Billy was furious when Johnny told him the nasty things that Sally had said. "Let's go to her place and fix her little ass for bad-mouthing us!" Billy said, an evil glint in his eyes and a smirk on his mouth. "Listen, I know where we can get same rope, and do you remember what you did with that leather whip you bought down in Tijuana?"
"Yeah! It's in the house, but what are you gonna do with rope and a whip?" Johnny asked.
"Never you mind. Just meet me over at Sally's place in ten minutes." Billy dashed off without commenting further.
Sally stirred in her sleep when she heard the creaky wooden door to her small beach apartment being opened. Paying no attention to the noise, she rolled over on her stomach and dozed off, dreaming pleasantly.
Billy walked on tiptoes into Sally's bedroom and stood to one side of the four-poster bed. In his hands, he carried four strands of heavy rope, each strand about two feet long. He wore nothing but a pair of tight-fitting swim trunks. His upper lip was curled up in a nasty sneer, baring his straight, white teeth.
Less than a minute later, Johnny entered the small beach cottage. He closed and locked the front door after him, then strolled casually into Sally's bedroom. Gesturing to his brother, he grinned gleefully and held the whip aloft. It was a sturdy, brown, leather whip. The whip's handle was thick and about two feet in length. The whip itself was about three feet long, with a braided, black knot on its tip. It was indeed a menacing item.
Billy looked down at the naked, sleeping beauty, admiring the pretty face, the firm tits with pointed nipples surrounded by dark-brown areolas the size of sand dollars. Her narrow waist and bright red thatch of cunt-hair caught his gaze. Then his eyes brightened as he saw the plastic dildo lying casually between Sally's thighs. He reached down and picked up the dildo, holding it so that Johnny could see it, too. Looking closely at the girl's pussy, Billy could see little curds of dried pussyjuice. As he glowered at the beautiful, eighteen year-old redhead, his prick began to grow and stiffen in his swim trunks. A warm, glowing sensation shot through his prick, which began to throb as his cock-shaft swelled with red, hot blood. Sally was a gorgeous little bitch. That was certain. But she would get hers, and get it good. Billy didn't appreciate any fucking beach bunnies saying bad things about him. He had a reputation as a super stud. And he meant to keep it.
Billy tossed two of the ropes across the prone and sleeping body of Sally. Johnny easily caught them and stood by the bed, waiting for his brother to make the first move. Billy always had been the leader of the two brothers, the more aggressive boy.
Reaching down, Billy suddenly rolled Sally over onto her back. He grabbed her wrist and wrapped a rope around it, then affixed it tightly to the bedpost above her head. Johnny quickly tied her other wrist in the same manner.
Sally awoke, stunned with disbelief. "Wh-what are you doing to me?" she demanded, twisting about on the bed. The ropes cut cruelly into her flesh and she winced in pain. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes. When she blinked, tears trickled down her cheeks.
Billy and Johnny methodically bound her ankles to the bottom bedposts, tying the ropes tightly. She was bound firmly, her arms and legs splayed far apart, and her tits pointed upward, a look of fear and anger on her pretty face.
"You… you bastards!" she screeched. "Let me go, dammit! You have no right to tie me up like this. I won't stand for it!"
Billy laughed wickedly and held the plastic dildo before her wide-open eyes. "Look what I found, Sally. You've been dildo-fucking your cunt, haven't you?"
Sally was taken aback. Usually, as soon as she finished fucking her cunt with the dildo, she would hide it under the bed. This last time, she had forgotten. She felt so ashamed and guilt-ridden. "Oh, my God! Get away from me, both of you! This is my apartment, now get out!"
"Not until we're through with you, bitch!" Billy hissed. "What do you say to the idea of sucking my cock, you slut?"
"I say fuck you, you asshole!" she shouted. Sally tried to pull her hands free, but the only purpose that served was to intensify the horrible pain that she felt from the ropes which dug into her raw flesh.
"You'll be sorry for talking like that to me," Billy said coolly. "Johnny, throw me the whip," he instructed his brother.
Johnny tossed the whip to Billy, who caught it in mid-air. He uncoiled the whip and held it between his hands, right over Sally's upturned face. Her face turned ashen white, contorted with fear as she realized that Billy's stern face conveyed deadly seriousness.
"What are you going to do with that whip? You won't… you can't!" she protested loudly.
