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Monique and Lize, Mark and Mary’s stewardesses, find a naughty way to pass the time with a married, Muslim woman.

The Devil’s Pact Servants’ Chronicles
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2014

Chapter Two: The Naughty Stewardesses

Note: Takes place between Chapters 41 and Chapter 42

Thursday, October 31st, 2013 – Monique Lavoie – Lansing, MI

“Everyone take your seats,” Joslyn announced over Air Force One’s loudspeakers.

“Pity,” I sighed, breaking my kiss with 53, one of Mark’s bodyguards. She was a petite, Asian woman with a gorgeous pair of breasts that my hands were currently fondling. We were leaning against one of the bulkheads, furiously kissing, her hands between my thighs, rapidly fingering me.

“Guess we’ll finish up on the flight home,” 53 shrugged. She pulled away from me, buttoning up her blouse, all business. Now that we’re landing, she was back on duty.

I straightened my skirt, what little of it there was. It barely covered my asscheeks and, when I walked, my pussy would flash beneath the hem. My bustier had slipped, and I adjusted it, pressing up my round tits into an impressive cleavage. I tweaked my hard nipples, left bare by the bustier, and made sure my red-and-blue striped tie fell between my lush mounds.

I walked back to the main cabin, sitting down on a jump seat near the door. Lize—one of my many lovers, and my fellow stewardess—sat down next to me, her large breasts jiggling in her bustier. She wore the exact same outfit I did; our official uniforms that I had chosen last June when Mark and Mary first made us their stewardesses. I had been married then, but I dumped my husband in a heartbeat to serve a pair of actual Gods. Lize, on the other hand, had brought her husband with her, and Franklin worked as the Gods’ webmaster now. That had surprised me; I thought Lize didn’t actually love her husband. I figured her for another gold digger like me, marrying a rich executive for the easy life. Well, her feelings for her husband had never stopped the blonde from cheating on him at the drop of a pin.

“What shall we do for fun, my sweet, little Lize?” I asked, toying with a lock of my curly-black hair.

“Shopping, of course,” Lize giggled. “Let’s spend my husband’s money on clothes to look beautiful for our lovers.”

We laughed wickedly.

The Gods appeared out of their back cabin, dressed in simple clothes. It was Thursday, and that meant they were spending the day healing sick children. Every Thursday they traveled to a random Children’s Hospital in the US, and this week Lansing, Michigan had been selected. They sat next to each other, cuddling up. Korina and Lillian, the two sluts that had attended them in their cabin, came out with broad smiles.

“Do you think they have good shopping in Lansing?” I asked, unable to keep my distaste for the provincial mid-west out of my voice.

“We’ll find out,” Lize shrugged. “Either way, we’ll find something fun and naughty to do.”

The plane began its descent. I took my little Lize’s hands, soft and delicate. She had come a long way from the shy trophy wife I met at that party two years ago. I had introduced her to a world of decadent pleasures: young, muscular men; the pleasure of a woman’s lips; multiple partners; anal sex; the thrill of public sex—she had been a virgin to it all. And serving the Gods just meant there was no limit on our decadence. We could do what we wanted, wherever we wanted, and the Gods would protect us. We served them, and had earned whatever amusements we desired.

The plane tires screeched, the thrust reversals roared, and my seat belt dug into my waist as we landed. The plane rattled, shook, groaned, and then we slowed to a crawl, the thrust reversals died down, and the plane made a gentle turn. Through the window I could see the other planes landing, part of the fleet of aircraft that followed the Gods around. They carried soldiers, vehicles, spare parts, and there was one plane that was simply their back-up ride, decked out identically to Air Force One. That was power. That’s why I ditched my billionaire husband to serve Mark and Mary.

The plane pulled up to the advance troops; a company of the Legion and a squad of the scantily-clad bodyguards had arrived yesterday, making sure everything was safe and secure for their arrival. Beyond them stood the media with their cameras. We unbuckled our belts and walked over to the airplane’s door. A staircase was maneuvered up, and then we opened the door. The bodyguards streamed out, joining their sisters, and then the Gods walked up, standing at the doorway and waving for the cameras.

“Have fun, ma chérie,” I purred to Mary, embracing her. My Goddess took the moment to fondle my breasts while Lize gave Mark a similar farewell.

Then the Gods walked down the stairs to the roaring cheer of their worshipers and the flashing cameras of the reporters. The sluts descended the stairs with Leah, the chauffeur, followed by a few of the maids who would serve the Gods during this trip, then we descended with the last of the bodyguards. The air was frigid but, lucky for us, our ties had been enchanted by Sam. The Vizier had whipped up a spell that turned them into mini-heaters, and they’d keep us warm even in a blizzard. The Gods were giving a speech while their convoy was readied. A fleet of SUV’s and Humvees pulled up, the Gods and their servants and bodyguards piled in, and they were off.

“So, what naughty fun are you two going to have?” 53 asked me, a grin on her youthful, Asian face. Her partner, 52, stood next to her, a buxom Mexican woman with honey-brown hair and a pair of aviator shades on.

“Shopping at what passes for a mall in Lansing,” I declared.

“And fucking?” 53 asked, her grin turning sly.

“Of course,” Lize nodded. “Preferably the nastiest, most depraved fucking we can have. Shame you can’t join in.”

“We’ll have the plane ride back to relieve ourselves, right, 52?”

“Absolutely,” purred the Latina bodyguard.

Lize and I piled into the back of another waiting, black SUV. 53 jumped into the driver seat, and 52 slid in the passenger seat, what the Americans called ‘shotgun’, though I never had the faintest idea why. Then again, there was a shotgun and an automatic rifle secured next to the passenger seat on the console.

52 pulled out a GPS. “Let’s see what sort of malls there are around here.” The device made an annoying beep every time she pushed the keys. “Ahh, here we go.”

“Go straight 100 feet and take a left,” a cool, feminine voice spoke from the device.

It turned out the mall wasn’t far away, merely a ten minute drive through Lansing’s streets. It was a depressing sight. A one story, sprawling mess, without the hint of high-end boutiques where we could buy some designer clothes. Oh well, there were other ways to spend time in the mall. 53 maneuvered the SUV right up to the front, lights flashing, parking in front of one of the entrances between a Target and a Sears, how positively gauche, and the two bodyguards exited the vehicle and opened the doors for us.

The shoppers gawked. It wasn’t every day you saw two barely dressed women step out of an SUV guarded by two cops that would be more at home on a porno set than walking a beat. They recognized what women dressed like slutty cops meant, and backed away, not wanting to impede the Gods’ servants. I didn’t pay them any mind, and strode into the mall, my exposed breasts jiggling.

It opened onto a garish food court. Cheap Chinese food abutted cheap Mexican food abutted cheap Italian food, with two hamburger joints and a Shawarma shop thrown in for good measure. The tables were flimsy Formica, and accompanied by uncomfortable, plastic chairs. I looked around for anyone to have some fun with. A hunky, Black man accompanied by a rather plain-looking, overweight, White woman caught my eye. He deserved better than that dumpy woman. A pair of young women giggled when they saw us, and my eyes appreciated their short skirts and chokers about their throats. Another man, his forearms as thick as my thighs, walked by, his yummy butt clad in tight jeans.

And then I saw her, wrapped head to toe in black cloth, a hijab, I think it was called, protecting her modesty by leaving only her hands and and her eyes exposed. She trailed after an Arab man dressed in a suit, his head covered by a white headwrap, the keffiyeh with intricate, red designs, the type of headdress you’d see in Saudi Arabia. He was young, early twenties, and the woman was probably his wife, and struggled to carry their purchases while her husband chatted away on his cell phone. Asshole!

I nudged Lize. “How would you like to unwrap the Muslim woman?”

Her eyes fell on the woman and sparkled with mischief. “Umm, you always get me the best presents.”

53 groaned. “He seems the possessive type.”

“That’s why we brought you along,” I giggled, hooking my arm through Lize’s and striding across the food court towards them.

The man stopped, his eyes falling upon our exposed breasts, and a smile crossed his lips. A few years ago I had been a model, and I was very acquainted with Saudi men. They were all pigs, loving us Western women and our uninhibited sexual ways. They would shower you with gifts: jewels, money, clothing, anything to get you to spread your legs and fuck them so they could boast to their friends about the slutty, Western girl they defiled.

We walked right past the Saudi man, his eyes whipping around to watch us, and we split apart to flank the Arabic woman. Her eyes—dark pools—and hands looked young, but it was hard to really tell. She looked down, and I could almost feel her flush through the black veil, and her entire body stiffened like a ramrod had just been shoved up through her body.

“Don’t be scared, ma petite chérie,” I purred, reaching out to take her hand. “We won’t hurt you.”

“We’re just going to eat you up,” Lize cooed, taking her other hand.

“Sharmuta!” roared the man. I knew that word, I had heard it often enough from Arab men. Whore.

“Umm, you have no idea,” I smiled at him, grasping the woman’s hand. “And she’ll be one, too, once we’re finished.”

His dark face flushed with anger, his nose flaring as he snorted like a bull, and he charged at me. He didn’t get far. 53 whipped out her collapsible baton and slammed it hard against the back of his knee. With a cry of pain, he fell forward. 52 grabbed one of his hands and 53 the other one as the Arab man thrashed like a fish flopping about in the bottom of a boat.

“Stop resisting, sir,” 53 calmly said, yanking his hand back.

“Let me go, bitch!” he snarled. “I’ve done nothing wrong!”

“Sir, you just tried to assault one of the Gods’ servants. So I’m placing you under arrest. Now stop resisting, or it will be much worse!”

“They touched my wife! Why don’t you protect her!”

Pulling out her handcuff, 52 ratcheted one end around his wrist. “I’m not paid to protect your wife.” 53 pushed her knee into the man’s back and he yelped in pain, and she managed to haul his other wrist over and secured his free wrist.

The woman yelled something in Arabic, too fast and fluid for me to understand anything, and struggled in my grasp. “Don’t worry,” I told her. “He won’t be hurt. So long as he doesn’t resist.”

“Secure him in the chair,” I told them. “I think he should watch his wife finally become a free woman.”

The woman flinched as I grabbed her veil and pulled it over her face. She was beautiful, long, black hair framing a round, delicate face. Her lips were lush, her cheeks full of color, and her neck graceful. Such a shame to hide her beauty. Her husband was a selfish creature, wanting to hide her away from the world.

I touched her cheek gently. “Don’t worry. I won’t harm you.”

Then I leaned in and kissed her. She tried to pull away, but I still held onto her right arm, and Lize had her left. I tilted my head, working my lips against hers, letting my tongue slide out and caress her lips. Lize’s free hand slid up her body and found her breasts beneath the shapeless hijab. I wondered if she wore a bra under there, or if she was completely naked. She stiffened a second time; Lize had found her nipple, pinching it through the fabric. I kept kissing her, prodding her lips with my tongue, hoping she’d open up and let me in.

“Stop molesting my wife!” bellowed the man.

Her body relaxed; a soft sigh escaped her lips. My opening; I shoved my tongue inside her lips. A tremble passed through her; Lize nuzzled her neck, kissing the creamy skin. I relaxed my grip on her arm, only lightly holding her, ready to grab her again if she tried to break away. She didn’t. Her lips were moving instinctively. Had her husband ever kissed her like this? She was so awkward and unsure; that made the kiss even sweeter.

I smacked my lips when I broke the kiss. Her eyes were wide, eyelids fluttering, and her chest heaved with awakened passion. “This…isn’t…” I silenced her with another kiss. Her mouth opened up right away for my tongue.

“It is right,” purred Lize into her ear, her pink tongue tracing the dusky lobe. “We’re going to show just how right it is, cutie.”

“When I get free, I’m going to beat you, Aaliyah!” snarled her husband.

The Arab woman, Aaliyah, quailed in my embrace, a piteous moan broke her lips. I turned and looked with disgust at the man sitting on the chair. He was handcuffed to it now, a pair on each wrist attached to the back frame of the chair.

“Gag him,” I commanded 53. “I’m tired of hearing his pathetic whines.”

“You have to free him,” begged Aaliyah, tears in her eyes. “You are just making him more angry and…”

I placed my finger to her lips. “He won’t beat you ever again. You know whom we serve?”

Her head nodded.

“They are true Gods, and you have my word, okay?”

She nodded, a tear running down her dusky cheek. I licked her salty cheek, then captured her sweet lips for a third kiss. It was her tongue that wiggled into my mouth this time. She was a quick learner. Her hand hesitantly touched my hip, trembling. Lize kissed across her cheek, then pressed her lips against ours, thrusting her tongue, and we devolved into a sloppy, three-way kiss.

“What are you going to…” Aaliyah murmured. “Are we…”

“I’m going to fuck you right in front of your husband,” I hissed in her ear. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, you’ll shoot right to the moon.”

She looked around. A crowd of people, mostly young men, were watching us, holding up their phones. “But, this is…there are…we’ll get…”

“We serve the Gods, we can do what we like,” I grinned. “Look at how we’re dressed.”

Her eyes darted down, widening, her flush deepening.

“I know, she has a great pair of tits,” purred Lize. She took Aaliyah’s hand and raised it up to my chest. “Why don’t you give them a squeeze.”

“This is wrong,” the Arab woman breathed as her fingers massaged my heavy tit.

“Sex is never wrong,” I answered. “Haven’t you heard the Gods’ message?”

She shook her head. “The Imans have declared fatwas on them, calling them Shaitan and forbidding all faithful Muslims from watching TV and listening to the radio to avoid their evil spells.”

“Well, Aaliyah. Sex and love are never wrong. No matter whom you want to do it with. As long as it’s consensual, it’s never wrong.”

“But you came up to me and…”

“And set about seducing you,” I laughed. Her fingers found my nipple, stroking my hard numb; tingles skittered across my skin down to my sopping pussy. “And it worked, didn’t it? You’re going to let us do whatever we want to you.”

“I…” her voice faltered, then she lowered her head. Too many years submitting to her father and then her husband to have any real fight in her. They had beaten all the dominance out of her, the poor thing.

“Let’s get this horrible tarp off you,” I purred. “I bet you have a sexy body. You shouldn’t hide it. You shouldn’t be ashamed of it. You’re a woman, be proud. Show off your assets; take power in the effect you have on men and women.”

Lize and I bent down, grasping the thick, black robe, and pulled it over her head. She lifted her arms, meek and submissive; my cunt contracted and fresh juices leaked down my thighs. She wore no bra for her large, heavy breasts topped with fat, dark-brown nipples that were hard from Lize’s deft fingers. The only thing she did wear was a pair of white granny panties, loose and unsexy.

“Ma petite chérie, these have to go.” I bent down and pulled those disgusting, unflattering panties off. They were practically shorts. She stepped out of them, and I looked up and was face-to-face with her bushy groin.

