A Weekend With Natasha and Rachel

Part 4 - Friday night

The sun was setting and the room starting to get dark. Standing by the pool, sipping a cocktail, I looked out over the lights of the city. It was a beautiful evening. On the table beside me were the remnants of the meal Frank, Ted and I had just enjoyed. Even though he was a hell of a pervert, Ted was a damn fine cook and had rustled up something real special from the food he had found in the kitchen.

I noticed that Frank and Ted were over on the other side of the pool, fooling around on the lawn with a Frisbee they had found. Rachel's Great Dane was joining in, barking, jumping around and having a great time.

Taking a final lungful of the crisp clear air, I stepped back into the house. Both the girls were where we had left them. Natasha still hung bound and gagged from the ceiling by her wrists, her tits constricted by ropes and covered in dry wax, a knotted rope biting deep into her slit, itself still wet and sticky from chocolate syrup and the attentions of the dog, her legs kept painfully in a wide-V shape by a leg spreader. And Rachel: Rachel still lay naked and gagged on the coffee table, cruelly exposed, in a pool of chocolate syrup, dog drool and piss.

I looked back out at Frank and Ted still playing around outside in the fading light. I sighed: Time to get back to work. I called out to the guys and watched as they trudged slowly back indoors.

We all sat down on the couch and relaxed, admiring our handiwork, making a few obscene comments about our captives now and then. “These girls look kinda messy, boys,” I said after a while, “Guess its time to clean ‘em up and have some more fun. Take ‘em out by the pool and get ‘em cleaned.”

Frank and Ted stood up, each grabbing one end of the coffee table to which Rachel was still securely tied. With difficulty, they lifted the table and half-carried, half dragged the bound girl plus table out of the glass doors to the pool area, grunting and swearing as they did so. Returning to the living area, Ted untied the rope from the other table in the room, letting the rope holding Natasha's arms over her head slip back over the rafter. Natasha's body, exhausted from being suspended for so long, went limp and, and unable to stand properly anyway because of the leg-spreader, she part collapsed into Frank's arms. Frank let Natasha fall forward slightly and her arms fall in front of her, and he and Ted each grabbed her under an armpit. They then half-carried the still bound and gagged girl, her legs still spread wide open, out to the pool area, her feet dragging on the floor. Out in the pool area next to Rachel, the rope was slung over a beam passing over part of the sun deck and the guys fixed Natasha back in the position she had been in the living area with her arms tied high above her head.

I followed Frank and Ted outside. “Lovely evening, ladies,” I said, “Hope its not too cold out here for you.” It was still warm but getting colder, and I could see the effects of the colder air on the girls' bodies: goose bumps, erect nipples, slight shivering.

“Now let's get you dirty girls cleaned up, shall we?” I continued, “Frank, will you do the honors?”

Frank picked up a long green garden hose and turned on the tap. Placing his hand under the stream of water, he tested the temperature, “Give me a minute or so, boss. Just want to make sure its cold enough.” Ted sniggered at the thought as he set up the video camera to capture the girls‘ further humiliation.

Walking over to Rachel, I ripped the duct tape off her face and pulled the spit-soaked panties out of her mouth, throwing them to one side. Meanwhile Ted removed the gag on Natasha. I wanted to hear them scream when Frank cleaned them off. The house was in a remote location so it was unlikely anyone would hear the girls scream, and anyway it would be a buzz.

“OK boss, stand back,” said Frank, obviously pleased with the temperature of the water. As I stepped back, Frank turned the water pressure up and placed his thumb half over the nozzle so that a concentrated stream of icy water jetted with some force out of the hose.

Frank approached Rachel and aimed the jet at her crotch. Rachel squealed loudly as the ice cold water splashed over her pussy. She began to writhe and wriggle, squealing and screaming all the time, “Oh God, Oh God, aaaeeeeeeeeee, oh oh oh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, oh oh, predecease, ahhhhhhhhh.” The freezing water gushed over her pussy and belly. After 30 seconds or so, Frank removed his thumb from the nozzle and the jet of water streaming over Rachel ceased. Rachel lay shivering on the table in a pool of icy water, breathing heavily, recovering from the cold blast of water she had been subjected to.

Now it was Natasha's turn. Standing back, Frank placed his thumb half over the nozzle and aimed it at Natasha, hanging naked and exposed in front of him. A pleasing wail of discomfort was wrenched from Natasha's mouth as the jet of icy water struck her stretched and exposed pussy. Such was the force of the blast that the two clothes pins still attached to her vaginal lips were knocked clean off. She began to thrash around on the rope, squealing like a stuck pig all the time, as the water gushed over her. Slowly, Frank moved the stream of water up over her belly and then over her tightly bound breasts. The clothes pins bounced around as the water jet knocked them back and forth. Frank aimed at Natasha's face, stifling her screams a little. Thrashing her head back and forth, Natasha screamed and squealed as the cold water jetted in her face and ran down her body in rivers. After about a minute of moving the icy jet up and down her naked body, Frank passed the hose to me.

