could feel herself trembling again.

"Wow!" said Mike in astonishment as she turned her punished buttocks up towards him. "Look at all those stripes and bruises! My God!" He looked at Albie. "And she really likes it? Honest?"

"She sure does. It turns her on. Doesn't it, Mrs Jones?"

"Y...y...yes, Albert."

"Yeah," Albie went on, "and she likes to stay down on her elbows and knees, just like that. She thinks that's how she earns MERIT." He looked hard at her as he emphasized the last word. "Don't you, Mrs Jones?"

Oh God, she thought, looking despairingly up at him, I get the message, you little bastard! If I get up off my elbows and knees it'll be another demerit, won't it? Oh God!

"Wow!" said Mike again. "And she wants to be fucked as well? Wow!"

"Yep. Paddled and fucked - she loves it." Albie handed Mike the paddle. "So go for it." Then he looked down at the older woman once more. "Hey, Mrs Jones," he said.

"Y...yes, Albert?"

"Don't waste Mike's time, will you? By talking too much, or stuff like that." He waved his tablet. "You got it?"

Oh God, she thought hopelessly - message received and understood! "N...no, Albert. I won't talk. Oh God..."

"Great. Hey, Mike - leave the bedroom door open a little bit, willya? So we can hear if she's giving you a good time."

"Well, OK," said Mike uncertainly. "But what do I...?"

"Hell, buddy, I already told you - start paddling her, for fuck's sake! Paddle her all the way into the bedroom. Why do you think she's down there with her ass sticking up like that? It's what she wants! She'll squeal and yell, but don't believe a word of it. She really wants you to paddle her until you get hard enough to fuck her. Don't you, Mrs Jones?"

"Y...yes, Albert. Oh God."

"I..." Mike still looked uncertain.

"C'mon, Mrs Jones - tell him." Albie hefted the tablet again. "Tell him what you really want."

"I..." She licked her dry lips and looked beseechingly up at the delivery boy. "I... I really want you to p...paddle my ass until you're hard again. So you can f...fuck me. Please." Oh God help me!

"Well, OK, lady. If you're sure that's what you really want." Mike swung the paddle at her upraised buttocks, a little uncertainly. [whap]

"Owww!"

"Nah," said Albie scornfully, "she likes it a lot harder than that. You better watch out, Mike - she might call you a sissy if you can't do any better."

Mike flushed. "Is that right?" He gritted his teeth and swung the paddle again, much harder this time. [WHAPP!] "Then how about that one?" [WHAPPPP!] "Or that one?"

"Owwwwww!" She scrambled forward on her elbows and knees in front of him. "OWWWWWW!"

"Yeah," said Albie, "now you're getting it! Now paddle her all the way into the bedroom and up onto the edge of the bed. And take a tip from me, Mike - it feels real great if you get naked and then just keep paddling her. It makes your dick hard again real fast. And then you can fuck her from behind without even changing position. You got the idea?"

"Yeah, I got it." Mike was sounding quite enthusiastic now. "Let's go, lady." [WHAPP!] "I'm happy to give you as much as you want. All the way back to the bed!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!..."

The three young teenagers grinned as they watched her scrambling desperately ahead of Mike on her knees and elbows, yelping every time the paddle found its mark. "Doesn't that look great?" said Donna happily, reaching down to squeeze both boys' penises through their jeans. "Look at the way her tits bounce around every time he connects." She let out a giggle. "Couldn't happen to a nicer bitch."

[WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww!..."

"Yeah," said Joey contentedly, thrusting his hips up against the young girl's probing fingers. "How long do you think he'll take to get it up again?"

[WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Owwwwww! Owwwwww!..."

"Dunno," said Donna, watching the boy disappear into the bedroom behind the frantically crawling woman. "I don't think he's getting laid real often - he came in about thirty seconds." She gave a disappointed pout as she unzipped both boys' jeans. "I hadn't even gotten warmed up before it was all over."

[whapp!] [whapp!] "...owwwwww! owwwwww!..." More faintly now, out through the bedroom door.

Albie groped for her naked young crotch as she fished out his penis. "Don't worry, baby. We'll fuck you and make you come. Won't we, Joey?"

"Get up on the bed, lady!" Distantly from the bedroom. [whapp!] [whapp!] "...owwwwww! owwwwww! Oh God!..."

Donna kissed Albie as she slowly fondled his stiffening penis. "Yeah, baby," she breathed. "But I don't want you to shoot your load just yet. I got big plans for it. And the old bitch..."

The sudden sharp savage noise from the bedroom interrupted them. [WHAPPPPP!!] "OWWWWWW!!..."

Even Joey flinched at the sound. "Wow!" he said admiringly. "That sounded like a good one! Looks like Mike's getting the idea."

The rhythmic sound of paddling and howling continued as Donna kept kissing and fondling both boys. Then she started concentrating on Albie. "Listen, baby," she whispered, "you got any money?"

"Ohhhhh Donna!... N...no, not much. But she..." Albie waved one hand shakily towards the sounds coming out of the bedroom. "...she always carries lots of cash for me... Oh God, Donna!... Uh, what... waddaya want, baby? Ohhhhhh...!"

[whapp!] came the distant sound from the bedroom. "...owwwwww!..."

"I want you to go shopping for me, baby." Then she let out a giggle as she started gently wrestling with his erect penis. "That is, if we can get this big, big hard on of yours back inside your jeans!"

"Shopping?" Albie sounded dazed. "You... you got me all hot like this, and now you want me to go SHOPPING?"

"Yeah, baby." She gave his erection one last gentle squeeze as she eased it slowly back in through his open fly. "Like I said, I got big plans for your next load. And lots of fun with the old bitch!" She leaned over and grinned at him as she zipped him up. "Joey tells me she really hates..." She giggled. "...being fucked up the ass!"

"Oh yeah," said Joey happily, "she REALLY hates that! Let's do it to her, as soon as Mike's finished. Make her buy back her demerit the hard way!"

[whapp! whapp!] from the bedroom. "...owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

"Well, yeah, she hates it all right," said Albie slowly. Then he grimaced. "But I don't like it a lot either. All the shit and stuff's a real turn off. Even with a condom."

"Aw, for fuck's sake - don't you guys know ANYTHING? First you gotta..." And she whispered in his ear.

"Yeah?..." His expression slowly changed to a grudging interest. Then he started smiling. "Honest? Oh yeah!..."

Donna gave his bulging penis another squeeze through his jeans. "And the best part, baby, is that she'll hate that too! Right?" And she giggled again.

[whapp! whapp! whapp!] from the bedroom. "...owwwwww! owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

Albie stood up. "Well, OK," he said, "There's an all-night drugstore real close. I'll get some cash out of her purse and go." He bent down to kiss the naked young girl. "But it sure as hell better be worth it when I get back."

"It'll be worth it." Then Donna grinned as she fondled the large bulge in the front of his pants. "Hey, baby, you got a loose baggy shirt? One you can hang outside your jeans and hide that hard on?" She let out another giggle. "It'll hafta be a REAL baggy shirt!"

"OK, baby." Albie kissed her again and turned reluctantly away. Then he raised his voice to carry into the bedroom. "Mrs Jones? I'm going out for a while. And I'm leaving my tablet with Joey. You understand, Mrs Jones?"

Oh God, she thought hopelessly as she crouched cringing on the bed, I understand all right. You're leaving the apartment, and now I'll be at Joey and Donna's mercy! Then suddenly Mike's paddle connected again. "Owwwwww!" she yelped. "Y...yes, Albert - I understand. Owwwwww!... Owwwwww!..."

Albie finally left, with his loose shirt hanging awkwardly outside his jeans. "Oh yeah," said Joey quietly as he watched the door close. "Now we got that old bitch to ourselves again!" He hugged Donna close and fondled her bare breasts. "Whatcha wanna do with her, baby?"

Donna reached down and started unbuckling his belt. "What I wanna do right now, baby, is fuck you! Thinking about what that old bitch is gonna get has made me so fucking hot." She finished pulling his clothes off and then straddled his lap, facing him. "Give it to me, baby," she panted as she started bobbing herself up and down on his erection. "Oh God - give it to me!"

"Hey, listen, you guys." Mike looked around the doorway, obviously naked. "Are you one hundred percent sure that she really wants...? Oh - sorry!"

Joey looked at him over Donna's bobbing shoulder. "No problem, pal. You're doing your thing... ohhhhhh!... and we're doing ours... Oh Donna baby - fuck me, fuck me!... Yeah, she wants it all right. Just... just keep paddling her... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh, Donna baby!..."

"Well she sure is crying a hellava lot." Mike still sounded unconvinced. "For someone who really wants it."

"Oh for fuck's sake." Joey sounded exasperated. He stopped moving under Donna, and then raised his voice. "Hey, Mrs Jones! Tell Mike again how much you really want your ass paddled. Tell him now!"

"Oh God..." Her trembling voice carried faintly out into the living room. "I... I really want my ass paddled. I really do! Oh please paddle me, Mike. Please p...paddle me till you're hard enough to fuck me. Please..."

Mike shrugged. "OK." Then he disappeared, and after a short pause the sounds started again. [whapp!] [whapp!] [whapp!] "...owwwwww! owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

Donna giggled again as she resumed sliding up and down Joey's erection. "Isn't it great to hear an old bitch getting what she really wants, baby?" Her breathing and her movements started to speed up. "Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!... Isn't... isn't it great?"

"Yeah, baby," panted Joey. He groped for her young breasts again. "And all that... all that paddling and squealing... makes great background music for our fuck... Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh..."

The sounds continued: [whapp! whapp!] "...owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

"Oh baby - fuck me!" Donna gasped.

[whapp! whapp! whapp!] "...owwwwww! owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

"Oh yeah, baby - fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeee!" moaned Joey.

[whapp! whapp! whapp! whapp!] "...owwwwww! owwwwww! owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

"Oh fuck - I'm coming, I'm COMING!..."

