A Friend in Need

Author: Pete Greenman

A lonely young wife and mother falls into debt and into the clutches of cruel money lenders who use and degrade her.She is introduced into a ring of wealthy sadists with whom each experience is more gross and humiliating than the one before.

Chapter 1.

The big car sped along in the warm, early afternoon sunlight. George Cane knew he was driving just a little too fast. He made a great effort to reduce his speed below the limit. It would be ironic if he were to have a bump today, of all days.

He chuckled to himself. "Eager. That's what you are, old son". He thought.

He glanced at the dashboard clock. 12-55. He was early. Dolly had said to pick her up at 1-15 and he was nearly there.

As he neared their meeting place, he could see Dolly waiting by the curb

He grinned. "So, you are eager too, my lovely."

Seeing him, she waved her hand and gave him a big smile as he pulled up beside her.

She was a lovely looking woman and the light summer dress that she wore showed up the soft, voluptuous curves of her lush, thirty eight-year-old body. Leaning over, he opened the car door and she slid into the seat next to him.

"You're early." She grinned.

"And you." He grinned back.

"I know." She giggled. "I can't wait."

She pulled up her dress, so that he could see her full, white thighs. He squeezed the warm flesh of the one nearest him. Then with a roar, he pulled away from the curb.

George was fifty, a little over weight and his grey hair was receding, but he was feeling great. He was lucky to have a beautiful, sexy mistress, like Dolly Stern. 'What would he do without her?', he often asked himself.

What, indeed? With his dull, lack-lustre wife and their dull, lack-lustre marriage. It was true, he had a beautiful home and two lovely, grown up daughters, each with a family of her own. But it was only Dolly who put any sparkle into his life.

George was area manager for a large finance company in this part of Southern England and Dolly was his under-manager. "Under him, in more ways than one." she would often joke.

A top accountant, he'd had his promotion ten years ago and Dolly had joined the department two years later. She was the answer to all his prayers. They had soon become friends and then lovers. He was away from home such a lot, it was easy. After eight years, his wife still did not suspect a thing.

And Dolly? She liked their arraignment the way it was. A divorcee, she wasn't looking for a husband. 'Once was enough.' she'd say. For George, she was now indispensable. And he loved it. Apart from being a very good assistant, she was also beautiful, sexy, lustful, dirty minded, sexually insatiable, enthusiastic, and very, very, inventive.

Which was the main reason they were now driving, excitedly, to their secret afternoon appointment with LUST.

During their happy years as lovers, they had eagerly tried everything sexual that their very inventive minds could think up. They had even tried 'Swinging' with quite good success. One very nice couple in particular, were most compatible. Both Men and Women quite at ease in each other's company and fired by their mutual lechery, they would delight, when ever possible, to vent their lusts on each other's bodies. The two women were particularly excited by indulging in the most gross and depraved lesbian perversions that their lascivious minds could dream up and goading their lust enraged lovers to new heights of frenzied sexual performance.

How ever, it was not to Bill and Celia Pain's house that they were heading today. No, this was a new thrill, entirely.

One of George and Dolly's favourite 'turn-ons' was Fantasizing. And one of their favourite Fantasies was to have a beautiful young woman completely at their mercy. So completely in their power, that they could subject her to any gross humiliation and indignity that their debauched and lascivious minds could think up.

Oh, what delicious orgasms they had both been able to achieve while dreaming of the things they would make her do. And now fate had stepped in and it looked as if just such a beautiful young woman had been delivered into their hands.

Most of the business George's department had to handle was the financing of loans. In fact, money lending and the collecting of the repayments on these loans.

He had a large staff of collectors and it was only when a client fell into serious arrears with their payments that he, or Dolly, would have to personally intervene. There was seldom any trouble. They could generally arrange for the client to take out a bigger loan with a much longer period of time to pay off the full debt. A much higher interest rate, but with much smaller monthly payments, of course.

Some months before, Dolly had been sent to see a Mrs Bending, as the collector thought that the woman had fallen too far behind with her payments.

Dolly had found the client was a beautiful young woman of twenty two years old. The Wife of a much older Merchant Navy Officer, who was away from the family home for, at least, nine months a year. She had a Daughter of three and a Son just over a year old.

The Husband paid almost all the bills through his bank and would have been enraged if he had known that his young Wife had been borrowing money over and above her very generous allowance. Dolly had found that the girl was getting hopelessly out of her depth with her loans. But when she saw this beautiful young blonde Juno, left so alone and vulnerable, without any real friends she could turn to, the older woman knew, with cruel delight, that the gods of lust had answered her most ardent prayer.

Dolly hadn't stopped the pretty young woman's credit. In fact, after a brief and friendly word of caution, she had actually extended it.

Mrs Bending was delighted and only too happy to accept Dolly's friendship. The two women got along like a house on fire. After a long chat, Dolly made ready to leave.

"Well, I must go now, Mrs Bending." She had said, rising to her feet.

The young blonde also stood and put out her hand.

"Thank you so much, once again for your help, Miss Stern." She smiled. "And please call me June."

Dolly, who always called herself 'Miss', smiled and took the young wife's hand, warmly.

"Why, thank you, my dear." She replied. "And what an appropriate name for a young woman with your shapely build."

"I... I'm sorry....?" The girl had blushed.

"You know." Laughed Dolly. "Junoesque? Built like a Juno?"

The older woman curved her hands down through the air in the shapely form of the buxom Goddess."

"Oh. Yes. I see." June laughed, blushing even more. "I suppose I am a bit on the big side."

"Rubbish, my dear." Dolly had cried. "You know very well that you are a very beautiful young lady."

 And with that, she had left.

 Having handed over the account back to the collector, Dolly had told George all about her wicked plan and they had waited in eager and excited anticipation for its inevitable outcome.

 As the weeks passed by, Dolly became a frequent visitor to the lonely young woman's beautiful home. She would bring gifts for the children and sit and gossip for hours. Insinuating herself right into the shapely blonde's confidence, the older woman had soon learned all of June's secrets. Even her few, most intimate indiscretions.

It seemed that soon after her youngest child was born, June had had a brief affair with a student. After a passionate few months, the boy had graduated and had returned home to Australia. Leaving the lovely young wife lonelier than ever.

After a lot of skilful and gentle probing, Dolly had got the shy blonde to blushingly admit that she now spent a lot of her time alone, franticly masturbating, in a vain effort to cool and subdue the raging fires that racked her lovely, passionate, but neglected young body.

"Never mind my dear." Dolly had told her, sympathetically, "I'm sure that soon all your naughty desires will be gratified."

And they had laughed together like two wicked young schoolgirls.

Now it had happened. June had seriously defaulted on her payments. Just as Dolly had known she would. The dept now stood at well over four thousand pounds and George had snapped the trap shut.

Under Dolly's direction, George sent June a number of official letters, informing the young wife that the company was going to take legal steps to regain their money. Even to the seizure of her Husband's and their beautiful home.

The foolish young woman was terrified. Sobbing pitifully she phoned Dolly, Begging her new found friend's help. Dolly, of course, rushed right on over.

"Oh, dear, oh, dear. This is very, very, serious." Groaned the older woman, while looking over the letters. "Very, very serious indeed. How could you get yourself into such a mess, my dear? I did warn you, didn't I now?"

"Oh, yes. You did, Miss Stern. But I never thought that this could happen." June sobbed into her handkerchief. "Please help me, Miss Stern. I just don't know what to do."

"You must pay back all the money, Mrs Bending. Every penny of it." Said Dolly. "And right away. Or they will take your house."

"But I have no money." June cried. "I have nothing of my own. Every thing belongs to my Husband."

"Then you must inform your Husband immediately, my dear." Answered Dolly.

The young blonde's lovely face seemed to crumble and she again burst into tears. "Oh, I couldn't. I just couldn't." She whined. "He'd be so terribly angry."

"I expect he will, my dear. And when he starts investigations into how you spent the money.....There were a number of gifts, weren't there? The Company will send him a detailed report of every thing you bought. Well....He's got to find out about your tall, handsome, Australian, hasn't he?" Asked Dolly, slyly.

"WHAT?" The distraught girl almost screamed the word. She threw herself to her knees at the beautiful accountant's feet. She was near to hysterics. "No. No. Please God, no. Not that. He'd divorce me for sure."

The sobbing young wife pressed her lovely tear stained face down into the brunette's lap. "Oh, please, Miss Stern. Please." She wailed. "You must help me. You must. I'll do anything you say. Just anything." And she wept as she clutched at Dolly's thighs.

If the distressed girl had looked up at that moment, she would have seen the gloating look of triumphant delight that blazed from Dolly's long lashed eyes.

Pushing the girl's heaving shoulders upright; the older woman enfolded her in her arms and pressed her tight. The embrace crushed Dolly's own ample mammaries into the warm, melonous, breasts of the sobbing blonde. Her red lips twisted into a cruel, lecherous pout as she felt the girl's big, firm milk-globes shudder against her own with every juddering sob.

"There, there, my dear." She crooned soothingly, as she patted the young woman's heaving shoulders. "There might just be a way..."

June's head shot up and she stared, wide eyed with desperate hope, into the, once again, sympathetic face of the older woman.

"Oh, I beg you, Miss Stern." The young wife gulped, tears streaming down her pretty face. "If it will save my home and marriage....."

"Well......" Said Dolly, as if in some doubt. "It's a bit unusual."

"Please tell me. Please, Miss Stern." Begged the weeping girl, eagerly.

"Well, what usually happens when someone gets into trouble with their payments." Explained Dolly. "Is that they take out another loan to cover it. They pay off the dept and then they pay off the second loan over a much longer period. Of course, it is much more expensive as there is a lot more interest doing it that way. But the weekly payments are much smaller. You could pay it comfortably from your allowance and still pay it off in about two years, I should think."

June rested her ample bottom down on her heels and looked up at Dolly with wide eyes. "Then why can't I do that?" She asked. "It's so simple."

"I'm sorry, my dear." Dolly shook her stylishly permed head. "You've absolutely no credit. I'm afraid no one will lend you any more money."

June looked dismayed.

"Then how.....?" She began.

"There's only one man who could agree to make you this loan, my dear." Went on Dolly. "And that is my Boss, Mr Cane. He's quite a nice man, but he's got some funny ideas. He might just agree to give you a loan. On certain conditions."

"What conditions? I've said I'll do anything." Sobbed the young blonde.

"Well, now." Dolly went on. "Mr Cane doesn't believe people should be able to get away with things, without paying a price. He believes that people should be.... Well, punished for their sins, I suppose."

"Oh, God. Not as much as they are going to punish me, surely?" June cried.

"I think that when I explain to him that you will lose your home, your Husband and even your two children if this gets out, then he will agree to giving you a covering loan." Smiled Dolly.

"Oh, Miss Stern. Thank you. Thank you." Cried the girl, joy shining through her tears.

"Just a moment." Said Dolly, holding up her hand to stop the girl's thanks. "He will agree to the loan on condition that you, in turn, agree to accept an alternative punishment from him, instead."

"Punishment?" Asked June, wiping away her tears. "What sort of punishment?"

"You did say that you would do anything." Smiled the brunette.

"Well, yes. But....Well, I've got to know." The girl sniffed.

"Of course." Answered Dolly. "Your punishment would be a physical one. You are very lucky, in a way, my dear. You see, Mr Cane likes smacking naughty girls on their bare bums. I'm sure he'll make a deal with you. After all. You've got such a lovely bum, haven't you?"

June gasped.

"You mean....? She started the question and stopped in mid sentence, her eyebrows arched high in surprise. "No. You couldn't..... Could you?"

"Oh, yes. I'm deadly serious." Answered the older woman, with a nod of her lovely head. "And it will be a lucky stroke for you. If you will pardon the pun. As it would get you right off the hook, my dear."

The young wife looked doubtfully at Dolly as she dabbed at her tears with her wet handkerchief.

"How hard, exactly, would he want to beat me?" She asked.

"Well, it would all have to be very secret, so he couldn't hurt you too much, could he? I mean, he wouldn't injure you or anything like that." The brunette reassured the dubious blonde. "Mind you, I'm sure that shapely bottom of yours will know all about it. You'll think your bum is on fire, before he's through with it."

"Well, then." June gave a shy smile. "If that's all there is to it...."

Dolly lifted her hand again.

"That isn't 'all' there is to it, I'm afraid, my dear." She smiled sadly.

"You see, Mr Cane will say that agreeing your loan and administering your punishment, is his service to you. And you will have to pay him for that service."

"Pay him? But I have no money." Cried June.

"No, no, my dear." Dolly smiled. "He'll want you to pay him 'in kind'. You understand?"

June looked shocked. "That's preposterous." She cried. "Oh, no. Certainly not. I just couldn't."

"Well, then." Dolly shrugged her shoulders and picking up her handbag she made as if to stand. "If you'd rather lose your home and family. Of course, it's up to you."

"Oh, God. No. No." June buried her head once more in Dolly's lap and again burst out crying. "Oh, Miss Stern." She sobbed. "I'll do it. I must. It's the only way out."

The older woman had to, once again, hide her delight. Pushing the weeping girl upright and looking into her lovely, tear stained face, she smiled sweetly.

"Good. I'm sure you've made the right decision, my dear." She nodded. "Mr Cane is quite clean and not all that bad looking. Who knows? You might even enjoy it. Any how. It's not as if you've never committed adultery before. Is it?"

June went on weeping softly, sitting back on her heels. Dolly stood up.

"You can stop crying. Your troubles are over and everything will be just fine." She said lightly, moving towards the door. "Leave it to me.  "I'll arrange everything."

She stopped and looked down at the sobbing girl. "Where are the children?" She asked.

June got slowly to her feet. "They're at my sister's." She snivelled.

"Can she have them next Saturday afternoon?" The accountant asked.

"Yes." The sniffing blonde answered. "She loves having them."

"Excellent." Dolly's full lips curled in a delighted smile. "I'll bring Mr Cane her then. We'll sign the new agreements and you can make your first new payments to him right after. We'll be here about 1.00 to 1.30. Be sure to make yourself pretty, now. I'll see you then."

After they had said their goodbyes and June had closed the door after her, Dolly walked to her car. As she walked, the lovely brunette laughed with wicked delight. The gusset of her satin knickers was soaking wet.

Chapter 2.

 George had parked the car a discreet distance away and they had arrived at their destination on foot. As they turned into the drive he gave a low whistle of approval. The house was a lovely detached Georgian style building, set in its own beautiful high walled garden.

The excited pair walked quickly up to the front door and rang the bell. Before the echo of the chimes had died away, the door was opened.

When he saw her standing there in the hallway, George nearly whistled again. June's fresh, youthful beauty took his breath away. It was with some difficulty that he maintained a serious face.

June invited them in and showed them into her front room. She stood nervously before them.

"June." Smiled Dolly, smugly. "This is Mr Cane."

"How do you do, sir?" Asked June, in a small voice.

"Very well, thank you, Mrs Bending." George answered curtly, as he placed his briefcase on the table and opened it up.

"Can I offer you a drink?" June enquired, wringing her hands together.

"No thank you, Mrs Bending." Dolly answered. "We'd like to get down to business right away. Shall we sit down?"

She and George sat down on a long sofa, while the young housewife sat tensely on the edge of an armchair, facing them.

"I've explained the whole situation to Mr Cane, Mrs Bending." Said Dolly, purposely keeping the conversation formal and business like, to heighten the pressure on the young blonde. "And he's agreed to extend you a loan to cover all your outstanding debts."

"Oh, thank you. Thank you, Mr Cane." The girl smiled eagerly at George.

"But, of course, Mrs Bending." Added Dolly. "This will be subject to you entering into an agreement with Mr Cane, along the lines that I explained to you the other day. Are you prepared to enter into such an agreement, Mrs Bending?"

"Yes. Yes, I am, Miss Stern." June answered, nodding her head.

"Are you sure you understand exactly what such an agreement would entail, Mrs Bending?" Asked George, passing a sheaf of official looking documents across to Dolly.

"I...I think so." June stammered in reply.

"Well, Miss Stern as drawn up a legal contract and some papers covering the loan." Said George. "And she has also drawn up a legally binding contract between you and me, Mrs Bending. I think you should listen to it very carefully, before you decide."

He nodded to Dolly to begin.

"I've kept it fairly simple and straightforward, Mrs Bending." The Brunette began, holding up a document. "I'll just read it out to you, to be sure you understand it. Alright?"

Without waiting for an answer, she began reading out loud from the paper.

"I, Mrs June Bending, do freely and without coercion, agree  that for my past transgressions, that I do now implore Mr George Cane, for my own good and benefit, to administer to me, what ever punishment or chastisement he thinks fitting, to prove my penitence and achieve atonement for my past folly.

 This punishment or chastisement will be as severe as the said George Cane believes I merit. With proviso that the said punishment or chastisement, does not permanently mark, maim or disfigure me. With proviso also that the physical application of the said punishment or chastisement, shall be carried out with the utmost prudence and discretion. So that my Husband, Family, neighbours and friends and every one who is not a signatory to this document, shall remain totally unaware of this agreement.

 The said George Cane, for his part, will administer the said punishment or chastisement, personally and with the enlisted aid of, not less that one and not more than four assistants. All assistants will be appointed by the said George Cane."

 During the reading of the document, June had been trying hard to concentrate on what Dolly was saying. But she was also very aware that this man, to whom she was about to sign over her young body, was staring at her with hot, smouldering eyes. She could feel them probing her lush, comely charms as they pushed and bulged against the thin material of her light, summer dress.

 Suddenly the older woman had her full, shocked and undivided attention. She leaned forward, her hand quickly raised.

"I.....I'm...I'm sorry, Miss Stern." The young blonde stammered confusedly. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Could you read that last part again, please?"

"Certainly, my dear." Smiled Dolly, sweetly. "I thought you'd query that."

And she read out the last paragraph again.

June looked aghast. "Assistants? What on earth do you mean? I...I.."

"Let me explain, Mrs Bending." Molly smiled at the girl. "We feel that it is essential that Mr Cane has witnesses to verify his account of these proceedings. You see, my dear, you might change your mind and say that you were forced. Then again, those same witnesses might, at some future date, try to hold this information against Mr Cane or even yourself, if they were just mere spectators. So we decided that they would be more wholeheartedly committed to the scheme, if they were made full accomplices to it." She smiled again. "Is that clear to you now, my dear?"

"Ho, no, Miss Stern." Gasped June, white faced and shaking her head vehemently. "No. I couldn't. Not with all those people."

"Well, my dear." Replied the older woman, still smiling pleasantly. "These are the terms. And you know what the alternative is, don't you?"

The unhappy young wife's face fell. Bowing her lovely head, she started to weep.

"Ooooh, Miss Stern." She sobbed, "You know I have to agree. I can't let my Husband find out. I just can't." And she hid her pretty face in her hands.

"Well, he's not going to find out, now is he?" Dolly grinned, giving George a sly wink. "Let me read you the rest of this document, so you will be quite clear about all the things that you are going to have to submit yourself to."

With a smirk on her sensuous lips, the lovely brunette began again to read out the contract.

"Having administered the said punishments or chastisements to my body, the said George Cane may claim the right to use my body for his own sexual gratification, and I freely grant him the use of my body for any sexual act, natural or unnatural, for which he should desire to use it." She paused and glanced at the sobbing young mother. Gleefully watching her reactions, she continued.

"Also, the said assistants, having , under the direction and supervision of the said George Cane, administered punishment or chastisement to my body, may claim the right to use my body for there own sexual gratification, and I freely....."

"Oh, God, no, no." June interrupted, crying dejectedly. "Not that too! Not with strangers."

"Well now, we won't all be strangers, Mrs Bending." Dolly again gave the young wife her sweet smile. "I myself will be one of Mr Cane's assistants and friends of ours, a married couple, very nice people, will be two more. Mr Cane and I have not yet decided who the fourth shall be."

June's tear filled eyes opened wide with shock.

"You, Miss Stern?" The blonde gasped. "And a man's wife? Surely you can't mean....?"

"Can't I, Mrs Bending?" Dolly chuckled. "Just you listen to the terms of the contract and find out."

With the young woman listening to her in wide eyed horror, Dolly continued to read.

".....and I freely grant them the use of my body for any sexual act, natural or un-natural, for which they should desirer to use it."

Dolly turned the paper's pages and read on.

"Farther to this, the use of my body for sexual gratification by all parties hear mentioned, shall take place at the said parties command and these sexual acts, natural or unnatural, may be performed before, after or during the said punishments or chastisements.

Farther more, I do wholeheartedly pledge to place myself, eagerly and enthusiastically, at the disposal of the said George Cane and his assistants, at any place they consider suitable, at any time they consider opportune and there, under the terms of this agreement, deliver up my body to them, to use as they see fit.

This contract will run until al my debts are paid."

Dolly placed the document down on the small table to the side of the sofa.

"It is then signed by you, Mrs Bending." She added. "And then by the witnesses. First Mr Cane and I, the other three assistants can singe at a later date."

There was silence for some moments, broken only by the sound of the pretty blonde sniffing as she wiped tears from her eyes.

George leaned forward.

"Is that clear to you now, Mrs Bending?" He asked.

"Yes." The girl sobbed quietly.

"Good." Smiled Dolly. "Then if you'll be so good as to sign your name to the contract, we will witness it."

She handed the young woman a pen and pushed the documents across the table to her.

Bending over the papers, June signed. George quickly followed suit and lastly Dolly signed. After June had signed a few more papers, George placed them in his briefcase and locked it.

Dolly turned to June, who was sitting twisting her handkerchief.

"Right then. Mrs Bending." The handsome woman smiled her sweet smile. "It's time for us to collect your first payment. Stand up, please."

The young woman rose and stood, nervously, before the man and older woman. Their eyes moved over her lush, full curves. She blushed and dropped her own eyes in response.

"Take off your shoes, Mrs Bending." The brunette instructed.

June kicked off her slippers to one side. The man and woman dropped their eyes.

"What pretty feet, my dear." Said Dolly. "So soft and smooth. Don't you think so, Mr Cane?"

"Beautiful." Agreed George. "Let's see the rest."

"Certainly, Mr Cane." His Mistress said, dutifully. She turned back to the young wife, still smiling. "Take off all your close, Mrs Bending. Mr Cane would like to see you stark naked, before we begin."

Flushing a deeper red and biting at her full lower lip, the shapely blonde opened the buttons on her dress and shrugging her smooth shoulders allowed it to drop in a pool around her feet. Kicking it aside, she stood there in just her satin and lace bra and panties. The garments were pure white and made her look almost virginal.

Dolly frowned a little.

"In future, when we meet for you to make your payments, you will wear no underwear, what so ever. Do you understand, Mrs Bending?" The older woman said firmly. "Even if you have to travel quite far to meet us, you will be quite naked beneath your dress, alright?"

June nodded, miserably.

"Yes, Miss Stern." She answered.

Dolly smiled, smugly.

"Take off your brassiere and show us your big breasts, my dear. They look as if they are about to burst out, anyway." She giggled.

The red flush of shame spreading down her body, the embarrassed girl opened her bra and threw it aside. She stood, arms hanging to her sides and head bowed in humiliation. The large melonous globes of her amazing breasts, reared out soft and firm from her ribcage. The long, thick, rubbery nipples, already swelling and stiffening under their gaze, seemed to point straight out at the popping eyes of the leering man and woman.

"Really astounding, Miss Stern." Said George, leaning forward to ogle the younger woman's quivering, white mammaries at a closer range.

Dolly's eyes glowed hotly and she ran her tongue over her full, red lips as she nodded in agreement.

"Delicious, aren't they?" She answered, her voice thick with desire. She tried to keep her vocal tones steady as she spoke to the young woman standing before her.

"Take off your knickers now, Mrs Bending." The brunette ordered. "We want to see everything."

With a whimper, the young wife placed her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers and, slipping them down over full hips and thighs, she let them fall around her ankles. She stood before them, head bowed, shoulders slumped with shame, one full, plump thigh crossed in front of the other and both hands covering her pubic mound.

"Now, stop that, Mrs Bending." Dolly snapped at the girl. "Put your hands to your sides and stand up straight. Quickly now."

Miserably, June obeyed.

"That's better. Come on, shoulders pulled right back and stick out those great, big jugs of yours." Dolly directed as the young wife hurriedly did her bidding. "That's it. Now kick those knickers away and stand with your feet apart. Good. That's excellent. Now, stick out your belly, so we can get a good look at you."

Dolly and George sat on the edge of the sofa, their burning eyes drinking in the luscious site before them with growing lust.

Mrs June Bending, respectable wife and mother, was standing before them, stark naked and shamefully exposing herself to them. The young woman seemed, Dolly noticed with some amusement, to be blushing from the roots of her straw blonde hair, right down to her pretty toes.

"Quite delightful, don't you think, Mr Cane?" Asked the older woman, leaning closer to the naked girl.

"Beautiful." George agreed his mouth dry. "Just look at that Venus mound."

"It's a beauty, isn't it?" Dolly giggled. "It's such a fat one. See how it bulges out, with just that bushy blonde tuft of pubic hair on top?"

The handsome business woman lowered her head and, leaning closer to the blushing young wife, peered intently between the girl's full white thighs. She saw how, beneath the sparse blonde bush, the bulging, rounded lips of June's plump sex pushed out, prominently, on either side of the deep, pink cleft that split the smooth flesh like a soft and swollen peach.

She sat back, still staring with bright eyed delight.

"What a pouter." She grinned. "Do you know George, there's not a trace of hair on the lips? Her 'honey pot' is almost bald."

She looked up at the young woman's pretty, blushing face.

"That's lovely, my dear." She chuckled. "Now turn around and show us that big, bare arse of yours."

Once more on the verge of tears, her full lower lip quivering, the buxom young woman, submissively turned around and dutifully displayed to the seated couple, her beautiful bare bum.

The silence that followed lasted so long that June nervously looked back over her plump, white shoulder. She saw the man and woman sitting on the edge of their seat, leaning eagerly foreword, their mouths open and their smouldering eyes fixed lasciviously on her full, round buttocks.

