The Stock

Emily was having a great time.  The music was loud and the drinks were free.  There were many men willing to dance and talk to her.  And, she knew she was hot in her skirt and tights. 

The band finished their set and she looked for her friends.  Jane waved to her and came over and gave her a hug.  “I have found someone and am going home with him.”  She said.  “Are you OK?”

Emily smiled, “You little slut.”

Jane acted appalled, “Shut up.”

Emily gave her friend a hug and said, “Have fun baby, I am not done yet.”

Jane left and Emily went to the bar.  She wobbled a little and found a stool.  A man had grabbed her elbow to steady her and asked, “Are you OK?”

Emily gave him a boozy smile and said. “You bet sweetie.”

The man smiled and offered her a drink.  The drink was cold and smooth and tasted of mint.  It was delicious.  Emily smiled, “Thank you, what’s your name.”

The man smiled and said, “Paul, and what is yours”

Emily introduced herself and told him how much she loved this bar and the music.  She soon finished her drink and Paul put another in her hand. 

The band started another set and the beat was hypnotic.  Emily said, “Dance with me” and began to get up.  She took a step and felt dizzy.  Her head swam and she said, “Tired’”

She felt Paul say, “Come with me”.  He led her out the bar and into the parking lot.  Emily felt so tired.  Paul said, “You can lie down in the back.  You will be more comfortable.” 

Emily was so tired.  She climbed into the back of the car.  The seat was soft black leather and smelled very nice.  She felt so comfortable and doze off as she head the car engine start. 

Emily woke with a start.  The she was in darkness and did not know where she was.  She was lying face down on a pillow on some sort of mattress but felt something solid around her neck.  Her arms were out and bent up with her hands roughly even with her head.  They were trapped in some sort of wooden board.  She tried to pull them out but could not.  Her feet were free so she tried to raise her body.  Her neck was stuck at the level of the mattress. 

Panic begins to fill her belly.  She tried to scream but nothing came out.  Her mouth was filled with a cloth that was taped to her face.  She tried to edge her face to her hands, but they were just out of reach.

She tried to shake herself lose, but the board that trapped her neck was somehow connected to the mattress and she could not move.  She heard a sound like someone entering the room.

“Go easy there princess, you do not want to hurt yourself.”

Emily tried to turn to the sound of the voice but the board would not allow the movement. 

The voice said, “Good to see you are finally up.  You are a late sleeper.”

The man came over and gave her head a gentle pat.  “You look like you had a rough night out.  Let’s get you cleaned up and then we can talk.”

Emily tried to shake the board with her hands one more time.  It rattled but did not give. 

The man said.  “You are only going to hurt yourself.  Relax.” 

Emily still tried to shake herself free. 

The man said.  “Suit yourself.”  Emily heard the sound of something dragging.  The man said, “I am sitting in a chair.  Struggle all you want.  When you tired yourself out, we can begin.”

Emily shook the board for a few minutes and got nowhere.  Her wrists were starting to hurt and she had a headache from last night.  She stopped struggling and started to cry.

The man said, “Calm down.  I will take of the gag and give you some what to drink.  You must be de-hydrated from all the drinks last night.  Yelling and screaming will not help you.  But, I will let you yell and scream to get it out of your system.” 

Emily felt a hand on her face and a sharp pain across her chin as the tape was quickly ripped off.  “Son of a bitch.” She gasped.  “That hurt.”

She was quiet for a moment and then let out a piercing scream, “Help!”

She screamed and yelled and cursed for a full to minutes.  She was out of breadth and then stopped.  The man let out chuckle.  “OK, now we will wait to see if any of that worked”.  Before she could do anything, the cloth was back in her mouth and the tape was on her face. 

The man said, “Let’s give your helpers ten minutes or so to see if they rescue you. Does that sound fair?”

Emily tried to spit out the gag but it was stuck.  Her tongue was cottony from the booze and the cloth was not helping. 

The man was silent, and so was Emily.  Emily used this time to try to figure out who the man was.  There were so many men last night and she found that she could not remember leaving the party.  She was starting to get really nervous. 

“OK,” the man said, “Time’s up.  I guess we can both agree that no one can hear you.  Please nod if you understand.”

Emily nodded. 

“Furthermore,” the man said, “Since no one can hear you, there is no reason to yell or scream. Do you understand?”