I walked closer to Natasha, her body dripping in rivulets of the icy water. Placing my thumb over the nozzle, I produced a concentrated strong jet of cold water. Standing close to the helpless girl, I carefully aimed the jet at Natasha's stretched pussy and ran the icy stream up and down her exposed lips. Natasha's moans and squeals increased as the icy water stimulated her clit. Her breath was coming in short sharp sighs, and with each outward breath, she gave a breathy orgasmic moan as she got nearer and nearer to cumming. I wasn't going to allow this slut the pleasure of cumming though.

As she approached orgasm, I switched the hose off and stepped back. The only sound was the pitiful whimpering of Natasha, now thoroughly soaked, the water still dripping off her nude body, wriggling around on the rope, desperate to cum.

“Do you want to cum, you piece of trash?” I asked her.

“Oh please, sir,” the cumwhore moaned, “Pleeeease. I need to cum so bad. Pleeeeease. Oh pleeeeease, make me cum.”

Frank, Ted and I just burst into laughter, seeing this sopping wet little whore bouncing around on the rope, grinding her crotch up and down in a desperate attempt to rub her swollen clit and cum.

“What a fucking tramp,” Ted said, grinning from ear to ear.

“Yeah,” agreed Frank, “She needs to be taught a lesson, don't you think?”

“I couldn't agree more, “ I replied, “OK boys. Cut that bitch down, untie the other one and bring them to me.”

Frank moved towards Natasha and Ted towards Rachel. Frank unfastened the leg spreader; Natasha stretched and flexed her legs in relief as the bar was removed. Then he untied the rope holding Natasha's hands above her head, allowing Natasha to fall to her knees in exhaustion, her hands still tied in front of her, her tits still painfully bound in rope with clothespins attached to her nipples, and the knotted rope still biting into her cunt.

“Make sure she keeps her hands away from her pussy, Frank,” I called, as Frank untied Natasha's wrists, “We don't want her making herself cum.”

“Get on all fours, you worthless fuck,” ordered Frank and Natasha wearily obeyed. She looked so helpless there on her hands and knees, her naked body bound tightly in rope, tits dangling, wet hair falling across her face.

Meanwhile Ted untied Rachel, his hands running lasciviously over her naked body as he did so. Once untied, Ted also ordered her onto her hands and knees. Rachel obeyed and knelt on all fours, breathing heavily.

The two girls were now next to each other on all fours, heads bowed, dripping water onto the floor. The guys then attached leather dog collars around the girls' necks and clipped leashes to rings on the collars. Frank and Ted then gave the leashes sharp tugs and headed back indoors to where I was waiting, sitting on the couch, sipping some red wine. The girls obediently crawled on their leashes behind the boys like obedient puppy dogs. I grinned as I watched them crawl, their boobs swinging seductively, their heads bowed in submission.

Frank and Ted seated themselves on either side of me on the couch, still holding the leashes. The girls were now on all fours in front of me, Rachel to my left and Natasha to my right. A video camera whirred to one side, filming what was happening.

“Kneel,” I ordered, “Hands on head.”

The girls obeyed. They looked so vulnerable and exposed kneeling there in front of us with their hands on their head. Natasha's tanned skin glistened with water from the drenching she had been subjected to earlier, her tits crimson red from the ropes constricting them. Light red welts criss-crossed her tits, belly and crotch, the remnant of the whipping she had received earlier that day. Her dark hair hung dank onto her shoulders. The clothespins on her tits jiggled as she moved. Despite the soaking she had received, wax blobs still clung to her bulbous breasts. Her pussy was red and moist and she squirmed slightly as she knelt, obviously still aroused, trying to stimulate herself with the knotted rope like the slut she was. The expression on her face was one of abject submission and humiliation.

Rachel, like her sister, was totally naked, her skin shining and wet from the earlier soaking. Streaks of eyeliner ran down her cheeks. Her pert breasts jutted out as she arched her back, the nipples hard and erect. The moist red lips of her warm pussy were clearly visible in her blonde pubes. She bit her lip nervously as she waited for our next move, hands placed submissively on her head.

“Look at them,” I sneered, “Sitting in front of us on their leashes like the dogs they are. Bark for us, puppies. Show us what bitches you really are.”

Natasha and Rachel began to make barking noises: “Woof, woof, woof.” It really was pathetic what we could make these whores do. It was difficult to stifle our laughter.

“Natasha, what are you?” I said after listening to them bark and whine for 30 seconds or so.

“I'm a dog, sir.”

“You can do better than that, Natasha,” I said, “Come on, use your imagination. You know the sort of words to use.”

“I'm a dirty filthy little bitch, sir,” the embarrassed little slut said. Frank chucked evilly as she spoke, rubbing his crotch expectantly.

“And you, Rachel? What about you?”

“I'm a nasty little whore, sir, a dirty puppy.”

“Yes Rachel, a dirty little puppy. Very good. I think you girls are learning,” I replied.

I nodded to Ted and he got up and walked out of the room. “Now then, girls, you must be hungry. Are you?” Not waiting for their response, I continued, “Well, its time you had something to eat.”

Ted returned to the room, carrying a tray. He placed the tray on the floor. On the tray were two plates of steak and vegetables in gravy.

