"I don't care if you don't want to eat cunt!" Bill snarled at the two women. He sat on a short stool in one corner of the platform and twirled an evil-looking black riding crop in the fingers of one hand. "The sooner you get through your heads that we husbands no longer give a shit about what you want, the easier things will be on you."
Becky glanced skittishly around her. She and Joy lay flat on their stomachs on the padded floor of the platform while Wanda was sitting next to the wall only a few feet away with her hands chained to the rough boarding alongside her head.
At one corner of the platform, Joy's husband, Bill, was perched on a small, three legged stool glaring down at Becky and Joy as if from some kind of a throne.
Jim and Tom were off to one side, standing next to the platform watching as Bill put the women through their paces. All of the men were naked, cocks heavy-hanging but not erect as they toyed with their nude wives.
Bright sunlight beamed through a small window cut in the east wall of the cabin. Dawn had broken several hours before, and all three women had, much to their dismay, been awoke to see it. Sleep came hard when chained erect naked ass against scratchy pine, but at lent their feet had been lowered to the floor for the night. After Wanda had been triple-fucked the afternoon before, the tine sadistic husbands apparently were sated, and they had chained the bruised and battered brunette back with the others as cum still leaked from her mouth, cunt and ass. The bindings for all three were then loosened enough for them to put their weight on their feet, then the men had left them alone through the cool evening and even colder night.
They hadn't eaten. Their stomachs growled. None of the women had had lunch before the trip to the cabin, and there was no food coming that night from the men. Before the husbands departed, they gave them each a small drink of water, then abandoned them to the dark.
"Oooooh," Wanda had groaned, her asshole still painfully stretched.
The agony of her shiner made the bruised flesh in her mouth and pussy seem like nothing. The heady taste of jism still swirled around her tongue, and cum juice leaked down her legs where they dried in long streaks.
"They're crazy!" Joy whispered alongside Becky, talking to herself. "They've gone completely nuts! When I get my hands on Bill again, I'll make him eat shit!"
"They've already made me do that," Wanda moaned as if something inside her was about to break.
Night had fallen and they were staring into darkness.
Becky's eyes opened wide, but she could see nothing. Nighttime in the mountains was dark as sin and either the moon hadn't risen or it was covered by clouds. Becky bit her lower lip. She felt sorry for Wanda, and had to fight back a tinge of guilt. After all, it had been her husband, Jim, who had fed her a cock covered with specks of shit.
All considered, Becky knew she had come out lucky so far, even though she'd had to suck that monster cock. Even with the brutal fucking of her cunt out in the yard, it still wasn't as bad as it had been for the other wives. Each of the others had had a cock in their face and both of them had been cornholed in the ass. At least her own little shithole was still virgin.
Surely the men would come to their senses. It was impossible that things could go on. After all, the men were dealing with their wives who had dominated them until that day.
The night grew long.
Moans and groans occasionally filled the room.
Each of them was suffering in her own shame of what the other two women had seen. Their rapes had been bad enough without the other wives looking on.
A faint light crept in through the window, giving a false tint to the darkness. The moan had risen. Becky didn't know whether it helped or merely taunted her with the promise of being able to see.
Something rustled beside her. For a second it startled her, then she realized it was naked female flesh against rough wood.
"Me you still awake?" she asked.
"Yeah," Joy moaned from beside her in the darkness. "I hurt. I've got to take a terrible piss."
"Are you going to call them?" Becky cringed at the thought.
Joy laughed with barely concealed pain. "And have the bastards torture us some more? They'd only fuck my cunt and bust my bladder, then probably laugh at how much it hurt."
"What are you going to do then?"
"God, I don't know," the blonde woman groaned. "Another five minutes and I'll have to piss down my leg."
Becky suddenly realized that it would have to be that way. "You might as well go ahead and let it go since it's not going to get any better."
"I know," the blonde sighed. "I've been fighting it, but I can't go on like that. Shit! Here goes! I hope it doesn't splash!"
