Presently Alice and Connie rose, looking somewhat sheep-faced, but their countenances cleared when they saw that Fanny had been also obliged to relieve her excited feeling by means of my finger; and they exchanged sympathetic and congratulatory smiles, as we again clustered round Lady Betty and Molly, whom we had left tied down and who began to tremble with dread as they saw that they were to be submitted to further indignities and tortures.
‘Now, Molly, it’s your turn, dear-suck your mother’s cunt!’ I said to her as I flicked her tender cunt sharply with the lash of my riding whip so as to stop the useless protest and pleadings which I knew she was sure to make at receiving such a command.
‘Don’t, Jack!’ she screamed writhing with pain-then with loathing horror in her face she placed her mouth on her mother’s cunt and commenced to tongue its lips.
‘Oh! Molly, don’t!’ cried Lady Betty, involuntarily wriggling her bottom and hips voluptuously as her daughter’s tongue began to arouse her sexual appetites in spite of herself; but Molly was too terrified by my whip to disobey me and so continued to tease and torture her mother’s cunt with her tongue for some little time till I stopped her- then straddling over her head with my balls just touching her face, I shoved my rampant prick into Lady Betty’s now gaping cunt, till I had buried it inside her, up to its root. As I did so my balls travelled over Molly’s face, till they rested on her mouth, my thighs then holding her head so firmly gripped between them, that she could not avoid the shocking contact with my genital organs.
‘Now Molly, you’re to lick my balls while I fuck your mother!’ I said with a smile at the delighted girls, who in turn peeped between my thighs to view the extraordinary conjunction of Lady Betty’s cunt, my prick and balls, and Molly’s mouth-Lady Betty all the while inarticulately moaning in her distress at being thus again fucked by me so unexpectedly and in such a position!
I heard stifled cries come from Molly; I could feel her warm breath on my balls but not the velvet of her tongue-so I again sharply flicked her cunt. A smothered shriek of agony-then something exquisitely warm, soft and moist began to caress my scrotum. It was Molly’s tongue-the poor girl was licking my balls!
Oh! my delicious sensations at that moment as my prick luxuriated in the cunt of the mother while the mouth of the daughter reluctantly but deliciously was exciting me into spending! For some moments, I remained motionless save for thrills of exquisite pleasure, until I could no longer control my imperious desires-then with piston-like strokes I began to work myself backwards and forwards in Lady Betty’s cunt, moving faster and faster and getting more and more furious, till I spent rapturously into her, just as her quivering wriggling backside proclaimed that she too was discharging, her head unconsciously resting on her daughter’s cunt as the spasm of her pleasure vibrated through her!
When I had become myself again, I drew out my prick, and after gloating cruelly over the sight of poor Molly’s flushed, shame-stricken and quivering face and tearful but tearless eyes, I pointed to her mother’s cunt now visibly wet and bedewed from my discharge and said, ‘Now go on again, Molly!’
She closed her horrified eyes with an expression of sickening loathing and repugnance and moaned, ‘Oh, my Cod!… Jack, I can’t!… I simply can’t!…’
‘You can, and you shall, Molly!’ I replied sternly as I sent the lash of my whip sharply across her tender cunt, drawing from her a terrible shriek which brought Lady Betty out of her semi-stupor.
‘Go on, Molly!’ I said, pointing to her mother’s cunt as her eyes sought mine as if imploring mercy. Again she dumbly refused, again I caught her a sharp cut full on her cunt.
She yelled in agony, then slowly and with horrible repugnance, she nerved herself to touch her mother’s greasy and sticky cunt with her lips, nearly choking as her tongue slowly transferred the remains of my spend from her mother’s gaping slit into her own mouth and so down her throat! As soon as I saw she was fairly started, I put her in charge of Connie with instructions to keep her at it, whatever happened-then placing myself between Molly’s legs, my prick all wet and semen-soiled close to Lady Betty’s face, I touched the latter with my whip and said: ‘Now suck me clean, Lady Betty!’
‘Oh!’ she cried in horror, shuddering violently as she let her head again fall on her daughter’s cunt. Raising the whip, I slashed her fiercely right down her left buttock, then along the other, my lash cutting well into her soft plump flesh and evidently giving her intense pain from the lovely way in which she writhed and screamed. ‘Suck me clean, Lady Betty!’ I sternly repeated as I sent cut after cut on her wriggling plunging backside, till she could no longer endure the pain, and half hysterically raised her head and opened her mouth. Instantly I ceased the flagellation and popped my humid prick in between her unwilling lips which then closed softly but reluctantly on it as a look of intense repulsion passed over her agonised face.
