She heard the sound of the whip hitting, the splat as the leather riding crop hit her tender underside of her right breast. It took long seconds before the pain reached her brain. Then she screamed, "AAAAAGGGGHHH," never feeling such intense pain before. Her chest heaved up and down, her breathing ragged, pulling harder on her swollen and stretched nipples.
Uncle Bill could not wait, the whip slashing out on the unprotected underside of her other breast, her scream making his cock jerk in pleasure. Her body was held tightly, unable to stop the abuse of her body. He slashed the whip back and forth, moving closer to her stretched nipples each time. Her loudest scream came when the whip lashed at her areola and pulled on her stretched nipple.
The pain was intense, feeling like he was separating her nipple from her body. Tears were flowing from her eyes, her sobbing and crying unable to block out the sound of the leather punishing her young, tit flesh. Her body shuddered each time the crop bit into her tender flesh, the sound ringing out in the room, followed by her scream, her voice already hoarse. Her mother was on her fourth drink, having found an adequate male to buy her drinks and dance with her. His hands often lingered to long where it shouldn't but she grew up accepting the male domination of her body. She remembered Melissa and what she was doing, but the man next to her pulled her from the seat to dance, holding her close, his hard cock rubbing against her pussy. Melissa was soon forgotten as her pussy began to get wet. Uncle Bill stroked his cock as he looked down at her breasts, now criss-crossed with red marks, the whip taking a toll on her white flesh. Her nipples were dark red, swollen from the whip and the tight bondage of the string. He moved his hands down, encircling her breasts with his hands, feeling her flinch from the pain of having her whipped breasts touched. "No more, Uncle Bill, please no more, they hurt too much." He began to pull the string from the top of the chair, her breasts falling back down, the nipples still trapped. "Do you want the string off?" "Oh, yes, yes, they hurt so much. I can just barely feel them." She cried. He yanked on the strings, pulling them painfully from her nipples, abrading the nipple flesh as they tore off. "EEEEEWWWHH," she screamed. The pain as the string was torn off was bad, but as the blood returned to the tips, the shooting pain returned. "Are you read to make me cum, Melissa, or would you like some more punishment," stroking his cock, his balls full of cum, ready to unload upon her body. "Yes, anything, no more pain. Untie me and I will rub your penis real good. You can shoot on my breasts again, just don't touch them, they hurt so much." "I don't think I'm going to untie you yet. But you can make me cum." "What do you mean, untie me, I'll do it good Uncle Bill," her eyes pleading with him. "No, you are going to have to use your hot, little mouth this time." She was startled, not expecting that. He wanted to put his penis in her mouth. She wanted her to suck it. "You wouldn't shoot in my mouth, will you, Uncle Bill? Just shoot on my breasts again," she begged. "No, Melissa, you are going to have to take my cock in your mouth and suck me until I cum. Then I expect you to swallow it. Can you be a good girl and do that, Melissa? Or should I whip you some more, maybe between your legs, on your sex. Would you like that? For me to tie your legs open and take the riding crop onto your spread pussy?" "You wouldn't do that, would you Uncle Bill?" But she knew the answer. He would enjoy doing that to her. His penis twitching as he whipped her tender sex. It was bad enough on her breasts, she knew she could not stand a whipping between her legs. "I'll do it, Uncle Bill. I'll suck your penis real good and swallow it when you shoot. Just don't whip me anymore." His hands stroked her face, wiping her wet hair from her face, drying the tears on her cheeks. He traced his fingers over her lips, his finger sliding inside her mouth, her lips parted, not stopping him, knowing it would be fruitless. He stroked his cock and held it up to her face, jumping as it felt her hot breath on it. He saw the look on her face, the look of disgust at the task she must perform. "Open your mouth, Melissa, open it real wide. Make an "O" with your lips and I will feed you hot, little mouth my cock." She opened her mouth, wider, seeing how big his cock was, only inches from her lips. Slowly he eased his hips forward, the head of the cock sliding along her lips. She could feel the wetness lingering on her lips, her tongue accidentally touching it, tasking the salty fluid. It was thick, sticking to her tongue. "Now run your tongue over it like a good girl." He moaned in pleasure as he felt her hot, rough