Neighborhood Sex and Torture Club 2
CHAPTER 5
Bill sent Jimmy upstairs to bring the women down to the dungeon. It had only
taken the two of them a few minutes to prepare because they had spent time that
morning before even calling Angela. Everyone had known that she would come when
they called. That had been clear enough from her reaction to the last session.
Angela felt a little strange being the only one that was naked. She didn't have
long to contemplate the situation though, because Bill met her at the bottom of the
stairs and took control immediately. He dropped a black hood over her head,
cutting off her vision and much of her hearing, and quickly snapped handcuffs in
place, trapping her wrists securely. In seconds she was whisked off her feet and fastened to
a table, her ankles strapped down, a thick band cinching her waist, and another strap
across her chest just under her firm tits. The center chain to her handcuffs was
snapped into a pulley and was tightened quickly, causing her thin, muscular body to
stretch tautly.
With the hood still in place Angela was not aware of everything going on
around her but she could tell there was some activity. Although a little muffled, she
heard Bill's voice clearly enough.
"We are ready to begin, Angela. This is your last chance to leave. If you choose
to stay, the initiation will go forward until its conclusion, no matter what you say or do.
If you wish to continue, you must ask each of us to whip you. We have already
chosen the objects we will use on your body. No part of you will escape There are
five of us and we will give you five blows each. When you have taken the first fifteen
on your front, you will be turned over to take the remainder on your back and ass. It's
time. Ask us to release you or call for one of us to whip you."
Angela's heart skipped a beat and her breath caught in her chest. It was finally
time! She had to make her decision now. The girl was afraid, but the excitement and
the anticipation overwhelmed her. With just the slightest hesitation she said, "Please
Sir, I would like you to begin my initiation. Would you please whip me?"
Almost before the words were out of her mouth Angela felt a searing pain
across her thighs. It was a leather strap that had left a red stripe at least two inches
wide just below her pussy on the meatiest portion of her smooth legs. The sharp sting
caused the teenager to suck in her breath with a hiss, but it was not so awful that she
couldn't stand it. Angela felt an immediate flood of cream filling her already moist
tunnel.
Bill's second blow landed between her navel and the line of silky hair that
formed the top edge of her pubic triangle. Angela knew that he had not used any
more force, but the blow seemed to hurt more than the first one, probably because the
area was more sensitive. She was glad the hood was still in place, because it allowed
her to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out, and covered the tears that were
starting to fill her eyes.
His third hit blistered her navel and brought the first sound from the bound,
hooded girl. It was a small whimper accompanied by violent contractions of her
stomach muscles as she tried to throw off the pain of the blow. The whole group could
tell how Angela was fighting to maintain control and not embarrass herself in front of
them.
The fourth and fifth cuts of the strap filled the area between the first stripe and
her knees. Angela was glowing from her knees to her navel, but the strap had not
touched her pussy or her tits, which she had assumed would take the brunt of the
punishment. She didn't know if she was disappointed or glad about that. She still
feared being whipped in those intimate spots, but her body was telling her that she
needed and wanted it.
Knowing Rosie's penchant for breast torture, Angela called for her next and she
was not disappointed. Kim's mom began by filling her hands with the girl's firm, jutting
titties and squeezing, gently at first but with increasing pressure. By the time Rosie
released her palpitating mounds Angela's nipples were stiff and digging into the older
woman's palms.
Angela was still reeling from the pleasure of having her tits massaged when
Rosie snapped a thin leather strap into the underside of the girl's right breast. The thin
line of fire it caused took her breath away. Rosie immediately made the young girl's
tits a matched set by lashing Angela's left mound as well. The next two cuts popped
against the tips of each of her nipples, bringing a small scream from the poor tortured
girl as the pain raced through her milky tits and into the pit of her stomach. It hurt, but
it was not so bad that she didn't notice how her cunt was clenching and oozing thick
streams of fuck juice. Rosie reached down and grasped each of Angela's rock-hard
nubbins between her thumbs and forefingers and pinched them hard, twisting from
side to side as she pulled Angela up from the table by her nipples. It was almost
enough to send the teenager into her first cum of the evening, but Rosie, sensing the
signs, released her just in time and snapped the strap over the tops of both her tits
with fury.