"Oh fuck - me too, baby!... Oh fuck... Oh fuck... Ohhhhhh FUUUCCCKKKK!..."

Donna slumped slowly forward against Joey, panting and spent. "Oh baby," she gasped, stroking his cheek with one trembling hand. "Oh baby... Oh baby... Oh baby..."

"Oh yeah, baby..." Joey was still gasping in the aftermath. He hugged her close. "Oh yeah... Oh yeahhhhhh..." Then as his breathing finally started to slow he looked over towards the bedroom. "Hey," he said in surprise, "listen up."

They both listened. The sounds of whapping and wailing had stopped. Now they could hear the softer sound of a young male groin thudding repeatedly against bare female buttocks. [Slub, slub, slub, slub...] "Oh yeah," came Mike's voice out through the bedroom door. "Oh fuck, yeah!... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh..."

"Damn," said Joey regretfully. "I was hoping he'd take longer than that to get it up again. I was having fun listening to all that paddling and squealing. Damn!"

"Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh..." Mike's voice, out through the bedroom door. [Slub, slub, slub, slub...] And then a woman's voice: "Ohhh... Owww!... Owww!... Oh God!..."

Donna snuggled her bare body against his and giggled softly. "Sounds like she's still not having a lot of fun, baby. That red butt of hers must be sore as hell by now."

The sound was faster now. [Slub, slub, slub, slub, slub, slub...] And so was the response: "Oh, ow, ow, oh, ow, owwwwww...!"

Then even faster: [slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub-slub...] "Oh fuck!" screamed Mike over the woman's cries of distress. "I'm coming!... I'm comiiinnngggggg!..."

Suddenly Donna summoned up the energy from somewhere and launched herself off Joey's lap. "I wanna see her getting it, baby. I just gotta have a peek." And she hurried over to the bedroom doorway and peered around.

Joey struggled up off the sofa and joined her, a little more slowly. "What's happening?" he whispered as he craned around above her.

Mike was slumped on top of the woman crouching on the bed, his bare buttocks still moving in slow tired thrusts. "Oh fuck," he moaned. "Didn't think... didn't think I could come again so soon... Oh fuck...!"

"Oh God," whimpered the woman under him. "Owww... Oh God..."

The two young teenagers watched for a while in silence. Joey's hands were tight around Donna's shoulders. He pressed himself quietly up against her from behind. "Isn't that great, baby?" he whispered.

"Yeah," Donna whispered back. "God, I wish I'd seen the whole thing. Seen the old bitch begging to be paddled, and then squealing while he did it. And then him humping her full speed up against her sore ass. God, I wish I'd seen it!"

"Shhh," whispered Joey. "He'll hear you." He pulled her away from the door, slowly and silently. "But I got an idea how we can still get our own show." He tiptoed back with her until they were both well away from the door and then raised his voice. "How's it going, Mike? Fucked her yet?"

"Oh God..." Mike sounded exhausted. "Yeah, I... I fucked her OK. Oh God - you guys sure were right about paddling her ass... Got me hard again so damn fast... Oh God...!"

"Great," said Joey. "But as soon as you're feeling OK you gotta finish the job. After she's had a good fucking she really likes to be paddled again. All the way out here and then round the living room a few times. You think you can handle that?"

Donna clamped a hand hard over her mouth and giggled soundlessly. "Oh baby," she whispered. "Oh God, baby! She won't be able to sit down for a month!"

"Yeah!" Joey whispered back, and kissed her. Then he raised his voice again. "Waddaya say, Mike? Think you can do it? She mightn't let you fuck her again if you don't."

"Is that right?" Mike sounded a little more with it now. The two young teenagers heard the sounds of him struggling up off the bed. "Well if it's like that I guess I better do it. 'Cause I sure as hell want to fuck her next time!"

Donna giggled again. "Oh baby," she whispered, clutching Joey's arm, "you're fucking brilliant! More hot bitch ass, here we come!"

"God, lady..." Mike's voice came out through the open door again. "I can't understand why you like this stuff so much. But I'm real happy to give it to you. So get down off the bed..." [whapp! whapp! whapp!] "...and start crawling!" [whapp! whapp! whapp! whapp! whapp!]

"...owwwwww! owwwwww!... Oh God - please!... owwwwww! owwwwww! owwwwww!..."

"You see, Mike?" Joey called back. "You hear her begging for it? She loves it! So paddle her as hard as you can, out through the door."

"Sure thing. Here we come!" [whapp! whapp! whapp! whapp! whapp!]

Suddenly the teenagers saw the older woman burst out through the door, crawling frantically on her elbows and knees, with her bare breasts swaying wildly and the naked delivery boy right behind her, flailing as hard as he could at her upraised buttocks. "Owwwwww!" she shrieked. "Oh GOD!..."

"Hey," said Donna, "look at the way her tits wobble around when she crawls fast like that. Paddle her some more, Mike. Let's see her really moving!" The young girl giggled. "I knew there was a reason for her having bigger tits than me. It's so she can shake them around when we paddle her!"

"Yeah," said Mike happily, "they shake around real good, don't they? C'mon lady - crawl faster!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She scrambled desperately forward again, feeling her breasts swaying even more wildly as she did so. "Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww!..." She could see both naked teenagers sitting cuddling in an armchair and smirking down at her. "Owwwwww!" she shrieked again.

Joey hugged Donna close and snickered. "So waddaya think, Mike? Is she a slut or what?"

Mike shook his head. "I dunno. I haven't had a lot of slut experience like you guys. But I gotta admit I've never seen anything like this." He grinned across at the naked young teenagers as he raised the paddle again. "This gets to be fun after a while, doesn't it?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!"  She galloped forward once more, trying desperately to stay ahead of the punishment. "Oh GOD!..."

"That's it, Mike!" Joey raised his voice above the noise. "Run her round the room a few times. If you start liking it as much as she does, you might even get hard enough for a third fuck. Go for it!"

"Oh God!" she wailed as the paddle kept descending. "Owwwwww!..." She scrambled across the floor as fast as she could, but Mike stayed right behind her. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"OWWWWWW!" she howled, finally collapsing in a sobbing heap on the floor with one hand clutching her agonized buttocks. "Oh GOD!... Oh please, please, please, please, please..."

Mike stopped, standing over her naked and uncertain with the paddle still raised. He looked across at Joey. "So... so what's she begging for now?"

Joey's grin got wider. "Well," he said, "what she usually likes now is to lie along the sofa and suck your dick, while you keep paddling her ass. That's what my buddy's Dad did with her last time he was here." He looked down at the sobbing woman on the floor. "Didn't he, Mrs Jones?"

She looked hopelessly up at him through her tears, still clutching at her burning buttocks. Oh God, she thought in despair, hasn't he hurt me enough for you, you little monster?

"Didn't he, Mrs Jones?"

"Y...y...yes, Joey. Oh God..."

"Sounds good to me." Mike sat down on one end of the sofa and waved the paddle at her. "C'mere, lady. C'mere and get your mouth on my dick!"

"That's the way, buddy," said Joey approvingly. "Order her around. She loves it." He grinned again. "She loves it so much she'll probably jerk off while you're paddling her. Won't you, Mrs Jones?" And he waved Albie's tablet.

She looked at him as she climbed painfully up off the floor, still clutching her buttocks. "Y...yes, Joey." You horrible little pervert. Oh God!...

"Show Mike what it looks like when you play with yourself. Stand in front of him and do it for a while, before you get on the sofa."

"Oh God!" Her face flamed with humiliation as she reached down unwillingly towards her bare pubes. She could feel her buttocks still throbbing from the paddling.

"And show him the suck-your-nipple trick too. Go on, Mrs Jones - do it."

Mike's breathing became faster as she stood in front of him, face burning, doing what she was told. "Wow!" he said. "What a slut. What an unbelievable slut!"

Her face burned even hotter. Oh God, she thought hopelessly as she kept pumping one finger up inside herself, how can I ever face the world again? Mike's sure to tell his friends, and then everybody out there'll be talking about me. Oh God - everybody!...

"Do it faster, bitch." Donna's sneering voice came from behind her. "Show him how much of a slut you really are." Suddenly the young naked girl jumped off Joey's lap and held out her hand to Mike. "Gimme the paddle for a minute, big boy. I wanna make sure she knows who's boss round here."

Mike handed it to her. Then he looked back at the older woman, still doggedly masturbating in front of him. "How come she always does what you guys tell her?"

"Cause she's just a fucking slut." Donna smacked the paddle hard against the woman's trembling red buttocks. [WHAPP!] "Aren't you, bitch?"

"Owwwwww! Y...yes, Donna. Oh God!..."

"And she'll do anything to get another young dick up her cunt. Won't you, bitch?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Y...yes, Donna. Owwwwww!..."

"I told you to do it faster. Didn't I, bitch?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!..." She frantically increased her efforts, pumping her finger rapidly in and out of herself as she jerked desperately away from the paddle. "Owwwwww!..."

"Way to go, baby," said Joey approvingly from behind her. "Hit her again."

"You bet," said Donna. [WHAPP!] "Who told you to stop sucking your tits, bitch? Get on with it!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!... Mmmmmmm... Ummmmmm... Mmmmmmm..."

"Fuck!" said Mike. "I've never seen anything like it. And now I think I'm getting hard on number three just watching it. Fuck!"

"Oh you ain't seen nothing yet, big boy," said Donna happily. "Let's make her really crawl for you." She swung the paddle again. [WHAPP!] "Kiss his feet, bitch." [WHAPP!] "And keep your ass poking up and one finger working your pussy while you're doing it." [WHAPP!] "Cause you like it so much, don't you?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!... Oh God!..." She scrambled back down onto the floor and quickly pressed her mouth against the delivery boy's bare feet, still keeping one finger buried in her vagina. "Mmmmmmm... Mmmmmmm... Mmmmmmm..."