Becky listened. She could imagine the pert little blonde's pussy flaring open as her pisshole let go.
Suddenly the sound of piss echoed through the room, a hissing of the stream, then the splash against the floor.
"Oh, that feels so damn good!" they groaned in the darkness and Becky caught her breath.
Drops of the hot piss were splashing in her direction and sprinkling her feet. Suddenly her own guts gripped, squeezing down on her bladder and making it ache. As she listened to the woman's hot piss cascade to the floor, she too was gripped by a need to piss.
"Here's mine!" Becky gasped as she felt her pisshole flare and the burning liquid gush toward the opening.
Then suddenly piss erupted from her, splashing all, over the lips of her cunt. Between her feet, the liquid streaked onto the floor, splashing back to cover her shins.
"Oh God!" Becky moaned as her entire pussy flashed hot.
Farther along the wall, a third stream of hot pin struck the floorboards as Wanda cut loose.
All three of the women gasped out their excited agony of being shamed into pissing on the floor. Their assholes fluttered in warped excitement as their clits jingled hot nerves. None of them mentioned the sexual fire it ignited in their pussies, sure that they were the only one bearing that shame.
In the morning, the men returned.
One at a time, the women were unchained and fed a lukewarm bowl of clumpy oatmeal. Then each in turn was led across the room and bolted to clamps on the opposite wall. At least they could sit with their naked asses on the platform, an improvement of glorious proportions. If the three puddles of drying piss had been noticed, none of the men had anything to say.
Finally, Becky and Joy were freed to be pushed onto their stomachs, groveling facedown on the padding.
Bill brought a stool and placed it in one corner and ordered the two women to eat cunt.
Becky glanced over at her husband, searching his face for some hope that the ordeal would soon be over. She thought cocksucking was something disgusting, but she had never even thought about running her tongue into some other girl's cuntslit. She wanted Jim to step up onto the platform and tell her that it was all some crazy sort of joke. But there was no comfort in his eyes; in fact, his cock was growing hard at the thought of his wife licking pussy juices from another woman's cunt.
"Jim, Tom — these two bitches are resisting us," Bill said from his perch on the stool. "It looks, like you, need to train them a bit to get them to do what we say. Go over there and get a riding crop of your own, and let's teach them how to mind."
Panic gripped Becky. She had been beaten out in the yard the day before. Her skin was still marked by that thrashing and she wanted no more of any whip. She glanced over toward Joy.
The other young woman was flat on her chest, her hard little tits shoved into the mat, squashing them out toward her sides. Her pale ass rode up from the curve of the small of her back, her fair skin marked by the faintest of bikini marks.
Becky wondered whether she could even force herself to touch Joy's creamy skin, much less lick out her juicy cunt.
The men were back. They each carried a three-foot black crop, a match for the one Bill tumbled in his hand. Tom stepped up over Joy while Jim towered over Becky.
At least there was thanks for that, she thought. Jim was her own husband, and surely he wouldn't hurt her even though he had joined in the fucking fun.
Swack!
Becky's entire body leaped from the platform. The short cane had whistled down onto her asscheeks, scoring them with a hot, angry lint. When she fell back to the platform, her own weight tortured her tits.
Joy screamed beside her as a laud smack echoed through the room.
Panic-ridden, Becky glanced over to see a harsh scarlet line tattooed into the young woman's ass.
"Give them another one and make this one hurt," Jim urged his two friends. "Keep beating those naked asses until they have their faces buried into each other's cunt."
Jim and Tom were eager to comply.
Both riding crops were swishing through the air. They landed almost simultaneously, igniting stinging agony.
"Aaeeii!" Joy shrieked in pain. "Don't!" Becky screamed.
Again their flesh was carved by the canes.
Before another blow fell, both girls were scrambling toward the other on their stomachs. They slammed together in the center of the platform, rolling to their sides to grapple with the other one's body. Their heads were toward the other's legs and their tits crushed against opposite abdomens as twin blows of the riding crops drove them together. Before they could think through the stinging, slashing pain, their faces were driving toward the other's cunt.