"Can't I? Watch me, bitch!" Billy said, sneering lewdly, licking his lips with his raspy tongue. He reached into his swim trunks and pulled out his prick which lurched and weaved above the girl's face. "By the time I get finished with you, you'll be begging to suck my cock, you filthy little bitch. You're gonna give me a great blowjob, or I'll beat the living shit out of you."
Sally spat at Billy, her spittle hitting him just under his eye and drooling down his face which became a contorted and grotesque mask of sheer evilness. Sally knew at once that she had made a big mistake, spitting at Billy. The boy had a terrible temper and there was no telling what he might do to her now.
"See how you like the taste of my whip, you slut!" shouted the angry boy as he reared back and lashed her up-thrust tits.
The whip whistled through the air and snapped hard and cruelly across her tender tit-flesh, which quivered when struck by the black, knotted tip of the biting whip.
"Aaaaiiiiii!" she wailed as the whip cut into her tits. "You… you bastard! You can't do this to me! Stop it at once! Stop it!"
Billy laughed and smirked at her. He wound up and let her have it again, slashing the whip down on her tits again, smiling lewdly as he watched her wince with pain.
She twitched and twisted about on the bed, moving awkwardly from side to side in a frantic effort to escape the slashing of the whip. It was impossible to evade the whip. She was helpless, bound hand and foot to the bedposts, unable to move more than a few inches. Her hips could move a bit farther, but not enough for her to be able to get out of the way of the whip as it descended on her ripe, young tits. She let out a chilling scream, but Billy paid her no mind. He thrashed her unmercifully. From the leering grin on his face, it seemed as though he was actually enjoying watching her suffer.
Snap-crack the whip sounded as it fell relentlessly down on her quivering tits. Her nipples puckered and pointed upward, her areolas dotted with goose-bumps.
Sally had never before experienced such dreadful pain. She shuddered, closed her eyes, clenched her teeth – attempting to endure the agony as best she could. But there was no way to shut out the horrid pain which coursed through her firm, quaking tits. She gasped for breath, her tortured tits heaving upward, providing a perfect target for Billy as he aimed the whip at her puckered nipples.
Snap-crack! He flogged her tits joyously, relishing the fact that the tormented young girl was shrieking in terror, her eyes showing her fear and horror.
"You fucking bitch! Whore! Beg to suck my cock, you cunt! Beg to suck my prick, or I'll keep whipping you!" he shouted.
"Nooooooo!" she yelled, her shouts of torment and protest filling the small beach cottage. Sally was slipping into hysterical delirium, shocked and over come with grief, writhing about helplessly under the blows from the whip. Her tits were burning with pain, agonizing, gut-wrenching pain!
"Whip her harder!" Johnny shouted. "Give it to the bitch! She deserves a good belting, the cunt!" He stripped off his swim trunks and reached down, rubbing his bails with his cupped hand, hefting his constricted ball-sac as he watched his brother whip the writhing, bound young girl.
Johnny's eyes glazed over with the unmistakable look of lust as he savored the vicious flogging that Billy was giving the girl's quivering tits. "Whip her cunt, Billy! Get the bitch nice and hot! I wanna fuck her pussy!"
Sally couldn't believe what she was hearing. She turned to look at Johnny and was stunned to see that he was busily stroking his prick to a mighty erection. The rope-like veins that ran the length of his cock-stalk were engorged with blood as he pumped his fist up and down, masturbating right in front of the tortured young girl, unashamed, unabashed by the fact that Sally was watching him stroke his prick. In fact, it seemed as though he was enjoying having her watch him rub his prick to erection. What kind of boys were these brothers? Sally wondered. She was totally confused, having never experienced such evil and debauched men before. She hadn't even been fucked before she met Johnny and Billy. Billy had taken her cherry only two weeks before it had hurt like hell, she recalled, when the tip of the boy's prick tore through her cherry, taking her virginity. She had fucked both Johnny and Billy since then, but she had failed to reach a climax – while both boys managed to come in her pussy. And now Billy was whipping her, while Johnny stood by stroking his cock lewdly as he watched his brother abuse her tits. Sally wished she had never even met the two nasty boys.
"Please! Don't whip me any more!" she begged in a high-pitched voice that betrayed her horror and sense of degradation. "Please, I can't stand it! You're going to kill me with that whip!"
Billy's lips curled in a cruel sneer as he looked at her red-thatched pussy which glimmered in the harsh light that came from a singular, overhead light bulb that hung from the ceiling. Sally didn't know what to think. Billy had been rough with her when he had fucked her, but now he had the look of a deranged man. Would he go absolutely insane and damage her tender young body beyond repair? she wondered.
