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"WAAAFFFF!" Amanda went, and "Holy fuckin shit!" Corey yelled, as the huge lifelike cock inside Amanda's pussy came alive in a way that neither of them had ever experienced before, grinding and whining and throbbing and buzzing and shaking all at once.

Amanda's whole body tensed up and shivered violently as she grabbed compulsively for her groin, uselessly since Corey's body was in the way, and her hands just slapped against his sides. Her pretty face had a strange look of strained surprise as she stared blindly at the ceiling, all her attention on the huge, maddeningly active thing impaling her vagina, and pressing so firmly against her clitoris. Suddenly she came, spasming like an epileptic, and whining like a puppy, eight seconds after Cindy had turned it on.

"What the fuck is it?!!" Corey yelled.

"It's the next generation of vibration technology." Cindy proclaimed proudly. "The actual vibrating part works like a speaker, except it shakes a weight instead of using a cone to move air. It's got a little computer brain with twenty different mechanical and synthetic vibration waveforms stored in memory, the ones that research indicates girls like best on their pussies, and it can do five different waveforms at once, at any frequency. It's like being fucked with five different vibrators at once. And the combination is always changing. It can tell from changes in the temperature in Amanda's pussy, and from the way her pussy muscles contract, how much she likes it at any given time. It fine tunes itself until it finds the combination that gets her off the best, and when she gets bored of that it can tell, and try another variation. It heats up to five degrees warmer than body temperature, which feels incredibly hot in your pussy, and let's not forget, it is the biggest thing she's ever had inside her, and it's stretching her pussy open as hard as your cock is stretching her asshole. And of course, it has wireless remote control with on/off and intensity control. Right now it's turned up a little more than halfway."

"Halfway? That's it?" Corey exclaimed. "My cock's freaking out from it! I don't know if I could get off from it, but Jesus it's intense! And I'm not even feeling it directly! I can't even imagine what it's doing to her!"

"It's a mindfuck, all right!" Cindy agreed. "I started her on this setting because it was the most intense one I could handle on myself when I tested it. And I'm gonna turn it up on her in a minute! It won't just rock her world, it'll earthquake her whole fuckin' universe!"

"Gimme the remote." Corey said, holding his hand out.

"No, I think I'll... " Cindy began mischievously, but Corey cut her off.

"Give me, the FUCKING, REMOTE!!!" Corey roared, shocking her so much with his intensity that she froze. "NOW!!!" he screamed.

The blast of sound was so loud she yelped and jumped back, her heart suddenly pounding against her ribs, then she hopped forward again and popped the remote into his hand. He glared at her for a long moment, looking angry enough to kill. For a second she thought he was going to get up and punch her in the face.

Then he turned his attention back to Amanda, who'd barely noticed the exchange. Even Corey's yelling hadn't pulled her attention away from the powerhouse of sensation pulsating inside her, against her clitoris, in her ass, everywhere. Her cries were constant, and even the pleasure of the vibrator could not block the waves of incredible pain in her loins. The two sensations seemed to co-exist without affecting each other, or the feeling of almost burning heat inside her pussy.

Cindy swallowed hard and tried to get a hold of herself. She was shaking, and there was a lump in her throat that wouldn't go down. She tried to gloss over it. "Well, aren't we testy today! Ya spoilsport!" she laughed nervously.

"Shut the fuck up." he growled.

Cindy couldn't believe it. She felt tears sting her eyes. She couldn't think of anything to say, and knew she probably couldn't bring herself to say it if she could. She shook her head and shrugged her shoulders, and tried to feel better. It was almost over anyway. She returned her attention to Corey and Amanda. After a moment she reached down between her legs and turned on her own vibrator, and held the shaft in her hand so she could grind the base against her pussy as hard as she could.

"Okay Baby, now I'm really gonna push your buttons!" Corey laughed at Amanda. "Ooo yah, it's sounding pretty consistent, so I bet this thing's pretty much got your pussy figured out! But you're not listening, are you? I bet you've even forgotten that I'm supposed to be raping your little holes so hard, huh? And we can't have that. So I guess I'll have to remind you." he turned to Cindy. "Hey! If I turn this thing off, will it forget where it is on it's sequence?"

