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NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE
By Charles E. Campbell
CHAPTER 28
TANYA AND THE REUNION / KERI MEETS THE TWINS
As they were about to get in the car, Tanya reached in a picked up slut’s red satin lined black leather cape. Standing up, she tossed it across the roof of the low slung Viper. slut put it across her shoulders and tied the leather laces snugly at her neck Then she got into the car a fired up the powerful motor. Putting the transmission in gear, she eased the car out of the parking space and headed down the road for their destination in Boston Harbor, where the charter boat was boarding for her class reunion out in the bay.
Keri had already become quite uncomfortable locked in the stocks in Mistress Tanya’s dungeon. The holes for her wrists and neck were never sanded smoothly, let alone lined. So the coarse wood scrapped and chaffed her delicate skin. The position the stocks forced her in was already causing severe cramping in her lower back as well as in the backs of her thighs, and while she had freedom of movement with her feet and legs, each change of position only eased her pain for short period of time. There was a clock on the mantle piece over the fireplace, and it’s steady relentless ticking echoed through the room, but diabolically, Tanya had placed Keri in the stocks so that she could hear, but not see the clock. Tears began to fill the frightened girl’s eyes. No longer was she filled with the sense of excitement and glee that she had when she watched slut’s brutal flogging or when she herself had sucked off the thick cock of Mistress Tanya and swallowed Her seed. Now she was involved in a terrible mind fuck, the first she had ever been made to experience, and she wasn’t sure she would be able to endure the evening.
Tanya made slut drive secondary roads to the dock. She had undone the snap and zipper of Her pants and had extracted Her large cock and balls, freeing them from the constricting confines of the skin tight leather. “Play with Me,” She ordered. In between shifting and downshifting, slut’s right hand was busy stroking Tanya and playing with Her shaved ball sac. Whenever pre-cum would weep from the slit at the top of the pinkish red head, slut would wipe it off with her finger, and then suck her finger clean, before resuming her ministrations.
The drive took the better part of ninety minutes, before they reached the valet parking for the boat. Valets opened both slut’s and Tanya’s doors for them. A parking stub was placed in slut’s hand, and she handed the valet a twenty, which he deftly palmed as she admonished him, “Treat it like it was yours, and this will be doubled.”
“Yes Ma’am,” he answered eagerly, getting into the sleek car.
The valet gently pulled the car away and Tanya said, “Come to Me, slut.”
“Yes, Mistress.” slut took three steps and stood before Tanya.
“Lift your skirt, cunt!”
“As You wish, Mistress.”
Pushing the sides of the cape back, slut lifted her skirt, exposing her sex and the steel that adorned it. Tanya unclipped the dog leash from the ring in slut’s collar, and reattached it to the ring in her clit. With a tug to see that it was secure, Tanya lead slut across the sidewalk and down the gangway to the boat.
The boat was a very large charter, not ever used for fishing, but rather for large occasions, weddings, anniversaries, Bar Mitzvahs and the like. A bit over 130 feet long with two enclosed decks and one completely open. Being that the evening chill hadn’t set in just yet, most of the reunion attendees were gathered on the open deck, enjoying drinks and conversing. Tanya lead slut up the stairs leading to the open deck by her leash.
“Nicole, Nicole,” Barry called out excitedly as he ran over to greet her. “I didn’t think you’d come, you’d come.” Then hurriedly he added, “But I’m glad you did. Glad!”
It was then that Barry noticed the tall woman accompanying slut. “Hi, I’m Barry, I’m a friend of Nicole’s. Friend of Nicole’s. Were you in our class too?”
“No, I was not,” Tanya answered politely. “My name is Tanya, and if you would be a dear and please be so kind as to get us some drinks? I would just adore love a Singapore Sling and slu..........I mean, nicole,” She caught Herself, “nicole would like to have a sparkling water on the rocks.”
“Sure. Sure. I’ll go get those for you. For you. Be happy to. Happy.” And turning heel Barry set off in the direction of one of the many bars set up on the boat, with a decided spring in his step a broad toothy smile lighting up his face, while Tanya looked for and found an empty table with four seats.