"Listen to me, bitch!" Billy snorted. "I want you to suck my cock, and I refuse to take no for an answer! You understand?" Before she had a chance to answer, he cocked the whip and sent it flying through the air, flailing at her pussy-mound. The whip landed on her cunt and she arched her hips in response as pain shot through her tortured pussy. The pain that welled up in her cunt was excruciating. "Aaaaaeeee!" she screeched, twitching convulsively on the bed, her wrists and ankles aching from the ropes which tore into her flesh every time that she moved. Cunt-juice leaked out of her pussy, and Sally didn't understand this strange reaction to the whipping. How could she possibly get turned on by being cruelly whipped. She glanced down at her tits, which quivered uncontrollably. She looked down in strange fascination at her naked body. Fortunately, the vicious whipping had left no marks on her tanned skin. Then she glanced up at Billy who was tugging off his swim trunks as he leered at her, his face contorted with evil lust. He still held the whip in his fist and he raised it high over his head, bringing it down across her cunt again.
Snap-craaack! She flinched and tightened the muscles in her firm ass-cheeks, trying to draw away from the thrashing whip which slashed into her pussy. The knotted tip of the whip flicked across her cunt which stood up erect and stiff, protruding from her fleshy cunthole sheath. Her clit throbbed and spasmed and she shrieked in terror.
Billy thrust the whip aside and climbed onto the bed. He straddled her face, placing his knees on her upper arms, putting the entire weight of his body on her biceps. She struggled under his weight, but there was no way to relieve the pain that racked her body.
Billy gripped the base of his cock which was covered with thick blue veins. He guided his cock-knob toward her mouth. "Are you ready to suck my prick now, bitch?" he hissed wetly, little drops of spittle landing on her red, flushed cheeks. "I think you're ready! Yeah, I think you're gonna give me a great blowjob! Ain't that right?"
She shook her head from side to side in refusal. "You nasty son of a bitch! You'll be sorry! Damned sorry! This is rape! I'll report you to the cops and they'll throw your ass in jail, Billy!" she threatened.
His eyes glazed over and he raised his hand. He brought his open palm down across her mouth. It was a powerful slap which rattled her teeth. Slap! Slap! Slap! Three more times in quick succession he slapped the helpless young girl, who was bound spread-eagled on her bed.
"Owwwwwww!" she shrieked as he slapped her. She looked up at him, but she could discern no look of remorse or pity on his hardened features. Still, if she wanted to retain any sense of dignity, she would have to refuse to suck his prick.
He rubbed his cock-knob into her face, laughing heartily as the tip of his prick slid into her eye sockets and over her nose. "Open your mouth, bitch!" he commanded harshly. "Open your mouth. Spread your lips and take my cock into your mouth, you slut!"
Roughly, he spread her lips apart, prying her mouth open with his thumbs. Then he plunged his prick between her lips. His weighty balls slapped beneath her chin and he pressed his knees into her biceps.
She flinched and tried to scream out in agony, but her mouth was stuffed with his hard prick.
"Now suck my cock, you slut! Suck my prick until I shoot my load into your stomach! Give me a good blowjob or I'll whip you some more!" he commanded threateningly. His voice was harsh and strained. Billy began to pump his cock into her mouth, moaning with pleasure as he face-fucked the bound and spread-eagled young girl.
"Ummmmppphhh! Yeah! Nice mouth! Fits just right around my big cock!" he muttered obscenely as he ground his hips, driving his prick deep into her mouth. "Suck, you whore! Suck my cock!"
Reluctantly, Sally obeyed Billy's lewd command. Her tongue swirled around his cock-knob and she pursed her lips, slurping his lengthy cock-shaft into her hot mouth. She was completely humiliated, but she didn't think that it would be wise to disobey the brutal boy. He was determined to face-fuck her, and there was really no way that she could safely refuse to suck his prick.
She gurgled and made lewd, loud sucking noises as her tongue caressed his mighty cock-shaft with long, tantalizing licking and lapping motions that drove Billy wild with passion. His prick twitched and lurched deep into her mouth, his prick-tip banging roughly into the linings of her mouth, raking across her red tonsils which became raw and sore from the irritation.
