"No, no," she whispered. The chains clanked noisily as they dragged on the floor. She tried to drag in more air through her burning nostrils but the tight collar prevented her from doing so.

"He used to beat us… for any reason," Kevin said, his eyes narrowing as he looped the belt and struck it rhythmically against one thigh. "Man, I used to cry, beg him not to hit me no more. But he kept on and on and on until both, of us were out." Candy's eyes dropped for a second. In that flash of an instant Kevin snapped one arm back, then brought it down hard across her tits.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Candy squealed, twisting around and trying to bolt away from the young man. The chains held her back, forcing the girl to topple over and stumble to the floor. She crashed, against an old dusty sofa, her bottom high in the air with her torso lying flat against the cushions. Kevin rushed forward, bringing the belt up over his head and dropping it down with a whistling sound.

"UGhhhhhhhh!"

The black leather slashed across both cheeks, making the taut round globes quiver from the force of the blow. Both Jack and Ben watched with growing interest as Kevin slapped her buttocks again and again with his belt, crisscrossing the strokes, making the white flesh grow at first dark pink, then red with each blow. "Noooooo!"

Candy squirmed, kicking both legs out, trying to do anything to stop the hammering blows.

"Yeah, nice hot ass," the blond said, dropping the belt, for a moment and rubbing his fingers over the injured flesh. Candy closed her eyelids tightly, biting her lower lip, feeling the heat of her beaten assflesh radiate to all parts other body. How it made her clit pop up from the surrounding sensitive flesh and sputter deliciously. Her cunt was growing hot, wet, tight, the slick folds and hollows rubbing against one another. She could feel more of that hot juice, running down her thighs and wetting down her toes!