A Friend In Need. Chapter 14.
There was complete silence in the bright, sunlit room. Around the table
the guests had been listening, spellbound. Their handsome host and George were
both pumping their fists up and down the stiff columns of their pricks as they
watched Celia, intently.
Dolly also watched her friend, flushed faced, she too was masturbating,
fingering her cunt, vigorously.
"That was a fantastic story. Ceel." Cried the naked brunette, licking her
sensual lips, lasciviously. "What happened to the girl? Did they kill her?"
"Oh, no!" Laughed the lovely Authoress, as she violently fingered the
slurping cunt of the gasping young woman sitting next to her. "She got nothing
as easy as that, I assure you. The girl had been the plaything of the Duke and
he and the Duchess had an agreement that each of them could use the other's
lovers, if they so wished. The Duchess had a letch for the girl, but the girl
had spurned her. That had been the biggest mistake of her life. As I said
before, you don't cross that woman and get away with it!"
Here Celia pulled June off her chair and onto her full fleshed, left
thigh, so the sweat-soaked girl was sitting, splay-legged, before her. Holding
the blonde's soft, warm, naked body, firmly against her own, the lecherous
redhead continued her vigorous handling of the young Mother's cunt.
"Oh, no. The Duchess wanted her alive, so that the black bitch could
remember all the things that they did to her that day. Also, she wanted the
girl's punishment to continue!"
She leered around the table and went on.
"The Duchess explained to me what had happened to her, later, when I told
her how much we had enjoyed the show. She, the Duchess I mean, had the woman
shipped to some Arab country. To some big, luxury brothel out there. A place
that specialized in coupling animals with 'unwilling' girls. That is not as easy
as it sounds, by the way. It's a very rare and well trained animal that will
rape a woman or girl who is making a fuss about it. Even if she is strapped
down. Any way, she made this place a gift of the girl, along with a substantial
monetary payment for as long as they kept her alive and on condition they
guaranteed that the girl would get a thorough, hard and regular raping by their
most virile and vigorous 'performers'. These being Dogs, Goats, Pigs, Donkeys,
Jackasses and even Stallions."
"It must be quite a show!" Laughed George.
"I'm sure it is." Celia chuckled. "I'd love to see it. Perhaps we could
take a trip out there in a few months, Darling. I know the Duchess would give us
a letter of introduction. She gets a Video Tape of the 'shows' every few weeks,
so she can see for herself that the girl is still getting it 'Hot and Strong'.
"And you say that you've got one of these 'Stake' contraptions here?"
Asked Dolly, with interest.
"Oh, yes." Confirmed Celia. "Bill made it, himself. He's very good with
mechanical things, as you know. It's not quite as big as the one on the island,
mind you, but disobedient girls still dance a merry little jig on it, when they
sit on its tip."
"How very interesting." Said Dolly, licking her lips and giving a sidelong
leer at June.
"Yes, isn't it?" Celia chuckled, evilly, as she squeezed the buxom young
blonde's ample charms, voluptuously, against her own soft, warm, naked curves.
"Dolly, if you and the boys could clear away the table, we can continue with Mrs
Bending's punishment."
Dolly and the men quickly jumped up and started carrying the things off
the table, into the kitchen.
"Just put the dishes into the dishwasher." The redhead called out, as she
cleverly maintained June's high arousal with her skilful fingering of the girl's
big clitoris. The stiffened stalk of which stood out, peeled and naked, pulsing
and throbbing under the lustful lady's continuous masturbation. "Hurry! I think
she's about ready."
Soon, everything was cleared away, the polished wooden tabletop was empty
and all the chairs, except the one Celia sat upon, were placed against the wall.
June's ample, naked bum was sat upon the redhead's full, plump thigh and, as the
older woman lewdly and insistently frigged the groaning young Wife and Mother,
Dolly and the two men stood staring at them with looks of eager anticipation on
their lustful faces.