"Now kiss all the way up the insides of his legs, bitch. And KEEP PUMPING YOUR CUNT!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"OWWWWWW!..." She clung weeping to the delivery boy's bare legs, with her tears and saliva mingling as she slobbered against him. Oh God, she thought in despair as she kept her finger moving hopelessly in and out of herself - Albert, where ARE you? I never thought I'd pray to see you again, but for God's sake please come back! Please come back and save me from these horrible little monsters! PLEASE!

"Now lick his balls, bitch." [WHAPP!] "Lift his dick out of the way and lick them and suck them." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" she shrieked again as she frantically did what she was told. "Owwwwww!..."

"Ohhhhhh!..." moaned Mike as her mouth closed over his testicles. "Ohhhhhh!... Oh God!..."

"Now his dick, bitch. Lick it and suck it." [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ummmmmm..."

"Oh God!" Mike gasped. "Quick - gimme... gimme the paddle! I want her up on the sofa like you said. I... I wanna paddle her ass again while she does that. Ohhhhhh!..."

"OK, bitch - do what he says." [WHAPP!] "And keep jerking off while you suck him." [WHAPP!] "You hear me, bitch?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Y...yes, Donna. OWWWWWW!" She scrambled desperately up onto the sofa and stretched herself out full length, with one arm under her body and her finger still buried in her vagina. "Oh God," she moaned as she grabbed Mike's half-flaccid penis with her free hand and brought her mouth down onto it again. "Oh Gob... Ummmmmm... Ummmmmm... Ummmmmm..."

"That's a good bitch," said Donna with satisfaction. "A good docile schoolteacher bitch!" She handed the paddle back to Mike. "Slam her ass, big boy."

Mike's eyes widened. "A schoolteacher?" he said in surprise. "My God!" He took the paddle and grinned. "You mean I'm paddling a schoolteacher's bare butt?" [WHAPP!] "While she sucks my dick naked?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Oh wow - my school was never like this!" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Don't you bite his dick, bitch," said Donna warningly. "When he paddles you."

"No, Donna... Owwwwww!... OWWWWWW!... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ubbbbbb..."

"Blow jobs 101," said Mike contentedly. [WHAPP!] "That's what I'm studying." He grinned again. "My own private lessons, from my own private tutor. With incentives." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She bounced and jerked on the sofa, shrieking into Mike's penis every time the paddle descended, and still trying to remember to keep her finger moving mechanically in and out of her vagina. Oh God, she thought in agonized despair, Albert, Albert, Albert - please come BACK!

Donna sat herself down on Joey's lap again. "Yeah," she breathed as she watched Mike's paddle rising and falling against the older woman's jerking red buttocks, "that looks great! Just what every schoolteacher bitch needs." She squirmed slowly around on top of Joey, grinding her bare bottom against his groin. "Keep squealing, bitch. Oh yeah!"

"Oh fuck," gasped Mike as he swung the paddle, "I swear it's happening - I swear it is! Hard on number three - in less than an hour. Oh boy, lemme make it harder..." [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

God, she thought in agony as the paddle kept smashing against her anguished buttocks, how long's this hell going to last? In between her shrieks of pain she tried desperately to suck him as well as she could. "Owwwwww!" ...If I can just get him hard again... "Owwwwww! Owwwwww!" ...he might stop hitting me and start having sex instead... "Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!..."

Donna started squirming even faster on Joey's lap. "Fuck, that looks good!" she gasped. "Bitch schoolteacher really getting it!" She reached down between her open thighs and grabbed at Joey's limp penis. "You sure you can't fuck me again, baby?" she panted as she desperately rubbed the head of his lifeless organ against her open labia. "God - I'm so hot!"

"Oh God, baby," moaned Joey, "have a heart! How often do you think I can do it, for fuck's sake? You think I'm a superstud or something?" He reached down and slid one finger inside her. "How about I work your clit instead, baby? Will that do?"

"Oh yeah!" wailed Mike suddenly. "I'm hard AGAIN! I don't believe it!" He threw the paddle aside and flipped the older woman onto her back on the sofa. "Open your legs, lady. Here I go for fuck number three!"

She grunted in distress as Mike rammed his freshly erect penis back inside her, driving her raw buttocks down hard against the rough sofa fabric. "Oh God..." he gasped as he started humping, "I still don't believe it... Three fucks... in an hour!... Oh God... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh!..."

Donna squeezed Joey's limp penis again and then twisted her head around and kissed him. "Oh yeah," she murmured into his open mouth as she kept one eye on the action, "this time he'll take so long to get there he'll fuck her old bitch ass off. Oh yeah!..."

"Yeah," muttered Joey back against her kiss, "and she'll feel like a tank's driven through her cunt." His finger kept slowly moving inside the young girl's vagina. "Albie and me did that to her one night - fucked her so much she could hardly walk. It was great!"

"God - look at the look on her face," whispered Donna. Her hand tightened on Joey's penis and she started bucking herself against his moving finger. "She's hating it!" Then she raised her voice. "Way to go, Mike. Fuck her harder. And faster! She really loves a teenage dick giving her a long hard fuck. Specially after a good ass paddling."

"Yeah?..." gasped Mike. The sweat was breaking out on his forehead as he labored steadily towards his third orgasm. "Doing my... fucking best!... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh..." He stopped for a moment and got a fresh grip on the woman's bare shoulders. "OK - let's see... let's see how fast I can fuck you, lady. God, you sure do want lots of it!"

"Ahhhhhh!" she gasped as Mike started thrusting in and out of her again as fast as he could. "Ohhhhhh!... Ouch!... Owwwwww!..." Oh God, she thought hopelessly, this is almost as bad as the paddling! And it's taking him forever! Oh God...

"Yeayyy, Mike!" Donna was bouncing up and down on Joey's lap now, still gripping his limp penis and ramming his hand hard against her crotch. "All those owies mean she's loving it. Fuck her harder! Fuck her harder!"

"Oh wow," Mike panted hoarsely as his bare buttocks bobbed up and down even faster - "never had a fuck... last as long as this... God, it feels good!... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh..."

She grunted and gasped in pain as his humping punished her sore buttocks and his erection pounded her tender vagina over and over. Oh my God, she thought in despair as she grabbed desperately for the sides of the cushions and hung on - please come! Please finish! Ohhhhhh - it's HURTING!...

"Oh fuck!" wailed Mike. "I'm coming! I'm coming AGAIN! Ohhhhhh fuuuuuucccccckkkkkk!..."

She was crying openly as Mike sagged down on top of her, his hips still moving slowly against her agonized groin. "Oh God," he gasped exhaustedly, "I've never fucked like this. Oh God - never!... Oh God..."

Oh please, she thought, trembling and weeping under him in hopelessness and pain - please let it be finished now. Oh God - PLEASE!...

Mike began to slowly climb off her, still breathing heavily. "God," he gasped again, "what a fuck. What a fucking... fantastic... fuck!..." Then he glanced at his watch. "Oh shit," he burst out, "look at the time! I am gonna be in so much trouble!" He leapt up, his exhaustion forgotten, and ran to the bedroom to retrieve his clothes. "Don't forget, guys," he panted as he rushed back out, hastily pulling up his pants, "call me any time. Just ask for Mike. I'm on..."

"Yeah," said Donna, "we know. Every night except Sundays. Glad you had fun. Bye, Mike."

As the front door closed behind the delivery boy, Donna gave Joey one last lingering kiss and then got off him. She walked over to the sofa and stood there, still naked, looking down at the older woman. "How does that old cunt of yours feel now, schoolteacher bitch? Well and truly fucked?" The young girl's smile was hard. "And the best part is, the night's only half over. Isn't that great?"

"Oh God," she wept, looking vainly for pity in the young girl's face. "Please, Donna - I'm so sore! Oh please - you're a woman, you must know what it's like. Oh please don't let the boys f...fuck me any more tonight. Oh God - please!"

Donna smiled wolfishly. "Don't worry, schoolteacher bitch. Your old cunt isn't due for any more fucking tonight. Joey and me've got something else in mind. Something you're really gonna love!"

"W...what?" She looked fearfully up at Donna, and then felt a slowly dawning horror. Oh God, she prayed again, trembling all over - please come back, Albert! For God's sake, please come back and help me!

Suddenly the front door opened again and Albie came in.

"I got it," he said triumphantly. "I got the enema kit!"


CHAPTER 18

"Oh God!... Ohhhhhh!... Aaaahhh!... Ohhhhhh!..."

She clutched desperately at the toilet bowl as Donna squeezed the enema bag. She shuddered again as she felt more warm soapy water forcing its way inexorably into her bowels.

"You like that, bitch?" Donna gave the bag another vicious squeeze. "Feel good?"

She could feel the cramps increasing. "Oh GOD!..."

Then she heard Joey's giggle. "Fuck, that looks good, Mrs Jones. Your head down and your ass up in the air. And my baby squeezing stuff into your asshole." He giggled again. "I can see your tits jiggling every time she squeezes. Fuck, that's good!"

"Aaaahhh!..." She clung to the cold toilet bowl in despair. "Aaaahhh!... Ohhhhhh!... Oh my God!..."

"There!" said Donna with satisfaction as she gave the bag one last squeeze. "All in. All up your old bitch ass." Then she reached forward with one hand and grabbed the older woman's hair. "Now, bitch, I'm gonna pull this nozzle out." She dragged the woman's head back. "And you..." She shook her by the hair. "...are gonna hold it all inside you. For ten minutes!" Another shake. "You hear me, bitch?"

"Oh God!... Oh God!..."

"Cause if you don't - if you let it out before I say you can..." Another savage shake. "...then what you've had up to now's gonna be NOTHING compared to what we'll do to you!" She wrenched the woman's head back even further. "You got that, bitch?"

"Oh yeah!" Joey's young penis was partly erect again. "Why don'tcha let it out early, Mrs Jones? 'Cause I got lots and lots of real neat stuff I wanna try out on you!" He reached out and fondled one of her breasts, plucking roughly at her nipple. "So let it out early, why don'tcha?"

"Oh God..."

Donna grasped the nozzle. "OK, bitch," she said warningly, "get ready. Get ready to jam your ass cheeks together. And don't you dare let out a single fucking drop!" And then she pulled.