Dolly looked up at the tearful girl's flushed face and again gave her a sweet smile.

"You really are most beautiful, Mrs Bending." She said. "Most beautiful. And this big arse of yours is just delicious. A perfect shape. Don't you agree, Mr Cane?"

"Beautiful." George nodded his agreement without taking his eyes off the girl's rear.

"Quite so." Dolly continued. "Some people might say it's a little on the big side. Well....they might be right but it's just how we like them. And, also, it's so round and full and firm and white. Quite without a blemish. Yes, my dear, Mr Cane is absolutely right. It is beautiful."

The older woman stood up and stepped closer to the young wife, who trembled with apprehension. Dolly could feel the heat radiate from the younger woman's naked body and the clean, woman smell of her, wafted through her flared nostrils.

"Of course." She continued. "You must learn to exhibit it to its best advantage, Mrs Bending." The business woman ran her hand, lecherously over the snivelling girl's smooth, rounded buttocks. "In future, when ever you present this fat arse of yours to Mr Cane or any of his assistants, you will stick it right out as much as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Stern." June answered, meekly.

"Then why aren't you doing it?" Snapped the lovely brunette. "Come on. Stick it out. Right out. Come on, more than that. Hollow your back. That's it. Spread you thighs more. Wider. Wider.  That's better. Round your arsecheeks. That's right. Push them out. There, that's it. That's how you must display your arse, in future. Is that clear?"

Looking back over her shoulder, the red faced, sobbing girl nodded her blonde head.

"Yes, Miss Stern." She snivelled.

"Good. Mind that you do, my dear." The brunette snapped, curtly. "Remember, unless you are told to do otherwise, you will always stand, bend and even walk, with your big bum sticking right out as it is now. And always keep your legs wide open. Never close them. When you display you arse, I want everybody to see your fat cunt bulging out beneath. Do you understand what I'm saying, Mrs Bending?"

"Yes, Miss Stern." June sobbed, her full lips in a trembling pout.

"Good. I don't care if it does make you waddle like a duck. That's the way you've got to do it." Dolly stood back and laughingly admired the lewd and humiliating pose she had instructed the young woman to take up.

"Well, then." She giggled. "Let's see what she looks like when she dose walk like that. Mrs Bending. Would you lead the way up to your bedroom, my dear?"

Chapter 3.

Flushing hot with shame, the buxom young blonde, thighs splayed wide, back curved inward in an exaggerated hollow, her heavy, fully rounded buttocks thrust firmly out behind her, started to move awkwardly towards the door.

Dolly's giggle turned into a spluttering laugh of delight as she watched the lovely young woman, tears filling her sad blue eyes, walking naked across the room, in the ridiculous and obscene pose she had been instructed to assume.

As George and she followed the waddling girl to the door, Dolly laughed with delight.

"Oh, George. Look at her walk." She chuckled. "See how she moves. She does look like a duck, at that."

She called to the weeping young Mother. "Oh, Mrs Bending, you should see yourself. You look obscene. I wonder what your husband would say if he could see you like that."

"Probable have a heart-attack." George grinned, his eyes drinking in the lewd sight as they moved into the hall.

As they followed the rolling cheeks of the young wife's jutting arse along the hallway to the foot of the stairs, Dolly spied the brightly coloured plumes of a feather-duster, laying on a small side table, it's feathered top attached to a thin bamboo cane about three foot long. With a delighted laugh she snatched it up.

"Look, Mr Cane." She cried, her eyes dancing with malicious amusement. "Just what we need." And she carried the implement with her, waving its plumes in the air.

June reached the stairs and started to ascend awkwardly. On the first stair she stopped and looked back at the older woman.

"Please, Miss Stern." She asked, still weeping with shame. "Will it be alright if I walk normally up the stairs?"

"Certainly not, Mrs Bending!" Dolly snapped, in mock shock. "As I explained to you, you must maintain that lewd pose at all times. Now please climb the stairs."

The stark naked young woman shamefully began to clime the stairs. Fully aware that her lewd pose was, as she climbed higher, exposing more and more of her plump cunny, to the man and woman on the stairs below her.

"That's the way." Dolly giggled. "Keep those thighs open wide. Oh, Mrs Bending. What a sight!"

Her hands tightly gripping the banister rails on each side, the snivelling young wife slowly climbed the stairs in, what was to Dolly and George, a highly amusing manner.

The leering man and woman were leaning foreword as they climbed, peering intently beneath the rounded jut of the girl's swinging, gaping buttocks, at the exposed junction of her of her widely spread thighs.

Dolly could feel her lover's hot breath on the back of her neck and the squeezing of his large hands on her own plump buttocks as they too swayed, provocatively, beneath her light dress. Looking back at him, she rolled her eyes, suggestively, at the girl's big bare arse just above them.

"That's the way, my dear. That's lovely." She called to the weeping young mother. "Now hold tight."

And the leering brunette thrust foreword with the feather duster and plunged its soft plumes between the blonde's plump thighs and tickled the swollen lips of her bulging quim.

June gave a shriek and leapt to the next stair, but to Dolly's delight, she held her pose as she had been instructed.

"That's a good girl." The older woman chuckled and as a reward she goosed the blonde a few more times with the feathers.

When they had all reached the top and were standing on the landing, the naked young woman, still maintaining her rude posture, put out her hand and indicated a bedroom door.

"And whose bedroom is this, Mrs Bending?" Asked George.

"It's the Guest room." June sniffed.

"Oh no, Mrs Bending." Said the big man, shaking his head. "We want the Master Bedroom."

"The Master Bedroom?" June replied in a shocked voice.

"Your own Bedroom, Mrs Bending." Put in Dolly, with her sweet smile. "You see, my dear. The things we are going to do to you, we will do to you in the room that you share with your Husband. And on the bed you share with your Husband. Understand?"

June's tears ran down her red, flushed cheeks and she nodded, dumbly.

Weeping with shame, the buxom, naked young Mother, still maintaining her delightfully indecent walk, opened a door and led the way into her own bedroom.

"What a beautiful room." Cried Dolly, as she looked around.

Situated at the front of the house, the room had two large windows, which overlooked the garden and a great stretch of heath land that spread out for miles on the other side of the road. The sun shone in through the lace curtains and lit the room like floodlight.

Dolly looked out.

"Excellent!" She cried. "No one can overlook us here and the light is marvellous."

The beautiful accountant turned back to the room and gave June a lascivious leer.

"How do you want her, Mr Cane?" She asked her already sweating lover.

"Well, now. I think I'll leave that to you, Miss Stern." George chuckled.

"Oooo. Thank you, Mr Cane." Dolly grinned and turning to June she ran her hand over the luxury bed cover and said.

"What lovely silk coverings, Mrs Bending. I do so love the colour. Lilac is one of my favourites, too."

She moved around the room, giving it some thought.

"Come and stand just here, Mrs Bending." She ordered. "Here at the foot of the bed. About three foot away from the end."

The buxom, foolish looking girl walked, lewdly, to the place indicated and stood there trembling in her obscene posture. Looking back at George and Dolly over her smooth, round shoulder, she gazed at them in fearful apprehension.

"Now, then." The older woman smiled at her. "You told me that you go to 'Keep Fit' classes, my dear. That's right, isn't it?"

June nodded, miserably.

"Good." Dolly laughed. "Then, move your feet a little wider apart please, Mrs Bending. That's lovely. Now, bend right over and grip your ankles with your hands. And remember. Keep that lovely big bum sticking right out. Quickly now. We've got such a lot to do to you this afternoon. We don't want to waste time, do we?"

Sobbing bitterly, the buxom young wife bent right down and took a firm grip on her trim ankles.

"My goodness! What a sight!" Dolly giggled, as she and George moved in closer behind the big blonde. "That's a lovely position, my dear. Keep those shapely legs nice and straight. Try and hollow your back a little more. That's it. That's beautiful. Don't you think so, Mr Cane?"

"Excellent!" George agreed, as he bent his face nearer to the beautiful, rounded buttocks.

"Oooo. You should see yourself, Mrs Bending." The handsome older woman chuckled, unmindful of the younger ones tears. "This big, fat bum of yours as rounded out splendidly. Oh, and just look at that. Your chubby cunny is bulging right out from between your lovely thighs." She looked at the sobbing girl's lovely face and leered at her, lecherously.

"How sweet it looks." She crooned. "We can see all the crack. It's quite red and wet, my dear. And so are the inner lips that are hanging out of it. Oh, it's so pretty."

Here the lustful brunette gave a dirty, throaty laugh.

"Ooooo! Mrs Bending." She said, pretending to be shocked. "We can even see your bumhole. It's trying to hide there, between the cheeks of your arse. Oh, I've just got to take a closer look at that. Besides, I've got to examine this sopping cunt of yours. So just hold still."

Her eyes shining with excitement, Dolly placed her hands on June's rounded arse, one on each smooth, white buttock. The younger woman wailed, but held her lewd position.

Dolly, giggling loudly, glanced down at June's flushed face. Big tears were running from the weeping blonde's down-cast eyes and dripping off her red, flushed cheeks onto the cream coloured carpet.

"I'm just going to pull apart your bum cheeks, so we can have a good look at your arsehole, Mrs Bending." Laughed the leering lady. "Keep them slack, now."

And with malicious delight, the beautiful business woman clenched her long, elegant fingers, cruelly, into the soft flesh of the young wife's big, full, dumpling-like buttocks and, pulling them open, spread them wide apart. There, shamefully exposed to her lecherous gaze, was the puckered, wrinkled lips of the sobbing blonde's pouting anus.

"Ooooooooo. Mr Cane. Look at that." Dolly almost snarled the words. Her lovely, full red lips were twisted into an obscene pout of lust. "It's sweet Mrs Bending's arsehole. Oooooo. Look at it. Isn't a big one? All wrinkled and pink." She dropped her eyes, again, to June's flushed face and leered, lasciviously. "How pretty it is, my dear."

George pushed his sweating face even closer to the young woman's shamefully displayed anus, his eyes burning with desire.

"It is a big one." He agreed. "But it looks pretty tight, to me."

Dolly nodded, delightedly, and ran her middle finger, eagerly, around the rim of the puckered rosette. It's wrinkled, pouting lip felt firm and rubbery to her touch.

"Yes. It certainly seems quite tight." She said.

Looking again around the bending young mother's soft, bare body to her bowed, blonde head, the grinning brunette called to the sobbing girl.

"Tell me, my dear." She enquired. "Is this big, beautiful bumhole of yours, a virgin?"

The girl's flushed face turned and looked back at the older woman with apprehension.

"I..I don't th..think I..I un..understand y..you, Miss St..Stern." She sobbed.

"Oh, I think you do." The darker woman chuckled, evilly. "Let me put it this way. Has you dear Hubby or the Australian or anyone else, for that matter, ever slipped his cock up your pretty bum? Have you ever had your 'shit shoved up hill'? Have you ever been buggered, Mrs Bending?"

The young woman gave a loud gasp and her face became even redder.

"Most certainly not." She cried, indignantly. "Nobody has ever done THAT to me. Not ever."

"I'm so pleased to hear that, Mrs Bending." Dolly laughed, with a sly wink to George. "So very pleased." She went on. "Now, my dear, let's have a good look at this lovely, chubby cunt of yours, shall we?"

The beautiful woman dropped her right hand down beneath the big, rounded buttocks, to where the humiliated young wife's plump, bald cunny bulged out deliciously from between her voluptuously full thighs. The blonde gave a gasp and a little jump, as she felt Dolly's fingers and thumb run gently over her soft, fat cunt lips, but although she continued to weep, she still maintained her lewd pose.

To Dolly, June's soft, white, bulging, velvet smooth sex looked like a fat, ripe peach that had burst wide open. Compared to the pale, plump lips on either side, its crack was a wet, raw red, from which hung the puffy, swollen folds of the inner lips.

"What a pouter." Dolly leered, excitedly. With her finger and thumb, she prised the fat lips apart and spread the crack open wide. "How pretty it is." She smiled and pushed two fingers, deep, into the girl's belly.

"How is it?" George asked with a grin.

"Well, now." Answered Dolly, rolling her eyes as she twisted her fingers around in the young wife's hot depths. "For such a big young lady with such a fine, fat cunny as this is, she's surprisingly tight. She's a little bit dry, too. But we'll fix that, in a while, I'm sure."

The older woman slipped her fingers out of the younger one's fleshy sheath and pushed back the pulpy folds that formed the prominent hood that protruded from the top of the girl's crack.

Suddenly, between Dolly's wickedly inquisitive finger and thumb, out popped the swollen stalk of a surprisingly large clitoris.

"Oh! I say! Look at this, Mr Cane." The woman laughed. "She's just full of surprises, isn't she?"

And as she and her red faced lover feasted their smouldering eyes on the luscious sight, her tongue licking over her full, red lips, which lust had twisted into a lecherous pout, Dolly eagerly closed her finger and thumb, tightly, onto the bloated bud.

June squealed, as if in pain, but unheeding, Dolly shook the girl's big tickler, vigorously.

"Aaarh! God! No. Don't do that, please." The young wife sobbed, still obediently gripping her ankles.

But Dolly and George were delighted to see that, despite the buxom young woman's protests, her bloated clitty continued to expand and swell up under the skilful manipulations of the older woman's hand. It now extended, rigidly from its hood, engorged and enflamed and could be seen to be throbbing, lasciviously, between the lovely brunette's fingers.

"My, my, Mrs Bending!" Exclaimed Dolly, with a wicked giggle, "Such a big clitty! And so very sensitive, too. I can see you have been working on it quite a lot."

Taking her hands off the weeping blonde, the woman straightened up.

"Right, my dear." She smiled, gleefully down at the humiliated young mother. "Time to start paying your debts."

She turned to George, who was red faced with excitement.

"I think this position is quite a good one to start off with, don't you, Mr Cane?" The lustful brunette grinned roguishly at her lover. "Stand here on her left and give it to her bare handed first, just to warm her up a bit."

George, eagerly suiting actions to words, quickly took up his position on June's left. The buxom young wife, her voluptuous body bent over, was still submissively presenting her superb arse for a well deserved punishment.

George gazed down onto the full, smooth white globes, which rounded out so helplessly before him. Having thrown off his coat and tie, he now rolled up his shirt sleeves in a businesslike manner.

"Are you quite ready, Mrs Bending?" He asked the weeping girl.

June trembled with fear as she looked back over her shoulder at the big man's leering face. Her bottom lip quivered and the buxom blonde could hardly speak.

"Yes, Mr Cane." She answered with a gulp. "I'm ready."

"Right, then." George said, rising his big hand high in the air. "You'll be taking this sort of treatment for the next six years, at least, so you had better get use to it. This is the first of many."

The man's hand came smashing down in a long, sweeping swing, with all his considerable force behind it.

CRACK.

The sound filled the brightly lit bedroom.

"YAAAEEERGH!" June shrieked out in anguish. It felt as though a red-hot iron had been pressed against one of her big buttocks. She leapt upright, her body arching backwards. Her hands clutching her clenching buttocks and her feet stamping the floor in a funny little dance.

"Stop that." Dolly shouted, barely concealing her laughter, as the weeping girl's big breasts bounced up and down as she danced. "Take your hands away and get back into position."

Sobbing, the blond tried to resume her former stance, but she found itvery difficult. She managed to grip her ankles, but could not straighten her knees.

Dolly and George laughed, gleefully, as they watched with lustful delight the animated contortions of June's clenching, spasming buttocks.

"Ooooh! That was a good one, George." She giggled, bending forward Eagerly to watch as a flaming red welt, the shape of George's hand blossomed angrily, across one of June's big, burning bum-cheeks. "You can feel the heat from here. If you keep them all like that one, it should be just right."

"I don't think Mrs Bending would agree." George laughed. "Did you feel that one, Mrs Bending?" He asked.

The writhing blonde remained silent, apart from her whining and sobbing.

"Answer Mr Cane when he speaks to you." Snapped Dolly.

"I said, did you feel that one, Mrs Bending?" The man repeated his question.

"Y..Yes. Ye...Yes, I did fee..feel it, Mr Cane." The buxom young mother sobbed out, tearfully, her splendid buttocks still writhing, deliciously.

"I'm so glad." George grinned and again raised his big hand high into the air.

CRACK.

His heavy palm smacked down flat upon June's other quivering arsecheek.

"WAAAaaaahhhhh." The naked, bending, housewife gave another shout of anguish, but before June could leap up, George gripped the back of her neck with his left hand and forcibly held her in position.

 CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.

The man's right hand rose and fell rapidly and viciously against the screaming young woman's bounding bum and her blubbering cries filled the sunny room.

After a good forty burning smacks across the girl's, by now, blazing red arse globes, George stepped back to admired his handiwork.With a grin, he looked at the beautiful face of his mistress and saw that it was flushed red with excitement.

"Would you like to try your hand at warming the lady's big bum for her, Miss Stern?" George leered at the eager brunette.

"Oh, yes please, Mr Cane." The lovely accountant laughed with delight. "I'd love to."

The man and woman quickly exchanged places and, after insisting that June maintained the grip on her ankles, Dolly stooped for a moment and gleefully examined the weeping girl's red and twitching arse.

"Some of these welts are turning quite purple, George." She giggled. "You must have a very hard hand."

Putting out her right hand, she gently touched the hot, quivering flesh with her fingertips.

June gave a gasp, but Dolly ignored it.

"So sensitive." The brunette smiled. "Just feel that heat."

Then, straightening up, the handsome woman eagerly raised her hand high in the air and brought it slapping down on one of the sobbing girl's quivering arsecheeks with a....

CRACK.

"WAAARRRRHH." June gave a yell and her fat arse leapt again.

Dolly gave a cruel laugh of glee at the writhing of the screaming girl's buttocks.

"Don't you dare straighten up, you Slut." She snapped, and laughing with delight, she began raining blows down onto the weeping young wife's bouncing arse.

 CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.

"Aaaah! Just look at her squirm." Leered the delighted lady, her hand falling, viciously, again and again on the rounded, writhing buttocks before her.

 CRACK.  CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.

 Suddenly, she stopped smacking the sobbing blonde's bouncing bum and, plunging her hand between the crying girl's quivering thighs, she thrust her stiffened middle finger deep into her winking, red cuntcrack.

The brunette shook her lovely head.

"Her cunny is still too dry for my liking." She said with a thoughtful frown. "Could I try something, Mr Cane?"

"Be my guest." George laughed.

Ignoring the young woman's sobs and withdrawing her finger, Dolly spoke to her, briskly.

"Stand upright, Mrs Bending." The darker lady ordered the blonde.

Completely dejected, June stood up, snivelling quietly.

"Don't forget to keep your lovely bum nicely rounded, Mrs Bending." Dolly said, lightly.

Crying helplessly, the buxom young woman thrust back her heavy buttocks at the leering pair.  

"That's better." Dolly smiled, as she and George walked around to the blonde's front.

 Placing her fingers under the girl's chin, she lifted her tearstained face until it was upright.

"You must keep your head up and look at us when we talk to you, Mrs Bending." She said.

The business woman turned her head to her boss, but kept her eyes on the younger woman's beautiful face to watch her reaction to what she was about to reveal.

"As her Husband is away from the family home so much of the time, Mrs Bending here, spends a lot of her time alone masturbating herself, Mr Cane." Dolly sneered.

As she spoke the words, the brunette was delighted to see that her spiteful disclosure had struck home. With cruel glee, she saw a deep, red flush of shame flood the young mother's beautiful face and down across her full breasts.

"Is that a fact?" Said George, chuckling at the sobbing girl's obvious embarrassment.

"Oh, yes." Dolly went on. "The dirty Slut fingers herself furiously every day, until her cunt is frothing. Isn't that so, Mrs Bending?"

The girl gulped and tearfully nodded her lovely head.

"Yes, Miss Stern." She sobbed.

"Well, then, Mrs Bending." Dolly continued. "I want you to put your left hand down onto your cunny and spread its fat lips open."

Apprehensively, the girl obeyed. Moving her hand slowly to her sex, she spread its lips with her first and middle finger.

"Come on." The brunette snapped, impatiently. "Open your crack wide. We want to see that big Ciltty of yours, pop out."

Blushing with burning shame, June spread her cuntcrack wide open and pulled back its fleshy hood."

"Aaaaa!" Said Dolly, bending foreword to see better.

Out from between the shapely young Wife's wide spread fingers had 'popped' her enflamed and swollen tickler.

"You see, Mr. Cane." The older woman pointed out. "It's still very stiff. She must like it when we blister her bum."

She straightened up and faced the weeping girl, once more.

"Now, lift your right hand and put your middle finger into your mouth." She Directed. "That's right. You're Frigging finger."

The Young womam complied.

"Cover it well with saliva. That's it." She nodded as the girl did as she was told. "Now coat your big clitty with it."

June looked down past her belly to see what she was doing.

"That's the way." Dolly leered, as she watched the big blonde at her task. "Use more if that's not enough to cover it."

Knees slightly bent, full thighs spread wide, the gasping, naked young mother, spit onto her fingers and smeared her saliva all over her bloated red clitoris.

"That's lovely." Encouraged her gleeful instructress. "Now I want you to give yourself a good frigging, to get your cunny juices flowing. So go right ahead and start fingering yourself, Mrs Bending."

Scarlet with shame, the humiliated young wife began rubbing her fingertips over the slippery nub of her rigid clit.

"Come on. Put a bit of life into it. We haven't got all day." Shouted the eager brunette. "Show a bit of enthusiasm. I know you can do it better than that. Rub harder. Faster. Faster. That's it. That's the way."

Under the delighted gaze of the older man and woman, the buxom young mother began vigorously abusing herself, strumming her swollen tickler until her shapely body was trembling all over in response.

"Yes." Dolly chuckled. "That should do the trick."

And as George sat on the edge of the bed, watching the amusing and arousing scene with mounting  excitement, the lecherous brunette began to undress.

Chapter 4.

When the beautiful Miss Stern had stripped down to her undies, she noticed that the shamed blonde, while still masturbating furiously, was gazing, apprehensively, at her.

Throwing off her brassiere with a flourish, the lovely woman bared her large, white breasts, their thick, pink nipples, stiffened with desire, and was delighted to see the look of admiration in the younger woman's passion filled eyes.

Proudly, Dolly walked around the room, pretending to ignore the groaning, gasping girl. At the far side of the big bed she looked down.

"Oooo! Look what I've found, Mr Cane." She giggled. "Hubby's slippers."

She stooped down and, picking up one of the slippers, she showed it to George. It was an expensive red leather item, scarcely worn.

The woman turned to the young blonde, who had by now fingered herself to a loudly panting, quivering condition, and held the slipper up before her flushed face.

"What large feet your Husband must have, Mrs Bending." Dolly smiled her sweet smile. "Such big, wide soles and just look how stiff and smooth the leather is."

The brunette held the slipper up by the heel and smacked the broad sole down onto the palm of her hand with a meaningful 'CRACK'.

"I think we'll use this on that big, hot arse of yours." She grinned. "Poetic Justice, don't you think?"

She turned to her lover.

"Strip to your under-pants, Mr Cane." She said to the sweating man. "Then you'll be almost ready."

George hurried to do as she had said. When he was naked but for his Y-fronts, he carried his clothes to the side of the room and placed them, neatly on a chair. Turning back he faced the two women. His heavy body was covered with thick black hair. Not only his belly and chest, but even his back, shoulders and arms. His pot-belly hung over the waistband of his pants, which bulged out in front as if a tent pole was planted there.

Dolly was watching him with affection, when a sudden groan from the younger woman made her turn back towards the blonde.

June, her blue eyes smouldering with arousal and still vigorously masturbating herself, was standing, tottering, were they had left her. The fingers of her right hand furiously strumming her exposed and swollen tickler, her lovely face thrust foreword, her red lips twisted in a pout of lust. Her heavy buttocks, rounded belly, full white thighs and big, melonous tits, all shook with mounting ecstasy. Her lovely legs, bent at the knees and thighs spread wide, she eagerly humped her cunt back and fore at her flying fingers, as she began to squeal with lust and cry with shame at the same time.

Dolly moved close to the sobbing girl.

"Ooooo. Look at her." The brunette leered. "Look at her move her arse. The Slut."

She moved around the back of the weeping, moaning young mother and watched her heaving arsecheeks with cruel delight.

Laughing, she put her hand between the backs of the buxom girl's thighs and clutched her fat lipped cunt with her fingers.

"Ah-ah!" She shouted. "She's sopping now."

And gripping the girl's blonde hair with her wet, left hand, she twisted her beautiful face towards her own and brandished the slipper before her tearful eyes.

"Keep on frigging yourself, Mrs Bending." Dolly cried. "I'm just going to introduce your Husband's slipper to your fat arse."

And taking up her position behind the masturbating young Wife, she raised the stiff leather slipper high and brought it down on the girl's big, round, quivering arsecheeks with a great......

SPLAT.

"WAAAAAAHHHHH!" June shrieked, as the scalding heat in her arse seemed to burst deep into her swollen cunt.

Dolly and George watched with wide eyed delight as a deep red welt blossomed across the screaming young woman's franticly writhing buttocks.

Even as the burning pain of the stroke spread through her arse and cunt, June felt a deep resentment at the loss of her orgasm. Sobbing with frustration, even as she writhed, she continued to masturbate furiously, desperate to achieve her climax.

SPLAT.

Again Dolly brought the slipper flashing down. This time delivering a hard smack on the girl's other contorting buttock.

"YYNNAAAAAARRHHH!" The buxom young mother again shrieked with anguish, as fire once more seemed to spread over her big, bounding bum and flood through her abused cunny. Squealing with pain, humiliation and shame, she made her 'diddling' fingers dance franticly over her inflamed and swollen clit.

Laughing with cruel delight, Dolly brought the broad soled slipper down, again and again, across the young blonde's agitated arse.

SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLATSPLATSPLAT.

The beautiful brunette rained the heavy blows down onto the screaming young wife's full, bouncing bumcheeks.

