Animal Orgy

By Moe Lester
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It was early one Sunday evening that Evan received the anonymous telephone call.

It was a woman’s voice, there was no doubt about that. An elderly woman–sixtyish, Evan figured. Dry, rather prissy. Old-maidish, but authoritative at the same time.

“You don’t have to know my name, Dr. Morrison,” the woman said crisply. “My identity is not important. What is important is the ugly, vicious act of perversion that your wife–”

Evan’s temper flared like an ignited powder keg. “I don’t take anonymous phone calls!” he exploded. “If you won’t tell me your name, then I’m not interested–”

“–the ugly, vicious act of perversion that your wife is committing this very instant,” the steely-cool voice went on implacably. “I’m sure you know Carson’s stables on the edge of town. He specializes in pony rides for children. Sunday evening is the one time he’s closed to the public. But not closed to your wife, Mr. Morrison. She’s there now. I’ve just been watching her actions through my binoculars. I’m a snoopy old maid, Mr. Morrison. But I’m not a liar. Go there. See for yourself. If you hurry, I think you’ll be in time for a very interesting performance!”

The line went dead.

Evan sat there, ashen-faced, the receiver clicking in his hand, for a full two minutes. Carson’s stables. Yes, he knew them. He’d passed them many times in his car. It was a small place. Carson had a couple of ponies. He charged fifty cents to children for a short trot. Good God, was it possible that Skyler could!

Damn all snoopy people! he cursed. Damn all prying, spying old bitches who make themselves the consciences of their neighbors!

But even as he cursed the anonymous caller, Evan was reaching for his car keys. As he strode toward the garage, he told himself: I’ll check this thing out anyway. Chances are, Skyler isn’t within a mile of the place. Chances are, Skyler has never set foot on Carson’s property. Once I’ve assured myself of that, I’ll rest easier in my mind. And if that old snoop phones again, I’ll be ready for her!

It was only a short drive to Carson’s stables. As soon as he came within sight of the modest establishment, Evan parked the car on the shoulder of the road and proceeded the rest of the way on foot. I’ll be cautious about this, he told himself. It’s quite possible that the old woman actually has seen something peculiar going on out here, but there’s no guarantee my wife is involved. It could very well be someone else someone who resembles Skyler …

The low stable enclosure was entirely surrounded in three directions by trees and closely clustered bushes, most of them taller than a man’s head. It was well screened from the very few houses in the nearby vicinity unless someone was observing from an upper-story window with a pair of extremely fine binoculars.

Evan succeeded in gashing his face in a couple of places as he pressed cautiously through the thick tangle of thorny bushes, but he felt no pain. The only pain he was capable of suffering at this point was an internal kind a torment of the mind. But he would banish that in a hurry! As soon as he’d convinced himself that Skyler was nowhere in the vicinity.

There now now Evan had a clear view of the stable enclosure. He could see everything that was going on inside without being observed himself. Yes, there were people there, that was instantly obvious. The enclosure was open to the sky, except around the edges where a narrow, overhanging roof provided some slight shelter …

Evan took one glance at what was taking place at one edge of the enclosure and nearly fainted. He could feel his knees buckle beneath him and it was only by grabbing onto the bushes that he managed to keep himself erect.

The woman his anonymous phone caller hadn’t lied. And what he saw far surpassed Evan’s worst fears!

The first thing that met his eyes was the small pony that had been tethered to a post at one side of the private enclosure. It was a tame, docile beast, obviously accustomed to careless, even rough treatment by vigorous, undisciplined children …

And by women like Skyler!

Yes, Skyler! Evan’s mind reeled as he saw his wife sprawled between the animal’s legs. She was more than half nude. She had entirely removed her skirt and her blouse was completely open at the front, allowing her splendid titties to bobble and bounce as she agitated her breathtakingly voluptuous body.

And as she crouched beneath the pony’s belly, Skyler’s slavering mouth was eagerly sucking the creature’s cock!

Evan wanted to vomit. He wanted to throw up and then get out. He wanted to remove himself as far as possible from this place. From Skyler and from the very memory of Skyler.