"Aaaahhh!..." She clutched frantically at the toilet bowl as the nozzle came out, then desperately clenched her buttocks together. "Oh God!" she gasped again, struggling slowly upright and clutching at her distended stomach as the cramps grew steadily worse. "Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!... Oh God... Ohhhhhh!..."

"And this'll clean her out, huh?" It was Albie's voice. "So we can fuck her up the ass without getting shitty dicks?"

"Oh, once won't be enough." Donna threw the enema kit into the shower alcove. "We gotta do it to her lots more times." She gave a little giggle as she washed her hands at the basin. "Make her butthole squeaky clean before you guys start fucking her."

"Oh God - no! Oh please - not lots more times! Oh God - PLEASE!..."

"Hey, come on, baby." Albie's erection was hard and throbbing. "You made me all hard and hot, and then you sent me out shopping. And now you're telling me I gotta wait even longer while you do all this stuff to her twenty more times. Have a heart!"

"Aw, sorry, baby." Donna quickly finished drying her hands and then pressed her naked body placatingly up against his. "But hey, isn't it fun seeing her getting it?" She rubbed her crotch slowly and sensuously up and down against his bare hip. "And loving it so much?"

"Yeah, but I need a fuck, for God's sake. Look at me!"

"OK, OK," said Donna hastily, "let's see if we can speed things up a little bit." She gave him a quick hug and released him, then turned to the older woman. "Hey, bitch," she said roughly, "stop just standing there and clutching your guts and whining. I want you to dance for me. I want you to shake that stuff around inside you." She looked at Joey. "Hey, baby, can you go get the strap? So we can encourage her to dance better."

"Oh yeah!" said Joey. His penis was almost fully erect now. He headed eagerly towards the door. "I'll encourage her for you, baby. No problem!"

"Dance, bitch." Donna's expression was hard. "But don't let it out!"

"Oh God!" She clenched her fists and her buttocks again and gave herself a small tentative shake, trying desperately not to let anything leak out.

"Nah," said Joey, suddenly reappearing with the strap in his hand, "that's not dancing, Mrs Jones." He raised the strap. "Lemme teach you how to really dance!"

"Oh God - no!" She thrust out her hands, frantically trying to ward him off. "If... if you hit me I won't be able to hold it in. I'll leak - I know I'll leak. Oh God - please!"

"OK, buddy," said Albie suddenly, "give her a chance, before you start hitting her." He grimaced. "I'm still not one hundred percent convinced about all this asshole stuff. And the last thing I want is shit all over the floor, for fuck's sake."

Joey's resentment flashed briefly as he glanced at Albie. But he quickly covered it up before the older boy could see it. He turned back to the trembling naked woman in front of him. "OK, Mrs Jones," he said, waving the strap again, "here's your big chance. Dance. Dance real good and I won't paddle you." His smile was thin. "Or if you like, just stand there. That'll make me paddle you for sure. And then if you leak I'll get to do all my neat stuff on you!"

"Oh God!" She looked fearfully at him, then gritted her teeth and forced herself to start moving again. She groaned as she felt the warm soapy liquid sloshing around inside her. And then the cramps started building once more. "Aaahhh!" she gasped, clutching desperately at her abdomen.

"Yeah," said Donna with satisfaction, "that's getting things moving. Just do that a little bit longer, schoolteacher bitch. And then you can squat on the john and let it all out."

"OK." Albie's tone was firm. "I'm outta here. There's no way I wanna stay and watch all this stuff." He paused in the doorway and looked back at Donna. "Call me when she's ready to be fucked, baby. But just don't take all fucking night."

After Albie had gone, Joey looked warningly at the young girl. "He's gonna pull the plug, baby, if you can't hurry it up. I've seen it before - he doesn't like this!"

"He'll come around." Donna sounded confident. "After he's fucked her tight squeaky clean asshole he won't be able to get enough of it." She pointed at the toilet. "Get down on there, bitch. And do your thing."

* * * * *

She stood naked and shivering on the bathmat after her third icy cold shower. Donna had subjected her to a second full enema and then a final rinse with clean water and cologne. "Make your asshole smell nice, bitch," the young girl had sneered, before forcing her back under the icy water and making her wash herself and the enema kit yet again.

Suddenly the strap slashed hard across her left buttock as she stood there. "Owwww!" she yelped, clutching at herself and looking helplessly at Donna. "Oh God! W...what was that for?"

The young girl smiled. "I thought you looked cold, bitch. Thought you might need warming up." She lifted the strap again. "Let's see if I can warm up your tits this time."

"No!" She backed away with her hands held up to shield her bare breasts. Donna's hand moved like lightning, slashing the strap across her unprotected buttock again. "Owwwwww!" she wailed, grabbing at her bottom once more.

[WHAPP!] The strap landed stingingly on top of her left nipple. "Aaaahhh!" she howled, bringing her hands desperately back around to protect her breasts.

[WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] The strap cut savagely back across both of her unguarded buttocks. "Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Oh God!" She broke and ran, out through the bathroom door.

Donna was right behind her, all around the living room. "You feeling warm yet, schoolteacher bitch?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "You feeling warm yet?" [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

She ran even faster. "Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww!... Oh God - PLEASE!..."

"OK, baby." Albie stood in the doorway of the master bedroom, his erection swollen with waiting. "When you've finished having your fun with her, maybe I'll finally get this ass fuck you've been promising for so long."

"All yours, baby." Donna stood naked and panting, the strap still in her hand. "All warmed up, with a sweet smelling squeaky clean asshole." She smiled. "You're gonna love it."

Joey's voice came from the bedroom. "Get her in here, baby. I got some cushions and pillows on the bed. To hold her ass up, so my buddy can fuck her."

"OK." Donna moved forward and swung the strap again. [WHAPP!] "Get in there, bitch. " [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" Albie moved aside as she ran in through the door, trying frantically to stay ahead of the swinging strap. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] "Owwwwww!"

"Where do you want her, baby?" Donna bailed her up against the bed, still swinging. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww! Owwwwww!" She jerked under the blows, trying desperately to protect her naked body with her hands, but Donna kept finding new places to hit her. "Owwwwww! OWWWWWW!"

"Get her up here on the bed, sweetcakes. Over the top of all this stuff."

"You heard him, bitch." [WHAPP!] "Get up over all that, with your ass up in the air."

"Oh God, I'm doing it, I'm doing it! You don't have to... owwwwww! ...keep hitting me all the time... Owwwwww! Owwwwww!" She scrambled into position as quickly as she could. "Oh God - please!..."

Donna turned to Albie and smiled, still breathing heavily. "You see, baby? See how fast she stuck her asshole up for you? Looks like she's real eager to get ass fucked, doesn't it?"

"Oh God!" She clenched her fists and closed her eyes, shuddering as she lay there across the pile of cushions and pillows. "Oh God!..."

"OK." Albie slowly climbed onto the bed behind her, his erection bobbing stiffly in front of him. "This sure as hell better be worth the wait, baby."

"It will be, baby. You're just gonna love her tight old asshole this time around." Then Donna picked up a tube from the bedside table. "But hold it a sec. Lemme put some K-Y on before you go in."

"Hey, what's up?" Albie stopped, looking at her in surprise. "You trying to be nice to her all of a sudden?"

"Oh I couldn't give a fuck about her, baby." Donna slathered the K-Y onto his erect penis, making him gasp. "But this'll make it sweeter for you." The young girl smiled at him. "And I want you to have fun."

She lay trembling under Albie, with her buttocks raised and her anus still aching from the repeated enemas. She tensed herself, then recoiled and shuddered again as she felt the tip of his slick penis probing her sphincter. Oh God! Oh God!...

"Oh yeah!" Albie pushed hard, then let out a sigh as he started sliding slowly inside her. "Oh fuck - that... that actually feels good!... Oh God - went in so easy!... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh yeaaaaaahhhhhh!..."

She grabbed desperately at the bedclothes and hung on as his erection pushed even deeper into her sore rectum. "Aaaahhh!... Oh GOD!..."

"Oh yeah!" panted Albie as he started thrusting in earnest. "So fucking tight!... And no shit... no shit to worry about... Oh fuck!... Oh yeah!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..."

Donna walked around behind the two naked figures heaving together on the bed. "Oh yeah, baby," she said happily, crouching down and peering under Albie's thrusting buttocks, "that looks great. Old bitch getting your big dick right up her ass." She squeezed her bare thighs together and slowly bucked up and down on the floor. "Ohhh yeahhh!"

"God... this feels good!..." gasped Albie, as his humping speeded up. "So... fucking... tight!..."

"Oh God!" moaned the woman under him. "Ohhhhhh!... Owwwwww!... Aaaahhh!..."

Joey came and crouched down beside Donna, his erection fully hard again. "Looks good, huh, baby?" He ran a hand down between her tightly pressed thighs. "Making you hot again, huh?"

Donna grabbed at his hand and rammed it hard against her crotch. "Yeah, baby!... Oh God - I'd just love you to fuck me again right now." She began bucking even faster against his hand. "But I want you to save it... Ohhhhhh!... I wanna see her getting another stiff dick up her old ass.... Ohhhhhh!... 'Cause it just looks so fucking GOOD!..."

Joey kissed her and fondled her a little longer, then got up and walked around to the head of the bed. He looked down at the older woman grunting and whimpering under Albie's relentless humping. "Hey, Mrs Jones," he said cheerfully, "you gotta be getting used to it by now." He bent down and smiled at her. "Maybe it's even getting to be kinda fun, huh?"

She stared up into his face, her teeth gritted in revulsion and pain. "Ohhhhhh!" she shuddered, as Albie gave her a particularly savage thrust. "Oh God... Owwwwww! Owwwwww!... Oh God... Oh GOD...!"

Joey smiled thinly. "And then again, maybe not." He looked at Albie. "How about you, kid? You having fun?"