"EEEEEAAH! OOOAAHH! OOOH! OH GOD! NO! NO! EEEEEAAH! OH GOD! NNAAAR! PLEEEEASE! NO MORE! NO MORE!" June shrieked and cried, in a strange mixture of pain and sexual arousal, as she squirmed there, submissively accepting the cruel punishment to her burning bum, while masturbating herself in near frenzy.

"Oh, Mr Cane." Called a delighted Dolly, between strokes. "Look! Look at her go!"

The man and woman watched, gleefully, as the bitterly crying young blonde stood, writhing before them, thighs spread, knees bent, presenting her round and purpled buttocks to the cruel blows. The two middle fingers of of her left hand were plunged deep into her gaping cuntcrack, while the thumb and fingers of her right, vigorously squeezed and shook her engorged and throbbing tickler. The melonous, milk white globes of her breasts, their big nipples swollen a deep, turgid red, jumped and juddered, each time the slipper 'SLAPPED' hard across the boiling cheeks of her fat arse.

George moved to stand directly in front of the squealing young woman. Putting out both his large hands, he gripped her big, thick nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Squeezing the swollen stalks tightly, he lifted the weighty jugs out and away from her body, until he had both heavy tits hanging by their teats. The great, fleshy globes, swung wildly to and fro, in time with June's frantic frigging, as they dangled from his fingertips, suspended by her stretched nipples. To her rear, the lascivious Dolly continued to administer a sound thrashing with the slipper, to the fiery red, purple and obviously swollen cheeks of her deliciously round and bouncing bum.

SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT.

The lovely brunette, her own big breasts swinging with the exertion of the strokes and sweat dripping off her near naked body, swung her arm up and down, up and down, as she energetically beat a tattoo on the buxom young mother's fat arse.

"NAAAAHH! OOOH! OOOW! AAAH! OH! MY BUM! AAH! OH! OH! MY NIPPLES! AAAH! AAAAAAH! MY CUNNY! AAAH! AAAH! OH! OH! OOOO!? IT'S STARTING! OOOO! AAAAAH! OOOOH! I'M GOING TO CUM! GOING TO CUM! OOOOOW!"The blubbering blonde yelled out as her nimble fingers spurred on her convulsing quim, to orgasm.

"She's getting ready to spurt." George called to his flushed mistress.

"Yes, I know." Dolly answered, looking down between the younger woman's red and swollen bumcheeks, where she could clearly see the girl's puckered, pink anus, twitch and pout convulsively, as if it were blowing her a kiss. "I can see her arsehole winking at me."

Throwing aside the slipper, Dolly slipped her middle finger under the sopping gusset of her silk knickers and running it along her wet cuntcrack, the lovely, lustful lady, coated it well with her love cream. Removing the lubricated digit, she then proceeded to probe it's tip into the centre of the, almost, spasming blonde's pouting anus.

"Oh, no! Please, no! Not that!" Dolly heard the girl groan. But she was amused to see that the aroused young wife pushed her flaming arse, back onto the slippery intruder.

With a sadistic giggle, the beautiful brunette screwed her greasy fingertip into the puckered opening.

The lewd act triggered the girl's climax.

"AAAAAAH!" Cried the buxom young mother in shame and anguish. "OOOOOOOH! Ho, God! Ho, God! AAAAAAAH! I'M CUMMINGGGG!"

As the young blonde's climax hit her, Dolly thrust, firmly foreword with her stiff finger and plunged it deep into the tight, rubbery ring of the squealing girl's greasy, pink arsehole.

"NNAAAAAAAAAAARRRHHHH!" June yelled, as her own flashing fingers continued milking her hot and spurting cunny and her tight anus clenched rhythmically around Dolly's thrusting finger.

The older woman gloated with glee as the young woman, racked with orgasm, spurted her cuntcream over the carpet.

"OH! AAAH! OH, GOD! OH, YES! YES! AAAAAAH! YES! OH, GOD! AAARH! OH, GOD! AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

With a final, long groan of obscene satisfaction, June's shapely legs buckled under her. She would have collapsed, but for George in front, holding her up by her tits and Dolly at her rear, supporting her by the stiffened finger embedded, deep, in her churning bowels.

"Oh! Mrs Bending!" Dolly laughed. "You've CUM all over the carpet.

How lewd you were, you dirty slut. I think you loved having your fat arse smacked. We shall have to give you some more, I think."

Sobbing with shame and pleasure mixed, the young blonde hung there, her fingers still gently rubbing her dribbling cunny, suspended by her stretched and swollen nipples in the front and by her bulging arsehole at the back.

"Here, come on!" Snapped Dolly. "Stand up. Come on; take your weight on your own legs."

And she gave the gasping girl a stinging, left-handed slap on her flaming red buttocks.

June uttered a little shout of pain and, regaining some of her composure, stood up, shakily, on her pretty feet. As she straightened up, George still held both her big breasts out away from her body, so that the full weight of the heavy jugs still hung suspended from their stretched and turgid nipples. Also, close behind her, she could feel the heat from the older woman's body and the greasy thrusting of the stiff finger probing deep up her tightly clenched arsehole.

Obediently, the young mother stood between the man and woman as they continued abusing her lovely, voluptuous curves.

Before her, the big man shook her dangling tits until the milky globes clapped together loudly. While behind her, the beautiful brunette stirred her inquisitive finger, around and around, in the hot, wet depths of her of her bowels.

Dolly watched with delight, as the sobbing girl started to respond to their depraved caresses. George's assault on her breasts and her own gross violation of her virgin anus, only aroused her the more. June's docile submission to her humiliation, fired the handsome business woman to new heights of lechery.

Dolly lifted her left hand and grasping a fistful of the girl's blonde hair, she twisted her lovely face towards her own. After gazing into each others smouldering eyes for some moments, the two women's beautiful faces came, slowly, together. Their hungry mouths seeking each other, their full, red lips crushing together in a wide open, wet kiss. Each sucking greedily at the other's searching tongue.

At last Dolly broke away. Pulling back her head, she looked at girl's flushed face and, watching her expression carefully, she plunged her finger even deeper up the blonde's arse.

"AAAAAH!" June groaned, but thrust her fleshy buttocks firmly back at the older woman's hand.

Leering at the girl's predicament, the brunette began to plunge her stiffened digit, swiftly, in and out of the buxom blonde's tight and rubbery arsehole.

"Look how she responds, Mr Cane." Dolly called to her lover, who was still happily dangling the girl's big tits by their nipples.

"Yes, I see." George answered, rolling the swollen storks between his thumbs and fingers and squeezing the thick, turgid nipples hard. "She's just what we've been looking for. What a find, eh?"

Dolly could see that June's hand had moved back to her bulging pubic mound and that her middle finger was already stroking her exposed and bloated clit.

"That's right, Mrs Bending." The brunette encouraged, her own stiffened finger still smoothly flashing in and out of the young mother's oily rectum. "I'm sure you can cum again."

The girl's fingers began to dance in her wet crack. George dropped her breasts and stood back. The great globes bounced and wobbled on her chest. Her big, swollen nipples, looking sore and very enflamed.

Dolly gave a laugh and bending her head foreword, sucked the nearest nipple into her mouth.

"YAAAHH!" June cried out and spreading her thighs, fingered herself, furiously.

After a few moments Dolly raised her head and, smiling sweetly, pulled her finger from the younger woman's tight arsehole, with a wet 'plop'.

The buxom young wife watched with a mixture of excitement and disgust, as the leering lady lifted her hand to her face and sniffed her middle finger, appreciatively. Then, with an evil chuckle, the luscious brunette lifted her hand to the younger woman's lovely face and held the slimy digit under her nose.

June flushed scarlet with shame and would have turned her head away had not Dolly held her face firmly in place with a fistful of blonde hair.

"Can you smell that, Mrs Bending?" The older woman asked.

"Y..Yes." June answered, all of a fluster.

"You know what it is, don't you?" Dolly grinned.

"Yes." Sobbed the big blonde, beginning to cry again.

"Oh, don't you cry, Mrs Bending." Dolly giggled. "It's only the smell of your shit on my finger, that's all. I think it smells delicious."

"You've made her cry but she hasn't stopped milking that big tickler of hers." George observed with some amusement. "I think it's about time we got a bit of the action, too. Don't you, Miss Stern?"

"Good idea, Mr Cane." Dolly replied. "Let's get our knickers off."

Chapter 5.

June, so aroused now that she could not stop abusing herself, no matter how much shame and humiliation she felt, watched with mounting anxiety as her two tormentors quickly stripped off their remaining clothes and at last displayed themselves, stark naked, before her.

She looked at the big man and again flushed with shame. His big, heavy balls, hung down between his thighs. His rampant prick stood out, stiffly, from under his bulging belly, its bloated knob seeming to pulse and glow an angry, turgid red and a thick, milky cream dribbled from the gaping pisshole at the tip.

Turning her lovely head, she looked at the woman. Again she blushed to the roots of her hair. Miss Stern was standing before her, knees bent, full thighs spread wide, and her hips thrust forward. The older woman's beautiful face was a mask of lust. Lips twisted in a lecherous leer, her left hand kneading her left breast, while her right hand pulled aside the soft flesh of her right thigh.

What gave June her biggest shock, was the big, bulging, bald cunny that gaped at her in all its swollen glory. It's fat, white, naked cuntlips, pouting out on each side of its raw, red crack, while it's inner lips and stiffened clit, burst out in wet, puffy folds. The young blonde could not take her eyes off the hairless pouter.

"Like it, Mrs Bending?" The lovely brunette leered. "You must have a closer look. It's not shaved, mind. Oh, no. This is the result of a much more permanent and efficient process."

Just then the naked man gripped the younger woman's arm and turned her to face the foot of the bed once more.

"You'll have plenty of time to admire Miss Stern's cunt in just a little while, Mrs Bending." He grinned. "But first we've got some more well deserved punishment for that big bum of yours."

"Oh, no! Please! No more." June cried, her eyes again brimming with tears.

"Oh, yes, Mrs Bending." George answered with a sneer. "You just bend over the end of that bed and lean forward on your hands."

Weeping, the naked young wife submissively obeyed and leaning over the end of the bed, she supported herself on her arms.

"That's it. Now move your legs closer to the bed and get your feet farther apart." The man directed, his eyes blazing with lust. "Yer. That's right. Now stick up that fat arse and round it out, like Mrs Stern showed you."

June quickly assumed the lewd pose and waited, tearfully, for what was to come next. Turning her head, she watched with mounting apprehension as the man picked up the feather duster and pulling off the feathered head, threw it to one side.

Left with just a three foot long bamboo cane in his large hands, George leered at Dolly and rolled his eyes, suggestively, at the young wife's fat, naked arse.

"Do you think this will warm it up a bit for her, Miss Stern?" He asked, swishing the cane, experimentally, through the air. "Perhaps you would like to lie on the bed in front of her and give her a good, close, look at that lovely bald cunt of yours, while we do it, eh?"

Dolly, her beautiful face contorted with lust, moved towards him and held out her hand.

"Oh, please, Mr Cane." She begged with a childish pout. "Let me give her a few cuts to start her off. Pleeease."

George gave a cruel chuckle and handed her the cane.

"As you wish, my dear." He grinned, waving his hand, ceremoniously, towards the blonde's big, naked bum. "Be my guest."

The cruel brunette bent and flexed the cane in her hands; as if to test its strength.  

"Thank you, Mr Cane." She crooned, as she sized up June's heavy, rounded buttocks with one of her sweet smiles. "If you would stand by her face, she can admire that big 'Rajah' of yours, while I work on her fat arse."

George moved close to the buxom blonde's pretty face and gripping his prick at the base of it's shaft, he bounced it up and down in front of her wide, worried eyes.

Behind her, Dolly carefully laid the cane gently, across both full, smooth arsecheeks.

At it's touch the girl gave an apprehensive cry.

With a cruel giggle, the lovely older woman raised the cane high in the air.

"Get ready, Mrs Bending." She laughed. "Here it comes."

And she brought the cane swishing down across both the girl's full, rounded cheeks with a mighty.....

SSSSSSWWWIIIISSSSSSSSSSHH. CRACK!

"YYNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" The young wife's shriek filled the sunny room.

"Lovely." Dolly laughed with cruel delight. "Here's some more."

Swish. CRACK! Swish. CRACK! Swish. CRACK!

The beautiful business woman brought the cane down with careful precision in a ferocious volley of hard, burning cuts across the younger woman's round and fleshy buttocks. June's shrieks were like music to their ears.

After a score of cuts, Dolly turned to George and handed back the cane.

"I'm ready now, Mr Cane." She panted. "You take over while I get comfy."

And while George inspected the purple and red welts that striped the blonde girl's writhing arse, the lecherous brunette climbed onto the bed and sprawled before the bitterly crying young wife.

Arranging herself under the girl's sweet, tear streaked face, Dolly lay back on some pillows and, pulling her knees back to her naked breasts, spread her thighs wide. Her bald and pouting cunt bulged and gaped under the blonde's fearful eyes.

"There now, isn't it a pretty one?" She asked the wide eyed young woman, with a giggle. "It cost a small fortune to get it all smooth and bald like that."

The tearful girl stared at the older woman's pouting, naked sex, with fascination. Her pink tongue flicked out over her full, red lips as she saw the crack gape, the inner lips thicken and unfold and the large clitoris, stiffen and swell until it stood, ridged and engorged, under her awed gaze.

Watching the young woman's reactions with delight, Dolly moved both her hands down between her splayed thighs and with her fingers on the plump lips, she pulled open her rosy cuntcrack for June's inspection.

"Yes, my dear." She went on. "It's so smooth and clean like that. Just like a little girl's. And it's so much nicer to suck and lick, too."

June's big, tearful blue eyes flashed up with sudden apprehension, to the sprawling brunette's beautiful face. Dolly's head was tilted to one side and she was smiling her sweetest smile.

"Yes, Mrs Bending," She nodded her lovely head. "I said Lick and Suck." And she humped her rosy, widely spread sex, lewdly, towards the girl's trembling mouth.

"Now, I'd like you to stick your tongue, deep into my crack and suck my whole cunt, right into your pretty mouth, my dear." The lustful lady purred to the shocked young wife. "I know your going to love doing it. Every one says I taste delicious."

With those words, she lifted her right hand to her mouth and licked, with lascivious relish at the rich, milky juice that thickly coated her fingers.

June looked down at the plump, gaping, oozing cunny, so shamelessly displayed just a few inches from her face. She could feel its warmth on her cheeks and in her nostrils she could smell the exciting smell of a beautiful, mature, woman in heat.

Strange, new thrills raced through her body and seemed to explode in her own aroused sex, making her big swollen clitty jump and throb exquisitely.

The young wife shut her eyes, bit her lower lip and shook her blonde head.

"I'm sorry Miss Stern." She cried. "I...I just couldn't. I never have before. Not with...Not with another woman."

"You'll soon get use to it, Mrs Bending." The business woman chuckled. "And you must. I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. So get that lovely head of yours down here and get your beautiful mouth sucking."

Just then June felt the man's naked, hairy body press against hers as he leaned over her and looked over her shoulder.

"Having any trouble?" He asked his assistant with a wink. "Perhaps I'd better work a bit more on this big bum of her's?"

"Oh, no! Please God, no!" Cried June, again bursting into tears.

"Yes. Good idea." Dolly leered up at her lover. "Get her fat arse warmed up again."

George stepped back behind the girl and she, in an effort to see what he was about to do, strained her lovely head around and looked back over her shoulder. He smiled into her pretty, tear stained face with its big blue eyes and waved the cane at her.

"Change your mind?" He asked.

She shook her head. "I couldn't. I just couldn't." She snivelled.

"Right then, Mrs Bending." He grinned. "Hold on, here it comes."

He raised the cane high in the air and brought it flashing down in a stinging.....SSsssssswish.

CRACK.

"WWAAAAAAAAAAAHH !" She shrieked.

Swish CRACK. Swish CRACK. Swish CRACK.

Again and again the big naked man smacked the long whippy cane down in a stinging, blistering cut across the screaming, naked blonde's full, red buttocks.

As she shrieked and writhed at the scolding heat of the strokes, below her, sprawled on the bed and vigorously fingering her own wet quim, the lecherous brunette watched with glee, the anguished, tearful expressions that twisted the younger woman's lovely face.

"Give her a few across those lovely plump thighs of hers." Dolly called to her lover. "On the soft, rounded parts, high on the inside of her legs. That'll make her hit the high notes."

"Anything you say. Miss Stern." George answered with a chuckle. "Now, Mrs Bending. Bend your knees a bit more. That's it. Now spread your thighs wider. Wider. That's lovely. Now lift your fat arse higher. Right. Hold it like that."

Sobbing, June did as he bid her. There was a slight pause, then she heard the swish of the cane. It was as if he laid a red hot poker across the fleshy inner part of one of her full thighs.

"NNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHH!" Her shriek filled the room.

She would have leapt up, but he gripped the back of her neck and held her down.

"Hold still." He commanded.

She held her position. Just. Her plump, purple welted, boiling buttocks, writhing and twisting as if on fire. Hot tears dripping down onto Dolly's round, white belly. The woman spread them into her pale flesh with a cruel laugh.

Sssswish.

CRACK.

"NNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHH!"

He had treated her other soft, inner thigh to a scolding cut.

"No! No! Pleeeease. No more. No more. I'll do it. I'll do it." The writhing, weeping young mother sobbed, pitifully.

And, while Dolly gloated triumphantly over her debasement, the buxom young wife lowered her lovely face to the older woman's waiting cunt.

Through her pain and tears, June was horrified to feel a shameful excitement run through her body. She smelt the hot, sweet smell of the lovely woman, waft up into her flaring nostrils. She opened her full, red lipped mouth, extended her pink tongue as far as she could and with a cry of shame, she plunged it deep into the woman's gaping, wet cuntcrack.

"AAAAH!" Dolly cried out with joy. "OOOOOW! AAAAAHH! YES! YES! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!"

Writhing in cruel delight, the aroused brunette gripped the younger woman's hair in both hands and, looking down through the deep valley between her own heaving breasts and over her quivering, rounded belly, she watched with squeals of glee, as June's lovely, red lips opened wide and obediently and sucked the fat, naked lips of her cunt in, until her spurting, spasming sex was completely enclosed in the weeping, subjugated young wife's pretty mouth.

"AAAAH! That's it!" The older woman groaned in delight. "Now. SUCK IT! AAAAAAH! Yes! YES!"

Submissively, the sobbing young blonde began sucking hard at the writhing woman's plump cunt.

"Oh, yes! That's lovely, my dear." Dolly leered down at June's flushed face as, twisting the girl's corn coloured hair in both fists, she pressed her gushing twat deeper into the girl's mouth. "And get that sweet tongue of yours working, too."

Strangely, although still crying, June was now fully aroused by her shameful humiliation. Snorting with lust, she could feel Dolly's fat, bald cunt lips swelling in her mouth and she could taste the lewd lady's thick, rich love juice as it gushed over her tongue. She gave a groan of total submission and, gripping the woman's full, white thighs in her in her arms, she plunged the hot wedge of her tongue in and out of the squealing brunette's gaping gash, while at the same time sucking greedily, at the plump, bare lips.

George's jowlly face was red with lust and his heavy, hairy body dripped with sweat as he watched the two beautiful women squeal and groan before him. Now that her head was lowered, the young blonde's superb arse seamed to rear up and round out towards him even more lewdly than it had done before. Below the puckered pink rosette of her winking bumhole, her chubby cunt bulged out from between her full, white thighs, its red raw, dribbling cuntcrack gaped at him, enticingly. With a snarl, he threw the cane aside and gripped his throbbing, painfully engorged prick in his fist.

Through heavy lidded eyes, Dolly saw her lover advance towards June's quivering bum.

"Oooo! Mrs Bending." The curvy brunette laughed wickedly. "Brace yourself. Mr Cane is about to mount you."

Glancing down to where the blonde's flushed face was pressed firmly between her full thighs she tightened her fingers in the younger woman's wheat coloured hair and shook her lovely head.

June's big, tearful blue eyes opened wide and with her mouth still full of creamy cunt, she stared with alarm up over Dolly's heaving belly and tits and gazed in dismay at the older woman's beautiful, lust contorted face as it leered, cruelly down at her.

"Yes, my dear." Dolly laughed, nodding eagerly down at the girl's tear streaked face. "He's going to fuck you ever so hard. I know you are going to love it. He's going to 'Backscuttle' you. Hold on tight, now."

She looked up at George, gleefully. "She's ready, Mr Cane." She grinned. "Go on. Ram it up her."

George needed no urging. The rounded globes of the buxom young blonde's dimpled arsecheeks, crossed red and purple with the hot welts of the punishment they had administered to them, danced before him, voluptuously. Holding his turgid prick pointing at her beautiful big bum, the big man advanced, menacingly, on the degraded young mother.

On reaching her, he gripped her plump hip firmly with his left hand and, spreading his feet to get a good grip on the carpet, he stooped, shuffled forward and directed the swollen, blood engorged knob of his ridged cock at her gaping cuntcrack.

Looking down, his burning eyes watched avidly as the livid gland neared the wet, red slit of the young woman's peachlike twat. He halted the glowing tip a hair's breadth from her palpitating pussy. Then, his lips curling back from his teeth in a lascivious leer, he plunged the throbbing knob between her plump cuntlips and stabbed it into the hot, wet depths of her oozing gash.

June groaned into the swollen folds of Dolly's sex and her buxom body jumped at the immodest contact.

Dolly laughed, evilly, and held the girl's pretty mouth, tightly against her own juicy cunt.

For a few moments George enjoyed the sight and feel of the young wife's fat, wet cuntlips, stretched open and bulging out around his cock's pulsing red warhead. Releasing his hold on the shaft, he gripped her hips with both large hands and, with one merciless lunge forward, embedded the full, swollen length of his rigid prick, with a jolt, into the boiling depth of her belly.

"MuuuuummphhhHH!" June's cry was lost in the folds of Dolly's twat as, having been lifted off her feet by the jolt; she collapsed onto her knees before him.

Standing firmly on his two feet, his strong fingers sinking into the blonde's fleshy hips as he pulled her rounded buttocks, tightly, into his groin, George dropped to a crouching squat behind her, the wide column of his cock still embedded, to the root, in her swollen cunt.

For some moments he squatted there, mounted on the young mother's fat arse, savouring the delicious wet, hot contractions that engulfed his pulsing prick.

Watching the look of pure pleasure spread across the florid face of her lover, Dolly grinned up at him.

"How is she?" She asked.

"God! She's fucking delicious!" He groaned through clenched teeth. "Her cunt's so tight and hot and wet. It's like sticking it into a tub of hot butter."

He sucked in air between his teeth.

"Aaaaah! I can feel her cunt clenching around my cock." He gasped.

"Go on!" Urged Dolly, shaking with excitement. "Fuck her! Give her a right, Royal Shafting. Fuck her hard!"

George withdrew his prick, with a sucking sound, from the exquisitely tight confines of June's wet sex, until only the bloated knob remained within. Then, with a vicious, hard jolt of his muscular hips, he rammed its full length, to the hilt, into her belly.

"UGHH!" The blonde's loud grunt vibrated through the fat lips of the older woman's lust swollen cunt.

"AAAAAAGH!" Came Dolly's answering cry. "Oh, yes! That was lovely! Make her do it again."

Obediently, George drew out his blood engorged cock to the knob and again slammed it back into the girl's congested quim.

"MMMUUMMPHHH!" Groaned June, into Dolly's cunt.

"AAAAAAGH!" Cried Dolly, in delight.

Again George withdrew his rigid prick and rammed it back into its slimy sheath. Both women writhed and groaned and George pulled out and thrust in again.

In and out. In and out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In, out, in, out, in, out, in-out-in-out-in-out.

Taking a good, tight grip of her rounded hips, the big man began to fuck the helpless young mother in earnest. His thick, steel hard prick thudding into her battered cunt, in hard, fast, body juddering jolts. His hips thudding against her burning buttocks. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

"Go on! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!" Dolly cried out in delight, while humping her gushing, bald cunt into the squealing young woman's open mouth. "Go on! Fill her belly with spunk!"

George, his rigid shaft now pistoning, smoothly in and out of June's plump cunt, moved his hands up and gripped her round shoulders, firmly. Bending forward over her back he put his face close to hers and watched, with lecherous delight, as his mistress skilfully fucked the moaning young wife's sucking mouth.

Looking up at Dolly's lovely, lust contorted face, he grinned as the lascivious brunette put out her tongue and wiggled it at him, lewdly.

"Oh, George. This is delicious." The dark haired woman groaned. "I'm nearly there. Bring her off, darling. I want to 'Cum' in her mouth just as she spurts her cuntjuice."

Eagerly, George did as he was bid. Dropping his strong hands from June's shoulders, he slid them down, around her torso, to where the big, dangling globes of her breasts hung down under her forward bending body. Cupping a heave gourd in each palm, he began kneading her fleshy jugs in his fingers.

His vigorous fucking of the buxom young blonde coupled with the mangling of her big tits, soon had the desired result.

Squealing and snorting into Dolly's humping cunt, June started thrusting her fat arse back, violently, on to the hard and gristlely column of muscle with which she was being shafted.

"Ah! That's it! That's getting to her!" Cried Dolly, intently watching the girl's every reaction. "Try milking that big clitty of her's George. That should do it."

"George, his sweat dripping over the writhing back of the kneeling blonde, released her right tit to swing furiously, and moving his right hand down over her rippling belly, he thrust his fingers into the folds of wet flesh that bulged out of the top of her stretched cuntcrack.

The squealing young wife bucked under him as his questing digit found its prize and her large tickler popped out, naked and defenceless. Quickly, George gripped the swollen stalk between finger and thumb and, squeezing it tightly, he began twisting and stretching it, as he mercilessly milked the buxom, bucking blonde to a climax.

June gave a loud but muffled shriek and her eyes rolled back in her head, beneath their half closed lids.