Emily nodded again.

“Good,” said the man.  “So, I will take off the gag.  You will be quiet unless spoken to.  If you violate this simple rule, the gag goes back in.  Would you like the gag out?”

Emily nodded.  She soon felt another painful tearing as the gag was pulled out.  It felt good to have the gag out and she said, “Where  ...”

She felt a finger to her lips and heard a “Shush.”  The man said, “I will answer you questions in a minute.  But first, would you like some water?”

Emily croaked, “Yes please.”

She felt a straw touch her lips and she sucked on it tentatively at first.  It was water and was cool.  She took a large pull from the straw.

“Drink as much as you want.”  Said the man. 

Emily was very thirsty and spent the next minutes drinking.  She finished a cup and the man offered her a second.  She was soon done.  “Where am I?”  She asked.

The man said, “You do not listen well.”  Emily felt the cloth in her mouth and started to try to scream.  But the man was to fast and the cloth was soon taped to her mouth.

The man said, “You are a young and pretty thing and naturally curious.  I will tell you that we met last night at the bar.  You may remember me as Paul, though that is my real name.  You may even remember what I look like, but I was wearing a disguise.  You are a guest in my mansion for a while.  I have a need for your services for a while.  You will not be permanently hurt in any way, and if you are a good girl, I will reward you.  Actually, it is very easy for you.  All you have to do is relax and I will take care of anything.”

Emily was processing all this.  She did not know whether she could trust him or how to get away.  She knew she had to bide her time. 

“First, we have to make you presentable.  You are a beautiful girl and this blindfold hides too much.”

Emily felt the blind fold come off and was dazzled by the bright lighting in the room.  Paul turned her head to one side and said, “For my privacy, I am going to put opaque contact lenses in your eyes.  Hold still.”

It was too bright to for Emily to open her eyes.  Paul pried open one eye, put a drop a saline and then put in the lens.  He turned her head to the other side and did the same with the other eyes.  Emily opened her eyes and found that the lenses only allowed her to vaguely make out shapes. 

Paul then said.  “Let’s get you out of bed.”  Emily felt his arms slide something under her stomach.  She then heard a crack turn.  The pillow and bed were being lower.  But, Emily’s neck and waist remained at the same height.  The mattress was lowered all the way and then pulled out from under her.  Emily’s toes just touch the floor.

Paul said, “Yet might have guess but you are in a modified stock.  Your arms and neck are in the cross piece that I can raise and lower.  I can also put a pad or a sling under you stomach to adjust you height in the back.  This is very flexible, and very fun.  I hope you enjoy.”

Emily panicked again.  What kind of freak was this? 

Paul said, “You wait here, I will be back.”

Emily heard Paul leave and listened.  The room was quite.  She could shake the head piece a little and she could swing in the sling a bit, but she was stuck.  She felt around the floor with her toes.  She could feel a few boards near the floor, but could not tell what they did.  She felt hopeless.

Time passes.  The water fell good when she first drank it but now she was starting to feel full.  She had to pee.

The door opened again and Emily tried to turn her head to the sound.  She heard two people come in.

She recognized “Paul’s” voice.  He said, “What do you think?” 

She then heard the voice of a woman.  “Oh she will do quite nicely.  Tell me how you found her.”

The two talked and talked.  Emily became more and more uncomfortable.  The belt holding her bottom up was pushing into her bladder and she felt really bloated.  She was squirming to keep her legs closed, but it was hard to squeeze them together with her feet just barely able to touch the ground.  She tried to get their attention by mumbling through her gag.

The two stopped talking and the women said, “She looks like she is trying to say something.”

Paul chuckled.  “She is a talky one.  What do you think she has on her mind?”

They continued to talk endlessly. 

Emily tried to hold it but the pain was too great.  Eventually, she gave up and released.  She felt a warm gush spill down her panties and along her leg.  There was a splash as the urine hit the floor.

Emily’s cheeks grew red in embarrassment.

Paul said, “She is a mess. Would you like to clean her up?”

The woman said, “Certainly”.

Paul left the room and the woman came over to Emily and lifted her head, “Don’t worry sweetie, we will clean you up.”