“Looks good, huh, girls? You hungry now?” I said as Ted placed the two plates on the floor, one in front of each of the girls. The kneeling girls did not move, suspecting no doubt some trick at their expense. Now, would I do that?

“Wait a minute, Ted,” I suddenly exclaimed, “Has the other dog, the Great Dane, been fed yet?”

“Er, no, boss, it hasn't,” Ted replied with a evil laugh.

“Can't have the dog going hungry whilst these two whores fill their stomachs. Fetch the dog. See if it needs to eat.”

I turned to Natasha and Rachel, still kneeling on the floor with their hands on their head, “Sorry, girls.” Ted appeared with the dog on a leash and led it to the plates. Hungrily, the dog wolfed down the contents of first one plate and then the other, even licking up all the gravy, leaving not a morsel behind. The two girls looked crestfallen and scared, wondering what was going to happen. Ted took the dog out of the room and returned, standing next to me, carrying another tray. From Natasha and Rachel's position, they were unable to see what, if anything, was on the tray

“Oh dear,” I said mockingly, “Seems like the dog has eaten your food. Ted, do we have any other food in the house.”

“Only thing I could find was the dog food, boss,” Ted said and lowered the tray to the girl's eye level. Resting on the tray was a large red plastic dog bowl filled with foul smelling dog food. The lumps of gristly meat glistened in the meat juices and jelly. I lifted the bowl off the tray and placed it on the floor in front of the two sluts, who were now trembling and obviously not looking forward to what they were about to be ordered to do.

“Doesn't look very appetising, does it,” I said, “Boys, haven't you got anything to make it a little more palatable.”

Frank stood, reaching inside the holdall and pulling out a small jar, “Funny you should ask but before we set off today, I got twenty guys to jack off into this jar for me.” Frank crouched down and held the jar at the girl's eye level. Tipping the jar slightly, he swirled the contents round inside the glass container, showing the horrified Natasha and Rachel that it was about half full with thick viscous sperm.

Laughing, he unscrewed the lid of the jar and held it a few feet above the dog food. Slowly, Frank tipped the sticky white cum over the dog food, letting it run slowly in a long glutinous stream onto the meat. Soon a thick gooey puddle of cum covered the whole top surface of the dog food, and large sticky pools of sperm collected in the bowl.

“Get your heads into that bowl and eat,” I ordered, “ And make sure you lick that bowl clean. There'd better not be any food or cum left in that bowl when you've finished.”

The girls hesitated. One glance from me was enough however to persuade them that resistance was futile. Given the bowl belonged to a Great Dane, there was ample room for them both to use the bowl at the same time.

Rachel slowly and reluctantly went down onto all fours and lowered her face towards the bowl. Sticking her tongue out, she gingerly probed the sticky surface with the tip, grimacing as she tasted the stale spunk covered meat. Natasha approached from the other side, the clothespins on her large pendulous breasts clacking against the plastic bowl. Slowly, she took a bite, the expression on her face one of disgust. Mechanically, she chewed the grisly lumps of cum covered meat, gagging slightly as she did so. Rachel followed suit, a trickle of cum running down her cheek.

“Fucking hell,” I exclaimed, “We're going to be here all fucking night. Get your faces in there.” I pressed my foot down on the back of Rachel's head and pushed her face into the sticky mess to mocking laughter from the guys. When she lifted her face up, it was smeared with meat juices and cum. Her eyes pleaded for mercy to no avail.

The sluts continued to cough and chew, cough and chew, spluttering their way through the horrible mess. I could see they were nearly finished. All that was left was a pool of meat juice and cum puddled in the bottom of the bowl. “Natasha,” I commanded, “Get your slutty face in there and lick it up. Rachel, kneel, hands on head.” Rachel obeyed, the remnants of her meal splattered on her face and around her mouth, stale cum trickling down her chin and between her breasts.

Natasha meanwhile forced her face into the bowl and began to lap at the sticky foul smelling mixture caked all over it. Her head bobbed up and down as she lapped, pausing every now and then to cough and splutter.

“That bowl looks a bit dry,” Ted said, “Let me help.” Stepping forward, Ted unzipped his fly, got his cock out and began to piss steadily onto the humiliated Natasha's head. The piss streamed down over the back of Natasha's head, running down her long hair, pouring over her cheeks, and flooding into the bowl. Natasha was now licking up a noxious blend of dog food, piss and spunk. Watching her being degraded, I could see Rachel squirming in shame at what she and her sister had been reduced to. The video camera continued to film the scene as Natasha lapped hungrily at the mess, pee gushing over her head. After many seconds, Ted shook the last drops of pee off his cock, zipped up and sat back down to enjoy Natasha‘s humiliation.

Soon the bowl had been licked clean of the gunk. Natasha returned to her knees, her face stained with piss, cum and dog food smeared around her lips and over her chin. Her eyes spoke of the abject humiliation and degradation she had been subjected to.

“Look at your messy faces,” I said after letting the girls kneel before us for a while to contemplate their situation, “Rachel, lick Natasha's face clean.”

