"You think our two cute young pussies are awake yet?"
Master Gary and Master Max strode down the stairs. After a brief nap, weight-lifting workout and shower, both were ready for round 2. As they entered the living room, the men found both girls sleeping peacefully...or at least pretending to. Bianca lay with her glossy dark brown hair pooled around her face, her breasts rising and falling in rhythmic serenity. Spread-eagled with her wrists and ankles tied far apart, her cunt was bare for all to see.
Master Max had a warm, wet washcloth in his hand. He used it to start cleaning out the remnants of cum in Bianca's sex.
Bianca's eyes snapped open immediately.
"UHHH!! PLSSS!" she begged, but the ball-gag fastened to her mouth kept her pleas muffled.
"What's that, bitch? You need to enunciate," Max said with a dark chuckle. He ignored her muffled protests, all the while methodically cleaning out the girl's intimate folds. Finished, he threw the washcloth aside. Now he loosened the ball-gag, letting it dangle beneath the girl's chin. Bianca had to open and close her aching jaw several times before she could speak properly again.
"Please let us go!" Bianca begged. "We won't tell anyone, I swear!" Seeing his captive desperate like this gave Max the biggest hard-on. He looked down at his cock. It was stiff and ready, but he decided to take it slow for now.
"Shut up, bitch. You won't tell anyone because you won't LIVE long enough to tell anyone. Now just relax and try to enjoy what's coming. I want to taste that pussy of yours. Who knows, I might let you get off in the process. After that we'll be ass raping both of you sluts, and it goes downhill from there, so you might as well enjoy what you can."
Stacey shuddered in the background, just glad that for now the two men's attentions were focused on her fellow captive and not on her.
"No! Please don't do this," Bianca sobbed pitifully. She squirmed as Max knelt between her legs. Flipping the bottom of his mask up to reveal his mouth, he pressed his lips to her silken folds. He began to suck softly on her pussy, his tongue exploring her warmth. As he flicked his tongue inside her, Max reached up to fondle the girl's breasts. He felt the two nipples pebble up underneath the palms of his hands.
"Please stop! Uhhh!" the sexy teenager moaned.
Ignoring her plea, Max sucked fervently on her little joy nub. He then slowly inserted one, then two fingers, penetrating her sex with easy strokes as her cunt moistened in response to his attentions. Soon he had her juices flowing. Wet sounds of arousal emanated from the girl's snatch as he feasted on her.
Meanwhile, Master Gary took the now-familiar three-tailed whip and slapped it across Bianca's chest. Bianca's moans were interrupted by a squeal as the whip's tendrils battered her sensitive, supple cones.
"Cum for us, honey. I haven't seen you gush for us yet. I want to see that look of pleasure on your cute little face," Gary growled. Saying this, he slammed the whip across her tits with even more force.
"AHH!! Please! I can't cum while you're hurting me," Bianca hissed.
"Repeat after me, slut: 'Please stop whipping me, Master. I want to cum,'" Gary commanded.
Seeing the iron-grip of his hand around that whip handle, Bianca still hesitated. She had a shred of courage inside her still that wouldn't let her surrender that last shred of dignity. In response, Gary stepped away and returned with the knife. He pressed the point of the knife to one of the girl's breasts.
"You want me to cut off your nipples, bitch? You think I haven't done worse to sluts who disobey me??"