Emily felt despair and hung limply.  The woman pulled some levers and straps and the belt lowered Emily.  She now had her feet firmly on the floor.  She was standing on a damp towel that covered her puddle.

The woman said, “My name, for our purposes, is Martha, though you may call me Ma’am or Mistress.  I am going to push this stock and all you have to do is follow.  Would you like the gag out?”

Emily nodded.

Martha said, “Well no talking.  If you break my rule, I will not only put back the gag but also punish you as well.  Do you understand?”

Emily nodded again.

Emily felt the stock move and followed.  She was hunched over and looking down.  The stock had some sort of wheels that allow it to be mobile.

The trip was short and she ended up in a room with a stone floor.  The stock stopped moving and Martha put some sort of brake on.  Martha said, “First thing is we have to get you out of your soiled clothes.

Emily panicked and said, “Please don’t”

Martha scolded and said, “What did you say?”

Emily said, “I am sorry, I?”

Martha said, “I am sorry who?”

Emily said, “I am sorry Mistress, I …” But, she did not finish her sentence.  Martha stuck something in her mouth that spread her jaw open. 

Emily said, “Ow”

Martha said, “I told you not to speak.  Now, if you want the spreader removed, stick out your tongue.”

Emily’s eyes darted around in panic. 

Martha said, “I can wait all day, stick out your tongue”

Emily stuck out her tongue and felt a sharp pain.  She tried to pull her tongue back in but it was held out by a clamp with pins.  Emily tasted blood.

Martha said, “If you can’t hold your tongue, my tongue clamp will.  Would you like me to take it off?”

Emily nodded but the nodding moved the tongue clamped which shot pain into her tongue.

Martha said, “If you are a good girl and hold still, I will take off the clamp when we are done.  As you can see, you will want to hold still anyway.”

Emily clenched her eyes shut.  She felt Martha undo her skirt and pull down her tights.  They were soaking and the room started to smell of urine.  Martha said, “A very pretty thong, do you shave yourself?”

Emily let out a little grunt.

Martha gave a little chuckled, you do not have to answer that, we will soon see.

Emily’s thong was soon done by her ankles and she stepped out of it after getting a little pinch from Martha.  She then felt a hand gently rub her mound.  Martha said, “Nicely down but with a little stubble, we will fix that.”

Emily then heard a cutting sound.  Martha said, “Unfortunately, can’t save the shirt while you are in the stock.”  Her shirt and bra were soon cut off and now Emily was completely naked.  She felt a nervous tingling from her vulnerability.

Martha said, after a night of partying, you need a good scrub.  She had a water hose nearby and started to rinse her down.  The water was warm and felt really good.  Martha soon lathered her up.  Her hands massaged Emily’s nipples and they soon became hard little nubs.  “You respond well.”

Martha moved her hand down between Emily’s legs and stroked her labia.  “You will clean nicely”.  Martha’s finger poked through between her folds and was soon rubbing her clit.  Emily found this felt so good after feeling so nervous and scared through the day.  She started to moan.

Martha stopped.  “Not yet princess.”

The hand disappeared for a moment.  Emily felt frustrated.  Martha’s hand was back but this time it was with a razor.  “Hold still sweetie, I don’t want to nick you.” 

Martha cleared away the stubby and then gave her a little pat.  “Nice and smooth now.”

Emily then felt the clamp holding her tongue move, it was painful for a second and then she was free. 

Martha said, “Hopefully you will be quiet.”

Emily said, “Yes Mistress”.

Martha smiled and said, “You learn quickly.  As a reward, I will give you a choice. Would you like that?”

Emily said, “Yes Mistress.”

Martha said, “Good.  I am going to piece you with this earring that has a little bell on it.  Would you like me to piece your nipples or your clit?”

Emily gasped.  She immediately thought this was no choice at all.

Martha chuckled.  Here are options, you can (a) ask me to pierce your nipples, (b) ask me to pierce you clit, or (c) make no choice at all and then I will do both.  If you say anything else, then I will do both and put the tongue clamp back on.  You have 3 seconds to decide.”

Emily struggle to think as Martha counted.  Just as she got to 3, she blurted. “Pierce my nipples.”

Martha said, “How do you ask?”

Emily said, “Mistress, please pierce my nipples.”

Martha said, “OK, if that is what you want.”