Rachel obediently leaned across to Natasha and began to lick off the cummy mixture caked on her face. The sight of Rachel almost tenderly licking her sister clean was highly erotic. Then it was Natasha's turn. Natasha lapped at Rachel's face, her breasts dangling, the ends of the clothespins stroking against Rachel's breasts. When the girls were finished, they obediently returned to kneeling with their hands on their head.

“Did you enjoy that, girls?” I asked, “Natasha?” “Yes sir. Thank you, sir.” “Rachel?” “Yes sir. Thank you, sir.”

By now, all three of us were itching to get our cocks working on these bitches. It was now time. I turned to Frank and Ted, “Which one do you want, boys?”

Frank chuckled evilly and looked coldly, first at Natasha and then at Rachel. The girls began to whimper, aware that their sexual humiliation and degradation had only just begun.

“Why don't you take the big-titted bitch, boss?” Frank said after a while, “We'll mess with the blonde cunt.” I smiled, “Great. Go to it.”

Roughly, Frank and Ted pulled Rachel to her feet and pulled her towards the large dining room table. Meanwhile, I grabbed Natasha's hair and half-dragged, half guided her to a straight back chair facing the table. I didn't want her to miss any of Rachel's abuse. Whilst Frank and Ted bent Rachel face down over the table and tied her ankles to the table legs with duct tape, I tied Natasha's hands behind her and fastened her ankles to the chair legs with more rope. Rachel's arms were tied to the other legs of the table with rope, leaving her bent in a X shape over the table. Her rounded ass and cunt were now completely exposed at one side of the table and her head drooped over the other side. Once Natasha was secure, I moved the video camera into position to capture Rachel's humiliation.

Frank began to run his hands slowly over Rachel's ass cheeks, running his hand down between her legs and over her thighs. Ted joined in and soon the helpless naked girl was being fondled by the two guys, totally unable to resist. Rachel began to whimper as she felt their rough hands caressing her skin. Frank let his hand slide down between her legs and gently teased her pussy lips open. Rachel groaned and strained against her bonds as she felt Frank's fingers slide into her. As Frank's fingers began to rub her clit, she moaned gently, unable to resist the sensation of pleasure that the stimulation was causing.

Continuing to rub with one hand, Frank unbuckled his belt with his other hand and let his pants and shorts fall around his ankles, exposed his huge engorged penis.

Ted by now had removed his pants and was rubbing his hard cock, grinning inanely. Walking round to the other side of the table, he stood in front of Rachel, his erect cock pointing at her face. Taking his cock in one hand, he began to rub the tip over Rachel's slutty face, leaving a smear of pre-cum across her cheeks and pert little nose.

Frank was now rubbing the tip of his cock up and down Rachel's exposed red slit, causing the bound and helpless girl to grind her hips. “Look how the little slut is enjoying this,” hissed Frank with disgust, slapping her ass cheek hard with his hand, causing her to cry out. Still teasing her cunt with the head of his cock, Frank continued to spank Rachel on her raised ass.

Ted by now was starting to slap Rachel across the face with his erect prick, each blow to her cheek resulting in a pleasingly sharp THWACK. With each strike, Rachel moaned gently. Her face was now smeared with precum. Ted ran the head of his oozing cock back and forth across Rachel's slutty mouth, making her lips glisten with his juice. Then he rested his hard cock on her face and began to rapidly hit it up and down on her face once more.

Natasha meanwhile was squirming on her chair, moaning quietly, transfixed by the sight in front of her. Standing behind her, I rubbed her still bound tits and tugged at the rope running down into her cunt, making her squirm even more and whine for release as the knot rubbed against her swollen pussy lips and clit.

“Pass me the lube, boss,” said Frank, “I want to fuck this bitch in her tight little ass.”

A despairing scream escaped from Rachel's mouth, “Nooooooo, pleeeeease,” that was soon stifled by Ted ramming his thick cock into her open mouth. Muffled moans and pleas continued as Ted pumped his prick in her wet yielding mouth. I tossed the tube of lubricant to Frank and he squeezed a large sticky glob out onto Rachel's exposed and defenceless asshole.

“You ever been fucked up the ass before, whore?” demanded Frank, slapping her hard on the buttcheek once more. Ted obligingly pulled his cock out of Rachel's mouth, from where it emerged with a loud ‘smack', a string of saliva still running between her lips and the head of his cock, now glistening with Rachel's spit.

“N …. no, sir, never, “ whined the helpless little bondage slut, “Please don't fuck me in the ass, sir, pleeeeeeease.”

Frank laughed at her pleas, “Mmmmm, a virgin ass. Nice.”

“You really believe a slut like this has never been assfucked before, Frank,” said Ted, wiping his penis across Rachel's face once more, “She's certainly sucked cock before.” And saying that, he grabbed Rachel's hair, pulling her head up, and thrust his cock back into her mouth. Rachel's eyes looked up pleadingly. “Man, I love it when they look at you when you're facefucking them,” Ted exclaimed, looking down at Rachel, her cheeks bulging with cock.