"Oh fuck, yeah!" the older boy panted. "Without all the shit to worry about... it's fucking fantastic!... So fucking TIGHT!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..." His hands tightened on her bare shoulders. "Oh yeah!.. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!... Oh fuck!..."

"Told you so, baby." Donna was standing beside Joey, sounding smug. "Told you so," she whispered again, as she grabbed his hand and pressed it back against her crotch. "That old bitch is gonna have her ass fucked off by this time next week!"

"Owwwwww!... Aaaahhh!... Oh GOD!..."

"Oh fuuuccckkk!" Albie howled, humping faster than ever. "I'm gonna come!... I'm gonna come - right up your fucking ass, Mrs Jones!... Oh fuck!... Oh fuck!... Ohhhhhh fuuuuccccckkkkkk!..."

He sagged down on top of her as his thrusting got slower and slower and finally stopped. "Ohhh fuck," he moaned exhaustedly. "Ohhh God!... Ohhhhhh fuck!..."

"Oh God," she whimpered wretchedly underneath him. "Sore!... So sore!... Oh God - it hurts... hurts!... Oh my God!... Ohhhhhh!..."

Albie finally levered himself off her and then collapsed down beside her on the bed. "Oh God," he sighed wearily - "that was fantastic. Fucking fantastic!... So fucking tight!... Ohhhhhh fuuuccckkk!..."

"Fuck, look at that," said Donna happily. "All his cum's running out her asshole. And down her legs." The young girl giggled. "Doesn't that look great?"

"Yeah," said Joey. "But you don't expect me to fuck that, do you, baby? Even if you are hot to see her getting it again."

"It's OK, baby." Donna giggled once more. "That just means we'll have to give her another enema." She leaned over and roughly prodded the older woman's buttock. "Won't we, bitch?"

"W...what?" In her distress and pain it took a few seconds to register. Then it hit her. "Oh... oh no! N...not another enema! Oh no! Oh God - noooooo!..."

* * * * *

Her anus throbbed from the fourth enema. She stood naked and hopeless beside the bed, waiting for Joey to pile up the pillows and cushions for her to lie over. Oh God, she thought, shuddering, are those little monsters really going to do it to me like this from now on? I'd rather be in jail! She gritted her teeth and shivered again in despair.

But Joey was doing something different. He looked up as he made a pile of cushions on the floor, up against the bed. "Lie down on your back, Mrs Jones. Right here, on the edge of the bed, with your knees pulled up." He grinned at her as he adjusted the cushions. "I'm gonna kneel on these and ass fuck you from the front. So I can see the look on your face while I'm doing it."

She just looked at him. You little bastard, she thought dully. Even with something as filthy as this, you can still think how to make it worse, can't you? Damn you to hell. She let out a defeated sigh and struggled reluctantly into position on the bed.

"Pull your knees up further than that, Mrs Jones." Joey stood looking down at her, his young erection stiff and hard. "And grab hold of them with your hands." Then he turned to Donna. "You got that K-Y there, baby?"

"Coming up, baby." Donna came over with the tube and reached down towards his groin. "How much do you want?"

"Not too much." Joey's smile was hard as he looked down at the naked woman lying trembling on the bed. "I don't want to go too easy on her."

"OK." Donna grinned as she gave him a quick wipe. "That should do it. Now go for it, baby - right up her old bitch ass!"

"Oh God!" Her trembling increased as Joey knelt down in front of her, with his erection pointed right at her aching anus. "Oh God!..."

"Oooh," said Joey happily as he looked at her splayed crotch, "two holes - a cunt and an asshole!" He smiled down at her. "Which one should I fuck, Mrs Jones?"

Her lower lip started quivering uncontrollably, and she felt a tear trickling out of the corner of one eye. "P...please, Joey," she whispered. "Oh God - please...!"

"Yeah." His smile got wider. "That's what I thought you'd say." And he grabbed her around the thighs and rammed his rigid young penis straight into her rectum.

"Aaaahhh!... Oh God!... Owwwwww!... Oh God, please, Joey, it's so sore! Oh please, not so hard! Oh please, please, please..."

He reached down and grabbed her face between his hands, then bared his teeth at her in a malicious smile. "Do you... do you like it, Mrs Jones?" he panted, as he kept thrusting savagely into her. "Does it... uhhhhhh!... uhhhhhh!... uhhhhhh!... does it feel GOOD?..."

Ohhhhhh, she thought helplessly as she jerked under his savage thrusting, you vile horrible sadistic little fiend... "Owwwwww!..." Oh God, I hate you... "Aaaahhh!..." I hate you so much... "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!... Aaaahhh!... Oh God!... Oh GOD!..."

"Fuck, that looks nice!" It was Donna's voice. Then she paused. "Hey, wait a minute, baby," she said, "what about Albie? He's asleep in his bedroom again - he's missing all the fun. You want me to go wake him up?"

"Nah," panted Joey, as he kept thrusting, "let him sleep." He shook his head. "He's just... too damn old for all this fucking... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... He... he's nearly fifteen, for fuck's sake... Uhhhhhh!... That's why he keeps going to sleep all the time... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..."

Oh God, she thought in renewed despair, yes, he is asleep again... "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!..." And that means you little monsters can... "Owwwwww!" ...can do any cruel filthy thing you want with me... "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!..." Oh God!...

Joey stopped for a moment, and then grabbed her around the thighs for the second time. He looked down into her agonized face, and as he started thrusting again he pursed his lips at her in mocking kisses. [smooch, smooch, smooch] "Isn't... isn't this fun, Mrs Jones?..." [smooch, smooch] "...Doesn't it feel so, so good?..." [smooch, smooch, smooch] "...Well anyway... it sure feels fucking good to me!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..." [smooch, smooch, smooch]

"Hey," said Donna, "you in a mood for kissing, baby?" She started to climb onto the bed. "I'll get in front of you and kiss you, if that's what you want."

"Yeah, but she's... she's in the way, baby," Joey panted. He stopped thrusting for a minute. "How... how are you gonna...?"

"Aw gee," said Donna regretfully, "I'm just gonna hafta sit on her old bitch face, aren't I? With my pussy right on her mouth. Gee, what a bummer!" She knelt on the bed behind the older woman's head and slapped her on one arm. "Get you arms and legs out of the way, bitch," she said harshly. "Put your feet up over my baby's shoulders and gimme some room."

Oh God, she thought hopelessly - as if all this isn't bad enough already! She put her legs up reluctantly and lowered her arms, gripping despairingly at the edge of the mattress. Oh God, I... And then her view of the ceiling was suddenly blotted out. "Mmmppphhh!... Ummmppphhh!..." she gasped, as the young girl's crotch started grinding down hard into her face. "Ummmmmm!... Mmmmmmm!..."

"Suck me, bitch," Donna snarled, grinding down even more. She reached down and began tugging hard at the helpless woman's nipples. "Fucking suck me, you lazy fucking bitch!..." [tug, pull, tug] "...Lick my clit..." [pull, tug, tug, pull] "...Stick your old bitch tongue right up my pussy..." [tug, tug, tug, pull, pull, pull] "...Oh yeah... Oh yeah... Oh yeah!... Just... just keep doing that, bitch!... Oh yeah... Oh yeahhhhhh!..." [tug, tug, tug, TUG!...]

"Aaahhhmmmfff!" She wailed and howled into Donna's open vagina, jerking desperately under both young teenagers as the relentless wrenching at her breasts continued. "Owwwmmm!... Aaaaahhhhhh!... Ummmowwwwww!..."

Joey wrapped his arms around her upraised legs and started thrusting again. "Hey, baby," he panted, looking at Donna, "I thought you were doing this... uhhhhhh!... so you could kiss me... What... what happened to that idea?... Uhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..."

She lay there struggling to breathe as the young girl's crotch pressed down even harder against her face, and groaned again as Joey made a particularly savage thrust at her aching rectum. Oh God, she thought, shuddering, this is so dreadful! My nose is almost up the little bitch's anus! And then Donna gave yet another vicious wrench at her sore nipples. "Owwwwwwmmmmmm!... Aaaaaaahhhhhh!... Oh GOB!..."

Donna kept scooting her crotch back and forth across the woman's mouth, with a blissful look on her face. "Oh yeah... Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhh!..." Then she finally focused vaguely on Joey. "Uh, what... what'd you say, baby?... Ohhhhhh!..."

Joey tightened his grip around the woman's legs, thrusting faster than ever into her rectum. "You... you were gonna kiss me, baby... Uhhhhhh!... That's... that's what this was all for... Uhhhhhhh!... Uhhhhhh!..."

"Ohhhhhh - suck me, you old bitch!... Uh - oh yeah, right, baby... I... I was gonna kiss you, wasn't I?... Ohhhhhh!... Ohhhhhh!..." She leaned forward and shakily tried to connect with Joey's mouth as they both kept heaving up and down. "Sorry, baby... Mmmmmmm!... Mmmmmmm!... Mmmmmmm!..." Then she suddenly tore her mouth away again. "Keep licking, bitch! Or I'll pull your fucking nipples off!"

"Oh fuuccckkk!" howled Joey, clinging to the woman's legs and pumping in and out of her as fast as he could. "I'm gonna come!.. I'm gonna fucking come!... I'm gonna fucking come up her fucking, fucking ASS!... Oh fuccckkk!... Oh GOD!... Ohhhhhh fuuuuuucccccckkkkkk!..."

"Lick me, bitch!" wailed Donna. "Suck me - lick me - suck me!" She reached down and grabbed the woman's breasts with both hands and started banging her crotch frantically up and down against her face. "Suck me, suck me, suck meeeeee!... Oh yeah... Oh God... Aaaahhh!... Aaaahhh!.. Aaaahhh yessssss!..."

She lay there, still shuddering, as both young teenagers slowly sagged down on top of her. Her anus ached and her bruised mouth throbbed and her abused nipples were on fire from the vicious tugging. Oh God, oh God, oh God!...

