Revenge For Sale

Chapter 3.  Girls Just Like to Have Fun

 

Bette awoke from time to time throughout the night.  Fortunately for Astor, each time she awoke, the girl was obediently sucking one of her holes.  Bette had set the alarm on her watch to 4 AM, one hour before the car was due. At the sound of the alarm, she sat up and looked down at Astor, who was licking her cunt.

 

Bette closed her thighs around the girl’s head and tried to get aroused enough to have an orgasm.  When she could not reach a climax, Bette angrily got up from bed and smacked Astor in the ass.  

 

“You little worthless bitch; you have a lot to learn in the art of pussy sucking. I’ll see to it that you get lots of practice!”

 

She released Astor from her restraints and pulled the girl to her mother’s room by one of her nipples and threw the girl to the floor in front of mom’s bed. Kat was asleep.  Vicky was awake, lying with her wrists cuffed to the bedpost.  Kat had cuffed her before turning out the lights. Vicky tried to distance herself from Bette, moving behind Kat.

 

Bette nudged the big blonde woman who slept peacefully. Katrina awoke.

 

“What time is it? Time to go?”

 

“We have about an hour,” Bette responded. “I am pretty frustrated.  The little bitch lacks her mom’s skills. She needs a lot of schooling.  I was so angry, I’d have cut off a tit if she had any.”

 

Kat looked at Vicky, lying quietly next to her. Vicky looked into her eyes pleadingly. Kat could see that Vicky wanted no part of Bette. It was time she wised up.

 

“Dear Vicky, my sweet. You did such a good job of pleasing me. And now you are going to turn me on again. Would you like that?”

 

Vicky smiled and nodded happily.  She moved over to kiss Kat. Their tongues met passionately. They lovingly caressed each other’s breasts.

 

“Now, you will turn me on by giving Bette the rim job of her life, as I watch.  You will suck her ass clean.  She loves a clean asshole at the start of a day and she does not like to to shower. Do a good job, Vicky, or you own ass will pay dearly.”

 

Vicky looked at Bette, who was completely nude, and turned to Kat, crying profusely.  “I can’t put my face in there. Please no!”

 

“Should we make sweet Astor give her another rim job? She has been giving them all night and not very well, I hear.  Would you have your daughter do what you refuse to do?”

 

Vicky looked at Astor and said, “I am so sorry, but I just can’t do it.” 

 

She turned to Kat again.  “Yes, let Astor suck her ass.”

 

Astor exploded.  “Mom, you are a bigger monster than they are!”

 

Bette smiled at the mother-daughter dialog.  “You two are such fine examples of family love. But I want Vicky’s beautiful face buried in my ass, NOW”

 

With that, Bette sprawled on the bed.  She got on her hands and knees with he ass raised high. “Now, Victoria.  Get your patrician face over here with your nose buried in my crack!”

 

Kat was starting to get turned on.  She turned to Vicky.  “You obey Bette or I will bring you more pain than you think is possible!  Kat then got off the bed and pulled Vicky by the hair toward Bette.  Kat had Vicky get off the bed and on her knees, placing Vicky’s face just above the height of the mattress, facing Bette’s asshole. Kat stood behind her.

 

Vicky was totally humiliated.  She felt betrayed by her husband and now by Kat.  She had been willing to sacrifice her daughter.  And now, she faced total degradation.  Bette’s huge ass was staring her in the face.  Her crack was dark and smelled awful. Her ass itself had pimples.  Vicky did not know where to start.  Bette was getting impatient and Kat was getting furious.

 

Kat got a big leather belt from the closet and gave it to Astor. “You beat your mom’s ass with this belt until she does what she is told.  Which do you prefer: doing the spanking or doing the sucking?”

 

Astor had no trouble answering that question. “I’ll spank that bitch’s ass.  Just give me a chance and I’ll turn it red.”

 

“Good girl,” Kat said with a laugh. You may be more fun than I thought. Start spanking her!”

 

Astor swatted her mom’s ass with the belt; She did a good job with firm accurate strokes, many catching Vicky’s pussy lips. Each stroke brought a yelp from her mom. Kat thought she detected a smile from Astor at each yelp. Astor actually looked to be enjoying taking part in the destruction of her mother.  

 

Finally, Vicky could hold out no longer. With her hands, she spread Bette’s ass cheeks. She tried not to breathe through her nose. She sucked the inside of Bette’s crack, working her way to her asshole.

 

“We haven’t got all day, stupid bitch! Now suck my hole! You know where it is.  It is brown”

 

Astor spanked harder when Bette complained.  “Good work, Astor.  Just remember what she was willing to have you do,” Kat reminded her.

 

Astor swung harder, raising red welts on her mom’s ass.  Seeing the girl beating her mom’s ass really turned Kat on and she was soon playing with herself.