My mouth watered, and I couldn’t resist leaning in and taking a swipe through her bush, gathering a faint, tangy flavor. She shuddered and moaned, looking down in awe at me as Lize fondled those luscious mounds. I took another swipe, and gathered more of her dew on my tongue. Her pussy hairs tickled my cheeks as my tongue found the entrance to her pussy, and shoved deep inside her.

“Oh, wow!” she moaned, her hips spasming on my lips.

I found her clit, hard and pink, peaking out of her cinnamon skin, and I sucked the sensitive pearl into my lips. The effect was electrifying. Her hips bucked and she cried out in Arabic. A fresh flood of juices splattered on my chin and cheeks as her orgasm sent her pussy muscles spasming. I drank her nectar, slowing my licks. Her gasps softened, her climax dwindled.

I stood up, staring into her flushed cheeks, an awed smile on her lips. “I have never…”

“Cum?”

She nodded.

“I bet you want another one.”

“Yes!”

“I bet Lize would love to taste your sweet pussy, ma petite chérie.”

“I would,” Lize nodded, and kissed me, her tongue flicking out to taste Aaliyah’s tangy musk. “She tastes delicious.”

Lize grabbed Aaliyah’s hand, leading the naked Arab woman. She had a nice ass. I glanced at her husband, his face dark with rage, eyes bulging with murder. I smirked at him, licking my lips, savoring his wife’s delicious cream. He strained, the chair bucking. The two bodyguards placed hands on his shoulder and shoved him back down.

Aaliyah gasped behind me; her husband tried to lunge a second time. 53 shot me a glance; she wasn’t pleased. I’d have to make it up to her on the plane ride home, and I think I knew exactly how. In the meantime, I blew her a kiss.

She rolled her eyes and smiled.

I spun about, curious to find out just how Lize made Aaliyah gasp. She had the Arab women laid out on a table, her large, cinnamon tits jiggling as she gasped and moaned, and seemed to be working something in and out of her cunt. I walked around, and smiled; Lize had grabbed a cylindrical ketchup bottle, the plain type you’d find in a cafeteria. Aaliyah’s pussy was stretched wide as Lize slowly pumped it in and out; the Arab woman’s pussy lips clinging to the red shaft.

“Hmm, I bet that’s bigger than your husband’s cock.”

“Oh, a lot bigger!”

I shot a glance at her struggling husband. “She’s finally getting some satisfaction.”

“Oh, yes!” she purred. “Umm, wow! Harder! I didn’t know I could feel this amazing!

I climbed up on the table, leaning over to kiss Aaliyah on the lips. “You’re going to eat my pussy.”

Her eyes widened; her tongue licked her pink lips. “I… Yes.”

“Good, ma petite chérie.”

I straddled her face, staring her angry husband right in the eye. I smiled at him, and lowered myself ever so slowly to his wife’s eager lips. Her breath exhaled rapidly on my pussy; I could feel how nervous she was. Her husband’s eyes narrowed, full of hatred and humiliation, fanning my lust. Aaliyah’s tongue took one slow swipe across my pussy. Wonderful. She smacked her lips, purring appreciatively, then her mouth buried into my cunt.

“I think she likes pussy,” I cooed at her husband. “Your wife’s gotten a taste, and she’s going to want to indulge!”

He grunted, muffled by the gag.

Her tongue was unfocused, licking everywhere around my pussy. She brushed my clit, then shoved deep into my pussy. “She’s a natural. Your wife’s my new, lesbo slut! Once I’m done with her, she’ll be a slut for any pussy she can bury her face into. And then I’ll teach her to love cock! I bet you can’t wait to see another man penetrate your wife? She’ll gasp and moan and cum all over his cock, and love every second of it!”

Aaliyah dug her tongue deeper into me. The Arab woman was getting into it. She moaned and purred into my snatch, and her delightful tongue flicked and probed. I stared her husband right in the face, smirking as he glared daggers at me. I pinched my nipples, writhing my pussy on her mouth. My breathing quickened, and I moaned load.

“Lick me, slut!” I purred. “That’s it! Make me cum! You’re my lesbian bitch! You don’t belong to your husband anymore! You’re mine!”

My orgasm built and built. Her tongue flicked my clit. I exploded. My pussy clenched, and a jet of girl-cum splashed on her face. My stomach spasmed, bending me over, but I kept looking him in the eye.

“Oh, yes! Your wife just made me cum! And she loved it. I can hear her moaning. She’s happy. She’s my lesbo slut now.”

I climbed off Aaliyah; a big smile painted on her lips. My cunt juices drenched her face, running down to mat her black hair. I leaned over and kissed her, savoring my tart flavor. Her tongue darted into my mouth, and I made sure her husband had a good look at our tongue-fencing.

“You loved my pussy, didn’t you?”

“I did,” she gasped. “Oh, yes! Keep fucking my pussy!”

Lize grinned, working the ketchup bottle deeper into Aaliyah’s cunt.

“I want you to look at your husband and cum while Lize fucks you.”

She craned her head, smiling at her husband. “Watch me cum, Samir! I never came for you, but I came for them! I loved her pussy! I’m going to eat Lize’s next. And I’m going to fuck another man!”

“That’s my slut!” I laughed, bending down to suck her nipple.

Aaliyah gasped and moaned, working her hips into Lize’s thrust. My lover leaned over, sucking the Arab woman’s clit as she reamed her cunt. Aaliyah’s moans grew louder and louder, than her body writhed on the table as her passion swept her away.

“Good, no?” I smiled at her as she stared up at the ceiling.

“Yeah.”

We played with Aaliyah all day long. I never did find that man to fuck her, but I had the perfect someone in mind. I did enjoy her sweet mouth licking my pussy in a changing room, and in the women’s restroom she was able to sample quite a number of different pussies, munching on each with great relish.

Our time at the mall soon ended, and we drove back to the airport to greet Mark and Mary. Aaliyah joined us, dressed nearly identically to us, though her skirt was a little too long—I could only catch a hint of her asscheeks peering out as she walked. She savored dressing up like a slut, finally able to flaunt her body the way she always had desired, no longer afraid of her father and husband.

Mark walked up the stairs, his beautiful wife on his arm. He saw Aaliyah, and smiled with a boyish grin. “Our newest flight attendant,” I told him, pushing the young woman at him. “If you approve, sir.”

His blue eyes ravished her. “What do you think, Mare?”

“I think she’ll fit right in,” Mary laughed.

Mark caught Aaliyah with one arm, and his wife with another. “You’re going to have to serve us personally on the flight home.”

“I’d like that,” Aaliyah murmured in awe. “Sir.”

I smiled, glad that I had pleased my Gods, and looking forward to all the fun Lize, Aaliyah, and I would get into at our next stop. “I think we need to get her gang-banged,” I whispered to Lize.

She laughed, “I bet she’d look so exotic dripping in white cum.”

53 pulled me down in the seat beside her. “I’m off duty now. And I need to relax.”

“I’m here to serve,” I purred, sticking my hand between her legs. “It’s a stewardess’s job to see to the comforts of her passengers.” My fingers penetrated her pussy and 53 laughed.

“You’re quite dedicated to your work.”

“Of course I am. I love it!”

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A Barbie Fan-fiction

My parents had been moving out of my child home when my mom called me to let me know that a few of my old Barbie dolls were in a box and she needed me to get rid of them for her.

I drove to their new house picked the box up and took it back to my apartment so I could take it by a donation box near my work the next day.

That night I woke up to a banging sound. I sat up quickly and looked around in alarm. I pulled my blue robe around my naked body and peeked into the living room. The box by my door was busted open and all of the Barbie’s were gone.

Did somebody really break into my apartment to steal some old dolls?

The banging sound came again from the kitchen area.

“Hello?”I called out. There was no answer. “Look, I don’t have much money but-,”

“Do you wanna play with me?” a female voice asked.

“Me too! Play with me!” a second voice pleaded.

“Please Estelle! Play with me!”

I looked closely into the shadows in the kitchen. There stood three of my old Barbie dolls in life sized human flesh. And naked… so gloriously naked…

My eyes grew wide.

“Barbie? Analise? Genevieve?” I asked, appalled.

“Yes, Estelle?” they asked at the same time.

I just stared for a moment. “Of course I want to play with you guys!”

They all grabbed each other’s arms and began jumping up and down squealing in delight. I felt my pussy grow wet as I watched their breasts bounce against each other.

They looked at me as I stared at their beautiful curves then they came over to me and rubbed said breasts against my body in a group hug. I moaned and they stopped.

“Oh no! Did we play too hard?!” Genevieve asked. She touched my arm and I shook my head, slipping my robe off.

“No, I liked it.” I said tweaking her nipple. She gasped and the other girls looked from her to me and back again. “Let’s go to my room.”

Genevieve stared a moment then nodded and followed me to my bedroom. The other three girls followed us and Barbie closed the door behind us.

“Barbie lay down on the bed and put your feet in the air. Analise stand like a dog over her face. Genevieve lay with your head between Barbie’s thighs.” They did as I told them to.

“Now what?” Barbie asked.

“We are going to play the train game! What I do to Genevieve, she will do to Barbie who will do it to Analise- Analise put your hips down.” I pushed her pussy down on Barbie’s mouth. I sat behind Genevieve and put a finger in her cunt lips. She gasped and I used my other hand to smother her face into Barbie’s perfectly sculpted pussy.

“Lick!” I commanded aiming my mouth to the underside of her hips so I could touch her clit with my tongue. She moaned again and licked Barbie who in turn did the same to Analise. She grinded her hips into Barbie’s mouth moaning loudly.

“You guys like this game?” I asked. They all murmured their agreements and I pushed my finger in and out of Genevieve’s vagina. She growled with lust and pushed back on me.

“You know what you want don’t you Genevieve. You know you like having my finger in your sweet cunt.” Genevieve moaned and pushed harder. I pulled my finger out and shoved it in again. She almost screamed in pleasure. The other girls stopped to watch.

I stood changing my mind. I grabbed some duct tape off a book shelf and grabbed Barbie’s beautiful blonde hair. I pet her once then jerked her to her feet. She whimpered and I smacked her ass.

“Bad Barbie!” I growled and then put a hand against the small of her back forcing her body against mine. I pulled one of her legs around my hips then dipped a hand between us to rub her clit. She gasped and rammed her hips against mine. I stroked her bundle of nerves again and her legs almost buckled. I shoved her leg off of me then turned her around to tape her wrists together. I shoved her down in a chair, startling her. I grabbed a double ended vibrator from my dresser drawer and shoved one end in her pussy. I flipped it on and hovered over the other end myself.

Barbie gasped and dropped her head back, her hair cascading down the back of the floor.

“Analise, watch this. This is what I want you to do here in a minute.” She nodded. I pinched Barbie’s clit and she began moaning again. I sat down slowly on it and rocked back and forth, churning it within Barbie as well. I rolled her clit between my forefinger and thumb. She threw her head back and forth and screamed. I latched onto her tits with my mouth and kneaded her breasts like dough with my unoccupied hand.

“Oh Estelle, I love this game! Play with me more! Play with me till I explode!” she begged.

“You slut! You sexy fucking whore. Genevieve spank Analise!”Genevieve sat up and did so. Analise squealed then bent over.

She giggled. “Do it again Genevieve!” Genevieve obliged again and again.

“Barbie put your finger in my asshole.” Barbie leaned forward, wrapping her hand around my ass and did as I told her to. “Curl your finger every time you hear Genevieve spank Analise.” Barbie gasped and obeyed. I could feel myself getting closer to cumming. “Analise! Put your finger in Barbie and every time Genevieve spanks you shove your finger upwards.”

“Where inside Barbie?” She asked.

“Her ass.” I moaned biting down on Barbie’s nipple. Analise got on all fours, pushing her beautiful round ass in the air, and put a slim finger in Barbie’s ass. Genevieve began spanking Analise again and I rocked the dildo faster and faster. Barbie’s finger came out of my butt and I hissed in anger. I lifted a hand and slapped her she stared at me a moment before the intense feelings inside her cunt took her attention away. Genevieve slid her finger up my butt, tracing my hole before nudging her way in.

Genevieve was my favorite.

“Oh God! Barbie I’m gonna cum! Genevieve! Ah! Ah! Analise!” I screamed moving my hips faster and faster. My body trembling with my orgasm.

I slumped forward on Barbie and began nibbling her neck. She rubbed my back and ass, kneading my cheeks in her hands. I slid off of the dildo and stepped back on trembling legs.

They all looked at me expectantly and worriedly.

“I’m ok.” I assured them. “More than ok.” I smiled, ready for round two.

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It’s Jane’s first day as one of Mark and Mary’s maid and she’s given a special task.

The Devil’s Pact Servants’ Chronicles
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015

Chapter Four: The Artist’s First Day

Note: Takes place between Chapters 46 and Chapter 47. Thanks to b0b for beta reading!

Wednesday, March 19th, 2014 – Jane Yoshimori – Tacoma, WA

“Very beautiful,” the Goddess complimented me as she examined her portrait I had just finished. It was one of several she had commissioned for me. It was a beautiful, and erotic, depiction of the Goddess lounging on a divan, her auburn hair falling about her perfect breasts, her stomach round, pregnant with her divine child.

“Thank you,” I murmured, blushing. Being around the Goddess was heady. She was so beautiful, and all I wanted to do was fall to my knees and worship her with my mouth and tongue, tasting her sweet nectar.

I had worshiped her many times already in the month I had stayed at the Murano Hotel. This and my other paintings would adorn their mansion when construction was finished in April. I had painted three others: another portrait of the Goddess, one of the God, and one of them both locked in a passionate embrace. Painting the God was as much fun as the Goddess, and worshiping him was amazing. He was as wonderful a lover as the Goddess, and his cock always felt magical no matter which of my holes he used.

My body was worthy of the Gods’ pleasure. I was special. It was such an intoxicating feeling. I never wanted to leave here.

She placed Her hands on my shoulders. “Just wonderful.” Her lips brushed my neck as Her pregnant belly pressed against the small of my back. “Have you considered my offer?”

“I have.”

“And.”

“I would love to be one of your servants.”

I was already temporarily bonded to the Goddess. My first night, after that dreadful attack, I had drunk the Divine mix of the Goddess and Her mortal father’s seed, binding me too her. It was a temporary measure and I would be freed if I asked for it. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to serve Them. How could I not? They were Gods. I had worshiped Them since the day They conquered the false god Brandon.

“Good.” She turned me around, leaning down to kiss me on the lips. I melted against Her; so wonderful. “You will be allowed to paint whatever you want, during your free time.”

I nodded, “Thank you, my Lady.” That’s how the maids all addressed Her.

“Report to Pearl. She will have your uniform and tomorrow will be your first day as our maid.”

“Right away.”

“She’ll have a special task for you,” She smiled.

