Finally Erica reached the last button, just below her waist. She reached across mechanically and undid the buttons at her wrists as she stared out and tried to forget where she was.
"Good," Rhoda said. "Now slide it down your arms and give it to me."
Erica bit her lip, her sobs bursting out as she let the light summer dress work down her arms until they could see her ass under her little slip. The dress slid farther, showing the tops of her stockings, and on down, revealing the lovely curve of her thighs and calves. Finally she steped out of it and handed it to Rhoda.
"Thank you," Rhoda said. "Now, we have a game of cards to finish."
CHAPTER TWO
Amy shuddered as her bonds were taken off and she could rub her sore wrists. She stared up at Willy as he set down, his face full of lust.
"Please, Willy," she said. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I wanna fuck you," he said. "Real bad."
"Hey!" Rhoda shouted. "Remember what I said, you horny little fucker, wait!"
Willy stared back a little guiltily and Rhoda strolled over, tapping the cane in her hand. She ran the tip of the cane over Amy's trembling mouth, smiling nastily at the terrified girl.
"Believe me," she said softly. "When you are through tonight, you'll be totally fucked out, trust me. Now get this one back to the table."
"Oh no!" Amy whispered as Willy pulled her out of the chair and almost threw her back toward the table.
"Sit!" he shouted.
In mortal fear, Amy did as she was told, sitting in her chair, her eyes down. On the other side of the table, Shaun was helping Erica sit down, holding the chair mockingly for her. Erica burst into tears as her sore ass reached the chair seat. She jumped up, rubbing her asscheeks until Shaun forced her back down.
"It don't hurt that much, you cunt," he said, sitting down beside her and running his hand over her thigh. "Fuck, look at you."