Emily felt the woman’s mouth on her right nipple.  She was suckling it and it grew engorged.  She then felt a cold wipe that smelled of rubbing alcohol.  Emily started to panic and shake.  She felt Martha massaging her nipple and say, “Oh you will want to hold very still princess.”

She felt a sharp sting in her nipple.  The earring was in.  It throbbed.  Martha gave it a little tap and the bell jingled.  “Half way there.”

Martha repeated the process on the second side.  Emily yipped when she was stuck but was otherwise fine.  Martha rang the second little bell and said, “Such lovely little titties, you will be a hit at the party tonight.”

Emily said, “Party” before she caught herself.

Martha said, “Oh dear, still doesn’t listen.  Stick out you tongue.”

Emily closed her mouth tightly and shook her head “No” ringing the bells on her nipples.

Martha said, “You have to open you mouth and stick out you tongue.  Will you do it if I gently rub your pussy?” 

Emily felt Martha’s hand between her legs.  She was scared and the fear great heightened her arousal.  Still, she did not stick out her tongue.

Martha said, “Too bad.  I tried sugar, now the stick.”

Emily gasped.  She felt a sharp pain in her rear.  Martha said, “I have dozens of pins and needles and unless you want you peachy little ass to resemble a pin cushion, you best open your mouth and present your tongue.”

Emily stuck out her tongue and immediately felt the horrible clamp.  Martha removed the pin from her ass and said, “Let’s go see Paul.”

Emily walked as Martha pushed the stock.  They came into another room and Emily heard Paul’s voice, “Has she been gabby?”

Martha said, “Yes dear, but she will learn.”

Paul said, “Let’s give her another choice.”

Martha said, “What do you have in mind?”

Paul said, “Here is the deal.  Emily, you can take the long punishment or the short punishment.  Martha and I have to get ready for the party tonight and you will be one of our guests of honor.  You can either wait for the next few hours with the clamp or I will take the clamp off and warm you bottom with a dozen strokes from my paddle.  Shake your bells if you want the paddle.”

Emily was distraught.  She hated the bells, hated the clamp, wanted the opaque lenses out, wanted out of this damn stock, and wanted away from these freaks.  How did this happen.

Paul said, “We are not going to wait all day.  If you do not ring your bells in the next 5 seconds, I will assume you want the clamp.”

Emily shook the bells on her nipples. 

The clamp came out.  It hurt almost as much coming out as going in.  Martha said, “Open your mouth and hold this stick.  As long as the stick is in your mouth, you won’t be tempted to talk.  You will need it during the paddling.”

Emily was now nervous.  She heard some noises and adjustments on the stock and the pad rose to position her torso parallel to the ground.  He bottom was sticking straight out and presented an open target.

Emily felt Martha’s hands on her labia and then felt a finger slip it.  Martha said, “The fear is a bit of a turn on for this pet.”

Emily felt a stronger more masculine hand on her bottom. It caressed her gently and then felt her dampness underneath.  “She is ready for a good warming,”  Said Paul.

Emily felt a smooth board rub against her bottom.  Paul said, “Don’t worry about the count.  Just relax and enjoy the attention.

Emily thought, “What kind of person would enjoy this …”

Before the thought was finished, a solid smack followed by a searing pain exploded on her ass.  Emily bit down on the stick.  “That’s one,” said Paul. 

Martha’s hand reached under and massaged her clit.  The pain started to dim and the hand felt so nice.  The smack followed by the searing pain exploded again.

And again, Martha’s hand rubbed the clit.  Emily was tense, waiting for the next blow.  It did not come.  The hand was rubbing her clit faster and Emily started to relax when the next blow struck.

Martha and Paul worked Emily like this for what seemed like an eternity.  The blinding pain of the paddle was followed by the caress of the hand.  The next blow only came after Emily relaxed from the previous blow and started to respond to the hand.

Martha said, “If you come for me pet, this will all stop.”

Emily felt like she was almost there then the next blow hit. 

Martha continued rubbing her.  Despite the blows, it felt so good.  Emily was almost there.  Martha whispered, “Ring your bells it you want to get fucked.”

Emily shook bells on her tits.  She would do anything to keep the finger working and avoid the paddle. 