"Yes, but not if you use the intensity control. It goes down to zero." she answered.

Corey turned back to Amanda, and shoved his crotch against hers even harder. "Alright, let's give you some of this... " he said, and flicked the intensity control up to maximum for eight seconds.

"AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAH!" Amanda wailed, thrashing weakly as the vibrator went berserk in her pussy.

"And some of this..." He said, snapping the intensity off before suddenly pulling both cocks out to the head and ramming them back in again with all his force. He gave her another nine full-length, full body slams as she screamed weakly, her voice bouncing from his impacts, her hands feebly trying to fight him off. Then he went back to filling her completely and holding both cocks tight inside her while he ran the vibrator at maximum, grinding the clit stimulator against her swollen little clitoris, then back to the vicious slams, forcing the huge cocks into her helpless pussy and ass with all he had. Then back to the pressure and the vibrator. Back and forth, pleasure, then pain, then pleasure, then pain.

"Look at her." Corey growled to Cindy during one of the pressure and vibrator stages. "A few days ago she was someone's little girl. Someone's sweet and innocent little girl, worried about her marks. Now look at her. Now she's a slut. A whore. An absolutely possessed, wanton little sleaze, a total and complete sex slave. Being violated and raped every way there is by the man she was given to, her absolute master. And I didn't even have to do anything to get her, she was served up to me like a steak! And now she's fuckmeat. Meat, for me to fuck." He turned the vibrator down again. "Hey, Fuckmeat! Time for me to rape you some more!" he laughed cruelly, and began ramming his huge cock and the gigantic vibrator into Amanda's tortured little openings again.

Cindy hadn't said anything while he spoke, not wanting to chance antagonizing him after he'd started talking to her again. Besides, she was coming so hard from the vibrator between her legs she probably couldn't have answered anyway, but she'd heard what he said, and thought about it.

After a few thrusts Corey grabbed the strap, pinned Amanda's wrists to the mattress above her head, and whipped her across her round, wiggling titties while he continued to double-penetrate her genitals with all his force.

Then another cycle of the vibrator. When he turned it off he yelled: "Hey slave! Shut your eyes real tight!" Amanda must have heard him, as she scrunched her eyelids tightly closed. Corey resumed his assault upon her loins and whipped her in the face with the strap. He whipped her on the forehand swing and on the backhand, across her cheeks and mouth.

"Jesus Christ Corey! Don't do that!" Cindy burst out.

"Why not? Her face doesn't injure any easier than her tits or her cunt, and the strap's safe." Corey demanded, then resumed what he was doing.

"Well I know, but Christ, don't whip her in the face!" Cindy protested. "That's going too far!"

"She obviously doesn't think so, so shut the fuck up." he growled.

Cindy fell silent. Amanda seemed capable of saying the safeword, and wasn't saying it, and Cindy couldn't bring herself to say it on Amanda's behalf.

A few cycles later Corey noticed the vibrator was getting a little less energetic. "Batteries must be dying." he muttered to himself. "Might as well make the most of the last of the power." He left it on constantly then, and fucked Amanda hard at the same time. He whipped her sporadically, sometimes on her face, sometimes on her breasts, sometimes on her tummy or armpits. The combination of the vibrator, the whipping, and the cocks being rammed up her vagina and ass so hard, all at the same time, brought Amanda's energy back up for a while, her screams and struggles becoming loud and violent again. Corey was loving it, and growled at her fiercely as he violated her.

The vibrator slowly faded and died over the next ten minutes. Corey kept fucking and whipping, and a few minutes after the vibrator died, her orgasm petered out and ended. Corey noticed and threw down the whip. He put his arms under Amanda's legs, held her wrists behind her back, and picked her up. After standing up beside the bed, he began fucking her more maniacally than he had all night, lunging upward to drive his double-penetration into her to the hilt, impacting with a loud slapping sound, then pulling them almost all the way out to do it again.

Without her orgasm to sustain her, Amanda quickly dissolved into a hopeless sounding, piteous crying, while squirming weakly in Corey's arms.

After ten minutes of standing he laid Amanda back on the bed, and resumed whipping her while he raped her cringing holes.

