The Twins:

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson used the brush to smooth and curry the tiny hairs sprouting out or Robin's labia and then to circle the base of her clit.

He alternated between stroking the previously punished nubbin lengthwise and circling it. Soon he had Robin bucking and straining against her bonds.

The brush flicked down and tickled her anus and then back up to feather her lips and then again to Robin's clit.

Anson cooed words of encouragement to Robin urging her to give in to her feelings and let go.

"Spend for me my pretty Robin."

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

"What is he doing to me?" Robin thought as alien sensations coursed through her. Her chest heaved as she fought for control, her breathing quick and shallow. She squirmed in the air, pulling at her restraints as the softness continued to caress her in the most private place. Strange tingles followed the trail of the caressing strokes. She was losing the battle, but she didn't know against what.

Robin was innocent and pure, untouched by any man or woman until this night. She didn't know how sexual pleasure felt. She didn't realize her body was teetering on the brink of her very first orgasm.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson squatted down as he continued "painting" this latest little masterpiece, until he was peering at Robin's face (as she thashed about) from a point that it was framed by the vee of Robin's suspeneded legs and appeared to be nestled in her pillowy teats.

"That's right my little dove, Spend for me"

Anson dipped his head forward and planted a lick on the tip of Robin's clit, then a kiss, then he began to lap the full length of the furrow along her quim. With the paint brush he continued to torment the rosebud of Robin's anus.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

Robin fought against her restraints, desperately trying to close her legs against the pleasurable torment of the soft caressing. It had moved down between the round moons of her ass and shame reddened her face. He shouldn't be touching her there. It wasn't right. The pleasure from the touch was wrong. Robin was ashamed of the enjoyment she was experiencing.

An audible gasp escaped her delicate throat when his tongue darted out and licked her sensitive nerve bundle. His lips pressed softly against the throbbing nub before his tongue slid down her nether lips. The soft tickling continued to torment her puckered rosebud as his tongue worshipped her womanhood.

Small whimpers tore from her throat with each pass of his tongue across her clit. She felt as though her privates were on fire and she was consumed with a burning need. Thrashing about, she fought against the unknown, fear of what was to come keeping the strange feelings from totally consuming her.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Robin was churning and gasping and moaning and whimpering and this all drove Anson to greater efforts.

More friction, more titillation, Anson dipped his tongue into the furrow between her lips and lapped up Robin's nectar.

Soon he was tongue-fucking her, his nose nuzzling against Robin's engorged clit, all the while Anson watched as Robin's face flushed and started turning bright red.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

"Oh god," Robin moaned as she felt his tongue slide inside her tight pussy. His face was buried between her legs and his nose rubbed against her clit as he fucked her with his tongue. Her breathing was labored as she fought in vain for control. The intense pressure inside her could not be contained and with a desperate cry, she let go.

Her body spasmed uncontrollably as the powerful orgasm surged through her. Tears spilled down her cheeks as the shame of the lewd acts wrought upon her body flooded her soul.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

The instant that Robin's orgasm began to overwhelm her Anson dropped the paintbrush and grabbed Robin's labia, one each between his thumbs and fingers and pulled hard, pinching and twisting.

Robin's body spasmed from the pain as well as from the orgasm as Anson increased both the pressure and the tongue fucking and clit lapping and light nipping of her tender flesh.

Robin's first orgasm was one of pain and pleasure mixed.

Anson planned for all of her orgasms to be pleasure and pain. The lessons would continue until Robin could spend from pure pleasure or pure pain.

When her body began to relax Anson stood and again thrust himself into her hot, bedewed quim and unloaded his essence into her as the last spasms of her orgasm ended.

 

[MistressAthena]

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Have had connection problems.

IC:
Maria sniffed as tears dropped from the corners of her eyes. She hated him. She hated her position. She hated the pain. She was helpless and just wished he would tire of her and release her. But, she could see for herself that he enjoyed his actions with her too much to be done anytime soon.

Against her will her pussy had become wet. She had never felt wet liek that between her legs and could not understand how that could be since she was a virgin. And then he called her names that she knew was not true. She was indeed a virgin. And then her eyes widened as she realized she would probably loose her virginity unwillingly to the sick bastard that tortured her even with just a feather....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

Bertie continues to tease, tickle and arouse the slut and grins as she jerks and twitches giving herself pain as she reacts to the tickling.

The nectar seeping from her pussy shows how aroused she's becoming and Bertie decides it's almost time to begin to break the slut in for things he'll enjoy ever so much, like fucking her of course.