Martha said, “She is ready”

Emily felt another blinding smack and then felt a hard nub at her pussy.  Paul thrust in from behind and Martha rubbed her from below.  The fear, tension and desire built up and she count not hold back.  Emily grunted and came, and heard Paul moan as he came as well. 

Paul slipped out and Martha stopped.  Martha gently stroked her quivering bottom and said, “Yes, you warmed up nicely.  Why don’t you take a little nap while we get ready for the party?”

Just like that, Martha and Paul were gone and Emily relaxed in the stock.  After the day’s turmoil, she felt herself doze off as Paul’s seed dribbled down her leg.

To be continued…

  

Time passed slowly for Emily.  She could hear sounds around the house, but only vaguely make out shapes with her opaque contacts on.  The stocks were unyielding and she was tired from the struggling.  She found herself dozing off.

She woke with a start and felt a hand behind her.  A two finger nails gently traced lines on either side of her vulva and she knew it had to be Martha.  She tried to turn but the stocks held her in a firm embrace. 

Martha whispered, “Shh, that’s a good girl.”

Her hand continued to explore, stroking back and forth several times.  Another finger traced a line from her clit to her anus.  On the way back, it entered her about half and inch.

Martha said, “Your moist again but a little sticky from before.  We can’t have that for our guests.”

Emily worried about the guests.  What would they do?

The hand left and Emily involuntarily arched to back to try to find it.  She heard Martha walk out.  A few minutes later, she returned and said, “This will do the trick.” 

Emily felt a small nozzle enter her and then she was filled with warm water.  It leaked out of her and dribbled into a bucket.  She then felt a warm sponge wash her inner legs and then rub down her vagina.  The sponge was traced circles around her clit and felt very good.  Emily let out a little groan.

The sponge was immediately pulled away and Martha said, “That is enough for your right now.  You are a hot little thing.” 

Emily then felt a brush in her hair.  Martha’s hand was pulling her hair back and she was stroking brushing her with a soft bristle brush.

Martha said, “You have lovely hair but we need to keep it out of your face.”  Emily’s hair was tied back in a bow. 

Emily felt Martha’s hand on her check.  Martha said, “Such a pretty face.  Lick your lips for me.”

Emily was turned on but nervous and kept her mouth shut.  She felt a pain in her nipple as Martha pinched her tit.

“Come on princess, I want to see that tongue of yours.”

Emily complied and licked slips.

Martha said, “You must be hungry.”

Emily nodded meekly.

Martha then said, “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

Emily complied.  She tasted something milky and sweet.  It was yoghurt.  Martha spooned her yoghurt which she ate like a little girl.

When the yoghurt was done, Martha gave her small pieces of bread to eat.  “Is this good?”  She asked.

Emily nodded her head as best as she could in the stocks.

Martha said, “We still have some time and I have treated you well.  You can thank me now.”

Emily was confused and said, “Thank you miss.”

Martha chuckled, “That is not what I meant.  You can thank me in a more intimate way.  Have you ever been with a woman?”

Emily nodded and said “Sort off”

Martha said, “Tell me about it.”

Emily said, “I was drunk with my friend and we started kissing and play with our nipples.”

Martha asked, “Did you lick her pussy?”

Emily said, “No, we did not do that.”

Martha then asked, “Did you ever give a boy a blow job?”

Emily nodded, “Yes ma’am”

Martha said, “Servicing a woman is not that hard.  I will teach you.”

Emily shook her head. 

Martha said, “Surely you would rather lick by pussy than have the clamp back on your tongue.”

Emily nodded her head slowly.

Martha moved some sort of chair or stool in front of the stock and hopped down.  She reached down to Emily’s eyes and took out the opaque lenses.  She said, “You should see what you are doing.”

Emily tried to raise her head up to Martha but her range of motion was limited by the upper edge of the stocks.  She could see up to about Martha’s naval.  Martha was sitting on a black padded platform.  Her legs went over the top of the stocks.  Emily’s nose was almost touching Martha’s clit.

Emily felt a hand on the back of her head and it was pushing her down into Martha.  Martha said, “Stick out you tongue sweetie.   If I have to use your nose, you won’t be able to breath.”

Emily’s tongue darted into Martha.  Her pussy was smoothly shaved.  She ran her tongue up and down her vulva and circled her mons.  She stuck her tongue back into Martha and she tasted salty.  Martha sighed, “That is nice but a little higher.”