Cindy turned her vibrator off and gave herself a few seconds to cool down. Then she had to speak up. "Hey. She's done." she said, laying a gentle hand on Corey's arm.

"Huh?" he went.

"She's done." Cindy repeated. "Sated. Finished. Wiped out. Satiated. She can't come anymore, and she needs to go to bed." she told him, as softly as he could.

He didn't answer right away. "I'm not finished." he growled.

"I'm telling you Corey, she has to stop. You're just torturing her now. Please?" Cindy pleaded.

Corey stopped. "Hey slave. Slave! You remember the magic word? The safety word?" he demanded. Amanda nodded, sobbing and sniffling. "Could you say it if you wanted to?" he demanded. She nodded again. "Do you want to say it? State your intentions plainly, now. Take your time if you need to."

Amanda took five deep breaths, then spoke. "No Master. I do not wish to say the safe word." she sobbed.

"There you go." Corey said to Cindy, and returned to whipping Amanda, and stuffing her full of cock. Her voice was so hoarse, she couldn't even scream anymore, only cry and wail and yell with a strained sound.

Cindy watched, becoming more and more concerned.

"Hey, you can fuck me, you know." she told him. "I haven't had anything inside me all night! My pussy's nice and fresh!"

He didn't answer for so long, she thought he hadn't caught what she said because he was so intent on Amanda.

"Hey! I said you can fuck me too, you know!" she repeated.

Corey looked up at her, glaring. "LIKE THIS? HAH? LIKE THIS?" he roared, fucking and whipping Amanda's tortured, squirming body with fresh viciousness. "HAH? YOU GONNA LET ME FUCK YOU LIKE THIS?" he roared again, then glared at her some more. "Yah, right." he snorted derisively, and returned to abusing Amanda's captive little body.

Cindy watched for another five minutes, her heart pounding in her ears so hard it drowned out Amanda's cries. She'd totally lost the mood she needed to enjoy Amanda's pain, and now her empathy with her helpless little sister was enough to make her flinch along with Amanda every time the strap connected. Cindy's feelings of affection and protectiveness toward her baby sister were coming back full force, and she started to cry as she watched Amanda being tortured.

Suddenly, Cindy couldn't take it anymore. It suddenly seemed like she'd rather take the raping and whipping Amanda was getting than watch it happening for one moment longer. After all, Amanda had already taken a lot of rape and whipping for hours now, while she herself was still fresh, though she'd come so much she knew she didn't have much left in her gas tank either. And besides, even Corey must not have much energy left, after the output he'd maintained all evening.

"All right." she said hesitantly. When Corey didn't answer, she spoke again. "All right, you can fuck me like that. You can do whatever you want to me." Her voice was shaking, but she got it out.

Corey didn't answer right away, and he didn't look at her when he did. "I'm only gonna ask you once." he rumbled, low and dangerously. "Are you sure? If you say the safeword after I've started on you, I'm gonna come back to Fuckmeat here and really hurt her."

Cindy hesitated a moment before she could make herself answer. "Yes. I'm sure."

"All right." Corey chuckled dangerously. "Get naked. Take it all off."

"Can I... Can I leave the mask on?" Cindy asked hesitantly.

"NO!" he yelled, and returned his attention to whipping and raping Amanda.

"Jesus Corey, I said I'm gonna give you what you want! Stop hurting her, please!" Cindy begged, almost breaking down to full hearted crying.

"As soon as you're naked." Corey returned, and pinched both Amanda's nipples between thumb and forefinger until she found the strength to scream again at the new sensation, slapping her hands ineffectually against his. "You might want to hurry it up a bit." he added cruelly, raising his voice a bit to be heard above Amanda's screams.

Cindy quickly shed the boots, stockings, gloves, and mask she was wearing, and when she pulled down the leather G-string with the vibrator, it left angry red stripes on her skin where the straps had been, it was so tight.

"Okay." she said hesitantly. "I'm ready."

"All right." Corey said. He pulled the cocks out of Amanda's tortured openings and dumped her on her ass on the floor. She immediately lay back and slapped her hands onto her burning, aching genitals, crying hysterically with relief.

Corey stood there for a moment, grinning and looking at Cindy.

She was getting really scared and stood there shaking, unable to meet his eyes.