Angela was unable to keep from screaming this time. She had not been
expecting the blow and the pain was more than she could absorb with no reaction. It
also caused her to lose some tension that had built in her pussy. She writhed on the
table as much as possible and strained to shake her precious tits, hoping to shake off
the angry stinging that she still felt. When she calmed down a bit, she realized she still
had three people to go. She hoped with all her heart that she could stand the torment
that still awaited her. Thinking quickly, she decided that Jimmy was the best candidate
for sympathy and might give her at least a brief respite from her tribulations.
Had the young girl seen what Jimmy had chosen to administer his first five
blows, she might not have been so eager to pick him. The thin, whippy, bamboo cane
in his hand was designed for maximum pain and the least amount of damage to the
skin. Used with enough force, it could bury itself deep into the soft flesh, causing
bruising and raising welts, and the boy was determined to see that the new initiate felt
the awesome power of the instrument.
Once called upon, Jimmy wasted no time. His first cut landed across both
thighs, right below Angela's weeping pussy and brought a shriek from the poor girl.
Giving her no time to assimilate the pain, he quickly snapped the cane against her
skin four more times, raising vivid red stripes from her knees to her navel. Angela
writhed in agony, unashamedly crying out in pain. By the last blow the whole group
noticed that Angela's thrashing had changed. She was no longer wildly surging to
escape the cane. Instead, she was thrusting her hips and pelvis forward and up, trying
to meet the rod as it smacked against her body. She was hunching, like a woman in
the throes of orgasm. Her screams had also mellowed to the grunts and groans of a
rutting animal. A thin sheen of perspiration covered Angela's body, showing the strain
she was under.
She was on the verge of exploding and it was only Bill's commanding voice
ordering her to control herself and the sharp, stinging slap in the face that kept her
from going over the edge. "Stop it, Bitch!" he ordered, "Slaves only cum when they
have been given permission. If you cum before I tell you to, you will have to suffer
much more punishment before we are through."
Connie and Kim were still to come and Angela was desperate. She was afraid
that she couldn't last two more rounds of whipping without exploding into a massive
orgasm, and she was so close now that she could still feel her cunt muscles quivering.
Her stomach was tight, making the muscles ripple and giving it a washboard look. Her
tits were harder then they had ever been and her nipples ached from being erect for
so long.
"Please Sir. I don't think I can hold off much longer. My whole body is burning
and I need to cum so badly. I have never felt this way before. It almost seems that
every blow goes directly to my pussy. I can't control it. Even the aching and throbbing
that is left after being whipped makes my cunt pound."
Bill's voice softened as he replied, "Of course, my dear, I sometimes forget that
you are new to our games and haven't yet learned the true submissive ways of a
slave. I will allow you to buy an orgasm. We will postpone the whipping of your back
and ass for now and allow you to make each of us cum with your hands and mouth. If
you do it well, we will let you cum during the last portion of your whipping."
Angela readily agreed and was released from the table. They removed her
hood so that she could see for the first time. Her eyes fixed on the huge erections that
Bill and Jimmy sported and briefly noticed the obvious states of arousal in the women.
Everyone was tremendously turned on by what had been taking place.
Rosie took the lead. She grasped her right tit at its base with her right hand,
and the back of Angela's head with her left. She forced the mound of tit flesh into the
younger girls mouth. "Suck it, slut. Roll your tongue around my nipple and make it hard."
Angela fought her gagging reflex and attacked the long nipple embedded in her
warm mouth. She swirled her tongue all around the rapidly stiffening object then
trapped it between her teeth, still laving it with her flattened tongue.