Martha lied back and moaned, “That is perfect.  Keep going.”

Emily licked up and down, side to side and then switched to circles.  Martha’s breathing became deep and rhythmic.  Emily continued to lick and the minutes ticked away.  Martha tensed her stomach several times and then relaxed.  Suddenly, she gasped and sat up.  “Oh yes.”

Emily felt Martha’s leg squeeze her head.  She then pushed her pussy into her face and moaned again.  Emily panicked because she could not breathe.

Martha smothered her for a few more seconds then relaxed.  Here pussy was still in front of Emily’s face and she was not sure what to do.  She gave Martha gentle kisses on her outer vulva and mons.  Martha sat up and said, “Very good for your first time.”

She got down and gave Emily some water through a straw.  “Can’t have you dehydrate.  You will need you energy tonight. 

Martha put a velvet black blind fold over Emily’s eyes.  She said, “The party will start in a little bit.  You are almost ready.”  Martha then pinched her nose.  Emily opened her mouth to breath and a ball was inserted.  The ball was attached to some straps that Martha fastened around Emily’s head. 

Martha patted Emily’s bottom and said, “Be right back.”

Emily waited heard both Paul and Martha come in the room.

Paul said, “Heard you have been a good girl.  We are almost ready.”

Emily felt Paul’s hand on her legs.  He put some straps on her ankles.  The stock was lowered and he pulled her legs back.  Her knees were soon resting on a pad.  Emily’s ankles were soon attached to a bar that spread her legs 90 degrees apart.  Her weight was evenly distributed across her knees, across a padded bench under her stomach and across the stocks. 

Emily then felt a slippery metal nub rub her anus.  A metal hook was inserted.  It was tied to a chain that looped over the stocks and was tied to the strap holding Emily’s hair back.  If Emily tried to lower her head, she could feel the hook dig in and pull on ass.  Paul said, “The hook will help you keep your ass up tonight.  It makes a pretty picture.”

Emily felt an intrusion in her pussy.  Paul said, “This egg will both vibrate and shock you on occasion.  It will help pass the time while our guests arrive.” 

Paul then passed a strap under and around her.  The egg was trapped inside her.  Emily then felt the stock move.  She was being rolled into another room.  Paul then said, “Our guests will arrive in about an hour.”  She felt his hands on her breasts and he rang the bells on her nipples.  “Be a good host,” he chuckled.

Emily felt Paul put cotton balls into her ears.  Time passed in dark silence and the egg came alive inside of her.  It vibrated long enough to get her excited.  She was close but then the egg gave her three nasty shocks.  Her scream was muffled by the ball gag and the stocks, the hook in her ass and the shackles on her ankles held her relentlessly in place.  Emily continued to wait in silence and darkness…

Emily heard the occasional muffle sounds but nothing was distinct and she found herself dozing off.  She felt a hand by her ears and the cotton was suddenly pulled out.  She woke with a start.  The hand then reached out and ripped off her blindfold.  The light was bright and it took a few seconds for Emily’s eyes to adjust.  The room was full of people and there were many conversations going on.  The people were all were masks.  Most were wearing formal wear of some sort.  A few people were in leather or latex and a few people were nude.

A man came up and stood next too her.  He was wearing a tux and had a glass of wine in his hand.  He started taping his glass with a dinner knife to get everyone’s attention.

“Attention everyone, before we begin the festivities tonight, I would like to introduce Emily, our guest of honor.”  Emily recognized Paul’s voice. 

Paul said, “Emily, would you like to introduce yourself to our guests?”

He reached behind and undid the strap behind Emily’s head.  He then pulled out the ball gap.

Emily could now talk but had nothing to say.  She was stuck in stocks with a hook in her ass and an egg in her pussy.  The crowd was quiet and stared at Emily.  Emily blushed.

Paul said, “It appears our guest in shy.  Would anyone like to introduce themselves?”

From the back of the room, a voice spoke up. “We would like to meet Emily.”

Paul looked to the noise and saw a young girl with long dark hair.  Martha said, “Hi Alice, come on up.  Did you bring a friend?”

Alice said, “Yes I did, this is Brooke, my roommate.”