 

Vicky dug her tongue deep in the fat woman’s ass and sucked. The total humiliation was overwhelming.  She felt like the shit that lined Bette’s asshole. Bette was starting to come.  She backed her ass toward Vicky’s face. Kat pushed the back of Vicky’s head forcing her nose and mouth deeper into Bette’s ass.  Kat pointed to Astor to get on the floor on her knees in back of Kat.  She immediately began sucking on Kat’s ass. She began to see why her mother gave herself so completely to this blonde Amazon.  She would gladly give herself as well.

 

Finally, Bette came.  And did she ever, all over Vicky’s face. Vicky wanted to die.  She was hysterical.  Kat and Astor laughed together at Vicky’s dramatics.  There was a shower stall in the bathroom attached to Vicky’s bedroom.  Kat sent mom and daughter to take a shower together.   She and Bette laughed as the two women could be heard screaming at each other.

 

“I think that their relationship may be a bit strained, “ said Kat, laughing.  “The both of them will provide hours of fun back at the prison.  Victoria is so much fun to humiliate. I bet that I can bring her to total mental collapse within a few days.  I think the final insult was the satisfaction that her own daughter took from whipping her ass.”

 

Suddenly, they heard noise from the bathroom.  The mom and daughter were screaming at each other.  When Kat entered the bathroom, Vicky and Astor were rolling on the floor, with Astor on top.  She was slapping her mother’s tits and face.  They pulled Astor off. 

 

Bette took Astor to her room.  She told her to put on what she was wearing that day.  They packed a suitcase of lingerie.  “That is all you will need,” Bette said. “Don’t worry. If you want to beat your mom to a pulp, I will arrange it so that you get in the ring with her.  That will draw a big audience and you can have a ball.”  Astor liked that idea.

 

Kat held Vicky in her arms. She would switch back and forth from loving caretaker to vicious mistress.  That inconsistency would cause a weak woman like Vicky to fall apart.  Kat looked forward to that.  Vicky would become like a vibrator for Kat, a sexual tool with no personality, no purpose other than to please Kat.  She looked at Vicky and smiled.  What she saw was a walking cunt with great tits and a beautiful face.

 

“Don’t worry, Vicky dear.” I will take care of you.”

 

Vicky grabbed on to Kat and held her close. “Please don’t hurt me anymore. I have nothing left. I am a shell.”

 

“Yes, but such a pretty shell,” Kat thought to herself.

 

She gathered Vicky’s beautiful lingerie.   Kat couldn’t wait to have Vicky model it. She looked at Vicky’s ass, beautiful but red with welts.  She made a mental note that she wanted to fist Vicky’s asshole before it was stretched by dozens of cocks.  Then, she came upon the new nightgown and panties Vicky had bought. They were made for a goddess. Kat put them in her own bag.  Vicky would wear that outfit for her and no one else. 

 

She had Vicky put on the clothes she had worn that day: Damn, the bitch looked great in a slip! There was no time for that now. Kat looked out the window and saw the limo pull up to the building’s back entrance.  They put ball gags in the two women’s mouths and hand cuffed them together.  Quickly and silently they four women walked down the stairs and out the service door to the building.  They shoved Vicky and Astor into the car and they were off.  Vicky sat next to Kat and Aster sat with Bette.  Both mom and daughter stared at Kat.  This could be some triangle Kat thought to herself with a silent laugh.

 

In less than one hour, they arrived at the small airport.  The private cargo plane waited.  There were two coffins waiting for the two new prisoners.  They left the gags in place but removed the handcuffs.  One of the waiting men took out two hypodermic needles, one for each captive.  Soon they were both sleeping soundly, each in a well-ventilated coffin.  Before closing the lids, the pilot and his helper probed under each woman’s skirt. They each tasted both pussies, sucking their fingers approvingly.

 

 “Nice new meat,” was all they said. Kat knew that they would have their fun with the sleeping women during the flight.

 

“Don’t forget that they have to be in top shape for the family reunion with the husband and his girlfriend in two days. Damage the goods and there will be hell to pay.”

 

With that, the plane took off bringing Vicky and Astor to a life they could not fathom, even by the standards of the last 24 hours.  Before leaving, the pilot left Kat a manila folder with a new case: Arlene Gold, a 40-year-old accountant who had just had a new baby.  Someone wanted her to disappear.  No welcome party was planned, so there was no need to be careful physically. 

 

Kat and Bette looked at her pictures.  She had been a very pretty woman.  But she had let herself go with the pregnancy.  She had big tits that were swollen with milk and probably sagged.  There was nothing that Kat enjoyed punching more than big swollen tits Arlene’s belly was still soft and puffy. A soft belly could be as pleasing to punch as the tits. This case promised to be very enjoyable.

 

Arlene looked good enough in the pictures to be kept alive as a slave, but perhaps a more general servant as opposed to a sex slave, cooking and cleaning with only occasional butt fucking.  Arlene had an advertisement in the paper for a nanny/maid, which the girls answered.  They would have some fun with her before taking her down.