"Look! Look! She's CUMMING!" Dolly squealed with wicked glee. "Quick, George. Cream her. Pump your spunk into her belly."

"AAAAAH! Yes! I feel it!" Gasped George, furiously pistoning his greatly distended prick into the boiling depths of the blonde's convulsioning cunt. "AAAAAAAAAAH! FUCK! Her cunt's sucking on my prick. Squeezing it. Milking it. AAAAH! FUCK! I'M CUMMING! CUMMINNNNNGGG!"

And with a loud bellow, he shot a great salvo of thick spunk, deep into the young woman's belly.

The lascivious spectacle of the humiliated young wife and mother being so thoroughly raped by her lover, was more than Dolly's excited senses could stand.

"OOOooooo! AAAAH! My CUNT! I'm going to CUM! I'M GOING TO CUMMMM!" The handsome Matron shrieked while gripping the younger woman's lovely face in both hands and thrusting her fat, bald, spurting cunt further into the naked girl's open mouth. "AAAAAAH! Yes! YES! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING IN HER MOUTH! AAAAAAAAH! YES! RIGHT IN HER PRETTY MOUTH! AAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!"

And the climaxing young Juno felt her mouth fill with spurts of thick cuntcream, while her happy cunt was pumped full of rich, hot spunk.

As her delicious orgasm slowly faded, June slumped forward over the relaxing body of the groaning brunette, while George, in turn, collapsed onto her back.

Chapter 6.

All three lay that way for some minuets, as their panting gasps eased to a more regular breathing. At last Dolly moved, languidly, and sat up.

"Oooh! That was delightful!" She smiled, as she moved her hands over her full breasts and kneaded the heavy globes, voluptuously. She then dropped her hands to George's shoulders and shook him, insistently. "Come on, Mr Cane. You don't want to crush the poor girl, do you? And there are such a lot of things I still want to do to her, this session."

George rolled off June's back, with a laugh.

"Don't be so impatient, Miss Stern." He grinned. "We've got all the time in the world. Years, in fact."

Dolly watched as he pulled the long, slack, greasy length of his prick out of the younger woman's sopping cunt, with a 'slurp', to let it dangle, heavily, between his thighs.

"Oh, I know." The beautiful brunette leered, lasciviously. "But I feel so lewd and I have such a 'letch' for her."

Giggling, she leapt from the bed and helped her lover to his feet.

"Oh, come on, George. Quickly. Let me get at her." She laughed. "I know she's ready for more. Did you see how well she fucks?"

She took hold of the younger woman's shoulders and pulled her upright. The young wife turned her lovely face to them, her big, blue eyes filled with the tears of shame.

"Oh, please! No more!" June wept, looking up at them, beseechingly.

"No more?" Dolly screeched. "No more? Oh, yes, Mrs Bending. There is going to be more! Lots and lots and lots more, before we finish with you!"

The young woman burst out crying, bitterly.

"Oh, come on, Mrs Bending." George grinned, holding his fat, slack cock in his big hand and kneading its oily length, firmly. "We could see you loved every minuet of it."

"Oh, God! No! No I didn't. It was awful. I hated it!" June cried, shrilly, looking up with a horrified expression on her lovely face and a red blush of shame, spreading from her cheeks, down her neck and flooding across the soft, swollen globes of her big, shuddering breasts.

"No, Mrs Bending." Dolly leered down at the sobbing blonde. "We saw you. You should have seen yourself. The way you fucked. The way you moved your big bum, once Mr Cane had his cock up your cunt. Oooo, and you even sucked my bald cunt for me, didn't you? And spurt your cream when I 'CUM' right in your mouth. You sucked it so hard. You must have loved my flavour. You dirty Slut!"

"I do hope you are on the Pill, Mrs Bending." George laughingly joined in. "For I surly filled your belly with spunk. Pints of it."

They both laughed cruelly as the young mother hid her face in her hands and cried, bitterly.

"Come on." Said Dolly, taking the naked blonde by her arms and pulling her to her feet. "You seem to be cooling off. We'll have to warm you up again, before we do anything else to you."

George sat on the edge of the bed, watching, while his lecherous Mistress lead the sobbing, humiliated young wife to the centre of the room. Turning the buxom blonde to face her, Dolly stood so that both naked women stood 'belly to belly'.

"Now, Do I have to smack your fat arse again or are you going to get more friendly?" Asked the luscious brunette.

June looked quickly up into the older woman's eyes and bit at her full lower lip.

"Well, let's see then, shall we?" Dolly smiled and putting her arms around the girl, she gripped June's big, fleshy buttocks in her hands, pulled her belly close to her own and, leering into the blonde's lovely face, began to rub her fat, bald cunt against that of the younger woman.

"Come on, now." She laughed, "Start humping that cunt of yours or Mummy spank."

Blushing red with shame, the buxom blonde placed her arms around Dolly's waist and, gripping one of the older woman's heavy arsecheeks in each hand, started to rub her swollen cunt back against the brunette's  bald twat.

Soon both women were shaking with lust as they scrubbed and ground their gaping cuntcracks together, with swiftly mounting excitement.

"Ooooo! Mrs Bending!" Dolly squealed. "That's lovely. You learn so quickly, my dear."

    Leaning her face towards her gasping partner's the lustful brunette offered her full, succulent, red mouth to the younger woman's desire swollen lips.

 "Kiss me." She groaned, feeling the sobbing blonde's fingers tighten their grip on her swiftly bounding buttocks. "Give me your sweet tongue."

 With a choked cry, June opened her soft lips and, crushing them wetly against the moaning brunette's, she plunged her tongue deep into the older woman's eager, sucking mouth.

Sitting on the bed, pumping his quickly reviving prick into a renewed erection, George leaned forward, excitedly watching the two beautiful, naked women, writhing before his burning eyes.

Both women's voluptuous, sweat soaked bodies, trembled and shook as they groaningly plunged their tongues deep into each other's sucking mouths and, each clinging tightly to the other's fat arse, furiously rubbed the enflamed and gaping gashes of their wet and swollen cunts, vigorously together.

Snorting with lust, they pulled their crushed lips apart and, with smouldering, heavy lidded, half-closed eyes, each watched the other's lovely lust contorted face as, their spasming cunts gushing hot cream against each other, the lecherous women lewdly fucked each other to an exquisite and noisy climax.

"AAAAAH! Ohhhh! FUCK! George! Ooooh! Look at her!" Dolly shrieked. "She's CUMMING! Look at her hump. Ooooo! George! I can feel her Cum. I can feel her cream spurting over my cunt. She's gushing! AAaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The two stark naked women, tit to tit, belly to belly, cunt to cunt, their hands holding their big arses as they rubbed their wet and swollen cracks, furiously, against each other, their full thighs aquiver as their plump, pale bodies juddered and shook with orgasmic pleasure. As their hysterical squeals lowered to whimpering and their frenzied grinding slowed to a lewd writhing, Dolly mouthed gross obscenities into the ear of the sobbing blonde. Still gripping each other's bums, they tottered and George thought, for a moment, that they would fall. But they regained their balance and, lifting their arms to each other's plump, round shoulders, they kissed, soft and lovingly.

"Oh! Mrs Bending!" Laughed Dolly, when she, at last, broke the warm embrace. "That was delicious."

The older woman thrust her hand between June's wet thighs and had a good feel of the panting young blonde's soaked and throbbing cunt. She then held her sopping fingers up before the girl's red, flushed face and leered, gleefully.

"What a creamy cunt you have, my dear." The lecherous brunette giggled while lewdly sniffing at her dripping hand. "I think I'll give you a good sucking to finish you off."

Holding the blushing girl by her arm, the brunette turned to the man furiously masturbating on the bed.

"Mr Cane." She smiled. "Would you bring that chair from the dressing table to us, please?"

Jumping to his feet, George quickly obliged.

"Thank you, Mr Cane." Said Dolly, with a sly wink. "Now, Mrs Bending." She smiled, sweetly at the subjugated young wife. "Just sit your pretty bum down there."

The chair had slim arms, padded, like its cushioned seat, with smooth satin. When June had sat down in it, Dolly lifted both of the young woman's legs and hung them over the chair's arms. Pulling the girl's bare arse foreword, right off the seat, she arranged her in a lewd pose, with cunt and arsehole obscenely exposed to her and George's lustful gaze.

"Take those big udders of yours, one in each hand, and lift them up and away from you, as if you are offering them to us." The dark girl instructed the flushed faced blonde with a leer. "That's it. Now squeeze them, good and hard. Yes, like that. Make them bulge out. Ooooo! Lovely!

Moving quickly to the bed, she picked up a pillow and, hurrying back, placed it on the floor just beneath the jutting overhang of the blonde's full and rounded arse.

"Now, this is what we are going to do." The shapely, naked brunette continued. "I'm going to kneel here on this pillow in front of you."

Dolly dropped to her knees on the pillow before June's wet and gaping cunt, while the young Mother began, once more, to weep with shame at her obscene exposure and also at the, now quite obvious, high arousal that her degrading humiliation forced through her voluptuous body.

"Then." Went on Dolly, ignoring the blonde's tears. "I'm going to lick out this luscious, creamy cunt of yours."

The older woman stuck out her tongue and wiggled it lewdly at the blushing young Juno.

"Then I'm going to suck it until you cum in my mouth. Just as I cum in yours." The brunette giggled. "And when you do spurt your cream." She continued, shaking her finger at the girl. "And this is very important mind. When you do gush, you must turn your pretty face to your right, where Mr Cane will be waiting."

June glanced to her right and saw that George was already standing there, pumping his fist up and down the bloated shaft of his prick and pointing his throbbing, livid red knob, with it's open, gaping pisshole, right at her trembling lips.

"Yes, that's right, Mrs Bending." Dolly laughed. "Turn your head, just like that. Then you must open your lovely mouth wide and put out your tongue and cup it, just like this."

The depraved lady opened her mouth wide and put out her own tongue, to demonstrate just how she wanted it done. June watched her with apprehension and then copied her, with precision.

"That's the way." Laughed Dolly. "Then when you cum, Mr Cane will spunk right into your sweet mouth. Oh, you're going to love it."

She flashed a smile at George and then looked back at the tearful blonde.

"Right, then." She chuckled. "Let's begin, shall we?"

Sitting back on her heels, the lascivious lady gently ran her fingertips down over the soft insides of June's full, wide splayed thighs, until both her hands stopped on the swollen lips of the young housewife's shamefully exhibited cunt.

Disregarding the girl's snivelling cries of shame, Dolly gripped her fat inner lips with her fingers and thumbs and, pulling them wide open, she spread the creamy cuntcrack until all its raw, red, spunk filled interior was cruelly exposed to her lust enflamed eyes.

"Oh, Mr Cane!" The lecherous brunette giggled, as she gloated over the weeping young Mother's gaping gash. "Just look at Mrs Bending's spunky twat! Isn't it pretty? Oh! And look at that big, red clitty of her's, sticking right out, so stiff and swollen. Why, I can even see it throbbing."

And putting her mouth close to the crying young woman's open sex, she blew her hot breath, gently over the fat, pulsing, stalk of the blushing June's splendid big tickler.

"Waaaah!" Cried out June, her full white thighs and heavy arse-cheeks, suddenly shaking with suppressed sexual excitement. "Oh, no! Oh God! Please, no! Please, no! Please don't do this to me!"

"Oh, come on, Mrs Bending." Dolly laughed. "Who are you trying to kid? We all know you are longing for it. And you know you love it. Look at this big tickler of yours. It's so stiff and swollen it looks ready to burst, you dirty slut. Oh! And look at your lovely arsehole! It's all puckered and pouting out, as if it wants a kiss, too."

 And darting her head forward, Dolly thrust her pointed tongue into the younger woman's wrinkled pink anus and plunged it in deep.

 "AAAAAGH!" June cried out, kneading her own big breasts, mercilessly, as the hot blush of shame spread from her lovely face, down her neck and over her soft, round, milk globes, in response to the boiling wave of pure pleasure, that flowed like fire through her veins from the delicious probing of her arsehole.

"Ah ah!" The dark woman laughed, lifting her lovely face from between the young wife's big, quivering, bumcheeks. "Yes. It's nice, isn't it? Now, let me get to work on this big, juicy cunt, of yours. And don't forget what I told you to do when you spurt your cream. Or else!"

 Keeping her eyes on the weeping blonde's lovely face, Dolly lowered her head to the young wife's sex and, plunging her eager tongue, deep into the girl's gaping, wet cuntcrack, she voraciously sucked the whole of June's fat, lust-swollen twat, completely, into her gluttonous red mouth.

"AAAAAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAH! Oooooh! Oh, God!" June cried out, drowned in sensation and horrified by the fact that her hips were jerking her spasming cunt, vigorously, at Dolly's sucking mouth and that she had neither the will nor the power to stop the movement.

"AAAAAAH! AAAAAAAH! OH! OH, NO! OH, GOD! OH, GOD HELP ME! AAAAAAAAH! OOOOOOOOOOH! AAAAAAAAH!" The shamed but highly aroused young Mother cried out, hoarsely, as she felt her swollen cunt engulfed in the older woman's greedily, sucking lips and her crack ravished by her skilful tongue.

Crushing and squeezing her melon-like breasts and pulling and stretching her lust hardened nipples, the squealing, sweat dripping blonde, vigorously fucked her oozing twat into the delighted brunette's hungry mouth. Her beautiful face, contorted with lecherous desire, turned, convulsively to her right and her burning, heavy-lidded eyes, fell on the lascivious naked form of George Cane. His sweat coated, red jowled face leered down at her, his fist swiftly pumping his rigid cock, who's bloated, livid knob was pointed, menacingly at her sweet, trembling mouth.

She could feel Dolly's tongue plunging deep into her frothing cunt. So deep it felt as though it was probing the mouth of her womb.

"OOOOOOH, GOD! YES! YES! YES! DO IT! DO IT! MAKE ME CUM! AAAAAAAAAGH!" The girl groaned, eagerly fucking Dolly's mouth.

Suddenly the kneeling brunette pulled back her head, lifting her dripping mouth from the writhing blonde's sopping sex.

"AAAAAAAGH! NO!" June cried out in frustrated anguish. OH, GOD! DON'T STOP! NOT NOW!"

"Oh, Mrs Bending!" Dolly laughed, the buxom girl's love juice thickly coating her lovely face. "You dirty slut! Well, it won't be long now!"

She looked up at George and grinned.

"And are you ready, Mr Cane?" She asked. "Are you ready to spurt your spunk into nice, respectable Mrs Bending's sweet mouth?"

"Fuck! Yes!" George snarled through clenched teeth. "I've been holding it back for the last five minuets. Quick! Make her CUM!"

"Right, then." Dolly leered. "Now, Mrs Bending. If you'll just open your mouth and put out your tongue as I showed you."

Sobbing with hot shame and humiliation, the degraded young wife turned her lovely, tear streaked face towards the sweating, naked man and, opening her mouth wide, she put out her tongue and cupped it, ready for the gross act they were about to commit. She looked up at his leering face and quickly dropped her eyes, only to focus them on the angrily throbbing, bloated red knob of his greatly swollen cock. Her nostrils flared, as she breathed in the heady, musky stench of a man in full rut, and watched in horror as his steaming cock-cream bubbled out of his gaping pisshole and dribbled over the red, enflamed knob.

He put his left hand around the back of her neck and pulled her head more upright and her gaping mouth closer to the pulsing head of his prick.

"Right. We're ready!" He snarled, excitedly.

Dolly, gleefully, looked down at June's twitching cunt. She chuckled at the sight of the thick, milky white cunt juice that was dribbling out of the buxom blonde's red raw cuntcrack and running down between the girls's plump, trembling arsecheeks. She rubbed the tip of her right hand's middle finger around the puckered rosette of the young housewife's greasy arsehole and giggled, slyly.

"Yes. We are ready now." She leered, and thrusting the thumb of her left hand deep into the wet crack of the shuddering young wife's fat and peach-like quim, she lowered her head and wrapped her full, red lips around the stiffly standing, swollen stalk of the girl's large and sensitive clitoris.

A distorted yell burst from the curvaceous blonde's gaping jaws and extended tongue, as she felt Dolly's hot, wet mouth cover her throbbing tickler. Her choked cries quickened and grew high pitched as, while her smouldering eyes gazed in awe at the turgid, pulsing knob of George's menacing prick, she felt the depraved brunette's sucking lips skilfully draw her big clitty right out of it's fleshy hood and tongue lash it, mercilessly.

Dolly felt June's shuddering body stiffen and saw the buxom girl's shapely legs rise straight up in the air, her pretty pink feet flex and her big toes curl up, amusingly.

"I think she's going to BLOW!" Called George as, shaking with excitement and pumping, vigorously, on the iron-hard column of his prick, he eagerly pulled the squealing blonde's gaping mouth closer to his smoking knob.

June's full, white thighs trembled and her heavy arsecheeks juddered, violently, as her cunt convulsed in the kneeling brunette's sucking mouth.

Feeling the spasm, Dolly thrust foreword with her hand and plunged her stiffened middle finger right in, to the last knuckle, up the squealing blonde's greasy arsehole.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHH!" June shrieked through her wide, open mouth, her legs went rigid and her big toes curled towards the ceiling as, with Dolly furiously fingering her tight, puckered anus, the girl's swollen cunt spurted out a copious jet of thick, delicious love cream, right into the older woman's greedily sucking mouth.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Groaned Dolly, as she gluttonously swallowed down the sweet nectar that gushed from the climaxing young Mother's spurting twat, while her flashing finger was tightly clenched in the girl's spasming turdtube.

"YYAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHH!" George bellowed as, holding the orgasming blonde's head steady with his left hand and pointing his exploding knob at her gaping mouth with his right, he discharged a great gout of thick spunk across her fully extended tongue and right into the back of her throat.

June's shrieks of delight became choked and gurgling as her mouth was quickly filled with the grunting man's thick, gluttonous bollock-juice. She snorted and gulped as the boiling spunk splashed across her slack, swollen lips and spattered over her flushed face.

As the girl's eyes rolled back in her head, George pulled her face towards him and thrust his erupting knob right into her cream filled mouth. She closed her full lips around it and sucked, strongly on the spouting gland.

George pulled the young woman more towards him so that her neck was more lined up with his shaft. Releasing his prick to the hot, wet confines of her mouth, with one big hand he gripped her around the throat and with the other, gripped her hair. Then, gazing down at her lovely face, with a snarling bellow he rammed his rigid cock into the back of her throat.

June's big, blue eyes, shot open wide and she made a choking, gagging noise. George pulled his big prick half out of her stretched open mouth and then rammed it back in, hard, again. He pushed foreword deeper, forcing his huge knob down her throat. Holding her head, tight, he pulled her pretty face, firmly to his groin. Panicking, June dropped her breasts and tried, franticly to push him away, but the big man was much too strong for her.

Dolly, giggling with glee, lifted her face from the girl's cunt, to get a better view of the action. Her stiff finger, still pistoning in and out of the struggling blonde's boiling bowels, the lecherous lady gripped the girl's big, greatly swollen clitoris  tightly, with finger and thumb and shook it, vigorously.

"Go on, George!" She laughed, shrilly. "Choke the Slut!"

Franticly struggling to breathe and scream at the same time, June succeeded only in making inarticulate gagging and choking noises as George continued forcing his thick cock down her swelling throat.

To her delight, Dolly could plainly see that only an inch or so of that cock's great root was now protruding from the girl's widely stretched lips and, to the older woman's great amusement, the young blonde's vibrating tongue protruded beneath it to an alarming length and as the girl choked and gagged, her tongue lapped George's balls, delightfully.

Fired by the cruelty of the act, the big man's orgasm seemed to go on for ever. Thick spunk now bubbled and spurted from around June's stretched, lipstick smeared lips and two great gouts of thick cream had shot down her nostrils and were drawn up and down with the in and out thrusts of his pulsing prick.

"GluckK! GluckK! GuckK! GuckK!" Gagged the choking blonde at each lunge of George's big cock, which was now well past her gullet and right down her throat, her nose pressed into his pubic hair.

"Oh, George!" Squealed Dolly, gleefully. "Look how her throat has swollen to accommodate your great Raja. How does it feel?"

"Fucking wonderful!" Groaned the big man, in ecstasy. "It's so tight and hot and lovely and slimy at the moment. OH! FUCK! I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"

And bellowing in delight, he shot another great salvo of hot spunk down the choking girl's swollen throat.

The gleeful Dolly heard June give a choked groan and to her delight saw the blonde's cunt gape, pucker and spurt out a stream of thick white cuntcream while the young woman appeared to be having a sexual fit.

"What a dirty Slut you are, Mrs Bending." Dolly chuckled.

For some long moments the bedroom was filled with the exciting sounds of the choked and inarticulate cries and groans of the two ecstatic libertines and their lust frenzied victim. George, his heavy body shaking with exploding desire, once more thrust his bloated cock right down the struggling blonde's alarmingly expanded throat. Gripping her by the throat and the back of her head, he again pulled her face hard against his pubic mound, cutting off her air and stopping her breathing.

"Gerckkkk! Gerckkkk! Gerckkkk!" June gagged, amusingly, as she franticly tried to draw in air to her lungs.

"Fucking Hell!" The big man groaned, as he held the girl tight to his groin. "Her throat does wonderful things to my prick when she's choking."

"How lovely." Laughed Dolly. "Keep choking her George. Let's see how it feels when I get her to shriek."

And dropping her face to the frantic girl's big, stiff clitoris, she curled back her red lips and bit the bloated stork, hard, with her sharp white teeth.

"GGGUUUUUURRRRRRCCCCCCKKKKKK!" June gave a long high-pitched gagging squawk. And then..... "GlluugggGGG!  GGrrrrrruuUUUGGGHH! GUuuuullLLGG." More frantic squawks as Dolly cruelly gnawed and chewed on the girl's tortured tickler.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!" George, his lips pulled back from his teeth in a twisted snarl, threw back his head and gave a great bellow of delight, as he shot thick gouts of spunk down the girl's convulsing throat and into her belly. While to Dolly's delight, she felt a hot gush of cunt custard spurt from the younger woman's gash and splash over her tits.

Giving a last spiteful nip to June's badly swollen clitty, Dolly lifted her juice coated face from the still gagging young Mother's wet and twitching quim and gave a triumphant laugh of pure glee.

George gave a last grunt of pleasure and pulled his slackening cock from the girl's abused throat and out of her lose lipped, spunk filled mouth, as she gasped and drew great gulps of air into her near bursting lungs.

"Fucking hell!" He gasped, squeezing the fat length in his fist and directing the last weak spurts of creamy spunk to spatter over the slumped young housewife's heaving jugs. "She's sucked me dry!"

Giggling with delight, Dolly sat back on her heels and gazed, gloatingly at the younger woman's voluptuous body, sprawled immodestly in the chair before her and so doing exposing her naked charms to her two ravishers. The abused young Mother was slumped right down in the chair breathing hard, her plump arms dangling to the floor on each side, her full thighs splayed wide over the padded arms, her big, quivering breasts and belly spattered with spunk, her lovely head hung to one side and resting on her soft, round shoulder, her eyes glazed and staring, under heavy half-closed lids. Her tongue lolled out from the corner of her mouth and her full, slack lips still drooled the thick spunk she had not managed to swallow. Her fat, swollen cuntlips winked lewdly and her pouting pink arsehole still held the older woman's embedded finger in its tight, rubbery grip.

"Just look at her!" Dolly laughed spitefully. "There's a bawdy, fucked out slut, if ever I saw one! And she loved every minuet of it. Did you see her CUM? Even when you were choking her! I must have drunk pints of it! It tasted like milk and honey! Just like milk and honey!"

The dark woman slowly withdrew her hand from between the blonde's big buttocks and was amused to see that the wrinkled, puckered ring of the fair girl's arsehole clung tightly to her finger, as if reluctant to relinquish the stimulating probe. Dolly pulled the trapped finger free with a wet 'plop' and giggled when the pouting anus gaped open, winked, farted once and snapped shut.

The beautiful brunette got to her feet and smiled down at the lovely violated blonde.

"That will be all for now, Mrs Bending." She said. "As soon as we get our breath back, Mr Cane and I will be leaving."

Without moving, June looked up tearfully at the older woman and whimpered with disappointment.

"Oh! Miss Stern!" The dishevelled young wife whined. "Must you go so soon?

"Now don't you fret, my dear." Dolly laughed. "All your troubles are over. Financially and otherwise. And each week, as many times as we can manage it, Mr Cane and I will see to it that you are punished and pay your debts."

Shortly after, respectably dressed and all trace of their orgy cleaned away, George and Dolly prepared to leave the house. June, who on Dolly's orders was still stark naked, was nervously seeing them out. In the hall, Dolly stopped.

"Now, Mrs Bending." Said the business woman, formally. "I'll phone you tomorrow to arrange the time and place of your next chastisement. I'll phone about tea-time. Alright? Good! Oh, yes. And I want you to continue masturbating yourself regularly, too. We must keep that lovely, big fat tickler of yours in trim, mustn't we?"

They moved closer to the door. Dolly turned to the younger woman, again.

"Oh, and to show that there are no ill feelings. Get down on your knees, Mrs Bending." The sweetly smiling brunette said with a chuckle.

The buxom young mother, with a look of apprehension, obediently dropped to her knees.

Dolly turned her back on her and, lifting up her summer dress, thrust her bare arse at the housewife's blushing face. Gripping a pale buttock in each hand, the leering brunette pulled the plump, round arsecheeks, wide apart.

"Now, Mrs Bending." She laughed. "Give my arsehole a nice, big French kiss, to thank me for all we've done for you today."

Submissively, the lovely young blonde gripped the brunette's full fleshed thighs and, pushing her face between the widespread cheeks, she plunged her tongue right into the older woman's anus, closed her lips around it and sucked the pouting, wrinkled ring into her mouth.

