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CHAPTER THREE

Harry jumped away from the desk. His limp prick shot from the oozing blonde-furred pussy. "Jesus Christ!" he yelled.

The blonde girl lay for a moment on her belly, as though savoring the mixture of cunt juice and come percolating in her pussy and dripping from the gash of her cunt. Then she rolled over and sat up, brushing back her gleaming yellow hair.

"Harry," she said wonderingly, "Who's that?"

Harry Windsor stood with his gooey cock dangling between his legs, glowering down at his miserable secretary. The afterglow of her own orgasm evaporated. She fished her fingers guiltily out of the morass of her cunt and waved them in the air to dry the pussy oils. "I-I'm sorry," she said. Her bare tits heaved up and down. Cunt sauces dripped from her exposed pussy and soaked into the expensive carpet.

"What in the hell do you think you are doing?" Harry thundered. "You were supposed to have the afternoon off!"

Tears flowed down Elaine's cheeks. She tugged ineffectually at the hem of her skirt, which stayed up around her waist, exposing her flaming-red bush of pussy fur. "B-but I thought I'd surprise you," she blubbered.

"You did!" His face was contorted, purple, swollen, as if it were about to burst. Muscles stood out all over his body in tense anger.

Elaine's shame and embarrassment began to be replaced by righteous anger. "I c-came here to surprise you, and I find you messing around behind my back," she retorted. "Is-is she really your sister?"

The blonde pushed her ass off the desk top and stood up. With along, relaxed, stride, she walked to the door to stand before Elaine. The red-headed secretary looked up at her. The blonde's tits seemed even larger at this range. The pale nipples were fat and hard.

"Yes, I am," she said. The full reek of her sated cunt hit Elaine in the face. She rocked back on her heels. "And who might you be, fire-bush?"

"My secretary," Harry said hoarsely. "Elaine."

"Oh, yes, you've told me about her." The blonde girl leaned forward to stroke Elaine's cheek lightly with the back of her hand. "I'm very pleased to meet you – Miss Thomas, I'm Kathleen Windsor. I hope we become very good friends."

"I doubt it!" Elaine snapped, before she recognized the irony in the lovely, naked girl's voice.

Kathleen laughed. She brushed a lock of scarlet hair back from Elaine's flushed face. "My brother has excellent taste," she said. "You're really quite a lovely little piece of ass – and not so little, either, such tasty-looking tits, proud and jutting like that with those delightful dark-red nipples – and your cunt bush, lovely color." She looked over her shoulder at her brother. "But then Harry's always had good taste in women. He fucked me first when I was eighteen. He was twenty at the time. Harry's always been a fast mover."

"I wasn't exactly the one responsible for that," Harry said dryly.

"No, in those days you were something of a prude. I had to catch him coming out of the tower, you see. Before he knew what was happening, I went to my knees and popped the head of his big cock right in my mouth. He came off in a second horny as a wild boar!"

Kathleen straightened and stepped back to look speculatively at her brother's secretary. Elaine sat with her heels pressing into her ripe ass-cheeks and returned Kathleen's clear-blue gaze uneasily. "Well, now that she's here," Kathleen said, "why don't we do something with her?"

Harry had picked up his trousers from the floor and was unthreading the thick leather belt from the loops. "I intend to," he said gruffly. "I'm going to teach the slut a lesson about sneaking into my offices and spying on me?"

"Harry!" Elaine cried in horror.

He pulled the belt the rest of the way out of the loops and swung it experimentally. It whined nastily through the air.

Frightened, Elaine tried to stand up. Kathleen caught her by the arm. The blonde was shorter than Elaine but despite her smaller build, she had a grip of iron.

"Now, don't try going anywhere?" Kathleen said sweetly. "My brother wants to punish you. I don't see anything wrong with a little voyeurism, but I like to do a little whipping from time to time, too!"

The blood ran cold in Elaine's veins. Kathleen dragged her into the room. Elaine screamed and struck at the blonde, who laughed and warded off her blows effortlessly.

"What are you doing?" she shrieked. "How can you do this? Harry, stop this – we're engaged, we're going to be married!"

Kathleen had Elaine turned around and was pulling her wrists together behind her back. Kathleen's tits flattened against the bare skin of the struggling secretary's back. She looked up at her brother, brows raised.

"I told her we were going to tie the knot," Harry explained. "It made her happier about fucking me. I don't want her moping around feeling guilty – either as a piece of ass or as my secretary!"

Kathleen shrugged. Her nipples were very hard against Elaine's back. The redhead could feel the soft flesh of the other woman's tits pressing against her skin.

"That's your business, Brother dear," said Kathleen. "Why don't you bring your tie so we can secure the little lady's hands."

Harry nodded, went to the crumpled heap of his shirt and pulled out his tie. Elaine stood watching him, emerald eyes wide, shoulders thrown back and tits protruding. Her crimson nipples were stiff with fear and the aftermath of her climax.

She could see Harry's cock begin to stir with life again. The treacherous bastard, she thought. He's getting turned on at the thought of whipping me with his belt! Once more she tried to break away. Kathleen held her firmly.