But first, he had to know the truth. Maybe this was just a momentary weakness on Skyler’s part. Maybe after giving up on dogs according to Evan’s wishes, Skyler had decided to experiment just this once on ponies maybe this was the first and only time she had actually put her lips to the animal’s cock maybe …

He tore his eyes away from where Skyler was crouched, her magnificent, fleshy thighs scissored wide apart, her high-mounded jugs slithering jellylike back and forth across her chest with every impassioned motion of her body. He tore his glance away from Skyler to where the spectators were observing her every move.

There were two men–one of them a florid-faced man in his early fifties–obviously Carson himself. He stood idly leaning against a post, looking somewhat amused. A much younger fellow, apparently a stableboy, also observed the scene with keen interest. The boy’s fly was open and his hand was inside. He was ardently jerking himself off as he watched Skyler’s mouth gulp the pony’s cock deeper and deeper into her throat!

“Argghh…” Skyler was ecstatically moaning, “Aarrghh…” and her eyes were cast heavenward as she ecstatically fondled the pony’s testicles. With one hand she caressed the animal’s balls while, with the other, she masturbated her own nipples, gouging and scoring the damask whiteness of her breasts in the frenzy of her effort!

“Ever seen anything like this before?” Carson asked the stable boy in low, barely audible tones.

The boy grinned sheepishly. “I never saw a grown woman suck a pony’s cock like that,” he admitted, “but I’ve seen the little girls fool around plenty!”

“Yeah?” Carson asked curiously, “you mean the kids that come here for the rides? What do they do?”

“Plenty!” the boy declared. “The twelve-year-old chicks are the worst. They’re right at the stage where a cock–any cock is beginning to look good to them. But some of them are timid and shy around boys. A pony, though–that’s a different story. They think nothing of feeling a pony’s cock. It’s like an initiation for them!”

“The kids act kind of proper around the stables here, but I suppose it’s a different matter when they get out in the fields and woods someplace,” Carson surmised. As he spoke, he kept his eyes keenly fixed on Skyler’s crouched form. Evan could see the man had an erection that threatened to rip through his fly.

“You bet!” the boy agreed with a smirk. “I see it all, ’cause I’m the one that leads the pony. Some of those little girls we no sooner get outta sight of the stables before they’re off the pony, feeling between his legs on some excuse or another! Take little Mary Sue Belford, for example. She can’t be a day past twelve, but wow! The first thing I noticed was that the kid never wore panties. Her mother brings her out here and sets her onto the pony and the kid ain’t got so much as a stitch of panties on her hot little ass!

“The kid never wants a saddle. She sits astride the pony bareback, grinding her itchy little cunt against the pony’s hairy hide, masturbating her cunt against the animal just as bold and brazen as you please! The little bitch has an orgasm before we’ve gone more than a hundred yards, nine times outta ten. I look at her from the corner of my eye and I can see the sweat and the cunt juice pouring down her thighs and I can see her gasping for air and her eyes bugging out of her head while she climaxes!

“Then she always finds some excuse to get off the animal and handle his cock as soon as we get little ways into the woods. I let her. I figure, what the hell, it’s no skin off my nose, right? The pony don’t mind, I don’t mind–”

“I mind!” Carson declared abruptly.

“What?”

“I mind,” Carson reiterated. “If these hot-pants chicks are going to take advantage of the animals this way, I figure I should be getting an extra fee. A stud fee!”

The boy laughed, a loud, braying laugh. “That’s a good one, boss!” he snickered, “and the idea ain’t a bad one, either. But anyway, as I was saying, little Mary Sue always jerks the ponies off every time she goes on the ride. She has the poor animal frothing at the mouth and I have to keep a tight hold on his reins or he’d run like a bat outta hell!”

“That’s all she does, just jerks off the pony?” Carson asked, eyeing the stableboy narrowly.

“That’s all I ever saw her do,” the boy replied, “but that other kid that comes around here every Saturday afternoon–the redhead–what’s her name?”

“Janice. The little kid with no tits but a big ass.”

“Yeah, that’s the one. She’s freakier than hell, that kid! You know what she does? She makes the pony piss on her!”

“What?”

“I swear! She gets off the pony and sort of crouches underneath him, the way Mrs. Morrison is doing right now. Then the kid makes a funny kind of warbling whistle, and as soon as the pony hears this, he starts to piss. She lets him piss all over her face she raises up her dress and lets him piss all over her cunt and her ass, and she rubs the hot, steamy liquid into her skin like it was some kind of perfume! I don’t know what the fuck her mother must think when she sees the kid come home in that condition, but I never heard any complaints, so I guess the old lady must be kind of kinky herself!

