Helplessly the blonde swung on the ropes, trying desperately to avoid the swinging cane as it cut across her flesh, but there was no escape for her.

"Suck my cock, baby," said Jack with a grin as he lashed Amanda again. "Come on, you dumb slut! Sooner or later you'll be up there getting your tits whipped and she'll have you in her grasp. So do it, cunt, suck me off!"

His arm slashed across Amanda's red and throbbing tits, getting another desperate scream from the bound woman.

Sammy knelt, the collar seeming to get tighter around her neck as she stared at the enormous cock bouncing right in front of her face. It pulsed with lust, and another disgusting drop of fluid ran down his cockhead, to be replaced by yet another one, slightly creamy, opaque. She couldn't do it! She could not take something like that in her mouth. His purplish, bulbous cockhead would hardly fit between her lips, it would fill her mouth, stretch her cheeks, and when it shot all that cum, it would choke her! She couldn't do it! She looked up at Jack.

"You bastard!" she screamed. "I won't do it, I won't!"

She sank back on her heels and stared in utter hatred at the man.

"Well," he said, "let's hear from your sister, shall we?"

He lashed the whip, across Amanda's tits, driving her nipples into her tit-flesh for an instant before the crinkled flesh buds bounced out again. Already Amanda's tits were a mass of crimson, beaten skin. At each stroke of the cane, they bounced up or down, whichever way Jack angled the whip.

"You want her to suck me off?" he asked Amanda.

"Oh God!" Amanda moaned. "Do it, Sammy, do it! For me, ohhh no, no! Fuuuckk, you cunt, suck him!"

She writhed on the ropes, her arms pulling at the rest of her body.

Sammy looked up at her sister.

"You know I can't!" she screamed. "I can't stand a man near me, I'll die!"