Pearl was a beautiful woman, the oldest maid in her thirties, and gave me a motherly smile when I walked downstairs. “Welcome, Jane,” she beamed, then handed me a bundle. “Your uniform. Wear it with pride.”

“I will.” I clutched the bundle to my excited chest.

She bent down and gave me a kiss. “You’re free until morning. I’m rooming you with Karishma. Room 617. There’s a keycard in the bundle. Go move your belongings there. Dinner’s in an hour.”

“Thank you, Miss Pearl.”

A smile broached her motherly face. “You’re just as cute as my Cindy.”

“Yes, she is,” Violet said, walking by. I bowed to the Slut who walked over and patted my cheek. “Speaking of Cindy…” A hopeful look filled Violet’s eyes.

“You’re girlfriend is cleaning the pool,” Pearl answered. “And she’ll be in a lot of trouble if she doesn’t finish.”

“I’ll see she finishes,” Violet smiled. “Eventually.”

“Well, skedaddle, child,” Pearl said to me. “I have to oversee dinner.”

“Yes, Miss Pearl.”

I didn’t sleep well that night, and not because Karishma found my petite body irresistible, though the Indian woman’s appetite kept us both up late, I was just so nervous for my first day. I wanted to be the perfect maid for the Gods. I dressed in my uniform, a slutty, French maid’s outfit. The skirt was black, with ruffled-lace petticoats underneath that made the skirt puff out and sway as I walked, and the bodice was transparent, my little A cup breasts clear as day. I admired my features in the mirror, my creamy-olive face was framed by my straight, blue-black hair, framing my porcelain features.

“You’re a little sex kitten,” purred Karishma, hugging me from behind and bending down to kiss my cheek. She wore an identical outfit, and while I looked like a sexy waif, she looked like a sexy bombshell. “Let’s go serve the Gods.”

I nodded my head.

All the maids gathered in the main dining room to receive our daily assignments. One lucky maid was given the job of cleaning the Gods’ suite, which involved administering the God’s morning blowjob. Abigail received that honor, and she playfully stuck her tongue out at her girlfriend, Tomoyo, the other Japanese maid. One by one Pearl handed out the assignments until only I remained.

“I have a special job for you in room 205,” Pearl answered, handing over a master cardkey. “You are to clean the room and the person occupying it. Do whatever the woman requires.”

I nodded my head.

“Tell the woman that you are a gift from the Goddess, fulfilling a promise Mary made to her. Okay??”

“Yes, Miss Pearl.”

“Remind this woman that the Gods love her and miss her.”

“I will,” I answered, trying to sound more confident than I felt. It was my first day and it sounded like they wanted me to work a miracle.

“Don’t worry. Mary choose you for this, and the Goddess would never give you a task that you were not equal to.”

I nodded. She was right. I could do this. I just wished my bubbling stomach believed me.

Holding my sketchpad with one hand, and a bucket filled with cleaning supplies in the other, I marched to the elevator and went up the single floor. Room 205 was to the left near where the hallway made a turn to the left. I set my bucket down and used the master cardkey to open the door.

The room was dark and the stench was…ripe. With trepidation, I walked into the room. “H-hello?”

No one answered. A short hallway led past the bathroom to the beds. The curtains were drawn tight, and the only light came from the main hallway flooding past me, my shadow stretching into the darkened room. I took a step into the room, the door swinging shut behind me, the light dwindling, then vanished. My heart thudded so loud as I took a second step down the hallway.

“I-is anyone here?”

I found the light switch. The room was…messy. Plates were strewn about with half-eaten food and several blankets lay in a pile on the floor. I took another step, seeing the far bed completely stripped of its blankets. A fourth step. A pair of dark legs were stretched on the nearer bed. A fifth step.

A Middle-Eastern woman sat naked on the bed, her hair a tangled mess, her eyes red with tears. A present lay on her lap, unopened, covered by red wrapping paper dotted with cupids. The woman kept staring at it, her eyes dead.

“H-hello.”

The woman didn’t look up.

“I’m Jane. I’m a new maid, and…” I frowned, there was something familiar about her. Balim. “Y-your the guard that frisked me that day at the…art museum.”

I shuddered. That had been a terrifying day. Those terrible demons had burst out of the ground, throwing spikes of obsidian at us. The Goddess had hurled fire at them and whipped up a great wind to keep them back until the soldiers could arrive. I spent the fight cradling this woman’s head on my lap, watching her life pour out of her from the four-inch wide hunk of stone impaled in her chest.

The woman looked up at me, a collar tight about her neck. 24. Her dark eyes were completely dead. She eyed me, then went back to looking at her present, wrapped in red paper dotted with white cupids—a Valentines Day present.

It had been Valentines Day when the demons attacked.

“I-I’m here to clean your room.”

The figure shrugged.

“And…” I swallowed. “…clean you.”

She didn’t respond.

“I’m also a gift…from the Goddess. She loves you, 24, and misses you.”

“A gift,” she rasped, then a dark, almost hysterical chuckle. “Another gift that I can’t open.”

“You were very brave that day,” I said, bending down to pick up the blankets. They reeked. I moved them down the hallway. I’d get her fresh blankets and have these laundered. “You threw yourself in front of the Goddess and took the wound meant for her.”

She didn’t answer.

I swallowed and, not sure what else to do, I busied myself with throwing garbage into a black trash bag, plates and all. They were…fuzzy. Her dark eyes were on me the entire time. I cleaned the room as best I could, save for the bed she sat on. I scrubbed the bathroom clean until it sparkled and wiped down all the furniture in the bedroom. As I cleaned, I was starting to wonder if the room was haunted. It seemed there was some figure moving about, brushing me, disturbing the air more than simple drafts. The spirit of 24’s dead lover?

It was probably just my overactive imagination; 24’s dead gaze was unnerving me.

With everything else clean, that left only the beds. I left the room to get clean linen from the supply closet and made the second bed, then I faced her. “You need to get up so I can…”

She gave me a dead look that spoke volumes.

“You just can’t sit there all day. I was ordered to clean you and the room up.”

Another look.

I frowned, thinking. “Who’s the gift from?”

Her shoulders hunched, hugging the gift to her lap.

“I’m not going to take it from you. I just want to give you a clean bed.”

She didn’t answer.

Sighing, I sat on the other bed, grabbing my sketch pad. I couldn’t fail at my first assignment. There had to be a way to get her to move. I couldn’t manhandle her; she was bigger than me. And she was a trained cop. I remembered how she had easily controlled me when she had searched me at the museum. She had been so strong as her fingers penetrated my ass and pussy, stirring me up and making me cum. She had dominated me, forced me to submit to her lusts disguised as a simple pat-down.

It was one of the best cums of my life. She forced me to live out all those dark fantasies trapped in the depths of my soul. The ones I had been too afraid to let anyone know. I was a girl—we weren’t supposed to have deviant desires like a guy.

I started sketching her. I often found that when I sketched, and didn’t really focus on my drawing, my mind would wander and I would often find the solution to problems. I cocked my head, my charcoal pencil scratching as I drew her. Even dirty, there was a beauty to her: plump lips, dark eyes, round breasts, curvy hips, and gorgeous, sleek legs that just seemed to go on forever.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Immortalizing the squalor you are sitting in,” I absently answered. “It’s a great study. You capture self-pity perfectly. I…”

“Wallowing!” she flared. “You think I’m wallowing?”

“What are you doing?”

“Grieving!”

“For?”

She glared at me. “Stop drawing me!”

“Then let me do my job,” I answered, continuing to sketch. “And don’t move. Keep staring down at that gift. You are perfectly capturing self-indulgent pity.”

Her face darkened. “You don’t understand!”

“No,” I answered.

“You’re just one of the whores running around here.”

“Yeah.” My cheeks burned; I still wasn’t used to being called a whore.

She shifted, staring at me. “Are you blushing?”

“Yes.” I looked down at my sketch pad. “I’m new here…”

“You said you were my gift?” She examined me. “I remember you. Mary commanded me to watch over you carefully. She told me I could do whatever I wanted to you, balim.”

My cheeks felt like they were on fire.

“Such a pretty mouth. Jan would have loved to piss in it.”

My eyes widened. I had witnessed the God’s sister piss in the mouth of my fellow artist that day, and I shuddered. It sound so degrading and humiliating to be forced to drink another person’s pee. I glanced up from my sketch pad and saw something stir in her dark eyes as they looked at me.

“Jan and I would love to share pretty girls like you, balim.”

Why did she keep calling me that? She called me that the day she frisked me.

“We’d take them into our shower, force them onto their knees and take turns pissing into their pretty, little mouths.”

She shifted on her bed, setting the gift on the nightstand. I swallowed, trying to concentrate on my sketch and ignore the way she looked at me. I squeezed my thighs together, my pussy felt like it was on fire.

“You’re my gift…”

“Yes, I—”

She sprang at me, tackling me to the bed, my sketch pad went flying. Her dirty, black hair fell in my face as she stared down at me. “My pretty, little balim.I could just eat you up.”

“Okay,” I squeaked.

She stood up, her hand firmly grasping mine, yanking me to my feet. “You’re supposed to wash me.”

I nodded as she dragged me to the bathroom. Her ass was shapely and round. She turned on the shower and shoved me in. I banged into the wall, the cold water splashing my body, soaking my uniform. A bruise formed on my back and I trembled as she eyed me. The water warmed up, steam beginning to billow around me.

What was she going to do? “P-please.”

“Please, what, balim?”

“D-don’t h-hurt me…”

She stepped into the shower, I shrank back, but there wasn’t much room. I tried to slide past her and get out, my heart thudding, and my pussy on fire. The fear and exhilaration mixed together inside me, giving birth to a strange excitement. I was completely at her mercy. She could do whatever she wanted to me and no-one was going to stop her.

24 grabbed my arm as I tried to flee, twisting it around behind my back, pain flaring in my elbow. I cried out as she shoved me face first against the wall, pressing her warm body against my back. “Such a sweet balim,” she purred. “I need to search you. Mary commanded me to give you surprise searches whenever I felt it necessary.”

Her free hand reached around my waist, sliding across the soaking fabric of my dress, reaching down and lifting the sodden skirt and petticoats up, then plunged between my thighs. Her fingers felt electric as she slid up my leg, creeping nearer and nearer to my aching pussy. My breath came in ragged gasps, and hers came in fast intervals on my neck.

“Let’s see if you have any contraband shoved up your cunt,” she hissed, then shoved three fingers inside me.

I gasped as pain and pleasure rushed through me. Her fingernails were ragged, scraping my sensitive flesh, and yet they felt wonderful as they wormed deeper and deeper into me, igniting all the thousands of pleasure receptors in my pussy.

“Such a wet balim,” she hissed in my ear. “Do you like my fingers searching your cunt?”

“Yes!” I gasped.

“Because you’re a dirty whore!”

“I am!” I moaned, her fingers driving me wild as they pumped in and out. “Keep searching me! Don’t stop until you’ve made sure there’s nothing hiding inside me!”

Her tongue licked my ear. “Are you going to cum?”

“Uh-huh!” Her fingers were diving me wild, my orgasm building like a squall sweeping swiftly across a calm sea, churning the waves to violent whitecaps.

“Purr, my sweet balim! Let me hear you purr!”

“Yes, yes!” I gasped. “I’m about to cum! Oh, Gods, yes! You’re fingers are stirring me up! Frothing my passion! I can’t take any more!”

Her tongue danced in my ear, sending shudders down to the squall building inside me. The storm broke and frothed my body with pleasure. I spasmed, pinned between her and the wall, gasping and crying out. Such wonderful pleasure coursed through me as I stood their {there} helpless to stop her.

“Oh, wow!” I groaned.

“For being a good balim you get a reward.”

“Reward?” I panted.

“On your knees.”

She let go of my arm and I turned around. She grasped my shoulders, squeezing hard. I winced, and let her force me to my knees. I was looking right at her pussy covered by a thick bush matted down by the shower. She grasped my long, blue-black hair and pulled my face straight towards her pussy. I could smell her tangy musk.

“Open wide,” she commanded.

My eyes bulged.

She smiled. “Open wide and don’t close your mouth. I want you to savor every last drop of your reward.”

Trembling, I did as I was told. The Goddess had given me to her, and she could do whatever she wanted to me. I surrendered to her power; a thrill raced through me, hardening my nipples and tingling my clit. Her face clenched, her belly tightened, and then her piss streamed out.

The acrid fluid struck me in the face, stinging my eyes and feeling my nose with the stench. She shifted, aiming the stream at my open mouth. Urine filled me up, and I swallowed, shuddering as she humiliated me. My pussy was on fire. Despite just cumming, my traitorous hole was begging for more attention.

I moaned as she flooded my mouth with piss; my fingers rubbed furious circles on my aching clit. She degraded me and I let her. A shudder passed through me, another climax screaming through my body as I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of her piss, the scent filling my nostrils.

“Drink it!” she hissed. “That’s it! I love it when you little bitches drink my piss!”

Every time I swallowed, my mouth closed, the urine running down my neck to my tiny breasts and belly. Another orgasm spasmed through me, the trickle of piss reaching my fingers, and I rubbed the filthy liquid into my clitoris.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned and her stream began to die. “Now lick me clean, balim. Put that tongue to use and make me sing!”

I buried my mouth into her curls, licking the drops of urine staining her pubic hair and lips, then I delved into the strong musk of her pussy. Her bush tickled my nose and cheeks as I worked my tongue deep into her hole. She tasted wonderful, her tart mixing with the aftertaste of her bitter urine. I frigged my clitoris harder, eager for another cum to wrack my body as I pleasured her.

“That’s it!” she gasped. “Oh, yes! Devour my cunt, whore!”

I did. I devoured ever bit of it I could find, sending my tongue exploring every nook and cranny, then wiggling deep down her hole. Her hips bucked, and she writhed on my mouth, one hand keeping my head pressed tight to her snatch, the other reaching up to pinch and pull at her hard, dark nipples.

“Oh, fuck! Make me cum! Make me purr! That’s a sweet balim!”

Her hips jerked harder, her head threw back, black hair plastered to her dark skin, as she gasped and moaned. Her breasts heaved, dripping with moisture. I frigged my clitoris harder, wanting to cum with this amazing woman. My lips found her bud nestled between her folds and I sucked hard. Her body jerked, her hand pinching her nipples lashed out and grabbed the shower bar for support.

“That’s it!” she shouted. “Oh, Gods, yes!”

We came together.

She shuddered on my mouth, pouring tangy juices down my throat and I screamed my passion into her pussy. We shook and writhed and shuddered together. She spasmed hard again, her breasts jiggling and swaying.

“Oh, yes! Oh, yes, Jan! My Jan! My…” her voice broke, her face quavered. “My beautiful Jan!” Her shoulder shook and she leaned against the shower wall. “I miss you so much! Why did you die?” She slid down the wall, sitting next to me hugging her knees and rocking as the water sprayed down on us.