The young blonde's big, soft buttocks, wriggled restlessly on Celia's
full, naked thigh, spreading and sliding in the thick, slippery cunt juice that
flowed in abundance from her gaping crack and all over the redhead's shapely
leg. As the heavily breathing Novelist's four fingers worked swiftly and deeply
in and out of the squealing girl's highly agitated cunt, June's lovely head lay
against the older girl's soft, freckled shoulder. Blushing, she gazed out from
under lust-heavy lids with her big, blue, tearful, apprehensive eyes, at the
leering brunette and the two rutting men with their throbbing, rampant pricks,
who stood sneering at her with a strange, excited expectation.
"How do you feel, after that meal, Mrs Bending?" Asked Celia, innocently.
"Full, I trust?"
"Yes. Yes th....thank you." The young blonde stammered. "Quite
full."
"Well now." The lovely Authoress laughed, slyly. "Is there anything else
you would like to do, before I start smacking that big bum of yours again? I'm
sure there is!"
"No! No, there is nothing!" The younger woman cried, blushing with shame
while tears brimmed again in her big, blue eyes.
"Nothing, eh?" Leered the redhead. "Well, let's try this then."
The lecherous lady slipped her wet fingers out of the horrified blonde's
twat, slid them down between the girl's juice coated buttocks, and, with her
middle finger, probed tentatively, at her tightly puckered arsehole.
"Oh, no! No! Please! Don't do that!" June begged, biting her lower lip
between her even white teeth and bowing her lovely head in shame.
"Why ever not?" Asked Celia in mock surprise.
"Be cause....." June started to blurt, but stopped in mid sentence.
"Yes?" Asked the redhead, probing her greasy fingertip a little deeper
into the blushing young Mother's twitching anus.
"Because I need to go to the toilet!" June groaned, tears of shame once
again running down her red flushed cheeks.
"Well, of course you do!" Laughed their hostess, moving her hand from
between the girl's hot thighs and gently brushing aside a strand of corn blonde
hair from her flushed, tearstained cheek. "You must do. You see, Mrs Bending,
it's all because of that first course I fed you for lunch. You remember? That
sweet pasty stuff? I told you it was special. It goes straight through the
system 'like grease through a goose', as the saying goes. It absorbs all the
liquid you drink (And I did see to it that you drank a lot, didn't I?), then,
mixed with your waste, it swells right up, until your belly and bowels are
packed full of 'poo poo'. Then it starts to try to force its way out."
The beautiful redhead smiled, sweetly, at the lovely girl she was cuddling
on her lap.
"And that is what you are feeling right now, isn't it, my dear?" She
smiled, knowingly.
The young blonde cried like a frightened child, knowing in her heart that
she would soon be subjected to some horrifying humiliation.
Celia looked up at her Husband and her two other guests and leered,
lasciviously.
"Bill, darling." She cooed to the tall Sculptor. "I think you should set
up the cameras, Sweetheart. You are going to get some great shots out of this."
On hearing the Authoress's words, June started to cry like a beaten
schoolgirl.
"Waaaaa-aaaah-aaah-aah!" She blubbered. "Oh, God, no-oooo-ooooooo!
Waaa-aaaaaah-aaaaaaaaaah!"
As the blonde cried like a baby and the laughing redhead cuddled, groped
and felt her soft, voluptuous body in a most lewd and obscene manner, Dolly and
George helped Bill carry in a number of large flood-lights, which the tall, good
looking, Sculptor carefully arranged around the table. This done, he brought in
three expensive Video Cameras and a Still-camera. Setting up two of the
Camcorders on tripods at strategic positions at the front of the table, he
handed the Still-camera to George and took up the third Camcorder to use
hand-held.
"Right." Bill said to his wife, critically eyeing up the position of the
cameras with satisfaction. "We are all ready when you are, my dear."
"Good." Grinned Celia, quivering with barely controlled excitement. "Come,
my dear. It's time for your dirty display."
Rising off her seat, she pushed the crying June off her lap and led her
to stand in the bright light before the cameras.
"Dolly, Darling." The Authoress Smiled to her friend. "In that top draw in
the cupboard, there are a couple of items I think you and I should wear. Get
them out for us, there's a Sweetie."
Opening the draw, Dolly took out two satin half-faced masks beautifully
decorated with rhinestones and feathers. Grinning at June, she handed the
Emerald Green mask to Celia and put on the Cardinal Red one herself. It covered
the top half of her face, leaving only the evil glitter of her eyes showing
through its almond shaped slits.