“Anyway, the kid gets a hell of a charge out of it! And after the animal had finished peeing all over her, she licks the last drops of piss off his cock like she was sucking a lollipop, and then she takes off for home…”

At that instant, a woman’s voice sounded from the stable doorway. “Hi!” it called, “where is everybody?” Evan had to thrust the bushes aside to see the newcomer. Another surprise! It was Mabel Gurney–Skyler’s closest friend! Now, what the hell was she doing out here?”

Mabel emerged from the doorway. She stood there a moment, hands on hips, a pert smile enlivening her catlike features. She was catlike in every aspect of her lovely body in her glowing, almond-shaped eyes, in her enigmatic smile, the lithe grace of her movements, and in the secure, self-possessed haughtiness with which she met every situation, no matter how difficult or unforeseen.

At this moment, Mabel was wearing a pair of apricot-colored “hot pants,” a gauzily transparent white blouse that offered the skimpiest concealment for her erect, pear-shaped tits, and a pair of gold vinyl sandals.

“Oh shit!” Mabel cried, feigning exasperation, “I see Skyler has started without me again! Mr. Carson, I really am provoked! When am I to get the first suck of that delightful little pony’s cock? You always let Skyler go first!”

Carson sniffled contritely. “I got another animal inside…” he began.

“Oh no!” Mabel interjected briskly, “this is the one that turns me on! Oh, I have an idea Mr. Carson, do you suppose this creature would eat my cunt?”

“Why don’t you try him and find out?” the man replied.

“I certainly will!” Mabel declared saucily. Evan’s jaw dropped as he suddenly realized what Mabel was up to. There was a low, wooden fence just inside the bushes. Mabel resolutely proceeded to divest herself of her skin-tight hot pants. Then she boldly plumped her shapely ass onto the topmost rung of the fence and spread her legs to display her crotch in all its licentious splendor.

Mabel was a natural brunette. Her hair was jet black sleek and glossy like black cats. Her abundant tresses swirled well below her shoulders. Her pussy hair was similarly abundant–a magnificent splurge of ebony-hued loveliness that smoldered like a dark fire between her thighs, around her fleshy cunt lips, intruding in a moist, mysterious tangle well up into the crack of her rosy-cheeked ass.

This crisp mop of aromatic cunt hair Mabel now proceeded to thrust fearlessly into the pony’s face spreading her thighs to welcome the animal’s face against her crotch. The pony sniffed tentatively, licked a wary tongue over Mabel’s belly, then began to intrude his eager tongue inside the woman’s gaping cunt.

“Oh shit, that feels good!” Mabel gasped, bucking her hips ecstatically forward. “Oh Carson, you really are a bastard for keeping this little fellow’s talents such a secret! Oooh yes, darling, suck Mommy’s cunt, Mommy loves it so! That’s right, ram that brutal tongue of yours right up inside my cunt lover! Now lick my belly and down between the crack of my ass let me lean back and spread my buttocks so you can get your face on my ass, too Oooh, yes, yes! Oh lover, what a heavy, mean tongue you have, little darling! Oh, it’s so exciting to have this creature’s rough, brutal tongue slamming and pounding my ass.

Meanwhile, as Evan watched dazedly, Skyler continued to suck the pony’s cock. As she clutched the animal’s immense, hairy organ with one hand, her other hand delved frenziedly between her legs, scooping deeper and deeper inside her cunt, masturbating herself with a fury that terrified Evan.

Now Skyler’s hand was immersed inside her cunt all the way up the wrist, and her mouth was greedily sucking and sucking and sucking, saliva drooling unheeded from her lips, perspiration streaming from her face, her titties bouncing and skidding across her chest, swirling and rotating their downy-soft loveliness as Skyler’s frame shuddered with the great, overwhelming spastic energy of her relentlessly masturbating hand and the immense sucking energy of her convulsively gobbling mouth!

It was obvious the pony was in seventh heaven as he thirstily guzzled the crystalline refreshment that flooded now in torrents from between Mabel’s velvety thighs while, simultaneously, Skyler played her mouth and tongue over his genitals, sucking his cock, avidly licking his balls, accepting the hairy tool into the innermost recesses of her throat!

