Her skin dark red and hot with embarrassment, Jessie reached behind her and after several fumbling attempts at undoing the catch, finally got it free. She looked down as she let the bra fall forward over her shoulders and drop off her high, firm breasts.

"Real nice. Those nipples look like a good suck," he commented. "Let's see em swing. Swing those tits around, baby," he snickered.

She wriggled and twisted, making her fat melons sway and jiggle and swing from side to side as Jones snickered and stared. "Now the panties. Let's see beaver!" His crude words embarrassed her even more. Yet she was too terrified to disobey him. She still ached from the beating he had given her. She reached down and peeled her panties downwards, bending over to slip them off her knees.

"Dance, slut!" he yelled. "Swing those tits. Pull your legs apart. I wanna see that slit!" She tried to dance with her legs open. It was awkward and far from graceful, but he didn't seem to mind. He laughed and clapped his hands.

"Turn around whore and bend over. Spread those legs apart. Nice, real nice," he said as she bent far forward and spread her legs.

"Reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart. I wanna see that little round asshole." She cringed in humiliation, but reached her hands back and pulled at her ass flesh, prying her cheeks open and letting him look at her round asshole.

"Nice, pull your cunt lips open too." She whimpered and a tear fell from her right eye, but her fingers slid into her soft pubic flesh and pried her cunt lips apart, opening her glistening pink tunnel to his view.

"Fuckin' Whore," he sneered. "Fuck yourself. Let's see you finger fuck yourself. Stick those fingers up your snatch."

She trembled and shuddered in anguished humiliation, but her finger slid into her soft warms heath, wriggling from side to side until it was fully inside her.

"Another. I want three fingers up your hole, slut!"