Chapter 19
Seth was so annoying with his raging threats that they gagged him. He still
made loud noises and jerked around against the straps and chains that bound him
over the saddle, exposing his hairy muscular ass to the whip. The rest of us
watched, and I'm sure for mother it was with some satisfaction, as Jess lashed
his thighs and ass with the bullwhip, letting the tip strike his exposed
scrotum, making his ball sack swing between his wide spread thighs.
. They argued right in front of us after Seth was released from the saddle.
He showed contempt for the beating he had just taken, saying to Jess, "Like
always you don't have the guts to do it right, and that's why you don't get many
of these cunts fully trained. They wind up useless to anybody."
Jess stifled his reply, but finally couldn't resist shooting back, "Maybe
useless for a maniac like you who would kill every woman he can get his hands
on, but the job isn't to kill them, it's to break them and train them." They
went back and forth with insults and name calling till Jess finally said he'd
given up, telling Seth to get dressed, get his horse and clear out. Jess
muttered threats about getting even, and then was gone.
Mother and I just looked at each other with our jaws open. Jess actually
looked flustered. He regrouped and turned on us, saying, "I couldn't bring
myself to admit it to that bastard, but he was right. I've been way too easy on
you two cunts. That's coming to an end right now. Come over here for
inspection before I resume your training."
I led the way by walking to him and assuming a pose where my legs were spread
and my hands clasped behind my head, elbows back. Mother stood beside me and
copied my position. I noticed this elevated her big tits attractively, making
my smaller mounds suffer by comparison. Jess stepped up between us and reached
down to clasp our genitals, mine with his left hand and mother's in his right.
He slowly squeezed my swollen and sore sex; the outer and inner lips
distended at least twice their normal size from the kiss of the whip. His
fingers digging into the tender flesh made us both gasp with pain as he looked
from one downcast face to the other and asked, "How does this feel, sluts?"
I responded first, "It hurts, Sir, but it belongs to you, and if it would
give you pleasure, please hurt me more." I could hear mother's sharp intake of
breath, but she waited till I finished and said, "If it pleases you, make it
hurt worse."
"I detect a lack of sincerity in momma cunt's voice, don't you Frank?"
Frank answered, "She didn't even call you Sir or nothing."
Moss and Rufus were back at their posts, hands cuffed behind. Sissy was
loose and trying not to be noticed after the nearly violent confrontation
between Seth and Jess. Jess acted like he had been made to look weak in our
eyes and was intent on getting that image out of our minds. So far he was doing
a pretty good job.
Jess let go of us and said, "We can push your pain limits in good time, but
to be good sluts you have to learn to service a man, and so far I haven't seen
much skill. Since I haven't tested you personally, to make a proper judgment I
guess I'll have to test you myself. I'll just lay down right here and the two
of you are going to show me how much imagination you have. To make it
interesting, the little black girl is going to take on Frank. The last to make
their man come gets a cock up the ass and twenty five with the cat on their
tits."
Frank got down on a nearby pallet as mother and I went down on our knees
beside Jess. As usual his prick was long and thick, but limp as could be. The
ever-ready Frank got stiff while Jess talked about it. I figured the contest
was rigged, even with two of us, but the new me didn't care.
Mother went for his cock; so I nuzzled down to get my tongue and hands on his
balls. Licking and massaging, I saw a slow swelling in the root of his member
right in front of my eyes. For a moment mother's mouth was working his cock
head, and keeping my fingers working his balls, I ran my tongue up the side and
back of his shaft until my mouth touched mothers. Coming back down his
responding pole I got my lips around its side, then rapidly rotated my head back
and forth as I moved slowly up and down.
Thinking it might turn him on, I rose up to put my mouth up where mother was
working. Now two mouths and tongues fought for the same bulbous cock head as I
grabbed his shaft further down and jacked him off with firm, rapid strokes.
Mother and I started taking turns going down on the bulging head, each trying to
take more cock than the other.
I finally screwed up the nerve to go after his asshole. I nudged mother to
help me. We each took a leg and pulled him up and apart, using our shoulders to
keep him spread so I could get down to his upraised bunghole. I guess it was my
changed attitude, but this time a little quiver ran through me, and my already
aroused pussy contracted as I ran my tongue around his anal ring. His ball sack
tightened when I pressed my eager tongue to the center of his tight entrance.
It wouldn't yield, so I took both hands and used my finger on either side to
stretch the skin around his rectum, loosening the sphincter just enough to dart
the tip of my tongue inside the acrid passage.
The taste and smell fed my feeling of submission, making the experience one
of arousal, rather than repugnance. Heat filled my sex organs as my tongue
fucked his asshole, making him squirm with pleasure as mother noisily slurped up
and down his meat pole.
I felt no regret when I heard Frank bellow his completion. I just wanted to
make him spew his cum. Mother was really getting into it as well, and I got
doubly excited when she came down and nudged me out of the way to replace my
tongue in his hole. I responded by going up and burying his rock hard dick so
far down my throat that I cut off my own air. Sweat was pouring between my
swaying tits as I worked him in and out of my mouth, masturbating the lower few
inches of what had grown to be a foot long trunk of rigid flesh.
With one hand working his balls and the other low on his prick, I felt the
first spasm radiate from the very root of his manhood. One spasm became many,
each radiating further up the shaft until I felt his meat pulse in my mouth, and
then erupt in a geyser of hot, salty cream splashing the back of my throat.
Again and again it squirted, each emission weaker than the last.
Mother's mouth and tongue joined mine in licking him clean, our devotion
continuing till Jess grunted and pushed us away, saying, "You lose, cunts, get
ready to have you asses filled." His words sent a small orgasm through my
pelvis. This would be my first time in the ass, and I wondered when my virgin
cunt would get its turn.
