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  Agony and rapture.

  “You like this, don't you, Mother?” hissed Stefani, clamping a clothespin on her mother's upper tit.

  “It's... it's...” The woman's face contorted. “It feels... It hurts, but... but... It feels... It makes me... I...”

  “You love it,” I purred, clamping another clothespin on her tit. They swayed. There were dozens of them per breast. “Don't you? You're just a naughty slave that loves the pain.”

  Mrs. Armstrong whimpered and nodded her head.

  “Do you see, Daddy?” Stefani said, her hand grabbing another clothespin. She pinched this one on her mother's stomach between lengths of red rope crisscrossing her torso. “Mommy's just a submissive whore.”

  “She is,” groaned her father. “She just needs to be controlled, doesn't she?”

  “Yes, I do,” moaned Mrs. Armstrong. “I'll just be wanton. I want to eat our daughter's pussy. I lied. I loved it. I was just shocked. I felt I should hate it. I was ashamed she knew I loved pussy. I'm such a hypocrite. Yes!”

  I clamped a clothespin on her belly, pinching the toned skin. She shuddered, whimpered. We went lower, working down her stomach, adding more and more clothespins to decorate her body. We were heading to her auburn bush.

  My girlfriend grinned at me as she darted her hand down between her mother's thighs with another clothespin. She nudged through her mother's pubic hair and found thick, engorged labia covered in pussy juices.

  She clamped her mother's cuntlip.

  “Oh, my Lord!” gasped the MILF, her clothespin-studded tits bouncing. Her swollen breasts looked so delicious, her skin stretched taut. Her dark-red hair danced about her contorting face. “Oh, that hurts! Oh, yes, yes, punish my disgusting pussy! I'm such a wicked mother! A whorish wife!”

  I grabbed another clothespin. Grinning at my girlfriend, I found the MILF's other labia. I clamped it. She gasped and bucked, her juices running down the clothespin, soaking the wood. The tangy passion swelled, my own cunt aching with delight.

  “Mmm, that's hot,” moaned Stefani. “Don't you think, Daddy? Isn't she such a beautiful whore?”

  “Yeah,” groaned her dad.

  “But she needs something else. Daddy, fetch that butt plug for me.”

  Mr. Armstrong obeyed his daughter. He grabbed the thick, black cone and rushed it over to his daughter, his cock bobbing before him. It was so small compared to Clint's. My brother watched, standing beside our sisters as Melody played with Pam's tits.

  Their three eyes on us were so hot. My pussy was on fire.

  Stefani smiled as she moved around her mother. I followed, wanting to watch the fun. The MILF moaned and whimpered. Stefani licked the tip of the butt plug. Her tongue danced around the end of the rubber cone. She soaked it in her spit before she grinned at me.

  This was so hot. I parted her mother's asscheeks, exposing that puckered asshole.

  “Mmm, Mommy, I couldn't help noticing how hard you came from the anal beads,” Stefani purred. She lowered the butt plug to her mother's crack. “You're going to love this, aren't you?”

  “Uh-huh,” the woman moaned. “Stefani!”

  Her back arched, her arms wiggling against the bonds. The rope rasped as her daughter drilled the butt plug into her asshole. I shuddered, watching that tight, brown anal ring swallowing it as Stefani pressed it deeper and deeper into Mrs. Armstrong. She groaned as her asshole stretched wider and wider.

  It was so hot to witness. Stefani drilled it deeper. Her mother moans grew louder. They were throaty and passionate. Mrs. Armstrong's body wiggled back and forth. Her moans echoed through the dungeon. Everyone watched her.

  “Oh, Lord, that's huge!” the MILF whimpered. “Oh, that's so big. She's stretching me out, honey. Our daughter's stretching out my asshole! It's incredible.”

  “Are you... are you going to cum?” groaned Mr. Armstrong.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” the MILF howled as Stefani thrust it harder.

  I groaned as the massive butt plug vanished into her mother's asshole. Her hole squeezed shut around the stem, the knob nestled between her butt cheeks. Her mother's body bucked and heaved. Pussy juices gushed down her thighs, coating the clothespins in her cunt cream. That tangy passion filled my nostrils.

  Her moans echoed through the room. It was so incredible. I loved it. My pussy clenched as Mrs. Armstrong kept proving how much of a pain-slut she was. It was incredible. I once thought this woman was the most prudish cunt on the planet.