As they settled into the deck chairs, Tanya said, “It’s not too cool on the water yet, remove your cape. Let’s see how Barry reacts to those marks on your breasts.”
slut reached up and untied the cape letting it slip off her shoulders and come to rest on the back of the chair. “As You wish, Mistress,” she replied, her breast bar and the fresh welts on her chest now very visible what with the unbuttonable blouse.
“And just to spice things up a bit, slave, I want you to come on to Barry. Flirt with him. Swoon over him. Maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll allow you to suck him off!” Tanya laughed wickedly, knowing how distasteful this had to be to slut.
“As You wish, Mistress,” slut answered feebly. she knew at that instant that Tanya planned to make her suck off the repulsive slug, and she had no recourse but to obey.
The line at the bar had delayed Barry, but he came back proudly, strutting like a peacock, the drinks in hand. Tanya smiled as She watched his eyes grow noticeably wider when he caught sight of slut’s open blouse. “Here’s your drinks, your drinks,” he repeated, unable to get his eyes from the ravaged skin of slut’s chest.
Barry took a seat across from slut, his eyes never straying from her open blouse. “Like what you see, Barry?” Tanya asked lightly.
“Um........I........I......um........are you okay, Nicole,” he finally asked?
“Yes, Barry, thank you for asking. I’m fine.”
“B.....but your chest.......you’re ch....chest. It’s......it is all cut up. Cut up. It wasn’t like that last night. Last night”
“I whipped her, Barry,” Tanya said glibly, looking at slut, who’s head was bowed in humbled disgrace. “It was quite the nasty whip too, I might add. I thought she’d be more interesting to look at with a few decorations across her tits. Don’t you agree? Oh, and by the way, she no longer answers to Nicole. her name now is slut, and it’s a very fitting name for a sex slave like her”
Barry’s eyes never left the welts, his brain straining to assimilate the information he had heard and was seeing. Just then two loud blasts from the ship’s horn announced that the boat was pulling away from the dock, and would be heading out into the bay.
In the meantime, little Keri was now a sobbing, shaking, pathetic creature. Her discomfort was more than any she had yet to endure. Her crying sobs and the ticking of the clock the only sounds. Then, suddenly, she heard a door close. Instantly she fought to control her sobs as she tried to listen closely for more. At first, she heard nothing else, then came the sound of a tapping of heels on the wood floors. In fact, it sounded like two sets of heels.
Keri became excited, happy and secure in the knowledge that slut and Tanya had returned, and she would no longer be alone and would soon be released from the stocks. Abruptly, the tapping stopped, right outside the door to the room Keri was in. A few minutes passed before she heard the sound of the door handle turning. Positioned as she was, it was impossible for the young girl to see who had joined her, although she had, quite naturally assumed it to be Tanya and slut, as she had no idea as to how much time had passed since they had left her there alone in her bondage. She could hear the sound of the heels tapping closer towards her and the sound of the door closing. She wanted so badly to call out to slut, but forced herself to remain quite, hoping that it might win her some favor with Mistress Tanya.
She could sense that the two women had stopped right behind her, but she couldn’t get her head around far enough to see them. She felt two hands caressing the backs of her taut legs, lightly sliding inside her thighs, over her pussy, around up her belly to her small breasts. It felt wonderful, and made Keri completely forget the cramps in her legs and back from the barbaric stocks. The hands continued to explore her soft skin and not completely formed curves, pinching her pebble hard nipples, tugging on her thick outer labia, teasing her puckered rosebud rear hole.
Keri was moaning softly, consumed by the gentle touches, succumbing to the arousal that was building in her. “Having fun, are we, pet?” a strange voice asked, shocking Keri from her dream state. A tall, extremely skinny, young girl stepped in front of the bound girl allowing Keri to see who was there. She was dressed casually in a oversized white tee shirt, faded jeans, black Converse, and she had long straight jet black hair. Both of her ears bore multiple piercings, as did her lower lip, eyebrows, and large thick ring in her septum. Two fine gold chains looped from the rings in each nostril to her each ear.“I’m Jennie,” she said, excitement evident in her tone. “My sister and I are here to see that you don’t get too lonely while Tanya is out.”