After some minuets of sucking and gasping from the two women, with George eagerly bending foreword to watch the point of contact, Dolly pulled away. Still spreading her buttocks, she half turned to the kneeling girl and, smiling down at her pretty, upturned face she said.

"That was lovely, my dear." She chuckled, evilly. "Now I'm going to fart in your mouth a few times. Just to show who's boss."

A look of disgust flashed across June's beautiful face and she pulled her head back.

"You'll do as you are told, or I'll crush your nipples." The older woman laughed. "Put your face foreword, now and open your pretty mouth."

Tears running down her cheeks and blushing with shame, the young mother placed herself as she was instructed.

"That's the way." Dolly leered at her. "Now stick your tongue out, nicely."

She turned to George, who was eager to help.

"See to it that she doesn't move her head or close her mouth, George." She grinned.

The big man moved closer. Taking a big pair of pliers out of his pocket, he threateningly took one of the weeping girl's big nipples in its jaws.

"Be good, now." He leered.

The sobbing girl held her mouth open wide and pushed out her tongue.

Turning her back on the girl once more, Dolly bent foreword, rounded her arse even more and pulled her buttocks open wide.

"Get her mouth about two inches from my arsehole, George." She instructed.

Stooping on the girl's right side, George gripped her nipple with the pliers and with his left, pushed her open mouth closer to his Mistress's big, pouting anus.

"Are you ready, Mrs Bending?" The dark woman asked sweetly.

"Oh, she's ready, Miss Stern." Chuckled George.

 "Right, then. Here it comes." Dolly giggled and, with a grunt, her arsehole bulged right out and blew a great, rasping fart, right into June's open mouth.

The strength of the hot blast was such as to gust around the girl's shocked face and blow her blonde hair back from her head. Her gaping mouth and flaring nostrils were filled with a foul baked beans stench, which filled her every cavity, as the shocked young wife, helplessly sucked down a great breath into her lungs.

"YuuulllkkkK!" June dry urged, as if she were about to vomit. The young blonde's mouth gaped even wider, her lips drew back from her white teeth and her tongue stretched even farther from her throat as she coughed and spluttered, retching loudly. "YyyyucK! YyyyuuulkK! YyyyyeeeeuuuullkkK.!"

"Dolly turned quickly, eager to see the effect the gross act had had on the young woman. She was delighted to see that, despite the coughing, retching and tearful weeping, a look of complete self disgust and total degradation could be seen on the blonde's lovely face.

June tried to turn away but George held her firmly in position.

"Aa, aa! Not yet." Dolly giggled. "We'll do a few more, I think!" And she again turned her back to the kneeling June and presented her arsehole to the girl's mouth.

"No! No! Please don't. It's sick." The naked young mother sobbed, still trying to turn away.

"You stay down and open your mouth like you were told" George chuckled, tightening the jaws of his pliers on the blonde's bruised nipple. "Come on. Push your tongue right out there and see if you can catch one on it."

With a gasp of pain the sobbing girl complied.

"That's a good girl." The big man continued and looking at Dolly he leered, wickedly. "She's ready now, Miss Stern." He said, moving the blonde's mouth closer to the brunette's pouting anus.

Dolly strained a little and. "BRrrrrrraaaaPP." Again she farted right into the girl's mouth. This time it was different. This time it was wet and it splattered all over June's extended tongue.

"YaaarrrrrrKK!" June dry retched again and again, refusing to retract her tongue and taste the older woman's little gift. "O Gog! O Gog!" She groaned, with tongue fully extended. "Hease! Ho hore!"

Dolly, her dress falling down to cover her bare bum, turned to face the younger woman, once more.

"Let's take a look at her, Mr Cane." She giggled, putting her hand under the gagging girl's chin and tilting her pretty face up so she could take a close look.

"Ooooo, yes! I see!" She cooed at the blonde, sweetly. "There's a sort of wet, brown stain, coating your tongue and the inside of your mouth, Mrs Bending.

The Brunette leered down into the young mother's tearful face.

"Here's what you are going to do, my dear." She said. "First you are going to continue frigging yourself and when you are in a sweat and your cunt is frothing, you'll pull in your tongue and roll it around your mouth. Then, when you cum, my flavour will be flooding your taste buds. So come on. Start milking that big tickler of yours."

"Oh, go! Go!" June gargled, shaking her head and trying to pull away.

"George." Dolly sighed, slyly. "Her nipples, if you please."

"Certainly, Miss Stern." George grinned and squeezing the handles of the pliers firmly together, he cruelly crushed the young blonde's big, rubbery nipple in its jaws.

"EEEEEEAAAAAAAAAGGHH!" June's shriek burst from her gaping mouth, her extended tongue vibrating amusingly.

 "Aw'ight. Aw'ight. I goo it. I goo it." She cried, her brown slimed tongue still extended and her hands gripping George's strong wrists. "Gon'k herk hy gresks, hease."

"Oh, no, Mrs Bending. To late. You disobeyed me." Dolly smiled down at the young wife. "You must be punished. And I said both nipples. Now put your hand down and let Mr Cane continue."

 Crying bitterly, June dropped her hands to her thighs and waited while George released her swollen right nipple and taking her big left tit in his left fist he squeezed its base tightly, making the great udder bulge out. Taking the stalk of its thick nipple in the jaws of his pliers, he applied a firm grip. Then he turned to his victim.

"Ready, Mrs Bending.?" He grinned. Then....... "CRUNCH"

"EEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHH!" June's shriek filled the house.

Sitting back on her heels, the girl wept and sobbed as George released her second swollen nipple. She screamed again as Dolly, giggling cruelly, leaned foreword and, gripping the abused stalks between her fingers and thumbs, rolled them like Radio Knobs.

"Next time you disobey an order, Mr Cane will crush your big clitty." The brunette giggled. "Now, are you ready to continue?"

Sobbing, June nodded in defeat.

"Right, then. Up on your knees." The business woman instructed. "And start frigging yourself, vigorously. You know the way. Get strumming that big tickler of yours. I want to see your cunt-cream dribbling in seconds. Do you hear? Seconds!"

 Fearfully, the sobbing blonde obeyed. Kneeling up on spread knees, she gripped the plump peach of her twat in her left hand and, spreading the lips with her fingers, she peeled her stiff clitoris and started to milk the big tickler between the fingers and thumb of her right. Thrusting her sex foreword, June began to gasp, as the sensitive stalk responded, immediately.

"Fuck! Look at her, George!" Laughed Dolly, gleefully. "What a Pain Slut! A little torture and she's ready to spurt!"

 The young mother started to gasp hard.

"I think the Slut's going to cum, already." Cried the older woman. "Hold her, George."

 Dolly turned again, lifted her frock and once more thrust her plump, round arse into the girl's face.

 A look of horror filled June's eyes, but her orgasm was on her and she was too far gone to stop.

George pulled the blonde's face closer to his lover's rounded bum and held her gaping mouth and tongue an inch away from the brunette's pouting arsehole.

 Trying to look over her shoulder, Dolly let go a wet rasper, right into June's gaping mouth. Hearing the girl begin to gag as the stench hit her; the brunette gave her another big, wet one that sprayed her tongue anew.

 Letting her frock fall, the older woman quickly turned and watched the girl's humiliation with cruel glee. She could see that shame and climax racked the young mother to equal effect and that even while she gagged, cream spurted, copiously, from her cunt-crack.

"Right, now." Dolly leered, eagerly watching the blonde's lovely face. "Take in that tongue and taste my fart."

Racked by multiple orgasms, the shaking young wife pulled in her tongue and closed her lovely lips over it.

"Go on." Dolly encouraged. "Roll it around your mouth. Taste the flavour."

 June did as she was ordered and rolled her slimy tongue around her mouth. As the strong flavour flooded her taste buds the thrill of self disgust washed over her in a red blush of shame. Franticly, she strummed her frothing cunt into a frenzy of spurting cream as her buxom young body thrilled to the hot glow of her first pain and humiliation fired cum. Her healthy young body shook with the mind blowing power of it. Her fingers flashing on her swelling, bloated clit, she started to squeal with delight.

 Laughing, Dolly straightened up and opened the front door. "Come on George." She grinned. "She'll be at it for some time, yet. We'll go now and leave her to it."

The man and woman came out of the house and closed the door after them. As they walked down the Drive, Dolly took George's arm and squeezed it affectionately.

"Oh, George." She sighed. "I have such dirty plans for that hot bitch. I'll contact Bill and Celia Pain first thing in the morning. They are going to love her."

Chapter 7.

The car had been travelling for more than two hours. The day was beautiful and June had found that she was really enjoying the trip. It wasn't just that it was a nice change, although it was true that she never went anywhere, especially without the children, but she always looked foreword to these sinful meetings with Miss Stern and Mr Cane, even though she would not admit it, even to herself. Besides, this was a very special occasion and her blood seemed to boil in her veins as she thought of what was to come.

 Since that fateful day just two weeks ago, when Miss Stern had brought Mr Cane to her home and she had signed the contract, her life seemed to contain so much excitement. The humdrum, boring existence that had been her lot for so long, was now compensated for by these exciting, and so shameful, escapades. It had surprised her that during her 'normal' life, the children, the housework, etc., she was no longer miserable. She no longer had those bouts of deep melancholy that she was so prone to over the last couple of years.

Her Sister had noticed it too.

"Got yourself a boyfriend or something?" Beth had joked.

Certainly not!" June had gasped, blushing at the nearness of the remark. "I'm just going out a few times with Miss Stern, that's all."

"Well, I wouldn't blame you if you had got yourself a lover." Her sister had laughed. "A woman needs a bit more than a nice house and a couple of kids you know. Anyhow." Beth had given her a loving kiss on her cheek. "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

Beth had had the kids four times over the last two weeks. June 'had taken her punishment' at her home on Saturday afternoons and had been picked up by Miss Stern in her car each Wednesday evening and taken to the woman's own house. There, with no worry of interruptions, the business woman and her lover had 'given it to her' hot and strong.

The thought of it, made her blush again.

Her sister had looked at her with a quiet smile, when she had asked her to look after them for the whole weekend.

"Don't be silly, Beth." June had laughed. "It's just that Miss Stern has a holiday cottage up on the Yorkshire moors and she's been kind enough to invite me to spend the weekend with her up there."

 

"I'll believe you, though thousands wouldn't." Beth had grinned, impishly. Then she had added more tenderly. "Go on you, love, and have a damn good time."

It had been as easy as that.

And now, here they were, on their way. Probably nearly there.

Oh, God! How her guts churned at the thought of it. What was it they had told her? Oh, yes. Her mind went over it, once again.

She was being taken, Miss Stern had told her, to the home of their two closest friends and collaborators, Bill and Celia Pain. The Pains, it would seem, were very, very wealthy people, millionaires in fact. They had bought and renovated a big old farmhouse, way out on a remote and desolate part of the moors.

"Well, they love the loneliness of the place, you see, my dear." Miss Stern had explained as they travelled. "They need it for the seclusion. Need it for their work. Bill is a fine Sculptor, quite well known in the 'Art World', as a matter of fact. And you must have heard of Celia Pain the famous novelist." June's eyes had opened wide in surprise. Yes she did know the name. Some of the woman's books had been made into films.

"Well, my dear, that's her." Dolly had continued. "Mind you, it is a beautiful house. Way out in the wilds. Built like a fortress, it is. Well, Bill's so handy. He's built and made such a lot of exciting things. Just you wait until you see their cellar. The walls are four foot thick. You'll be able to shriek as loud as you like there." The woman had laughed, spitefully. "No one will hear you."

 They had been travelling along a lonely road over the moor for some time when George slowed the car down and turned onto what was little more than a track.

 "Won't be long now." She heard Mr Cane say. We're almost there."

At the sound of the man's words, June's tensed bowels contracted violently. Her stomach churned and for one awful moment she thought she would pee herself.

Dolly noticed the young wife's reaction and giggled, knowingly.

"Yes. It won't be long now." She repeated, winking at the girl, with whom she was sharing the back seat, in a most suggestive manner. "I just know you are going to love the Pains. Celia is so imaginative. She'll think of some really amusing things to do to you, my dear, I'm sure. And Bill! Well, you're just not going to believe your eyes when you see what Bill as got for you." She giggled again. "Ho, no, Mrs Bending. You won't believe your eyes."

June listened to the lovely, leering brunette with rising apprehension. Wriggling in her seat, she became aware that she really did feel the need to answer a rather urgent call of nature. She had known that she should not have had those two cans of larger, earlier on, but Miss Stern had been so insistent. Now she felt that her bladder was about to burst.

Mentioning that fact to Mr Cane, the squirming blonde looked out of the window to see if there was anywhere they could stop for her. A high wall was crossing the moor ahead and a big wrought-iron gate spanned the track and barred their way.

June saw that there was a TV camera mounted on top of one of the high stone gateposts and that the thing moved, sinisterly, as if it were watching them. This, in fact, was the case as, within a moment, the big gate had swung open, as if to invite them to enter.

George drove through and stopped the car a little way past the gate, where a small metal box on a post, stood at the side of the road. As he got out of the car, the big gate closed, tightly, behind them.

Inside the gate the track had been widened and neatly surfaced with smooth tarmac. The road then continued across the moor to where, June could see, stood a large old stone farmhouse, flanked by some out-buildings, about a quarter of a mile away.

The sound of George's voice made the blonde turn towards him. He had taken a telephone out of the box and, while conversing with the person on the other end of the line, seemed to be eyeing her, in a knowing, gloating way.

A cold shiver of fear ran down her spine, despite the heat of the mid-day sun, as she listened, in trepidation, to his words.

"Yes, we did make good time." He said. "Yes, we're fine. Well, except that Mrs Bending needs to 'spend a penny' rather badly."

He laughed at what ever remark had been made by the person on the other end of the line.

"Oh, I'm sure she'll love that." He chuckled, wickedly. Then, after a short pause, he called to the two women in the car. "Come on, ladies. Time for you to get out and stretch your lovely legs."

June opened her door and got out of the car, while Dolly, chuckling to herself, got out of the other side.

It really was a beautiful day and both women, dressed in light summer frocks, could feel the sun's warmth beating down on their voluptuously curved bodies. . June flexed her cramped limbs and looked, apprehensively, towards the distant farmhouse, while Dolly took the phone from George and spoke, merrily, into the instrument.

"Hello, darlings." She laughed. "Oh, it's going to be marvellous to see you both again. Oh, isn't this exciting?"

Listening intently, the vivacious brunette turned to face June and, her eyes dancing mischievously, nodded in agreement to some remark.

"Yes, she is." She answered. "Very beautiful."

June suddenly realised she was being watched and turning around saw that the TV camera was pointing straight at her. Flushing red with embarrassment, she turned quickly back to where Dolly was still talking on the phone.

"Yes, alright." The dark haired woman said into the speaker. "We'll do that."

 With the phone still to her ear, Dolly addressed the trembling blonde.

"Mrs Bending." She called, with an evil grin on her sensuous red lips. "Take all your clothes off and put them in the car."

June's eyes grew wide with alarm.

"W W What?" She stammered. "My clothes? B...But. I...I don't....."

"It's quite simple, Mrs Bending." Dolly laughed. "You are going to strip stark naked, here and go the rest of the way...Bare Arsed, I think the term is. Quickly now. Get naked."

The young blonde felt a hot flush of moistness in her sex and a sickly sweet thrill of shame as, biting her lower lip to keep back her tears; she dropped her hands to the hem of her dress and pulled it up around her full, white thighs. Trying not to look at the leering faces of the man and woman standing before her, she tugged the light garment up around her waist, hotly aware that the frock was her only covering.

George and Dolly's eyes followed, eagerly, the ascent of the tight material, up around the blushing girl's buxom body. First her smooth, bare legs with their plump white thighs came into clear view. Then, as she tugged the hem up over her full hips, her bulging, bald cunt, its prominent plump mound now totally cleaned of pubic hair, was exposed to their burning gaze.

"Just like peeling a ripe fruit, isn't it?" Snarled George, his lips twisted with lust.

June had got her frock up to her big breasts and her smooth, round belly, with its deep and lovely belly button, was fully displayed to them. Then, with a quick flourish, she pulled the garment right over her head and threw it into the car.

She stood before them naked but for her shoes and tried, hopelessly, to cover her bulging bald pubes and ballooning breasts, with her hands.

"Now stop that, this minute, or you'll pay for it later." Dolly snapped. "And take off your shoes as well. I did say you were to be 'STARK' naked, didn't I?"

Fighting back her tears, June kicked off her shoes and stood up straight, her hands hanging to her sides.

The man and woman nodded their approval and Dolly listened intently to what was being said over the phone. Laughing, she looked at the naked young woman standing meekly before her.

 "Mr Pain says you have a gorgeous arse, Mrs Bending." The older woman leered.

 Blushing with hot shame, the buxom, naked blonde, flashed a quick look over her plump, round shoulder and saw that the ominous camera still had its lens focused, menacingly, on her beautiful backside.

Chuckling to himself, George came around the car, picked up her shoes and, throwing them into the car before him, sat in the driving seat. With a wink to June, he slammed the car door and drove off towards the house, leaving the two women standing in the open road.

"Oh! Oh, my God! Where's he going?" Screamed the naked blonde, in a panic and once more trying to hide her generous curves under her hands. "He can't leave me here like this!"

"It looks like he has." Laughed Dolly. "But don't worry. It's not far to walk."

"But what if somebody sees me like this?" The shocked young woman whined.

"Unfortunately, I don't think there's much chance of that. Out side ourselves and the Pains, that is." The brunette chuckled. "And they'll be watching as I walk you up to the house. The TV camera here and the one at the house are both fitted with powerful zoom lens, so they'll see everything."

Once more the older woman listened, carefully, to something that was said to her over the phone. Looking behind the small phone box post, she gave a squeal of delight.

"Oh, yes! I've found it!" She cried and reaching down behind the post, she picked up from the ground a polished wooden paddle, about the same size and shape as a Squash racket, but with a round blade of thin, highly polished wood.

 "It's lovely." Dolly laughed into the receiver, wickedly. "I'm sure Mrs Bending will be delighted with it. I'll bring her up. We'll see you in a few minutes."

Replacing the phone in the box and closing the door, she turned back to June.

Smacking the blade of the paddle against the palm of her left hand with a loud 'crack', the dark haired woman walked towards the fidgeting blonde, who was still trying, unsuccessfully, to cover her ample charms with her all too inadequate hands.

"Wasn't that nice of Mrs Pain to send this little gift for you?" Dolly leered, holding the evil instrument out so that June could have a good look at it. "You do know what it's for, don't you?"

The buxom young woman trembled before her, fearfully nodding her pretty head.

"Well, then. Let's get started!" Dolly shouted at the girl. "You stand up straight to start with."

Jumping with fright, June did as she was bid.

"That's better." The older woman said, firmly. "Now, take one of those great tits of yours in each hand and lift them up. I want you to carry them before you as if they are on offer. As, of course, they are. Do you under stand?"

Whimpering now, the big blonde took her large breasts in her hands and lifted them, one heavy, fleshy globe on each palm, where they wobbled and shook like pale pink blancmanges topped with big, red strawberries.

"Good." Snapped Dolly. "Now assume the correct position. You know how."

Her lower lip trembling and her soft mouth in a luscious pout, June bent her body foreword and, hollowing her back, thrust out her big, voluptuous arse, spread her shapely thighs apart and bent her dimpled knees.

"Mmmph." The business woman grunted, as she walked around the naked blonde to see if the pose was lewd enough. "Not bad. Spread your knees wider. That's it. Now hollow your back more and lift your arse higher. Stick it out more. I want to see a lot more of those chubby cuntlips of yours peeping out at the back. Yes, that's it. That's much better."

As the woman circled around her, June once more felt her bare and buxom body flush with shame. What made it worse was that she was being watched by total strangers. At least, the road she had to walk along seemed smooth to her bare feet. And, too, the uncomfortable pressure on her full and bloated bladder had receded, just a little, since she had left the cramped confines of the car.

Suddenly, she was aware that Miss Stern had stepped up close behind her. She gave a sharp intake of breath as she felt the beautiful woman's hand cup one of her heavy buttocks and then smooth, sensuously, over her big, firm, rounded bumcheeks that were so indecently displayed.

"Mr Pain was quite right." The brunette whispered in her ear. "Your arse is gorgeous."

The hand was removed and the apprehensive young blonde could sense the older woman moving behind her.

"Right. We are ready." Said Dolly. "Now then, Mrs Bending. You will hold that pose, to the best of your ability, while you are walking to the house. What is more, you will maintain it, unless otherwise instructed, at all times. Understand?"

"Yes, Miss Stern." June answered, nodding her lovely head, submissively.

"Good." Dolly replied. "Now, on the count of three, you will start walking to the house. One. Two...  THREE!"

CRACK!

As she had called out, three, Dolly had brought the polished blade of the paddle down, with a terrific loud 'SPLAT', across both rounded cheeks of the naked young woman's big, vulnerable, thrust out bum.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEK!" June shrieked loudly as she leaped foreword. The blazing pain in her fat arse felt like fire as, with tears filling her lovely blue eyes, she began to waddle, in a most lewd and amusing way, along the road to the house.

"That's it. Come along. Hurry up." Laughed Dolly, following swiftly behind the sobbing girl. "And has we go, I can 'tenderise' this big arse of yours, ready for when we get you inside the house. Oh, this is really delightful."

And her face glowing with cruel joy, the wicked lady brought the vicious paddle down with another loud 'splat' on one of the blubbering young mother's wobbling arsecheeks.

CRACK!

Went the paddle.

"NAAAAAAAAGH!"

Screamed June, hurrying desperately along the road. At every few yards she was 'treated' to another 'smack' of the paddle. Some times on one cheek. Some times on the other. And occasionally Dolly would give her a big one across both big luscious buttocks at the same time. This really did make here yell.

After the women had covered, what seamed to June like the longest piece of road she had ever walked, they arrived, at last, at the house.

Almost without knowing it, the blubbering blonde had waddled right up to the foot of the steps that lead to the front door.

The sound of a low, masculine laugh brought her to a sudden stop. Maintaining her lewd pose, the snivelling young woman blinked up through her tears and focused her big blue eyes on the tall figure of a man standing on the top step and framed in the wide doorway.

For a moment June forgot the burning heat in her glowing red arse. The man was quite an imposing figure. Tall, at least six foot two, his wavy black hair silvering at the sides, he was, she thought, quite handsome, in a lean sort of way. He was dressed in an expensive whine-red satin brocade dressing gown, which came down to his bare knees and his feet were shod in red leather slippers. At the sight of his bare legs she knew, instinctively, that under his gown he was as naked as she.

This thought brought her mind back to her present predicament. A boiling flush of shame and humiliation swept over her as she thought of how he was seeing her, posed and exhibited so lewd and indecently before him.

Looking up into his thin, handsome face, she saw his dark eyes flash with desire as he gazed down on her voluptuous nakedness with open, unconcealed lust. He laughed again and she felt a wicked thrill of excitement course through her veins. She was aware that the red blush of shame had spread down her neck and was now flooding, hotly, over the great, milky white gourds of her breasts that she still held, wobbling like jellies, in her hands.

"Hello Dolly." The rich voice addressed the older woman, but the sharp eyes never left the blonde. "The 'Duchess' sent me to greet you. So ladies, a warm welcome to you both."

"Hello, Bill, darling." Dolly answered, as the tall sculptor moved down the steps and walked around June, eying her, lecherously. "Let me introduce you both." She rolled her eyes suggestively as she spoke. "And then you'll be able to get her inside and give her a really warm welcome."

"We've decided to keep this very formal, Bill." The brunette chuckled. "So.....Mr Pain, this is Mrs Bending and Mrs Bending, I'd like you to meet Mr Pain."

The man was now standing just behind the trembling blonde. Thrusting his big hand under her bruised and blazing buttocks and between her plump thighs, he plunged his two middle fingers, deep, into her sopping cuntcrack.

"Pleased to meet you, Mrs Bending." He grinned, fingering her vigorously.

June, shocked by the unusual greeting, began to gasp, hard.

"Well? Answer the Gentleman." Sneered Dolly, to the gasping young woman. "Where are your manners?"

"Oh...Oh...It..It..It's..s..s..so..so..ni..nice...to m..m..meet you, Mr P...Pain." June grunted, her big arse and tits bouncing in time with his furious frigging.

"Well, then, you had better come in and meet the wife." Bill laughed, withdrawing his hand from the buxom girl's fluttering cunt and examining his slippery fingers.

"My! She's really juicy, isn't she?" He leered and, having sniffed his cream coated fingers with appreciation, he greedily licked them clean, while leading the women up the steps.

Through the door, straight across the wide hallway they filed and into a large airy room, thickly carpeted and high walled, with long picture windows on ether side. The windows overlooked the moors on both sides of the house and with the long curtains fully opened, as they were now, June had the strong impression that they were standing out in the open. The sun streamed in and bounced off the white walls, brightly lighting everything in the room.

There was a long oak table in the centre of the room, with its twelve matching chairs placed back around the walls for convenience. Four deeply padded armchairs and two sofas were also against the walls. These, with two long sideboards, comprised the furniture.

June was in awe of the room. It was so big and its great windows made her feel that she was on public display.

Bill Pain stood to one side and she saw that George Cane was lounging against one of the sideboards, a sardonic grin on his jowlly face.

By the far wall, before an huge old stone fireplace, stood a beautiful woman, who eyed the naked blonde with obvious amusement. A flaming red head, the woman was dressed in a satin dressing gown of emerald green, which rapped about her lovely body and accentuated the voluptuous naked curves beneath. Her lovely face had clear, natural colour that had little need of make- up and her pale skin was sprinkled with light freckles.

Dolly took June by the arm and lead the lewdly postured young woman to stand before their regal hostess.

With a leer that heightened the blush of shame on the blonde's pretty face, the red head's burning green eyes moved slowly and lustfully over the buxom girl's obscenely displayed naked charms, from head to toes and back again. Making June feel, yet again, the hot flush of humiliation wash over her lush young body.