Alice came forward and Emily was able to look at her.  She was petite and wore a golden mask.  She had a black leather jacket that was unzipped enough to show her cleavage.  She also wore a black slit dress that showed off her shapely legs.

Brooke followed a step behind Alice.  Alice was pulling her wrists to urge her to come forward.  Brooke was a tall black girl wearing a loose white dress.  Here eyes were down cast as she came up with Alice. 

Alice said, “Brooke would like to meet Emily.  Isn’t that right?”

Brooke nodded and meekly said, “Yes”

Alice then commanded, “Brooke, take off your mask.”

Brooke hesitated for a moment and then took her mask off. 

Alice then said, “Brooke, take off your dress.”

Brook hesitated again and then looked at Alice with a pleading in her eyes. 

Alice then gave a little snarl.  “Do it bitch!”

Brook reached behind and undid the back of her dress.  She slowly lowered it and pulled her arms out.  She was not wearing a bra.  He breasts were large and had bright golden studs pierce through each nipple.

Emily in disbelief as Brooke lowered her dress to the floor and stepped out of it.  She was not wearing any panties.  Her pussy was shaved.

Alice said, “She Emily your nipples.”

Brooke kneeled in front of Emily.  Alice then asked Emily, “Would you give my friend a little kiss on her nipples?”

Emily stared at the nipple as Brooke brought it to Emily’s mouth.  With no where to go, she soon found the nipple pressed into her face.  She started to rub the bud with her tongue.

Alice commanded Brook, “Tell me how it feels.”

Brook said, “It feels really nice mistress.”

Alice then said, “Reach under and feel Emily’s breasts.”

Emily felt two hands gently rub her breasts.  The fingers gave then both a squeeze and then rung the little bells on her nipples.  Alice asked, “Would you like little bells?”

Brooke said, “Yes mistress.”

The egg in Emily’s pussy started to hum.  Emily gave a little groan and dropped Brooke’s nipple.

Alice said, “Do you hear that noise?”

Brook said, “Yes mistress.”

Alice said, “Do you know where that is coming from.”

Brook nodded her head shyly.

Alice said, “Touch it.”

Brook walked around Emily and gently placed her hand on Emily’s public mound.  She rubbed her labia and let her hand slip between the folds of Emily’s vagina.  Emily was quite wet.  Brook’s finger slid in easily.  She felt the small vibrating egg.

Alice asked Paul, “Can my friend borrow the egg?”

Paul smiled and said, “Sure.  But how will we turn on Emily?  She is locked in there and cannot please herself?”

Alice said, “Can my friend please her?”

Paul smiled and said, “Certainly”

Emily felt Brooke’s hand go deeper into her pussy.  The vibrating egg was removed and she let out a little groan of disappointment.  She then felt a warm tongue roll across her clit.

Alice patted her head and asked, “Is my friend a good pussy licker?”

Emily moaned, “Yes”.

Alice then asked, “Would you like to cum?”

Emily said, “Yes”

Alice said, “If I let you come, would you let me be your mistress?”

Emily said, “Yes”

Martha stepped in, “I think it is a bit early for her to come.”

Alice said, “You’re the hostess, I will defer to you.” 

She then said, “Step back Brooke.”

Emily felt the tongue leave.

Paul said, “You know, Brooke does not have a mask any more.  She must be restrained.”

Alice said, “I agree.”

Paul said, “Brooke, step next to Emily.”

Paul then took her hands and cuffed them behind her back.  Paul then said, “Brooke was kind enough to slip your pussy Emily.  Don’t you think it would be good manners to reciprocate?”

Emily was quiet and hung her head in shame.  Paul moved a stool in from of the stocks and put Brook on top of it.  He then raised her legs and had them straddle the arm bars to the stocks.  Brooke leaned back and grabbed the top of the top behind her.  Paul then pushed her in to Emily until her pussy was right against her mouth. 

Emily held her head back and resisted.  She felt a sharp slap on her bottom.  Paul said, “I won’t tell you twice.”

With resignation, Emily lowered her head and started kissing Brooks pussy.  Brooked leaned her head back and gave out a low moan.

Brooke came quickly and violently on Emily.  She squeezed Emily’s head and gave off a long, loud moan.  When she was done, Paul and Alice helped her off the stool.  Alice put a collar around Brookes head and led her away with a leash.  She said, “Come on pet, we have to let others play.