It was just as Skyler had nearly the whole of the animal’s immense organ embedded solidly in her throat that he began to climax. The muscles of the pony’s thighs commenced to quiver and great, excited ripples radiated across his hide.

“UUGGHH. Skyler gasped as she felt the hot animal seed erupting into her throat, flooding into her windpipe, threatening to strangle her! Hastily, she withdrew the squirming, twitching slab of livid meat into her mouth, cradling the knob just inside her lips so she could revel in the lascivious heat of the steaming animal sperm rioting against the roof of her mouth, spewing and flooding across her tongue, cascading in great tides into her throat and down her gullet!

“Oh shit!” Skyler gurgled thickly as the viscous, yellow slime overflowed her mouth and slopped over her lips to splash oozily over her panting titties, “fuck my mouth now, darling, with your big pony cock really give it to Mommy Mommy wants to drink all your lovely syrup don’t hold any back, please yes, yes, shoot all of your sizzling load into Mommy’s mouth feel how Mommy is kissing your cock, darling? Mommy loves to kiss her darling pony’s cock and his balls and if her darling baby fucks her mouth the way she likes her mouth fucked, Mommy will even kiss her darling pony’s ass.

Evan could feel his body literally withering with humiliation. He felt as if his entire being were being consumed in the relentless blowtorch blast of a hideous shame. His mind was numb with horror and revulsion.

Now Skyler had taken the entire tool into her mouth again and was sucking the remainder of the pony’s cum with a frenzy that indented her cheeks and made her eyeballs bulge from their sockets like two enormous, blue marbles. She was squeezing and fondling the animal’s balls, compressing them in her dainty hand with an energy that betrayed her ravening lust to extract every last drop of slimy ooze from the animal’s churning genitals.

At last, it was over. The exhausted pony suddenly yanked his overworked cock from Skyler’s slavering lips. He curled up in a corner of the enclosure and drowsily licked the sparkling globules of Mabel’s cunt juice that still hung from his lips.

Skyler scooped up a few gobs of viscous sperm that had splashed onto her breasts and licked them from her fingers. “Oh, I really love the taste of that shit!” she enthused, rolling her eyes in enthusiasm. “Mr. Carson, do you suppose you could get hold of a really young one by next Sunday? I enjoy sucking off the young ones, the best. I mean, I’ve blown full-grown horses, and colts, and ponies, and even donkeys and mules, but very young ponies turn me on the most! I’d like the one that’s a virgin. I’d like my mouth to be the first hole of any kind he’s ever stuck his cock into. Do you think you could get me a baby pony, Mr. Carson …?”

Evan had heard enough. Stumbling, half-blind with anger and disgust, he made his way out of the tangle of bushes and lurched back to his car. After allowing a minute for his head to clear, Evan drove slowly homeward. When he arrived, he went up to the attic and commenced to rummage among some boxes that were stored in the attic.

It took over half an hour, but at last, his hand fell on the object that he sought. It was an old-fashioned razor strop that had belonged to his grandfather. Somehow, it had survived among the family possessions all these years. He hefted it in his palm. It was of very heavy leather, with a brass ring at one end. It must have weighed about a pound.

Evan took the murderous-looking strap downstairs with him. He mixed himself a pitcher of stiff martini and sat down to wait. Every now and then he lifted the strap and slammed it across some convenient article of furniture. A grim smile creased his features as he watched the splinters fly. It was almost dark by the time he heard Skyler’s car in the driveway. No, wait there were two cars. There was someone with her. Well damn, whoever it was would get the shock of his life, because Evan meant to have it out with Skyler right here and now! He didn’t intend to sit around and make polite conversation with Skyler’s guests, no matter who they were.

Then, as his wife let herself in at the back door and the sound of feminine laughter filtered through the house, Evan realized she had brought Mabel Gurney back with her. Good! He had never liked Mabel. There was something unwholesome about her. Even her intoxicating feline beauty couldn’t cover up the poisonous aura that seemed to cling to her like a pestilence. She was a corruptive influence on Skyler, Evan was sure of that now. He would have it out with Mabel tonight too. This would be the very last time she would set foot in his home.

