Chapter 2
Sissy obeyed without a word of protest, a good sign. Soon she was seated
in Ellen's Mercedes, her dress hiked up around her waist so the woman could
watch her as she masturbated. Ellen had slipped off her own panties, a pair of
black bikinis with a sheer crotch, and had the girl place them beneath her
bottom in order to soak up the plentiful juices that dripped steadily from her
swollen snatch as she strummed her clit like it was a musical instrument.
As Ellen guided the powerful car through the heavy traffic with one eye
fixed on the activity going on next to her, she couldn't help but verbalizing
some of the thoughts that were going through her mind.
" That cunt of yours looks so hot. I wish I could stop the car and spank
that naughty pussy for making me so horny. When I get you home you are going to
pay dearly for teasing me this way. You are such a nasty little slut; how can
someone so young be so depraved? I've never seen any woman produce the amount
of goo that's oozing from that gash of yours. When we get home I'm going to see
just how much of that fuck sauce you can produce when you're tied down properly
and I can use my toys on you. I've got a couple that will really stretch you,
but I bet you'll be able to handle them because you're such a horny slut."
Ellen's comments seemed to urge Sissy to increase her efforts to produce
an even greater flow of the aromatic slit slime that leaked down and soaked into
Ellen's bikinis. Her fingers flew rapidly across her stiff, angry-red clit, now
fully erect and quivering from the stimulation it was receiving.
Some of the other drivers were also able to witness what the buxom
blonde was doing and they beeped in appreciation or to make her look over to see
the obscene gestures they made or the propositions they mouthed. Ellen smiled
grimly and continued to voice her plans for the evening.
" Has my little slut come yet? No? Why not; tell me now or I'll stop the
car and leave you to walk to where ever you call home."
" No, Ms. Luxore, I have a hard time coming unless something real big is
inside me or I'm tied up. Please don't me mad at me; I'll try to come for you. "
" Isn't your father big enough to make you come? How about your
grandfather, does he have a big enough cock to make his granddaughter come? I'll
bet your brothers can make you come. I'll bet they have nice big cocks and they
can really stretch that drippy cunt of yours. Am I correct? Answer me you little
slut! "
Sissy began to jam her other hand inside her soaking cunt, continuing
her mindless flogging of her swollen clit. She was so wet that she managed to
get four fingers fully inside her snatch. She was concentrating so hard on
getting herself off that she ignored Ellen's questions. That turned out to be a
big mistake.
Sissy never saw Ellen's closed hand as she swung viciously at the girl's
head and landed solidly with a dull thud. The Mercedes slid sideways for a brief
moment before Ellen brought it under control. Then once more she smacked Sissy
across the head, even harder than before. The teen began to sob as she
frantically tried to concentrate on giving Ellen what she had demanded.
" Stop that you little pig and get those hands away from your cunt! Put
your hands behind your back and sit up straight! Keep those legs spread you
miserable prick teaser so anyone who wants can see what a fuck hole you really
are. You just wait until I get you home. I'll make you come; I guarantee it. You
like big things inside you? Just wait until you see what I have to jam into that
sloppy slit of yours; you'll come until your pussy dries up and cracks. "
Ellen could hardly wait to get her hands of Sissy. The brunette's cunt
was dripping and she had to concentrate on driving or else her hand would have
been buried inside her own slimy slot. She tried to block the visions of Sissy
spread eagled on her bed, wrists and ankles securely cuffed to the posts, her
twat stretched to its limit by the big bertha dildo Ellen had received as a gag
gift at a party some months ago. Well Sissy wouldn't think it was so funny when
Ellen hammered it, inch by torturous inch, into her cunt.
Less than a half hour later Ellen, having secured her teenaged house
guest down to the bed with Velcro ties holding her wrists and ankles to the
corners, was slowly undressing. Sissy's eyes were glued to the woman's body as
it was revealed. She nearly choked on Ellen's goo- soaked panties, which had
been used to gag her, when she caught sight of the corset Ellen Luxore was
wearing beneath her dress. It was functional rather than sexy, made from an
off-white sturdy fabric that confined the woman from crotch to above her
breasts.
" You look surprised my little slut. What did you expect, some ultra
sexy lingerie clinging to a body much like your own? I am old enough to be your
mother; didn't you realize that? But that's not the only explanation; my current
assignment required me to gain nearly 20 pounds in order to satisfy the desires
of the treasurer of a large German company that we are hoping to partner with on
a very important project."
As she spoke Ellen shimmied out of the confining garment. Her stomach
protruded dramatically and her heavy breasts sagged noticeably. A thick forest
of dark, curly pubic hair sprouted from beneath her overhanging belly and
tendrils snaked up towards her navel and out over her meaty thighs. She raised
her arms to reveal twin nests of thick, black hair covering her armpits.
" My lover thinks women with abundant body hair have very strong sex
drives. How could I possibly disappoint him? I've deliberately transformed
myself into his fantasy woman, not only physically but sexually as well. I beg
for his cock to spurt in my mouth and scream with pleasure when his cock splits
and batters my dripping cunt. I moan and urge him to hit me harder when he
spanks my plump bottom prior to sodomizing me. I shake with lust when he plucks
out one of my pubic or armpit hairs while he laughs at my writhing. He thinks I
am his slave, and in certain ways he is correct. Short of mutilating or killing
me, he can do anything he wishes as long as it helps the company gain what it
wants from his organization."
" Considering what happened a few weeks ago, perhaps I should not be so
quick to condemn you for the type of relationship you have with your family. By
the way, you never did answer me when I asked you those questions about your
father, brothers and grandfather. After I'm finished punishing you for your
impertinence I'll expect a rather detailed description of the type of lifestyle
your family has adopted. Now I'll tell you my story."
(To be continued)