"Yes. Yessss. YYYeeeesssssss!!!" Rosie moaned. "I like that. Bite on it a little.
Make it hurt! Ohhhhhh . . . that's good. Keep it up, Bitch. Make my nipple feel your
teeth."
Satisfied that Angela would keep going, Rosie released her grip on the girl's
head and used her hand to pull the crotch strap on her thong panties aside. Pulling
her tit from Angela's mouth with a loud pop, the sex-crazed woman pushed her pussy
right into the teenager's mouth. Angela's nose bumped against Rosie's clit and the
slick lips of her mature cunt fit over the girl's mouth like a mask.
"Now suck that pussy, you whore! Make me cum."
Angela spread Rosie's cunt lips, exposing her erect, vibrating clit and tentatively
licked it with her pointed tongue. Getting the response she wanted as Rosie's hips
slammed into her face, Angela continued with even more energy. Soon, her tongue
was buried in the woman's slick love tube, fucking in and out as if it was a tiny cock.
She used one of her hands to rub Rosie's clit back and forth with a fast motion,
almost like she was trying to polish it. Rosie moaned loudly and bucked her hips
against the newcomer's face lewdly, finally cumming with an unladylike roar. Angela
felt the cream gush from the woman and coat her nose and lips. The smell was
unmistakable and she found the taste pleasant as well.
Rosie had hardly finished humping her way through her cum when she was
roughly pushed aside by Jimmy. His cock was stiff and his balls were heavy with jism.
With no preliminaries he sank his rigid shaft into Angela's soft warm mouth. She
gagged when he bumped against the back of her throat then got control as the
spongy head continued down her gulping tube. Her jaws were stretched uncomfortably
and her mouth was so full that she couldn't use her tongue on his thick shaft. The boy
didn't seem to mind though as he started fucking in and out of her mouth immediately.
It felt so good to Jimmy that he knew he wouldn't last long. Grabbing the pretty
blond by her ears, he used them as reins to make her head bob up and down on the
glistening prick. He felt his balls begin to jerk, signaling his impending orgasm. "I'm
going to cum" he shouted, quickening his pace and slamming into her mouth harder
with each thrust. "Take it all, slut. Eat my cock . . . drink my cum."
Angela was new to cocksucking. She had done it only a couple of times and
had not minded it at all, but she had never swallowed the cream that spurted from the
hot, hard piece of meat. She had no choice this time and felt a little apprehension at
it. Rosie's juice had been sweet and slightly pungent. The girl wondered how Jimmy's
would compare.
She didn't have long to think about it. Jimmy suddenly spasmed, almost losing
his footing. Angela felt a tremor run along the length of his shaft just before it started
pulsing. Suddenly Jimmy yelled and Angela felt the hot liquid splash against her
tonsils. Swallowing furiously, she was unable to keep up with the volumes that spurted
from his jerking cock. It ran thickly down the sides of her mouth and dripped onto her
heaving tits, forming milky-white strings that hung from her turgid nipples.
Connie and Kim each took their turn, delighted to make their new club member
use her fingers and mouth on their assholes and pussies until they collapsed, hips
thrusting, as they each jerked their way spasmodically through a series of cums. Bill
was the only one left and he was ready to take his turn with the lowly initiate. He
made Angela kneel with her head thrown back and her mouth open. The girl
resembled a baby bird waiting to be fed.
Bill moved directly over the submissive slave and let his balls dangle in her
uplifted face. She complied immediately when he commanded her to take his swollen
spheres into her moist mouth and gently roll them around with her tongue. In just
minutes he felt his spunk begin to move in his heavily laden testicles. He was not
ready to cum yet but this nymph and the sexually charged atmosphere had him
fighting to maintain control.
Like a movie director he instructed his new starlet in the art of cocksucking.