tongue move over the head of his cock, small drops of cum coaxed from the tip. "Oh, yes, such a hot mouth you have Melissa. Keep doing that and tighten your lips around it. Then gently suck in, as your tongue licks it like a lollypop. You can do that, can't you, Melissa. Lick my lollypop?" She could not move her head, her mouth only a receptacle for his penis. She gagged at the first taste of his cum, the salty taste awful, refusing to go down, lingering in her mouth. It continued to leak into her mouth, her tongue seemingly dragging it out, unable to prevent it from dripping into her mouth. She felt him lift up his balls and rub them on her chin, his cock pushing farther into her mouth, her tongue now around the underside of his penis, licking and lapping at the hot flesh. "MMMMGGG," the pain returning to her breasts, his hands no longer idle, squeezing the whip globes painfully. "Suck, Melissa, draw it into your mouth. OOOH, yes, Melissa. Are you sure you haven't sucked a cock before. You're awful good at this for a virgin. You must have got it from your mother, I hear she was good at sucking cock." He pushed more of his cock into her mouth, banging against the back, making her gag. He would not throat fuck her this time. Next time. He wanted her to learn how to suck his cock first. She felt the penis sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue running up and down his penis. She could feel the ridges and bumps on it, the veins shooting out from the sides, the rim on the head. Her tongue found the hole at the end, the tip of her tongue running back and forth over it, tasting the salty fluid leaking out. She would do anything not to be whipped, even if it meant sucking his penis. She sucked in, feeling the heavy penis slide farther into her mouth, his hips urging it forward. She choked when it pushed too far, but she was bound too tightly to prevent it. Uncle Bill had never felt such pleasure before. His hands continued to squeeze her whipped tits, her mouth sucking him harder, hoping to make him cum and stop abusing her whipped flesh. She seemed to be drawing in his cock, the slurping sound as his cock thrust in and out her tightly stretched lips, her lips pursed to suck in the hard cock.
He pulled his cock from her mouth and fed both of his balls in, her cheeks swelling as they were filled with his cum swollen balls. Her tongue lashed out on his ball sack, sucking the heavily laden sacks in deeper. He was ready to cum, unable to prevent it, her mouth just too good. He pushed his cock back into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around it, sucking the hard cock farther into her hot mouth.
"I'm going to cum, Melissa. Don't forget to swallow all of it. If you don't, I will whip you some more until I get hard again. Then you will suck my cock again until you learn."
"MMMGG," the only acknowledgment she could make, as she sucked his cock as best as she could. She had to make him cum so she could go. Her breasts hurt so badly, his fingers still inciting the pain from the whipping. She felt it push in deeper and then felt it shudder, his hips pushing forward, his cock banging against the back of her throat, making her gag. He pulled out a little, the bulbous head sitting on her tongue, shuddering as the first load of cum begin to shoot up from his balls. "GGGGRRGGLLE," the hot cum shooting into the confines of her virgin mouth, filling it rapidly with the salty, thick fluid. She swallowed once, the cum choking her as it slid slowly down her gullet into her stomach. She was afraid she would throw up.
It felt like she was sucking the cum from his balls, her mouth doing such delightful things to his cock. He shot his first load, hearing her gag as it shot to the back of her throat. Her tongue continued to lash at his cock, as she attempted to swallow his cum. Another shudder, his cock jerking as it spewed forth a ropey load of cum onto her tongue. Two more times he filled her mouth, hearing her swallowing before the next load filled her cheeks. A choke and a gag, but she still continued to suck, his fingers on her breasts coaxing her to perform as best as she could. Anything to make him cum and stop the molesting of her whipped breasts.
She finally felt it finishing, his cock now shrinking rapidly, not just a limp piece of flesh sitting on her tongue, the salty cum permeating her mouth. He pulled out, his hands pulling the leather straps from her body, her arms slumping down, the feelings have long gone from the bound appendages. He went back over to his chair and sat down, his cock happy and content, having dumped his load of cum deep into the hot confines of her young body. "You may go now, Melissa. I will see you next Friday," not even watching her as she dressed and hurriedly ran out the door.
