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    He was abusing her breasts, but all she could do was bite her lips afraid of crying out. His fingers felt like metal tongs on her nipples, twisting them as the pain shot through her breasts to race to her brain. She was breathing heavily when he released them, making her breasts dance on her chest as his fingers snaked down her belly, Sarah drawing in the muscles of her stomach as his fingers trailed down through her bush. “Eeeeyyy,” she cried out as he plucked a few strands of hair from her bush, the sharp pain making her eyes water. She fought with every muscle in her body as his finger ran down between her slit, his calloused fingers running intimately up and down the inside folds of her lips. She hated that her body was getting wet, Master's eyes staring into her eyes, knowing that his fingers were arousing her.
    Jerry Lee’ fingers grew damp from her arousal, pinching her lips between his fingers, sliding up and down the inside flesh until she began to cream for him. “She gets wet easily. We'll see if we can make her spend for us.” His finger tickled at her clit, her legs jerking as she tried to close them, but the metal bands unyielding, not allowing her to protect her treasures.
    She knew it was coming, but she still wasn't prepared when his fingers pinched her clit. Her body jerked back and forth, but his fingers followed her every movement, her clit trapped beneath his powerful fingers. It felt like it was in a vise. “EEEEEHHH!” A fat finger was suddenly thrust up between her thighs, finding her tight hole and piercing it before she realized what was going on. It plunged inside her, twisting and turning until it banged hard against her innocence, Sarah's body jerked as high up into the air as her bonds allowed as she tried to stop the cruel impalement.
    He felt her muscles clamp onto his invading finger, clenching as it tried to force him out. He twisted inside her hot, moist hole, Sarah groaning as he stared at her, a smirk on his face as he fingered her virgin hole. “I'm going to enjoy fucking my cock into that tight hole.” Jerry Lee pulled his fingers from her pussy, and then rubbed his naked cock up and down her slit, feeling her body trembling, thinking he was going to rape her now. He had other things to do first, wanting to savor her rape.
    "Samuel, why don't you masturbate her.” Jerry Lee picked up the riding crop, slapping the harsh black leather on the side of the table, Sarah's eyes suddenly focusing on the whip. Jerry Lee stepped back, the whip slicing through the air in front of her, the sharp whoosh blowing on her naked skin.
    She braced herself, Master moving the whip back and forth in front of her. She didn't even see Samuel move behind her, shocked to feel fingers slipping between her legs from behind, soft and sensuously rubbing up and down her slit as she shivered in fear of the whip. What cruel men, one of them touching her, igniting a lust between her legs, while the other was ready to whip her body, igniting pain at the same time. Her body jerked when the fingers rubbed her clit, but she was soon brought back to reality as the pain laced in her brain. The crop had slashed across her stomach, Sarah looking down at her up-thrust body, a red mark already appearing where it hit, the pain hitting her brain next. “EEEEEEEHH,” she screamed out, a finger entering her virgin hole. Another lash, this time higher up, catching her on the soft underbelly of her breasts, a sharp whoosh from her lungs as the pain raced through her body.
    "She tightens up nice under pain.” Her pussy gripped his finger so tight; he couldn't even pull it out as the whip slashed her skin. Samuel knew Jerry Lee liked a girl to ride his cock while his wife lashed the unfortunate girl's ass with a whip until her husband came inside the unlucky black.
    The scream was almost inhuman, Jerry Lee taking careful aim with the riding crop, slashing it horizontally over her twin breasts, catching both of her