Angela was a good student and learned her lessons well. She began to instinctively
know what would please her Master and how to use her lips and tongue to stimulate
his erect cock for maximum effect. She started at the base of his quivering rod and
gently nibbled her way up the thick vein that ran the length of his shaft. When she
reached the heart-shaped glans she swirled her tongue all around it and tried to push
the pointed tip into the slit. This brought a moan of contentment and satisfaction from
the older man and reinforced the fact that Angela was becoming an accomplished oral
slave.
For her part, Angela found that she enjoyed sucking cock and, indeed, had to
exercise some self control to keep herself from cumming. She loved the strength and
power that seemed to flow from Bill's cock into her mouth and throughout her body.
Bill motioned to Rosie, who scrambled to his side. "Jack off my cock and make
it shoot all over this slut's face" he commanded. Angela moaned with disappointment
when the woman pulled Bill's cock from her mouth, not liking the feeling of emptiness
it left.
Rosie was a master at masturbating a cock and went to her task with
enthusiasm. Her left hand gently squeezed his swollen balls while her right hand
moved up and down the thick shaft that had been made slick with Bill's pre-cum and
Angela's saliva. In seconds she felt his cock get even thicker and harder and his balls
begin to draw up into his wrinkled scrotum . Knowing that it signaled his orgasm,
Rosie slipped a finger into his asshole, massaging his prostate gland. The effect was
instantaneous. Bill's hips slammed forward and thick ropes of white cream flew from
his pulsating cock splashing on the teenager's angelic face.
By the time he finished, Angela was covered with his cum. Her eyes were
matted shut and it dripped from the tip of her nose and hung in strings from her lips.
Not knowing if it was allowed, she tentatively licked her lips, savoring the distinctive
flavor of her Master's spunk. That brought a sharp slap from Bill.
"That's not for you," he barked. Turning to the other women he said, "get over
here and clean her off. Use your tongues to give her a bath. Make sure you get every
drop of my cum off her face."
Connie and Kim joined Rosie. Each one staked out her own territory on
Angela's cum drenched face and cleaned it much like a cat might do if it was
grooming itself. By the time they finished, Angela was sparkling clean and very horny.
She had never had three women give her a tongue bath before and found the whole
thing very stimulating, especially when the three women decided to get all the jism
that had dripped on her tits and chest. Angela knew it wouldn't take much more to
send her crashing into a big orgasm of her own. She could feel it building inside her,
hovering near the surface, ready to burst forth at the least provocation.
It was quickly decided that Angela would hang by her wrists for the final phase
of her whipping. She was placed in the frame they used for suspension. Her arms
were fastened over her head while her legs were spread wide, ankles locked in
manacles and fixed to the sides of the wooden device. The effect was stunning and
the group just stood around her and marveled at how sexy the young girl looked.
Connie took her place behind the dangling girl and prepared to use the rubber
cat on her taut back. The nine rubber fingers would cover a large area with thin lines
of fire as she snapped the fearsome instrument against Angela's smooth, unblemished
skin. Connie showed no mercy to the neophyte and had the poor abused nymph
shrieking and thrashing by the second blow. By the time Connie finished lashing
Angela, the girl was hanging limply and moaning softly to herself. She had never felt
such agony before in her young life. She knew she was cut and bleeding and felt as if
her back muscles had been ripped from her skeleton.
In fact, this was not true. The rubber cat gave a great deal of pain but did very
little actual damage to its victim. If Angela could have seen her back, she would have
noticed several thin red lines and just a few places where the red was tinged with
purple where Connie had gotten particularly viscous. There was no blood or torn skin.
Hanging there, dejected and miserable, Angela realized that this was exactly
what she had wanted. Contemplating her sore back, she found she could focus on
each individual stripe left by the cruel whip. The pain had subsided and left a burning
sensation in its place. As Angela traced each mark in her mind she discovered that
her breasts were hardening and her nipples were becoming stiff. They were throbbing
in unison with her aching back. It was also evident that her pussy had reacted to the
pain without her even knowing it. Now that the whipping was over, the girl became
vividly aware of her vibrating clit and felt the hot, thick liquid gathering in her moist
tunnel.