The two women were chattering intently as they entered the living room where Evan sat, half swallowed up in the big leather easy chair. Skyler was saying, “I really love sucking his balls–” She stopped short in mid-sentence as her startled eyes fell on Evan. “Why Evan!” she exclaimed, “what are you doing, sitting here all alone in the dark?”

He ignored the question. “Who are you talking about, Skyler?” he asked sullenly. “Whose balls do you love to suck?”

“Why–why, yours, of course, darling!” she cried, her face flooding with crimson. “Whose do you think?”

“If you love it so much, how about sucking them right now?” Evan urged, a steely undertone edging his voice. His fingers slowly unzipped his fly. Scooping out his genitals he allowed them to dangle out the front of his pants. “Go ahead,” he urged, “lay your tongue on my balls.”

Skyler gestured helplessly. “But–but not here in front of Mabel!” she protested, “I’d be embarrassed, Evan–”

“Now,” Evan said. His voice was calm but there was an iciness about it that made Skyler shiver in spite of the sultry temperature. “If you love sucking my balls enough to make it a subject for conversation with your trampy friends, you won’t mind sucking them in front of a spectator. Especially in front of Mabel, right?”

“Don’t you call my friends trampy…” Skyler began. Then, cowed by Evan ominous manner, she murmured, “Oh, very well…” Falling to her knees, she planted a polite peck on Evan’s testicles.

“That wasn’t very affectionate,” Evan observed, “but it will do for now. Now kiss me on the lips.”

“Please!” Skyler protested, “not after kissing your balls, Evan! It wouldn’t be sanitary–”

“Now,” Evan insisted.

“Let me go to the bathroom first–”

“Now!”

Pouting unhappily, Skyler surrendered. Her lips grazed Evan’s lightly. As she started to withdraw, however, Evan seized her by the hair, brutally anchoring his fingers in her blonde tresses and, forcing her lips open, darted his impetuous tongue far inside the soft, moist cavern of her mouth, sucking, and licking, and tasting!

“Hmm…” he murmured, “what makes your mouth taste so funny, Skyler? What makes your mouth so slimy and gooey? What kind of shit have you been lapping up, Skyler?”

“I–” she began. Before she had gotten two words out of her mouth, Evan struck her across the face with all the power he could pack into his strong right arm. “Liar!” he screamed, “cunt! You think I don’t know about your orgies with ponies? You think I don’t know you’ve been sucking off horses and donkeys and just about everything else that walks on four legs?”

Skyler could not meet the fury that glinted in his eyes. She was silent as she knelt where Evan’s powerful blow had impelled her. But her silence only enraged Evan all the more. Leaping from his chair, he ripped Skyler’s dress from her body, leaving her completely naked except for her shoes! She gasped at the unexpected assault.

Skyler’s velvety-soft skin still showed the marks of Evan’s previous beating. Mabel sucked in her breath sharply at the sight. “Oh Skyler!” she cried, “what fiend put those bruises and welts on your lovely body?”

Evan brandished the savage length of leather he had retrieved from the attic. “I’m the fiend that did that,” he informed her evenly. “And this time I intend to do an even better job!” Then, turning his near-manic glance on Skyler: “Bend down and grab your ankles, bitch! No–don’t bend your knees. Bend at the waist and grasp your ankles. I want the skin across your ass to be stretched drum-tight when this strap lays across it! I want your pretty pink asshole to kiss the strap when it skids across your whore’s ass!”

Her face a mask of confusion and shame, Skyler did as commanded. Folding her exquisite body at the waist, she reached down and seized her slim ankles, exposing her magnificent rear end for punishment. Her tits jittered like two lovely pots of day-old jello as she shiveringly awaited the first blow.

Wham! Wham! The merciless leather raised two quarter-inch welts on the lush rotundity of Skyler’s naked buttocks. “How do you like that?” Evan shouted. He could feel the alcohol steaming through the corridors of his tormented brain. He knew he would never have the heartlessness to punish his fragile young wife in this manner if it were not for the martinis with which he had just flooded his system. But it had to be done. Something had to be done to bring Skyler to her senses!

Much to his astonishment, Skyler began to moan, “Oh yes, Evan, beat me. Whip me harder! I’ve got a devil inside me, Evan! Whip the devil out of me burn the devil out of me with your strap, dearest!”