Frank grabbed Rachel's peachy buttocks in his meaty hands and parted them to expose her puckered asshole further. Slowly he slid his finger into her butthole, lubricating it with the lube. Rachel gave a muffled scream and spit bubbled out of her mouth and down her chin, Ted's cock still deep in her throat. Frank moved his finger up and down, lubricating her tight ass ready to accept his huge black cock. Seeing Frank was about to anally impale the helpless girl, Ted pulled his cock out of Rachel's mouth. Drool ran down her chin as he did so.

Rachel began to plead again, “Pleeeeeease, noooo” but her plea suddenly turned to a howl of pain as Frank drove his thick shaft between her buttocks into her asshole. Quickly, Ted rammed Rachel's ripped and torn black panties into her mouth to stifle her screams. Frank began to ram back and forth into the bound and gagged girl's exposed asshole, the thickness of his cock stretching her sphincter. Repeatedly he pumped into her, hammering her ass mercilessly. “God, this bitch has a tight ass,” he cried jubilantly, slapping her ass cheeks in pleasure as continued to slam into her. Rachel screamed repeatedly into the gag in her mouth with each stroke, the sound muffled by her panties.

“You enjoying this, Natasha,” I whispered into our other captive's ear as she sat, bound and naked, watching her sister's defilement, “You're next, bitch. You know that don't you.” The expression on Natasha's face was evidence enough that knew it.

“OK boys, my turn” I said, approaching Rachel. Frank pulled his cock out from Rachel's ass and walked round to the other side of the table, next to Ted. “Gonna fuck that sweet little pussy of her's, “ I continued. Ted meanwhile pulled the black spit-soiled panties out of Rachel's mouth.

I began to massage Rachel's inflamed pussy, pushing my fingers into her exposed and stretched slit. She moaned like a whore as I played with her clit, expertly stimulating its tender flesh. Simultaneously, Frank and Ted slid the heads of their cocks into Rachel's open mouth, the two cockheads slipping into her wet mouth with ease. Rachel's cheeks bulged and her eyes widened as the engorged pricks filled up her mouth. The two guys began to pump into her, Rachel being forced to suck the two cocks simultaneously, drool running from the sides of her mouth down her chin. Meanwhile, I had my hard erect prick out and was running the head up and down her labia, getting her nice and wet before I fucked her.

I slowly inserted my cock between her pussy lips and rammed it deep into her vagina. Rachel thrashed against her bonds as the engorged shaft plunged into her, stretching her tight little pussy wide open. I began to ram into her, reaching underneath her hot little body to grab her breasts as I fucked her, kneading her tits in my hands, pinching her pert erect nipples between my fingers. Simultaneously, Frank and Ted continued to double face-fuck the little whore. I pumped deep into her, her body shaking with each thrust, the table creaking each time I rammed into her. God, her cunt was tight. I could feel the walls gripping my hard cock. And what was more, the little bitch was all wet. Somewhere deep inside of her, the fuckmeat whore was getting off on this. And looking over at Natasha, bound, helpless, naked, her tits still in tight bondage, I could see that, despite the terror on her face, she was grinding her pussy against the knotted rope, stimulating herself. It was clear that we had a real pair of bondage sluts on our hands.

I could feel myself starting to cum. This bitch was so fucking hot. I stiffened and ejaculated inside her hot wet cunt, my semen spraying inside her. Simultaneously Frank and Ted pulled out from Rachel's mouth and sprayed her slutty face with jizz. Spunk showered down over her innocent face, hitting her cheeks, nose, mouth and forehead. I continued to pump into Rachel, shooting my cum deep inside her.

As I finished, I pulled my cock out of her sopping cunt. My cock glistened with Rachel's juices. Pausing only to wipe my cock on her ass cheeks, I stepped round the table to look at Frank and Ted's handiwork. Rachel's face was covered in streaks of glutinous spunk. Cum trickled down her face and dangled from her nose and chin. She looked thoroughly humiliated and defiled.

“God, that little bitch was hot,” said Ted with admiration, “You see the way she was sucking our cocks. She was really getting into it.”

“Yeah,” I replied, “I know. Her pussy was so fucking wet. She obviously gets off on being tied up and humiliated. Let's see if her sister's a little whore too.”

The three of us pulled our pants up and turned our attention to Natasha, still tied to the chair and struggling to get free. Walking over to her, I pulled the clothespins off her nipples. Natasha screamed as the pins were ripped off. Her nipples were still nice and hard.

“Sorry about this, honey,” I said, “But I'm gonna have to untie your tits and take that rope out of your cunt. Can't fuck you otherwise. I know you were enjoying it like the little bondage slut you are but I promise I'll make it up to you.”

I began to untie the ropes constricting Natasha's massive tits. It was a shame: her 36DD boobs looked fantastic tied up. Winding the rope off, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief as the circulation returned to her breasts; after all, they had been bound for hours. Soon all bonds had been removed from her and she had been untied from the chair, and now knelt stark naked in front of me, her boobs and crotch criss-crossed with red rope burns.

“Follow me,” I ordered. Natasha obediently crawled after me as I walked back to the still bound and cum stained Rachel. I led Natasha to Rachel's ass and ordered her to her knees. Thick viscous trails of spunk were slowly seeping out of Rachel's moist red pussy and trickled down the insides of her thighs. Her vagina glistened with her own juices. Every so often, Rachel whimpered quietly and moved her groin, grinding it against the table. It was obvious the slut was desperate to cum.