"You look fuckin' good, Cindy. Yup, you sure do. Lemme show ya." he said, and reached out to grab most of the hair at the back of Cindy's head. He lifted on it a bit, and she yelled in pain and grabbed his wrists as he marched her roughly over to the mirror, prancing on her toes to try to relieve some of the pull on her hair.

"There. Look. LOOK!" he demanded, shaking her by the hair a bit.

Cindy yelped amidst her crying, and looked at herself in the mirror.

"You don't look like a dominatrix now, Cindy. Oh no!" He said nastily. "Now you're just a beautiful blonde little girl, scared shitless cuz she knows she's gonna get raped and whipped!"

Amidst all the emotion, Cindy couldn't help but be a bit surprised at how terrified she looked in the mirror, and the dominant part of her couldn't help but be a little turned on by it. She watched herself squirm and cry, almost hanging from her grip on his wrist, up on her tippy-toes, her beautiful little titties standing up proudly and wiggling as she moved.

He ran his free hand sensuously over her mammaries, pinched up her nipples to full hardness, then grabbed her left breast and mauled it roughly for a moment while she yelled and squirmed. Then he ran his palm over her tummy a bit, played with her downy pubic hair for a moment, and cupped her pussy. Suddenly, he shoved two fingers hard into her vagina.

"Own! Oww, oww, oh fuck that hurts!" she cried.

"Hey, you're pretty wet for someone who's about to get the shit raped out of her." he chuckled as she danced maniacally from the pain of his rough penetration.

She was surprised to realize that she was indeed very wet. She wouldn't have thought it possible, considering how afraid she was, and chalked it up to an unconscious self-preservation reaction.

He pulled his fingers out of her body and pinched her tiny clitoris hard between his fingertips. It sent a blinding wave of pain through her whole body. She screamed and grabbed for the torturing hand with her left one, leaving her right around the wrist that still pulled upward on her hair.

He marched her back over to the bed and threw her on it face down, then immediately pinned her arms behind her back with one hand, leaned on it a bit to make sure she was secure, and picked up the strap. "I'm gonna fuckin' hurt you now, bitch!" he growled, and whipped her wriggling, cute little ass as fast and as hard as he could with full arm swings, grinning and laughing at her screams and struggles. "Heh heh, yah, the stripes look even better on your white little ass than on Amanda's! The light pinkness of your skin really shows the marks well!" he taunted.

He gave her about twenty lashes on the soft curves of her ass, till her whole bum was glowing cherry red, then whipped her on her lower back, the backs of her legs, and the inside of her thighs. He let her go and stepped back, laughing. She quickly rolled over and her arms fell to her sides, and she just laid there, crying hysterically. He watched her for a moment, enjoying the contrast between the angry redness where he'd whipped her and the almost-white light pinkness of the rest of her skin.

He actually whistled happily to himself as he walked over to the table for the tube of lube, and a restraint to bind Cindy with. It was a four inch wide black leather band, about three feet long with eight inch loops at the end, and two cuffs about eight inches apart near the middle.

He rolled her onto her tummy, laid the band across the middle of her back and buckled her wrists into the cuffs, so that her arms were bound behind her with her fore arms together, sideways across her back. He flipped her over onto her back like a sack of potatoes, then folded her right leg up so that her knee was against her breast and her heel against the back of her thigh. He slipped the loop in the end of the strap over her knee and pushed it down her leg until it was halfway down her thigh and her calf, trapping her leg in the completely folded position. Then he repeated the procedure with her left leg and let her relax into the bonds, which lifted her knees away from her breasts a bit, but still left her legs trapped in the completely folded up position, her pussy and ass completely exposed, her arms bound behind her.

"Wow." he grinned, looking her over while rubbing a thin coating of lubricant onto his cock and the huge vibrator. "You look so vulnerable and open like that. Probably because you are! And now, my helpless little sex captive, it's time for you to get whipped on your pussy and titties!" He picked up the strap again, walked around to the foot of the bed so he was facing her pussy, and drew the strap back.