Joey gave her a few last tired thrusts, making her whimper again, and then shakily pulled himself free. He staggered over to the bedroom chair and collapsed down into it. "Oh fuck," he gasped, still desperately trying to catch his breath, "did that... did that feel good or what?... God, that was tight!... Ohhhhhh fuuuccckkk!..."

"Ohhh yeahhhhhh..." Donna had fallen backwards, her legs still sprawled either side of the older woman's head. "Oh fuck, yeah...!" She reached down and tugged shakily at the woman's hair. "How... how was that, bitch?" she panted exhaustedly. "Did you like... getting your asshole fucked again?"

Oh God, she thought desperately, still trembling, that was so horrible! So horrible and so awful! She gave another deep shudder of revulsion. I swear I don't know what I'll do if they try to force that on me again!

"Ohhh fuck..." Joey's breath was still coming in heavy gasps. "That was so good! That was so fucking good... Gotta... gotta do it like that again next time..."

No, she thought in revulsion. I WON'T - I swear I WON'T...!

"Hey..." They all looked up as Albie stumbled back into the room. He stopped and blinked groggily at them, still naked. "Is it... is it all over?"

"Yeah, buddy." Joey's weary voice came from the chair. "One old bitch asshole, thoroughly fucked again." He giggled tiredly. "And she liked it so much she even ate out Donna baby while we were doing it." He snickered again. "Didn't you, Mrs Jones?"

"Well..." Donna giggled sleepily from the bed. "I kinda sat on her face. So she didn't have much fucking choice, did she?"

"Shit," said Albie regretfully. "And I missed the whole thing. Why didn't you guys wake me up, for fuck's sake?"

"Thought you needed your beauty sleep, buddy." Joey's snicker came again. "Seeing you're so old." Then he glanced at his watch. "Fuck - look at the time," he said in surprise. "It's almost midnight." He grinned at Donna. "Doesn't time fly when you're having fun?"

Donna slowly struggled up to a sitting position on the bed, still breathing heavily. "Oh fuck," she gasped, "that WAS fun. That was so much fun." She tugged at the woman's hair again. "Wasn't it, bitch?" Then she looked across at Joey. "But I guess... oh God, that was fun!... if it's as late as that, we really oughta go. Huh, baby?"

* * * * *

"Thank them before they go, Mrs Jones."

She was cowering on all fours at Albie's feet, both of them still naked, while Joey and Donna sat fully dressed on the sofa. Albie spoke again. "Go on, Mrs Jones - crawl over there and kiss Joey's feet for a while. And say, 'Thank you, Joey, for a wonderful evening.' " He prodded her roughly with one finger. "Do it, Mrs Jones."

"Y...yes, Albert." She crawled obediently over to the grinning Joey and bent down and pressed her mouth against his sneakers. "Th...thank you, Joey, for a wonderful evening." Oh God...

"Yeah," said Joey happily. "Like I said before - nothing like a nice docile bitch." Then as she kept on kissing him he pushed her away with one foot. "OK - that's enough. Now go do it to my baby. And tell her, 'Thank you, Donna, for a wonderful evening. And thank you for showing me so many new ways to get fucked.' " And he snickered.

She moved reluctantly over in front of Donna and did what she was told, teeth gritted and trembling. "...And th...thank you, Donna, for showing me so many... so many new ways to get fucked." Oh my God!...

Donna looked down at her and smiled. "That's Ms Donna to you, bitch. But it's nice to see you crawling." She moved her feet impatiently as the older woman kept kissing them. "Hey - stop wasting that old bitch tongue of yours down there. Get up here and pull my panties down, and then get your face up under my skirt."

"Oh God." She looked up at the younger girl in despair. "N...not again - please!"

"You want another demerit, Mrs Jones?" Albie's voice came from behind her. "I bet I could talk them into staying on for a while. To help you work it off."

"No!" She leapt up and reached hastily in under Donna's short skirt, feeling urgently for her panties. "No - I'm doing it. Please!"

Donna lifted her hips, sneering as her panties were pulled down her legs. "Changed your mind real quick, didn't you, bitch? You're a regular lezzie now, aren't you?"

Her face burned. "Y...yes, Donna." She lifted the girl's skirt and pressed her face quickly down against her groin. Oh God!...

"I already told you, bitch - that's Ms Donna to you." The young girl leaned forward and planted a hard sudden slap on one of her bare buttocks. [WHACK!] "Got it?"

"Owwwwww!" She lurched forward into Donna's crotch. "Yes, Ms Donna... Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm... Ubbbbbb..."

Donna pulled her skirt back over the older woman's bobbing head. "How's that, guys? Old bitch's head bouncing up and down under my skirt." She giggled. "Does that look good or what?"

They all laughed, and she felt her cheeks burning even hotter in between Donna's thighs as she worked. Oh God, she thought hopelessly, please let them leave! Please just let these awful little monsters get out of here and leave me with Albert. He can't possibly be any worse than this!

"Oh yeah," sighed Donna. "Ohhh yeahhhhhh..." Then suddenly she gave her a hard shove, pushing her away. "OK, bitch - that's enough. Till next time."

She fell back sprawling on the floor at the girl's feet, wet-faced and humiliated. My God, she thought in utter despair, how many next times will there be, for God's sake? How many times will I have to go through all this hell again? And she started crying, quietly and hopelessly on the floor.

"We gotta go." Donna stood up decisively. "It's been a real fun evening but we just gotta go." She finished pulling up her panties and then came over to Albie, bending down and probing his mouth with her tongue. "Thanks, baby," she murmured into his open mouth. "Thanks for a great time." She stroked his bare chest as she straightened up again. "Can I come back and see you some time?" Then she gestured carelessly at the naked woman lying weeping on the floor. "And the old bitch?"

"Sure, baby." Albie held her hand briefly as she moved away. "Any time you want." He looked down at the older woman. "That go for you too, Mrs Jones?"

"Oh God!..."

Joey got to his feet as well. "See ya, buddy," he said, taking Donna by the hand. Donna smiled, then kissed the younger boy softly on the cheek. "My superstud," she said happily. "That's four times you've done it so far tonight, baby. Counting the fuck you gave me before we got here." She pulled him close and started fondling his crotch as they moved towards the door. "How many more times you gonna fuck me tonight, baby? Huh, baby?"

Joey looked helplessly at Albie, and then rolled his eyes upwards. "I'll do my best, baby. You got any Vitamin E?"

Albie stood watching as the door closed behind them, with a half smile on his face. "Nice," he said softly. "He's always telling me I'm past it. But it looks like he's got a little bit more than he can handle there. Serve him right." He looked down again at the woman on the floor. "Maybe I'm not so bad after all, Mrs Jones. Or do you wanna have Joey and Donna instead?"

She shuddered. What difference does it make, she thought hopelessly. When they're here you still let them do whatever they want with me, don't you? Oh God...

Albie looked at his watch. "Twelve thirty. I wanna have at least one more fuck before you go, Mrs Jones. So suck my dick for a while and make me hard again."

Oh no, she thought in horror - you had that up inside my... my... Oh my God, I can't suck that - oh God, I CAN'T! "Albert," she faltered, casting desperately around for some excuse, "I... I... I'm expecting a call from my husband. It's about two days since he arrived in Central Asia, and... and with the time... time difference..." She trailed off uncertainly as she saw his face beginning to darken.

"Mrs Jones," he said deliberately, "didn't I tell you I busted into your husband's mailbox?"

She looked up at him, trembling. "I..."

"Didn't I tell you I can read all his emails?"

Her trembling got worse. "I..."

Suddenly he strode over and grabbed her by the hair. "And guess what his last email says, Mrs Jones." He shook her. "Guess what it says."

"Oh God, I..."

He jerked her to her feet and started pulling her towards his bedroom by the hair. "Come read it, Mrs Jones. It's real interesting."

She staggered along behind him bent almost double, with her hands grabbing frantically at his wrists to try to ease the savage pull on her hair. She could feel her bare breasts dangling and swaying as she stumbled desperately after him. "Oh God, Albert... Owwwwww!... I... I'm sorry. I..."

He forced her down naked onto her knees in front of his computer. "Stay there," he said fiercely, "and look." He started clicking with the mouse.

"Oh God! Albert, please - I..."

"There it is!" He turned to her, his face still angry. "C'mere, Mrs Jones. C'mere and read it out to me. Nice and loud and clear, so we can both hear it."

"Oh God!" She leaned forward, her lips trembling, and tried to focus on the screen. "I..." She swallowed, and then started to read aloud. " 'Dear Jeff. You know that I won't be able to email or phone once I finally get to that Godforsaken place...' "

"So he was gonna phone you, was he, Mrs Jones?"

"Oh God!..."

"Keep reading."

She swallowed again, her trembling worse than ever. " '...So could you do an old buddy a favor and pass on this very personal message to my wife. I tried to phone her from the airport as I was leaving, but she was out and the answering machine was switched off...' " Oh God, she thought, appalled - I forgot to switch it back on! Before I... before I came over here for that earlier dreadful weekend. Oh God...!

"Keep reading."

"Oh God... 'Hi, sweetheart...' " She stopped, tears suddenly blurring her vision. "Oh Rob! Oh Rob!... Oh my God..."

"Keep reading, I said!"

She wiped despairingly at her eyes. Oh Rob, she thought hopelessly. Oh my darling!... But then Albie started to frown and she hastily tried to focus on the screen again. " 'I'm so sorry about that fight we had as I was leaving. Of course it's tough on you having me away so much - I know that. And you have my solemn word that when I get back from this trip - which (I'm sorry, honey) could be up to a week longer than I first thought...' "

"That'll do. Enough lovey-dovey crap." Albie clicked with the mouse, closing the window on the screen. Then he reached out and grabbed her by the hair again, twisting her face around towards his. "So we got good news and bad news. The good news is - your old man's gonna be away for at least the next ten days..."

She was crying freely now. He tried to phone me, she thought in despair. He tried to phone me - and I left the answering machine switched off. Oh Rob, my darling - I'm so sorry! And now... now I'm going to be available to these little monsters for another TEN DAYS! Oh God help me!...