Kathleen turned Elaine so that Harry could tie her hands behind her. Elaine bit her lip, trying to jerk herself free. With a few deft turns, her wrists were secured by the tie.

Harry stepped back. Kathleen gave the captive a shove. Elaine staggered forward and went to her knees, tits bouncing wildly.

Kathleen licked her full red lips. "Hit her, Harry," she exclaimed. The light of torture-lust gleamed in Kathleen's eyes. "Whip her hard!"

The belt curved up from Harry's aide like a striking snake. It landed heavily tight across Elaine's tits. Blinding pain flashed into her naked tits.

"Aiiiiiii!" she keened. She fell over backwards, legs flying up in the air. Her tits throbbed with incredible pain.

Harry hungrily eyed the red thatch of cunt fur between his secretary's flashing white thighs. He snapped the belt forward again. The tip of the thick leather strap bit the lips of Elaine's cunt with cruel force.

"Yeeeeeeyaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She twisted into the air. It felt as if her fragile pussy lips had been raked by some animal's claws!

She fell back on the carpet with a muffled thump. Instantly she rolled over on her stomach and pressed her shapely legs tightly together, to protect her cunt and aching tits. "Stop!" she wailed tearfully. "Don't hit me again! Harry – please!"

Harry laughed. The belt sang through the air. He jerked it back at the last moment so that the tip stung one snowy ass-cheek.

Elaine's scream of agony mingled with an abandoned cry from her boss' hot sister. Kathleen Windsor gazed at Elaine's twitching bare ass, one mound of succulent ass-flesh glowing with the red mark of the belt. Slowly Kathleen moved her hands down her body. She cupped her heavy tits, feeling the hardness and excitement of her cherry-like nipples. Then her hands moved down again, over the gentle dome of her belly, until her fingers found the tangle of yellow hair at her pussy mound. Her finger-tips teased open the lips of her pussy, then she ran two fingers of each hand into the brimming well of her cunt. "God!" she moaned. "Hit her again!"

Harry obeyed. The belt whistled, cracking neatly on the other ass-cheek.

Elaine's body bent backwards as she convulsed with vicious pain. "God!" she howled. "Stop!"

Elaine Thomas lay on her stomach, gasping for air. Writhing around on the office carpet had grazed her tits until they were painfully mat-burned. Her pussy lips still pulsed with pain, and her ass was ablaze with agony. To her anguished ears came the wet sloshing of Kathleen, plunging her fingers wantonly in and out of her aroused pussy.

She heard the belt. An instant later, the belt landed across the narrow crack of her ass with a sound like a pistol shot.

"Uh, I…" Elaine fought the urge to roll over on her back and spare her tortured ass-cheeks any more abuse. Much as her poor rump hurt from the beating it was getting anything was better than feeling the leather lash stinging her tits – or her soft, tender pussy!

Whack! Another red stripe appeared across the pale hillocks of the captive's ass. Elaine cried out in a tortured, quivering voice.

The next blow of Harry's strap landed not on her ass but on the top of a pale thigh.

"Ah!" yelped Elaine. A savage cut at her other thigh made her part her legs involuntarily.

The tightly shut cheeks of her ass came apart. Instantly Harry's belt slashed down to strike the pink crevice between the spheres of the prisoner's ass. The leather cut her tender ass-flesh and the tiny pucker of her asshole. It was like having a hot iron touched to her shit-chute. Elaine tried to scream, but the pain in her ass had driven all the air from her lungs. All she could do was grovel on the carpet and gasp like a beached fish.

The sound of Kathleen masturbating was like a rush of running water Elaine's ears. She was horrified that the other woman was getting such incredible pleasure out of watching her be tortured and degraded. It seemed to make the pain of her flagellated ass that much worse!

She tried to close her ass-cheeks again, but before she could, Harry cracked the belt, like a whip, on her asshole, and the little aperture burst into incandescent agony. Elaine shrieked and jumped into the air.

She landed on her side. "N-no!" she choked. Tears gushed from her eyes. "No more! Oh, dear God, please no more! My ass, my poor ass hurts so much!"

With a violent motion Kathleen drove her fingers to the knuckle in her dripping pussy. She was standing with her legs apart and her hips cocked forward, opening her cunt for her deep-thrusting fingers. Cunt honey streamed down the insides of her silky thighs.

"Beat her some more, Harry!" Kathleen shrieked. "It makes me feel so good to watch her squirm!"

It made Harry feel good too. Elaine could tell that as she gazed up at him from the floor. His cock was hard again, sticking out from his crotch like a lance. The giant spear of his cock seemed to vibrate with lust.

The whip reached out and curled around Elaine's tits. She cried out in desperate agony as the leather crushed her nipples into her tits. Once more she tried to turn onto her stomach and let her whipped ass bear the brunt of the sadistic punishment.

This time Harry reached down and grabbed her by the shoulder. Her ass pounded with pain as he threw her onto her back.

"Oh," she groaned. "Let me alone!"

