He lashed Sammy's ass with extra fury. "Aaaaghhhhhhh! You bastard, you creep, you shitfaced – eeekkk! Oh stop, stop!" Sammy sobbed.

Her breathing was difficult, her body ached and throbbed from the beating, and she couldn't believe that this was happening.

"Would you fuck me if I stop this?" Jack asked, laying the cane across her tap pants, driving another thin line into the silk.

"Stop it, stop!" Sammy begged. She couldn't fuck him, she just couldn't! However hard he beat her, she wouldn't give in and let a man stick his horrible cock into her cunt.

"Well," said Jack, and the surprise in his voice was very clear. "You hate men that bad, huh? That's too bad, 'cause I'm gonna have you any way I want this weekend, and a friend of mine, too. Maybe others, who knows? But we'll start slowly. Much more fun this way."

He whipped Sammy in a series of hard, sharp blows, getting more screams of agony from her.

"For the moment, just let me know when you're willing to undress far me slowly and do everything I say." He whipped the cane through the air and landed it with terrible precision across Sammy's swollen, agonized ass-cheeks. "Don't hurry, I love whipping bitches like you."

Sammy screamed and struggled, the agony in her ass growing out of control. She stared at her sister, hanging from the ropes, and knew she would have to give in soon and undress for this terrible man.

"Aaaaaagggghhh!" she moaned as the cane beat another dreadful surge of agony across her ass. "All right, I'll undress for you, honest I will! Only please don't – uurrrrrggghhh! Please, please!"

"And this is how you beat your men at first, right?" Jack asked, laying the cane across Sammy's hot ass once more.

"Yes, yes!" Sammy confessed, the pain surging over her body and breaking the last of her resistance. "Yes, we did, we – aaghghhhh! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Oh good," said Jack. "Now, let's get you ready for the next act."