I reached out, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. She opened up, pulling me against her. Her legs straighten out and I was on her lap, her arms locked around me and her face buried into my shoulder. I never let go of her. I held her as she sobbed all her pain out against me, rocking me in her arms. I didn’t speak, I just gave this wounded creature all my compassion.

The crying died after a time. She sniffed, looking at me, her dark eyes soft, and she stroked my cheek. My heart beat faster; she was beautiful. “Thank you,” she whispered. “Jan would have really loved you.”

“I’m sorry I never got to meet her.”

“You did,” she smiled, sad and tiny, but it was a smile. “She was my partner. She was the other bodyguard that helped me frisk you all.”

I remembered the beautiful, sandy-blonde woman in the slutty cop’s uniform fingering the Black artist. “She seemed very passionate.”

“She was.” Then she blinked, looking at me. “Oh, let’s get you out of those wet clothes.”

We stood up, turning the shower off, and I peeled out of my wet uniform, dropping it on the bathroom floor. We dried, and she walked back into the bedroom, sitting on the bed I had made up, looking at the dirty one. She patted the spot next to her. I sat down and she put her arm around me.

“This was our bed,” she whispered. “I couldn’t bear to sleep in it after…”

I nodded. “She was lucky to have you, 24.”

“Emine,” she corrected. “In here I’m Emine.”

“That’s a beautiful name.”

She reached out and grabbed the present from the nightstand. “I think I’m ready to open this.”

“I’ll leave,” I said, and tried to pull away.

“You’re my gift,” she protested. “I’m going to keep you close and pee in your pretty, little mouth whenever I feel sad.”

I blushed. “I’d…like that.”

“Of course you did. All the little whores love to drink my piss, balim.”

“Why do you keep calling me that?”

“Because you’re my cute, little kitten,” she laughed then carefully unwrapped her Valentines Day present.

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Friday, March 20th, 2015 – Jane Yoshimori – South Hill, WA

I knelt at 24’s grave amid the beautiful trees behind the mansion. Rows and rows of tombstones marking the final resting places of all those loved by the Gods who had died in their service. Karen and Chasity’s graves were at the center. They had grand, carved statues in their likeness decorating their resting place, and then stretched out around them were all the graves for the bodyguards that had fallen.

It had been one year since I walked into room 205 and met this amazing woman, the first love of my life. We had eight wonderful months together until she had been killed by Lucifer during the eclipse. Many bodyguards had died that day defeating the first of the great Demons. And more were still dying. I laid the flowers before her grave, and bent down and kissed her marker.

“Thank you, Emine,” I whispered, using her real name. “I hope you and Jan are happy.”

Next to 24’s grave, lay 23’s—Jan. Emine had loved me, but she never stopped loving Jan more. And that was okay. They only had a short time together, but they had forged such a deep bond, and maybe one day I would find someone I could love as intensely. And, if not, I would at least enjoy the company of all my fellow maids and my Gods.

I stood up, straightening my skirts, and set up my easel. I looked at the blank canvas and imagined Emine and Jan, watching me from the Shadows where all the servants of the Gods wait. One day I would join them and be reunited with Emine and meet the amazing Jan.

I’m sure I would love her as much as I did Emine. I wiped the tear away, and began to paint.

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Who’s the fairest of them all?

If you haven’t read any of the previous stories, you’re going to be lost…

Katie’s screams for help echoed throughout the Warehouses. She reaches up as he pulls her hair, trying to get some sort of relief from the tough and sharp pain on her head.

“Where the fuck are you taking me?!?!?!?” Katie screams out to her captor as he keeps on dragging her through the dark and abandoned streets.

“Go head, scream all you want…” He says to her as he grins. “Kinna like that…”

Katie’s watery eyes looks around. The blinking lights of the industrial neighborhood are soft and slow glowing. No houses for miles. Just warehouses and factories belching steam and smoke. She is pulled up a rusty ramp, and through a heavy iron door that clangs shut once they’re inside the desolate room.

A dim light casts long shadows in the large room. Chains and assorted benches and restraints line the walls and ceiling. Katie takes this all in as quietly she hears a soft and quiet whimper from a large cage in the corner of the room, darkness consuming most of it. She turns her head into the direction of the gentle cries, but immediately her head is jerked back by the Man’s thick hands grasping her hair.

He moves her roughly, like some cruel puppet master, dragging her to what looks like a horse saddle-shaped bench in the middle of the room. He lays her out on her back and pulls her hands and arms over her head. Katie feels the cold touch of steel on her wrists as he closes the restraints. Another movement and she feels the same thing on her small ankles as he forces her legs painfully wide apart.

Katie remains silent as he watches him restrain her down, not knowing what to expect after a night like this. The Man looks down at her and chuckles softly. Soon he walks out of sight into the shadows. Katie turns her head back and forth, trying to figure out a way to escape.

From the shadows, the sound of a soft clang is heard. Katie turns her head to the place of the sound where the cage stood.

The Man walks into the light, dragging with him a bedraggled redhead girl, her skin freckled and milky, fresh tear marks on her face. They both exchange deep stares, both seeing the same fear in each other.
A collar circles her neck as she hesitantly approaches Katie, being directed by The Man. He unzips his pants, slowly stroking his cock into hardness yet again as he says loudly to the girl, “Clean this bitch up…”
The girl walks closer to Katie, slightly whimpering. As she comes into the light, the signs of her beatings are visible and clear as day: welts, bruises, scars, and other signs of abuse are all over her body. She looks up to the Man briefly before sinking her head down between Katie’s legs. The soft red curls of hairs lightly tickle Katie’s thigh as her tongue begins to dart in and out of her pussy lips.

Katie gasps for air as what feels like electricity runs through her body. Her body starts to writhe as this girl licks her pussy, her restraints being tested.

The Captor grins as he surveys the sick little scene. Soon he grabs a hold of the little Redhead’s waist and slams his cock into her cunt.

The girl’s lapping increases as she whimpers and cries softly against Katie’s pussy. The intense hammerings push her rhythmically back and forth against Katie’s clit and pussy lips, despite the girl’s quiet protests.

“Yeahh,” The Captor says as he slams into the redhead. “Thass right, feels good, don’t it?” His cock drills the redhead as he watches Katie intently, getting off to her forced pleasure.
She looks away as she tries to avoid his lustful stare. Her mind fills with disgust knowing he is watching and getting off to this. Katie’s mind fills with shame, replacing the disgust, and begins to cry softly as she feels the soft tears from the Redhead splash down onto her pussy.

The Captor growls, pumping harder as he ravages her abused cunt. Katie watches him tense up as he cums inside the Redhead’s pussy, her weeping vibrating Katie’s pussy even as she increases her lickings. As he finishes, he keeps his cock inside of her and leans forward to get a closer view of what she’s doing.

Subtly he directs her, making her push Katie to the heights of pleasure even as Katie is lost in shame. She hears his raspy voice as he whispers to the redhead, “Get her odd or I’ll use the cigarettes again…” Immediately her lickings become deeper, more urgent. It’s all Katie needs to cum again. Her pussy gushes the sweet nectar as the little Red Head laps it all up with her little and powerful tongue.

The Man grunts as he slides out of her, his cock making an awful slopping noise as he stands her up and pushes her toward Katie. “Now make her clean you up…” he says to the Red Head.

She whimpers as she approaches Katie, raising her hips up to slide her pussy over Katie’s mouth. The Man chuckles as his cum slowly drips onto Katie’s face from the Red Head’s cum filled pussy. The Red Head slowly lowers her body onto Katie’s face even more. Having no other choice, Katie begins to lick the first pussy she has ever licked.

She begins to moan low, and slowly starts to grind on her face, slowly at first, but becoming more urgent and slightly more aggressive. Her pussy grows wetter under Katie’s diligent and inexperienced lickings.
Katie jumps a little at first as she feels her Captor between her legs with his cock sliding into her wet hole slowly as he matches almost perfectly the Red Head’s downward thrusts onto Katie’s face. Katie puts up no resistance even if she wanted to, for fear of getting the same punishments the Red Head has received.

The Red Head moans as her tiny gasps of pleasure increase. Her grindings become more and rougher as she reaches down and takes Katie’s hair into her fists, forcing her toward her clit. Her grip is tight and painful as she stares into her eyes. The pain in her eyes mixes with a lustful cruelty. Katie’s thighs slap as The Man continues to pump away. Her eyes well up in tears as the sharp, hot pain in her thighs from his slapping grows, and the heavy weight put on her mouth as the Red Head rides Katie’s wiggling tongue.

Katie licks with more urgency in the hopes of getting air. Her muffled moans for help are all that the Red Head needed. The wet and abused pussy of the Red Head tensed up and released a surge of her warm and sweet cum, still mixed with The Man’s cum onto Katie’s face and tongue.

As she shivers briefly and lightly rubs her pussy over Katie’s face The Black Man grunts loudly and pumps Katie full of his warm and sticky seed once again. The Red Head whimpers, looking up at him, unsure of what to do. He quickly drags her over to a large number of sex toys on a nearby wall. Methodically, he chooses a massive strap on. The Red Head steps into it hesitantly, but with a slight lustful gleam in her eye.

“I’m leaving you two bitches for the night, but I expect you to be good fucking little whores for me…” He grins as he pushes the Red Head down between Katie’s wide open legs. He pulls her arms up, affixing each to chains dangling from the ceiling, securing her there, but allows her legs to move freely.

“You keep that cock in her, bitch.” He says to her as he grabs her face and jerks it into his face. “If I come back tomorrow, and it ain’t in her…” He lets the last sentence trail off as he gives he a meaningful look.

She hesitates, and then begins to slide the massive head into Katie. It slides in with ease from the Man’s cum already lubricating her pussy. Katie begins to cry softly, staring off into space as her quiet whimpers fill the room. She knows that this is going to be the rest of her life, locked away as a sex slave.

The Man walks to the back of the room, into the darkness. Just before the door shuts with a loud clang, he shouts back to them, “Get her nice and stretched! We got another party tomorrow!…”

The girl, alone with Katie, begins to move the large strap on into Katie in slow, grinding motions as she tries to pleasure her only friend in this bleak existence. The dildo slides into her slower and slower until it’s fully engulfed into Katie’s abused and sore cunt.

Katie lays there in her chains as the dildo slowly moves into her. She cries softly into the quiet room as the soft and gentle pushes of the dildo give her some comfort.

The Red Head’s voice, cracked and broken from so many nights of crying and sobbing, echoes in the chamber of horrors. “Feels… so… good…” She whispers softly. Her thrusts become more rapid. She grinds her body against Katie’s as she gets more bold, taking her pleasure from using Katie.

Katie’s body writhes in silent orgasm as she feels the Red Head’s grindings against her body. Soon enough, the Red Head climaxes, her thighs quivering against Katie’s as the Red Head moans in shame.
The lights slowly dim as she fades, her exhaustion taking over, the cock still deep inside of Katie. As darkness slowly consumes the room even more, the soft blinking of a red light goes on and on in the corner of the room.

Katie moves her thighs against the Red Heads in an attempt to get her attention. Slowly the girl stirs from her exhaustion nap, looking down at Katie.

“He video tapes this sick shit?” Katie asks. Her voice is soft and cracked.

“He… He…” She sobs a little. “… He brings the ones that want us…”

The tears of memories from the Red Head land softly onto Katie’s naked chest. Katie takes her thighs and softly rubs them against the Red Head in some attempt to console her now only friend.The darkness takes over completely, throwing the room into total darkness, save for the red light blinking, and blinking, and blinking…

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Sex among friends gets really wild

Her best friend Carolyn 4

My wife and I had just had some wild sex earlier in the day with her best friend from high school, before she had to leave and go to a brewfest in town and meet some other friends for a few hours. We had not been able to finish what was shaping up to be the hottest, wildest sex of our lives because we were worried about waking up our kids, and Carolyn had promised to meet some friends while she was in town. She did promise to come back to our house that night, and finish what she started as soon as she got done at the brewfest.

My wife and I were so turned on after getting it on with her friend that we had gone out and bought a bunch of sex toys, lube, and sexy outfits for the girls to wear when Carolyn got back that night. It helped that both of them are built pretty similar. They are both about 5’5”, curvy, with big tits, and wonderful round asses. My wife has the bigger tits by far, though, 40DDD. I found out later that Carolyn has to get by with “only” 38DD, but I will not ever complain, as long as she lets me suck them and slide my cock between them when she is in town.

While we were waiting for Carolyn to come back, we sent the kids over to my in-laws, so that we would not have any chance of a distraction later that night. We were so horny, we could not keep our hands off of each other. I kept pulling down my wife’s pants wherever we were in the house, and sucking and licking her pussy and asshole while I told her what I was going to do to her and Carolyn when she came back.

I had Michele bent over the back of one of our couches, eating her pussy and ass like my life depended on it when we heard a car pull up in the driveway, and car doors close. It was right about when we were expecting Carolyn to come back, so I kept on working on my wife, although she tried to disengage.

“Quit it! Carolyn is coming!”

“I think we are way past worrying about getting caught by Carolyn, Baby. I just can’t stop eating out this beautiful pussy, and tasty ass. Maybe she will want to dive in too.”

“You dirty fuck, you are going to turn me into a total slut aren’t you?”

“No, I am just going to let your natural sluttiness come out, and I know you are going to love it!”

Just then, there was a knock on the door. “Come on in, Carolyn, we had to get started without you!”

The door opened behind us, and Carolyn said “Nice show guys, I was hoping you wouldn’t change your minds! “

And then, we almost jumped out of our skin when we heard another voice say “I never had any idea you guys were so kinky! If I had, I would have been fucking you both since I was in high school!”

We spun around, and saw that it was Carolyn’s younger sister Marie that was watching everything we were doing. Marie is 28, about 5 years younger than Carolyn and my wife. She had her sisters’ big boobs, but she was much taller, about 5’9”, and much thinner. It was a joke in her family that they thought she was someone else’s kid, because she was so much taller than the rest of her family. She was gorgeous, with curly, black hair, and an olive complexion, but I had always thought of her as extremely conservative. She had been a concert violinist before she had gone back to school to get a degree in fashion merchandising, and started making the big bucks as a fashion exec like her big sister.

I thought, “Fuck, I guess our night of fun, uninhibited sex is not going to happen now. There is probably no way Marie is going to be into all of that”

Marie took care of those thoughts of mine by saying, “I have to get a taste of that pussy! Carolyn has been telling me all afternoon how delicious it is.”

Marie got down on her knees, and crawled over to my wife. Michele was looking at me, Carolyn, and back to Marie with a look of disbelief, but she turned around and bent over the arm of the couch, and exposed her pussy to Marie. Marie just jammed her face into my wife’s pussy and started licking up her juices. They both started moaning right away, and my cock got so hard, it was hurting while I watched my wife getting attacked by her friend’s little sister.