The hand that was caressing Keri’s ass slowly slid up her spine until it reached the wood of the stocks. “I’m Jeri,” the other girl said as she came in front of Keri to stand next to her sister. The two girls were identical twins, although clones would have been a more accurate description. But they had gone to great lengths to disguise this fact. Where Jennie’s hair had been dyed jet black, Jeri’s had been dyed surfer bleached blonde, and her smooth ghostly pale skin was completely devoid of any metal jewelry at all. Jeri was dressed like her sister, excepting for the tee shirt and sneakers. While Jennie’s tee was white, Jeri’s was black. And while Jennie’s Con’s were black, her sister’s were white. Each had only one side of the popular Yan and Yang symbol printed on the front of their shirt. So that when they were apart, they represented only half of the popular symbol, but together, they represented the balance and equilibrium long associated with the icon.
“We’ve never had the opportunity to enjoy playing with someone so young before, have we Jeri?” Jennie asked, as she put her arm around her sister, pulling her close and licking her cheek slowly, sensuously, deliberately.
Jeri’ turned her head and sucked the pink tongue into her mouth. In a practiced fluid motion, she slid her hand up underneath her sister’s baggy tee shirt. A few moments later, they broke the embrace and she replied, panting, “No. This one is by far the youngest, unless of course you count all the time we spent together when we were younger!” They both enjoyed a mutual hearty laugh at that quip, leaving Keri puzzled at the implication.
The twins stood stock still in front of Keri, until an all but imperceptible nod from Jennie caused them both to pull their tee shirts up over the heads in unison, revealing their completely flat chests. Their bony rib cages topped by small puffy nipples jutting out slightly from the two pale chests, the only variance in their appearance being that Jennie had three rings piercing each nipple, and her sister’s flesh had not been touched. Their narrow waists the obvious sign of severe anorexia.
After allowing Keri to take in the stark sight of the titless chests, Jennie and Jeri knelt as one and untied their Cons, then they stood and kicked them off, flinging them to the side of the room. The jeans were next, in a rehearsed unison, they were at once, unbuttoned and sliding down the narrow hips, landing at their feet. Again, the girls were identical, with smooth ghostly pale hairless mounds with clearly defined slits from which subtle hints of pink could be seen. Fragile spindly legs supported hips with the bones poking out seemingly all over. Jennie, continuing her overly obvious addiction to steel, had a pussy bedecked in rings, bars, studs, and grommets. Her inner and outer labia, her clitoris, the clit hood, and the mound itself were literally festooned with over a dozen piercings. A thin gold chain wrapped around her pencil thin waist, hanging atop the bony protuberances of her hips. More thin chains hung from the waist chain and were attached to rings in her labia and clit hood Her sister’s sex, on the other hand, was unadorned. Unblemished.
Keri looked in total disbelief at the sight, and just then, the girls faced each other and began to kiss each other. Tenderly, softly, ever so gently at first, almost timidly, but then rapidly escalating in intensity. Hands furiously probing pussys, breasts, buttocks. Tongues entwined, probing then inner most recesses of wet warm mouths. Eerie, animal like, guttural moans began to fill Keri’s ears as drops of blood started to appear at the conjoined mouths. Their passion’s crescendo flying out of control, until they both screamed and once and broke the embrace. Blood flowing freely from torn lips and punctured tongues. Keri’s eyes became saucers as the sisters smiled proudly, revealing blood covered fangs instead of normal incisors. The blood from Jeri’s ripped lip dripping down onto her chest. The ruby red liquid in harsh contrast with the snow white skin.