"So Dolly." The red haired woman smiled, her smouldering green eyes still moving intently over the naked young mother's lush curves. "This is the wicked young penitent who presents her self here for punishment, is it?"

"It is." Dolly chuckled, stepping to stand besides the trembling June. "Allow me to present her to you."

The lovely red head nodded.

"Mrs Celia Pain." Dolly called out in a loud and clear voice. "I present before you, today, the person of Mrs June Bending, Debtor and Adulteress, Who humbly submits herself to you for punishment."

"Well, I must say, she's certainly a looker." Said Celia. "And a Debtor and Adulteress too, you say? Well, Mrs Bending, do you admit the charges?"

Burning with shame, tears welling in her eyes, June nodded her lovely head, miserably.

"Yes, Mrs Pain." She answered in a choked voice.

"Well, then," Celia laughed with delight. "I pronounce her guilty. We will proceed with her punishment forthwith."

With the obvious exception of June, all in the room laughed with amused approval.

"Oh! Before we start." Went on Celia. "Bill, my sweet. Give our guests a drink, there's a dear. You boys please your selves, Dolly and I will have some wine and give Mrs Bending a nice big glass of cold lager."

"Oh! Please! No! Not for me, thank you!" June cried, timorously. "Y...You see, Mrs Pain. I...I..I really do need to use your loo. I need to spend a penny, quite urgently."

"Nonsense." Cried the redhead. "You'll have your drink first and I will allow you to have a pee after. Now, drop those tits of yours and get that down you. Or else."

And taking the large glass of cold beer from her husband, she handed it to the snivelling girl, with a cruel smile.

"I'll make a toast." The redhead continued. "And after it every one must drain their glasses."

 Following her lead, they all lifted their glasses high, including the trembling June.

"Ladies and Gentlemen." Celia laughed with cruel delight. "To Junes screams. May they be loud and long."

Laughing, the four older men and women made the toast and drained their glasses. Then all four turned towards the shaking blonde.

"Drink." Celia snapped.

Lifting her glass to her lips, June closed her eyes tight and gulped down the drink until the glass was empty. Gasping with the effort, the young woman lowered her glass and handed it to Dolly, who placed it, with her own, back on the sideboard.

All eyes were on the naked blonde. In a moment she gave a loud gasp and pressed her hand to her quip.

"AAH!" she cried her lower lip aquiver. "Oh, please, please, Mrs Pain. May I use the loo now?

Chapter 8.

"AAH! Oh, please Mrs Pain!" June cried, her lower lip quivering, her knees pressed tightly together and her fingers squeezing the plump lips of her cunt. "May I use you loo now?"

"Certainly not." Celia Pain laughed at the girl's distress. "You have to be subjected to a thorough sexual examination first. Miss Stern, turn the slut around so she can present her fat arse to me in the correct manner."

Dolly was delighted with the way the lovely redhead was conducting the proceedings. The way the Authoress was handling the young wife was really a masterpiece of subjugation. Some times it was hard to realize that Celia was only thirty. Ten years younger than Bill and only eight years older than the buxom naked girl, wriggling so amusingly before them.

With a grin, the brunette took June's arm and turned her around so her lovely back was towards their Hostess.

"Now, just stop that dancing around." The accountant snapped at the dismayed young woman. "Spread your legs, bend your knees and stick your big bum out, as you have been shown. And don't forget to look back over your shoulder so that Mrs Pain can see your face."

With an anguished sob, June once again took up the obscene pose. Giving Celia a splendid view of both, her superbly rounded bum and her expressions of shame and humiliation.

"Ah! What an arse!" Celia exclaimed with lecherous delight. "You are quite right, Bill. It is 'Gorgeous'! And......Ooooooo! Just look at her lovely fat cunt, peeping out beneath it. I do believe it's dripping!"

"If what she says about using the loo is correct, she'll be more than dripping in a minute." Bill Pain chuckled.

"Yes." His wife agreed, with a giggle. "We'd better get on."

She moved closer to the naked blonde and dropped to her knees behind her. With her full lips twisted into a lecherous pout, the redhead placed her hands on the snivelling girl's backwards thrusting buttocks and smoothed them over the fleshy, rounded globes, with mounting excitement.

"Aaaah! How full and smooth they are!" Celia smiled, weighing the reddened bumcheeks in her hands. "Oh! And how hot they still are from the paddling you gave her as you walked her up the drive, Dolly."

The two men had now moved behind the kneeling woman and were watching the humiliating inspection with eager, shining eyes.

Celia's fingers crooked and dug cruelly into the bruised and quivering buttocks as she gripped a firm arsecheek in each hand. A gasp came from the young blonde's lips as the sore flesh of her shapely bum was squeezed with relish.

Chuckling at the helpless young wife's discomfort, the redhead looked up at the lovely face that was gazing down, tearfully at her from over the weeping girl's plump shoulder. As their eyes met, the young woman blushed an even deeper shade of red, as she realized what the lascivious lady was about to do.

"Yes, Mrs Bending. You've guessed it." Celia laughed, delighted at the young mother's shame. "I'm going to take a good look at your arsehole. Miss Stern assures me that you are a 'virgin' back here. But I can hardly believe that a bum as big and beautiful as this one, has never been thoroughly buggered."

Turning her attention back to the delightful job at hand, the beautiful

Novelist again tightened her grip on the hot, soft flesh and, with a little snarl of glee, she pulled open the humiliated girl's big, rounded arsecheeks. With June now weeping loudly with shame, Celia spread the meaty globes wide apart and fully exposed, to all their lecherous eyes, the big, wrinkled, puckered rosette, of the girl's rosy pink arsehole.

"Ah! How lovely it is." The redhead exclaimed. "And I can see what you mean about its size. A five pound coin wouldn't cover it. I think you were right, Dolly. She's just what we need for our little experiment."

"You don't think she'll be too tight, do you Celia?" Asked George, leaning foreword and eyeing June's anus.

"Oh, no. I don't think so, George." The kneeling woman answered, lightly. "Her flesh has such a lovely elastic quality. I'm sure she'll stretch well."

She looked up into the tearful blonde's face and released the girl's trembling buttocks.

"Mrs Bending." She leered. "Grip your arsecheeks and pull them wide open. I'm going to 'Goose' you."

The naked, sobbing, young wife and mother, obediently reached back and, gripping a plump buttock in each hand, she spread them wide.

Her eyes flashing with lecherous delight, the Authoress plunged two fingers of her right hand deep into June's wet cunt and scooping out the thickly flowing juice, she carefully coated the naked girl's exposed arsehole with the rich, slippery love cream.

"There." Celia smiled. "I think that should do it."

And carefully, she thrust her greasy middle fingertip into the centre of the groaning girl's puckered, pink anus.

Screwing her finger around, left and right, the lascivious redhead quickly thrust its full length, to the last knuckle, deep into the hot depths of the crying girl's bowels.

When she was at last satisfied that she had thrust her finger as far up June's arsehole as she could get it, the lewd lady giggled with cruel delight. For June, though still correctly posed, was lifted right up on her toes.

"How funny you look, Mrs Bending." Laughed Celia, looking up at the screwed up face of the wincing young woman. Then turning to her three collaborators she said. "Yes. She is very tight, but I'm sure that she will loosen-up before we're through with her. Eh Mrs Bending?"

And with a leer, she began pistoning her stiff finger, swiftly, in and out of the girl's tightly clenching turd-tube.

As soon as she had the naked young 'Juno' grunting loudly under the onslaught of her swiftly flashing finger, the redhead pulled it from the girl's bowels, with a 'plop'. Jumping to her feet, she turned to the grinning brunette.

"Quickly, Dolly." She cried. "Get her up on the table. I want to look at her cunt."

Dolly moved the gasping June to the table, smacking the tearful young girl's bruised and juddering arsecheeks as they went. Bill Pain placed his big hands around the girl's waist and lifted her, easily, onto the table top.

"Now come here, facing the light." Celia instructed.

June obeyed, moving to the edge of the table.

"Now, up on your toes and squat down on the backs of your heels." The lady of the house continued. "That's right. Now, place your arms behind you and lean back, supporting yourself on your arms."

The weeping blonde did has she was bidden.

"Yes, that's it." The redhead nodded. "Now spread your knees and open your thighs wide."

Once more beginning to weep with shame, June submissively obeyed the beautiful woman's vile demands and obscenely exposed her fat lipped cunt to the lecherous gaze of the four bright eyed libertines

"Beautiful." Bill Pain grinned, licking his sensuous lips.

"Yes." George Cane agreed. "And it grips as beautifully, too."

"That may well be, boys." Celia laughed. "But first things first. I want to see this 'great big tickler' Dolly's been telling me about."

She moved foreword, stooping before the full, plump, thighs and, ignoring the naked girl's sobs of shame, placed her fingers on the fat cuntlips on each side of the gaping red gash.

The firm pressure of the redhead's finger tips on the plump, white lips of June's peach like cunt, caused the girl's swollen, pink inner lips to bulge out, wetly, from her gaping crack. At the top of the raw red gash, the glittering folds of her fleshy hood, protruded haughtily.

Moving her fingers to the hood, Celia firmly pushed back the fleshy folds until, with a quick flick, out sprang the fat, swollen stalk of the shapely blonde's big clitoris.

Bill and Celia gasped with surprise.

"Fuck! What a whopper!" Cried Bill.

"Oh! Yes!" Agreed his wife. "Oooo, Dolly. You were so right. It is a beaute."

And she pushed back the hood past the root of the throbbing gland, exposing the full, swollen length of the girl's big, turgid tickler to the lustful gaze of the four lechers.

"AAH! See how stiff it is." Crooned the drooling redhead, her full lips twisting into a pout of lust. "You can see it throb and quiver. Let's see how naturally sensitive it is first, shall we? We'll see how it reacts to some carefully applied stimulation. Dolly, darling, get me that long thin feather off the sideboard, there's a love."

The brunette hurried to the sideboard and, picking up a long, stiff feather off its top, she handed it to her leering ladyfriend.

Celia took the evil implement in her right hand and, prising open June's cuntcrack with the fingers of her left, she carefully applied the pointed tip of the feather to the swollen top of the squatting girl's bloated clit.

At the first touch of the feather on the throbbing gland, June gave a loud cry.

"AAAAH! OH, DEAR GOD! DEAR GOD!" The buxom blonde shrieked. "NO! NO! PLEASE! NO! I CAN'T STAND IT!"

Celia, laughing gleefully, looked up at the lovely face of the weeping young wife. Who, squatting back on her heels as she was, was gazing, wild eyed, down between her huge jutting breasts, to where the feather tip was poised, menacingly, over her pulsing tickler.

"Now, now, Mrs Bending." Celia cautioned the snivelling blonde. "You don't want to be tied down, do you?"

"Oh, no, Mrs Pain." June sobbed, shaking her head and blinking away her tears.

"Well then, just be a good girl and don't interfere." The authoress warned, turning her attention back to the squatting young woman's stiffly protruding clitty.

Licking her lips lasciviously, Celia once more applied the wicked feather tip to the shapely girl's quivering clitoris.

"AAAAAAGH! NNNNNNGG! AAAH! OOOOO! NNAAAARH! OOOOOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAGH!" June's loud cries, gasps and grunts, filled the room as the skilful redhead brushed the feather lightly over the bloated and engorged stem of he naked girl's love-bud.

Up and down the sides, over and across the pulsating, swollen tip, around and around its congested base, Celia stroked the maddening feather point over the throbbing stalk of highly sensitive flesh.

Much to the delighted amusement of the four libertines, this exciting treatment of her big clitoris, caused the squatting , naked girl, supported only on the palms of her hands and the balls of her pretty feet, to throw back her lovely head and squeal, snort and shriek.

"Oh! Look! Look at her go!" The lecherous novelist laughed with glee. "Look how her tits wobble and her belly, thighs and bumcheeks judder. See how she winks her cunt at us and pouts her arsehole for a kiss.

It was indeed plain to see that under the cruel stimulation of the dancing feather, June had become terribly aroused.

Laughing with delight at the lewd masturbation of their helpless victim, Dolly and George quickly stripped off their clothes until they were as naked as she.

Suddenly, just as the young woman on the table was about to exquisitely climax, Celia pulled away the feather and stepped back to watch the girl's reaction.

June gave a loud shriek of anguish.

"AAAAAAAAAH! NO! NO! OH, GOD! NO! PLEASE! PLEASE! NO!" She screamed, jerking her spasming cunt at the empty air.

Celia's laughter filled the room.

"Oh, how funny!" She cried with delight. "What a dirty, randy slut she is!"

Leaving the young blonde crying with frustration, the redhead went to the sideboard and took a large glass bowl from the top. Carrying it back to June, she placed it, carefully, on the table between the sobbing young mother's pretty feet and directly beneath her agitated twat.

The tearful girl stared down at the bowl with a puzzled look on her lovely face, but the four libertines standing watching her, leered, knowingly.

"There you are, Mrs Bending." Celia smiled, sweetly. "Go ahead."

"I....I....I'm s...sorry, M...Mrs P...Pain." June sobbed. "I....I...don't un....understand."

"Well, Mrs Bending." The redhead explained. "You said you wanted to 'spend a penny'. So go ahead."

"What!" The squatting beauty cried out with an incredulous gasp. "You can't be serious!"

"Oh! I'm absolutely serious, Mrs Bending!" Celia snapped, her voice hardening. "You will now piss in that bowl and be quick about it."

"Oh, please, please, Mrs Pain." June begged, hot tears of shame running down her cheeks and dripping on to her big, wobbling breasts. "I couldn't! I just couldn't! Not like this! Not in front of.....the men!"

"Well, let's just see, shall we?" The Authoress smiled, wickedly.

Picking up the feather again, the lovely redhead leaned foreword  and prised open the squatting girl's cuntcrack with the fingers and thumb of her left hand. She then called her three accomplices to come closer.

"There." She chuckled. "See her pisshole? See how it gapes open. Her bladder must be bursting. Now watch this."

Carefully, Celia applied the pointy tip of the feather to the buxom girl's gaping pisshole and firmly thrust an inch of the maddening plume right into June's urethra.

The girl gave a loud gasp as, with her lovely blue eyes bulging from her head, she gazed, aghast, down at her defenceless cunt.

Celia began to twirl the feather's tip around and around in the young woman's piss tube, furiously agitating her sensitive vent.

June squealed. A small spurt of fluid gushed from her quim.

Swiftly pulling the evil feather out of the girl's sex, Celia and her accomplices watched avidly, as their beautiful victim's cuntcrack winked and bulged out between its fat lips. They saw her enflamed pisshole pucker and pout and, suddenly, as the squatting, naked young woman squealed with horrified humiliation, they gazed with delight as a great, amber jet, spurted out of her distended pisstube and gushed, ferociously, into the glass bowl.

While the others laughed, cruelly, at her humiliating display, June found that as her aching bladder relaxed, she could in no way stop the fierce flow. The great jet of piss spurted, hot and steaming, from her gaping cunt, and gushed, hissing and splashing loudly, into the bowl.

"Fucking hell! She pisses like a mare!" Laughed George, his eyes glittering.

"God! What a sight!" Added Bill, with a whistle.

"Yes. The dirty bitch." Dolly giggled. "See how it gushes out."

"Yes. It's quite an exhibition you're giving us, Mrs Bending." Celia laughed, delighted at seeing the deep shame in the eyes of the young Wife and Mother. "We are all watching you, my dear. The men, too. Oooooh! Mrs Bending. Men are watching you piss. Oooo, how lewd you are, Mrs Bending. The boys can see the piss spurting out of that fat cunt of yours. You dirty slut! I'll have to punish you for this obscene display. Look at what you have done to Mr Cane's Cock. It's gone all stiff and hard and sticking out like a poker. You'll have to pay for that, you naughty girl.

"My God!" Cried Dolly. "It's still spurting out, hot and strong! She must have done a gallon."

It was true. The fierce golden jet still gushed out of the young blonde's bulging cunt and rattled, noisily, into a bowl that was now a good three quarters full of hot steaming piss. Then, just as they thought she'd overflow the bowl, the jet slowed to a trickle and stopped.

The spectators saw her cunt wink and gape. Her pisshole, pucker and pout. It gave two more spurts and a gush and it was over.

June remained squatting and weeping quietly, her wet cunt dripping.

"Here George." Celia directed. "Put her piss on the sideboard. Don't spill any. We might make her drink some of it later."

June's red rimmed eyes shot open and she looked up with alarm.

"Ah! I thought that would make you sit up and take notice." The redhead chuckled. "But you never know. I just might. If you give me any trouble."

Then she waved her finger at the blonde, with menace.

"And should you give me any real trouble..." She moved closer to the frightened young woman, her green eyes shining brightly. "Well then, Mrs Bending, I'll see to it that you go to the Stake! Oh, yes! That's quite a sight, Mrs Bending. It's we all love to see. A woman on the stake."

June didn't have the faintest idea what the woman was talking about, but the words sent a shudder through her lovely body.

Dolly laughed.

"You'd better behave yourself, hadn't you?" The older woman leered, as she tenderly wiped the tears from the girl's cheeks with a tissue and then dabbed dry her dripping quim.

"That's right. You stay like that for a moment longer." The red-haired woman said to the sobbing girl, who had obediently remained squatting, lewdly, on the table.

Celia walked to the sideboard, opened a draw and removed from it a small glass vial. With a wicked smile on her lovely face, she moved back to the table.

Unscrewing the cap off the little bottle, the Authoress carefully withdrew a glass 'eye-dropper' filled with a light coloured liquid and handed the vial to Dolly to hold.

"Yes, Dolly, I agree that she gets extremely aroused, quite naturally." Said the redhead to the brunette. "But, I think I'll just put a dab of this on that big tickler, of her's." She smiled, evilly. "That will really get her on the boil and keep her that way for days."

And, giggling like schoolgirls, the two lustful ladies leaned towards the naked blonde's defenceless cunt.

Putting both her hands on the fat lips of June's twat, Dolly pushed back the fleshy folds of the hood with her fingers and thumbs, until the fat stalk of the girl's splendid clitoris was fully exposed, sticking out stiff and swollen.

"How's that?" Asked the brunette.

"Lovely." Celia answered. "Just hold it like that for a sec."

And she carefully applied the end of the 'dropper' to swollen tip of June's big clit.

"My! It's quite a size, isn't it?" Mused Dolly, as she watched the operation with interest. "It must be an inch and a half long."

"Nearer two inches, I'd say." Remarked Celia, as she squeezed the little rubber bulb in her fingers and covered the throbbing stem with the mysterious fluid.. Taking great care, the redhead made sure that the young blonde's big tickler was thoroughly soaked all over by the liquid, even at its base and in the folds of its hood.

 "There now." Said the Authoress, standing up straight and replacing the 'dropper' into the vial that George was now holding. "Put it back in the draw, love. And while we are waiting for results, I'll get 'stripped ready for action'."

Stepping back a little, Celia was aware that, with her own, all eyes were on the buxom, naked blonde, squatting on the table, lewdly exposing her cunt to the room. But, she was amused to see that June's smouldering eyes were fixed on her, as she casually loosened her shoulder-straps and allowed the green satin dress to fall, dramatically, to the floor.

The beautiful redhead stood proudly before the girl. With her hands on her hips, she brazenly flaunted her voluptuous body, now as naked as the girl herself. Stepping out of the green pool of her gown, she moved nearer the table. Her smooth fair skin, where it was not covered with pretty freckles, was almost white and the faint, blue lines of her veins could just be seen under it at her soft breasts. Her breasts, though not as big as the blonde's, were high, round and firm. Her thighs were full and her smooth, round arse jutted, arrogantly

June blinked her eyes and began to breathe heavily. Four pair of eyes watched her, intently. A frown creased her brow and she caught her full lower lip between her teeth and shook her lovely head from side to side.

The four lechers watching her, grinned at each other, excitedly and Celia nodded with cruel satisfaction. Opening her eyes, the young woman looked at her tormentors, pitifully. But saw only a gloating gaze looking back. Suddenly, she gasped.

"AAAH! AAAAAH! OH! OH, GOD!" She cried out.

Still squatting and supporting her self only on her fingers and toes, her thighs, belly and arsecheeks began to judder and twitch and her great tits, wobble and bounce. In a second her winking cunt was dancing a furious jig, which brought delighted laughter from her audience.

"What ever is the matter, Mrs Bending?" Bill Pain grinned. "You seem to be most agitated."

"OH, GOD! IT'S ITCHING. IT'S ITCHING SO BAD!" Gasped June. "OH, DEAR GOD! I CAN'T STAND IT!"

"What's itching, Mrs Bending?" chuckled George, with a leer. "Tell us exactly what it is."

"Yes, Mrs Bending." Laughed Dolly. "You must be specific. Tell us now. What exactly is itching?"

"Oh, you know! You know!" Squealed the wriggling blonde.

"Tell us." Snapped Celia. "Or you'll go to the Stake!"

"Oh, God." Cried June, shaking her head from side to side. "God help me."

"TELL US!" The naked redhead shouted.

"Oh. Oh." The buxom blonde blubbered like a child. "My cunny. My cunny is itching."

"You mean your CUNT!" Snapped Celia.

"Yes. Yes, my cunt. My cunt." Sobbed June, tears splashing every where. "MY CUNT IS ITCHING!"

"Well, why didn't you say so?" Laughed the Novelist. "And where exactly is it itching?"

"AAAH!" Gasped the girl, madly wriggling her loins. "It's my clitty. My clitty is itching."

"In future you will refer to them as your Cunt and Tickler." Instructed the redhead. "Do you understand, Mrs Bending?"

"Yes." Sobbed the young woman, nodding her head, desperately.

"And your Arsehole and your Udders." Celia went on.

The weeping girl nodded, biting her lip.

"Say it, then." The redhead insisted. "Say the words."

"NAAAAA-AAA-AAAAH!" Sobbed June, crying like a baby. "My CUNT. My TICKLER. My ARSEHOLE. My UDDERS.

"Good! Be sure you remember." Celia smiled, salaciously. "Now, let's have a look."

She and Dolly leaned foreword to examine the young mother's enflamed cunt and clitoris.

"There. You see, Dolly?" The Authoress smiled to her friend. "The fluid has been completely absorbed into her tender flesh. The irritation lasts for days and is guaranteed to keep the subject at the peak of the highest sexual arousal for all of that time."

"Oh, yes. I can see." Giggled Dolly. "Look at her big tickler throbbing and just see how wet she is."

"Yes, she's sopping," Leered Celia, who moved her hands the blonde's twitching cunt and with her thumbs, prised the fat lips apart. In the exposed red depths of the girl's pulsing sex, could be seen collecting, an abundance of thick, creamy cuntjuice, which dribbled out of her crack and oozed down between the juddering cheeks of her fat arse.

"Just look at her cuntcream flowing!" The redhead laughed. "And it's just as well. Because she's going to need it."

Straightening up, she licked her fingers with relish."

"Lift her down, Bill." She called to her husband. "It's time she started to entertain us."

Chapter 9.

Quickly, Bill swept the trembling blonde off the table and lifted her to the floor, where she stood weeping and vigorously rubbing her swollen clit with her fingers.

"Stop that." Dolly shouted, smacking the girl's hands away from her agitated cunt. "You are not to frig yourself until you are told to."

"Yes." Agreed Celia, giving the matter some thought. "Place your hands on your udders, Mrs Bending. And mind you don't move them until I tell you to. You can tweak your nipples if you want to." She added with a grin.

"What are we going to do to her first, Ceel.?" Asked George, eagerly, his fist firmly kneading his thick, bloated cock.

"You just be careful you don't loose your spunk, George." The lovely lady retorted with a grin. "I'll be needing that prick of yours, hard and stiff, in a few minutes. But first, I think, a little more punishment is called for."

Going to the draw, she took out a number of implements, which she brought back and placed on the table. Taking one in her hand, Celia turned and held it up so that June could get a good look at it.

The sobbing blonde, who was standing with her hands clasped to her big breasts, gave a gasp and her tearful eyes opened wide with dismay.

What the redhead was holding, was a small, black whip, equipped with nine, long leather thongs.

"Do you like my little 'cat', Mrs Bending?" Celia asked, sweetly. "I'm told it stings like the very Devil. Especially when it claws a big 'Pussy'."

The lustful lady laughed, her wide hips thrust foreword, proudly exhibiting the flame-red bush on the bottom of her round belly.

"Get down on to your hands and knees, Mrs Bending." The redhead commanded the snivelling, wriggling young woman. "I'm going to 'tickle up' that big arse of yours."

"Oh! Please! Please, don't hurt me!" The girl begged, pitifully. "Please don't!"

But, smiling sweetly, Dolly Stern moved foreword and helped the trembling girl to her knees, where she posed her, lewdly.

"Now, hollow your back as you've been shown, Mrs Bending." The older woman ordered. "That's the way. Stick your big bum right up and round it nicely. We want to see your cunt peeping out from the back. That's it. That's lovely."

The brunette turned to the redhead.

"How's that, Ceel? She asked.

"Just open her legs wider and she'll be fine." Answered the Authoress, running the thongs of the 'cat' through her fingers.

"You heard Mrs Pain." Dolly said to the sobbing June. "Spread your knees wider apart."

Submissively, the naked blonde obeyed.

"Just the way I like them." Celia laughed, taking up her position behind and a little to the left of the crouching girl.

Holding the 'cat' in her right hand, the redhead raised her arm high in the air and brought the whip slashing down, hard, on the girl's big defenceless arse.

SSSSSSSSSSWISSSSSH!

The 'cat's nine thongs spread out like a fan, covering the whole broad expanse of June's bum and bit, wickedly, into the young wife's rounded buttocks.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAA!"

June's shrill scream, once again filled the big room. It felt to her as if a red hot steel plate had been pressed against her buttocks.

Behind her, the four libertines, with eager eyes aglow, watched with mounting excitement, as the squealing girl's burning bumcheeks clenched and twisted in a desperate effort to allay the pain.

"Did you like that one, Mrs Bending?" The redhead giggled cruelly.