Michele was really getting into it saying all kinds of dirty things to Marie “Lick up all that pussy juice, you little cunt. I know you were frigging your self out in the hall in San Francisco when Carolyn and I were getting it on. You have been wanting this for a long time, haven’t you? I am going to be really rough with your pussy when I get to it, just like Carolyn says you like it!”

“Holy shit! I keep learning things about you girls I had no idea about. I always thought Marie was the conservative classical violinist. I cant believe you are eating my wife’s pussy in front of me and your own sister! You are a dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

Marie pulled her face out of my wife’s pussy, and started rubbing it up and down with the palm of her hand. “I am probably the wildest one of all of my sisters. A lot of people assume you are conservative if you are a classical musician, but they really are the wildest bunch of freaks you will ever find. Most of them have been pushed extremely hard by their parents from a very young age, and the most common way for them to rebel is by getting fucked by all of the other musicians. There are a lot of orgies, and perversions, especially when we travel. I will have to show you some of my videos.”

“Hell Yes. Just email them to me when you get a chance. That reminds me, Do you guys mind if I film this tonight, so that we can all enjoy it again whenever we want?”

Carolyn chuckled and said “I was going to ask the same thing, because I want to be able to relive this night whenever I want. I know that Michele is fine with it, since she has been sending me hot videos of you two fucking and sucking. You really have to see some of Marie’s videos. We watch them all the time at home, and we almost always end up fucking each other afterward.”

”You’re kidding, you fuck your own sister!?”

“Of course! Our whole family is very open about that sort of thing. We do whatever we want, whenever we want, and don’t have any hang-ups about it. I hope you and Michele can start joining in.”

”You got it! Why don’t we start right now. Let me help you get out of that dress, and you can go over next to Michele and bend over the back of the couch while I eat your pussy and ass.”

I helped Carolyn pull her dress over her head, undid her bra, and let her fabulous tits swing free. I am a huge tit man, and I cannot pass up sucking on them whenever they are in front of me, so I started sucking and kneading them as I pushed her toward the couch. Carolyn was pulling my head hard into her tits, while she was rubbing her pussy. We were so into what we were doing on our way to the couch, that we ran into Marie, and ended up pushing her face pretty hard into Michele’s pussy. I thought that we might have hurt one of them, but they both just got more turned on, and started getting more rough with each other. Michele was reaching around and holding on to Marie’s head, and just grinding her pussy into her face.

While I was watching the show next to me, I flipped Carolyn around next to Michele, and pushed her over so that I had unrestricted access to her pussy and her beautiful brown asshole. I proceeded to lick up and down her slit, enjoying the taste of the first pussy other than my wife’s in the last ten years. It was great, with a different taste, smaller pussy lips, and nicely trimmed black pussy hair. I really enjoyed licking all over her ass and pussy because it was all totally smooth except for a little patch of hair on top of her pussy.

Carolyn started moaning pretty loud, and she began to tell me exactly what she wanted me to do to her. “That’s it, you really know how to eat a girl out, you fucking stud! Stick your tongue as far as you can in my asshole, I know you like that tight little shitter! Oh fuck, that’s the way! Rub my clit while you eat my asshole! Oh god, you are going to make me come all over you!”

I was so turned on, I could have come right then, and no one had even touched my cock yet. I looked over at Marie still going to town on my wife. Her whole face was shiny from Michele’s juices, and she was sucking on her clit while she was jamming two fingers in Michele’s pussy, and two in her asshole. Michele was grunting and moaning from the attention she was getting from Marie, and so was Carolyn from the attention I was giving her.

“Why don’t you two make out and play with each other’s tits while Marie and I are eating these delicious pussies? “

The girls did not need any more encouragement, and they immediately started kissing and sucking on each other’s mouths while they were still moaning from the tongue and finger fucking Marie and I were giving them. They began tugging and squeezing on each others huge tits, and when I looked over the back of the couch, I could see Michele’s tits spraying huge streams of milk all over the couch and on Carolyn.

I reached over and began rubbing Marie’s big tits through her dress, and she stood up and pulled off her dress as fast as she could while she tried to keep a hand in my wife’s pussy. She was quite a sight to see. She was in great shape, with a nice tan, no tan-lines, a tight round ass, and a totally shaved pussy. The best thing about her, just like her sister, were those huge titties. They almost looked out of place on such a thin girl, and she had similar small, dark nipples that stood out when they were hard. I kept twisting two of my fingers in Carolyn’s asshole, and I began kissing Marie, and licking all of my wife’s juices off of her face. I began to kiss my way down her neck towards those beautiful tits. I had to suck on them right away. I had been ogling those tits since she was a sophomore in high school, dreaming of sucking on them and sliding my cock between them, and now I finally was making it a reality.

Marie and I were paying attention to each other, so Michele and Carolyn stood up and started kissing, and rubbing their huge tits together. They both reached around and started rubbing and kneading each other’s asses as well. I could see Michele’s asshole from where I was kneeling, and could see it gape open a little bit when Carolyn would pull her asscheeks apart. All I could think about when I saw that was fucking her ass mercilessly, and then doing the same to Carolyn and Marie. I knew I would have the chance to do just that if I could last long enough with these three sex fiends. I could not wait to see my wife finally eat some pussy and ass, and I did not have to wait long.

I pushed Marie around over the back of the couch and bent her over so I could get at her beautiful shaved pussy, and tight pink asshole. I said to Michele, “Why don’t you bend Carolyn over the couch next to Marie, and we can eat pussy together?”

“Hell yes! That will be totally incredible to be able to see each other eating out someone else’s pussy for the first time. I hope you have plenty of energy, because you’re going to need it all to satisfy us three fuck sluts tonight! I can’t wait to see you fucking the Carolyn and Marie’s asses while I am eating their pussies!”

“Watch me, and do what I do. We can satisfy both sisters while we watch each other do it. I will probably have to reach over and fondle you at the same time too. Feel free to stroke my cock while you have your face in Carolyn’s pussy and asshole. I will have to kiss you a lot too, so that we can taste each sisters juices on our tongues.”

The sisters both yelled, “Enough talking, eat some pussy already you fuckers!”

I started by licking and biting up the back of Marie’s leg, paying special attention to the sensitive area around the back of her knee. Michele was a good student, and was doing everything I was, while she kept her eyes glued on me. She looked a little nervous as we worked our way further up the sister’s legs. Both of the girls were extremely wet, and some of their juices were running down their legs. As soon as Michele tasted a little of Carolyn’s pussy juice, her trepidation melted away, and she licked her way up the trail of juice right to Carolyn’s sopping wet pussy. She just dove right in, and ran her tongue all up and down Carolyn’s slit, looking like she was trying to suck her dry. There was no hope of that, since Carolyn just got wetter, and started moaning right away and pushing her pussy onto Michele’s face with abandon. I was doing the same with Marie’s bald pussy, trying to stick my tongue as far as I could into her while I rubbed her swollen clit with my thumb. Marie seemed like she was cumming almost immediately, and I could feel her pussy spasming on my tongue. I just loved tasting a new pussy, the slightly different taste, the smaller lips, and that perfect dark brown asshole, right there for me to enjoy.

I looked over at my wife, and saw that she did not need any more pointers from me about eating pussy. She was fingering Carolyn, licking her clit, and smacking her ass with her other hand. Carolyn was on cloud 9, saying all kinds of dirty things to my wife, while she grinded her pussy on my wife’s face. She and her sister were definitely the wildest girls I had ever met, and I did not even know it until this night. They were kissing, and being really rough with each others tits on the other side of the couch.

“Now don’t forget to pay attention to Carolyn’s asshole too, you know how much she enjoys it.” I started to lick Marie’s asshole in a circular pattern, tasting her delicious ass, and working my way inwards toward her hole. She was really digging it, her little hole was spasming, and she was pushing back onto my tongue. I noticed that Michele had stopped eating out her best friend, and was watching me while rubbing her own pussy.

“That is the sexiest thing I have ever seen, I keep thinking about when you do that to me, and I can’t believe you are doing it to my best friend’s little sister!”

“I know! I am about to cum right now, and no one has even touched my cock yet. I am really getting off tasting these two new pussies and asses. I can’t believe we didn’t do this years ago.”

“You better not come without one of our mouths on your cock! We are going to suck you dry tonight, and if you need a break, you can run the camera while all of us girls fuck each other.”

“I don’t see any problem with that. I will get the camera out right now and set it on the tripod, so none of us are out of the action. Marie, I will be right back.” I rammed a couple fingers into her pussy, and then licked them off while I walked around the other side of the couch to get the camera and tripod out of the closet. As I walked by Marie and Carolyn, I slapped each of them in the face with my cock and said “You girls are going to need to pay some attention to this big cock as soon as I get the camera set up!”

“Yes, master!” said Carolyn jokingly, and she went right back to pushing herself back onto my wife’s face and fingers.

Marie was watching my bobbing hard-on with a look of lust and said “I promise I will suck your big cock all the way down to your balls. I want you to fuck my face and make me gag on that big dick! Carolyn is a master cocksucker, and she taught me everything I know. You won’t believe the things she can do to you, and the things she can teach Michele tonight!”

“I look forward to it, why don’t you help Michele pleasure your sister while I set up the camera?”

Marie stood up, and began kissing Michele, and squeezing her tits, making milk shoot out all over the place. She began sucking on her tits, tasting that sweet milk, and really enjoying it. Michele went back to eating out her best friends pussy like she had been doing it since they were in high-school, certainly not like it was her first time tasting another woman’s juices. All three of these women were on fire, and I knew that I would be able to do anything I wanted to with them, and probably some things that I would not have even thought of doing before tonight.

I set up the camera, and walked over to the couch where Carolyn was still bent over getting serviced by my wife, while my wife was getting her tits sucked dry by her best friend’s little sister, and I told them, “how about you two suck my cock before I ram it into Carolyn’s pussy and asshole? And I don’t want Carolyn to feel left out of the fun for even a moment, so I will lay down on my back, and she can sit on my face while you two suck my cock.”

I lay down on a big comforter that I had set out in the middle of the room, and the girls all crawled over to me, with their big tits hanging down and swinging back and forth. They looked like lionesses closing in on their kill, and for a moment, I thought I might have bitten off more than I could chew. Those thoughts quickly faded as Michele and Marie began to suck on my cock while they still continued to fondle each other’s tits and pussies. Carolyn never took her eyes off of them as she straddled my head, and slowly lowered her dripping wet pussy and asshole onto my face. She was facing the other two girls so that she could get a good view of the job they were doing on my cock. And what a job it was! Marie would deep throat my cock all the way down to my balls like she promised, while Michele would suck on my balls, and lick around my asshole a little, which she had never done before. I don’t have a huge cock, only about 7 and a half inched when hard, but the head of my cock is really wide. It definitely gave me some pride to see that the experienced cocksucker was struggling to get it all the way down her throat without gagging.

It didn’t take long for Carolyn to get in on the cock sucking action happening right in front of her face. She began licking the top side of my dick while her sister was licking the underside, and they would kiss each other when they got to the top. I was looking through Carolyn’s legs at three girls sucking on my cock, and I could not believe that this was actually happening! This was better than any porn I had ever seen, and it was happening to me! I watched as Carolyn grabbed my cock from her sister and sucked it all the way down to the base without a hesitation, and proceeded to deepthroat my cock like the pro she was. It was the most incredible feeling to have my cock repeatedly slide all the way down her throat, and then all the way out until her tongue licked a circle around my cockhead.

I could not take it any more without cumming, so I slid out from under Carolyn, and got up on my knees behind her and slammed my cock into her pussy in one hard stroke. “I am going to be just as rough with the two of you. Michele, why don’t you get the strap-on, and you and Marie can fuck each other with that while I take care of Carolyn here. And Carolyn, we got a huge, wide black dildo to use with the strap-on that Michele says looks just like the one that black firefighter you two both fucked had.”

“Oh, God, you’re kidding! That guy is still the biggest dick I have ever had. He was about six-four, huge muscles, and his cock was a freak of nature. It hurt every time we fucked him, but we kept coming back for more. He always had good weed, and we kind of felt like we owed him some pussy for getting us that high for free. Luckily he was a gentle lover, or he would have ripped us in two!”

“Michele has told me about him recently, and I have said that I would love to see her taking a huge black cock again. It is going to be so hot to see Michele’s pale white ass taking that huge, wide, black cock in her. I think we may have to look him up again and do it for real! Maybe the next time you come in town.”

“I am in! I may need to move back to town so you guys can satisfy my needs whenever I want!”

Marie said, “I have heard about him from Carolyn, and it is a little scary, but I would love to try it too”

While Michele went up to our room to get the toys we had bought earlier, I proceeded to fuck Carolyn really deep, giving her pussy all of my cock on each stroke. Marie stood up and straddled her sister facing me, and put both of her tits in my face for me to suck while I fucked Carolyn doggy-style. I was really going to town on the sisters when Michele came back downstairs holding the strap-on harness, and the biggest black dildo I had ever seen. I could not believe it when she told me earlier that she had taken a cock just like it when she and Carolyn were 21. I almost could not believe my wife could take something like that in her tight pussy, but I was incredibly turned-on just to see her try.
I said “Let Marie put on the strap-on and fuck the shit out of your little pussy with that huge cock, I still cant believe you can fit that in you without crying. Make sure you are in a good position for the camera to get a shot of your pussy getting stretched out. I will fuck Carolyn right next to you so that you two can kiss and reminisce about your big black fuck buddy.”

Michele began rubbing her pussy with an evil grin on her face while Marie put on the strap-on harness, and inserted the giant dildo into the hole. It was a bizarre sight to see a gorgeous, big-titted girl with a huge black cock hanging almost down to her knees. Michele grabbed a huge gob of lube and began to rub it all over her pussy and her ass. She was really getting off just playing with herself and watching that giant dick come bobbing towards her. She was trying to stick as many fingers in her pussy as she could to try and stretch it out a little before she got violated by the monster cock getting closer and closer to her.

I saw that Michele was putting fingers in her asshole as well, getting it all wet and lubed as well. “You aren’t planning on jamming that thing in your ass, are you?.” I said.

“The firefighter and I tried it once, but I could not do it. We did not have any good lube though. Carolyn took his cock in her ass, though she was sore for a week afterward. It was kind of funny to make fun of the way she was walking. She did it by lowering herself down onto it at her own pace, and she eventually got it in all the way to the balls. I have only done anal before when we were fucking doggy-style, but I would love to try some different positions today. Marie, come over here and stretch my little pussy with that monster cock!”