A strong shiver runs through Keri’s bond body as the reality of her circumstances envelopes her. Naked, locked in the stocks, alone with two sado-masochist women, completely at their mercy. Jeri bent over, and cupping Keri’s jaw, she kissed her full on the mouth, the blood from her torn lip and bleeding tongue smearing Keri’s face. The taste of blood filled her mouth as Jeri kept kissing her, sucking Keri’s thick and meaty pouting lower lip into her mouth and teasing it with the sharp fangs. Keri screamed into the mouth that covered hers as one of Jeri’s fangs punctured her lip and tore through the sensitive skin on the inside of her li .Jeri sucked greedily at the blood that poured from the wound, savoring it, swallowing it, before biting into bit into the soft lip a second time. Keri was thrashing wildly about in the stocks trying to pull away from the facial destruction.
At that moment, Keri’s ass lit up with fire as Jennie began to whip her ass with a wet rattan cane. Rapid hard strokes stripped the fleshy orbs as Jeri bit her two more times, puncturing the lip right through each time. When finally the twins halted their assault, Keri’s mouth was bleeding steadily from the four holes Jeri had bitten into her lower lip, and her ass was ablaze in pain from dozens of welts that Jennie had deemed to adorned the tortured skin with.
Keri was beyond hysterical in her crying screaming state. Completely nonchalant and oblivious to the young slaves current state, Jeri and Jennie lit up cigarettes and watched Keri with great satisfaction and amusement.
At long last, Keri’s crying subdued to the point where she was able to focus on the twins as they were finishing their cigarettes. “I don’t see an ashtray, Jennie,” Jeri noticed, looking around the room.
“No problem, sis, you may use mine,” Jennie replied, as she bent over and spread her ass cheeks towards Keri. Keri watched in absolute horror as Jeri took one last long drag on her cigarette, causing the tip to glow an angry orange, and then she slowly pushed in up into her sister’s gaping pussy, snuffing it out. A slight whimper escaped from Jennie as the hot ember burned the inner corridor of her sex, and a distinct odor of charred flesh hit Keri’s nose, causing her to try to breath through her mouth only.
Jeri left the cigarette stub inside her sister as asked, as she eyed Keri, “What should you do with yours, Big Sister?”
As she stood up straight, Jennie looked from her twin to the helpless slave and replied, “I’m sure we all know the answer to that!”
Instantly Keri started screaming, begging for mercy. She offered anything she had, anything at all in bribes to avoid suffering the fate she had just seen. She cried out that she would lick their pussies, their asses, drink their piss, eat their shit. She pleaded with Jennie to whip her, severely, until she was bleeding. To whip her cunt, her tits, her belly, anything.
All of her carrying on was, of course, falling on deaf ears. Jennie’s mind was made up, and nothing would change it. “Come, come, little one. It’s not that bad. You saw me do it.”
This just made Keri cry out all the louder, and try to break free of the stocks. Her neck and wrists now chaffed through, were bleeding as Jennie took her place behind the bent over slave. One last deep pull on the cigarette, and Jennie stubbed it out on Keri’s pubic mound, barely an inch above her nervously hiding clit. Keri’s screams were not too strong, as her raspy hoarse voice had been strained past it’s limit. Jeri leaned over and kissed Keri’s mouth, her tongue searching deep into the recesses of Keri’s mouth, while Jennie spread Keri’s cheeks and began lapping at the tightly puckered rear hole, lubing it up with copious amounts of saliva. Her tongue forcing it’s way into the musky passage. The hole well lubed, Jennie held the extinguished cigarette stub against Keri’s anus, and shoved it way up into the girl’s ass, as far as her finger would allow it to go.
“Wanna play with her some more, Little Sis?” Jennie asked Jeri rhetorically. Keri began crying again in earnest.
As Jennie and Jeri were carrying out their diabolical games with Keri, Barry’s awkward silence was broken by the arrival of a grotesquely over weight visitor to the table where Tanya, Barry and slut were sitting. “Barry? Nicole?” She queried in a gratingly high pitched nasal voice. “Remember me? I’m Gretchen Ogilsby. Remember?”