Whap! Whap! Whap! Seizing the brutal strap with both hands now, Evan commenced flogging Skyler with blind fury on the back on the pinkly blushing buttocks on the thighs. Her muscles quivered and rippled with every stroke of the monstrous instrument of torment.

All the time, Evan kept a tiny corner of his attention focused on Mabel Gurney. How would Mabel take it? How would she respond to the punishment and degradation of her best friend? There was an enigmatic expression on her catlike face a strange mixture of fear and fascination yes, and lust!

Now, Evan sensed that Mabel was approaching him from behind. He could feel her breath on his neck as she hung over him. She was very close He could feel the tips of her melon tits graze his back. Would she try to grab the strap from his hand? He almost wished she’d try! At this point, he’d enjoy giving Mabel Gurney a little taste of what he was dishing out to his wife …!

But Mabel did nothing of the kind. Suddenly Evan could feel her arms lightly enclose him from behind. She glided her soft fingertips over his chest, titillating his nipples for an instant, then delving them gradually lower until her hands were inside his open fly. Then, nuzzling his ass with her belly and crotch, she whispered in his ear, “Oh Evan, I can’t tell you how this stimulates me! I’m almost beside myself with desire!”

“What!” he gasped, his arm still rising and falling in a wholly mechanical rhythm as he continued to lash Skyler’s cringing figure.

“Yes!” she gasped in his ear, “Evan, listen–I’ve taken off my shorts can you feel my bare cunt smearing your ass through your pants? Evan, the sight of you tormenting Skyler’s naked body like that makes me so hot I could cum in my panties if I were wearing panties!”

Now, catlike, she had slipped between his legs and was crouching in front of him. He could see that she had indeed removed her apricot-colored shorts and was completely naked from the waist down. “Evan…” she implored him, her eyes blazing with perverted desire, “let me suck your cock while you beat the shit out of Skyler! I can watch from the corner of my eye while you do it. Oh please, Evan, grant me this one favor and I’ll be your devoted friend for life. Please, let me suck your big sausage while I watch you slam that monstrous strap across Skyler’s hide!”

Before Evan could utter a word, Skyler cried, “Let her do it, Evan! I deserve it. Let Mabel suck your cock while you degrade and humiliate me! Abase me, Evan it’s the only thing that will teach me a lesson. I deserve it!”

In the same instant, Mabel scooped Evan’s twitching cock out of his fly and commenced to lick its sensitive underside. Keeping an intent eye cocked on Skyler’s writhing, squirming body, Mabel gurgled, “Whip her harder! You’re a man, Evan, a strong, vigorous, muscular male–can’t you slam that strap into Skyler any harder than that? Oooh…”

Cuddling the rigid tool against her cheek, Mabel moaned, “Oh Evan, let me enjoy this moment please, please, beat Skyler with all your might while I stuff your beautiful monstrous cock all the way into my mouth and suck every last bit of cum from your balls! Please promise you won’t relax your whipping for even one second while you shoot your cum down my throat. Oh, this is the height of my desire, to suck a strong, virile cock while the man abuses a lovely naked woman. I may be insane, Evan, but that’s the way I am. Here I go, Evan, I’m giving your balls one final lick before I plunge your cock into my mouth. Umm, here goes!”

And with that, she sucked Evan’s livid slab of squirming meat into her mouth and commenced to lick and suck it with enormous relish. All the time, she watched from a corner of her eye where Skyler’s sweating form was shuddering under the impact of Evan’s lash. Still bravely clutching her ankles as she bent double, Skyler’s mouth was slavered with foam as she moaned, “Oh Evan Evan I never dreamed our marriage would be anything like this! I never dreamed you would have to punish me this way. I wanted to be a good wife to you, but I–Oooww Oh! Oh!”

Skyler screeched as the rough leather skidded across her asshole, stinging the exquisitely sensitive little crater to a peak of shuddering agony. Releasing her ankles for the first time, Skyler now straightened up. Facing Evan squarely, she blurted, “Whip me up and down my front now, Evan. Lash the fronts of my thighs and abuse my tits! Slam the strap across my pussy. Don’t be afraid, Evan I have it coming to me!”

Mabel removed Evan’s cock from her mouth for a moment to exclaim, “Do as she says, Evan! I want to see you leave huge masses of vivid, ugly marks all up and down her front! Oh Evan, let me bind her hands behind her with my scarf so she can’t protect herself. Can I do that, Evan? Please!”