Michele got down on all fours right next to where Carolyn and I were fucking away doggy-style, and stuck her ass up in the air for Marie to fuck her with the strap-on. She was looking at Carolyn and me with a look of lust and trepidation while Marie lubed up the dildo and began rubbing it up and down her slit. It looked so huge when Marie slid it all the way up along the crack of Michele’s ass, that it looked like it would be in her stomach when she put it in her. When Marie got it good and lubed, she positioned it at the entrance to my wife’s beautiful pussy, and started to slowly push it into her. I looked down at Michele while I was still pounding away at her best friend, and saw her trying to relax, and then her mouth made a big O as she started to feel the full size of the dildo begin to enter her pussy. It was an incredible sight to see my wife’s pussy getting stretched to the limit as that huge, black dildo was forced into it. Michele was grimacing as her pussy was being stretched, but she did not say to stop. Marie was going very slowly, advancing that monster into my wife inch by inch until all 12 inches were buried in her abused pussy.

“Just leave it in there for a minute and let me get used to it. It hurts, but it is a really good feeling too, kind of like a full satisfying feeling. All right, Marie, pump that cock into me slowly, be real gentle. This is almost how the firefighter had to do it to me the first time ten years ago, but we were fucking like animals after a few minutes. Honey, make sure you are watching as I get fucked by this monster! It’s just what you wanted to see! Why don’t you slide your big headed cock into my best friend’s asshole now, and fuck her with the same rhythm Marie is fucking me?”

I had already been putting more and more fingers into Carolyn’s asshole to get her ready for me, so slid my cock out of her pussy and lined it up with her little brown bud, and slowly pushed it into her until the head popped all the way in. Carolyn gasped, “Fuck, the head of your cock is huge! I get fucked in the ass pretty regularly, but you are going to have to start slowly so you don’t hurt me, ok?”

“Whatever you need, I don’t want to hurt you, I just want to experience that tight, hot, wet ass of yours as long and much as possible.” I slowly pushed a little more of my cock into Carolyn’s asshole, and waited for her to adjust, and then a little more. Pretty soon, I had the whole thing in her ass, and she started wiggling her ass around in a circle, using my cock to stir her insides. She got used to my cock pretty fast, and then she started pushing back onto me, slamming my dick into her asshole. It was making a cool wet sound as my cock would come almost all the way out of her ass before she would slam it right back in by pushing back on me really fast.

We were both getting close to cumming after a few minutes of this, and I looked over at Marie and my wife. Marie was slamming that huge cock into Michele, and Michele was pushing back onto it just as hard. I could see that they were both sweating from the workout, and Michele’s huge tits were swinging back and forth underneath her while she was grunting and moaning with pleasure.

“This feels just like the first time we fucked that guy, Carolyn. This is fucking awesome, I just keep cumming and cumming on this monster. I may have to try to get it in my ass! It is not fair that you could do it when we were younger, and I couldn’t.”

“You better let me get into that little asshole before you put that thing in there, you little whore! I can’t wait to see you take it, but it is mine first! I am about to cum! Oh fuck, who wants this giant load, I have been saving it all day!”

All of the girls scrambled over to my cock, and opened their mouths waiting for me to cum. They were also licking and kissing each other, and tugging on each other’s nipples really roughly. I started to shoot the biggest load I ever have all over the three of them, hitting their faces, tits, and hair. They proceeded to lick all off of each other, kissing and fondling their tits and pussies. “You girls aren’t done yet, you have to clean off my cock before you get into each others pussies again”

Michele surprised me again by grabbing my cock and sucking as much of it into her mouth as she could. She got almost three quarters of it in before she started to gag, but she kept trying to get more of it in her throat. I was getting rock hard again thinking about my wife trying to deep-throat me with the taste of her best friend’s asshole on my dick. I grabbed the back of her head, and started face fucking her mercilessly. I did not care at that point that she was the love of my life, and the mother of my children, I only cared that she was my little whore that I could do anything with I wanted to.
Carolyn told Marie, “This is fucking hot, grab the camera off of the tripod, and bring it over here. I want to be able to get a good shot of this. Michele, you sucked plenty of cock when we were younger, but you never learned to deepthroat. I am going to remedy that tonight. I remember you telling me that if you were too good at cocksucking, then all the guys you picked up would want to come in your mouth, and never take care of your pussy and asshole. I am going to show you that cocksucking, and especially deep-throat, will give you total control of a man. If you do that for them, they will eat out your asshole until their tongue goes numb, even if they don’t want to.”

Carolyn got on her knees in front of me, and grabbed my cock from Michele. She swatted Michele hard on the ass and said, “You have to relax your throat so that you don’t gag when Mark’s, or anyone else’s, cock hits the back of your throat. Think of swallowing it, and it going all the way to your stomach. You don’t want to think of the back of your throat as the end goal.”

Carolyn proceeded to take my entire cock, all the way to my balls in one motion. I could not resist grabbing her head by the hair and start face-fucking her while my wife was six inches away watching with wide eyes. Carolyn let my cock slide out of her Mouth and said, “Marie, some on over and show Michele how you can do it too.”

Marie crawled over and licked up the underside to my cock before taking my cock all the way down her throat just like her older sister just had. “I am so proud of you Marie, I only taught you how to do that about a year ago at that birthday party. Now you are almost as good at it as I am. Marie really is an A student in whore class.”

I almost can’t describe the incredible feeling of having my cock sliding all the way down a girls throat while I am face-fucking her. It was all that much better that these three gorgeous women were the ones doing it to me. I was getting close to cumming pretty quickly, and this time, I wanted to shoot my load all the way down someone’s throat. “Michele, get over here and suck my cock as far as you can down your throat. I am going to fill you up with my cum!”

My wife had never swallowed my load before because she said that she did not like the texture, and it stings if you get it in your eyes. This night, though, she was all of a sudden the dirtiest cum slut in the world. She took my cock in her mouth, and with only a momentary hesitation at the back of her mouth, she swallowed it all the way into her mouth. I just left it all the way in her throat for a moment while I looked down at her with my pubes in her face, and my balls resting on her chin before taking it out for her to breathe. Carolyn was running the camera, and made sure that she got a great shot of my wife deep-throating a cock for the first time.

I only lasted for about a minute of face-fucking my wife before I grabbed the back of her head and held my cock all the way in her and shot my load down her throat. It was amazing, and I came as hard as the first time I did earlier.

“I need to take a break for a few minutes so my cock can recover, why don’t you guys satisfy each other with that giant dick Marie is still swinging between her legs while I run the Camera? I still want to see you all take that monster. It is incredible that those tight little pussies can take it at all!”

“And don’t forget about our tight little asses too.” Said Carolyn as she smacked the other two girl’s asses.

“Don’t hurt yourselves, but I cant wait to see that! I will make sure to get good video so that you can prove it if someone does not believe you could take it in your ass. I think that we will all watch the video of tonight again and again anyway.”

I went to get everyone some ice water, and when I got back, the girls were already in a circle with their heads between each other’s legs, licking and sucking on each others pussies. Michele had her head between Marie’s legs eating her out and stroking up and down that huge dildo. It was still covered in her own juices, and she would lick her fingers and taste them every once in a while. Marie had her head between her own sister’s legs, and it was obviously not the first time. She was flicking her tongue back and forth on Carolyn’s clit while she was rubbing her fingers around Carolyn’s asshole in a circular motion, occasionally dipping a finger in and tasting it. Carolyn was doing pretty much the same to Michele, but every few moments, she would spread Michele’s pussy as far as she could and dive her face into it, getting as much of her juices as she could.

I was slowly walking around the circle of girls, making sure that I got every good angle of this incredibly hot sight. My cock was rock-hard again, but it was still too sensitive to get back into the action. I could eat pussy and ass though. I found a good elevated angle to get most of the action, and got between my wife’s legs with Carolyn. While Carolyn ate her pussy, I started eating out her ass. I licked around her rosebud in a circular motion while I kneaded her asscheeks with my hands. I pulled her asshole apart with my hands so that it gaped open a little and dove my tongue into it as far as I could. I was still pretty new to ass-play, but I think I was doing pretty well judging by Michele’s reaction. She would alternate between pushing her pussy into Carolyn’s face, and her asshole onto my tongue. Carolyn would and I took a break form tasting my wife and kissed. I could taste that delicious sweet pussy on her tongue, and Carolyn was getting a taste of tangy asshole. Michele’s asshole was loosening up nicely, but I needed to taste two more new assholes. I moved up to where Michele’s head was between Marie’s legs, gave her a big, deep, messy kiss. I let her taste her own ass and pussy on my tongue before I began eating out Marie’s asshole like I had just done to her a moment ago. It was wonderful to notice all of the little differences. Marie’s hole had a different, more sweet taste, darker color, and it would twitch a little bit whenever I licked it. It seemed even tighter than Michele’s, but it loosened up just the same with some attention. I was looking at Michele while I was driving my tongue all the way into her best friend’s little sister’s asshole. Michele had a look of total lust on her face as she watched me, and I gave her another long kiss before moving up to Marie’s head between her sister Carolyn’s legs. When I got there, Marie and I kissed passionately, and sucked on each others mouths. We were enjoying tasting the mix of all of those pussies and asses on our tongues as we dove into Carolyn’s ass and pussy, never taking our eyes off of each other. I could not believe that Marie was eating out her sister, and that they had done for more together in the past. I can’t even imagine what it is like when all four sisters get together if the other two are as sexual as these two are.

“I need to fuck someone right now. Marie are you ready for some cock?”

“I thought you would never ask. Let me take off the strap-on harness and give it to Michele and Carolyn to use. I want to ride your big cock. I cant wait to lower myself down onto you and have you fill my pussy and ass too.”

Marie stepped out of the strap-on and handed it to Michele. “Carolyn, are you ready for me to fuck the shit out of you with this nigger cock? I know you want it in all your holes, just like you used to.”

“I love it when you dominate me. Make me your little fuck whore. I will do anything you want! Just go slow at first with that thing, the last time I fucked Chapelle, I could barely walk for a week. My asshole barely recovered, but I don’t think we used enough lube. Fuck my pussy first while you lube up my asshole and loosen it up with your fingers”

Michele grabbed a tube of lube and proceeded to rub it all up and down the big black dick like she was jerking off. She and I walked over to the couch and sat down next to each other with our cocks standing straight up in the air waiting for some pussy to come and lower themselves onto us. Marie and Carolyn walked over to us as we jerked off our big dicks, and grabbed them. Then Marie turned away from me, and Carolyn faced Michele and they started to lower their pussies onto these two big dicks. I had a great view of both girls as they slowly made the dicks disappear into their pusses. It was an incredible sight to see Carolyn start to swallow that huge dick into her pussy, just like my wife had a little while ago. She was being stretched to the limit just like Michele, and she had a grimace on her face as it slowly disappeared into her. She was a real trooper, though, and she never stopped the progress until it was fully buried in her pussy, and she and Michele were tit to tit. She started slowly riding up and down on that pole, always making sure to ram it all the way back in on the bottom of every stroke. She and Michele were making out, and Carolyn started grunting into my wife’s mouth as they picked up the pace of their fucking.

I was totally over stimulated with a beautiful, bald pussy ramming itself up and down on my cock, while I was watching my wife and her best friend make-outright next to me as they fucked a giant black dildo. Marie bent over and put her hands on the floor as she lifted her pussy up and down on my cock. She was tighter then the other girls, and it was neat to watch that totally bald pussy riding me. I started fantasizing about fucking her 16 year-old sister, and it was really getting me off. I started to rub her asshole while she was riding me, and then stuck a finger in and began twisting it. She loved it, just like the other two, and she told me to put more fingers in her. I grabbed a little bit of lube, and started by shoving two fingers into her asshole while she continued to ride me. I soon was able to fit three fingers in, and she started screaming like a banshee as she began to cum all over my cock and fingers. I was drenched in pussy juice when she came, and she fell in a heap on the floor in front of me. I had not cum yet, so I got off the couch and positioned myself behind Carolyn. I rubbed my cock up and down the crack of her ass as she pistoned up and down on the dildo, and then roughly slammed it into her already abused asshole. She made a yelp, and stopped pumping for a second, and then she started wiggling her ass around in a circle, letting those two huge dicks stir her insides. She was laying on top of Michele, licking and biting her neck as I pumped her ass with my cock. I could feel that monster in her pussy while I was ass-fucking her, and she was totally filled. I cant imagine she could have fit anything else in her holes, unless she had an extra cock or two in her mouth, but that would have to wait for our next party. I was rapidly working my way to yet another orgasm, and I kept on slamming my dick into Carolyn’s asshole.

I came deep into her bowels as she just kept screaming, “Fuck me! Harder! Faster! Abuse me like the whore I am!”

I rolled off of Carolyn, and she decided that it was finally time to try and put that monster cock up her ass. She lifted herself off of it, and positioned it at the entrance to her well stretched and lubricated asshole. If I thought it was amazing to see the girl’s pussies stretched to the limit by this giant black dick, it was almost beyond belief to see Carolyn start to inch it into her asshole. She was so turned on that it did not seem to cause her that much pain. She lowered herself down faster than she did when she put it in her pussy. Of course, she was an anal queen. Michele held onto Carolyn’s ass-cheeks, and held them apart as she thrust that fucker deep into her friend’s asshole. Their tits were slapping together as they writhed in pleasure, and I started pulling on their nipples, kneading their tits, and spraying Michele’s milk on all of us. I then reached between Michele’s legs and started rubbing her pussy and ass with the palm of my hand as she continued to slam her borrowed cock into her friend’s asshole. Both Carolyn and Michele worked quickly to screaming orgasm, and they slumped together on the couch.

Marie was still lying on the floor watching the action while she was lying in her side with a look of complete satisfaction. Carolyn and Michele were now laying on the couch lightly rubbing each other’s arms and backs with a glazed look in their eyes. I was standing in the middle of all of them, my cock tingling from all of the action I had over the last two hours, and I was feeling the best I think I ever had in my life.

“I don’t know about you girls, but I am ready for bed. Why don’t we all go up and get some sleep on our big bed upstairs? I don’t think that anyone is safe to drive after that workout.”

The girls did not even have the energy to answer, they each just held up an arm for me to help them get up. I helped each on of them stand, and got them started for the stairs. I could see that each of them had pussy juice and cum running down their legs as they shuffled up the stairs and got into bed. No one even had the energy to get cleaned up, we just fell into bed in a tangle and quickly passed out. I realized that I hadn’t fucked my wife in the ass tonight, and I still wanted to see her try to get that giant black dildo into her ass as well. Oh well, there is always tomorrow, and with these girls, I think that there will be a lot of tomorrows to come.

