The New World

Date: sun 26th October 2008 07:01:36 -0700 (PDT)

From: Sharon Pinder <pin121@yahoo.com>

Subject: THE NEW WORLD

Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains

descriptions of explicit sexual acts between

women.  If this type of

content offends you or you are under the age of 18

do not read it.

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The same rules as before Leeanne. You may read but not touch. Once you have emailed you may then touch, but if your email fails to please, then I guess Leeanne will be written out……..

The New World

Part Eight

Leeanne’s mind was confused and in a state of panic. She was laid out on a rubber surfaced examination table. Her arms were secured to the table with handcuffs, and her ankles raised into stirrups. The stirrups forced her legs to be parted, revealing her most intimate parts to the two older girls who looked down on her. “It is so nice to see you again sis” Jane said smiling down at her prostrate sister, and as she spoke she traced a finger round one of her victim’s nipples. Despite herself Leeanne felt the nipple respond to the touch, and swell. Her mind, of which she was still in some control, reeled at what had been inflicted on her, but even the revulsion seem to be lessening.

Sharon’s finger traced a circle round the neglected nipple, which to respond like its twin. Then almost at the same moment both girls pinched hard into the engorged nipple, causing the skin to redden, but to their delight, the swelling increased. “I can never get over how well the gas works” Jane said smiling down at her sister. “We don’t get many virgins here, but that just makes you all the more special, and sweeter that you will never know the feeling of hard cock inside that sweet pussy sis” As she spoke Sharon lent down and brought her lips closer to her new subs. Leeanne wanted to look away, but her minds power seemed to be diminishing and she remained still, so the tip of Sharon’s tongue could trace the outline of her lips. Leeanne found her she was parting her lips, without bidding, and she felt the breath of the other girl, as her tongue invaded Leeanne’s mouth. She felt hands running through her hair, holding her head still, to enable the invasion of her mouth to proceed with no resistance. A resistance that was shrinking with each new act and leaving little left in the young girl.

Just as soon as it had begun, the kiss ended. She watched as Sharon straightened up, smiling down at her new pet. The next sensation was of the parting her lips, forcing her mouth open. Then she felt fabric being forced into her open mouth. Her eyes revealing them to be panties. Panties with a scent and wetness.  Leeanne was being gagged, but with a pair of her sisters panties. Ones that had been worn while Jane played with herself, so the scent the victim found filling her was that of her sisters own juices. Panties with the white stains of Jane’s fresh moisture, and the brown stains of a days wear.

A hand ran its fingers through Leeanne’s pubic hair, teasing it and stretching it, pulling it. At times she felt like it was going to be pulled free, but then it would ease off. Her mind was struggling to resist, but she felt that slipping away. Instead she found a new sensation growing from with in her. Her own body’s betrayal as the pain became an aphrodisiac, as it brought the merest traces of wetness to her pussy, as she felt butterflies come alive with in her tummy.

She wanted to be kissed again, but she was to be denied this, for the time being. Her next sensation was of a greater pain screaming out from her nipples, as her Mistress clamped two crocodile clips, one to each raised nipple. The sharp metal teeth bit into the tender skin and she was sure blood had been drawn.  But with each increase in the amount of pain she was bestowed with, her resistance lessened. Her wetness was becoming more noticeable, as her lips expanded from the blood racing into them and her growing arousal. Mistress Jane looked down at her sisters exposed pussy, and could see the traces of moisture on the soft delicate skin, and knew her sister was slipping into the new life that awaited her. She knew that Leeanne was becoming the sub she so wanted her Sharon to enjoy. It felt only right that they should keep their subs within the family.

Jane stepped back to watch and to allow her girl friend the pleasure of her sister. Sharon’s had slowly moved down through the pubic hair, “this needs removing” was her only comment, as her fingers moved out of the small delicate forest of hair and into the wet swamps that awaited her inspection. Leeanne sensed the fingers downwards movement, and her final resistance crumbled, beaten down by the drugs and she wanted those fingers inside her. Deep inside her, she wanted to be penetrated, abused and sullied. She sensed the fingers sliding into her wetness, that had now grown from a small trickle into a small river. Soon the dam would break and that river would become a torrent. She felt her lips being rubbed between two fingers, her own juices acting as a lubricant. She knew soon the fingers would be inside her, as her own fingers had done, when she had been home safe and sound. When her fantasies had been of cock, and not of her own sister’s or her mistress’s pussies.

The scents from the pantie gag filled her nostril and as she struggled to swallow, she could feel small flakes of dirt and cream coming away from the material and being carried down into her throat.

The fingers exploration stopped, and she sensed her lips being parted. Her next sensation was of a solid object, its tip around the entrance to her most private alter. She felt her juices lubricate it, as it sought entry into the wet cavern. She felt herself being stretched as the hard object continued its journey into her. She had never felt anything so hard and so smooth inside her, but her mind screamed for it to fill her. She felt it slide in deeper, and a short sharp pain as her virginity was broken. The invader went in deeper, and she felt herself being filled. She tried to push her self down onto the object with her muscles, but she couldn’t impale herself hard enough. The vibrator reached its full limit, and she felt the vibration fill her as the device was switched on. They had saved the cherry on the cake till last. Her dam finally broke and she felt a torrent gush from her. She moaned against her sister’s panties as she came, the pain becoming part of the pleasure, and her mind seeming to explode.

The two doms watched as their new toy came, as she screamed against the pantie gag. They knew they were well along the road they had mapped out for Leeanne.

The vibration stopped as the toy was withdrawn, its plastic surface lubricated in fresh juices and traces of blood. Leeanne sank back into her own world, one where she would be pleasured again in that way. The nipple clamps continued to induce the pain, and that just served to make her wetter, if that was possible?

Sharon fetched two more clips from a drawer and these where placed onto Leeanne’s inflamed lips. She felt the sharp metal teeth bite into her most delicate flesh, and fresh pain exploded through her mind. But the pain equalled pleasure and the wetness from within her grew once more.

Sharon looked over as her girl friend brought two mounting stalls and placed them on the floor, each side her sister’s head. Sharon walked to the head of the table and straddled the table’s occupant by standing on the stools. Her Basque allowed her own pussy to be exposed, and this she held over Leeanne’s face. Jane removed the soiled gag, and watched as the pussy was lowered just out of tongues reach. Leeanne looked up, her vision filled with the sight of her mistress most private parts, held just out of her reach. She had no idea why, but she just knew she wanted to drink of that fountain. Her tongue flicked out, wanting to touch but unable to reach,

Sharon lowered her wet flesh to within reach of her subs tongue. Leeanne reached out and her tongues tip tasted its first female juices. As her tongue gently touched Sharon’s lips, she felt the wet pussy lower onto her. Her entire world became filled with the musk of her mistress’s scents, and her mouth drank from the fountain of juices that ran from those lips. Leanne suckled on the fleshing offerings, as her own juices once again turned into a torrent. As she suckled on those lips, her mistress looked on at her girl friend, who had could no longer stand and watch. She had crossed to where her mother lay over the vaulting horse. From her groin a phallic object stood proud, shiny from lubricants. The pain her mother had been lost in expanded as her anal pussy was abused and filled with the largest strap on to date. Once more she was stretched, almost to a point she would not have believed possible, and as the strap on pumped into her, she felt sharp nails of her mistresses ungloved hands rake and raised blood in welts on her backs skin.  Mother and daughter were abused, and shared a mutual world of pain, servitude and pleasure.  As mother and daughter became inhabitants of a new world, but on a path that still had many miles, and many new sensations to bring them.

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