"Unnnhhhh! Nnnhhhhh! Yeah! Suck my prick, cock-sucker! Cock-sucking slut, bitch, whore!" He panted obscenely and cursed at the poor, bound and helpless young girl as she sucked hard on his prick, giving him the blowjob of his life. Billy didn't seem to be able to get enough of the wild and illicit sex. "Suck my prick harder, you fucking cunt!" he screamed as he wriggled, his hips and gyrated his lower torso, grinding his balls into her chin and neck, his cock-knob pounding ruthlessly into the back of her mouth, rubbing roughly across her tonsils. "Yeah, that's better, cock-sucker! Suck! Suck! Suck my cock, you bitch!"
Sally was disgusted and repulsed at what was happening to her. Billy was raping her mouth, face-fucking her brutally as he shouted lewd obscenities at her, methodically degrading and defiling her. This crude, vile boy was purposely abusing her, raping her mouth for his own sadistic sexual pleasure. And, she couldn't stomach the epithets that he was screaming at her, the crude names that he was intent on calling her. She was not a whore or a slut, and she wished that she could shout back at the obscene boy who straddled her face and fucked her mouth. But, that was out of the question. Her mouth was filled to overflowing with his rock-hard prick. Her jaws began to ache terribly, but she could do nothing to relieve the pain. His prick was buried balls-deep in her mouth, sluicing in and out, slicing crudely between her full, red lips, splitting her lips apart with every powerful cock-thrust.
"Unnghhhhh! Hot fucking mouth on this bitch!" Billy exclaimed, addressing his lewd remarks to his brother Johnny who stood beside the bed, jerking his cock between his fingers, breathing heavily.
Sally glanced in Johnny's direction and was thunderstruck, astonished at what she saw. The purplish, bloated cock-knob that protruded from Johnny's pumping fist looked menacing. She was shocked to see how large and hard his prick had grown as he jacked off before her eyes. Johnny was totally unashamed. In fact, he even seemed to get off on having her watch him as he jerked his prick. "Yeah, face-fuck the cunt! Give her pouty little mouth a good fucking workout!" Johnny exclaimed, goading his brother and to do his worst. "Get the bitch all warmed up for me so I can fuck her pussy! I want her twat nice and juicy and hot!"
Thoroughly debased, Sally kept sucking Billy's prick, looking up into his sweating face, pleading silently with her eyes for him to cease behaving so brutally and wickedly. Billy paid her no mind. He groaned with ecstasy, his cock hot and throbbing with every plunging movement into her slurping mouth.
Billy's cock had grown to enormous proportions in her sucking mouth. She felt as though she were about to gag, but she managed to hang on, sucking his cock-knob deep into her aching throat. Saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth and leaked down her chin, dripping onto Billy's tightly constricted ball-sac. His balls were damp with perspiration and Sally could smell the pungent aroma of his leathery nut-sac as she breathed in air to fill her lungs. Her tits heaved as she gasped for much-needed oxygen. The pain in her aching jaws was agonizing, and still his prick grew bigger and bigger as she, sucked his mighty, throbbing cock-shaft. Her stomach felt like it was turning over and she choked back the urge to vomit. She looked down as he plunged forward, his prick tearing through her lips and into her mouth. She could see the base of his hairy cock, several inches of which remained outside her lips even when his cock was deep in her slurping mouth. She was astounded that Billy's thick prick could get so big and long.
"Keep on sucking my cock, you slut! I'm gonna come soon, and when I do I want to feel you sucking the cum out of my cock. I want you to milk my prick and drink all of my cum down your fucking throat!"
"Yeah!" Johnny chimed in, his voice coming from the edge of the bed. "Meanwhile, I'm gonna warm her little pussy up and get her nice and juicy! I want her pussy hot and slick when I ram my prick up her snatch!"
Sally wasn't sure what Johnny was preparing to do down there, but she knew damned well that whatever it was she wouldn't appreciate it.
"See how you like this, Sally," Johnny said as he reached down and gripped her cunt-lips with his fingertips. He began to roughly massage her pink pussy-lips which trembled convulsively at his lewd touch. Without warning, Johnny rammed his middle finger up her cunt. Instinctively, her pussy muscles clenched around the boy's intruding finger. He was rubbing his fingertip across her rippling cunt-walls, watching with fascination as his finger burrowed deep into her tight pussy.
Before Sally even had a chance to reflect on the unwanted finger-fucking, Billy's body stiffened and he gasped loudly. "Unnnghhhhh! Aaahhh! Yeah! I'm… I'm coming! Suck my cum down, you whore! Drink it!"