"Oh no! Please no!" Cindy begged, shaking tears out of her eyes. "I... I've changed my mind, I can't take this! The strap hurts so much more than I thought it would! Please don't whip my pussy aaaaaaaaaAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed as he brought the strap whooshing down, connecting with the end of it perfectly centered on the opening of her vagina. Her scream jumped in volume with the loud 'Smak!' of the strap's impact on her labia. He brought it back and lashed her pussy again, getting her right on her clitoris with the tip of the strap.

Cindy howled in agony in a way that Amanda never had, and he knew she was getting none of the enjoyment from it that Amanda did. Which was just the way he wanted it.

He whipped her pussy constantly for over three minutes, with well over three hundred strokes, while she screamed and cried and begged for it to stop. He knew she was begging for him to stop, even if only for a little while, though he couldn't make out the words she was saying because she was crying so hard. She was trussed so tight that she could barely move, and could only shake and shudder and roll her head around.

He suddenly switched to whipping her titties, and whipped them even longer than he'd whipped her pussy, loving the way they bounced when the strap hit them. Then he began whipping her randomly everywhere he could reach, her pussy, her tits, her face, neck, tummy, legs, shoulders, and the inside of her thighs. He loved the way she frantically tried to dodge the blows, a useless effort since she could barely move, and she didn't know where he was going to whip her next anyway. When he finally threw the strap down on the bed he'd been whipping her for over ten minutes in total, and had given her over one thousand five hundred lashes.

He jumped on her and bit her on the underside of her right breast. He checked the mark, then spent three minutes biting her all over her tits, especially on the nipples and areolas. He bit a trail down her chest and over her tummy, and she her screaming crying voice found words when she realized what he was going to do next.

"No! You can't bite my pussy! You can't bite me on the pussy!!! That's not fair! That's out of bounds! Oh fuckin' Christ, don't do it!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA huh huh huh huh..." she screamed as he gave her a sharp bite on her clitoris, then cried as he released her.

He licked up her slit, then sucked noisily at her vagina as he realized again how much he loved how her liquids tasted. He began licking, sucking, and biting her, all over her pussy and ass, from the top of her pubic mound to the back of the crack of her ass, and all over her ass cheeks, and the line where her thighs met her body, and kept going for eight minutes.

He sat back and looked down at her, grinning at the angry red bite marks he'd left. She was almost out of her mind from the pain, but he cruelly shoved two fingers into her vagina anyway, and pumped them into her hard for a minute.

"Amazing!" he laughed evilly. "Your pussy's still wet!"

He pulled the fingers out of her and immediately shoved them up her ass. He thrust them into her clenching anus and pumped them into her there for a few seconds, making sure she was well lubricated by the liquid his fingers had carried from her pussy. She actually settled down a bit, as his cruel penetrations hurt so much less than being bitten on her genitals.

"Now I'm gonna rape you!" he growled dangerously. "I'm gonna rape you more brutally than any girl's ever been raped in the history of the world!"

He centered his cock at her ass and pushed against her little rosebud enough to hold himself in place. She started to wiggle away from him down the bed. He slapped her hard on her right breast with the palm of his hand.

"Hold still!" he yelled angrily. "You know it's not going to do you any good anyway! You're going to get raped in your cunt, and raped in your ass! All at once! And there's not a damn thing you can do about it! So you might as well just lie there and TAKE IT!"

Cindy sobbed hopelessly as Corey re-positioned his huge cock between the cheeks of her bum, then positioned the enormous fake cock at the mouth of her vagina. He held them in place with a bit of pressure while he slid his hands under Cindy's shoulders and grasped them from behind. He looked down at her terrified face, her eyes tightly closed as she waited in mortal dread for what he was going to do to her.

To both their surprise, he gave in to a sudden urge to tenderly kiss her mouth. Again to both their surprise, she responded to it after a couple of seconds, kissing him hungrily as she reached for any pleasure she could get.

He let her kiss him back for five seconds or so, then suddenly hunched upward hard with his hips, penetrating both her openings. She screamed into his mouth as he drove both of the enormous shafts all the way inside her with one long, vicious push, pulling hard on her shoulders to get the force he needed. She screamed constantly for the next three minutes as he held them pushed fully into her. He laughed at her as he looked down at her, her eyes completely unseeing as she stared past him at the ceiling. When her loins had adjusted a bit to being stretched completely open, her screaming faded to crying.