"And the bad news is..." His fingers tightened in her hair. "...you tried to fucking lie to me. Didn't you, Mrs Jones?"

"Oh God, Albert - I'm so sorry! I promise I won't ever try to lie to you again, I..."

"Same fucking shit!" He stood up, forcing her to her feet again. "Why don't you just shut up, Mrs Jones? Shut up and save your breath, why don'tcha?" He pointed behind her. "Go back out to the living room and sit down on the floor."

By the time she was sitting naked and trembling on the carpet he had come out, carrying the bag from Jake's store. He dumped it on the coffee table and reached in. "Here," he said, throwing her the spreader bar, "strap this on. And then slide it out as far as it'll go."

Her hands shook as she fumbled with the straps, fastening them around her ankles. Then she undid the butterfly nut and began slowly sliding it open, inching her feet awkwardly along the carpet as she did so. "Oh God...!"

"Further," he ordered. "It'll open wider than that. And then tighten it up again."

"Albert, it... it's too wide." She was struggling to stay leaning forward between her widely spread legs, wrestling with the slide. She could feel her vagina gaping obscenely open against the rough carpet. "It... it hurts my hips and knees. Please...!"

He picked up the strap. "You already got one demerit. You want another one?"

"No!" She made one last desperate lunge forward and managed to slide the bar open its final few inches. "Oh God - please...!" Then she tightened the nut with shaking fingers and fell back panting, with her legs grotesquely spread. "Oh God!..."

He threw her the collar. "Now put that on."

She looked up at his hard face. What's he going to do to me, she thought, hopeless and trembling. She buckled the collar around her neck with shaking fingers. Oh God - why did I try to lie to him? Why did I try to lie?

He pulled his hand out of Jake's bag. "You want these again, Mrs Jones?"

"No!" she wailed, staring aghast at the vicious little serrated clips in his hand. "Oh God, please - not those again! Albert, please, for pity's sake, I beg you..."

"OK." He dropped the clips back into the bag. Then he lifted out something else. "So we'll use this instead."

She looked in sick despair at what he was holding. It was a small screw-up clamp, hanging from a long thin chain. He walked over and dangled it deliberately in front of her face. "Put it on, Mrs Jones," he said. "On your left nipple. And be sure to screw it up real tight. 'Cause if I don't think you've done it tight enough I'll screw it up tighter myself." He shook it in front of her. "About six more fucking turns!"

"Oh God." She took it from him reluctantly, her lip trembling, and started slowly fumbling with it against her nipple. "Oh God." Her fingers shook as she slowly screwed it tight. "Oh God!" she gasped as it started biting into her flesh. "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!..."

"Tighter, Mrs Jones."

"Oh please, Albert!... Owwwwww!... Oh GOD!..."

"One more turn. Do it - or I'll give it six!"

Somehow she forced her shaking fingers to obey him. "Aaaahhh!" she wailed as the little clamp bit even deeper. "Owwwwww!... Oh please, no tighter than that! Oh please don't make me tighten it any more than that!... Owwwwww!... Oh God, PLEASE!..."

"Yeah - that looks about right." He reached down and grasped the dangling chain, and then gave it a couple of small experimental tugs. "How's it feel?"

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!..." Her hands fluttered frantically near her breast, longing to grab at the chain but not daring. "Owwwwww!... Oh PLEEEEASE!..."

"Yep - sounds about right too." He reached back into the bag. "Now the next one. On your other nipple."

And then she had to put on that on as well. He stood watching, pitiless, as she screwed it tighter and tighter on her right nipple, whimpering from the pain, until he was finally satisfied. Then he picked up both chains. "C'mon," he said, tugging them. "Get up. On your feet."

"Aaaahhh!... Oh God, I'm getting up, I'm getting up! Don't pull, don't pull, don't PULL!..." She floundered desperately to her feet, spreadlegged and staggering. "Owwwwww!... Aaaahhh!..."

He reached back into the bag and took out the cuffs. "Hands behind your back, Mrs Jones."

The tears were pouring down her face as she obeyed him. The thin chains dangled and swayed from each throbbing nipple. "Oh God - Albert, they HURT!..."

He finished cuffing her wrists and clipped them up to the collar behind her back. "Now bend over. C'mon!"

He ran the chains down under the spreader bar and started pulling them tight, stretching her nipples painfully down towards the floor. "Aaaahhh!" she wailed, desperately bending her knees and squatting down as far as she could to try to ease the pull on her breasts. But her feet were spread so wide apart that she could only achieve an awkward half squat before her hip and knee joints screamed in protest. "Owwwwww!" she howled as he tightened up the chains even further and then hooked them in place. "Oh Godddddd!..."

Finally he stepped back and looked at her. "How does that feel, Mrs Jones? Comfy?"

"Oh God. Oh God!" She crouched there trembling in front of him in her awkward wide-legged half squat, with her buttocks sticking right out and her breasts stretched painfully downwards. Her legs shook with the strain and her nipples screamed from the bite of the clamps. She strained futilely at the wrist cuffs up behind her back. "Please, Albert - please!" she whimpered, staring hopelessly downwards as her tears fell onto the floor. "Oh God - this hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it HURTS!..."

He let out a mirthless little laugh. "Hurts? Mrs Jones, we haven't even started." Then he brought his face down close to hers. "Now listen. I'm only gonna use the strap for now. Not the quirt this time, 'cause I'm such a nice guy. But..." His fingers grabbed her hair. "...if you don't stay on your feet it'll be the quirt for sure." He pulled her head back, stretching her breasts even more against the chains. "You want the quirt, Mrs Jones?"

"Aaaahhh!" she howled as the clamps tugged even more painfully at her nipples. "Owwwwww!... No, I don't... Owwwwww! Oh God!... I don't want the quirt... Owwwwww!... Oh God - please! I'll stay on my feet, I'll stay on my feet, I swear it!... Owwwwww!... OWWWWWW!"

"OK." He finally released her and picked up the strap again. Then he shook his head. "You sure must like demerits, Mrs Jones. You only just worked off the last one and now you've gone and earned yourself another one." And he swung the strap hard at her protruding buttocks. [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" She jerked forward and tried to straighten up, momentarily forgetting her chained breasts, then screamed again as the clamps wrenched agonizingly at her nipples. "Aaaggghhh! Oh GOD!"

"You stay on your feet now," he said warningly. "Or I'll really give you something to scream about!" [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" she shrieked again. Then: "Aaaggghhh!" as the chains jerked taut once more on her breasts. "Oh GOD!..."

Albie's smile was hard. "Teach you to stay bending over, huh? If you don't want your nips pulled off." [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!" as the strap connected. And "Aaaggghhh!" as her nipples were wrenched again.

"Awww, you still haven't got it right. Let's try it again." [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!..." [wrench!] "Aaaggghhh!... Oh God - PLEASE!..."

"Hey, you don't have to beg, Mrs Jones. I'm real happy to keep training you. Till you get it." [WHAPP!]

"Owwwwww!..." [wrench!] "Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!... Oh GOD!..."

He strapped her slowly around the living room, one excruciating little widespread shuffling step after another, while she tried desperately not to jerk upwards every time he hit her. But it was almost impossible, and she kept shrieking twice with every blow. "Oh God, Albert!" she kept screaming. "No more - no more - no more!... Owwwwww!... Aaaggghhh!..."

He finally stopped, leaving her sobbing and bent over and shaking in the middle of the room. "Yeah," he said thoughtfully, still breathing heavily from the exertion, "Joey was right. Joey was right about a lot of things. Joey was right about not going too easy on you, and about fucking you up the ass. And about... THIS!..." And without any warning he brought the strap up suddenly between her spread legs and onto her gaping vagina, three times in rapid succession. [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!] [WHAPP!]

"ARRRGGGHHH!" she screamed, leaping forward in agony and again wrenching her tortured breasts. "Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Owwwwww! Oh GOD!... Oh God, Albert," she gabbled as she staggered desperately to stay on her feet, "I beg you, I implore you - please stop, please stop, please STOP! I'll do anything. Anything! ANYTHINGGGGGG!... Ohhhhhh Godddddd!..."

"Had enough, have you, Mrs Jones? Don't want any more pussy paddling?" He paused, still holding the strap. "That mean you're ready to suck my dick now?"

"Y...yes, Albert," she wept. "Oh please - yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!"

He moved around in front of her. His penis was fully erect again. "Hey," he said, looking down at her awkward spreadlegged crouch, "you're kinda low for dick sucking, aren't you? Maybe I'll have to sit down."

"Oh please, Albert," she moaned, staring down at the floor in pain and despair, "please untie me. Please take these... these dreadful clamps off me. They hurt so much! Oh please - I promise I'll suck you so well if you'll just untie me. Please...!"

"Nah." He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her. "You screwed up pretty bad, trying to lie to me like that. Those clamps stay on till the sucking and fucking's finished." He slid the chair forward until his erect penis was right up against her face. "So why don'tcha just get on with it? The sooner it's over the sooner I'll let you loose."

"Oh God." She could feel her beaten buttocks and labia still throbbing with pain as she pressed her face hopelessly up against his erection. But she was bent over too much. Even with him sitting down, the head of his penis was still well above the level of her mouth. She put out her tongue and licked tentatively at the base of his shaft.

"Nah," he said again. "Suck it, Mrs Jones. Get your mouth right over my dick and suck it like you mean it."

Oh God! She gritted her teeth and slowly lifted her head. Her tortured nipples screamed again as the chains tightened. "Aaaahhh!" she gasped as she finally got her mouth high enough. Then as she swallowed his erection and lowered her head again the pull on her nipples eased a little, and she sighed with relief. "Ubbbbbb... Ummmmmm..."

"C'mon, Mrs Jones." Albie was sounding impatient. "Get your head moving - up and down. You forgotten how to do blow jobs all of a sudden?"

Oh God, she thought hopelessly, you're determined to make me hurt myself, aren't you? You little bastard! She sucked in a deep breath around his erect penis and strained upwards against the painful pull on her breasts. "Owwwummm!... Mmmmowwwwww!..."

