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4.
Emily had been quietly digesting every moment of the torture she was inflicting on Judith. Out of the corner of her eye she had observed the young lawyer shrinking into herself. She had looked into Judith's background before selecting her. She knew the girl was bright, competent and ambitious. It was that very ambition that she had made her accomplice in destroying whatever self-confidence Judith had arrived with. It had been almost disappointingly easy.
The girl's longish and very erect nipples had not escaped her eye. She decided it was time for the third act of the little play she had so carefully scripted.
“Doesn't that deserve a thank you, Judy?” she asked sharply, jerking her victim back into awareness.
Judith was forced to look up.
“I'm sorry. My mind must have been wandering, Em.”
“Really? I am sorry if we are boring you.”
“Nno. It just that the sorbet was so delicious...” Judith stammered out the polite lie.
“Well, we forgive you. Sophia was just complimenting your nipples. Hers are inverted and I think she is jealous of your long teats.” Emily chuckled.
Judith reddened under the other two women's obvious focus on her exposed body.
Sophia knew she had said no such thing but she understood her part in this little set piece of Emily's and she came in on cue.
“Guilty. I admit I'm envious as hell. Sit up, Judy, don't be so modest. If I had those I'd want to show them off.”
Thinking she should have her head examined, Judith, straightened somewhat. She was furious to feel her blush deepening further.
“Oh my.” Sophia observed, “You must have been out in the sun. Your poor boobies have gotten a bit burned.”
“I'm afraid that is my fault, Sophia. I should not have had her out there without any sun blocker. Blackjack! Fetch some Aloe Vera for Judy's burnt boobies.”
“No really…I'm fine, Em.” Judith demurred.
“Nonsense! I will feel guilty if you blister.”
She was still protesting when a gasp was forced from her as her breasts were cupped from behind. Looking down she saw a pair of large dark hands that could only belong to the ever obedient Blackjack. The hands began to massage a soothing lotion into her breasts. Judith had reached her breaking point.
“Tell him to take his hands off of me. ” she blurted.
“Oh for pity's sake, don't act as though you are being molested, Judy! Blackjack might as well be a eunuch. In my home no one does anything for themselves. That is what servants are for.”
Emily winked at Sophia to signal her amusement at Judith's discomfit and then gave her a slight nod. Sophia rose and went to Judith comfortingly.
“Poor girl, she is just not used to all of this.” Sophia filled her voice with concern. “To you he is a servant but to Judy he is a strange male. Send him away, Em.”
Judith relaxed somewhat. At last someone seemed to be in tune with her feelings. The big hands disappeared from her chest only to be replaced with more lotion and the light stroking of Sophia's fingers. Judith tensed again initially but found herself easing up under Sophia's soft words and softer hands.
“There...see … he is gone. No need to be embarrassed now. I will doctor you all up my self.” Sophia said soothingly.
“Earlier Judy gave me a relaxing massage, Sophia. I think she might feel a bit looser if you did the same for her.”
Judith knew that she should just politely request her clothes and make the most graceful departure she could manage but the soothing fingers had moved to her temples and she felt her eyes closing.
Emily smiled as she observed the young woman's eyelids lower and her body slump into resigned relaxation. The sorbet had indeed been exquisite but as far as Emily was concerned the afternoon's dessert was only just being served. She waved her hand and Blackjack silently cleared and lifted away the table leaving Emily with an unobstructed view of the oblivious Judith.
Sophia was humming what was almost a lullaby as she applied more scented lotion to her magic hands and eased the tension from Judith's neck and shoulders.
“You are right, Sophia. Her nipples are amazing.”
Emily observed slyly. “I am curious as to how long they become when fully aroused.”
Judith's eyes flew open as Sophia's hands slid down to her breasts. She felt the fingers capture her nipples and begin to gently milk them. She covered Sophia's hands with her own and pulled weakly at them but to no avail. With a sigh she lowered her arms and surrendered to the sweet sensation spreading through her. She watched helplessly as Emily rose and moved forward. The woman placed a hand on each of her knees and lowered herself onto her haunches in front of her.
“That's better, Judy. Stop fighting it. You mustn't feel guilty about your body's response to pleasure.”
“You're right.” Judith said weakly. “It does feel good…and I did not mind being nice to you outside but I'm sorry… this is just not my thing. Other women, I mean.”
“No? Sophia, lean over and suck on one of those buds you have teased up so nicely.”
Judith could not repress a shiver as the moist heat of Sophia's mouth closed over her right nipple. With her eyes held helplessly by Emily's, she felt her self being spread by the hands at her knees. She knew her arousal had to be clearly visible.
“You say that this is not your thing but I can smell you, Judy.”
Unable to refute the testimony of her own body, she could only look back at Emily in silence. Sophia's mouth at her breast had been making her moist but the feeling of Emily's hands inching their way up her inner thighs started a veritable flow.
Emily let her fingers trace up the length of Judith's flowering sex and watched the young woman's belly quiver in response. She then pinched each slippery lip and drew them apart to reveal a slick coral interior before pushing them wetly together again. She repeated this rapidly and smiled at the sound.
“You say this is not your thing… but just listen.”
Defeated by her desire, Judith could only moan in response. Through half closed eyes she watched as Emily leaned in toward her aching pussy. Emily used her thumb to peel back the engorged hood and fully expose Judith's swollen clit. She blew softly on it.
“Yes.” Judith gasped.
Emily raised her head in satisfaction.
“Yes? Yes what?” she demanded.
“Yes, it feels good.” Judith hissed.
“How good?”
“Very good. Please...”
“Please what? Sophia, that's enough! Answer me, Judy. Do you want to cum?”
Judith groaned in frustration as the sucking lips released her and the chilled air attacked her saliva soaked nipple.
“No…I mean, yes. Yes I need to cum!”
“Then ask nicely.”
“Please may I cum.”
“Louder!
“PLEASE MAKE ME CUM, EM!”
Emily stood up, smiling broadly. She turned her back on Judith and moved to the settee.
“Blackjack, bring Miss Judy's clothes to her. She's ready to leave now. I am so glad you could join us today, Judy. Blackjack will show you out once you have dressed.”
Emily smiled momentarily at the young lawyer's amazed expression and then ignored her.
“Come over here with me, Sophia. We have so much to catch up on.” She said, patting the cushion beside her.
By the time Judith reached the safety of her car she was sobbing. She had only barely managed to hold back her tears of anger and embarrassment long enough to get out the front door.
Instead of being shown to a guest room, her clothes, beginning with her thong, had been handed to her item by item. She had been forced to dress there in the dayroom before an expressionless Blackjack while that bitch and her friend chatted away as if she had ceased to exist.
“What naïve damn fool I am.” She muttered with self-loathing.
She had obviously been invited as nothing more than an afternoon's cruel sport. How they must be laughing now, she thought bitterly.
The Rich homes that had seemed so welcoming hours before were now monuments of scorn and she drove away from them as quickly as her welling eyes would allow.
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