“Clean that mess up, Natasha,” I ordered.

Obediently, Natasha shuffled on her knees to her sister, her ass and cunt still exposed. Natasha began to lick up and down the sensitive skin on the inside of Rachel's thighs, lapping up the mixture of cum and pussy juice. Rachel moaned as Natasha's tongue caressed her thighs. Running her tongue up to her pussy, Natasha began to run the tip up and down Rachel's engorged labia, cleaning her off. Placing her mouth over Rachel's pussy, Natasha sucked and slurped the cum out of her vagina, drinking it down, juices smearing across her face. Rachel's body trembled as Natasha brushed against her clit.

Soon Natasha was finished and returned to her knees, her face glistening. Beads of cum and pussy juice were clearly visible on her tanned skin.

“Very good,” I said, patting Natasha on the head, “You like the taste of your sister's cunt?” “Yes sir.”

I ordered Natasha to crawl round to the other side of the table. Looking up, Natasha could see Rachel's head lolling over the edge of the table, her wrists still bound in an outstretched position. Her face was still covered in cum, and long viscous strands of stale semen dangled from her nose and chin. Her face had an expression of utter resignation.

“Clean her face,” I ordered and with a resigned sigh, Natasha obeyed. Sitting up on her haunches, Natasha began to lick Rachel's face clean. She lapped at her cheeks, then ran her tongue over her sister's cute little nose, swallowing down the thick strands of jizz. Standing over her, Frank, Ted and I laughed as the cumslut hungrily ate the spunk plastering her sister's face. Cum dripped from Natasha's tongue as she licked.

“Any cum in your mouth, Rachel,” I asked, “If so, give it to Natasha.”

Rachel opened her mouth and a large gobbet of bubbly spit and cum oozed out. Natasha opened her mouth and the sticky blob fell in. Natasha swallowed, her eyes burning with shame. Ordering Natasha back onto her knees, I inspected Rachel's face, lifting her head up by her hair.

“Good work, Natasha,” I said, “You liked licking your sister‘s face clean of cum, didn't you?

“Yes sir,” replied Natasha, lowering her eyes in shame.

“Not good enough, slut,” I shouted, slapping her hard across the face, “Tell me what a dirty little pig you are. I want to hear you say nasty things, girl.”

“I'm a dirty fucking cumpig, sir,” stammered Natasha, finally getting the message, “ A cumloving piece of whorish fuckmeat, sir.” God, I loved it when bitches talked dirty.

Frank, Ted and I stood around the naked girl in a circle, our cocks erect once more and aching to abuse Natasha. “Fuck,” said Frank, “I'm getting so hard looking at this bitch. Look at the size of those fucking tits.” “Yeah,” said Ted, stroking his tumescent member, “Imagine how those puppies will move when she's fucked up the ass.” “She's a fine piece of meat, ain't she boys,” I said, “What say we get to work on her, have some fun?” Frank and Ted nodded their assent.

“Undress me, slut,“ I snapped. Natasha stood, her head bowed, trying to avoid my gaze. I placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head up so she was looking directly into my eyes. “I said, undress me, slut,” spitting in her face as I did so. Slowly Natasha began to fumble with the buttons of my shirt, undoing them one by one. When the shirt was fully unbuttoned, she slipped it from my shoulders.

“Suck my nipples,” I commanded and Natasha obeyed, her cocksucking lips wrapping round my nipples, her tongue caressing them. “Lick my belly, girl,” I said, my cock hardening at the touch of her wet mouth. Lowering herself to her knees, Natasha began to lick my belly, her firm pendulous tits rubbing against my cock through my pants. Down on the floor, she slipped my shoes and socks off and then got back on her knees to unbuckle my belt and unfasten my pants button. Looking down at her, I could see her looking up at me submissively. Lowering my pants, my cock jutted out of my shorts, almost hitting her in the face. I stepped out of the pants and Natasha pulled the shorts down, leaving me standing naked in front of her, my cock twitching. I noticed a large patch of still wet precum and cum in the crotch of my pants where it had leaked from my cock earlier. “Clean that off with your tongue,” I ordered and Natasha lowered her face to the floor and began to suck and lick at the slimy patch. By now, Frank and Ted were also naked, their cocks erect and ready for action. We gathered round Natasha, watching as she finished cleaning my shorts and got back on her knees.

Natasha now knelt before us, our erect cocks pointing at her. “Get sucking, big tits,” I said, “ Get our cocks real hard.” Natasha shuffled across to Frank and took his huge engorged black shaft into her mouth. She began to bob backwards and forwards on his cock, her hand grasping the base of his shaft. Frank moaned as Natasha slurped on his prick, twisting his fingers in her hair. After 30 seconds, Frank slapped Natasha across the face and told her to move on to Ted.