"You bastard!" she sobbed suddenly. "You unspeakable bastard..."

"Huh ha! Aren't I though?" he snickered cruelly, and started fucking her with long, hard strokes, making sure he battered her clitoris on the end of every one. He'd fucked her like that for ten minutes, ramming his cock up her ass and the dildo up her pussy, thrilling to her cries, when Amanda slowly sat up and leaned her head on the edge on the bed, watching them.

After a few moments, she spoke. "Well how do you like that, bitch." she said to Cindy. "You diggin' gettin' raped up the pussy an' raped up the ass like that? Stupid cunt. My Master was hurting me, and you took him away from that! For nothing! For no reason! I'd come over there and whip you on the titties myself. If I could move."

Corey laughed. "Don't worry slave, I'm gonna hurt the shit outta you again tomorrow!"

"Thank you Master." Amanda said, and managed a little smile.

"Get some rest, slave. You're going to need it."

"Yes Master." She started to move, then hesitated. "I love you Master." she softly said, looking hopeful.

He laughed. "I love you too, slave."

Amanda smiled, and slipped back down to the floor.

Corey went back to fucking Cindy with all his attention, though not as hard now, as he was getting a little winded.

He fucked her at a moderate pace until he got his wind back, then returned to really raping her viciously. He stood up with her for a while, holding the little ball she was tied into against the front of his body while he rocketed his hips up into her, then laid her back down and whipped her tits until his arm got tired. He leaned forward and rested his weight on his elbows, watching her face from close range. It had been twenty minutes since Amanda had spoken, and Cindy had been crying and screaming, squirming and thrashing that whole time. She was running out of energy.

"LOOK AT ME!" he suddenly roared. It didn't get through to her, so he stopped fucking her, grasped her hair, and forced her to look at him. "Look at me." he growled dangerously.

She made eye contact with him, and couldn't look away. He held her there till he was sure she was fully aware, and fully concentrated on him, before he released her hair.

"You know what I'm thinking." he growled.

She just stared at him.

"You know what I'm thinking!" he growled again, his face blazing with incredible emotional intensity.

She nodded jerkily.

"Okay. Now I'm gonna rape your mind." he growled quietly.

For the next twenty five minutes he held her gaze locked to his and just fucked her hard, holding her head between his hands so she couldn't look away. Now the only part of her body she could move was her feet. Sometimes he rammed the big twin cocks into her pussy and anus with particular energy and cruelty, growling like a wild animal about to attack.

"All right, now you know what you are, and what you'll always be. Right?" he finally asked.

"Yes." she whispered.

"Good." he said, and picked her up. He carried her over to the table and got himself a glass of water, leaning back so he could hold her to him with one arm. He poured her one, and held it to her lips so she could drink, keeping the cocks all the way inside her the whole time.

"You know, I've got to admit, you girls were sure right about me!" he laughed as he carried her back to the bed. "I fuckin' love this shit! I love fucking you up the ass! I love whipping you and raping you and dominating you! And your cute little sister too! I can't believe I missed out on it all these years!"

Cindy didn't say anything.

Corey laid her back down on the bed and kneeled on it himself, with his knees wide to keep his crotch at the right height with Cindy's.

"Now I'm gonna rape you some more, and hurt your titties, until I come up your ass." He growled. He started ramming into her burning and defenseless openings with half length slams. She started screaming again. His hands squeezed her tits, then pinched her nipples and areolas between the side of his hands and his thumbs until she thrashed in a mindless and futile attempt to escape...

He liked this position. He liked being able to hurt her titties with his hands, squeezing them and pinching them, scratching them and slapping them once in a while, and he liked having a good view of her suffering.

He got rougher and rougher with her over the next fifteen minutes, until he knew he was going to come. He flopped down over her and fucked her maniacally, using up the last of his energy reserves in his reach for ecstasy.

Suddenly he was blasting his come up her ass, grinding his body against her bum cheeks and the dildo in her pussy as the pleasure waves took over. He humped against her as his cock throbbed and clenched in climax over and over, deep inside her ass. It wasn't as long as some he'd had that night, but it was as intense and satisfying as anything he'd felt in his life.