Likewise, Celia donned the green mask, ensuring the she and the lovely
brunette would not be recognised in any of the, soon to be shot, photos or
films.
Indicating to Dolly to stand on the other side of the loudly weeping young
woman, she called to her husband.
"Start the Video cameras now Bill." She leered. "And George. You get some
Still Shots of us girls together, before Mrs Bending starts her Pretty
performance."
The cameras clicked into life and the two older, naked women, ignoring the
snivelling protests of the crying young Wife, began posing lewdly, on either
side of the weeping girl.
As the minuets passed, so the actions of the two laughing women grew
lewder and more obscene. They abused and molested the tearful young wife while
posing and placing her in the most obscene positions their perverted minds could
think of.
Suddenly the buxom young woman gave a cry and clutched her hands to her
rounded belly.
"Oh, oh!" Laughed Celia. "We had better hurry it up. We'll take one more
shot before we start. Turn around, Mrs Bending. Stick out your fat arse to the
camera and round it, prettily. That's it. Now look back over your shoulder at
the camera so that everyone will be able to see your pretty face."
When the two women were satisfied with the girl's lascivious pose, they
bent forward and each placed a hand on one of the sobbing girl's big, rounded
arsecheeks. Gripping the soft globes firmly with their fingers, they leered
lecherously at the camera and pulled the fleshy buttocks wide apart, exposing
the weeping girl's pouting, pink arsehole to the world.
The flash, flashed, and the shutter clicked a number of times and the
obscene picture was preserved for posterity. Standing, Celia gave the sobbing
girl a hard slap on one fat arsecheek, making her jump up with a loud squeal.
"Right, now you." Leered the flushed redhead, shaking with excitement.
"Get and stand on the table, double quick!"
June scrambled quickly onto the chair and then climbed up onto the table,
where she stood, sobbing helplessly and trying to shade her tearful eyes from
the pitiless glair of the floodlights.
Having moved the chair 'out of frame', the two older women moved in closer
to the table and leered up at the buxom, naked blonde.
"Come and stand here, near the edge, Mrs Bending." Said the Authoress,
slapping her hand down on the table edge nearest the cameras.
June moved, carefully to the designated spot.
"Now turn around and point that lovely big bum of yours at the cameras."
Celia continued, sneering maliciously, as she watched the weeping young Wife and
Mother submissively obey every command. "Good, now squat down on your heels like
a frog."
Shaking her head, the Authoress 'tut tutted' impatiently. "No, no! Get
your feet farther apart. That's it. Yes, that's right. Now put your arms down
between your legs and support yourself on your fingers. Excellent! Just hollow
your back and raise your fat arse up a bit. That's lovely! Now look back over
your shoulder so that the camera can see your pretty face.
The beautiful weeping blonde hurriedly obeyed the redhead's depraved
instructions, 'to the letter' and dutifully assumed the shameful pose. Looking
back at the camera, she saw the tall sculptor make last minuet adjustments to
his lens, then, peering leeringly at her around the Sony, he threw her a
lecherous, tongue-flicking kiss.
"Perfect!" Celia cried with enthusiasm, as she looked through a camera to
see the pose from that angle. "Oh, what an arse you do have, Mrs Bending!"
Chuckling excitedly, the lovely lady hurried to the side of the room and
returned to the table carrying a large, shining white, china soup dish. Placing
the dish down on the table top, she and Dolly carefully positioned it beneath
the squatting young blonde's poised and suspended arse.
June bent her lovely head foreword and looked down between her thighs at
the object the two older women had placed there. She gave a great sob and a
groan of shame as she realised its purpose. Looking quickly back over her
smooth, bare shoulder, at the grinning hostess, her pretty face flushed with
horrified understanding and her big blue eyes filled with hot tears of
humiliation.
"Please! Please, Mrs Pain." She begged, crying like a baby. "Don't make
me do this."
"Oh, yes, Mrs Bending. I most certainly will!" Laughed Celia, shaking
with excitement. "And we'll be watching. Everything. The Men, too. And we'll be
taking photographs and film. So you, and others, will be able to see just what
you looked like."
