Captured

Heather's breath came even faster as she grew more and more exciting, feeling Jon's erection pressing against her stomach. She yelped as the leather belt slapped down on her still tender ass. Before she had time to recognise the pain, her body started jerking and shaking with the force her orgasm. Jon didn't stop as she came, but carried on striking her, harder and harder, driving her to more and more orgasms. He dropped the belt and pressed his fingers deep into her pussy, thumb teasing her clit until she came again and again. She collapsed against him and he held her tightly until she calmed down, helping her to her feet when she had.

"Now it's Uncle Richie's turn to spank you. Are you ready?"

Heather whimpered. "Yes, daddy," she lied, not wanting to be spanked more, her bottom in agony from the punishment she had already received.

"Good girl." Jon turned to Richie and grinned. "How do you want her?"

Richie raised an eyebrow, struggling to keep a straight face as he answered. " On the floor, legs spread wide, head down and her ass up in the air."

Heather's cheeks grew even redder as she slid down to the floor, taking the pose Richie described. She mewled as his fingers slid in and out of her pussy, before pressing them into her ass. She wriggled as he thrust his fingers in and out of her. She was going to come again, she could feel it, the sensations only increasing as Jon started playing with her nipples until they were hard and firm. As the first open handed scamecame down on her ass, Jon pinched Heather's nipples tight, pulling hard on them. Again and again they repeated this until Heather collapsed to the floor, shaking and screaming as she came. She wanted to stop now, was so tired that she could barely resume her nearly position when instructed to do so by Dorothea. Somehow she managed, and the spanking and pinching of her nipples continued until Heather collapsed to the floor again, quivering with another forceful orgasm.

Dorothea rolled Heather on to her side, kissing her on the lips as Jon thrust his cock into her ass, Richie's cock sliding into her pussy, quickly setting a punishing rhythm. The warm musky dampness of Dorothea's pussy was pressed tr mor mouth and Heather licked and nibbled at her clit before thrusting her tongue in and out of her pussy.

Jon grunted, thrusting hard into Heather, hands gripping her hips hard as he came, flooding her ass. Almost instantly, Richie came as well, Heather's muscles clamping down around him as she shook with another orgasm. Her tongue continued to work on Dorothea until she felt the other woman shake and jerk, her juices flooding Heather's mouth. They all lay on the soft rug in a tangle of limbs, no one moving or saying a word.

They didn't move from the rug for the rest of the day, playing with Heather until she was too exhausted to continue, giving her a brief respite and starting again. She was spanked, whipped, teased, pinched, kissed and licked, reaching so many orgasms she lost count.

Towards the middle of the afternoon, Richie lifted Heather into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. Jon and Dorothea followed them in, but Richie shooshed them out, telling them to 'go fuck or something.' He ran her a warm bubble bath, followed by a massage to her tired, sore and aching body. He dressed her in a pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt, kissing her as he slipped the blindfold back over her eyes.

She was led out of the house and into the van, driven back to her home. Richie pulled her into the main room and pressed a piece of paper in her hand. He ran his fingers through her hair and told her not to remove the blindfold for at least one minute after the front door had closed.

Heather nodded, but Richie had already turned and walked away, slamming the front door behind him as he left. She waited a full minute, perhaps even longer she wasn't sure, before removing the blindfold and making her way across the room to the couch. She sat down, hissing as pain rolled through her ass from the spankings. She noticed, though, that her pussy responded to the pressure on her aching agrowgrowing damp. She unfolded the piece of paper in her hand and read it:

Heather,
Had a great weekend, can't wait till this tour's over. Be ready
Love R

Heather grinned, her hand unzipping her jeans and rubbing her clit through her panties. She leaned back and squeezed her ass cheeks tightly together, causing another flush of pain through her. She slid two fingers into her pussy, pumping them in and out as she brought herself to orgasm, already looking forward to Richie coming home after the tour and wondering if he'd be bringing Jon and Dorothea with him.