And before Evan could either assent or object, Mabel had ripped the thin, silk scarf from around her neck and had securely bound Skyler’s hands behind her. “Now whip her good!” Mabel urged, a look of demonic frenzy contorting her delicate features, “and Evan, I love the feel and the taste of your cock in my mouth. But please be more aggressive! Fuck me in the mouth with your hot sausage. Pretend it’s an instrument of torture. Pretend it’s a red-hot bar of iron that you’re slamming down my throat, and I’ll pretend the same thing. Abuse my mouth with your rod, Evan!” She crammed the straining organ all the way into her mouth.

Now Evan was frenziedly fucking his thoroughly aroused cock down Mabel’s throat while he continued to wield the lash across Skyler’s writhing body. With her hands bound behind her, she was in no position to ward off Evan’s barbaric blows. Her tits leaped about like two frightened puppies as she vainly sought to wriggle away from the whip. But the lash seemed to be everywhere at once. On her tits on her sleekly out-curving belly on her jiggling, jelly-soft thighs everywhere!

Evan came with a sudden, explosive force that sent shock wave after shock wave pounding through his astonished frame. True to his promise, he did not relax his savage punishment of Skyler’s sweating, straining body for even one instant while his cock vomited charge after charge of steaming, syrupy cum into Mabel’s lust-transfigured mouth. He could feel her tongue delightedly slithering along the underside of his cock while the tissues of her throat blissfully seized the huge knob of his ruthlessly pounding cock. Pulling it further and further into her gullet, taking the full impact of his fire-hose stream into her belly, trying desperately to swallow the hot flood of Evan’s cum. Moaning in rage as half the insistent stream welled up in her throat, overflowing her mouth, slobbering over her lips and dripping from her chin!

“Oh Evan,” Skyler was groaning now, “can you ever forgive me? Can you ever forgive me for the filthy, rotten acts I’ve performed with animals? I’ve tried to resist the impulse, dearest, but the desire keeps creeping back no matter how sure I am that I’ve conquered it. I’ve been like this since I was a little girl for as long as I can remember. Oh, I’d give anything to be a normal human being content with my wonderful husband content with human cock. Punish me as viciously as you wish, dearest, it’s the only thing that will ever stop me from degrading myself!”

Mabel kneeled before Evan’s dripping cock, his pearly-white cum dribbling unheeded from her lips. Her eyes held a strange, glazed expression. It was as if Evan’s sperm were reacting on her like a powerful, narcotic drug. “Evan…” she begged in choked, husky tones, “give me the strap, please.”

“What?”

“Give me the strap,” she implored, “let me whip Skyler now! Please, Evan! You’re exhausted now. I can see your arm is practically numb with fatigue. I can punish her better than you can now!”

“I–I don’t think–” Evan began uncertainly.

“Hand her the strap,” Skyler begged, “let her abuse me any way she likes. Oh, Evan, savage, cruel punishment is my only hope. I’ve been to psychiatrists I’ve sought out professional help nothing seems to make any difference. Punishment–horrible, vicious punishment is my last hope!”

Half-unwillingly, Evan surrendered the strap to Mabel’s eager hands. She seemed possessed by an unholy passion as she forced Skyler once more to display her ass. Mabel literally shook and trembled with zeal as she plied the murderous leather back and forth across Skyler’s cringing back, buttocks, and thighs.

After a moment, though, Mabel caught Evan’s eye. “Come here, Evan,” she whispered as she continued to slam the strap against her friend’s welt-ravaged back. Grudgingly, Evan obeyed. At this point, the effects of the alcohol were commencing to wear off and he was no longer sure that punishment was the cure for whatever ailed Skyler …

As soon as Evan drew near, Mabel whispered in his ear, “Let me handle your cock, Evan. Let me fondle your cock while I torment Skyler. It will give me the strength I need…” She did not wait for his response. Now, as her right arm slashed Skyler’s ass and thighs with even greater fury than before, Mabel’s left hand was busy caressing Evan’s cock squeezing out the final remnants of his cum mauling and squashing the blueberry rod of coarsely-veined meat in her well-manicured fingers.

Now Mabel’s blood-red fingernails were embedded in Evan’s balls. Drawing him closer to her, she whispered, “I have an excellent idea, Evan! Skyler is our slave now. With her hands tied behind her back like that, she’s practically powerless to resist us. Why don’t you punish her in front while I torment her from behind?”