June closed her beautiful eyes and shuddered with revulsion. "Oh, God!"
She sobbed, shaking her lovely head. "No! No! I couldn't do that! I won't! I
just couldn't!"
"Well then." Celia replied with a sly smile. "We'll just have to help
things along a little, won't we?"
This time she brought a small bottle and spoon to the table and, handing
the bottle to Dolly, the grinning Authoress held the spoon while the brunette
carefully filled it with a good measure of the liquid which the bottle
contained. Then, moving close to the horrified blonde, the giggling redhead
gripped the helpless girl by her pretty nose.
"Open wide." Celia cried, pinching the young wife's nose between finger
and thumb and pulling it upward. "That's the way." She chuckled, as the blonde's
lovely mouth was forced to open. "In she goes." And she pushed the brimming
spoonful right into the girl's mouth and tilted its contents down her throat.
The squatting girl gulped and spluttered, and it was done.
Quickly, the women disposed of the bottle and spoon and hurried back to
their weeping victim. They did not have to wait long.
As they watched the squatting girl, intently, her lovely face slowly took
on a look of horror and she groaned with shame.
"Oh, God!" She cried out in alarm. "Oh, God. Please, Mrs Pain! Quickly!
Quickly! Let me use the lavatory. Pleeeeease!"
"Oh, no, Mrs Bending." Laughed Celia, shaking with excitement. "You will
shit on that plate. And you will do it in front of us all."
"AAAAAAAHG! Oh, God. NO!" June groaned, her pretty face contorted with
shame.
"Yes! Yes! You dirty Slut!" Dolly shouted, her eyes alight with cruel
excitement. "SHIT! SHIT ON THE PLATE!"
The girl groaned again and turned her head away.
"AND KEEP FACING THE FUCKING CAMERA!" Celia screamed at her with a snarl
of rage. "We are wearing masks, but all who see this show, will see your face.
All who know you, will recognize you. All who see it and meet you in the future
will remember you, and your gross exhibition."
Fearfully, the buxom, naked, squatting young Mother, turned her tearful
face and looked back over her plump, white shoulder at the four leering faces
that were watching her so avidly.
The eyes of the four libertines were shinning with lustful excitement as
they gazed with cruel delight at the lascivious sight before them.
Squatting there, so lewdly, on the table, the beautiful blonde's pale,
fulsome, curvaceous, naked body seemed over ripe with fleshy voluptuousness. Her
soft, pink toes and feet, the full roundness of her calves, her dimpled knees
and full, soft thighs, her plump back, shoulders and arms and, most of all, the
superb globes of her soft, white, rounded and arrogantly thrusting arsecheeks.
All these goodies trembled, deliciously, as the weeping young woman shuddered
with deep shame and burning humiliation.
"Look at those beautiful big bumcheeks." Sighed Bill. "Aren't they
fabulous?"
"Fuck me! Yes!" Answered Dolly, drooling. "So big and round and soft and
white".
"Oh! God! NO! NO!" The snivelling girl cried out, suddenly. "It's
happening! I can't stop it! Ooooooh! God!!!!!!!"
"Look!" Cried Celia. "Look at her asshole".
The girl's wrinkled, pink anus was pouting and twitching, violently.
Suddenly, with all eyes fixed on her arsehole, June let out a great,
rasping fart.
The watchers roared with laughter.
"AAAAAAH! NO! OH, NO!" The squatting girl groaned. "OH, GOD! AAAAAAH! OH!"
"Ooooooooooo! Yuck! Ooooooooowww!" Drooled Dolly in mock disgust. "Yuck!
Look at that!"
The wrinkled rosette of the girl's arsehole was bulging right out from
between her smooth, white, round buttocks, and it's pink lips were expanding,
alarmingly.
Suddenly, it opened right out and a huge, fat, brown turd slid slowly out
into the world.
"Aaaaaaaaah! Look!" Drooled Celia, amid the delighted laughter of her
friends. "She's giving birth again."