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It was 1983 and I was a senior in high school.My name is Nicole and that night my best friend Monica and I became more than just friends.Monica was a beautiful , sexy girl.She always wore tight ( and I mean skin tight ) jeans and tight fitting t-shirts.She had long black hair , green eyes and was slender with measurements of 34-26-32.I on the other hand was 36-27-34 and I loved wearing the same type clothes.Guys were always hitting on us , until prom time. We couldn’t believe we didn’t have dates .
As we were sitting in my bedroom Monica said we should go together.I was surprised but agreed.It was a nice evening and we decided to dance together.So the music was playing and they were all fast type songs so of course we were having fun.Then the lights went down and slow music came on. I turned to go sit down and MOnica grabbed my arm and said hey I want to at least dance to one slow song tonight.So I said ok.We got close and she wrapped her arms around my waist and laid her head on my shoulder.I have to admit at this time I never thought anything sexual.It just felt nice.After the song we decided to go for a walk.We were walking and we came to a spot under some trees and Monica just wanted to sit for a few. So we sat and were talking when Monica asked me if she could tell me something without me freaking out.I said sure were best friends.Monica looked straight into my eyes and proceeded to say ” I really wanted to kiss you when we were slow dancing”I was shocked and said you did ? Why? Monica just looked at me and said ” I don’t know why I just wanted to”.
I looked at her and asked her if she still wanted to kiss me and she said yes I really do.
I leaned in towards her and our lips met.We started kissing and soon it was like we couldn’t stop.Soon I felt her hand cupping my breast and it felt so god. I stopped the kiss and asked her if she wanted to make love to me.There was fire in her eyes when she said “OH , Yes” Right now I asked, and she leaned into me kissed me and said yes.We began to help each other undress and soon we were completely naked under the trees.Her body made my pussy shiver and for the first time I knew we were going to be more than friends.She started sucking on my nipples and I slowly started caressing her pussy.I looked down at her and said” Eat my pussy ” and in a flash her lips and tongue were eating me like nothing I had ever had a guy do. It was fantastic.I was shivering and ready to explode all over her .I was moaning yes ,yes ,yes I’m cumming and she dove her tongue deep into me and I cam like never before.She moved her face from my pussy and I grabbed her and kissed her hard tasting every bit of my juices.I pushed her back on the ground and began to devour her sweet pussy.I just kept thinking to myself I’m a lesbian and in love with my best friend.It was wonderful as I lapped up all her sweet juices and she came hard like an explosion and we fell back togethet holding each other and kissing.Monica whispered into my ear ” Nicole I LOVE YOU ” I couldn’t believe it but I felt the same way.We were getting dressed when Monica grabbed my panties and said wait I want to do something.She took my panties and shoved them all the way into her pussy and began to masturbate. I sat and watched and almost cam again. She moaned in excitement as she came all over my panties.She pulled them out of her pussy soaking wet with her sweet juices and told me to put them on.I however did the same to her panties and we were both now wearing cummed soaked panties.They felt so good against my pussy. When we were dressed we went back to the dance and proceeded to dance together all night knowing that our lives changed forever.We were dancing a slow dance together when our friend Heather came up tp us and said I saw you two out under the trees.We didn’t know what to say then Heather proceeded to tell us that our secret will be safe if we make love to her. Monica and I just both reached out and took Heathers hands and said lets go. Heather was like wait a minute lets go out to my car.We all three headed to her car.When we were inside Heather said I have to make a call so Monica and just sat there while she made her call. All we could hear was ok come on they are here.In a second the passenger car door opened and to our surprise the Cheerleading coach got in the car. She was about 23 years old and hotter than hell. Monica and I both asked what’s going on and Heather said I want you to meet my girlfried.We wre shocked and asked you two are lesbians and Melissa said yes. She stated telling us how she caught Heather masturbating in the locker room and how they became lovers. Heather had begged her not to tell anyone and Melissa said that she asked Heather why not and that Heather replied I’ll eat your pussy right now if you keep this a secret. Melissa said she was shocked but seeing Heather laying there totally naked made her pussy wet .Melissa said she dropped her jeans down and removed her panties and stood right above Heaters face and Heather in a second was eating her pussy like there was no tomorrow. Listening to this story made me and Monica hotter than hell and soon were making out.Melissa said lets go back to my apartment.When we got there we all four stripped down and started making love to each other.Melissa’s pussy was so sweet and she loved to lick and tongue our assholes.We were all moaning and screaming especially when Melissa put on a strap on and fucked Heathers ass.Me and Monica were eating Melissas and Heathers pussies while Melissa probed the strap on deep into Heathers sexy ass. That night we all took turns fucking, sucking and eating.It was aprom night I’ll never forget.

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Lilly sat in the passenger seat, the plug in her ass shifting and moving around every time the car hit a bump in the road. She kept thinking about the way everyone at school will look at her like she is a piece of meat. She wondered how they would react if they knew she was naked under her skirt. Her small tiny asshole squeezing and straining around her plug. The thoughts making her soaking wet, her juices causing a huge moist spot in the fabric of the passenger seat. It doesn’t help that her father is furiously rubbing her clit as they drive. This is now the only way they ride together.

“My, my, Lilly, your so excited to get to school, aren’t you dear?” The succubus asks, as it watches Lilly struggle in the front seat. “Are you excited to show the world your body? How you will be a new Lilly, one who has embraced the darkness. Lilly, you have never felt this good before. It’s amazing isn’t it.”

Lilly is speechless, the feeling of her fathers hand on her wet cunt and the plug moving inside her. The soft gentle tingling of her nipples, her fathers eyes on her. The way he watches her body, the way he stares at her, all these things are intoxicating.

Lilly’s father pulls the car up front, and puts it in park. Other cars with parents dropping off their kids fill the shoulder of the circular roundabout that makes up the front of the school. Students walking by, every one of them, girls and boys, stares at Lilly. She looks out of the window, feeling a strange mix of embarrassment and excitement. “Dad, I am not sure about this.” Lilly says.

“Don’t worry, you will be fine.” Her father says.

“But I’m naked under this skirt.” She says, with a worried look on her face.

“Don’t worry sweetie, you’re not naked, I mean you are, but only a little. It’s ok.” Her father says. “I will come get you when you’re done for the day.” He gives her a soft kiss and she opens the door, and gets out. Lilly looks down and see’s the wet spot in the passenger seat.

As Lilly steps away from the car and proceeds to walk to the entrance, she can see everyone staring at her. Some give her a smile, some are clearly staring at her ass, legs and erect poking nipples. However most are whispering to each other, giggling and snickering. Talking about the events from yesterday, and the rumors seeded by two individuals. James and Emily great Lilly just inside the lobby of the school.

“Lilly, we’re glad to have you back, we missed you.” James says, with a smug grin on his face.

Lilly turns bright red and looks down at her feet. “Uh thanks.” She says, as she walks past them. Emily moves to get in her face, blocking Lilly from moving any further into the school. Lilly looks up at Emily.

Emily smiles at her. “So Lilly, why didn’t you come to school yesterday?” She asks.

“I uh.” Lilly stammers, her voice trailing off.

James smirks. “Oh, I think you know why. Fucking whore.” He says, as he grabs Lilly’s hand and pulls her behind the stairwell, and pushes her up against the wall.

“Succubus, stop this. I know your controlling them.” Lilly cries out in her thoughts.

“Lilly my dear, I just motivate them and heighten their restraint wickedness. What they actually do is beyond my control.” The succubus appearing standing arms crossed and leaning against the wall. “I don’t tell anyone to hurt you. They do that on their own, if they have it in them.”

James moves in close to Lilly, raising her arms over her head, now holding them with one hand. Still pinning her against the wall, He places his other hand on her throat and squeezes lightly. Emily comes in close besides them, her face inches away from Lilly’s ear. She places her hand under Lilly’s skirt, rubbing her fingers against the wet crotch. “Your cunt is soaking wet you know that? You’re just a dirty little slut aren’t you.” Emily whispers sadistically in Lilly’s ear.

“Yeah, your just a fucking whore.” James growls. “I bet you love it, don’t you slut. I bet you just love all this attention.” He squeezes her throat a little harder.

Emily takes her hand away from Lilly’s cunt, and opens James’s belt and pants. She reaches in and pulls out James’s erection. She begins to stroke it.

Lilly can’t believe what’s happening. Her throat is being choked by James, and the situation is overwhelming. However the most over stimulating thing is, the rubbing of James’s tip against her wet cunt over her skirt. It is intoxicating. The way she is using his head as a toy on her clit, and the sensation of the plug in her ass moving around. Lilly moans softly as Emily strokes faster, with each pump, ramming it harder and harder, into her, trying to get Lilly to orgasm.

“Do you like that Lilly? You like being humiliated like a whore don’t you?” Emily asks as she rubs James’s shaft against her, making small streaks with James’s precum on the front of her skirt.

Lilly can feel the pressure building up inside her, the warmth from the rubbing starting to bring her to orgasm. Lilly doesn’t want them to be the ones that will make her climax, she is struggling to not let it flood over. She knows that once she orgasms in front of them, she’ll never be able to live it down. She is determined to not give in.

“Succubus, please, help me! Stop them from making me orgasm.” Lilly cries out in her mind.

The succubus chuckles and watches the events unfold before her eyes. “Oh, my sweet Lilly, I wouldn’t do that if I could.” She says. “I want you to enjoy this. I want you to embrace the dark side. I want you to enjoy yourself. The best way to do that, is to just let go.”

“Stop this.” Lilly tries to voice threw James’s squeezing grip. But he continues to hold her throat tightly. Lilly can feel his penis against her, she can feel the pressure growing as Emily’s rubbing grows faster.

“Yeah, cum for us slut.” James growls in her ear. “I know you want to. I know you want to be humiliated.” He squeezes her throat a little harder.

Lilly starts a long orgasm, as she begins to black out. She can feel herself losing control. Her body starts to convulse, as she begins to pee, soaking her skirt and the head of James’s penis. Lilly’s juices run down James’s shaft and soak Emily’s fingers.

“Oh, yeah, slut! Squirt all over us.” Emily laughs. “You fucking whore! Look at you. You’re such a dirty little whore!”

“Ahh, Emily,” James tries to pull his throbbing head away from Lilly’s perfect warm crotch, but as he does Emily squeezes him.

“No, don’t you cum.” Emily scolds James. She squeezes him hard as she feels him pulse with orgasm. So hard and tightly that his seed is mostly blocked. However some managers to squeak past leaving thin strips on Lilly’s skirt.

Lilly’s eyes roll back and she loses control of herself. She slumps against the wall as Emily releases James. Lilly’s urine is now flowing freely, wetting the front of her skirt and the floor around her.

James releases Lilly, letting her fall to the floor in her own puddle. He stands, his erection throbbing and pulsing. Small beads of seamen drip onto Lilly’s head and hair.

“Lets go James, if your good I might let you rub yourself while staring at me.” Emily says as she buttons James up, and the two of them walk away.

“Ohh, how so wickedly delightful that Emily is. She could easy be one of my kind, if she wasn’t… pft, mortal.” The succubus says.

“I’m so happy you like her so much” Lilly says out loud threw her sobbing. She is defeated once again, this time in a puddle of her own urine.

The succubus kneels beside her. “Don’t worry Lilly. I’m going to take care of you. I will make sure you are taken care of. You are not alone. Now get up.”

“But, why did they do that?” She asks out loud, her voice so weak from her choking.

“Because they were jealous, and needed an outlet. But you are going to be fine. I will make sure of that.” Janelle says as she walks around the corner into the stairwell. She bends down and helps Lilly to her feet. Lilly can barely walk. Her legs are wobbly and she can barely stand. Her wet skirt is clinging to her thighs, as she tries to regain control of her legs.

“Wha..What are you doing here?” Lilly stammers. “Did you see?”

“No, I seen Emily and James come out from back here, than I herd crying, and your voice.” Janelle says, her voice sounding kind and compassionate. “What happened?”

Lilly shakes her head, as she tries to walk out from the stairwell. She feels the plug shift inside her and she stops in her tracks. Her face is bright red, as she tries to hold back the tears. She is so embarrassed and ashamed.

“Here, let me help you.” Janelle says as she takes off her long hand crochet jacket and wraps it around Lilly. “Lets go get you cleaned up.”

Lilly nervous, recalling when Emily and James, so-called helped her yesterday. “Uhh, I’m ok.” Lilly says as she tries to back away from Janelle.

“No, you aren’t. Come on.” Janelle says as she pulls Lilly away from the stairwell and up the stairs.

Lilly reluctantly follows Janelle to the bathroom. Janelle turns and locks the bathroom door. “It’s ok your safe now, we are alone.”

“But you’re friends with them.” Lilly says, as she stands in the middle of the bathroom, shaking and pulling Janelle’s crochet jacket tightly around her.

“So?” Janelle asks, with a smug grin. “It doesn’t mean anything.”

Lilly looks down at the floor, embarrassed by how she is acting. “I’m sorry. It’s just that..”

“It’s just what Lilly? Tell me what happened?” Janelle says, walking in front of Lilly and taking her hands. “Tell me what happened?”

“Oh, well it was um. It was James and Emily. They got me alone..” Lilly starts to say.

“Well, what did they do? Did they touch you?” Janelle asks.

“Yes, they uh, they.” Lilly can’t bring herself to say what they did.

“They what? What did they do?” Janelle asks.

“They, they, they made me cum. In front of them. I, I was in a puddle of my own piss. I. I.. I just couldn’t take it. I. I. I tried to not.” Lilly says, as the tears flow freely down her cheeks.

“Lilly, it’s ok.” Janelle says. ” You have me now. I’m here to help you, no matter what happens.”

“What is going to happen?” Lilly asks, with a puzzled expression.

“Nothing. I’m here to protect you. Lilly, I know what your doing. I know you’re trying to stand out, I just hope you can come back from it. Showing everyone your kink yesterday in front of the school and trying to seduce James. Was a lot all at once to take in.” Janelle says as she brushes Lilly’s matted hair out of her face.

Lilly pulls back in shock. “No.. I did not. That’s not what happened. They did that to me.” She says, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

“It’s ok Lilly, I know what they’re like. I just want to help you.” Janelle says, pulling Lilly in for a hug.

The feeling of Janelle’s warmth and compassion is reassuring to Lilly. Janelle doesn’t seem to judge Lilly or make fun of her. Janelle doesn’t seem to care that Lilly peed herself, or that she got humiliated in front of the whole school. She’s so supportive and loving. It’s so comforting. Lilly melts into Janelle’s arms, resting her head against Janelle’s shoulder crying.

“Lets get you out of these clothes.” Janelle whispers into Lilly’s ear.

“Ok.” Lilly says as she sniffles.

Janelle takes the jacket and folds it putting it on the bathroom counter. She than slides her hands on Lilly’s small tender waist, sliding her hands under her shirt. “Lift your arms for me?” Janelle asks softly, as she pulls the shirt off of Lilly. Lilly does what she is told and lets the shirt slip off over her head. She stands before Janelle her small pink nipples hard and poking out from her developing breasts. Janelle closes in and brings both her hands to Lilly’s face pulling her forward to her. She hesitantly kisses Lilly, softly, judging Lilly’s reaction.