"Be right back you sweet looking little bitch," he says as he walks over to the cabinet. He selects the one he wants and pushes it into a crock of animal fat sitting on a shelf then returns to where she hangs with the carved wooden prick in his hand well coated with fat to lubricate it.

"Look slut," he says squatting so she can see what he's holding, "care to guess where this will be going to get you ready for a real cock later on our little fuck toy."

Laughing, and wickedly at that, to her response, Bertie stands again and walks around behind her and begins to spank her ass with smacks hard enough that the sound of his hand hitting her cheeks echos in the room and each leaves a red hand print behind to show where she's been smacked.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

The explosion of pleasure lasted only a few brief seconds before being joined by pain. It felt as though he were trying to pull her nether lips apart. Her body was torn between pleasure and pain, for even as he hurt her, he continued the pleasurable assault on her pussy with his tongue.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson gave Robin a few more strokes enjoying the after spasms that caused her quim to shudder delightfully around his now more sensitive prig.

He pulled himself out with an audible plop and watched his essence ooze out and down between Robin's bum. He unhooked the chains and lowered Robin to the floor, finally taking the strain off of her arms and legs.

He led her to a padded table.

"Climb up girl. Hands and knees. NOW!!

 

[MistressAthena]

Maria had a good idea where he was going to put the carved looking phallus. He never said what it was but even Maria knew what it was. And the fact that it had animal fat on it made her nervous. She thought to herself, "Surely he is not going to put that in my backside!" When he began to spank her buttocks she knew he was going to indeed put the phallus into her backside. She cried and wanted to beg him not to. But, with being gagged she could not. She just sobbed into the gag and tried to prepare herself for the abuse he was about to bring.

The strange thing was that through all of what he did, her pussy was wet. She wondered to herself, "Do I actually like abuse? No! I can't help what my pussy is doing. I have no control over it. This does NOT mean I like what he is doing." Little did Maria know, but she was actually a bit of a masochist. But, never having had sex she would not know this. Surely, Bertie would bring her to realize it....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

The spanking continues until all of both of her delicious ass cheeks are flaming red and give off enough heat it can be felt radiating from the hot skin without touching.

That's when Bertram uses one hand to spread her hot, painfilled cheeks and his other hand slowly pushes the faux phallus into her arse.

He's a bit gentle, at least until the slicked wooden head has opened her arse for he doesn't wish to rip her, but once it's inside he drives it up her arse until just the portion gripped in his fist remains sticking out... then he begins to fuck her arse with it good and proper.

He jerks it up until only the head remains within her then rams it in again until his fist his tight against the stretched open ring of muscles and laughs as she adds to her pain when her thrashing pulls on her nipples and clit.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

Anson released her from the chains and led her to a padded table, instructing her to climb up on her hands and knees. It was difficult for Robin, because her arms and legs were tingling from suspending her weight for so long. The first couple of attempts ended with her ass on the hard cold floor, but on the third attempt, she managed to get up on the table. How she would manage to stay on her hands and knees for any period of time, she did not know. They were visibly trembling from the strain already put on them.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson watched Robin struggle onto the table. She slipped to the floor and lay there trembling and Anson felt a surge of power to have this naked woman sprawled before him. He gave her a nudge with his boot and after another attempt made it onto the table.

Her body shook as she worked to maintain her balance despite being on all fours, hands and knees. And that shaking made Robins tits swing pendulously.

Anson fastened a collar around Robin's neck, snug but not overly tight and attached a chain to the collar. The chain hung from a pulley in the ceiling and Anson took up the slack forcing Robin to hold her head up.

She looked like a fine horse being shown "in hand." He caressed every inch of Robin's skin, hefted her tits as if testing their weight, tweaking her nipples to hardness and fondling the cleft of her cunny.

Anson laughed as again Robin's face colored.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertie:

Looking over to Anson and his slut as he's reaming his bitch's ass with the wooden prick, "Quite a good looking filly you've got there little brother," he calls out and laughs.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

Exhaustion seeped into Robin's body as she fought to stay erect on the table. A collar was attached to her neck and her head pulled upwards. She trembled as Anson's hands slid over her skin.

Anson pinched her nipples and rubbed her pussy, and Robin's face colored with shame as a thrill of pleasure shot through her body. How could her body react favorably to such barbaric treatment?

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson retrieved his little paint bush and found a nice whippy riding crop, which he laid on the table.