She was steaming! Connie's whipping had brought her so close to cumming
that just a flick of one of her stiff nipples or a touch to her clit would send her
screaming over the edge. To Angela, this was the worst torture of all. Hovering just at
the brink of cumming but not be allowed the blessed release that she so desperately
wanted and needed was far more agonizing than the whipping had been .
"Please, Sir. You promised that I could cum during the last of my whipping."
Her voice was quivering, and was small and soft, almost pleading, as she begged Bill
to let her cum.
"I remember and I will keep my word" he answered. He handed Kim a leather
covered ping-pong paddle, and motioned for her to step behind Angela. "Jimmy, let's
use your cock to help our new young slave climax. Get between her legs and put just
the head of your cock in her pussy. I think it's wet enough that you won't have any
trouble."
Jimmy did as he was instructed, using a great deal of will power to keep from
plunging his entire cock into her hot canal. Kim knew what she was to do.
On command from Bill she would paddle her friend's ass furiously, driving her onto
Jimmy's waiting rod. The paddle and the stiff prick would cause Angela to explode.
The girl would not be able to separate the two things in her mind and would associate
the paddling with the orgasm, making it even easier to make her cum by using just the
whip or paddle in the future.
Angela heard the crack as the paddle landed against her left ass cheek. She
was immediately deluged with a myriad of sensations. A sharp pain from the paddle
raced through her body. The suspended girl felt a warm glow covering her entire left
buttock that extended into her crotch. There was an unmistakable tug on her wrists
as the force of the blow propelled her forward, and, of course, there was the delicious
feeling of Jimmy's hard cock splitting her pussy lips and sliding halfway up her love
canal. As she began to swing back, she felt the muscles in her cunt grasp at the cock
buried in her trying to hold it in place. It was no use. By the time she had swung back
,she was again left with only the head of Jimmy's cock in place.
Before Angela's body had come to a complete stop, Kim swung the paddle
again, this time with even more force. The result was to send the swinging girl even
farther, impaling herself on Jimmy's cock almost to the hilt. By the fourth blow, Angela
was no longer aware of any pain caused by the paddle. She was only cognizant of the
fact that her body was slamming into Jimmy's, forcing his cock as far into her pussy
as possible, and grinding her clit between their pelvic bones. It was ecstasy and
Angela hoped it would never end. Each blow seemed to send her higher on the
plane toward orgasmic bliss, and any pain she was suffering was not only
tolerated but welcomed.
The fifth and final blow brought Angela right to the brink of exploding but did not
send her over the edge. In a panic she begged for Kim to continue.
"Please, don't stop!!" she shrieked. "I'm almost there. I need to cum.
Please Sir, let her keep on spanking my ass with that paddle. Just a few more times and
I'll cum. I'll do anything you ask. Please let Kim paddle my ass some more."
"I promised that you would be allowed to cum during the last of your
whipping, but I didn't say anything about allowing you to have more punishment to get
there. If I let Kim paddle you until you cum you will have to pay for it by providing
the rest of us with some entertainment later. We will decide what you must do to satisfy
the requirement. Do you agree?" Bill really had no idea what he might ask
Angela to do, but knew this was a perfect opportunity to strengthen his hold on the young girl.
"Yes. YES! Anything you say. Just, please let me finish."
Bill nodded to Kim who reacted by putting her full strength behind the next
several blows. Angela started cumming with the second one and continued through at
least five more. She thought she would never stop while Kim kept pounding her ass
with the paddle and Jimmy's cock kept plowing her love tube. Exhausted, Kim finally
quit and allowed Angela to gradually come down from the bone crushing spasms that
raced through her. The girl was hanging limply, jerking occasionally, as smaller
orgasms continued to build and explode periodically.
