"Flint!" Lola screamed.

Flint looked up, saw Lola and rolled off Yvette at once. Lola had a glimpse of his enormous thick cock before he got to his feet, maintaining a steel-hard grip on her arm.

Yvette screamed, her hands going down to her pussy, rubbing it as she writhed on the carpet. "Mommy, you bitch, what the fuck are you doing! I want his cock! Flint, Flint, please! Come fuck me!"

Flint pushed Lola into a chair.

Lola screamed, her flared skirt flicking up over her thighs as she fell, still shocked and gasping. His cock seemed even bigger now that it was so close. She'd never dream of taking something that big into her pussy. It was nearly a foot of thick prick meat!

"What are you doing?" Lola gasped as Flint pinned her in the chair and turned to Yvette, who still lay on the floor, rubbing her pussy.

"Get the fuck up, you stupid slut!" he snarled. "Get me the handcuffs and a gag. And the bonds."

"Yes, Flint, yes!" Yvette gasped, rushing to the other side of the room.

Suddenly Lola saw that Yvette's ass was red with welts. There was a whip lying on the floor, a long-tailed whip with a short, thick, leather covered handle. She gasped and tried to scream, but Flint had a tight grip on her and his other hand was around her neck. His cock throbbed so close to her face that Lola thought she'd be sick.

Yvette rushed back, her long, dark-blonde hair streaming behind her. She had some handcuffs and some black leather strips.

"Gag her!" Flint snapped.

"No!" Lola croaked, but Yvette was already slipping one of the black leather strips ever her head.

Yvette tightened some straps, pulling the thick leather strip tight over her mother's mouth. Lola was still more furious and baffled than afraid, but fear crept through her as Flint pulled her arms behind her chair and clicked the handcuffs onto her wrists. She struggled, but he ran a rope through the join of the cuffs and fled it to the bottom rung of the chair.