"Oh! No! No! No! It hurts so!" The fair girl sobbed. "No more! No more! Please, Mrs Pain! No more!"

"No more?" Laughed Celia, again raising the 'cat' high. "Why, Mrs Bending, we're only just beginning."

SSSSSSSSSSSSWISSSSSH!

Down came the whip once more.

"NNNAAAAAARHH!" Shrieked the buxom blonde, the thongs biting into her welted buttocks.

SSSSSSSSSSSSWISSSSSSSH! SSSSSSSSSSSWISSSSSH!

SSSSSSSSSSSSWISSSSSSSH! SSSSSSSSSSSWISSSSSSH!

Again and again the wicked whip slashed down and cruelly cut across the girl's writhing arsecheeks. June, her lovely head thrown right back, shrieked and sobbed, while her splendid, big voluptuous arse danced in frenzy.

"Look at her go!" Laughed Bill, gazing in delight at the young woman's striped and writhing bum.

"Yes." Agreed Dolly, "She can certainly move her fat arse when she wants to."

"I'll make it jump." Laughed Celia, her lovely naked body beginning to sweat with her effort.

This time the wicked lady brought the nine thongs slashing down low between the shrieking girl's legs, so that they fanned out and cut her across the soft, fleshy swell of her full inner thigh.

"WWWAAAAAAAAGH!"

June yelled in reply.

"OOOH! Lovely one!" Snarled George. "Go on, Ceel! Give her another one like that!"

Obligingly, Celia crossed to the girl's other side and treated the soft inner flesh of her other thigh with the same skilful cut.

"NNAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Came the girl's full throated response.

Now Celia began aiming her cuts at different parts of the girl's lovely, plump back, spreading the bright red stripes at every stroke. Although most cuts fell across her full, bruised buttocks, a few she stroked down around the girl's ribs, just below her arms. When the redhead delivered this cut, the thongs curled around under June's body, fanned out and slashed around the full, hanging globes of the blonde's big, dangling breasts. This caused the girl to shriek even louder than before, as her big, soft tits were particularly sensitive.

After treating her buxom victim's swinging jugs a dozen good swipes, the beautiful Novelist gave the screaming girl's bounding bum a dozen more. Then, winking, lecherously at her accomplices, the sweating lady moved to stand before the crouching girl's head. From there, she skilfully stroked the nine thongs down into June's wide spread arse groove, around between her thighs and over the shrieking blonde's abused and gaping cunt.

The burning thongs cut over the girl's pouting anus, across her fat cuntlips, stung inside her gaping wet crack and slashed across her swollen clitoris.

June's hair stood straight up on her head. Her eyes bulged from her head. High in pitch, her shriek drowned out the laughter of her four tormentors.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAH!"

Viciously, Celia used the stroke, again and again, cruelly beating the writhing blonde's tortured twat.

June felt as if her arse was on fire. The accumulated strokes from the stinging thongs made her feel as if the tender flesh of her thighs, breasts and swollen cunt, was being attacked by a thousand angry wasps. All the heat seemed to concentrate deep in the engorged stalk of her congested tickler. The waves of pain now flushed over her sweat dripping body, like a delicious, exquisite pleasure. She started to round and spread her writhing buttocks back for the blows. Exposing the wet, swollen flesh of her open, boiling cunt, to the stinging thongs.

June's lush body began to tremble all over, as if she were having a sexual fit. Throwing back her head, she bellowed.

"AAAAAAAAAAH!

"Look! Look! The slut's cumming!" Cried Dolly, gloating over the young blonde's lust agony.

 Both the men leered, gleefully.

"Yes! Yes, she is!" Agreed Celia, breathing quite heavily with the exertion of the whipping and giving the squealing girl a last few vicious cuts across her boiling arse. "That will be enough for now. See how her cunt is, Dolly."

As the Junoesque young wife and mother crouched on hands and knees and sobbed in anguished humiliation, Dolly Stern squatted behind her and, with eager delight, subjected the girl's enflamed and burning cunt, to a thorough examination.

"Fuck! It's so hot!" The excited brunette squealed, thrusting her fingers, deep, into the highly aroused blonde's pulsing sex. "And the lips are so swollen and red. Her big tickler feels as if it's about to burst and....Ooooo! See how she bucks her arse when I flick it. And her cuntcream is absolutely gushing from her."

"Good!" Said the redhead, replacing the 'cat' on the table. "Kneel her upright and finger her for a while. I've got something to show her."

Dolly made June straighten up and kneel with her knees wide apart. Then, while the girl was once again made to grip her own big breasts, the older woman slipped her right hand down under her plump, red glowing arsecheeks, between her full, soft thighs and began vigorously fingering her. As the girl began to groan, the lecherous brunette slid her left hand down over her round belly and, gripping the swollen stalk of her big clitoris between finger and thumb, began pulling and stretching it.

June, the radiating heat from her whipped flesh flooding in hot waves to her cunt, grunted and snorted as the naked brunette's clever, pumping fingers, quickly got her humping her fat arse in response to the cruel milking of her of her swollen tickler.

Aroused now to fever pitch, the gasping blonde saw through her tears, a dark figure standing before her. Blinking her blue eyes, she saw that it was Bill Pain's tall frame. Even through the lust filled turmoil of her mind, she thought it strange that the handsome Sculptor's lean and powerful body was still covered by his black silk robe.

Raising her eyes to his face, she saw his own bright eyes burning down on her lush body with ferocious desire. His sensual lips pulled back from his perfect white teeth in an animal like snarl, he clutched at the silk covering of his stomach with both hands, as if he had a pain in his guts. Suddenly, his wife dropped to her knees beside him and smiled, lasciviously, at the gasping young woman.

"Now, Mrs Bending," The redhead leered. "I want you to watch, carefully."

Putting her arms around her husband's hips, she slowly pulled up the hem of his robe.

As the black silk opened like the curtains of a stage, so the Sculpture's sinewy legs came into view, his thin, muscular thighs spread. When the hem had reached the junction of his thighs, June's eyes opened even wider with wonder. There, hanging down between the man's lean and powerful legs were a pair of huge, dangling balls.

With her big, blue eyes popping from her head, the groaning blonde stared with mounting excitement at what the red haired woman had revealed to her. Bill Pain's great bollocks, each as big as a Snooker ball, hung down some six inches below his groin, suspended in their wrinkled, leathery scrotum and swung, pendulously, back and fore.

"There, Mrs Bending." The beautiful Authoress chuckled, delighted with the younger woman's reaction. "Have you ever seen a pair of Cods as big as these before?"

June, her arse jerking in time with Dolly's vigorous fingering of her cunt, shook her lovely head, her tongue darting over her dry and swollen lips.

"Go on. Touch them." Celia urged. "Feel how heavy they are."

Slowly June released one breast and, moving her right hand out, she gently cupped the tall man's big, pendulous balls in her soft, warm palm and lifting them, weighed them, tentatively.

"Oh, God!" She groaned. "They're huge!"

She heard Dolly Stern and George Cane, snigger behind her and saw Celia nodding her agreement.

"Yes, Mrs Bending. They are." The lovely redhead laughed. "And what's more, they are filled with lovely, thick, rich, creamy spunk. Just for you."

June's mouth opened and closed, but only gasps came out. She just knelt there staring, with her left hand kneading her left breast and her right hand holding the tall Sculptor's big balls.

"And that's not all, Mrs Bending." The excited Authoress continued, her smouldering green eyes dancing as she watched the trembling blonde. "This is all for you, too."

Just then, as her Husband released the silken belt that held his robe closed, Celia pulled back the black material so that all the front of his lean, sinewy body was revealed. The belt had also been used to strap the rampant column of the tall man's penis up against his hard muscled stomach. Now freed, his prick sprang out, throbbing powerfully, and stood straight up, stiffly, against his hard belly.

June, dropping the man's bollocks so that they swung and dangled between his long, lean thighs, gave a loud cry of alarm and would have leapt back if Dolly had not held her firmly in position. The buxom young blonde's mouth hung open wide and her big, blue eyes bulged with disbelief, as she gazed with shocked amazement at the Sculptor's great, awesome yard.

It was immense!

Celia laughed with delight at the awed look on the lovely face of the fair haired girl, trembling, on her knees before her. She had seen that look many times before. And on the faces of women with a lot more sexual experience than this innocent young wife and mother. She understood the absolute astonishment with witch her Husband's splendid cock was beheld. She knew its every superb dimension.

"Look at it! Isn't it a beauty?" She cooed to the blonde. "How big do you think it is?"

 June, still bug-eyed with wonder, shook her lovely head.

"Well." Celia began; moving her hand to the massive shaft and making it leap at the touch of her warm fingertips. "It is exactly twelve and a half inches long and so handsome, too, don't you think? Its girth measures eight and a half inches in circumference at the base, eight inches at half its length and eight and a half inches at its shoulders."

She fondled the mighty weapon lovingly, as she spoke and brushed her fingers lightly over its great, circumcised knob.

"And this beautiful domed helmet." She continued, drooling as she gazed admiringly, the pulsing, turgid head. "It is an amazing nine inches in circumference at the flange."

The redhead looked at the awed face of the shapely, shuddering young wife and giggled with delight.

"Oh, Mrs Bending." She leered. "Have you ever seen anything like it in your life?"

Wide eyed, June groaned aloud. Dolly had worked four fingers up into the girl's flooding cunt and as her big, blue eyes, gazed at the massive cock before her, lust swept through her veins like liquid fire.

"Go on." Celia urged the terribly aroused girl. "Hold it. Take it in your hands."

With a sob, the trembling blonde put out her hands and, while the left gently cupped the dangling cods, her right gripped the great cock by its thick, pulsing shaft and began pumping the soft, satin smooth skin, up and down the hard, rigid column beneath.

While George and the women laughed to see the girl's desire and Bill Pain, snorting and grunting lecherously, thrust out his hips to display his splendid prick to June's smouldering eyes, the buxom blonde, sobbing with lust, rubbed her soft cheek against the engorged and throbbing knob.

"Yes! Go on! Kiss it!" Encouraged Celia, her green eyes shining. "A lovely big wet one."

June pouted her full, swollen lips and gently pressed a soft kiss on the tip of the great, purple plum.

A large globule of clear cock juice, oozed out of it's gaping pisshole and hung, suspended like a due drop, on the end.

"Oh, quickly, Mrs Bending." The redhead cried. "Catch it on your tongue."

Obediently, the girl put out her tongue and, licking the globule off the knob, she rolled the salty pre-cum around her mouth.

"Nice, isn't it?" The Authoress grinned, as the young wife licked her lips, appreciatively. "Now give it a good sucking, for him. Mr Pain loves a good gobble, so make it a good one. Plenty of tongue and saliva."

With shame and humiliation washing over her in beautiful, exciting waves, the lovely young wife opened her pretty mouth as wide as she could and tried to encompass the huge, swollen knob with her sweet, red lips. With her lips and tongue encircling only half of the pulsing plum, she began to suck, greedily, wriggling the tip of her tongue into the gaping, oozing pisshole, at the top.

While her husband mouthed gross obscenities to the young blonde sucking on his throbbing cock, the redhead glanced at Dolly, who was still furiously fingering the slobbering girl.

"How is her cunt, Dolly?" Celia asked. "Is it ready?"  

"Fuck, yes!" Dolly answered. "I've got four fingers up her and her cream is just gushing out. She's absolutely sopping."

"Good! Then it's time they fucked." The beautiful Authoress cried, excitedly. "I think it would be nice if he gave it to her, hard, on the floor. Lay her down, Dolly. Watching Bill slip that great cuntbuster of his into her belly for the first time should prove quite amusing."

"Right." Said Dolly to the sucking blonde. "That's enough of that."

And, pulling the girl away from the mighty prick, the older woman lowered her, whining with frustration, to the carpet. There she sprawled, thighs spread wide and arms stretched out beseechingly, to the lean and powerful, big boned (?), naked body of the tall, dark and handsome Sculptor.

Quickly, Bill stepped foreword and dropped to his knees between the terribly aroused young wife's full, trembling thighs. Eagerly, he crouched over her heaving, naked body and gripping the soft, rounded flesh of her shoulders in his big, strong hands, he rested his weight on his forearms and gazed, intently, at her beautiful, lust contorted face.

June, in turn, feeling the fire of desire from her abused cunt, spread through her body and consume her, raised her dimpled knees and eagerly wrapped her shapely legs around his waist. Running her fingers down over her rider's sinewy, muscular back and around his lean flanks, she gripped his hard, round buttocks in her hands and tried to pull his prick towards her throbbing groin.

"Please! Please, Mr Pain." She begged, burning with shame. "My cunt is itching so. I must have it! I must! Ooooh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, please."

"Just one moment, Mrs Bending." Bill leered down at the sweating young housewife. "Let my wife put my knob into your crack and I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

At that moment, the two older women were both crouched down behind the Sculptor's rearing arse.

"My God! Look at that!"  Exclaimed Celia, gazing in delight at the buxom young mother's palpitating twat. "What a delicious cunt she has, to be sure. Those fat, white cuntlips, welted with angry blue stripes and  split by that beautiful rosy red gash. And look how the inner-lips are all swollen and hanging out of the crack. Oooooo! Look at all that lovely, rich, creamy cuntjuice that's gushing from her. What a sight."

"Oooooo! Yes!" Agreed Dolly, eyeing the girl's fat, bruised twat, with glee. "I do believe it's winking at us. Ooooo! And look at her big clit. I think it's about to burst."

And, giggling like schoolgirls, the women set to work between the thin legs of the sculptor.

"Here, Dolly." The Authoress instructed. "You get hold of her cunt's inner lips and pull her crack open wide. That's it. Now, don't be afraid, really stretch her open."

Giggling, the brunette gripped the blonde's swollen cuntlips in her fingers and stretched them wide, causing the girl's crack to gape open.

"NAAAAAAAAAAAARH!" June Groaned.

"Take no notice." Laughed the redhead. "She's going to be stretched open a lot more than that, in a few moments. Now, hold her open, like that, while I fit Bills knob into her hole."

Taking hold of the column of her Husband's huge cock, Celia pulled the shaft down and carefully placed the tip of its swollen gland into the girl's gaping gash.

Dolly watched, avidly, as her friend firmly pressed the pulsing plum down into June's sopping wet crack. The young mother gasped when she felt the hot knob press against her sensitive flesh and the two older women giggled spitefully, as they saw her abused and swollen cuntlips, well out and stretch open around the dome of the turgid tip. As Bill slowly thrust foreword with his hips and began to force his congested warhead inwards, Dolly released the girl's inner lips, which quickly disappeared, along with the rest of her wet inner flesh, as her fat, bald, slippery outerlips, bulged out, alarmingly, around the big, burnished knob.

"Nooooooooooo!" Screamed the sweating blonde, trying to push the tall Sculptor away. "Oh, no! No! It's too big!"

"Do you think she can take it, Ceel?" Dolly, excitedly asked the bright eyed redhead.

"Of course she can." Laughed Celia. "She managed to get two babes down it, didn't she?"

Slapping her Husband's straining buttocks, hard, with her hand, she shouted. "Come on, Bill. Ram it right up her!"

Bill, redoubling his efforts, thrust foreword, even harder.

"AAAAAAAAAAAGH! Oh, God! Oh, God!" June shrieked, clasping her hands to his shoulders and digging her fingernails into his back, until George grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms to the floor above her head.

Slowly the bulbous helmet sank from view, engulfed in the stretched lips of the shrieking blonde's alarmingly expanding cunt.

"AAAAAAAAAAH! NOOOOOOOO! Ho, God! Stop! Stop! It's killing me! NAAAAAAAAAGH!" She screamed.

"Oooooo!" Crooned Dolly, moving her hand to her own flooding gash and frigging herself, furiously. "Look at her cunt stretching! Fuck! He's really opening her up!"

"Well, I told you she'd stretch well, didn't I?" Giggled the freckled lady, her flashing green eyes eagerly drinking in the sight of the young blonde's grossly expanded twat. "Look, darling. Its shoulders are going in now. Her lovetube will be reamed opened to more than three inches inner diameter. We'll have no trouble fisting her, after this."

June, shrieking at every thrust, gave a loud groan as Bill stopped and, readjusting her position, placed her shapely legs over his shoulders. Shuffling foreword, he pulled the girl's big bruised arse, right up off the floor and began smoothly pistoning his great shaft, straight down into her well oiled and elevated cunt.

"NOOOOOOOO!" The young mother screamed again as the big man resumed her rape.

"Go on, Bill. Shaft her harder! Faster!" Squealed Celia to her rutting Husband.

To the delight of his audience, Bill increased the strength and speed of his thrusts and began plunging his mighty prick in and out of the girl's violently pounded guts. Raping a young woman like June was 'Fucking Bliss", but he doubled his pleasure when he made an exhibition of her rape for his friend's lecherous amusement.

"Do you remember when you first took it, Dolly?" Asked the novelist, with out taking her eyes from the rape. "My! How you groaned."

"Fuck, yes!" Replied the brunette, avidly watching the delightful scene while lewdly masturbating herself. "And, unlike this Slut, I had been well shafted many times before. But I soon got to love it, as will she."

Getting to their feet, both ladies gleefully looked down on the girl's lovely face, which was now creased with pain.

"Ha, ha!" Laughed Dolly, spitefully. "Look at her wincing. She's feeling it now."

"Fuck, yes!" Agreed Celia, glancing from the weeping girl's face to her pounded cunt. "I bet she thinks she's giving birth again."

Giggling like wicked schoolgirls and without taking their eyes from the rape, the naked women each put her arm around the other's shoulders and, dropping their hands to the other's cunt, they began skilfully fingering each other. Positioned in the most advantageous way to see both the stretching of June's cunt and the lecherous and humiliated expressions that crossed, in turn, her lovely pain contorted face, the two women gloated in delight over the squealing girl's rape.

George, now that all the fight had been pounded out of the girl, released her arms and got to his feet. Taking one of the straight backed chairs from the wall and, having placed it in a position that gave him a good, close view of the rape, he sat down and began pumping vigorously on his stiffly, standing prick.

Bill had by now, forced seven bloated inches of his great prick, deep into the tight, slippery depths of the screaming, young woman's hot, wet cunt. Plunging its ridged length, in and out of her belly, at each thrust he forced it in a little deeper.

 At each deep thrust June gave a loud grunt, as the great length sank inside her and jolted her soft body down on the carpet.

 "AAAAAAAAGH!" She groaned. "Please, Mr Pain. It's too big. You are busting my......."

 "Say it!" Snarled Celia. "Busting....what?"

 "AAAAGH! OOH! Mr Pain! NUUGH!" June grunted at each stroke. "NYAAGH! NUUGH! Mr Pain! Y...Y...Your...NUUGH! ....Big....NUUGH!..Big...COCK!.....It's...."

"SAY IT!" Snarled Celia, again."

"NUUGH! YOU'RE....BUSTING.... MY CUNT!"

Looking down at the blonde's beautiful face, beaded with sweat, Bill laughed with delight. His lean, powerful buttocks, plunged violently, up and down as he relentlessly drove his rigid length deeper and deeper in to her yielding sex.

"AH! Mrs Bending." He grinned. "I can feel your lovely cunt clenching around my prick. I know that you are loving every throbbing inch of it."

And he flexed his great girth within her and thrust in again.

"NAAAAAARGH!" Screamed the Junoesque young blonde, as two more inches of pulsing muscle disappeared into her bulging twat.

"Oh, Fuck!" Celia squealed, her blazing, green eyes drinking in the voluptuous sight, as she and her naked girlfriend, fingered each other, vigorously. "Just look at her cunt stretching around his thick cock!"

"Oooo, yes!" Cried Dolly, her lips pouting, lecherously. "It won't be long now! He's only got an inch or two left, to stuff inside."

And she called. "Go on, Bill! Nearly there!"

Pausing in his task, the tall Sculptor withdrew his shaft until he could feel the grip of the girl's cunt clutching, tightly, just below his bloated knob.     Watching her lovely face, he took a big breath, then thrust down, hard, his muscular buttocks, clenching.

"AAAAAAAAAAARRGH!" Cried out June, in painful satisfaction.

Bill Pain's great prick was completely engulfed in the buxom blonde's fat cunt. It's pulsing length clenched tightly inside her hot, wet, expanded sheath, it's bulbous, swollen knob, throbbing, deep inside her rounded belly and, to his delight, he could feel her stretched cuntlips clutch, tightly, around it's massive root.

 "AAAAAAH!" He gasped, as he leered down at her lovely, sweat soaked face. "There you are, Mrs Bending. You've taken the lot, you greedy Slut. How dose it feel?"

And he flexed his great length a few times, expanding its girth inside her swollen cunt and making the young Mother groan, with each contraction.

"NAAAAAGH! Oh, God! AAAH! NOooo!" The young woman cried out in alarm. "Ohhhh! No! AAAGH! Please! No! It's too big! Don't make it jump! Please!"

"Right, then." Bill laughed. "I'll just try ramming it in and out and see how you like that." And, pulling back on his hips, he began withdrawing his big cock.

"WAAAH!" June gasped and she gripped his shoulders, tightly in her hands, she felt as though her womb was being drawn out of her distended sex.

The tall Sculptor withdrew his steaming prick until only it's bulbous knob remained inside the blonde's swollen cunt. Then, he violently, plunged his ridged shaft, to the hilt, into her raw, red gash and began, once more, to pound his pistoning prick in and out of her boiling belly. At every stroke, as the bloated length sank in then withdrew, each wrinkle along its gnarled and veiny shaft, drubbed, forcefully against the gasping girl's engorged and enflamed clitoris and sent flashes of exquisite delight through her ravished body.

"Oooooooooohh!" She crooned with joy.

"Look." Giggled Dolly. "She's starting to enjoy it."

"Yes, the dirty Slut!" Celia laughed, her fingers tweaking the throbbing nub of her friend's stiff clitty. "She'll soon be screaming for more."

June was squealing and grunting now, as she felt Bill's great, hot pillar of muscle plunge, swiftly, in and out of her tender flesh, pistoning smoothly now, its rapid strokes well lubricated with her thick, abundant cuntcream.

Without slowing his thrusts, Bill gazed down at the girl's beautiful, lust contorted face and leered at her with relish.

"How do you like that, Mrs Bending?" He asked, jabbing her vigorously. "And that! And that! And that! And that!"

"YAAAAAAAAGH! AAAAGH! OOOOH! AAAAAAAAGH! UUNG! OOOGH!" The naked young wife and mother cried out at every lunge

"Do you feel it, Mrs Bending?" The tall man grunted as he thrust. "Do you? Do you? Do you?"

"UUNGH! OOOOH! Yes! Yes! AAAAGH! Yes! Yes! YES!"

"Shall I stop?" He asked. "Shall I? Shall I? Shall I?"

"EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAGH!" The young woman screamed. "Oh, God! No! No! NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOH!"

"Then, tell me!" Bill snarled, still punctuating each phrase with a vicious, pounding thrust. "Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"

 "AAAAAAH! FUCK.........ME!" The writhing blonde screamed, bucking her swollen cunt up to meet his every lunge. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE!"

"AAGH! LIKE THIS?" He laughed down at her. "AND THIS! AND THIS! AND THIS! AND THIS!"

Furiously, the tall sculptor pumped his turgid, bloated shaft, down into June's bouncing belly, reaming her cunt and forcing great spurts of hot cuntcream out of her crack, to splash over his swinging balls.

"OH, GOD! YES! YESSSS!" The blonde yelled, joyfully, as the huge, slippery cock, pistonned, powerfully, in and out of her blood engorged cunt. "YES! YES! FUCK HARDER! FUCK HARDER! FUCK HARDER!"

As the handsome couple on the floor fucked, vigorously before them, George, Dolly and the vivacious Celia, masturbated excitedly, as they gazed with delight at the lewd exhibition, performed so shamefully, for their entertainment.

"Gee Zus!" Grinned George, his fist flying up and down the swollen column of his cock. "Look at that, Slut, fuck!"

"Fuck, yes!" His depraved Mistress agreed, gloating over their arouse victim's eager participation in the lascivious act. "See how she grips him and pulls on his arse, at every thrust."

"God! She's loving it!" Their Hostess laughed with cruel glee. "See how she thrusts her cunt foreword to meet his every lunge! Look at her fat arse, bouncing! She bucks well under him! Go on Bill, darling! Fuck her! Faster! Harder! Harder!"

The big boned Sculptor, snorting and grunting with every thrust, moved his big hands down over his mount's hot, heaving, sweat soaked sides, down around the soft swell of her writhing hips and around under the heavy, rounded globes of her big arse. Gripping one fleshy buttock in each hand, he delighted in the way both meaty cheeks, juddered and shook, each time he embedded his stiff shaft, to the hilt, in her cunt.

"UUGH! UUGH! UUGH! UUGH!" The buxom young Wife grunted at each thrust. Bill had now lifted her bucking bum, right up off the floor and, squatting over her, had gripped her hips with his bent legs, while bracing himself on his toes. As he raised his muscular trunk, upright, June stiffened her shapely legs and, straitening them out, raised them right up, so that her pretty feet pointed to the ceiling. The exquisite sensations that flashed through her beautiful body from her deliciously, violated cunt, made her flex her pretty toes, with delight.

"UGH! AAAAAAGH! Ooooooooh! Yes! Oh, Mr Pain! Yes! Yes!" June yelled, her lovely mouth twisting into a lecherous pout. "I'M GOING TO CUM! Oooooooooh! YES! YES! Faster! FASTER!"

Gripping the distraught girl's big arse, tightly in his hands, the powerful Sculptor reared up and lifted her right off the floor. In that shameful and amusing position, with June clinging on to him, franticly, Bill Pain began pounding his great prick, furiously, in and out of the ecstatic girl's spasming cunt.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh! Mr Pain! AAAAAAH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Shrieked the hysterical blonde in frenzied delight. "OOOOH! YES! FASTER! AAAAAAAGH! FASTER! FASTER! YES! YES! YES! OHHH! AAAAAAGH! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMINNNGGG! AAAGH! AGH! EEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAARRRGGGHH!"

