Richard Reed - Tied up and whipped

Barbara crawled across the floor on her hands and knees. She didn't dare look up, knowing that if she did she would get another stinging lash on her ass. Her bare knees scraped against the rough wooden floor and her palms were full of splinters, but she couldn't stop now. She had to keep going or the punishment would get worse. The door to the cabin was only ten feet away but she knew there was no way of escaping. Not now. The guys were too excited to let her go. And in a way, she asked for it. After all, the two camp counselors, Roger and Steve, didn't force her to come to their cabin. She knew what they had in mind when they asked her to come over and party with them. She just didn't expect the two teenagers to be this rough on her.

"Come on, bitch, you're moving too slow," Roger said. She headed towards him as fast as she could. His legs were just a few feet away when she accidentally lifted her head. He stood there with the long black leather belt in his hand. He flicked his wrist and the leather that had cut into her so much during the night trailed lightly across the floor. And his hard cock pointed right at her mouth.

She looked up and saw him grinning through the long black hair that covered his face. His whole body was stiff, not just his prick. As she stared at his heavily muscled body she couldn't help feeling wet. She wanted that cock pounding in her cunt, those strong arms pinning her to the floor. But that wasn't what he waited now. He wanted to fill her teenage lips with cream.

Roger grabbed her long blonde hair and twisted it hard. When Barbara opened her mouth to cry out in pain he pushed his cock through her lips, poking it deep into her throat. Then his thick wet shaft slid in and out of her mouth. By tugging on her hair he made her head bob up and down on his prick. Each time he twisted her hair his hairy nuts prodded her lips while his dick poked at the roof of her mouth and then plunged way down her throat, making her gag on it.

"Suck on it. That's what you're here for, isn't it. That's what you came to the cabin for. A mouthful of dick. I saw how you looked at me before, baby. Well, now you got what you wanted, so eat it!"

She looked up and saw from his cold dark eyes that this wasn't just a game to him. This was for real. He wanted to fuck her senseless. And she couldn't stop him. Roger moved his hips forward, shoving his wet prick to her mouth really hard. Barbara groaned as his meat sloshed in and out of her lips but she knew she had to please him. She grabbed the base of his cock and jerked it up and down while she munched on the wet probing flesh. She closed her fingers tight around his throbbing prick and led it into her mouth, slurping on it as hard as she could. It felt long and wet and stiff, and for a minute she forgot all about how much they'd hurt her tonight. What mattered now was the wet dick in her mouth, the plunging hot cock that fucked her lips, impaling her head. Barbara concentrated on slithering his prick in and out of her mouth while she licked and sucked on it.

"Ahhh, that's the way to do it, you cunt, that's how to suck dick." Roger's hips rocked back and forth really fast, filling her mouth with ten inches of stiff dick. It grew thicker in her mouth with every stroke. And it grew longer as Barbara's tongue swirled all around it, licking and sucking on the pulsing tip.

"You had the bitch long enough," Steve said. "Send her back over here. I want to get some more action with that big titted whore." Barbara felt scared. She didn't want to crawl back to Steve. He wasn't as strong or as muscled as Roger but he was a lot meaner. He was the one who enjoyed hurting her the most.

Roger pushed her lips off of his cock. She could feel some wet drops of semen dripping from her puffy mouth and all she wanted to do now was finish him off, to get it all over with. But she knew he wanted it to last a long time. Just like Steve did. That's why they'd been passing her from one to the other all night long, making her suck on their cocks until they were just about to come, then pushing her away.

"You heard him," Roger said. "He wants to feel that cocksucking mouth of yours now." He pushed her down to the floor and she landed on her back. Her huge tits flopped out of the skimpy red bra as she rolled all over the floor. She tried to fit her tits back into the bra but Roger yanked it real hard and pulled it down to her waist. "Don't be shy on us, now, Barbara. Don't try and hide those fucking tits." He reached down and grabbed her left tit in his hand and squeezed it as hard as he could. Her hard nipple pushed against his rough palm while he tugged at her milky white flesh, digging his fingers into her skin. "Now get back to work!"

She got back on her hands and knees and crawled across the cabin floor again, this time heading for Steve. Midway she passed her clothes that were strewn all over the floor. Her white blouse, her short red skin, her stockings and her shoes were lying there, right where they made her strip when she first walked into the cabin. Now all she had on was the bra that hung around her waist and her transparent satin panties. She looked over her shoulder once and saw the marks from the belt blossoming on her full rounded ass. Then she crawled up to Steve and stared at his rigid prick.

Steve made her kneel in front of him while he bent his knees and lowered his prick right in front of her tits.

"No," she said. "Don't do it, please, just be nice. I'll suck you off, just don't do that to me again."

He laughed at her, a cruel mocking laugh. He looked so nice to her before with his short hair and his constant smile. But now she knew what he was really like.

He held her shoulders, trapping her as his prick slid up and down her chest. His cock pressed into her nipples, making them wet with cock juice, and his balls pressed into her huge mounds. Barbara tried to get away from him but his grip on her shoulders grew harder until his nails dug into her skin. Then his throbbing dick pushed in and out of her huge tits as fast as he could move his hips. "What's the matter?" he said. "Didn't any of your boyfriends ever fuck those jugs of yours? Baby, they were made for it."

She knew she couldn't get away from him so she stopped struggling and let him tit fuck her. But it felt so strange. All that hard wet meat, coating her tits with sticky liquid, pressing really hard into, made her shiver all over.

"Come on, baby, don't let me do all the work," Steve said.

"What do you want me to do?" Barbara said.

She was ready to do anything for him now, just so it would be over soon.

"Use your hands," he said.

Barbara knew what he wanted. She slid her hands up her side and then cupped each firm tit. She pressed her hands together, pushing her milky flesh onto his cock, wrapping his sticky prick with her tits. Then she lifted her hands up and down, massaging his cock with her semen coated jugs. He was grinning now, louder with each stroke. She could feel the tip of his cock pulse faster and faster, quivering against her skin.

Then a hot glob of cum splattered onto her tits. The hot spermy liquid dripped down her mounds, coating her nipples with sticky white cream. The cum was still spitting out of his prick when he pushed her head forward. Jets of cream splashed the underside of her chin and then as she moved her head down all the way it shot into her mouth. Strands of semen dripped out of her lips and then he plunged his spurting dick into her open mouth, forcing it way into her throat. Barbara gagged at the size of it but she couldn't stop him. He held her head all the way down and rammed her mouth with his cock until his nuts slapped at her lips.

"Don't stop sucking, bitch, lap it up!" Steve said. Barbara sucked on his shaft, inhaling all of his cum while he fucked her mouth. A pool of semen gathered in her mouth, choking her as it slithered down her throat. When Steve slid his cock out of her mouth a flood of cum spilled from her lips. She spit it out, coughing and gagging. And he just laughed.