Sisters On Camera, part 2 - Sex Stories

Sisters On Camera, part 2

... They had broken the skin in a few places, but Spencer was always careful to avoid the risk of infection. Kerry shrieked and flailed helplessly against her bonds as he rubbed salt into the lash wounds and doused them in alcohol. She barely noticed when the machine-mounted dildo re-entered her pussy, and it took another two minutes to bring her to climax once more. "Mmmmmmmmm.... ooooohhhhhhhhh yeeeessssss!!" she wailed with each orgasm, her voice vibrating as the electric tool shook her tiny body. Kerry wasn't enjoying herself at all, but at this point sex was the best and only escape available to her. She tried her best to lose herself in it. James was the first to grow bored after the boys drove Kerry to her third mechanically-induced orgasm. "Can we do her legs yet, Spence?" Spencer paused as if he had just remembered something he'd been meaning to do all day. Thus Kerry found her arms relieved of her weight as the boys shackled her ankles and spread her legs, drawing them wide apart and high into the air. Her slick, damp pussy and juice-smeared crotch and thighs were splayed wide open for examination. The boys stroked their leather crops and belts as they smirked. James pulled a pair of used panties from a laundry bin, moist and stale from the whorish cavorting of some aspiring professional adult actress. He wadded them up and shoved them into Kerry's open mouth before sealing it shut with duct tape. Kerry screamed and wailed into the dirty cotton filling her mouth, ...

... shaking her head wildly and thrashing against her bonds as her assailants raised their implements of punishment. It began as a hail of sharp stings, but the pain gradually coalesced into a steady throbbing as the impact of each blow became softer and more distant. The sensations of whipping and fucking gradually began to blur together. First there were thirty lashes, all falling squarely on her pussy. Then Roger fucked her for five minutes. Then fifty more lashes. Her pussy was bright red and swollen, but still as wet as ever. "Jesus, Adam! Don't just tear it up like that!" Spencer scolded as Adam delivered a series of painfully stinging blows and Kerry whimpered. She wondered if she would be able to walk at all when they were through. She realized with resignation that they would probably make her walk five miles again in the nude just to get home. She finally found a new wellspring of tears which mingled with the wads of semen streaking her face and hair. "What, Spence? Her cunt isn't bleeding yet." "We need that bitch for a lesbian shoot tomorrow. We only have a week before the company moves back into this trailer and we're out on our ass. They're doing one of those fake-ass bus movies with some bitches from out west." "So we won't have time to get the sis-" Adam stopped talking when Spencer cupped a hand over his mouth. Kerry was in too much pain to pay them any attention. "Not here, Adam. They take her v-card at the kappa party at the end of the month." "They paid yet?" "Whoa, ...