Instead of letting his secretary alone, Harry threw a leg over her supine body and sat down astride her. She cringed as his hairy ass touched the tips of her agonized tits. She squealed in pain as his weight came down, crushing her tits.

She could feel the heat from his raging cock near her face. Dizzy from the beating he'd given her, she was unable to focus her eyes on the burning cockhead bobbing a few inches from her nose. She could smell the rank sauces of his sister's cunt, drying in a thick film on his massive prick.

He took hold of his cock and brought it down so that its tip grazed her nose. His other hand, still holding his belt by the buckle, went behind her head and drew it forward. The tip of his prick pushed into her lips.

"Suck my cock," he commanded.

She shook her head. The tip of Harry's prick was like a rubber baton shoved against her tightly closed mouth. Many a time she'd eagerly parted her lips and let that huge, throbbing cock slide into her hungry mouth. But never under circumstances like this!

Harry switched hands behind her scarlet-haired head. He raised his belt and snapped it behind him. It landed heavily on the bulge of her pussy. The tip of the belt curved around and cut wickedly at her vulnerable pussy lips.

Her body whipped from side to side as pain flooded her cunt. She opened her mouth for a lingering scream of pain. Harry expertly shoved the head of his cock into her screaming mouth.

"Mmmmmmmf!" she exclaimed. The familiar, beefy taste of her employer's prick was overpowered by the heavy musk of his sister's cunt.

The flavor of pussy turned her stomach. She wagged her head frantically from side to side, trying to force the pungent tasting cock out of her mouth with the tip of her tongue.

Harry put his head back, eyes closed in ecstasy. "That's the way," he murmured approvingly. "Just tongue the tip of my old cock. Shake your head all you want to, sweetheart – it feels great!"

Elaine stopped. She looked up at him. He smiled down at her. The sight of her lying there, with her head propped and his prick rocketed into her ruby-lipped mouth, made his prick squirm with delightful sensations. His lust-speeded pulse made his cockhead throb inside her mouth.

She felt the underside of the prick head, lying heavily on her tongue. The flavor of Kathleen's pussy was seeping into her taste buds. The secretary repressed a shudder of disgust.

"Hit her again!" Kathleen was barely able to speak for the passion that coursed through her body. Her hands were covered with frothing cunt oils. The insides of her thighs were lathered with pussy sauce. Her tits were like balloons filled with sheer lust. "Lash her cunt some more, big boy. That will make her suck your prick!"

That sounded like a good idea to the attorney. The belt made a rapid arc and landed once more on Elaine's gaping pussy with a loud smack. She tried to scream, but the noise was muffled by the thick plug of cock in her mouth. She arched her back. In her pain, her strength was enormous. She lifted the big man high into the air as she writhed in agony!

Moaning with pleasure, Harry forced his big cock against his captive's face. Elaine's eyes bulged. Her cheeks plumped out as the fat cock pushed between them.

The head of the cock went clear tote back of Elaine's mouth. Then, it kept on going. Elaine felt a thrill off fear. In all the times she'd sucked her boss' prick, she'd never swallowed his giant cock before!

But now she had no choice. She felt the huge, pussy-flavored cock sliding inexorably down her throat. "Mm," she moaned. "Urrrrk!"

"That's right!" Kathleen sang, fucking another finger of each hand into her insatiable pussy. "Feed it all to her! Make the bitch swallow your beautiful sword of cock!"

Elaine realized that was just what Harry planned to do. She felt the pulsating cockhead going deeper into her throat. Her jaws were stretched so far apart that they threatened to pop out of their joints.

She felt nauseous. Then the gag reflex hit her. Her throat muscles closed around the thick bar of Harry's cock in a rapid, involuntary spasm.

Harry grunted. It felt as if he'd fucked his rigid prick into a milking machine! The muscles of his lovely captive's throat worked up and down the length of his prick like strong, agile, fingers as they tried to eject the cock.

"Lord!" he shouted. Elaine felt his prick swelling in her mouth and in the tight sheath of her throat. She gagged again, more powerfully than before.

Harry's deeply buried cock shot a huge load of jism into the tied woman's throat.

Jism coated Elaine's throat-lining. "Urrr! Ukkkk!" she babbled. Her eyes rolled as she felt the cock pulse again and fire more come into her throat.

"Drink it down, baby!" The channel of her throat was completely filled with Harry's acrid come. Unintentionally she swallowed, gulping down the spewing jism. Her boss' prick spurted come faster than she could drink it down. Come seethed from her lips, which were wrapped tightly round the shaft of his vibrating prick. The stuff got into her nasal passages. She choked. Jism bubbled front her nostrils.

"Ah! Ah! Aiiiieeeee!" The ringing coyote yips told her that Harry's sister was coming too. She thought of that golden-furred pussy, sucking on Kathleen's greasy fingers the way her pussy had clutched her fingers when she watched Harry and Kathleen fuck. And all from watching him whip me and fuck my face, she thought.

Come ran down both sides of her face. It made white dewdrops in her hair and spilled into her ears. Still, Harry's jism overflowed her mouth and ran down to mingle with the tears that poured from her eyes.