Becky was aghast. She was staring right into the other girl's cuntslit. She would have never believed cunthair could be so fair. Joy's pussy hair was so colorless that, even up close, it did little to hide the slit of her cunt. There wasn't even enough to form the triangle that Becky thought of as womanly. Faint strands, thinly sown, paraded loosely down both sides of Joy's cunt as if they were only an afterthought to accent, rather than to hide her pouting little fuck-slit.
As the two wives scrambled together, they parted their legs to give room for the other's head.
Before Becky's eyes, Joy's pouting pussy flowered open. The outer mounds that formed her pussyslit pulled back, revealing simile, pinker lips inside. Joy's cunt was shaped like a teardrop with the pointed end at top. There, ha cuntlips came together at almost an angle to form a resting spot for her nubby little clit. All of the flesh inside Joy's pink cunt seemed to glisten although it wasn't even wet.
The riding crop slashed down again. In their fascination with the sight of each other's pussy so close, the two wives had forgotten they were expected to lick it.
Becky sniffed. A faint whiff of piss clung to Joy's legs just as Becky was sure it did to her own. Their bout of pissing in the dark the previous night had marked them in more ways than one. But the faint aroma of piss was surprisingly a turn-on for Becky and it made her dip closer rather than pulling away. Now, with her nose almost in Joy's pink pussy, she could smell the woman's natural odor.
Do I smell like that? Becky wondered, finding the smell somehow pleasant. Maybe that was one of thee reasons most men enjoyed cunt licking as one of their extra sports.
Slowly Becky's tongue jutted out and lightly touched Joy's pink cunt-skin. The tingle it caused within her came as such a surprise that Becky jerked the tip of her tongue away. Then again, more determined now, she curled her tongue and stroked it down Joy's pussyflesh. Joy's legs tensed and Becky could hear a moan from somewhere near her own thighs.
It wasn't really bad at all. Once the revolting thought of cuntlicking was overcome, it didn't seem to be bad at all. Becky never would have tried it without being beaten into submission, but, now that it was done, she thought there was no reason to panic.
Something warm brushed down the length of her own pussyslit and Becky's body trembled. She knew that the stroke had been made by Joy's tongue, and the satiny caress had sent a thrill clear to the base of her spine. More urgent now, her own tongue shot out and licked firmly up onto the blonde's little clit.
Joy's moan was louder.
Then, as if Joy was learning what to do by what Becky was doing to her, Becky felt her own jangling clit being brushed by Joy's tongue. Warmth flooded through her pussyhole and Becky knew she was getting wet. Her own moans joined those of the other wife as they began lapping at each other's cunt.
"Goddamn!" Tom hissed from above them. "I think they like it! The bitches are actually getting turned on to licking each other's clit!"
Laughter poured around them, but the two young women hardly noticed as they became lost in the other's slippery cunt. Tongues were now exploring, slippery in cuntjuices, from one end of the pussyslit to the other.
Becky licked the entrance to Joy's cunthole, relishing in the slightly acid, but tasty juices, then she plunged her tongue deep into Joy's pussy. Her tongue was curled and hardened, thrusting like a cock inside the steamy cunt-pit of her companion. All thoughts of beatings were now far from Becky's mind as she lapped up and swallowed sweet pussyjuices, while Joy was also busy nursing nectar from Becky's fiery cunt.
"Look at her tonguefuck!" Jim exclaimed as he leaned closer to see between Joy's legs. "My wife's got a pussy in her face, and she's eating it like it was going out of style!"
Bill had stood up from the stool, his cock getting hard as he watched the two women thrash against each other on the matting. One of the two was his own blonde wife with a body like a teenager, and she was licking cunt like she had been doing it all her life. He wanted to get closer to push his face down near the flaming redhaired cunt of Jim's wife, and watch Joy tongue-lash the pussyslit of the other moaning slut. Somehow he had expected that from the cock-hating little bitches, and he would have stomped their asses for it if their cuntlapping hadn't turned him, on so much.
