"Please, please, let me go," Annabelle whispered to Kirby. "I don't like this, please."

"Don't be a fool." He grinned. "After all our work to get you here, you think we're gonna let you go?"

He turned and grinned at the horrified librarian.

"I got the hots for you the moment I saw you, and I'm gonna have you as much as I want. That's what Antony and Hilary do for their friends. Aren't they great?"

Horrified more deeply than she had ever thought possible, Annabelle dropped back in the chair and almost fainted. Then she struggled to get up, but Kirby and Lee held her quickly.

"If you move again, I'll tie you to the chair," Kirby said.

Annabelle dropped back, her chest heaving with despair. She lay there, trying desperately to think of a way out of this horror.

Patrick laid the cane across Zoe's tight asscheeks. She hissed at him and snarled, her luscious, pouting mouth twisted with hatred and passion.

Annabelle watched in desperation as the cane went up into the air and hovered there a moment. Then it swept down and landed right across Zoe's ass.

The sharp sound rang around the room. Zoe heaved against the bar, screaming, her hips jumping, her legs straining against the bonds.

"Fuck you, you jerk!" she yelled as a thin red line appeared on the white flesh that showed around her tiny white panties.

The cane lashed in again and Annabelle saw how it beat a line into the panties as it whipped Zoe's ass. Even through the briefs the red line of pain was visible, spreading as another hard blow lashed into the bound girl.

"You ready to clear the table?" Patrick asked.

"Aaaggbbh! Fuck off!" Zoe screamed, her body tossing on the bar, her ass jerking to a beat that went faster and harder with each lash of the cane.