carpet, her pale naked ass sticking up in the air. Danny looked down upon the inviting globes of assflesh waving from side to side, and to the wisp of chestnut pussy hair between the tops of her thighs. Drops of his come were still congealed in the cunt fur.
He shook his head regretfully. 'Sorry, kid. Standard procedure. It's for your own good, really. Better for you to learn your lesson now than to try something and have to be punished for it later. Believe me.'
Liz's stomach did a flip-flop. What punishment could be worse than this? But she knew there must be things that were infinitely worse, and if anyone could think of them, the slim and elegant Danny could! And what he couldn't think of, the tall, Nordic twins – they couldn't be anything else – could no doubt dream up.
There was a sound like a pistol shot. Pain seared Liz's asshole. With her butt in the air and her tasty asscheeks spread apart, it had been a perfect target for Greta's painful whip. The knotted strap at the end of the whip had snapped exactly on the pucker of Liz's poopchute.
She straightened her body, her whipped jugs dragging painfully across the carpet, the way they'd done in her uncle's office the day before. But then it had been a broad leather strap abusing her tits and ass. Greta's whip was more subtle – and far crueler.
Greta flicked the whip back and forth across the girl's naked butt till the pale skin stretched over her pert asscheeks was an angry spider's web of glowing red welts. Liz screamed and begged and cried, but the assault on her naked ass never abated.
Finally she summoned up all her strength and threw herself onto her back. Her butt just couldn't take it any more.
Knowing what would happen, her scream began an instant before the whip landed hotly on her upturned tits. The nipples seemed to swell with pain. Red-hot lines glowed across her violated jugs.
Greta lifted the whip. Liz howled in desperation. Neither her big boobs nor her tender ass could stand even one more stroke of that terrible whip. She had to protect herself! But her hands were taped tight behind her bare back.
There was only one thing to do. In the instant before the lash descended, Liz brought her long, slim legs up so that her painfully taut nipples pressed into her thighs just above her knees. She'd rather feel the agonizing kiss of the leather on the backs of her thighs than on her throbbing boobs!
But the whip didn't land on her legs. Greta's beautiful face actually broke into a smile as she changed her aim, and brought the whip whistling down at her naked, sobbing victim.
'Aiiee!' Liz shrieked as the whip came slashing down along the vulnerable pink silt of her pussy, exposed between her thighs.
Her back arched uncontrollably. Her cunt seemed filled with fire. She squirmed hotly on the carpet, her breath choppy and irregular. Severe, searing pain burned her whipped pussy lips.
'Oh! Ohh, Ghaad!' she moaned, thrashing her head from side to side. 'God, it hurts! I can't stand it!'
In her delirium of agony she didn't even think to anticipate the next blow of the whip. It wasn't until the fire in her cunt started to die down that she realized it hadn't landed. She opened her eyes and blinked away the tears.
Hans was standing over her, totally naked. His cock loomed over her face like the spar of a sailing ship, and it was immense!
'Get up,' he said.
When she didn't immediately respond, Greta slashed her across the boobs with the whip. Sobbing with pain, clumsy with her hands lashed behind her, she struggled first to her knees and then to her feet. She stood in front of Hans, gazing down at herself.
Her boobs glowed bright pink. A red welt reached up onto her belly out of the thick forest of her pussy fur, testimony to the whip stroke that had brutally slashed her cunt. She was sick with pain and fear.
'Turn around,' Hans said in his thick, guttural voice.
She obeyed as quickly as she could. He took her by the arm and led her around the big leather chair. She came along meekly, afraid of the slick whip dangling from his sister's trembling hand. Even in her misery and anguish, she was not unaware of the titanic rod of cock that bobbed inches from her bare ass as the young man walked beside her.
He brought her around so that her loins pressed into the back of the chair. The leather was cool on her hot skin.
'Bend over,' the blond young man commanded.
Liz did so, aware of the way her buttcheeks spread as she did so, and knowing how vulnerable that made her asshole – or her pussy, for that matter – to Greta's whip.
But it wasn't the whip that she felt attack her from behind! Something hard prodded at her asshole. She moaned. Her asshole still stung from the crack of the black lash. Then the hardness pushed forward more insistently against the tightly-shut asschute.
Liz gasped in horrified awareness of what was going on. Hans was trying to stick that giant cock up her ass!
'No!' she screamed. 'No, let me go! Don't shove that great big cock up my poor butt!' She felt his huge hands clamp onto her asscheeks. Too late, she tried to clamp the cheeks of her butt together. They trapped the giant cock-knob between them.
The salt on Hans' palms stung Liz's whip-welted ass. She barely noticed. All she was aware of now was the big cock pressing hurriedly at her tender butthole, and the certainty that she wouldn't be able to survive having that monumental shaft of cock up her butt – especially without lubrication!
Innocent as she was, she'd heard the girls talk at school. She knew some of them had let boys fuck them up the ass – she even knew some who said they enjoyed it. She'd never been able to believe them. The thought of having something long and hard shoved up into her asshole made her ill.
And now the largest cock she'd ever seen – bigger even than her uncle's eight inches of prick – was about to be rammed up her butt, bone dry!
She shook her head and cried out. Hans slid his thumbs down the crack of her asscheeks and pulled. The thumbs drew her asshole wide open in spite of her efforts to hold it closed. With a grunt he jammed the bulging head of his prick into the tiny opening.
'Yii!' Liz shrieked as the cockhead invaded her asshole. 'Get it out! It's too biig!'
Her buttcheeks were wedged far apart, and the entrance of her ass throbbed with a pain almost as intense as that of the whip stroke. The fat cockhead forcing its way into her asshole had rubbed the insides of her poopchute raw!
Liz squirmed with panic and pain. Her luscious young butt welled around the trapped cockhead. Hans sighed and moved his hands to grasp her narrow waist. Liz tightened her stomach and ass muscles, trying to force the agonizing cock from her butthole. All she did was increase the delicious pressure her asshole was exerting on her tormentor's cock!
The breath was driven from her body as Hans started pushing his prick up her asshole. Liz had never imagined anything could hurt so much! The tears streamed down her cheeks as she fought feebly, trying to writhe free of the big cock impaling her ass.
Like a wooden stake, the rigid cock drove unrelentingly up the naked girl's asshole. She groaned ceaselessly at the unyielding hardness wedging apart the walls of her tender ass passage. She felt a sense of invasion, of obscene violation, as the steely prick moved ceaselessly up her butthole.
But that wasn't the worst. The dry cockshaft scraped the lining of her asschute til it felt like a razor-edged sword being thrust up her asshole!
'Ohh!' She choked. Her tits flopped freely, slapping against the back of the chair. Under other circumstances she might even have gotten turned on at the feel of leather against her naked titflesh. Now all that existed for her was the pain. 'Take… it… out! I can't – uggh – stand it! You're tearing me apart!'
Hans ignored her, his face still showing no expression. But he wasn't unaffected by it all. The pressure in her ass passage was crushing his mighty cock in an incredibly powerful grip, and the sensations as she struggled around the spear of prick impaling her ass were driving him to the very limits of self-control.
And her resistance was not without its effects either. It was taking all of his tremendous strength to cram his prick into her reluctant butthole. His muscles stood out in bold relief on his brawny arms. Sweat beaded his forehead, ran down the thin blade of his nose to drop onto the upturned cheeks of the girl's ass. She yelped as the