"You fucking lesbian whores!" Bill snarled as he settled to his knees and got the right angle for watching his wife eat cunt.
Her pink tongue swirled inside Becky's pouting pussy, gathering up slippery juices for her throat to eagerly swallow.
Becky heard the accusing words, but threw them out of the back of her mind. She was being made to eat pussy, it was no fault of her own. The harder she licked, the faster Joy tongued her, so it was really nothing more than two girls learning to survive. As long as they were sucking pussyjuices from each other's gaping little cunthole, no whips or riding crops were beating on their asses. What made better sense? Becky thought as she speared her tongue up Joy's delicious pussyhole.
Becky shivered. Then quivered. Heat gathered at the base of her spine. Then it began pouring down the river of her cunthole and an orgasm burst from her guts.
"Mmmmph!" she groaned into Joy's slippery pussy-pit.
Her legs shook, clamping down on the blonde's ears. She squeezed the girl's head strongly between her legs as if the added pressure could burst more cum from her cunt.
"Turn them over with Joy on top," Bill suddenly ordered, pushing his wife's shoulders to roll the entwined wives.
Jim pushed Joy's naked little ass until she twisted over onto Becky's face and she lay along Becky's supine form.
The new position smothered Joy's cunt down onto Becky's mouth, the weight of Joy's hips keeping her pussy pressed firmly against Becky's lips. When Becky thrust upward with her curled tongue, the probing reached deeper into Joy's cunt.
Joy moaned and wiggled atop Becky, trying to force her pussy down even farther to drive Becky's tongue up as far as it could reach. Between Becky's legs, Joy's face mashed down into her gaping cuntslit, her tongue twirling furiously, then diving into Becky's cunt. Pussy eating had turned frantic now that both girls were being rocked by a series of jolting cums.
The three men circled them, laughing and prodding them with the riding crops. But, even though they grew brutal, the cuntlapping gnu didn't seem to notice.
"Those bitches really do like it, don't they?" Bill said in near amazement.
As he bent over them, he could smell the odor of pouring pussyjuices. His cock was hard and throbbing from watching their antics, and he didn't know whether to punish them or urge them on even more.
"Let's give them a thrill," Bill finally said, dropping to his knees near his wife's head. "Jim, ram your riding crop up Joy's asshole and let's ream them out while they're licking each other's cunt."
Jim laughed at the idea. His cock throbbed at the thought. He, too, dropped to his knees, then stared at Joy's bobbing ass.
Winking out from between her creamy asscheeks was the brown puckered shithole that was the gateway to her guts. He tried to line the crop up with her shithole, then pushed down hard on the top of her hips with his hand.
"Mmmmph!" Becky groaned as Joy's pussy was shoved even harder down, onto her face.
Jim had trapped Joy's ass and was holding it still. As Becky watched, wide-eyed, he aimed the black riding crop at Joy's asshole and jammed six inches of it inside with a single, brutal thrust.
Becky's asscheeks were parted by Bill's eager hand and the leather tip of his crop slowly began invading her ass.
Something gripped her guts. She couldn't tell whether it was fear or a sudden shot of sexual excitement. The long shaft poked far into her bowels and it began cornholing inside her as Bill pistoned his hand.
Above Becky's face, Joy's shithole was also being fucked by the narrow rod, gliding in and out.
The pressure on Becky's face eased. The thrill in her cunt peaked.
Joy was furiously licking Becky's pussyslit from one end to the other.
Becky concentrated on the tiny bud of sex nerves at the top of Joy's cunt, puffing Joy's clit into her mouth and sucking it.
A flood of pussyjuice poured over Becky's face.
Joy screamed into Becky's cunt as an orgasm shook through her small body. Becky's own pussy was leaping and shooting, blasting one rocket after another as cum poured through her hot fuckhole.
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