"AAARH. NNUNGH. OHHH. NNNUGH." June grunted, as more and more of the
great, dark brown sausage, oozed out of her distended arsehole. "OOOH. I can't
help it. I can't help it." She sobbed, with shame.
"Oh, shut up and shit, you dirty bitch." Dolly squealed, delightedly, her
lovely red lips twisted into a pout of lust. "Fuck me, Celia, look at that turd!
I've never seen anything like it. It must be two and a half inches thick!"
"That's the mixture I fed her at lunch. It's always the same. There's such
a lot of it." Leered Celia, her eyes like blazing green fire, avidly drinking in
the grossly obscene spectacle. "Look at the length of that turd. And it's still
coming out!"
"NUUUGH. AAAGH. NNUGH. YYUUGH." The sound of June's grunts mingled with
the sound of the other women's laughter, as the lovely, naked young blonde
strained, red in the face, to eject the long, fat sausage from her full packed
bowels.
The huge turd was now protruding about eight inches out of the bulging
lips of the grunting girl's greatly expanded anal ring.
"Doesn't she look cute?" Dolly laughed. "What a picture that will make.
That big bum of her's looks just like the face of Sir Winston Churchill smoking
his big cigar."
As they watched, the 'big cigar' lengthened before their eager eyes and
its weight made it droop downward towards the waiting dish.
"With it hanging down like that, it looks like she's doing the Indian Rope
Trick, to me!" George chuckled.
Just then, the huge sausage slipped out of the squatting girl's arsehole
and dropped with a 'Plop' onto the soup plate, where it lay steaming.
"Well done! Perfect shot!" Cried Bill, amidst loud applause from the rest
of the audience. "Oops! Look out! More to come!"
He was right. The weeping June's arsehole bulged open again and a second
turd, as big as the first, came sliding out.
"Oh, yes! We'll have a lot more yet!" chuckled his wife.
"Well, darling," The handsome Sculptor replied, with a grin. "Perhaps you
should have used a bucket instead of that dish!"
While the four libertines laughed, the second turd dropped from the
weeping girl's pouting anus and landed on the plate, where it lay, steaming,
beside the first. These were soon joined by two more, which quickly oozed from
the straining young woman's rectum.
"Come Dolly." Said Celia, adjusting her face mask. "Let's see if we can
assist Mrs Bending with her task. She seams to be having such a struggle."
"Oh, God! NO!" The shamed and humiliated young Mother shrieked, her big,
tearful, blue eyes 'popping' with alarm as the two older women moved in on her
from behind. "Please! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Not when I'm like this!
Oh, God! NO! NO!"
Leering and licking their lips, suggestively, at the video cameras, Celia
and Dolly closed in on June's beautiful, raised and offered bum. Crooning and
drooling with delight, the two lecherous women turned their shining eyes onto
the gross spectacle before them and, bringing their beautiful faces close to the
sobbing girl's spread and rounded arse, they each placed a hand on one of her
smooth, white, arsecheeks, and ran their fingers, admiringly, over the firm,
velvety, globes.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" Sobbed the buxom young blonde, as she thrilled with
the burning humiliation of the obscene and shameful assault.
"AAAAH! How deliciously dirty!" Sighed Dolly, gazing, lecherously, at the
sight of the lovely young wife's pouting, shit coated arsehole as it bulged out
before their eyes. "How beautifully obscene!"
"Oh, yes!" Agreed Celia, as she moved her pretty nose close to the fat,
slimy turd that was just pushing its way out of the girl's bowels and, with her
delicate nostrils flaring, sniffed at it, appreciatively. "And what a lovely,
aromatic stink she has, too."
Both women laughed, cruelly, as the girl groaned with shame.
"But you know, Dolly?" Said Celia, eyeing June's wide spread buttocks,
critically. "These big, white bumcheeks of her's, look much too clean for my
liking. Let me just take hold of the other one for a moment."
Relinquishing her grip on the weeping girl's plump buttock, Dolly stood
back and watched, as her friend took hold of it in her stead.
Facing the cameras, the red head leaned across the young Mother's wide
hips and gripped both the girl's big arsecheeks in her hands. With a lecherous
wink to her friends, she gave them a lustful leer.
