I got quickly to my knees and looked up at Mr Williams. He had a hungry expression on his face and he
undid his trousers so I could take his cock out. It was already almost hard and as I pulled
down his trousers and underpants he took hold of my head and thrust his cock
deep into my mouth.
This was the third time he had fucked my face and I tried to
suck him slowly. He seemed very
insistent this time however and I almost gagged as he pushed deep into my
throat, still holding the sides of my head.
He looked over at Miss Dawson, who I could just see out of
the corner of my eye.
‘Whip her while I fuck her face,’ he ordered her.
I couldn't see her but I heard her move quite quickly and in
a second or two I felt the first lash of the rubber hose across my back. I
braced myself by holding onto Mr Williams’ legs as Miss Dawson whipped me, and
Mr Williams grunted with pleasure as each strike of the hose pushed had the
effect of pushing his cock deep into me.
She didn't thrash me too hard and I wasn't sure if she was
using the thin or thick hose. She lashed
me across my back and across my arse, until Mr Williams shuddered and held my
head even tighter as he spunked into me.
I tasted the salty cum as he jerked and thrust and I swallowed it
without any instructions.
With a sigh of pleasure, Mr Williams pulled his cock from my
mouth and wiped it on my hair.
‘You’ll have to wash that now,’ he remarked, ‘So we might as
well make it worthwhile for you to have a good wash.’
‘What have you got in mind?’ Miss Dawson asked.
‘When the boys and I used her a few days ago we all pissed
on her after. They like to piss over her
while she’s got her clothes on, or some of them anyway. I like to piss over naked girls, so I thought
while she’s here and naked I’ll have a slash and enjoy it.’
‘Can I piss over her too?’ Miss Dawson asked.
‘I would love you to,’ he replied.
He took my hand and helped me up from where I was kneeling
with an almost courtly gesture. He led
me into the bathroom and opened the cabinet.
In a second he had pulled a cable tie from the cabinet, pulled my hands
behind my back and fastened them together with the cable tie.
I knew what would come next and sure enough he took a
clothes peg from the cabinet and clipped it over my nose so I had to breathe
through my mouth. Then he picked me up
in his arms and lay me gently on the floor, on my back. Of course, with the cable tie binding my
hands I couldn’t move much even if I had dared to, so I just lay still.
‘Together or separate?’ Mr Williams asked Miss Dawson.
‘Together’, she responded.
She stood over me, one foot either side of my face, and
lifted her skirt. She was still wearing
no knickers so was looking straight into her cunt. With a little sigh she started pissing over
my face and body.
I saw Mr Williams grin as her piss splashed over me. Then he started pissing as well, moving his
cock to try to follow where Miss Dawson’s piss was going, but also directing
quite a bit into my mouth as I coughed and choked and tried to avert my face.
They both had plenty of piss in them and Mr Williams in
particular pissed all over me from my face down to my cunt. He asked Miss Dawson to lift her skirt higher
so he could watch her pissing better, and she obligingly hitched it up.
After they finished, he shook a few extra drops of piss from
his cock and she wiped herself with a piece of toilet paper, which she then
dropped on me.
‘That was lovely,’ Miss Dawson said, ‘It’s been ages since I
whipped a girl and even longer since I pissed on one. I’d forgotten how much fun it is.’
‘Yes, especially when you get a fair bit in her mouth,’ Mr
Williams replied. ‘A simple trick, the
clothes peg, but it helps to make a nice target. I used to just threaten them with a beating
if they closed their mouth but this just makes it easier.’
‘I almost forgot how much I enjoyed licking her out and
having her lick me as well. So many
treats!’
Mr Williams lifted me to me feet and realised his hands were
wet from the piss all over my body. He
slapped my face.
‘You dirty slag, I've got piss on me.’
Since it was their piss, I thought it was very unfair but I
just said ‘Sorry sir.’
Miss Dawson laughed and cut off the cable tie with a pair of
nail scissors from the bathroom cabinet.
‘Have a shower,’ she said, opening the shower cubicle for
me. I entered the cubicle and turned on
the hot water.
‘Cold water only’, Mr Williams ordered, ‘That’ll teach you
to get piss on me.’
I turned off the hot water and had a very quick wash in the
cold water. As I turned the water off
and tried to leave the shower stall, Mr Williams stopped me.
‘You have spunk in your hair,’ he said, ‘You better wash
it.’
‘But sir, the water’s so cold.’
He slapped my face again and pushed me back in. I washed my hair, shivering with the cold and
came out of the shower.
Miss Dawson handed me a towel and as I rubbed myself Mr
Williams said ‘Well?’
‘Sorry for speaking sir.’
‘Not good enough,’ he said, as he looked intently at
me. ‘You need to be punished.’
I looked down at the floor.
Then Miss Dawson said, ‘She’s had three beatings today, I
think that’s enough.’
‘Oh I agree, but she won’t escape the punishment. I’ll deal with her tomorrow.’
Still looking straight at me, he asked ‘Have you heard of
cuntbusting?’
I shook my head.
He smiled. ‘Well,
what a treat for you and your extra tuition.
Tomorrow you’ll find out what it is.’
Instinct told me I wasn't going to like it, but at least it
was deferred. I got dressed and left
before they could change their minds.