Barry seemed to recognize her instantly, while slut had some trouble putting a face with the behemoth that stood in front of them. Dressed in a loose bright multi-colored floral print muu muu, which barely was able to conceal the massive rolls of flesh that oozed around her belly and ass, her dirty blonde hair greasy and in dire need of shampoo, Gretchen waited patiently for an acknowledgment of some kind. Finally slut remembered her. The girl had always been plagued with a weight problem, but the battle had obviously been lost quite some time ago. Her makeup was over done with a cherry red lipstick coating her thick lips. Mascara, eye liner, and sparkles heavily coated her eyes. Her thick, dry, heavily calloused feet were shod in sandals that had broken down from the weight they were supporting.
“Oh sure, Gretch. I remember,” Barry said, “We had that old fruit bake Baker for English 10.”
“That’s right, Barry,” Gretchen returned, ecstatic that someone remembered her.
slut had never had the bad luck to be in any classes with Gretchen, and only knew of the girl because she had a really bad reputation dating back to ninth grade. So desperate for acceptance, Gretchen was known for her open willingness to perform just about any act anyone had asked of her. Rumors had abounded in high school that she pulled a train for the whole varsity football team homecoming night after a big win. All thirty six members of the team supposedly partook of her generous charms. At a sweet sixteen party the following year, she supposedly sucked off a standard poodle while everyone at the party egged her on. One story even had her sucking on soiled tampons from the Varsity Cheerleaders while the squad took turns urinating on her naked body. slut was instantly struck by the irony that now it was she who routinely did things far more extreme than what Gretchen had been accused of in those stories, and on a regular basis! And to judge by the way Gretchen was ogling the welts on slut’s tits, this irony wasn’t lost on her as well.
Tanya moved in Her chair and caught slut’s eye. With an all but imperceptible glance towards Barry, She indicated that She wanted slut to start fawning over him. slut picked up on the nuance, and placing her hand on Barry’s right thigh, fairly close to the hip, she looked him in the eye and said, “I had Baker for English 11, but I thought he was really nice.”
Barry squirmed at the soft touch of slut’s hand on his thigh, and he recoiled slightly. Gretchen grabbed a chair from a nearby table when it’s occupant got up. Uninvited, she put the chair on the opposite side of Barry from where slut was seated. A server brought a tray of hot hors d’oeuvres to them. Gretchen grabbed five or six of the mini hot dogs and dipped them in the spicy mustard. Tanya passed on the offering, while Barry politely waited for slut to take one before taking one himself. Barry ate his right away, while slut watched. When he was done, she offered her’s to him, saying, “Here, why don’t you eat this, I’m really not hungry.” slut held the morsel out, and as Barry leaned over and opened his mouth to take it off the toothpick, slut positioned it exactly so that his lips gently brushed her finger tips as he removed it from the pick. Barry turned a bright crimson, embarrassed by the feel of slut’s fingers to his lips. slut just smiled provocatively, knowingly.
“Shall i call the server over for some more, Barry?” slut asked, rubbing her hand along the inside of his thigh, closer to the groin this time.
“N...no...thank you Nicole,” he stammered, very flushed and flustered now.
“Her name is no longer Nicole, Barry. I thought you understood that,” Tanya said, in a noticeably lower voice. “her name is slut now, because that’s what her Owner has decreed it to be, and that’s what she really is, isn’t it, cunt?”
Bowing her head, ashamed, slut replied, “Yes Mistress Tanya. my name is now slut, because my owner has graciously given it to me to describe what i am for Her.”
“What?” Gretchen chimed in almost choking on one of her mustard coated hot dogs.
“I’m sure slut would be more than happy to explain it to you, uh, Gretchen is it?”
“Yes, my name is Gretchen,” she barked, noticeably put off that Tanya was speaking down to her.
“slut......” Tanya prodded.
“i am a sex slave, Gretchen, slut began softly, wholly embarrassed at having to reveal herself to the fat bitch. “ Wholly owned by Mistress Ilsa of New York i am Her’s in every sense of the word. To do with as She wishes. And as She sees fit. i belong to Her as a dog or cat would to it’s Owner. Totally entrusted to Her care.” A different, much more definitive tone had replaced slut’s original timidity. A proudness, a boldness. Assuredness. slut straightened up in her chair. she felt the wetness building deep in her slit.