"Watch this." She snarled and, with her green eyes dancing with cruel
delight, the lewd lady firmly pressed the round, white, fleshy dumplings of the
sobbing girl's arse, together, and mashed the big, brown turd between the soft,
plump flesh.
"OOOOOOOOOOOH! GOD! NOOOOOOOOOO!" June shrieked, at the gross act the
woman had committed on her.
Dolly and the men laughed and yelled with gleeful delight as, with Celia
holding the screaming girl's big buttocks pressed tightly, together, the thick,
firm shit oozed out between the fat arsecheeks, squashed and flattened, and
splattered down onto the soup dish in a steaming mess.
With the girl now crying bitterly, the laughing Authoress pulled the badly
soiled buttocks wide apart and proudly displayed the humiliated young woman's
shitty arsehole to the cameras.
Around June's big, pouting anus was seen a thick ring of shit, smeared in
a circle between the girl's voluptuous, white bumcheeks.
"There! That's better!" Laughed Celia. "She really has got a shitty arse,
now!"
For the next few minuets, while the powerful laxative compelled the shamed
and humiliated young Wife and Mother to open her bowels, the depraved redhead,
alternatively, mashed the wailing girl's big, round buttocks together, crushing
the emerging turds between the soft, plump flesh, or pulled the big globes wide
apart, exposing the shit coated arsehole to the cameras and gloating audience.
At last, a series of spluttering farts proclaimed that the girl had, more
or less, emptied her colon and, releasing her arsecheeks, Celia ordered her to
stand and climb down from the table.
When June stood, once more, on the floor, she was made to turn, thrust out
her arse, pull apart her pale, plump buttocks, and display her shit soiled
asshole to the men.
After Bill and George had taken a few good close shots of her smeared
anus, Celia turned the weeping girl to face the table and bent her over it until
she was resting her elbows on its surface. Then, with a spiteful giggle, Dolly
placed the soup dish of turds, right under her lovely tearful face so her pretty
nose was poised, just inches above the steaming, odorous mess.
"Now you just breath in your lovely Pong." Chuckled the authoress. "While
I see to this shitty arse of yours."
From the top of a kitchen cupboard Dolly produced the same paddle she had
used to drive June along the road to the house. With a sly wink she handed the
wicked implement to Celia.
Taking the paddle, Celia gave Dolly a nod and, leaning over the sobbing
young woman's jutting, rounded buttocks, both leering women moved their faces
close the blonde's fat arse. Dolly, this time, gripped one big cheek in each
hand and pulled them apart.
"What a disgusting show the dirty slut put on." Grinned the redhead, as
she and the plump brunette gazed in glee at June's shit ringed asshole. "You can
see she loves exhibiting herself."
"Yes, she certainly does." Agreed Dolly, eyeing the girl's soiled, pouting
anus. "And this is so pretty, isn't it? It surprised me with the size of those
turds. She being virgin there, and all."
"I said her flesh was very elastic, didn't I?" Celia smiled, smugly.
"She'll stretch, amazingly. As we'll soon prove. Not only this lovely arsehole
of her's, but other parts of her body, too. Like plastercine, moulded to our
will."
"I can't wait." Squealed Dolly, with excitement. "Oooo! And that soup dish!
What a 'Pan Full' she did before she'd emptied her bowels."
"Oh! She's not finished yet!" Laughed Celia. "With everything I gave her,
the process will go on for some time yet. Even as we speak, there is more
accumulating in her guts. She'll give us another 'show' before the day is out."
Dolly released the girl's buttocks and both women straightened up.
Standing to the left of June's jutting arse, Celia placed her left hand on the
girl's back and pressed down, firmly.
June gave a cry and tried to raise her head up. Her pretty nose was now
just an inch above the contents of the soup dish.
The redhead gazed, thoughtfully, at the blonde's beautiful bum. It was
colouring up, wonderfully. Both its pale, round cheeks, were bruised black and
blue, and striped with dark red welts raised on the full flesh.
Smiling, maliciously, the shapely Authoress, lifted the wooden paddle,
high in the air and brought it whipping down, in a great ark, right across both
the girl's billowing buttocks.