 

They rang the bell to Arlene’s home and she answered.  The baby was away with a relative, so the girls could have Arlene’s undivided attention.  She wore a business suit, but had taken the jacket off.  She had on a white see-through blouse with a white lace bra underneath. Her knee-length skirt was linen and wrinkled..  She had on ugly shoes and dark hose.  Kat thought that she could make out the outline of a garter belt under the skirt.  Kat hoped so.  This cow would look hilarious in a sexy garter belt.

 

Kat explained that she was the job applicant.  Bette had given her a ride.  Arlene sneered at her. The two women definitely appeared to Arlene to be low class

 

“Do you have an education?“ she asked. “I am very particular about who will stay with my little Evelyn.”

 

“Just a high school education, “ replied Kat.

 

Arlene’s skirt rode up and Kat could see that she did have a garter belt holding up her hose.  Kat could hardly contain herself.  She looked at the woman’s big soft belly, wondering how many fists to the belly she could handle before passing out. 

 

“You know that being my maid is also part of the job.  Cleaning the bathroom and my laundry would be part of it.  My personal undergarments you will have to do by hand.”

 

Kat looked at her smiling. “I would love to wash your panties and bras. It would be such a treat.”

 

“Are you being sarcastic, young lady?  Frankly, I think I had in mind someone very different from you, someone more cultured and educated.”

 

“I have just one question,” Kat said:  “How are you going to maintain you condescending demeanor, rolling on the floor, stripped, trying to defend your tits and cunt?’

 

Arlene turned white.  She started to back up.

 

“You fat pig! We are going to take you apart piece by piece” The two women came at Arlene. Kat shoved her against the wall, banging her head.  Arlene became a little dizzy.  She felt still worse as Bette slapped her face repeatedly.  Kat slowly lifted her skirt.  She had on big white panties with lace trim, a white garter belt and dark hose. Her belly was huge and soft.  It barely fit in her panties.

 

“Be my guest,” Bette said.  Kat got in the first punch just below the waistband. Her fist penetrated deep. Like punching marshmallows.  Bette followed with a punch jus a bit lower.  Kat continued with one just above her mound and Bette with one right in the cunt.

Arlene’s eyes bulged as she gasped for breath. Her face turned white.

They would not let Arlene fall.  Bette held her by the hair as they removed her skirt and blouse. Kat ripped off her bra, exposing big hanging tits with huge nipples. The girls used the bitch’s tits like punching bags.  It was so nice banging those hanging tits from side to side.  Arlene’s legs were buckling as her knees spread wide.  Kat put her knee hard to the bitch’s cunt.  She felt Arlene’s fat cunt lips squash.  They left the cow in her panties and garter belt.  She looked so ridiculous in those garments; they did not want to remove them.

 

A knee to the belly by Bette and they let her drop to the floor.  Arlene tried to crawl away and Kat followed kicking her fat ass.  “So I am good enough to wash your dirty panties.  With that Kat inserted her shoe from behind between Arlene’s thighs and kicked her cunt.  The woman howled.  “Moo, you cow. Moo.”

 

Obediently, Arlene let out a mooing sound. Finally, they threw her on her back.  Bette sat on her face looking at Kat who had Arlene’s legs spread. Finally Kat pulled off Arlene’s big panties, leaving her garters in place.  She shoved her fist into the fat bitch’s pussy.  It was still stretched from the pregnancy.  She easily fit her fist in up to the wrist.  Kat dug her nails into the sides of the bitch’s cunt as Bette smothered Arlene’s face with her ass. Bette reached down and twisted Arlene’s nipples.

 

The huntresses took their time with their captive.  Arlene’s cunt was badly cut from Kat’s fingernails.  Bette’s ass allowed her barely enough air to stay alive. Arlene managed to survive until the limo came. They had her put on her panties and bra. Then, they had her put a raincoat on top, in case anyone saw her leave the house.  They got her in the car and removed the coat.  The driver and his assistant had a good laugh.  Kat entertained them by fisting Arlene’s ass and pussy all the way to the airport.

 

“You disgusting pig,” Kat said. When we get you to where you are going, I am going to see to it that your job is cleaning bathrooms.”

 

When they got to the airport, Kat insisted on giving Arlene her shot and did it painfully in her pussy.

 

She was quickly out.  Kat gave her sleeping body one more belly punch for the road. 

“This insulting cunt is going to be my personal punching bag.”

 

This time, Bette and Kat accompanied the new prisoner to the island.  Katrina was looking forward to seeing how sweet Vicky and Astor had survived their first day in prison and their introduction to the warden.  She was sure that their assholes were no longer as tight at before. The family reunion was the next day. Kat was looking forward to the event, but she hoped that it did not push Vicky over the edge.  Kat wanted that job for herself.

 

 

To be continued