Feeling the stretched lips of the shrieking girl's spasming cunt, clutching and clenching on his long, pulsing shaft, the tall man lifted his handsome head and bellowed, loudly.

"AAAAAAAAAAGH! I'M CUMMING, MRS BENDING!" He shouted at the top of his voice. "AAAGH! AAAAAGH! MY....SPUNK..... SHOOTING! AAAGH! TAKE...IT! TAKE....IT....ALL! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHH!

And, feeling as if his swollen, throbbing knob had exploded within her, he powerfully discharged great jets of thick spunk, deep into June's boiling belly.

Even though she was wracked in the throes of orgasm, the shrieking blonde was aware that, along with the violent convulsions of his great cock, she could plainly feel the hot jets of his spunk as they gushed into her guts, hosing her innards, flooding her womb and filling her round belly to its limit.

"AAAAGH! YES! I FEEL IT! I FEEL IT!" She groaned.

"Look! Look!" Cried Dolly, gleefully.

And, to the watcher's delight, they saw Bill's excess spunk, spurt, abundantly, from between the sides of his fat prick and the girl's swollen cuntlips, at each inward thrust.

"Good job she's on the pill!" Celia laughed. "He's certainly pumping it into her!"

Bill groaned. Ramming his prick in, to the hilt, he held the bucking girl's convulsing cunt, hard against his groin and allowed her clenching, squeezing sheath to milk the last hot spurts of cream from his slackening shaft. Then, his shoulders slumping, he lowered the writhing young woman's head and shoulders, gently, to the floor.

June's arms fell loosely to her sides, her eyes rolled back in her lovely head, her full, red lips hung slackly open and her tongue lolled out from the side of her mouth. Her spasming twat still milked, convulsively, at his drooping length, but to no avail.

SHE HAD SUCKED HIM DRY!

But the young Wife and Mother was not allowed to rest. As Bill toppled over backwards and the fat, soft length of his big cock, pulled, with a loud slurping 'plop', out of her enflamed cuntcrack, so the two older women jumped to their feet.

"Come on, George," Celia cried, the flaming red hairs on her bulging pubic mound, wet with her gushing cuntjuice, "Get her onto the table. We want to see how her cunt is looking, after a fuck like that one"

Quickly, George, his turgid prick standing out at right angles before him, lifted the moaning young woman up from the carpet and laid her, gently, across the cool tabletop.

Pulling her plump buttocks to the edge, the redhead and the brunette, soon had the girl's full, white thighs spread wide, while they gazed, avidly, at her abused quim.

"Well, it looks fine, considering what a good stretching it's just had." Celia chuckled. "There's such a lovely elasticity to her flesh. I'm sure she'll be able to take all that we can give her."

"Well, we'll soon find out, anyway." Laughed Dolly.

And the two women giggled like cruel schoolgirls.

"Fuck! Look how swollen her cuntlips are!" Exclaimed Dolly. "And her big tickler is still as stiff as a bullet."

"Hmm." Smiled the Authoress, her green eyes shining. "Get hold of its lips, Dolly. Pull the crack open wide. Let's have a good look inside."

The older woman took June's fat cuntlips between her fingers and thumbs and pulled the swollen flesh apart. The raw red gash opened up and the brunette squealed with delight, for the gaping depths of the girl's cunt was filled with thick, rich creamy spunk.

"Oh, lovely!" Laughed Celia, and leaning foreword, the lecherous lady began licking at the girl's turgid, bloated clitoris, with the tip of her tongue.

 "Oh, oh! She likes that, alright!" Chuckled Dolly. "See how she's moving that big bum of hers? Look at it bounce!"

 Celia pulled back her lovely head from the gasping, blonde's crack and straightened up. Lifting the girl to a sitting position, she called to the pot-bellied businessman who was standing to one side, watching them.

"Sit back down on your chair, George." She leered at him. "Mrs Bending is going to fuck you."

Eagerly, George sat down on the hard, high-backed chair and leaned back, legs out stretched, his stiff, throbbing prick standing straight up from his hairy groin.

Helping June down off the table, the two older women lead her to the fat man's side. The buxom girl looked down, excitedly, at his club-like cock and licked her full, red lips, lustfully. Although not as big as Bill Pain's, it was still a good thick nine-incher and it made her mouth water to see it throb so strongly.

"Right, Mrs Bending." Laughed Celia, gleefully. "Mount up. You're going for a gallop."

As the Junoesque blonde's flushed, naked body moved close to him, George lifted his large hands and gripping the mellonous globes of her breasts, he pulled her over him.

She, placing her hands on his shoulders to support herself, lifted her shapely leg over his knees and, with a foot firmly on the floor on each side of the chair; she straddled her full, white thighs over his lap.

George leered at her, lasciviously, as his big, powerful hands kneaded and squeezed the big, fleshy globes of her tits, the balls of his thumbs rubbing over the thick, rubbery stalks of her big nipples and making the sensitive, swollen teats stick out like walnuts.

Her smouldering blue eyes gazed at him from under heavy half closed lids and when he mouthed her for a kiss she responded, passionately, covering his open, sensual lips with her own and eagerly thrusting her tongue into his sucking mouth.

The two other women squatted down between George's out-flung legs and Dolly gripped the pulsing base of his stiffly standing cock and held it upright.

"Come on, Mrs Bending." Celia grinned, giving the younger woman a stinging slap on her fat arse. "Sit on Mr Cain's big knob."

June lifted herself up on her toes and moved her cunt foreword until it was poised just above the bloated red, plum-like helmet of George's prick.

Celia, placing her hands on the blonde's big, rounded bum, pulled apart the plump, bruised arsecheeks and, spreading open her fat cuntlips, with her thumbs, she carefully lowered the girl onto the throbbing head of George's rigid, waiting cock.

As the hot, wet, pulpy flesh of June's fat, bald twat engulfed his engorged knob, the thickset man sucked in his breath through his teeth and twisted his sensual lips into a lecherous pout.

"Fuck! That feels delicious!" He grunted, with a leer. "Now sit down on it, Mrs Bending."

Lowering her heels back to the floor and bending her knees, the buxom young wife sat down on top of the man's sturdy prick and settled her full weight upon it.

As June slowly impaled herself on George's upright shaft, the two women behind her sat back on their heels and watched, happily, as the girl's oily, swollen cuntlips greedily engulfed the fat, gnarled and knotted column of the man's prick.

"Ooooo! Look, Dolly." Celia crooned, her lovely face contorted with lust. "Look how her fat cunt bulges out around the shaft as she slides down over it."

Dolly, nodding enthusiastically, called up to her lover.

"Are you enjoying this, George?" She laughed.

"Fuck, yes!" George groaned. "Her cunt's so hot and wet! I think she's boiling my 'Rajah' in there!"

Very soon, June felt the thick base of George's cock, pulsing between the soft, plump lips of her twat and her big turgid clitoris rubbing against his wiry pubic hair. He was embedded to the hilt."

"Well, you are in to your bollocks, George!" Laughed Dolly, as she and Celia jumped to their feet.

"Yes!" Celia agreed, giggling. "You'd better get a good grip on her, love. She'll be bouncing on you like hell in a moment."

Moving to the table, the beautiful redhead looked, critically over the assortment of implements she had placed there. After careful consideration, she chose a long, whippy cane, which she carried back to where June sat impaled on George's stiff cock.

"Look, Mrs Bending." The Authoress smiled, cruelly. "Meet my 'Stinger'. I'm sure it will make you bounce, prettily, on Mr Cane's big prick."

And she swished the cane through the air a few times, as if to get the swing of the strokes.

"Now, this is what we are going to do, Mrs Bending." Celia giggled, spitefully, at the apprehensive young woman. "I want you to start fucking Mr Cane on that chair. And I want you to keep bouncing your big bum as fast as you can, because I'm going to be thrashing your fat arse as you are fucking him. And the sooner you make him spunk, the sooner I'll stop caning your arse. Understand?"

"Yes, Mrs Pain." June nodded, submissively. Tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at the wicked cane.

 The girl caught her trembling lower lip in her teeth. She felt so strange. Her body seamed to burn and prickle all over. She'd never been so aroused in her life and, dear God, she was loving it! Even the shame and humiliation! Oh, Christ! Even the pain!

She felt George squeezing and twisting her big, soft breasts and felt the thick shaft that impaled her jump and flex in her belly. Pressing her madly itching cuntcrack down, hard on the cock's root, she ground her engorged tickler, impatiently, against the fat man's wiry pubic hair.

"Just look at her!" Sneered Dolly. "See how she wriggles! She can hardly wait."

Bill Pain, having picked himself up from the floor, moved in behind the giggling brunette and enfolded her in his arms. Cupping her big tits in his hands, he rubbed the huge, fat shaft of his already stiffening prick between the plump, round cheeks of her arse.

 "Go on, Ceel!" he urged his lovely wife. "Start the fuck before George's bollocks explode!"

"Right. Come on then, Mrs Bending." The redhead laughed, raising the vicious cane, high above her head. "You can start fucking........NOW!"

 And she brought the cane down, hard, across the fleshy cheeks of the blonde's fat arse.

Swissssssshhh. CRACK!

Went the cane.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAH!" June shrieked. She felt as if a red-hot iron had been pressed against her big, round buttocks.

The cruel stroke lifted her right up on her toes, straightened her legs and drew her swollen cunt up the knotty column of George's prick to the knob. From where she slumped back down along the gnarled and greasy shaft, until her cuntlips, mashed again, against his balls.

"AAAAAAGH! That's fucking lovely!" George shouted, a smile of joy on his red, sweaty face.

"What's the matter, love?" Grinned Celia, her eyes bright with lust.

"When you whip her arse with that, Ceel." The big man cried. "I feel her cunt contracting around my cock. It's fucking delicious."

"Well, I'm happy for you, darling." The lovely authoress smiled. "But try not to cum too quickly, won't you. I want to give her big bum a real good roasting before you are finished. Get a good, tight, grip of those udders of her's, George! Her we go!"

"Oh, no! No! Pleeeease!" Squealed the writhing blonde.

But the laughing redhead raised her arm high and brought the cane whipping down across the centre of the straddled girl's bruised and quivering buttocks, so that it bit, cruelly, into the soft flesh of both full, rounded arse-cheeks, simultaneously.

CRACK!

"NEEEEEEAAAAGH!" Came June's anguished cry as, throwing back her lovely head, she again leapt to her toes and drew her clenching cunt up along the knotted, throbbing length of George's prick and then, thrusting down with her arse, once more impaled herself to the hilt.

CRACK!

"OOOOHHHH!"

Again the cane flashed down and again the shrieking girl rode, up and down, on the rutting business man's fat cock. She was crying loudly now and once more tears were running down her flushed cheeks. But this only added to the fat man's lecherous enjoyment and to the cruel amusement of the watching couple and the woman who held the cane.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"EEEEEEEAAAAH! AAAAAAAAGH! OOOOHH! NNNAAAAH! EEEEEEAAAAGH!

The terribly aroused young mother, sobbing and weeping, cried out in anguish at each stroke of the 'Stinger' and her big, burning bum rode up and down at an ever increasing speed until, with her welted buttocks bouncing madly, she fucked the groaning George in time with the strokes.

"Oooooo! Look at her fucking him!" Dolly laughed as she writhed in Bill's arms. "Look at her fat arse moving! Go on, Ceel! Thrash it harder! Faster! Faster!"

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Went the cruel cane.

"EEEEEEAAAAH! NAAARH! NOOOOOO!"

Yelled the bounding young fuckstress, her big, burning arse, bouncing up and down on the sweating fat man's throbbing cock, at a maddening pace, as the speed of the cane's cuts, quickened.

"AAAAAGGH!" George groaned, as his large hands crushed and mangled the shrieking blonde's big udders and his pulsing prick stabbed upwards into the hot, slippery depths of the girl's boiling cunt. "I can't hold it any longer! I'm going to cum!"

Laughing triumphantly, the sweating, naked, redhead rained cuts down across the rounded, jutting globes of the bucking blonde's bouncing buttocks.

"Go on then, George!" She yelled. "Shoot it up her! Fill her belly with spunk!"

Under this onslaught, June threw back her lovely head and groaned.

"Oh, God!" She cried. "No! No! I'm going to cummm! I'M GOING TO CUMMMMM! NNAAAAAH! I'M CUMMMMMIIIINNNNG! OOOOOOOAAAAH! YES! YES! YEEESSSSSSS!"

Feeling the terribly aroused young housewife's spasming cunt, clench and milk the throbbing column of his cock, George gave a loud shout and forcefully discharged a great jet of thick, boiling spunk into her churning guts.

"NAAAGH!" He bellowed, through clenched teeth. "FUCK! I'M CUMMING! CUMINNNNNNNG!"

For some hectic minuets the big room was filled with the sounds of shrieks and groans, the swish of the cane and its CRACK against soft, burning flesh, the slurpy wet squelch of fucking and the slap, slap of sweating flesh against sweating flesh.

Dolly and Bill watched with wide eyed glee, as they groped each other, lewdly.

At last, George, his legs thrust, stiffly out before him, gave a loud gasp and, with his head falling back over the chair, his body sprawled loosely in his seat.

June, feeling her spasming cunt suck the last hot spurts of thick spunk from the big man's pulsing prick, fell foreword and collapsed, limply, over his heavy, thickly haired chest and pot-belly. But she was not allowed to rest for long.

Celia, breathing heavily, threw down the 'stinger' with the rest of her implements and called to her dark haired friend.

"Quickly, Dolly." She cried. "Help me get the Slut back up on the table."

Within seconds, the two older women had pulled the shapely blonde off the hairy fat man's drooping cock and, once more, laid her on her back on the table, her legs in the air and her plump, hot buttocks jutting out over the edge.

Swiftly, Dolly took hold of the sobbing girl's swollen, inner cuntlips with her fingers and pulled her enflamed crack open wide.

"Oh! Fucking hell!" The brunette cried with glee. "Celia! Look at that!"

"How lovely!" Leered the redhead, gazing with delight into the boiling red depths of the girl's belly. "So much rich spunk! What a feast!"

"Oooooh! Celia!" Squealed Dolly, her eyes bright. "Can I have it? Can I suck it out of her? Pleeeeease?"

"Not this time, Dolly." The Authoress giggled, cruelly. "I've just had a lovely idea."

And with a grin, she turned to her Husband.

"Bill, Pet." She asked with a coaxing pout. "Be a Sweetie and bring me a few things, will you? I need the Speculum, a silver dessertspoon and a large Brandy glass."

"Certainly, darling." The tall Sculptor answered and turning to George, who was just pulling himself, shakily to his feet, he called. "You get the glass and spoon, old boy. The cutlery is in that draw, there and you'll find the end cupboard is a drinks cabinet. Large Brandy glasses at the back."

So saying, he hurried from the room, to return, moments later, carrying a shining chrome Speculum. Moving quickly back to the group at the table, he saw that George had already supplied his wife with the other two implements, which were now being held by Dolly.

"Here you are, Ceel." The tall man grinned as he handed his Wife the gleaming instrument. "Watch it! It's bloody cold."

"It'll soon warm up." The lovely redhead chuckled. "Now, you and George hold her legs wide open, so that Dolly and I can get at her."

The men each took hold of one of the sobbing blonde's shapely legs and, pushing her back onto her elbows, they rudely forced apart her full, white thighs.

"That's it! Get them open!" The Authoress laughed as she saw June's big, tearful blue eyes watch her, apprehensively, from over the wobbling globes of her bruised breasts. "Push her knees back to her breasts and lift her feet up in the air. Yes. That's just lovely."

Having contemplated the girl's lewd position for some moments, the redhead lifted the speculum so that the young blonde, propped up, as she was, on her elbows, could clearly see it.

"Do you know what this is, Mrs Bending?" She asked and, seeing recognition flash in the girl's tearful eyes, she chuckled, cruelly. "Of course  you do. Having born two children, you must have had one of these stuck up you on a number of occasions. So just hold still while I slip it in."

Bending foreword over the sobbing young Wife, Celia slid the cold, metal tongues between her swollen cuntlips and deep into her raw, red crack. When it was pushed, fully home, the redhead quickly began turning the little butterfly nut. This immediately began expanding the instrument and opening out the groaning blonde's cunt until her innards and womb were fully exposed to their evil gaze.

"What a sight!" laughed Dolly, ogglig the red depths of the young woman's spunk filled belly. "You boys certainly filled her up."

"It was a please, I assure you." George grinned.

"Mind you, there's a lot of cuntcream in there too." Celia added, looking intently into the blonde's gaping twat. "That thick, white, jellylike stuff, is spunk, but all that milky cream is her own fuckjuice. The dirty bitch!"

The beautiful novelist took the glass and spoon from Dolly and, holding the rim of the Brandy glass pressed firmly between the spread open cheeks of June's rounded bum, she pushed the big, silver spoon deep into the sobbing girl's gaping cunt and began, carefully, scraping out all the creamy love liquor.

The redhead worked quickly and skilfully and the rich, creamy juices, oozed out of the blushing blonde's widespread sex, flowed thickly down between her plump arsecheeks and into the waiting Brandy glass.

After a few minuets, Celia straitened up and held up the glass for them all to see. The clear crystal globe was filled to a good third of its measure.

"You know Dolly" Said Celia, as they all admired the glass's contents. "I think we girls should spurt a dose of our 'custard' into the glass, as well. Not only will it add to the flavour, but it will add to the quantity of the cocktail, too."

Removing the Speculum from June's cunt, the redhead directed the men to lift the naked girl to the floor and, quickly, Dolly had taken the younger woman's place on the table.

"Now, Mrs Bending." Celia smiled, sweetly. "Let's see how quickly that pretty mouth of yours can make Miss Stern spurt her 'custard'. I know you have sucked her off before, so don't pretend to be shy. On your knees, now and start licking her clit."

Dropping to her knees before the older woman's cunt, the blushing, tearful young blonde spread the fat bald lips of the brunette's twat with her fingers and started to lick at her stiffly swollen clitty with her soft, warm, wet tongue.

"AAAAAH! Ooooooh!" Dolly squealed, as the girl's hot tongue flicked around her throbbing tickler. "She really is getting good at this, Ceel." She gasped.

 And the lovely matron began flexing her plump, bare buttocks and jerking her fat, bald cunt into the young woman's sweet, soft mouth.

"She can personally show me how good she is, just as soon as she makes you cum." Answered Celia, as she pressed the Brandy glass between Dolly's plump, round arsecheeks. "So, hurry up and spurt your cunt custard into this glass."

"Oooo! Yes! Oh! I won't be long, now! AAAAAAH!" Gasped the writhing lady, pulling the blonde's head, hard, against her groin. "I can feel it starting, already!"

"That's it!" Giggled the redhead, watching her friend's cunt, wink and pout, under the girl's skilful tonguing. "You are nearly there, Dolly! Just think about........You know! What we are going to do to her, later!"

Dolly had been biting at her lower lip, but on hearing Celia's leering words, her lovely mouth twisted into a lustful pout.

"AAAAAAGH! FUCK! YES! YES!" Shouted the highly aroused brunette, raising her shapely legs in the air. "AAAGH! YES! WE'LL MAKE HER YELL! WE'LL MAKE HER MOVE THAT BIG ARSE OF HERS! AAAAH! YES! I'M GOING TO CUM! AAAAAGH! I'M CUMMING! CUMMMMMIIINNNGGGGG! OOOOOOAAAHH!"

"That's it, Dolly! That's the way!" Celia laughed, as she pushed the blonde's head away and carefully caught the fruits of the squealing brunette's gushing climax in the glass. "Oooooooh! You're doing such a lot, Dolly! You're spurting it straight into the glass, you clever girl, you!"

With one last cry, Dolly's legs slumped back down and dangled over the edge of the table.

June, her lovely face wet with cuntjuice, sat back on her heels and watched with apprehension as the Authoress held up the glass and inspected it with glee.

"My God!" The redhead cried. "It's nearly half full! Good work, Dolly."

Dolly got down from the table on shaky legs and grinned weakly, at her friend. Celia passed the older woman the glass.

"My turn now, Dolly." Said the beautiful redhead, leering down at the highly flushed blonde, kneeling submissively at her feet. "You milk my cunt, darling. While pretty Mrs Bending here, sucks me off."

Stepping close to the girl, she thrust her flame red mot at the young woman's lovely shame flushed face and gripped her corn blonde hair with her left hand.

"I'm ready, Mrs Bending." She leered'

Lower than her flame red pubic bush, Celia's fat, peach-like cunt bulged out, as smooth and bald as Dolly's and the big, blue, tearful eyes of the young housewife, fixed on it in awed fascination.

"Like it?" The redhead asked the kneeling young woman, as she looked down at the pretty, flushed face.

The girl blushed with shame and her nostrils flared and the leering Authoress knew that the hot, clean smell of her flooding sex was wafting through the trembling young woman's excited senses.

Celia moved her right hand to her throbbing quim and with her fingers, spread open her plump cuntlips and exposed to the girl's gaze, the fat, swollen stalk of her own amazing clitoris.

June's eyes widened in awed surprise at the sight of the redhead's tickler. She had always been very embarrassed that her own clitty was so exceptionally large. Dolly's, she had been told, was thought to be big, but it was little more than half the size of hers. The tickler she was gazing at now was as long as Dolly's, but it was much thicker. Just like a big, fat, red cherry, she thought.

Looking up at the woman's beautiful face, she saw the redhead blow her a kiss and wiggle her tongue at her, obscenely.

"Come on, Mrs Bending." Celia leered down at her, while pulling the girl's blushing face towards her sopping crack. "And if you don't make me cum in two minutes, you'll go to the stake."

Thrusting her arms between the older woman's full, white thighs and, gripping her soft, round buttocks in her hands, June drew the redhead's bloated clit into her soft, hot mouth and began sucking at it, greedily.

"AAAAAGH! Yes! Lovely!" Celia screamed and, gripping the young Mother's corn blonde hair in both hands, she began vigorously, fucking the girl's lovely face.

"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" The redhead grunted, as she humped her cunt at the girl's sweet mouth.

Giggling, Dolly dropped to her knees behind the writhing novelist and, looking under her lady-friend's rhythmically clenching arsecheeks, which were gripped so tightly in the hands of the greedily sucking blonde, the brunette's dark eyes fell on Celia's gaping cuntlips and her pouting Anus.

"Go on, Ceel!" Dolly urged the randy redhead as the grunting lady worked her bloated clitty, hard, against the girl's lapping tongue. "Give it to her! I'll catch your custard when it spurts."

And she pressed the rim of the brandy glass up against the humping woman's fat, pink cuntlips.

"UNGH! UNGH! NGHHHH! OHHHH! It's cumming! IT'S CUMMING!" Celia grunted as, looking down at June's red, flushed face, she fucked harder at the young woman's franticly sucking mouth. "AAAGH! So pretty! Ooooh! Suck! SUCK! SUCK! NGGHHHH! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMMMMIIINNNNNGGG!"

Watching, intently, under Celia's juddering buttocks, Dolly saw the groaning, standing redhead, pull June's sweating face towards her convulsing cunt and mash her swollen tickler into the girl's sweet mouth. Holding the Brandy glass firmly in place with her left hand, the dark haired woman gave a grin and, stiffening two fingers on her right hand, she thrust them deep, up the climaxing woman's twitching, pouting arsehole.  

Celia's shrieks of delight, rose in pitch and while the rubbery ring of her anus clenched, spasmodically, around Dolly's last knuckles, the dark haired woman skilfully caught the thick spurts of creamy nectar that gushed from her crack, inside the well filled Brandy glass.

After a few moments, the gasping Authoress's shoulders slumped and her sweat soaked body relaxed. Holding June's head between her hands, she pushed the blonde's greedy mouth away from her wet and pouting quim and gazed down at the girl's pretty, flushed face.

The naked young wife rolled her big, blue eyes, upwards and gazed, shyly back at the panting redhead. Her chin, cheeks and mouth, thickly coated with the older woman's clear cuntjuice, she slowly put out her soft, pink tongue and sensually licked her full red lips.

Smiling cruelly, Celia placed her bare foot between the girl's big breasts and pushed her to the floor, so she sprawled on her back on the carpet.

"You know, Dolly, I do think she's acquiring a taste for it." Their voluptuous Hostess laughed, as she watched the shapely young Wife and Mother, raise herself to her knees and wait, submissively for her next  command.

"Well, I hope she is, if this lot's intended for her!" Bill Pain laughed back at his Wife as, with George and Dolly, he inspected the contents of the Brandy glass.

"How are we doing there, Dolly?" The redhead grinned.

"More than half full." Leered the gleeful brunette, as she held the crystal globe up so her friend could see it.

"Well, we'll have a lot more before long." Celia giggled. "Be a sweetie and pop it in the fridge in the kitchen, will you? I've laid out a meal in the next room. We'll eat know, to get our strength back, I think. This way."

Helping June to her feet, Celia put her arm around the naked girl and, while leading her before the others into the dining room, placing her hand on her fat arse, she wormed her middle finger between the blonde's round buttocks and probed her puckered bumhole. Feeling the rubbery ring of the girl's anus, twitch and nip at her fingertip, the lovely libertine thrust her stiffened finger right up June's arse. The force of the thrust, lifted the squealing blonde right up on to her toes and, keeping her up on her toes, the chuckling redhead walked the blushing young woman through the door.

"Fucking hell!" Exclaimed George, his smouldering eyes following the mincing, squirming walk of the bare assed girl ahead of him. "Celia is certainly making the Slut wriggle."

"God, yes!" Agreed Bill, his eyes too, on the blonde's big, squirming buttocks. "What an arse she has! I just can't get over it!"

"Well, don't worry about that, boys." Dolly laughed, as she walked behind them, carrying the glass in her hand. "I know Celia intends that you'll both get 'over her arse' before the day is out."

And laughing, gleefully, they followed Celia and her victim, out of the room.