Uncle Bill could not wait, the whip slashing out on the unprotected underside of her other breast, her scream making his cock jerk in pleasure. Her body was held tightly, unable to stop the abuse of her body. He slashed the whip back and forth, moving closer to her stretched nipples each time. Her loudest scream came when the whip lashed at her areola and pulled on her stretched nipple.
The pain was intense, feeling like he was separating her nipple from her body. Tears were flowing from her eyes, her sobbing and crying unable to block out the sound of the leather punishing her young, tit flesh. Her body shuddered each time the crop bit into her tender flesh, the sound ringing out in the room, followed by her scream, her voice already hoarse. Her mother was on her fourth drink, having found an adequate male to buy her drinks and dance with her. His hands often lingered to long where it shouldn't but she grew up accepting the male domination of her body. She remembered Melissa and what she was doing, but the man next to her pulled her from the seat to dance, holding her close, his hard cock rubbing against her pussy. Melissa was soon forgotten as her pussy began to get wet. Uncle Bill stroked his cock as he looked down at her breasts, now criss-crossed with red marks, the whip taking a toll on her white flesh. Her nipples were dark red, swollen from the whip and the tight bondage of the string. He moved his hands down, encircling her breasts with his hands, feeling her flinch from the pain of having her whipped breasts touched. "No more, Uncle Bill, please no more, they hurt too much." He began to pull the string from the top of the chair, her breasts falling back down, the nipples still trapped. "Do you want the string off?" "Oh, yes, yes, they hurt so much. I can just barely feel them." She cried. He yanked on the strings, pulling them painfully from her nipples, abrading the nipple flesh as they tore off. "EEEEEWWWHH," she screamed. The pain as the string was torn off was bad, but as the blood returned to the tips, the shooting pain returned. "Are you read to make me cum, Melissa, or would you like some more punishment," stroking his cock, his balls full of cum, ready to unload upon her body. "Yes, anything, no more pain. Untie me and I will rub your penis real good. You can shoot on my breasts again, just don't touch them, they hurt so much." "I don't think I'm going to untie you yet. But you can make me cum." "What do you mean, untie me, I'll do it good Uncle Bill," her eyes pleading with him. "No, you are going to have to use your hot, little mouth this time." She was startled, not expecting that. He wanted to put his penis in her mouth. She wanted her to suck it. "You wouldn't shoot in my mouth, will you, Uncle Bill? Just shoot on my breasts again," she begged. "No, Melissa, you are going to have to take my cock in your mouth and suck me until I cum. Then I expect you to swallow it. Can you be a good girl and do that, Melissa? Or should I whip you some more, maybe between your legs, on your sex. Would you like that? For me to tie your legs open and take the riding crop onto your spread pussy?" "You wouldn't do that, would you Uncle Bill?" But she knew the answer. He would enjoy doing that to her. His penis twitching as he whipped her tender sex. It was bad enough on her breasts, she knew she could not stand a whipping between her legs. "I'll do it, Uncle Bill. I'll suck your penis real good and swallow it when you shoot. Just don't whip me anymore." His hands stroked her face, wiping her wet hair from her face, drying the tears on her cheeks. He traced his fingers over her lips, his finger sliding inside her mouth, her lips parted, not stopping him, knowing it would be fruitless. He stroked his cock and held it up to her face, jumping as it felt her hot breath on it. He saw the look on her face, the look of disgust at the task she must perform. "Open your mouth, Melissa, open it real wide. Make an "O" with your lips and I will feed you hot, little mouth my cock." She opened her mouth, wider, seeing how big his cock was, only inches from her lips. Slowly he eased his hips forward, the head of the cock sliding along her lips. She could feel the wetness lingering on her lips, her tongue accidentally touching it, tasking the salty fluid. It was thick, sticking to her tongue. "Now run your tongue over it like a good girl." He moaned in pleasure as he felt her hot, rough tongue move over the head of his cock, small drops of cum coaxed from the tip. "Oh, yes, such a hot mouth you have Melissa. Keep doing that and tighten your lips around it. Then