  She was a kinky whore.

  “Ooh, Daddy,” Stefani purred, standing up, “looks like Mommy disobeyed you again. She didn't ask permission to cum, did she?”

  “No, she didn't,” groaned her father. He stroked his cock again, staring at his wife with such lust in his eyes.

  “She's just a whore,” moaned Melody, pinching our half-sister's tits.

  Pam whimpered in agreement while Clint had a big smile on his lips. He had his arms folded across his muscular chest, not stroking his hard cock like a desperate wimp. He controlled his desires. He wasn't a slave to them.

  Stefani rose and headed to the table. She grabbed both of the flails. She grinned at me, her breasts swaying. “Well, Yunie, thin or thick?”

  I stared at the two flails. The thick one had broad strips of leather wider than two of my fingers combined. The other had dozens of thin strips, almost as fine as a whip. One produced a thudding slap and the other a stinging kiss.

  “The thick one,” I purred.

  “Mmm, you are thicc in all the right places,” my girlfriend purred, staring at my curvaceous body with hungry eyes.

  I winked at her.

  She handed me the thick one. Then she grabbed her mother and hauled her to her feet. The bound woman gasped. She stumbled, her round breasts jiggling. Her clothespin-studded tits looked so swollen and ripe. Just perfect to enjoy.

  “Now stand there, Mommy,” Stefani purred, taking such delight in this, “and let us punish you for cumming without Daddy's permission. Or mine.”

  “I'm sorry, Stefani honey,” she groaned. “I shouldn't have, but... The butt plug feels amazing in me. I'm such a slut! And the clothespins... They hurt so sweetly.”

  Stefani grinned. Her arm swung.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  The thin straps striped her mother's rump with dozens of red lines. Her mother's back arched. Her auburn hair danced around her head as she whimpered and groaned, that throaty sound of a slut who loved being punished. Mrs. Armstrong wiggled her hips.

  She didn't retreat.

  I drew back my arm and swung the flail.

  SWISH! THUD!

  The thick straps landed heavily on the woman's rump. She jumped and gasped. Her back arched.

  Her arms bound behind her pulled against the ropes. She made this amazing sound of pain and pleasure.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  More stripes blossomed.

  SWISH! THUD!

  The impact shuddered through the MILF, her ass jiggling, glazing red.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  The sounds were so exciting. Pussy juices ran down my thighs as we punished her.

  SWISH! THUD!

  We alternated. We struck her over and over, driving her wild.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “You're just such a whore, aren't you, Mommy!” moaned my lover.

  SWISH! THUD!

  “Yes, you are,” I moaned, watching those scarlet asscheeks jiggling.

  “I am!” Mrs. Armstrong moaned. “I deserve this. Keep spanking me, Stefani honey! Punish your mother! I was so wrong! I was so jealous that you were open to your desires. That you loved another woman the way I always wanted!”

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “When I had the chance to do it anonymously, I leaped at it!”

  SWISH! THUD!

  “I loved it! And then you showed up!”

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “I was so ashamed that you knew I was a lezzie whore! After the way I treated you, I reacted badly!”

  SWISH!
THUD!

  “I'm so sorry, Stefani honey! I'm a whore! A slave to my desires! I have to be controlled or I'll just be such a filthy, disgusting slut!”

  “Yes!” Stefani hissed and slammed her flail into her mother's ass.

  CRACK!

  The sound was the loudest yet. Her mother threw back her head and gasped out in pain. It was incredible. I trembled, watching as my lover's tits heaved.

  “You're such a whore!” hissed Stefani!

  CRACK!

  I gasped as Pam hugged me from behind. I felt her corset against my blouse, her breasts rubbing into my tits. Her nipples caressed my nubs. Her arms went around me as I watched Stefani whip her mother's ass.

  “You made me feel like I was a disgusting thing!”

  CRACK!

  “Like I wasn't good enough to be your daughter!”

  CRACK!

  “You're better than I am!” moaned her mother. Her voice was throaty. Tears fell down her cheeks. “Keep spanking me. I deserve it. I love you, Stefani. I don't hate you. I hate myself for how I treated you!”

  CRACK!

  I shuddered as Pam kissed at my neck. Her lips nibbled on my flesh, feeling so naughty. Her left hand cupped my large tit. She kneaded me as the cracks hissed through the air. Then her hand shoved down to my pussy. I felt something hard in her hand. Something round.

