that whoever it was kneeling behind her and licking her asshole was the one on the receiving end of the whipping. In a perverted way, Brandy thrilled to this. At least she wasn't the one receiving the welts and agony.
Quite the contrary. She was getting nothing but stark carnal pleasure from the tongue working around on her asshole. She sighed and tried to relax more and enjoy this odd form of oral sex. She had never had anyone tongue-fucking her asshole before. The agile tongue slipped past the chary guardian of her asshole and worked into her shit chute.
Brandy quaked all over. She felt the desires mounting faster than she could ever hope to control them. Then the girl realized there was no real need of controlling them. Go with the flow, let it all hang out, whatever she wanted to call it. She came.
Her entire body tensed and she screamed. And the tongue-fucking continued. To her joy, did it ever continue!
The tongue slid deeper into her asshole. She could feel it wiggling like a worm against the walls of her newly fucked ass. The hot breath panting against her asscheeks told her that whoever it was licking and tonguing her asshole was receiving a considerable amount of pleasure from it, too.
But the evil whine of the whip slashing through the air and the meaty thunks as it impacted against bare flesh told the chained girl that the person eating out her asshole was receiving a portion of agony, too. That bothered her. She was getting all the enjoyment and none of the pain.
'Stop whipping him!' she called out. 'Stop it this instant!'
'Whipping him?' asked James. 'Whom do you mean?'
'Whoever it is that's eating out my asshole!'
'You mean she and not he. She is eating out your filthy cavity. But do you really wish the flagellation to stop?'
'Yes, yes!' Brandy felt her nerves all firing at the same time. And they were all singing out in wild, berserk lust. She didn't care what happened as long as she continued to receive such pleasure.
'Very well, stop whipping Sister Roxanne. Whip Sister Brandy instead.'
'What?'
The girl had no more time to protest. The whip whistled through the air and landed with a smarting sting across her shoulders. Chained down to the rough stone altar as she was, she couldn't hope to evade that tongue of leather. The person using the whip was most expert. No skin was lifted from her body. Nothing but pain was given her. She wondered if she would even have a mark to show for this whipping.
The pain mounted faster than the pleasure in her body after they switched the focus of their brutal attention. The tongue working so avidly in her asshole speeded up. But so did the whip lashing against her unprotected flesh. She loved the way that tongue worked deeper and deeper into her asshole. The rough wet tongue drove in and wiggled fiercely inside her asshole until she was moaning out loud.
And the whip would descend on her back or shoulders and add pain to her pleasure.
Over and over this happened until the girl was unable to tell which was which. Was it pleasure she got from the tongue fucking her ass or was it pleasure from the whip? Was it pain from the whip licking fiercely against her skin or was it from the tongue slithering in and out of her asshole? She was too confused to tell any more.
She simply drowned in a morass of conflicting emotions. Pleasure and pain merged and became one. She loved the pain and hated the pleasure. She sought the pleasure and tried to avoid the pain. It was all mixed up in her head until she wanted to cry.
Then James added a new dimension to the humiliation they were heaping on her blonde head. He moved closer and held his rigid cock in his hand. He shoved it toward her lips and ordered her, 'Suck!'
'No, p-please, James, don't do this to me. Make them stop whipping me. I never did anything that bad. I don't deserve this.'
'You must be cleansed of all your evilness. Nothing less will do. Now suck on my sacred staff!'
She felt his trembling cock pressing against her lips. At first she pursed her lips tightly shut so that he couldn't shove his cock into her mouth. But the agony from the whipping caused her to gasp for air. When she opened her lips a little, he thrust his virile cock in.
'Now suck!' he repeated. 'Suck for all you're worth, slut, and maybe the goodness of my body will replenish that lost in yours!'
Brandy gulped and took in even more of her brother's cock. Her tongue raced around the rim of his purple- knobbed cock and stimulated it in spite of her efforts not to. She felt his cock begin to jerk and bounce faster in the hot confines of her lips. She didn't want to give him a blowjob and yet she couldn't help it.
She had to breathe. And she had to suck air in around that thick plug of hard hot manmeat. Chained down as she was, she couldn't reach out and grab him by the balls and tug him away. All she could do was suck – or perhaps bite his cock.
Just as the thought entered her feverish mind, James said, 'And don't bite down. If you do the whip will work overtime.'
She felt the sharp bit of the leather strap along her spine. She cringed. The pain mounted again. But she knew that she could take it as long as the whipping didn't become more intense, as long as the person wielding that wicked weapon of punishment didn't get too enthusiastic.
If she tried biting her brother's cock off, she realized that she would die chained naked to the altar. So all she could do was suck. And suck she did. The blonde teenager gave head like she had never done it before. She used every trick she had ever learned or heard about.
Her idea was to get her brother off fast. That would end this horrible punishment being given her. She wouldn't have to face the humiliation of sucking her very own brother's cock any more and the whipping would have to cease. It would have to!
The girl moaned softly as the tongue worming around in her asshole slid out and licked across her cuntlips. For a moment she wanted to cry out and tell the other girl not to stop. Then she felt the full impact of what the other was doing. The tongue shot all the way up into her cunt.
She sighed as that rough wet tongue began fucking her tiny cunt. This was more like it. And the whip didn't hit her nearly as often as it had been. She could almost relax.
Almost.
The insistent thrusting of her brother's cock into her mouth kept her from getting too complacent. Excitement filled her cunt as the other woman licked and sucked at her cuntlips. But the whip robbed her of any real satisfaction. The cock in her mouth was the single thing that could tip the scales in favor of total pleasure or total revulsion.
The girl began to suck as if she meant it. She had always enjoyed a man's cock in her mouth. The musky tangy taste of a hot cock turned her on more than a lot of things in the world. And there was no denying that her brother's cock was huge. She had to stretch her mouth out of shape in order to accommodate all of the enormous cock.
Cradling his surging cock with her tongue, she felt the rubbery tip bounce off the roof of her mouth and then plunge down past her tonsils. She made a gagging sound but he kept right on. The girl didn't know what to do. Her air was cut off. She could take a man's cock all the way down her throat – that was fun – but this time she had no control over when to get it back out.
Swallowing hard bounced her Adam's apple up and down over the most sensitive portion of the hard cock. She felt that thick tube of manmeat begin to pulse and throb with real power now. And she was suffocating.
The choking noises finally convinced her brother that she would die without air. He pulled back just enough to allow her to breathe again.
'I like the feel of your hot breath gusting past my balls,' he said softly, almost as if he didn't want the others to overhear. 'Keep doing that. And suck on my cock harder! I demand it!'
She did as she was told, craning her neck a little, she could see the effects of her breathing on her brother's crotch. The crinkly pubic fur fluttered. His cock jerked harder every time she breathed hotly on it. And his balls slowly tightened up into a hard little sphere dangling down under his big hard cock.
'I like it. I approve. Continue!'
She could hardly believe that was a man talking. It sounded more like a machine. But what machine ever got its rocks off like this? She formed a perfect O around the hard cock and sucked hard. Using her tongue, she teased and tormented that cylinder of cock until her brother danced from foot to foot. She knew she had him then.
