To Sammy's utter horror, he slid his zipper down and took out his rock-hard fucker. It looked even bigger than it had in his pants. There had to be a foot of smooth hard flesh, so thick it would bust either of their pussies apart if he shoved it into them. And at the end, a massive bulbous cockhead that throbbed with the most incredible lust. At the tip of his piss slit, a drop of fluid appeared as Jack ran his hand down his fuck shaft and grinned at the two girls.

"Now, this is the way it is," he said. "I gotta shoot my load or I'm gonna bust. I'm just a horny fucker, and you two are gonna help me feel a lot better. I'm gonna whip your sister's tits until you suck me off. It won't take long, I'm as horny as a dog with a dozen bitches in heat around him. So get on with it and your sister won't suffer too much – yet."

He grabbed the chain and forced Sammy's face close to his.

"If you don't," he said, "if you can't bring yourself to do something so terrible, well, I'll be real pissed, and what you went through on the bar will be nothing. Get me?"

Sammy could only gasp and stare at the terrible fuckrod standing out from Jack's loins like a flagpole. Her head spun and she couldn't believe that he would put her into a position like that.

"Kneel, bitch!" said Jack and forced Sammy down.

Her stockings tore on the stone floor as she knelt and came closer to the great throbbing monster of Jack's cock.

CHAPTER THREE

"Oh, please, Sammy, do as he says! Please! Ohhh, no aaaaggghhhh!"

Amanda screamed as the cane slashed across her jutting tits. She heaved on the ropes as the thin red line of pain ran across her nipples and over the white flesh of her tit-mounds.

"Do as he says, please!" she shrieked as the cane lashed in again and another red line grew on her plump ass.