gently suck in, as your tongue licks it like a lollypop. You can do that, can't you, Melissa. Lick my lollypop?" She could not move her head, her mouth only a receptacle for his penis. She gagged at the first taste of his cum, the salty taste awful, refusing to go down, lingering in her mouth. It continued to leak into her mouth, her tongue seemingly dragging it out, unable to prevent it from dripping into her mouth. She felt him lift up his balls and rub them on her chin, his cock pushing farther into her mouth, her tongue now around the underside of his penis, licking and lapping at the hot flesh. "MMMMGGG," the pain returning to her breasts, his hands no longer idle, squeezing the whip globes painfully. "Suck, Melissa, draw it into your mouth. OOOH, yes, Melissa. Are you sure you haven't sucked a cock before. You're awful good at this for a virgin. You must have got it from your mother, I hear she was good at sucking cock." He pushed more of his cock into her mouth, banging against the back, making her gag. He would not throat fuck her this time. Next time. He wanted her to learn how to suck his cock first. She felt the penis sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue running up and down his penis. She could feel the ridges and bumps on it, the veins shooting out from the sides, the rim on the head. Her tongue found the hole at the end, the tip of her tongue running back and forth over it, tasting the salty fluid leaking out. She would do anything not to be whipped, even if it meant sucking his penis. She sucked in, feeling the heavy penis slide farther into her mouth, his hips urging it forward. She choked when it pushed too far, but she was bound too tightly to prevent it. Uncle Bill had never felt such pleasure before. His hands continued to squeeze her whipped tits, her mouth sucking him harder, hoping to make him cum and stop abusing her whipped flesh. She seemed to be drawing in his cock, the slurping sound as his cock thrust in and out her tightly stretched lips, her lips pursed to suck in the hard cock.
He pulled his cock from her mouth and fed both of his balls in, her cheeks swelling as they were filled with his cum swollen balls. Her tongue lashed out on his ball sack, sucking the heavily laden sacks in deeper. He was ready to cum, unable to prevent it, her mouth just too good. He pushed his cock back into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around it, sucking the hard cock farther into her hot mouth.
"I'm going to cum, Melissa. Don't forget to swallow all of it. If you don't, I will whip you some more until I get hard again. Then you will suck my cock again until you learn."
"MMMGG," the only acknowledgment she could make, as she sucked his cock as best as she could. She had to make him cum so she could go. Her breasts hurt so badly, his fingers still inciting the pain from the whipping. She felt it push in deeper and then felt it shudder, his hips pushing forward, his cock banging against the back of her throat, making her gag. He pulled out a little, the bulbous head sitting on her tongue, shuddering as the first load of cum begin to shoot up from his balls. "GGGGRRGGLLE," the hot cum shooting into the confines of her virgin mouth, filling it rapidly with the salty, thick fluid. She swallowed once, the cum choking her as it slid slowly down her gullet into her stomach. She was afraid she would throw up.
It felt like she was sucking the cum from his balls, her mouth doing such delightful things to his cock. He shot his first load, hearing her gag as it shot to the back of her throat. Her tongue continued to lash at his cock, as she attempted to swallow his cum. Another shudder, his cock jerking as it spewed forth a ropey load of cum onto her tongue. Two more times he filled her mouth, hearing her swallowing before the next load filled her cheeks. A choke and a gag, but she still continued to suck, his fingers on her breasts coaxing her to perform as best as she could. Anything to make him cum and stop the molesting of her whipped breasts.
She finally felt it finishing, his cock now shrinking rapidly, not just a limp piece of flesh sitting on her tongue, the salty cum permeating her mouth. He pulled out, his hands pulling the leather straps from her body, her arms slumping down, the feelings have long gone from the bound appendages. He went back over to his chair and sat down, his cock happy and content, having dumped his load of cum deep into the hot confines of her young body. "You may go now, Melissa. I will see you next Friday," not even watching her as she dressed and hurriedly ran out the door.