“Actually more like cattle or some other type of living property. A point of fact, even a common household pet would have a much higher status than a common sex slave would be entitled to.” Tanya interrupted.
“Yes, Mistress. Living property,” she agreed almost arrogantly. “i am entitled to nothing really. Only to that which Mistress Ilsa wishes for me. my existence is solely to please Her. To do Her bidding is what i am for. There is no other reason for me to be.”
“No fucking way,” Gretchen exploded, drawing the attention of everyone around them. Of course once they all saw who it was, they disregarded her en masse. She glared at the gawkers, and growled, “What the fuck are you lookin’ at Andy, ya dumb ass fucking piece of shit. Mind yer own fucking business, okay, shithead?” And then she leaned in closer to slut, asking, “What kinds of things have you done, bitch?”
slut looked towards Tanya, who gave a nod with Her head.
“i proudly wear scars in my breasts that Mistress Ilsa deigned to decorate me with by Her own hand. . One breast bears scars from Her scourge, while she carved the designs in the other one with a razor knife. i wear multiple piercings in my cunt and breasts, and Mistress had a thick bar, of Her own design, skewered through both breasts, with thick half rings hanging underneath, see,” slut offered, pulling her blouse open so that Gretchen could see the scars and the breast bar.
Gretchen was rendered speechless, as slut let the blouse close.
“i have been lent out by Mistress Ilsa, and by my former Owner as well, to both men and women for their pleasure, whether it be for pleasure, or my pain. i have received formal training in oral pleasuring techniques for both men and women. There have been many times when I have been exhibited both publicly and privately in front of people both in the scene, and people who are of the vanilla world.” slut paused for a moment before her final revelation, the memory still haunting her. “i.....i nailed another slave to a cross. i.......i ......hel.......helped to cr.......crucify her for my Mistress.” slut’s head sank down towards her chest as the mere mention of the deed brought back her horror of the spectacle she had been a part of. “It was after that,” she continued, “That i became the property of Mistress Ilsa.,”
“You’ve got me fucking hot, cunt!” Then to Tanya, “Can I get a piece of her?”
“No, I don’t think so,” She replied icily.
“Why the fuck not, bitch.” Then laughing aloud as she reached over and grabbed slut’s breast bar through her blouse, “May be I can teach her a move or two.”
With a quick swipe of Tanya’s hand, She batted Gretchen’s hand away, hard. Gretchen grabbed her wounded hand in pain. “My reasons are My concern, not your’s. But if it will make you feel better, I’m going to order slut to suck Barry’s dick, and I’ll allow you to watch. Maybe you’ll pick up a few pointers on the proper techniques of fellatio, although looking at you, I would doubt you’d get much opportunity to utilize them.”
Gretchen’s hand flew out to slap Tanya across the face, but the Amazonian shemale was much quicker, and stronger, catching Gretchen’s wrist mid-swing, and twisted up and it back very hard, pulling the hand down under the table to keep it all discrete. It all happened so fast no one else was even aware of what had taken place.
Tanya tightened Her grip, twisting the wrist watching woith a sinister smile as Gretchen winced from the sharp pain. “Now, get up quietly, and leave us alone, pig. You disgust Me. This mere slave is far more valuable than you could ever dream be. her position in life is of a status you could never attain, even in your wildest dreams.”
One subtle but forceful jerk of Tanya’s hand, and Gretchen stood. Tanya let go, and Gretchen grabbed her sore wrist with her other hand, and gathering her wounded pride, she said coldly, “Good evening,” and she left the table.
“slut, take Barry to the men’s room and suck his cock. Take your time with him, so he will have something memorable to remember you by.”
“Yes, Mistress,” slut replied, as she stood up.
“Oh, and Barry?” Tanya said.
“Yes, Tanya?”