  A clit vibrator.

  It buzzed to life as she pressed it into the folds of my pussy. Pleasure sparked through me. I groaned as my sister massaged my clit. She pressed the vibrating delight into me. My clit drank it in. My pussy, primed by the naughty fun, burst into overdrive.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  Pam rubbed her little toy in circles on my clit. The buzzing delight assaulted my bud. Pleasure surged through me. My toes curled. My breasts jiggled, her hand squeezing my left tit. She nibbled up to my neck, teasing me with her lips while my pussy juices dripped down my thighs.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “Mmm, she's just so beautiful, isn't she?” Pam whispered in my ear. “Your lover.”

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “Uh-huh,” I moaned, my heart pounding in my chest. “Just amazing. I love her.”

  SWISH! CRACK!

  Stefani winked at me.

  “I love her so much, Pam,” I groaned, my hips undulating as my half-sister massaged my clit and gave me such pleasure. My body rushed towards my orgasm. I couldn't fight it. Not with that buzzing delight massaging my most sensitive bud.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  Stefani looked so passionate. Her fiery hair danced about her shoulders as she drew back her arm. Her firm tits heaved. Her golden nipple rings glinted in the light of the dungeon. She slammed the flail down hard.

  CRACK!

  Her mother's butt-cheeks rippled.

  I groaned as my lover cocked back her arm again. I wiggled my hips, feeling Pam's ticklish pubic hair on my rump. Her leather corset creaked as she ground against me. She pressed the clit rocket hard against my aching nub while her fingers found one of my nipples.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  She twisted my nub.

  “Pam!” I moaned, my toes curling. “Yes, yes, Pam, I'm going to cum!”

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “Mmm, cum,” purred Pam. “Just enjoy yourself. Mr. Armstrong is.”

  SWISH! CRACK!

  The pathetic man fisted his cock as his daughter did his job for him. Stefani was wild. Beautiful. Perfect. My body trembled. The pleasure swelled through me. I groaned, my heart racing in my chest. I couldn't handle this any longer. I bit my lower lip, this wild passion surging through me. It built and built, threatening to drown me.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  My eyes fluttered. My cunt clenched.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  I exploded on the buzzing vibrator. My head threw back as I trembled in Pam's loving embrace. My Japanese sister sucked on my neck and twisted my nipple. Wave after wave of rapture rippled out of my cunt.

  SWISH! CRACK!

  “Yes, yes, Pam, you're amazing!” I moaned. “Oh, my god, yes, yes!”

  Stefani turned, the flail held low in her hand, tails swaying around her right thigh. She watched me, her green eyes hot as I trembled. I bucked and shuddered, my pussy convulsing. Waves of rapture washed out of me. They inundated my mind.

  “Ooh, Yunie,” groaned Stefani, the flail slipping from her fingers. Her thighs gleamed with her cream. Her juices ran down her thighs. “Isn't she gorgeous, Mommy?”

  “Yes,” whimpered the trembling whore. Mrs. Armstrong's entire ass blazed red. Her bound body twisted, her clothespins jiggling on her tits as she squirmed around to look at me. “yes, she does.”

  “Don't you just want to eat her up,” Stefani moaned as Pam kept the clit rocket pressed on my sensitive bud.

  “Uh-huh,” the MILF whimpered.

  The pleasure soaked my mind. The ecstasy washed out of my pussy. My tart passion filled my nose. That wonderful musk filled my every inhalation. My eyes fluttered as my heart pumped rapture through my veins.

  Stefani groaned then threw herself at me. She seized me, pulling me to her and ripping me from Pam's embrace. Our breasts came together as her lips captured mine in a wild kiss. I melted against her, our nipples brushing. Our mouths worked with wild passion, tongues dueling.

  I felt everyone watching us, especially her mother. Mrs. Armstrong panted and whimpered, envying her daughter. I grabbed Stefani's rump, pulling her tight against me. My hands kneaded her flesh as I savored the delicious flavor of her mouth.

  Our hips wiggled, shifted. We pressed our pussies against the other's thighs, legs half-entwined. Her skin felt so hot against my twat. Pleasure rippled through me. I groaned into her mouth, my hands massaging her rump while hers stroked my back.

  “Aren't they beautiful?” Melody purred.

