side tar side motion. His cock stirred inside her like a long, wooden spoon. Diana gasped as the prick pushed her pussy tunnel out of shape.
Her cunt was about to explode. Even as she felt she was about to die from the agony of the hot water streaming onto her naked boobs, Diana's body went up in a flash of orgasm.
'Eeeeeeeyahhhhhh!' she howled. Her body shot high in the air, squirming, frenziedly. Her asscheeks slid down the pole of his cock, and sucked a blast of come right up into her pussy.
Pain and pleasure waned in Diana's body and the outcome was ecstasy. Eric grunted and slobbered as he plunged his spewing cock up her pussy. Her cunt drank his jism and begged for more.
Even as the most earth-shattering climax of her life wracked her tormented body, Diana's soul despaired. Eric was torturing her, but now he was making her love it!
And that was the most subtle degradation of all.
CHAPTER SIX
Cunt juice gushed from Yvonne's black-bearded pussy. Mike's open mouth took as much of it in as possible. His tongue was trapped in hot, pulsating cunt as the blue-eyed beauty came, howling with ecstasy.
The delta-shaped bush of Yvonne's cunt filled Mike's vision. Her palms were pressed over his ears as the woman ground her ripe pussy mound into his greedily gobbling face. But her hands didn't entirely shut out the sounds of his wife's piercing shrieks from the bathroom.
His cock was erect and stuck out from his crotch like a fleshy fireplug. But his heart sank within him. I've let her down, he thought dismally. Not only can't I help Diana, but here I am eating this bitch's pussy while my wife is screaming in pain!
The hearty musk of healthy, coming cunt filled his nostrils. His mouth was awash in Yvonne's succulent pussy oils. Much as he hated the tall, black-haired woman, he could not make himself stop sating her cunt like a starving man!
In the shower, Diana felt yet another organ surge through her pussy and through her body. The burst of pleasure made her tits seem to swell almost to the point of bursting. Her nipples seemed to be reaching out toward the stinging hot water that assaulted her.
Eric's sharp hipbones dug at her ass as he fucked her. His long prick throbbed like a firehose. Even in her pain and ecstasy Diana marveled at the amount of jism her captor was pumping into her ravenous pussy – especially after having a shot came up her violated asshole not very long ago!
The eleven inch prick gave a final twitch and seemed to die inside Diana's cunt. 'Uhhhhhh!' she cried as her pussy closed around the limber prick, squirting cunt juice and jism into Eric's lap.
As the throes of her own orgasm died away Diana once more became aware of the hot water cascading onto her tits – painfully aware. 'Ohhhhhh, ah!' she moaned, tossing her head from side to side. Her wet hair slapped Eric's face. He laughed.
Diana hung down to the tiles. The touch of the wet ceramic stung her whipped and burned tits.
'Enjoy yourself?' he asked. She shuddered. His cock slipped out of her pussy. Cunt sauce and come slobbered after it, quickly becoming diluted in the water that swirled around his thighs.
He patted a bare asscheek that still glowed with the marks of his belt and Frank's thick rope.
'Don't touch me,' Diana said in a muffled voice.
Her tormentor laughed and climbed to his feet. She felt his hand on her arm, urging her up. 'Come on,' he told her. She sat slumped over for a moment, tasting the pain that filled her ass and tits. Then she did as she was ordered to.
Water streamed from their naked bodies as Eric brought her into the bedroom. Diana looked over at the chair where, her husband sat to see Yvonne, stark naked and glowing with sated lust, turn away from him with her lips curved in a lewd and knowing smile. Diana's hazel eyes flicked to the wedge of the other woman's cunt hair. It was shiny and matted with the oils of her pussy. Pink pussy lips peeked coyly through the midnight-black pussy foliage.
Diana looked at Mike's face. His mouth and nose and chin were smeared with a telltale sheen of cunt sauces. Now Diana knew why Yvonne had that special gleam in her eyes.
Diana stared at her bleakly.
Yvonne gestured toward the bed with a graceful hand. 'Why don't you two gentlemen stake her out on the bed? It's my turn to play games with her!'
Diana's blood turned to ice. The electrician's tape wrapped around her wrists was starting to lose its stick from the shower, but she still could not free her hand. Her eyes sent a mute plea to her husband as Eric and Frank seized her and dragged her to the bed.
They made her lie on her back. Water ran from her naked body, soaked into the yellow bedspread. Her tits rose and fell heavily as she took deep breaths and fried to control the panic welling up in her.
Eric sat by her side, looking thoughtfully down at her glorious, shining-wet nakedness, as Frank looked for something to tie her with. Finding nothing, the apish handyman turned with a snort of disgust and threw open Mike's suitcase, which was lying unfastened on the luggage stand.
He rummaged though Mike's belongings, tossing socks, underwear, and shirts around the room. Then he stared hard at something and snatched it out of the open suitcase.
It was a photo album, bound in red leather. 'Hey, y'all look at this!' he called to his naked employers. 'I found it lyin' open. It's got photographs of this bitch in it, sucking on some guy's dick!'
Yvonne and Eric crowded around to look, though Eric kept a watchful eye on the nude captive on the bed. 'Well, I'll be damned,' he said.
'That's definitely Mike's cock she's sucking,' Yvonne announced, a little breathlessly.
Eric thumbed through the pages, whistling to himself. Prank looked at Diana. She felt herself blushing, the pink flush creeping from her toes to her tits and cheeks the color of a new dawn.
'Looks like you give good head, honey,' the handyman said. His cock was climbing up from between his thighs as blood poured excitedly into it. 'Maybe I'll just try myself a little of that!'
Yvonne looked up from the picture she was studying, of Diana standing naked with her back to the camera, framed against a turbulent and cloudy sky, giving the photographer a look of passion that promised a session of fucking that would dwarf the power of the coming storm. 'You wait your turn, big boy,' she commanded. 'She's mine now!'
Frank shrugged and turned back to ransacking Mike's case. He found an electric shaver and electric alarm clock. 'This'll do,' he said, tearing off the cords. 'We can get two more cords from the lamps – I can fix 'em up later on.'
He pulled the cords off two table lamps. Yvonne stepped close to him so that an erect nipple prodded his brawny arm. She whispered in his ear. He nodded, smiled, and went out the front door, his cock bobbing before him.
Wondering what evil errand Yvonne had sent on the handyman on, Mike watched helplessly as Eric and his sister methodically tied Diana spread-eagled on the bed. From time, to time Yvonne would pause and caress his captive wife, run a finger down her flanks, squeeze the jut of a tit or tickle briefly at the shallow dome of Diana's belly. The prisoner flinched away front her touch as though her fingers were red-hot.
When Diana was securely tied, Eric and Yvonne sat down on the bed next to her. Eric stroked his sister's cheek with the back of his hand. He let the hand fall to cup a glorious tit. Mike could see a wine-colored nipple spring instantly erect between his fingers.
Almost casually Yvonne dropped her hand to the long limp cable of her brother's cock. Under the caress of her skilled, teasing fingers the cock, so recently spent inside Diana's pussy, started to harden once again.
Diana watched the pair, disgust almost overcoming her pain and fear. Brother and sister, fondling each other as fondly and intimately as lovers? The practiced way Yvonne jacked her brother off as he massaged her ripe, soft tit showed clearly the two were no strangers to incest. Even as Diana's eyebrows rose Eric leaned forward to kiss Yvonne's tit right on a swollen nipple.
Yvonne sighed happily, cradling her brother's head against her tit. Her fingers made a light circle around his