“Don’t come back here with her. I really don’t enjoy your miserable company. In fact, you bore Me”
“Y.....yes, Ma’am. Yes Ma’am”, he stuttered, still noticeably shaken by the events he had just witnessed
“Oh, and slut, one more thing.”
“Yes, Mistress,” she asked, turning to face the Domme.
“Keep his cum in your mouth until you get back. You will swallow it only when I say you may. Understood?”
“Clearly, Mistress.”
Barry and slut headed off to find the men’s room as Tanya smiled, reveling in and savoring Her Dominance.
By this time, Jennie and Jeri had removed their helpless victim from the stocks. They had made her bend over an ottoman, so that her ass was sticking out, invitingly. Jeri had buckled on a leather harness equipped with a long, 2" diameter, hard, clear plastic dildo protruding from the front and she was alternating turns assaulting Keri’s pussy and then her ass with it. Jennie had positioned herself sitting on the floor in front of Keri and was enjoying the young girl’s oral ministrations to her sex, while she controlled Keri’s face by holding onto the hair on either side of her head. Jeri was whipping her sister’s flat chest at the same time, bringing it to a bright shade of pink with a short flogger.
Jeri’s strap-on was ravaging the young girl’s tight ass, stretching and tearing it. Blood coated the phallus when Jeri fucked the rear hole, and then she would switch holes, using Keri’s pussy to clean the blood off the dildo. Jennie pulled Keri’s face tightly in to her crotch as she began pissing in the girl’s mouth. “You told us you wanted to drink our piss, so swallow it down, you ignorant cunt. Savor the sweet taste of my nectar, and take comfort from the privilege of being allowed to drink it”
Keri began choking as the hot acrid stream flooded her mouth. She did her best to drink it all, but there was an overflow that leaked past her lips. Jeri stopped fucking Keri and began to flail her back with the flogger as she watched her sister piss in the young girl’s mouth. Keri’s back was instantly on fire, causing her to scream, and that made her choke on the urine which seemed to be pouring into her mouth even harder now.
Jennie could contain herself no more and screamed “Fuck Me!” as she came. Keri didn’t stop lapping at the sopping wet pussy in her face until Jennie pulled back on the hair she still held in her hands. Jeri yanked the plastic invader from Keri’s ravaged ass and unbuckled the strap on harness. Little Keri’s asshole had been stretched open and was now an obscenely gaping hole.
“She can take more,” Jeri said to her sister as she went to find an inflatable butt plug.
Keri looked up and saw the huge black rubber plug with the hose and bulb dangling down. “Ask me nicely, little one, and I’ll give you something to remember us by.”
Whimpering, Keri mumbled, “Please put that plug in my ass, Ma’am.”
“Certainly, but you’d do well to lube it up first,” Jeri answered. Spreading Keri’s legs wider apart, Jeri rubbed the plug along her soaking wet slit, coating it with her juices until, it glistened and gleamed with Keri’s natural lubricant.
Jennie reached around the still bent over slave and spread Keri’s cheeks for her sister, who positioned the black plug at the still gaping hole and shoved it in. She met resistance when the plug was about three inches in, but with a hard shove, she drove it home, and Keri yelped in pain.
Jeri handed the bulb to Keri and said, “Impress me, or I’ll pump it myself!”
“Y....yes, Ma’am,” she whispered, raking the bulb.
Gradually, Keri started pumping the inflatable plug in her ass. Each squeeze made it noticeably thicker, and increased the pressure in her already well abused rear tunnel.
Jeri and Jennie were quiet, listening to the sounds of the bulb being squeezed and Keri crying as she opened herself wider with each one.
“Five more pumps, then you may stop, slave,” Jeri said. Keri was trembling now, her entire body shaking from the pain, but she pumped the bulb five more times as instructed.
Jennie took a can and started beating the young slave’s ass, while Jeri slid her finger down onto the girl’s clit, and started teasing the engorged nub. Keri was overcome with the contradictory sensations of the cane, the butt plug and the rubbing of her clit, and she exploded in an orgasmic frenzy of screams and shaking. Jennie continued to cane the white globes, turning them red and drawing blood with the wicked slashes.