CRACK!
Went the paddle, striking hard against the girl's pliant and defenceless
arse.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAH!"
Shrieked June, her lovely head thrown back, eyes bulging from her head,
mouth wide open, her protruding tongue, vibrating wildly.
Celia paused a moment, her arm raised for the next stroke, as she, Dolly
and the men, watched with delight, as a large, burning, crimson welt, blossomed
across the high crests of the shrieking girl's scalded cheeks.
Before the young Mother could control herself, Celia brought her paddle
sweeping down, again.
CRACK!
It went loudly, as it connected with bellowing girl's roasting flesh.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Shrieked June, one scream merging with the other as she really hit the
high notes.
The wicked paddle rose and fell again.
CRACK!
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The girl tried to rear up, but Celia gripped her by the scruff of the
neck and pushed her face down, towards the steaming soup dish. It was all the
shrieking blonde could do to keep her lovely, tearful face, out of the stinking
turds.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
On and on, went the fearful spanking.
On and on, went the awful shrieks.
June cried bitterly and her defenceless arse blazed before them.
"Dolly." Cried the sweating redhead, with a leer. "Give that big clit of
her's a good strumming. See if you can get the dirty slut to spurt her custard
while I'm roasting her big bum. That would give us a laugh."
"Leave it to me, Ceel." Laughed Dolly, evilly, as she squatted down next
to June and slipped her right hand between her full thighs from under the girl's
writhing belly. "Fucking Pain Slut. I'll make her spurt."
Groping into the sopping wet folds of the shrieking blonde's swollen
cuntlips, the lustful brunette, shaking with excitement, soon found the girl's
amazing, big clitoris. Stiff as a bullet, June's throbbing tickler, stood out
like a little prick. Dolly could feel it leap in her hand with each slap of the
paddle.
With a spiteful giggle, she gripped the younger woman's big, bloated clit
with her thumb and fingertips and, sinking her nails into its root, she dragged
them up along the length of its pulsing, stork, to its tip and then raked them
back down to its root again.
Despite the pain of her burning buttocks, June threw back her lovely head
and bellowed with lust.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" She cried, bucking her spasming cunt against the
leering brunette's cruel fingers.
Laughing at the result of her strumming of the girl's clit, Dolly began
raking her well manicured nails up and down the big tickler's throbbing stem, in
a cruel parody of wanking a little cock.
The result of this treatment on June, was sensational. To the bright,
excited eyes of her eager audience, it was as if she were having a sexual fit.
The pain in her big, blistered arsecheeks, and the electric pleasure from the
cruel abuse of her vigorously masturbated clitoris seemed to merge into one
overwhelming, burning flame, that shot from her swollen, convulsing clit and
boiling buttocks, sped along her spinal cord and exploded in her brain.
"AAAAGH! AAAAAAGH! YESSSSS! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" She bellowed.
"Look! Look! She's Cumming!" Laughed Celia, gloating over the arousing
spectacle as she continued to rain burning blows down on the writhing young
Wife's blazing, rounded bum and watched with lecherous glee, as the girl thrust
her abused and swollen cunt, back between her thighs, like a she cat in heat,
humping it at Dolly's flashing, raking fingers. "Oooooo! Yes! Look! The dirty
Slut is spurting her custard! Such a lot of it, too! I hope you got Close Ups of
that, boys."
"Done!" Laughed Bill, pumping on his great prick with one eye glued to
his View Finder. "Got every Gush!"
"Me too!" Cried George, holding the Digital Still camera pointing at
June's winking cuntcrack. "I want a set of these, beauties!"
Exhausted, the blonde's shapely body collapsed, quivering, on the table
top, her lovely, red flushed, sweat coated face, narrowly missing the Soup Dish.
Pulling her arm from under the blonde's buxom body, Dolly held her sopping
hand up to the cameras, opening and closing her cuntcream coated fingers and
showing off the thick, slimy strands of white seminal fluid that ran from finger
to finger and dribbled, copiously, down around her wrist.
Leering at the lenses, the pretty brunette sniffed her fingers,
appreciatively, and began licking her hand clean, with relish.
Scene fades.