  “Mmm, they are,” Pam said. “Inspiring.”

  I heard my half-sisters began kissing, loving each other the way I loved my Stefani. My clit throbbed against her, drinking in fresh delight, driving me towards my orgasm. I wanted to cum so badly. I wanted to writhe in my lover's embrace.

  I wanted to feast on her and feel her devouring me. A wild, wicked delight. My heart thundered in my chest. I wanted it so badly. To just fall to the floor and devour her. She would taste so delicious. Tangy, like her mother.

  I broke the kiss and stared into Stefani's feverish, green eyes.

  “Yes, Yunie, let's do it!” she moaned before I could say it. “Let's sixty-nine.”

  “God, I love you,” I moaned, my heart beating so fast. My fingers kneaded her rump.

  “That's so sweet,” moaned Pam. “They're so hot together.”

  “Mmm, they are,” Melody purred. “Want to join them?”

  “You know I love eating your pussy.”

  I shuddered as Pam and Melody were already sinking to the floor, Pam ending up on top of Melody. My two half-sisters were so eager for each other. They twisted around, Pam planting her furred muff on Melody's hungry mouth.

  “Damn, they are beautiful,” Clint said, awe in his voice.

  “Yes, they are,” I said.

  “Yunie, let's eat each other!” moaned my girlfriend. “You got to cum, but I haven't! My pussy is on fire!”

  “Oh, I'm going to make you explode,” I said, pulling my lover to the floor.

  I settled on my back, my breasts piling into two plump mounds. Stefani squirmed atop me, her nipples rubbing into my nubs. Her nipple ring caught on my left nub, teasing me as she squirmed. My pussy clenched, heat surging through me.

  Then she spun around on me, our tits rubbing against the other's stomach. She threw her leg over me so her pussy hovered right above my head. Her labia spread open wide, her pink depths exposed to my hungry gaze.

  A drop of tangy passion landed on my lips.

  I moaned as I licked it up, her aroma filling my nose. I seized her rump and pulled her down. Her pussy melted to my face. My tongue lapped through her labia while she buried her face into my cunt. Her tongue
darted through my petals, teasing me.

  It was incredible.

  She darted through my folds, licking me with such hunger. She squirmed on me as my tongue attacked her clit. She needed to cum, and I wanted to make her explode as fast as possible. Then I was going to take my time with her.

  Tease her. Love her.

  “Yunie!” she squealed into my pussy as I sucked on her clit.

  “Oh, my, Zoey, you're loving my daughter,” Mrs. Armstrong moaned, such envy in her voice.

  “Always!” I moaned, trembling on the ground. My hips wiggled back and forth.

  My tongue darted around Stefani's sensitive, pink nub. Then I sucked on it. My hands kneaded my lover's rump as she squirmed atop me. Her tangy juices soaked my lips. They spilled down my chin. My eyes stared at her taint and her asshole winking between her butt-cheeks.

  I loved the sight.

  She moaned into my pussy. Her tongue stirred around inside of me. She teased me. Drove me wild. It was an incredible treat to enjoy. I groaned, savoring this passion surging through me. It was incredible. I whimpered out in delight. The rapture burned through me. My body trembled on the carpet.

  “Yunie!” gasped my lover.

  “Are you going to cum?” Mrs. Armstrong asked. “Are you, Stefani honey?”

  “Yes!” she howled. “I'm so hot. I... I... Yunie!”

  Her wonderful cream gushed out of her pussy and bathed my face. I lapped up the delicious flood. I groaned, savoring every moment of drinking her tangy delight. My tongue danced over her pussy folds. I teased her. Drove her wild. She whimpered atop me, grinding back and forth on me. Her hot cream ran over my cheeks and chin.

  It was incredible. A wild treat that I was lucky enough to enjoy. I moaned into her cunt. I worshiped her as I savored her wild flavor. My tongue danced over her folds, licking up her cream as she squealed into my cunt.

  “Yunie! Yunie! I love you! You're the fucking best! Oh, my god! Ooh, yes, yes, lick up my cream.”

  A shadow fell over me as I did that. Clint dropped to his knees, holding his hard cock. I stared up at his dick as he lined up at Stefani. I pulled my mouth from her pussy, gasping, panting. My tongue flicked out, licking at his shaft.

  “Fuck her!” I moaned. “Breed her! We have to be pregnant together!”