Jeri sat on the floor in front of Keri and said, “Eat me. Make me cum. Then I’ll take that plug out of your ass.
Keri’s tongue searched out and found the labial folds that were crushed into her face. Jeri leaned back and surrendered to the waves of pleasure that emanated from between her legs. It was Jennie’s turn now with the flogger, and she whipped her sister’s titless chest mercilessly, sending her into the nether regions of sub-space as Keri sucked, nibbled and licked the sensitive that stood proudly from the recesses of the hood.
Jeri’s orgasm built to a frenzied crescendo as she cried out. Jennie stopped whipping the beet red chest and Keri’s head sagged in exhaustion. Jennie released the pressure on the bulb, deflating the butt plug, and then yanked it out of Keri’s tortured hole. Blood seeped from the lacerations and made it’s way down the inside of Keri’s thighs.
Back at the reunion, slut had located the men’s room and took Barry into the stall, where she removed all of her clothing. Barry stood aghast, taking in the naked body with all it’s scars and steel. slut knelt on the floor and unzipped Barry’s pants. Never taking her eyes from his, she removed his already stiff cock from his jockeys and sucked it sensuously between her lips and deep into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue the entire time. Barry looked deeply into her eyes as she swallowed his cock down the back of her throat, causing her to gag and making her eyes water. She didn’t stop, however, and within seconds had acclimated herself to it, and was no longer responding to her gag reflex, letting him fuck the deepest depths of her throat.
It was all too much for him, and although he wished it could last forever, in a mere matter of thirty seconds, he was grunting loudly as he spurted his cum into her mouth. slut was amazed at the amount of semen he dumped into her mouth, and she worked hard to avoid the need to swallow it, remembering what Tanya had ordered.
“Thanks, Nicole. Thanks. That was amazing. Amazing!” he stammered as she got dressed in the tight stall.
slut just nodded to him, as her mouth was full of cum. As she was exiting the stall, another man walked in on them, and raised an eyebrow in disbelief. slut just opened her mouth and flashed the load of cum on her tongue at him, and strolled calmly out of the restroom and back to Tanya.
Tanya didn’t ask to see the cum right away, but rather made slut describe the act to her with the semen still in her mouth. A few times during the discourse, cum spilled from her mouth, but Tanya wouldn’t let her wipe it away. So her chin was covered in spots with his milky sperm. Finally, at long last, Tanya told her to swallow it, and she did.
No one else from slut’s class approached Tanya and slut during the boat ride, so they spent the reunion alone together. Tanya took slut to the ladies room twice, making her suck Her cock on each visit, and each time making slut hold the semen in her mouth. The second time, a waiter approached the table while slut had cum in her mouth, and Tanya made slut order the drinks for the two of them. The waiter was treated to seeing cum spill from her mouth as she ordered. slut, wiped it with her finger and licked it back into her mouth.
As the boat docked, Tanya had slut take a twenty dollar bill from her purse and stuff it up her cunt, so that only a small portion of the bill could be seen. When they were leaving the boat, Tanya caught sight of Barry watching the two of them as he was walking down the gangplank just behind them But just one look from Tanya’s heavily made up eyes made Barry go in the opposite direction the instant they reached the pier. When the valet brought the Viper round, Tanya made slut lift her skirt before getting into the car, giving the valet a special tip. He pinched her clit before pulling the bill from her. Except for shifting, slut’s hand was on Tanya’s cock the entire trip home, although Tanya never spoke to her about doing it.
Keri and slut spent the night on the hard floor in Tanya’s dungeon, naked, with Keri’s wrists cuffed to slut’s ankles, and slut’s wrists cuffed to Keri’s ankles. Overly large red rubber ball gags strapped into their mouths, prohibiting them from enjoying one and other. Before leaving them alone for the night, the twins took extreme delight in whipping slut’s breasts with a bundle of switches, not stopping until blood was evident on each orb. Tanya and the twins spent the night all together in Tanya’s king size bed.
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