He teased and tormented Robin's quim until it was fairly dripping and used the brush to alternately paint Robin's clit and anus with her juices. Anson alternated between his fingers and the wooden end of the brush to stir around within the entrance of her womb and to slide the thing bruch handle into her rectum. It's size could only cause pleasurable feelings though they were embarrassingly so.

Shudders of (unwanted?) pleasure were racing through Robin's boddy, Anson could see her shake, muscles quivering, and tremors along her spine as she tried to maintain control.

"Once more my pretty, and again and again until you're totally spent."

"Don't worry, if you fall, I'll catch you...."

 

[MistressAthena]

Maria screamed behind her gag when the wooden phallus was pushed into her. It hurt and burned like hell. SHe could not help but flinch and cause herself more pain. Maria was helpless to stop his assault. When he acted liek this was just some game and commented the other woman was a fine looking philly she grunted. She could not believe the depths of his perversion. It was truly a game to him. He didn't care if what he did caused harm. He just saw it as fun. Maria was very worried that she may not make it out alive if he was as sadistic as she thought he may be.

Eventually her ass loosened a bit and there was not nearly as much pain. And awhile later it even began to feel good. Her anus throbbed around the intruder and her pussy flexed. Her body was on the verge of an orgasim. An orgasm she did not want but could not stop.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

The softness was back, stroking along her pussy and ass until she was practically soaking wet. A soft moan escaped her when his finger slid inside. Even in her shame, she couldn't help but rock her hips, trying to get the finger further inside. The finger withdrew and something harder took its place and Robin shivered from the obscene pleasure.

Her body trembled violently when something pushed inside her ass. How could something so dirty... so wrong... feel so good?

"Oh god forgive me," she muttered as her body rocked against the invaders of her ass and pussy, loving the way they felt inside her.

 

[Miss_Shy_Newcastle]

Rose

Rose continues to watch, assuming they've forgotten her. Thanking God for such mercies, Rose closes her eyes and tries to block out the screaming.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson felt Robin rocking back against his probing finers, her quim getting fuller an tighter as she grew ever more aroused.

He began finger fucking her harder and harder until she gasped out a prolonged "Ohhhhhhhhh"

Anson bumped hard against the table and knocked her off.

Just enough of Robins hips and legs hit the floor so that her neck didn't take all the weight and snap.... but enough weight was suspended by the collar that Robin's face contorted as she tried to catch her breath as her body spasmed through another orgasm, which prevented her from being able to get to her feet.

Anson stroked himself watching Robin dangle like a fish on a hook.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

Robin rocked against the thrusting fingers, her pussy getting wetter as they fucked her. Shame filled her at the wantoness of her actions, but it felt so good, and she wanted more. As the fucking got more vigorous, Robin felt the pleasure building inside her once again. Just as she felt the explosion of the orgasm wrack her body, the table jarred violently and her precarious balance was lost, sending her sprawling off the table.

Had her hips and legs not hit the floor, her neck would have been painfully wrenched. The fall was painful enough, but surprisingly it didn't stop the release flowing through her body.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson watched as the asphyxia enhanced Robin's orgasm. He watche her face intently as she gasped and struggled and kept coming as he caressed her tits and rubbed her nipples, adding stimulation to help keep the orgasm alive.

When Robin's orgasm subsided and she began to slump Anson picked her up bodily and set her back up onto the padded table on her back.

He stepped between her legs and inserted his prig once again into and began fucking her unresisting body.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

The collar around her neck constricted her airway, and Robin gasped for breath even as her body was wracked with spasms. Anson moved to her, but instead of helping her up, he left her hanging, touching her only to stroke her nipples. Robin clawed at the collar, trying to loosen its hold on her neck.

When the trembling of her body calmed, Anson scooped her out of the floor and put her back on the table. Robin sucked in gulps of air as the restriction of the collar loosened with the movements. A shiver raced through her, goosebumps rising on her skin from the stark contrast of hot skin coming in contact with the cool covering on the table.

An involuntary groan spilled from her as Anson forced his thick shaft into her abused pussy. She was tired, so tired but her body still reacted to being impaled on his cock. Her tight pussy stretched around his hardness, gripping it snugly as it slid in and out.

She wanted to hide... to sleep... to get away, but for now all she could do was lay spent on the table as Anson fucked her. Even in its exhaustion, her body betrayed her. Pussy juices leaked out with each thrust of his cock into her body. Waves of pleasure rolled through her every time his iron hard shaft speared her pussy.

"How could I be enjoying this?" she thought as tears spilled down her cheeks. Her body and mind were at war with each other and her body was winning, reveling in the pleasure cascading through it.