A huge wad of jism spurted out of the boy's cock-slit and rushed into her, washing across her throat and bathing the walls and linings of her aching mouth. Her mouth filled up with scalding jism and her checks puffed out as she tried to avoid swallowing his vile jism. But Billy wasn't giving her a chance to spit his jism out. He refused to allow it.
"Drink it, bitch! Drink my cum! Gulp it down your throat!" he commanded harshly. "Drink it all down!" He hammered his prick faster and faster into her sucking mouth, his cock-silt shooting thick gobs of cum into her throat. Finally, it became impossible to hold his jism in her cheek pouches. She resigned herself to the ugly fact that she would simply have to obey the boy and swallow his cum.
The poor, piteous young girl shuddered as she opened her gullet and gulped down a load of his jism, the sticky fluid coating the walls of her throat as she obediently accomplished the degrading task. His cum was shooting out of his prick-tip and into her mouth in jet streams.
"Milk it! Milk my prick with your lips, you slut! Drink my cum, you bitch!" he bellowed crudely, gyrating his hips swiftly, his balls constricted, pumping more and more cum through his stiff and bloated prick-shaft. His cock-slit spewed forth with thick gobs of cum that shot down her throat.
She nursed his cock-knob, slurping out his jism. She despised Billy, hated him with a passion. She never would have believed that any man could treat a young, defenseless girl in such a crude and brutal manner. She was repulsed at being forced to suck the cum out of his piss-slit, but what else could she do? she thought. The obvious answer was nothing. She could feel his cock-shaft getting softer, shriveling between her lips and becoming small and flaccid as she sucked it dry. What troubled her now was what was happening to her pussy. Johnny was gripping her cunt between his fingers, pulling it out of its protective sheath. He would rake his fingernail across her stretched clit fiber, then allow her cut to snap back. It hurt to have the evil boy manipulating her so roughly.
"Unnhhh! Yeah, that was an excellent blowjob, Sally! Very well done! Shit, now I know just where to come whenever I want my cock sucked by an expert! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Billy sat back on his haunches and gripped his cock. He squeezed the base of his prick and a drop of cum oozed obscenely out of his cock-slit. "Hey, you forgot some," he said, his eyes flashing animatedly as though he had just made some great, new discovery. "Lick my prick clean, cock-sucker!" he commanded, his jaw set with determination to degrade her even further. She could tell that Billy savored every debauched moment. He was a brutal young man who got kinky kicks out of humiliating her sexually, watching her writhe about in her bonds, tied up to the bedposts in her own apartment, forced to submit to his decadent sexual depravities. He looked on with a cruel, sadistic sneer. "Come on, now finish the job. Lick my cock clean."
Snaking her tongue out of her mouth, she licked the tip of Billy's drooling cock, tasting his salty jism. She swirled her tongue back into her mouth and gulped the final drop of the boy's jism down her throat, feeling disgusted.
She hoped that Billy would end this horrid scene of sexual depravity, but the boy slipped off the side of the bed and goaded his brother on. "Hey, ream out her pussy with this," Billy said, flinging the whip at Johnny.
Johnny caught the whip in mid-air and looked at it carefully, trying to figure out how to use it on the girl's cunt. He shrugged, and prepared to throw the whip on the floor, but Billy held out his hand, gesturing to Johnny. He had an idea. His eyes gleamed with joy. "Use the whip handle on her pussy. It'll fit her cunt! I bet it will!"
"You think so?" Johnny replied with increased interest. "Her pussy is pretty tight, you know. This whip handle might be too big around for her. It might hurt her cunt."
"So what," Billy said, shrugging his shoulders. "It'll teach the little cunt to mess around with us, and she'll know better than to try and call the cops on us."
Sally was stricken with horror. She opened her eyes wide and looked from one boy to the other, hoping to detect some sense of sympathy or compassion in their faces. She saw none. "You can't do that to me! It will hurt my pussy! It's too big for my pussy! You can't put that thing inside of my…"
"Shut the fuck up!" Billy shouted as he moved forward and slapped her hard across the mouth.
"I don't know," Johnny said. "She might be right!"
"Fuck her! Fuck her with the whip handle. If you don't do it, I will!" Billy was deadly serious.
"Okay, I'll give it a try. Hold tight, Sally. See how this feels in your pussy." Johnny began to rub the tip of the thick leather whip handle across her sensitive cunt. Her cunt became erect instantly and throbbed as it came into contact with the butt of the whip handle.
"Ohhhh, good God! That… that feels terrible!" she yelped. She whimpered and wept hard, feeling completely frustrated, unable to escape the crude whip handle as it raked across her cunt. Her clit twitched in response to the grotesque caress. Pussy-juice began to chum about in her cunt and rim down her thighs.