"Yeah," he sighed as she bobbed her head and sucked and whimpered. "That's better - oh yeah..."

"Owwwummummm," she moaned. "Ummowwwwww!" And then suddenly in the midst of the pain she realized there was no unpleasant aftertaste to his penis after all. Oh God, she thought despairingly, I suffered all that for nothing! The enemas - they took away all the bad taste. Oh God!...

"OK." He finally pushed her away. "Now I'm ready for my fuck. But I'm not gonna stand up. Turn around and stick your ass up on my lap."

"Oh please," she begged as she shuffled painfully around to point her buttocks towards him. "Please untie me, Albert. Please!"

"No way, Mrs Jones. C'mon - back up."

Oh God, she thought in horror, now what's to stop him having more anal sex with me? I swore I wouldn't let these little monsters do it to me again. But how the hell can I stop him, trussed up like this? "P...please, Albert," she begged, "you won't... you won't make me have any more anal sex, will you? Oh God - please don't make me go through that again! Please - I'm begging you...!"

"I'll do what I want, Mrs Jones. Now back up, I said. Get your ass up here against my dick."

Oh God, she told herself, don't make him angry! "Y...yes, Albert!" she said hastily. She backed up as quickly as she could, her spread legs trembling as she strained to lift her buttocks up onto his lap. "But PLEASE...!"

He grabbed her around the hips and pulled her even closer. "So," he said thoughtfully, "you don't want another ass fuck, huh?"

She started crying again. "N...no, Albert! Oh please, please, please!..."

He moved her hips slowly from side to side, rubbing her sore buttocks back and forth against his erection and making her gasp. "But the last one was so great, Mrs Jones. So fucking tight. And no shit to turn me off." He reached in under her with one hand and fondled her gaping vagina. "You gonna do all the work if I fuck your cunt instead?"

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" She started desperately bouncing herself up and down against his hand. [bounce, bounce, bounce!] "Oh please - put your dick in my c...cunt and I'll do all the work, I swear it!" She bounced harder, her sore bare buttocks slapping up and down on his thighs. [bounce, bounce, bounce!] "Please, Albert!..." [bounce, bounce, bounce!] "...Oh PLEASE!..."

"That looks nice." He sounded amused. "Your red ass bouncing up and down while you beg me to fuck you." He took his hand away. "Bounce faster, Mrs Jones. Beg me some more."

"Oh God!" She bounced harder, desperate to satisfy him. [bounce, bounce, bounce!] She tried to keep her torso still as she did it, but the chains still jerked painfully at her clamped nipples. "Aaaahhh!..." [bounce, bounce, bounce!] "...Oh please, Albert!..." [bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!] "Owwwwww!... Aaaahhh!... Oh please!..." [bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!] "Owwwwww!... Albert - PLEEEEEEASE!..."

He grabbed her in mid bounce and rammed her open vagina down onto his erection. "Keep bouncing, Mrs Jones," he yelled. "If you don't do it fast enough I can change holes real quick!"

"Aaaahhh!" she wailed as his penis slammed up between her still-sore labia. But she forced herself to keep bouncing as fast as she could, frantic to keep him from pulling out.

"Oh yeahhhhhh!" he howled. "Feels so fucking GOOD!..." He grabbed her hips again and started ramming her up and down even faster, jerking the chains even more on her aching nipples. "Oh yeah!... Oh fuck!... Oh yeahhhhhh!..."

"Owwwwww!" The pounding was punishing her sore labia and her breasts were being wrenched and jerked at every stroke. "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!..." Oh God, she thought in agony, would anal sex've been any worse than this? "OWWWWWW!..."

"Oh fuck!" he yelled, pounding her up and down faster than ever, "I'm gonna come - I'm gonna fucking COME!... Oh yeah!... Ohhhhhh Godddddd!..."

He fell back gasping and panting in the chair. "Ohhhhhh fuuuccckkk..." he sighed. He lifted her hips tiredly up and down a few more times. "Ohhh yeahhh... Oh fuck...!"

"Please, Albert..." She could feel his semen slowly oozing out of her as she stayed doubled up and trembling in front of him, with her tortured nipples screaming for release. "Oh for God's sake, please untie me now. Please!..."

"Ohhh yeahhh..." He was still breathing heavily as he reached out and stroked her bare trembling back. "You... you gonna tell me any more lies, Mrs Jones?"

"N...no, Albert, I swear it! Oh please untie me. PLEASE!"

He leaned forward and ran his hands around under her body. "Oh yeah," he said happily as his fingers found her breasts, "they're stretched out real good, aren't they? Nice tight tits, huh?"

She gasped with pain as his fingers toyed with the nipple clamps. "Owwwwww!... Please, Albert! Please!..."

"Clean my dick first. Turn back around and suck it. Till it's clean."

"Oh GOD!" She struggled off his lap, trying desperately not to jerk her agonized nipples too much, and slowly floundered back around again to face him. "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!..." Then she opened her mouth and engulfed his shrinking penis. Thank God it's not erect any more, she thought gratefully. Don't have to lift my head so much...

"Ohhh yeahhh..." he sighed as she started sucking. "That feels good, Mrs Jones. Ohhh yeah..." He stroked her cheeks as she sucked. "Anyone... anyone ever tell you you got a real talented mouth? Ohhh yeahhhhhh!..."

Oh God please, she thought hopelessly - just say you've had enough and let me loose. Please, please, please!...

"OK." His hand was in her hair again. "You've been a good little cocksucker, so I guess it's time to take them off." He pulled her head back and reached in to the clamp on her left nipple.

"Aaaahhh!" she wailed as the chains pulled tight again. Oh God, she thought, don't pull my head back so far! Please, please, please, PLEASE!...

"You know something, Mrs Jones?" He loosened the clamp half a turn, but maintained the painful pull on her hair. "I wouldn't've fucked you up the ass anyway. 'Cause after Joey's fuck you needed another enema." He loosened the clamp another quarter turn. "And without Donna here to give it to you there was no way I was gonna do it."

Oh God, she thought in despair, I debased myself for nothing! Begging him not to do it - begging him to have sex with me... Then Albie wrenched her head back even further and she screamed. "Aaaaggghhh!... Oh God, Albert, that clamp you're unscrewing... owwwwww!... please just take it OFF!"

"But I am taking it off, Mrs Jones." He loosened it another quarter turn. "Can't you feel it?"

She could feel it. Her imprisoned nipple was beginning to slide, slowly and agonizingly, out from between the jaws of the little clamp. He pulled harder at her hair and it slid out a little more. "Aaaahhh!... Owwwwww!... Oh GOD!..."

Then he started loosening the other clamp, just as slowly, and letting her other nipple slowly slip out as well. She begged and shrieked and screamed, but he held her up by the hair until both nipples finally tore free. "How's that, Mrs Jones?" he asked pleasantly, after her wailing and sobbing had died away. "Feel better?"

"Ohhhhhh... Oh God!..." Oh you vile horrible little bastard, she thought, shaking with pain and despair as she finally straightened up again. You filthy sick sadistic horrible...!

"You wanna keep the cuffs on all night? Or you waiting for me to walk around behind you? Like a fucking servant."

Her lower lip trembled. "I... I'm sorry, Albert." She shuffled back around, wide-legged and awkward, and crouched down, still shaking, until he unclipped the cuffs and took them off. Then she straightened her cramped arms and reached around to rub her throbbing breasts. "Oh... oh God! Ohhhhhh...!"

"Turn around and face me, Mrs Jones." He waited, leaning back in his chair until she was looking at him again. "You know something else?" he said. "You would've been back home in bed by now. If you hadn't tried to get out of sucking my dick." He shook his head. "You wouldn't've had any of this grief if you hadn't lied to me. Would you?"

She stared at him sullenly, still rubbing her breasts. "No, Albert."

"But feel free. I love helping you work off your demerits. So just keep telling me lies - no problem."

Her lower lip trembled once more. "I'm sorry, Albert. I... I won't lie to you again."

"Yeah." His smile was thin. "Like fuck you won't. But I'll catch you. And then we'll both have lots of fun." He sat looking at her for a while longer, and then finally spoke again. "OK, Mrs Jones - take off the spreader bar. Then go clean yourself up and get dressed. I wanna get some sleep." Then he went on, "And this time I'll even let you clean up your cummy cunt before you go. Aren't I a nice guy?" And he snickered.

* * * * *

She stood beside him, fully dressed and trembling. He had one hand up under her skirt, probing her vagina. She winced as he pressed against her still-tender labia.

"I love the feeling," he said, digging a little deeper, "that I can just do this and do this to you - anywhere, any time. 'Cause you're all mine, aren't you? One hundred percent."

Her face colored. "Y...yes, Albert."

"And whether you like it or not you just gotta stand there and take it. Back here, at school, wherever. Haven't you?"

Her face burned hotter and she trembled even more. "Y...yes, Albert."

"And you're never gonna wear panties again." He kept digging. "Are you, Mrs Jones?"

She winced again. "N...no, Albert." Oh God...

"OK." He gave her one last dig and then took his hand away. "I guess you can go now. I'll see you back here in the morning. For my nice wake-up fuck."

"Yes, Albert." She turned aside, lip quivering, and tried to adjust her skirt and smooth out the creases. Thank God, she thought, trembling from the reaction - I'm out of here at last. That's another night of filth and hell over and done with. She picked up her handbag and headed gratefully towards the door. Oh thank God!

His voice stopped her in the doorway. "You haven't forgotten, have you, Mrs Jones?"

She turned back and looked at him, suddenly fearful again. "W...what?" she faltered.

"Tomorrow night's Wednesday night. You're gonna be the big star at Jake's store." He smiled at her. "Won't that be fun?"

"Noooooo! Oh God, Albert - PLEASE!..."

His smile just got wider.

"Good night, Mrs Jones. Sweet dreams."


To be continued in Part 7...


    

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