For some time Lady Betty simply held my prick in her mouth passively and in shamefaced confusion, for she had never before sucked a man and really did not know what to do! But I didn’t mind! Her mouth was deliciously warm and moist, while the touch of her lips was voluptuousness itself-and as I watched her, gloating over her misery and shame, I could see her throat convulsively working, as from time to time, she forced herself to swallow the accumulated saliva now highly impregnated with our mingled spendings.
What with the gratification of my eyes and the stimulus afforded by Lady Betty’s mouth, my virility began quickly to revive. ‘Pass your tongue over and round my prick, Lady Betty,’ I commanded, ‘lick and suck simultaneously!’ Painfully she complied. The action of her tongue was something exquisite, so much so that, in a very short time, my prick began to swell and stiffen (to her silent horror) till her mouth could just hold it! I was ready for action again. Should I spend in Lady Betty’s mouth or fuck Molly again? Hurriedly I decided in favour of Molly.
Quickly I pulled my prick out of Lady Betty’s mouth. ‘Untie her sharp,’ I cried to the girls as I pushed up the second half bench and fastened it to the piece on which Molly was lying tied. Soon the girls freed Lady Betty and lifted her off her daughter, then guessing what was coming, they held her between them in such a way that she was compelled to see what happened to her. As soon as Molly caught sight of me, with my prick in rampant erection, she instinctively divined that she was again to be ravished, and screamed for mercy. But I threw myself on her, took her in my arms, brought my prick to bear on the orifice of her cunt and fiercely rammed it into her, forcing my way ruthlessly in while she shrieked with a pain hardly less keen that that which accompanied her violation. Mad with lust and the exquisite pleasure of holding the voluptuous girl again in my close embrace, and stimulated by the spectacle of the lovely naked bodies of Alice, Connie and Fanny right before my eyes, as they controlled Lady Betty’s frantic struggles to go to her daughter’s assistance while they simultaneously possessed themselves of her breasts and her cunt, I let myself go, and ramming myself furiously into the still shrieking Molly, I fucked her exquisite self rapturously till Love’s ecstasy overtook me, when I spent deliriously into her, flooding her smarting interior with the soothing balm of my boiling love-juice which she received into her with the most voluptuous thrills and quivers, the sudden transition from the pains of penetration to the raptures of spending sending her into a semi-swoon as she lay locked in my arms.
Reluctantly I quitted her, unfastened her and made her over to her mother, who quickly took her off to the girls’ alcove, while they crowded round me, with delicious kisses, as they congratulated me on my prowess in having fucked mother and daughter twice each in each other’s presence, and to the accompaniment of such exquisite licentiousness. Then solicitously and tenderly, they bathed and sponged my prick and generally refreshed me.
‘Now what next?’ I asked.
‘I’m afraid we must be going, Jack,’ said Connie, ‘as we have to dine out!’
‘And I think you’ve had enough, sir,’ said Alice archly.
‘Miss Molly looked quite played out, Mr Jack,’ said Fanny, who had gone to offer her services but evidently had been brusquely refused.
‘Well, perhaps we had better let the poor things off now!’ I said musingly. ‘I don’t think they will offend any of us again!’ They laughed. ‘Well, dears, thank you all very much for your help today-we’ve had a lovely orgy, have punished our enemies, and had a fine time ourselves. Now run away and dress; perhaps you won’t mind Fanny attending to Lady Betty and Molly as they resume their clothing, Alice?’
Just then Lady Betty and Molly came out. They were evidently utterly exhausted. I hastily poured out some champagne for them which greatly revived them, then as they tremblingly awaited the resumption of their tortures, I said gently: ‘Now you can go, Lady Betty, with your daughter. Fanny will help you to dress yourselves. Now if ever you breathe a single word as to what has happened here this afternoon, or if in word or deed or suggestion, you say or do anything to harm or wound these girls or myself, I’ll get you both brought here again and what you’ve undergone today will be mild to what you’ll then taste. Now each of you, kneel in turn before Alice first, then Connie, then Fanny and then me-kiss each cunt three times, also my prick three times, in token of apology and in