“How do you mean?” Evan inquired, regarding her doubtfully. He had never seen a woman so possessed with the urge to punish to vilify by the foulest means possible. There was something terrifying about the cruel fires that blazed smokily behind Mabel’s lovely, catlike eyes.

“Piss in her face!” Mabel hissed in his ear, “treat her like a common piece of shit. It’s the only thing she understands!”

As it so happened, Evan’s bladder was near to bursting at that point. He had not urinated since some time that morning, and it was now evening. The tensions that had been building in him ever since the anonymous phone call came through had banished everything but Skyler from his mind. He was more than ready to go now. Yes, Mabel’s suggestion was a good one. It would kill two birds with one stone …

He walked around to where Skyler was half-doubled forward, cringing under the impact of Mabel’s vicious lash. Evan’s cock was still dangling out of his fly. No longer erect, it was a huge, semi-flaccid rod of red, rubbery flesh. As soon as Skyler saw Evan’s organ squirming lasciviously only a few inches from her face, like an obscene worm, she cried, “Oh Evan, are you going to let me suck your cock now? Oh, darling, it’s more than I deserve…”

Evan let fly. The thick stream of steaming, amber piss struck Skyler in the face with a force that made her gasp! Evan played the stream expertly over her features, flooding her mouth, her nose, her eyes, then bathing her titties in the noxious yellow fluid.

“Oh, Evan!” Skyler gurgled, unable to breathe, unable to see as the hot liquid inundated her features, “I never thought you’d uu ugg hh!”

Her words died in mid-sentence as her husband vengefully slammed the piss-spurting shaft between Skyler’s flared lips and held it there the foul liquid filling up her mouth, draining into her throat, regurgitating from her gullet into her nose and cascading from her nostrils down over her lips and chin!

Vengefully, Evan wormed his spewing tool even deeper into Skyler’s throat. “Suck my piss, bitch!” he hissed contemptuously. “Go ahead–gulp it down! What’s wrong with it? I’m sure you’ve done it for many a horse many a common alley cur for goats and pigs and hell only knows what other kind of beast.

“No, Evan, I never–” Skyler attempted to groan, but now the foul voiding of her husband’s bladder was filling up her throat, literally drowning her in its steamy, foaming abundance! Piss was flooding from her mouth and nostrils at the same time, and still, Evan prodded his cock ever more relentlessly into her gaping, agonized mouth!

And, at the same time, Mabel was frenziedly playing the lash back and forth, up and down Skyler’s squirming, flinching body, raising an ugly, crisscrossing network of welts and bruises on the porcelain-like flesh from neck to ankles! Her face was like a fiend’s as she slammed the leather against Skyler’s hide again and again and again …!

At length, Skyler sank to her knees and sprawled, doll-like on the floor. Piss still bubbled from her mouth as she gasped, “Oh Evan no more for now I-I think I’ve learned my lesson please, no more!”

Evan unbound her hands then and kissed her all over her urine-stained face and breasts. He murmured endearments in her ear. Somehow, during the ensuing few minutes, Mabel slipped out of sight. By the time Evan retained the presence of mind enough to look for her, she was gone and her car had vanished too.

But–oddly enough–her apricot colored “hot pants” still remained where she had negligently flung them in a corner! Mabel had exited into the night half naked!

That was so like Mabel. It was typical of her catlike disposition to be contemptuous uncaring reckless in her every action! Evan licked his lips inadvertently as he thought of Mabel’s lovely mouth clamping itself lasciviously onto the ardent meat of his great cock and sucking sucking sucking. I’ll bet she’d be a great fuck, he mused, I wonder if she cares to have a human cock between her legs I wonder …

And then he sternly banished all such thoughts from his weary mind. Skyler was the woman he loved. Skyler was the only woman he cared to take into his bed.

Looking down at where she lay sprawled on the floor, he saw Skyler lick her lips. What was she thinking of! Was she taking perverse enjoyment from the taste of his piss! Or was she reveling in the remembered flavor of stronger stuff?

And he clenched his hands savagely as he remembered the thick, yellow horse cum churning over Skyler’s lips!

*****

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  • mary1492

    i wish i could get a man to whip my body like that mary

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