The two boys looked down at her cunt and smiled as they watched her pussy become slick with slippery pussy-nectar.
Johnny slid the whip handle between Sally's juicy cunt-lips, but it was too thick to penetrate her pussy. Her cunt-lips folded inward, into her cunt channel. Frustrated, Johnny pulled the whip handle out of her cunt. "Shit! It's too fucking big for her twat, Billy," he said with a tinge of exasperation in his voice.
"We can do it," Billy replied, undaunted. "Let me help." He reached down and gripped the folds of her outer pussy-lips, pulling them out, stretching her cunt-lips to the absolute limit. "Now try it. Shove that whip handle in her fucking pussy now. As long as I keep her cunt-lips out of the way, it'll go in. I bet it does."
"Here goes," Johnny said. He slid the whip handle between her pussy-lips, which glistened with cunt-juice. The whip handle was thick and it was a tight fit, but Johnny managed to shove it into the entrance to her tight cunt. "Hey, I think this is gonna work," he said, beaming with joy. Johnny was grinning from ear to ear, and he seemed to take some sort of perverse pride in this crude manner of abusing the girl's pussy.
"Stop it! Please! I beg of you!" Sally shrieked as she felt the whip handle slicing inch-by-inch into her hot pussy. "I hate you, you bastard! You sick, perverted bastards! To hell with both of you! You'll pay for this!"
"Fuck you, Sally. You can't do shit. You, can't prove nothing against us. Me and Johnny are the only witnesses here, and we're not about to rat on ourselves, you fucking idiot. You'd better just shut your fucking mouth. Just grin and bear it, bitch!" Billy bellowed. He shot her a mean look.
If looks could kill. Sally thought, she would be dead right now. Billy didn't take kindly to threats. Hell, she was bound helplessly to the bedposts, the thick butt of a whip being shoved up her cunt. She could complain all she wanted, but it wouldn't do her a damned bit of good. Not now!
Johnny worked the whip handle deeper and deeper into Sally's cunt. The leather whip handle reamed along her tight cunt-walls which clenched automatically, holding the leather whip handle tightly in her cunt. She tried to relax the muscles in her pussy so that the pain would not be so intense, but it was impossible. Her pussy was being brutally reamed out.
"Shit, this is great!" Johnny enthused. "Should I shove it in deeper?"
"You bet! Her cunt can take it, and tough shit if it can't!" Billy replied nastily. "Pump that whip handle in and out of her cunt."
Johnny followed his brother's instructions, slamming away at her cunt, shoving the thick, leather whip handle into the heated depths of Sally's tortured pussy.
"Aaaaaeeee!" she wailed as she felt her cunt being reamed out. The pain was almost unbearable. She nearly blacked out as she writhed about. Her wrists and ankles were chafed and sore from the ropes which dug ruthlessly into her flesh. Whenever she turned and twisted. She was drowning in a sea of pain and degradation. The indignity of it all – being fucked by the butt end of a whip! But her screams of protest and agony only seemed to turn the boys on. They had vicious looks pasted to their faces as they tortured her, thrusting the whip handle deep into her cunt.
Her pussy felt like it was burning up. She bucked and writhed about on the bed, straining uselessly at her bonds, screeching with pain and frustration.
Johnny roughly pulled the whip handle out of her cunt and hold it in the air above her. He twirled the whip handle in the light and Sally could see that it was covered with slippery cunt-juice.
Billy grabbed the whip out of Johnny's hand and plunged the glistening butt of the whip into Sally's mouth, laughing sadistically as he twirled the whip handle around in her mouth, forcing her to taste and slurp down her own curds of pussy-juice. It was a distasteful task, but she did it. She had no choice in the matter.
Billy yanked the whip handle out of her mouth, nearly pulling out her front teeth. He flung it aside and shook his head with disgust.
"You look like a bag of shit, Sally. Christ, I don't even know if my brother even wants to fuck you now," Billy said cruelly.
Sally looked past Billy and saw Johnny's cock standing out proudly from his waist. His cock was stiff and hard, his cock-knob twitching with sexual desire. Johnny wanted to fuck her all right. There was no question about that. There was an unmistakable look of wicked lust on his handsome face. He stepped forward, holding his prick in his fist, jacking off and getting his cock ready to fuck the tortured young girl.
She screamed as he came at her, ready to give her a hard fucking.