“Ohhh, this one is sweet.” The succubus whispers. “You don’t need me to tell you she is aroused.”

Lilly is so stunned by the kiss that she can’t think straight. Her mind is still on her previous experience with James and Emily. She lets her mouth open and her tongue dart into Janelle’s mouth. Her body wanting this kiss to go on forever. Her hands rest on Janelle’s waist as they kiss. Janelle pushes her tongue deeper into Lilly’s mouth, teasing and playing with hers. Lilly pulls Janelle away. holding her at arms length. She takes in Jenelle’s sight.

Jenelle is gorgeous. Being the same age as Lilly, has gone threw puberty early. Her amazing baseball size breasts fill her tight, alabaster alpaca sweater. It is short, showing off her mid-drift. Lilly is captivated, she looks down to her flat smooth belly and waist where her hands still rest. Janelle’s hips hold the waistband of a black skirt that is riding high on her thighs, showing off her smooth shapely legs. Lilly is stunned by Janelle’s beauty. She is so different than Lilly.

“You are dressed so differently than you where last night at the restaurant.” Lilly says, her voice trailing off as she tries to get words out.

Janelle gives Lilly a smile and than blushes. “You inspired me last night with the way you dressed, and how open you were. You where so.. so.. I don’t know, brave and alive.”

Lilly can’t help but blush. “Thank you.” She says.

“No, thank, you.” Janelle says, her eyes locked with Lilly’s.

The two of them stare at each other for a few moments, before Janelle reaches out to Lilly. “Lets get you cleaned up now.” She says, pulling Lilly in, and hugging her tightly. Her hard nipples brushing up against Janelle’s chest. The fluffy sweater and warmth of her breasts makes Lilly want to fall into a never ending slumber. Lilly can feel Janelle slide her hands down her back to the waistband of her skirt. She pulls it down, before letting go, her skirt falling to the floor. Still holding each other Lilly steps out of them. Janelle grabs Lilly’s ass cheek’s, one in each hand, and begins to kiss her. Lilly feels so safe in her embrace, like no one can harm her. Lilly opens her mouth and accepts Janelle’s tongue inside, the two of them moving their bodies together. Lilly’s cunt begins to grow wetter as she stands naked, all but her thigh high boots.

“Lilly, your so beautiful.” Janelle whispers into Lilly’s ear. “Your so brave.” Janelle says, as she steps back and pulls her sweater over her head.

Lilly can’t believe what is happening. She can’t believe how beautiful Janelle looks standing wearing no bra under her sweater. “You inspired me to stop wearing bra’s and panties.” Janelle blushes. Her breasts are firm and full. Her nipples are small, pink, hard nubs. Her areola are the size of small dollar coins.

Lilly can’t control herself as she gently grabs them in each hand. Kissing them and sucking on her nipples. She hears a soft moan escape Janelle’s mouth. “Oh, my, god Lilly.”

Lilly can’t take it anymore, she has to touch Janelle. She drops one hand from her breast and slides it between Janelle’s thighs, pushing her skirt up, running her fingers up and down her moist lips. She slips a finger inside. It’s warm, soft, and wet. Janelle is small and tight like Lilly. Short soft sparse hairs dots her mound. Janelle moans as Lilly’s finger penetrates her. Janelle’s breath becomes short and rapid. Lilly feels Janelle’s body begin to tense.

“Oh, Lilly, you make me feel so good. So safe. So, fuck, so good.” Janelle cries out, as her orgasm erupts. “Oh, Lilly.” She pulls Lilly’s head into her cleavage and kisses her. “That was so hot.” She says, as she pushes Lilly away. “It’s your turn.”

Lilly looks at Janelle in awe. She has never known anyone so warm and welcoming. Janelle kisses Lilly’s neck, and starts to kiss down to her nipple. She wraps her mouth around the nipple and Lilly gasps as the sensation over takes her. She feels Janelle’s hand slide down her back and between her ass cheeks. She feels Janelle’s hand stop when she finds the plug.

“What is this?” Janelle asks as she pulls her mouth away from Lilly’s nipple.

Lilly looks at Janelle with a puzzled expression. “Oh, umm.. My dad did that this morning while he dressed me.”

Janelle stands up and looks Lilly in the eye. “Well, it seems like your dad really loves you. You where meant to wear it all day, weren’t you?”

“Yeah, I guess. I just didn’t realize it when he did it this morning. It was like a normal thing to him.” She says.

“Oh, that is so fucking hot.” Janelle says, kissing Lilly’s cheek and then her lips. “I need to see it.”

“See what?” Lilly asks.

“I need to see it. See you with the plug in you.” Janelle says as she spins Lilly around and bends her over the bathroom counter.

“What are you doing?” Lilly cries.

“I’m sorry but I just have to see it.” Janelle says as she slides her hand up and down Lilly’s ass. Her finger stopping when it finds the base of the plug. Lilly tenses when Janelle’s finger touches it. Janelle squats down, and suddenly buries her face in Lilly’s ass. Her warm tongue running below the plug to Lilly’s warm moist cunt.

“Ohh!” Lilly cries out, as her legs begin to tremble. The feeling of Janelle’s tongue lick her pussy lips is so hot. Her hands rest against the bathroom counter as Janelle works her magic on Lilly. Lilly feels the warmth spread through her body. She moans softly as Janelle sucks her clit into her mouth. Lilly can’t hold on any longer. She begins to climax. She feels the heat of her juices flow over Janelle’s tongue and into her mouth. Janelle is so good, she doesn’t stop licking and sucking on Lilly’s clit as her orgasm erupts. Her ass spasms around the plug, as she pushes against Janelle’s face. Lilly can feel Janelle’s tongue move to her asshole, the soft sensation sending jolts threw Lilly’s body. “Oh, Janelle, that is so good.” Lilly cries, as she can feel her body begin to relax and settle down. Lilly’s orgasmed so fast, It was almost instantly the second Janelle got hold of her clit.

“Ohh Lilly, that was amazing.” Janelle says, standing up, and hugging Lilly lovingly.

“Oh, give me a break.” The succubus sucks her teeth. “So Lovey dovey. Ugg. So mundane.”

Lilly returns Janelle’s hug and kisses her. The two of them stand embrace each other lovingly, until the first bell rings.

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This is the second of Three parts involving these two girls, Part 3 will be up once I write it.

Jessica has always had a very dominant personality. This was something that made her different from her class mates at the Christian school she went to. They were all real girly girls and Jessica was a bit of a tomboy. She never really thought about sex, it wasn’t something she talked about with her best friend April either. Both of them had taken purity vows, and both broke them before they were 18. Jessica was about 6 feet tall, 36C cup breasts, a healthy weight, and had round, firm ass.

Jessica broke her vow about three months before April had her experience with Heidi, but hers was broken in a very different way. It happened one day when Jessica walked home from school; she walked in her front door to find a sight she never thought she would see in her entire life. Her brother’s girlfriend, Sarah, was wearing a black leather cupless corset, thigh high boots, and she was whipping her brother. She called him a naughty boy and punished him for being that way. Jessica was standing there for about five minutes watching this before the couple noticed her. They all kind of stared at each other in an awkward silence until Jessica broke it with words that she never thought she would say in her entire life.

“Do you want me to help you with that?” she asked, not knowing what she was getting herself into.

“No, we’re actually done here” Sarah said, “Put some fucking cloths on you worthless little shit” she commanded of Jessica’s brother and began to walk towards Jessica. “So you wanted to punish him did you, were you turned on by watching us?” Jessica just nodded. “That’s cute, I’m not going to let you do anything with your brother because he is mine, but I think I can help you become a dominatrix like me if you want, would you like that?” again Jessica just nodded. At the time she had no idea what a dominatrix was all she knew was that what ever Sarah and her brother were doing it made her hot. “Good, it’s been a while since I last had a student, come over to my house tomorrow at about the same time.” Jessica nodded yet again, already looking forward to the next day.

Jessica couldn’t sleep at all she was so excited, and she couldn’t help but wonder “Why am I so aroused by this, I shouldn’t be I’m a good Christian girl, but god that was so hot.” After laying in her bed for about an hour with these kind of thoughts running through her head she felt like she had to know more about being a dominatrix before going to see Sarah. So she got out of bed, snuck downstairs and went to the computer. She figured there had to be some porn with what she wanted to see in it, but she didn’t know where to look, so she just did an image search for the word “dominatrix.”

She followed the link of one picture that looked particularly hot to her and started watching the videos on that site. One particular video interested her because it wasn’t a girl dominating a man; it was a girl dominating another girl. As she watched this video among many others she became more and more turned on by each new act of humiliation and punishment she watched.
As she watched she found herself with her hand on top of her pussy outside of her pajamas, as she watched she gently rubbed the outside of it, and she noticed it was very wet. She had played with her pussy once before about a year ago when she first discovered it had some hair on it. Like her friend April, Jessica liked to shave herself because she found the hair to be a little uncomfortable. After she had shaven she liked the way her pussy felt, she rubbed it in the bath tub very often; she even popped her own cherry by accident with a shampoo bottle. This time was much different from any of the other times she played with herself, she fantasized being the dominant one in all of the videos and each time she would whip some one she got even wetter.

She looked around the dark room to be sure so one was there, and slipped her pajamas down to her ankles; she wasn’t wearing panties that night. She continued to watch videos of people being punished for being dirty and played with her pussy as she watched. As she slid one finger inside of herself her free hand grabbed her breast and she looked around again to see if any one was there, and she took off her top. She sat in the chair completely naked playing with her moist pussy and rock hard nipples. She let out a series of soft moans; it didn’t take very long for her to begin cuming.

She quickly put her pajamas and top back on and went to the pantry to get the super absorbent towel her family had just bought to clean up after herself. As she cleaned she thought “What’s wrong with me, it’s bad enough that I started masturbating; now I’m doing it to this kind of sinning? Why must something so wrong feel so good?” After the chair was clean of all her cum she went back to bed and fell asleep almost immediately.

The next day she went to Sarah’s house right after school. When Sarah opened the door to allow Jessica inside she was wearing normal street cloths, jeans and a regular t-shirt. “Good, you came, come on inside and I’ll show you all there is to know about being a dominatrix.” Jessica went inside. “Before we start, is there anything you already know, or have you had any experience in this area?” Jessica told Sarah about the pervious night.

“Sounds like you had a good night.” Sarah said smiling. “I think we should begin by getting you some appropriate cloths, come with me.” Jessica followed Sarah into what she thought was a bedroom, but it was really more of a dungeon. There were straps and chains hanging form the walls, and there were several horse whips propped up against the night stand next to a bed that had restraints on it.

“These will work” Sarah said as she handed Jessica a black leather bustier and matching leather thigh-high boots. “Put these on.” Sarah told Jessica.

“Okay, is there a bathroom I can use?” Jessica asked nervously.

“No, just take off your clothes and put them on, it’s not like I’ve never seen what you have before.” Sarah explained.

Jessica did so. Once she was fully dressed again Sarah surprised Jessica by saying “good, now dominate me.”

“What?” Jessica asked confused.

“You heard me, I’ve been a bad girl, now tell me what to do.”

“I thought you were going to teach me how to be a dominatrix, not have me be one right away.” Jessica said now more nervous and excited than ever.

“This is teaching, you can experience being a Dom first handed, and I’ll tell you where you can improve afterwards.” Sarah explained, “Now I have all the tools and toys you may need in the night stand, so what’s you first command mistress?”

Jessica was still really nervous, but she quickly gained her senses to giver her first command. “The first thing I want is for you to give me a kiss.”

“Yes mistress” Sarah said as he moved toward Jessica and gently slid her tong in her mouth. Their tongs massaged each other for a while; with each second Jessica grew less nervous and more excited.
“Now take off your fucking clothes.” Jessica was a little surprised to hear herself swear like that.
“Yes mistress” Sarah said as she took all her clothes of, first she took off her shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra; her large D cup breasts turned Jessica so much. She then took her pants off, she wasn’t wearing panties either and her pussy was completely shaven. “What now mistress?”

Jessica thought back to the video she watched last night with the two girls in it. Now I want you to stand there while I take a look at the toys we have. She went to the night stand and opened it up to find a ball gag, several clothes pins, a few of which were connected by a small chain. There was also a strap on dildo, which she put on as soon as she saw it. She then picked up the ball gag, one set of the clothes pins connected with a chain and one of the horse whips propped up against the night stand.

She went back to Sarah, put the gag in her mouth and tied it behind her back. She put the clothes pins on Sarah’s now erect nipples. “That’s good,” Jessica said, “now get on your hands and knees.” Sarah obeyed. Jessica whipped Sarah’s ass until both cheeks were bright red, she then got on her knees behind Sarah and put the dildo in her moist pussy. Jessica thrust the entire 8inch fake cock into her brother’s girlfriend’s pussy. She fucked her pussy, as she did she could hear muffled screams of pleasure coming form Sarah’s mouth. Jessica could feel some of Sarah’s cum run down her legs. She took the dick out and commanded that Sarah get on her knees. Jessica stood up, took the ball gag out and said “do you want to taste your cum?” Sarah just nodded. Jessica put the dildo in Sarah’s mouth and forced as much of it in as she could get, which was a surprising amount, there was only about an inch, or inch and a half that couldn’t go in.

After Sarah had sucked all the cum off the dildo she told Jessica, “Very good, need a little more confidence, but still good. How about you come over about once a week and practice on me.” Jessica liked this and she did come back every week for more practice.

About two and a half months later was Heidi’s birth day party. At the party she couldn’t help but notice how hot her best friend April was, she wanted to make April her personal fuck doll. But she thought “There is no way she would want to do that, I know she’s not at all into domination, or other girls for that matter.”

Shortly after she left the party she noticed she left her purse there. She went back over to get the purse and what she saw surprised her. Once she got in she heard what sounded like Heidi’s voice talking to what sounded like April’s voice. She saw her purse on the desk by the front door, next to the desk there was a mirror that looked into the kitchen. When Jessica glanced at the mirror she saw April and Heidi kissing each other. “Oh, shit. I should leave them alone, but I kinda want to watch.” She sat on the ground next to the desk and watched her friends kiss each other. As April and Heidi took of their cloths Jessica noticed watching this was getting her pussy nice and wet.

She pulled her pants and panties down around her ankles and started to play with her pussy as she watched them kiss and rub each other’s pussies. When April and Heidi went up stairs they ran right past Jessica and neither saw Jessica. “Wow,” Jessica thought to herself, “April’s a lesbian, that’s good. I better keep this specific event in my mind just incase I ever have to black mail her. I could maybe even use this to let me do what ever I want to her.”

Part 3 coming soon.

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