With a wet smack of the lips, Natasha moved her mouth away from Frank's cock and moved on to Ted. Rolling her tongue round the head, she sucked his cock, spit glistening on the shaft. Grabbing the back of Natasha's head, Ted pushed her down on his penis, driving it down her throat, her face pressed hard against his pubes. Natasha coughed and spluttered as the cock filled her throat. Releasing his grip, Natasha pulled off his penis, thick strands of saliva stringing between her mouth and its engorged round head. Ted slapped her and pointed her towards me, my cock dripping expectantly with precum.

“Kneel in front of me, head up, mouth open, tongue out,” I told Natasha. She obeyed like the obedient puppy dog she had become. “Now take my cock in your hand and wipe it over your slutty little face,” I continued. Grasping the base of my shaft, Natasha began to rub the leaking head of my cock over her face, smearing her face with precum. Moving her head from side to side, she rubbed my prick over her cheeks, along her pouting lips, over her nose, and up and down her outstretched tongue.

“Roll that tongue round,” I moaned and Natasha began to expertly flick her tongue in the eyehole, then move it round and round the engorged red head. Her full lips closed around my cock and I felt her tongue swirling round it, teasing the sensitive base of the head. God, this girl was good: she had certainly sucked cock before and definitely knew what cocks liked.

“Now my balls,” I told her. Natasha slid her mouth off my cock, now wet with her spit, and ran her tongue down the whole length of my shaft. I moaned as she gently took first one ball into her mouth and then the other, sucking at my ballsac. My cock twitched as she worked my balls, bobbing up and down on her uplifted face.

Reluctantly, I ordered Natasha to stop. Frank and Ted moved closer and the three of us began to slap her face with our hard cocks. I love the sound that a cock makes on a slut's face. It's instantly recognisable - just like the sound of a baseball against bat - and conjures up a lot of happy memories.

“OK boys,” I said, “Let's gang this bitch.” Ted sat on the couch, legs apart, holding his hard cock upward. “Sit on that, bitch,” he ordered, “Get it up your fucking ass.” Across the room, Rachel was still tied over the table; Frank and I moved the table round so that Rachel was facing the couch and would be able to see Natasha's further defilement.

Grabbing Natasha by the hair, I threw her onto her hands and knees. “You heard what he said,” I snapped, “Crawl over there and get that cock up your ass.” Her head lowered, Natasha crawled over to Ted. “Lick my cock,” he ordered, “Get it nice and wet.” Natasha began to spit and slobber over Ted's twitching penis, trying to get it as lubricated as possible. Saliva glistened on the head and shaft. “That's enough,” said Ted, “Turn to face the camera and your sister and lower yourself on my cock.”

Her legs on each side of Ted's, Natasha stood over his cock. “Get those ass cheeks spread, you stupid slut,” barked Ted. Blushing, Natasha grasped her buttocks and pulled them apart, stretching her butthole wide to accept Ted's throbbing cock. She felt the tip of his penis touching her sphincter, poised to impale her anus. With a despairing whimper, Natasha lowered herself onto Ted's member, squealing as it entered her asshole, stretching her terribly. The hard erect cock slowly slid into her butthole until she was sitting on Ted's lap, his penis buried deep inside her.

Ted began to grind his hips up and down, fucking her, and Natasha began to move up and down, her head lolling back, tits bouncing, moaning in pain and pleasure as his hard cock ripped into her tender ass. Ted reached up, grabbing her tits from behind, his fingers biting into the firm yet yielding flesh.

I stepped forward in front of Natasha. Grabbing her legs, I pulled them up, resting them against my shoulders. Natasha was now almost bent double, her legs in the air, her ass filled with Ted's cock. Her position exposed and stretched her cunt, making it easily accessible. Steadily, I began to guide my cock into Natasha's cunt. The tip teased her moist and parted pussy lips, rubbing up and down her labia, stroking against her engorged clit. The bitch was so wet. I thrust my cock hard into her vagina, causing her to cry out as I pounded into her, stretching her pussy wide. Her body rocked up and down as she was mercilessly rammed by Ted and I in her cunt and asshole, both holes filled with hard rapist cock.

Frank approached, stroking his cock, and stood on the couch next to her. His enormous cock bobbed next to Natasha's face. He didn't even have to slap her to get her attention: she knew what she had to do. Turning her head, Natasha took the long black cock into her mouth, the shaft sinking into her throat up to the hilt. Natasha's body was shaking back and forth from the impact of the three cocks now ramming into her, filling all her available holes. Her enormous tits bounced with each thrust into her. I could tell Natasha was becoming increasingly wet as a result of this treatment. I could feel her juices flooding her vagina, lubricating my penis as I relentlessly hammered into the naked abused slut.

After three minutes of this treatment, Natasha was ready to cum. Her body was flushed and her moans, muffled by Frank's cock filling her mouth, were getting louder and more intense. I signalled to Frank and he stepped back, his cock making a sucking sound as it plopped out of Natasha's hot little mouth. I pulled my cock out of her cunt and reached into the holdall on the floor, taking out a large vibrator and a large black dildo. Meanwhile Frank was getting some rope ready for the next stage of Natasha's defilement.

I eased Natasha off Ted's cock and made her sit on the couch. Frank began to tie some rope around one ankle and Ted the other. They then pulled the rope tight, making Natasha slump down in the couch, her legs spread as wide apart as they would go, distending her cunt and asshole. Frank grabbed Natasha's wrists and snapped some handcuffs on them. He then pulled her arms over her head and, bending her elbows, tied some rope to the cuffs and tied the rope fast under the couch. Natasha was now bound on the couch, her crotch obscenely exposed, unable to move.

I ran my hand over Natasha's gaping pussy and she moaned, her legs straining against the bonds. I looked at my hand dripping with pussy juice. “You dirty bitch,” I laughed and smeared the juice over her face, making her lick my fingers clean. Running my hand over her tits and down to her crotch once more, I fondled her moist red labia, pushing my fingers in and masturbating her inside her vagina. Natasha gave a low animal moan as my fingers found her clit.

“Dirty fucking bitch,” I said, pulling my fingers out and giving her half a dozen hard slaps on her exposed pussy, stinging her red sensitive lips with blow after blow. With each spank, Natasha wailed and wriggled, helpless to resist, her labia getting redder and redder with each slap.

I picked up the dildo and eased it into Natasha's exposed butthole. She cried out as it impaled her ass, stretching her sphincter to breaking point. I then slid the whirring vibrator into her pussy. It slid in easy. “Fuck,” exclaimed Frank, “Watch you don't lose it in that bitch's cunt.”

Natasha writhed on the couch as the vibrator throbbed inside her, rubbing against her sensitive clit, and the dildo filled her ass. Frank and Ted knelt on the couch on either side of her and began to rub their cocks on Natasha's heaving breasts, stroking their cockheads on her erect nipples. I knelt over her, resting my weight on her spread thighs and inserted my dripping cock into her enormous cleavage, the soft flesh of her gigantic boobs enveloping it. Natasha thrashed her head back and forth as we titwanked on her, and she came closer and closer to orgasm.

Soon enough, the vibrator did its job. Natasha let out a long orgasmic wail. Simultaneously, Frank and Ted came, their spunk jetting out over her tits, plastering them in sticky white jizz. I too came, my cum jetting between her tits over Natasha's face, spraying up and over her nose, splattering her face with streams of thick white semen.

We stepped back to admire our handiwork. Natasha sat on the couch, breathing heavily, her legs stretched out wide, her holes filled with a dildo and a vibrator. On the couch between her legs was a pool of cunt juice where it had leaked from her excited vagina. Her 36DD tits were plastered in cum. Spunk trickled over the enormous fleshy orbs collecting in her cleavage. Her face was a mask of spunk. She looked such a total slut that we couldn't help but laugh at her predicament. Unable to move and helpless, Natasha merely sat there, blushing with shame.

We let her sit like that for 5 or 10 minutes while we freshened up. “I guess we'd better get you two sluts cleaned up a little,” I said when we returned. Quickly Frank untied Rachel, who had been watching our degradation of Natasha, and pushed her to her knees.

I removed the vibrator from Natasha's pussy and the dildo from her ass and ordered Rachel to clean them with her tongue. Obediently, she licked up and down the smooth plastic surface of the vibrator, cleansing it of Natasha's vaginal juices, and with a look of disgust on her face, licked and sucked the dildo clean.

“Lick that cum off her tits,” Ted ordered. Rachel knelt on the couch and began to run her tongue over Natasha's tits, slurping up the gobbets of cum. She began to suck Natasha's hard cum soaked nipple, teasing it with her teeth, rolling her tongue round it, grabbing Natasha's other tit with her hand and massaging the cum into it. Damn, this bitch was getting turned on by being forced to do this. Natasha moaned quietly, running her tongue over her lips, tasting the cum caked around her mouth. Rachel buried her face between Natasha's cummy tits, lapping at the pool of spunk in her sister's cleavage.

“Help your sister clean up that cum on her face,” I told Rachel, “Make her eat it.” Rachel began to run her hands over Natasha's face, smearing them with cum, scooping up the jizz and spooning it into Natasha's pleading mouth. “God, these bitches are real cumwhores,” Frank gasped in wonder as the two sisters' naked bodies rubbed together in a sticky cummy mess. Slipping her spunk stained fingers into Natasha's mouth, Rachel slid down her sisters' restrained body and sucked at her tits once more, gobbling down the cum from the glistening globes. “This is better then porno,” laughed Ted as the video camera captured the whole sordid scene.

Rachel slithered down over Natasha's belly and buried her face in her sister's wide open snatch. Her head bobbed up and down as she licked at her pussy, Rachel's hands buried deep in her own vagina as she frigged herself. The moans and orgasmic gasps of the two girls became louder and louder as they became more and more turned on. We watched in amazement as Natasha came, violently and explosively, as a stream of hot juices jetted out of her pussy all over Rachel's face. Almost simultaneously, Rachel came, her body shaking, her face twisted in orgasmic delight. Exhausted, she fell to the floor on her back, still fingering her sopping cunt. Natasha leaned back in her bonds, breathing heavily.

In a matter of hours, we had successfully turned these two girls into dirty bondage cumsluts for whom it appeared no sexual act was too degrading. Their training was going well. They were ready to go to the next level. Saturday was going to be a good day!