Chapter 6
"You belong to me, baby," Rosy told the shivering Ari. "And you cost me a nice piece of change. You're going to do everything and anything I tell you to, and you're going to like it. Do you understand?"
Ari kept her head down. Tears leaked from her red-rimmed eyes. "Yes," she sniffled.
"You going to do what I tell you?"
"Y-yes."
"Bullshit." Rosy stood up. "You think you're going to get smart with me, baby. You don't know any better-but you're going to learn." She stepped to the door of her office. She'd sent her giant assistant out while the deal with Ari's brother was clenched. Now Adrian was gone, and Derek stood in the waiting room, placidly waiting his employer's commands.
"Come on in, Derek," she said. Then she came back and sat behind her desk. She opened a heavy ring binder and thumbed through it. "One thing, we take good care of our girls," she told Ari, who was sitting in a chair with a robe pulled around her naked body. "You'll have an apartment all to yourself."
"What do you want, Rosy?" Derel asked in his ponderous way of speaking.
"Take our new arrival up to 215-B," Rosy said, tossing the giant a key affixed to a diamond of green plastic. "Tell Candi and Randi we have a playmate for them tonight." She looked into another notebook. "Oh, and tell Patton in 118 he won't be able to have that party for his science-fiction group tonight. The party room is, ah, all tied up."
"Right, Rosy." He crossed to Ari and took her by the arm. She shrank from him with a small cry. But unlike the first time he'd touched her, he was gentle. He was firm, though. Ari found herself on her feet and walking toward the door of the office on legs of rubber.
They went out the waiting room and then Ari was blinking into the hot sunlight of afternoon. A door slammed behind them, marked MANAGER. Ari looked out at the apartment complex.
There was a big pool in the middle, right in front of her. Beautiful, bronzed girls in impossible scant bikinis talked or lay with the sun beating on their lovely flesh. Another girl swam the length of the pool with her jet-black hair flowing out behind her like seaweed.
Ari had wondered why her brother was bringing her to the apartments. It had never occurred to the naive young woman that somebody would think to combine managing an apartment house with a less legitimate activity. But the woman called Rosy seemed to be doing just that. The sunbathing beauties turned to watch her as Derek led her across the lawn by the pool. Were they used to young women with tear streaked faces, wearing short terrycloth robes, being led to vacant rooms? Probably. Ari wondered if any of the nearly-nude girls were-what had Rosy said? Candi and Randi. And if they were, what they made of their new playmate.
At the thought of the word, Ari shuddered. She didn't know what redheaded Rosy had meant by that. But it didn't sound good at all.
Derek walked her up a flight of steps. Keeping his grip on her upper arm, he fumbled a key into the lock of an apartment numbered 215. The door swung open and a wash of air-conditioned coolness swept out over them. Derek ushered Ari into the gloom of the room.
When her eyes grew accustomed to the comparative darkness, Ari saw that she was in a small but comfortable looking apartment. The furniture had the same mass-produced look all apartment furniture had, but the room seemed cozy enough.
"Get cleaned up," Derek said, letting her go. "Rosy will be mad if you don't look your best tonight. She'll punish you."
Ari looked at the big man fearfully, willing her mind not to dwell on possible "punishments" the voluptuous redhead might dream up. Derek went out into the daylight, pulling the door behind him. It shut.
She ran to the door. She heard a key being turned in the lock. Frantically, she twisted the knob. It wouldn't turn. The door had been locked from the outside.
Ari went to the window and opened the curtains. In line with the Cedar-Vue Apartment's advertisement as a security-conscious apartment house, the window was covered by narrow but strong steel bars. There was no escape that way.
She was a prisoner. A caged beast, awaiting the pleasure of her new owners.
She walked listlessly to the bed. Throwing herself face down on the spread, she began to cry.
A shower made her feel a bit better, but she was still depressed and scared. She watched a little television for distraction, but the hours dragged by. From time to time she heard footsteps go by on the balcony outside. Each time she started, sitting up with her heart in her mouth, until they went on by her door and out of earshot.
In the closet were clothes of various sizes. She found panties and a bra in a drawer. A brightly-colored shift in the closet was the only garment that would fit her long, supple frame. It was slit high on the sides so that white flashes of her shapely legs showed when she moved. A generous expanse of creamy titflesh was revealed by the low neckline. She got a drink of water and went back to sitting on the bed and wondering why daytime TV was so bad.
The knock on the door made her jump a foot in the air. "Just a minute!" she called out, and ran to the door to open it before she remembered that it opened from the outside. Feeling more sheepish than apprehensive, she stepped back.
The door opened. A pretty girl with raven hair and tan skin contrasting with her yellow bikini entered. "Hi," she smiled. "My name's Kathy.
You're supposed to come with me."
Suddenly apprehensive, Ari looked around. "Isn't there anything I should bring?" she asked, hoping to stall for time.
"Oh, no." Kathy shook her head. "Just your pretty body-and it is very pretty. The girls were right when they said the new kid was a hot one."
She put her hands on her hips and surveyed Ari from toe to hairline. Ari studied her in return. She was of medium height, and she had a pair of boobs that would have done credit to a much taller woman. Aside from her huge but firm jugs, Kathy was compactly built, and her brown hide was stretched taut over supple muscles.
"We better get on our way," the shorter girl said. "Rosy can get nasty if you keep her waiting." A shadow seemed to cross her pert, attractive face. She turned and went out, letting Ari see that her ass was as nicely sculpted as the rest of her.
Hesitantly, Ari stepped out after her into the evening cool. She thought of bolting down the steps and off into the night. Her long legs would carry her much faster than Kathy could run, she was sure. Then a form in the corner of her eye made her turn her head to see Derek, impassive as ever, leaning against the wall outside her apartment. Her thoughts of escape evaporated.
She followed the flash of the pale bikini stretched taut across Kathy's full asscheeks, down the stairs and across the pool area. At one end of the rectangular space between apartment blocks a building stood by itself. It was brightly lit and festive sounds came from within.
"A big show tonight," Kathy said over her shoulder. She led Ari around the end of the building and opened a door. She held it for Ari. She didn't meet the taller woman's eyes as she passed.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I know what it's like out there. We all have to go through it when we come here. Just keep in mind it'll be over soon."
"What-?" Ari started to ask. The door closed. She was alone in a bare hallway. Metallic noises from outside told her she was once more being locked in.
Almost immediately a door at the other end of the hallway opened. "Ariadne?" a short, slight blonde in a red swim suit asked. "Just in time. You're on."
Ari stood looking at her. Things were just happening too fast. "Come on," the little blonde urged. "You'll only make it worse if you screw around and waste time."
That didn't encourage Ari, but she knew she had no choice. She walked through the door. Ahead of the small girl she mounted a short flight of steps. Ahead was a blare of light and noise.
She paused at the head of the steps. Floodlights shone into her eyes, blinding her. A tiny hand touched the small of her back and pushed.
Ari stumbled into the full glare of the lights. A stir of motion and an expectant murmur went up in the room. She couldn't see anything but vague shifting forms, but the room seemed filled with people.
A hand touched her arm. She started, then turned around. "Ohh!" she cried.
It was a girl, beautiful and almost as tall as Ari herself. Her tits were small and pointed as the nosecone of a rocket-exposed to Ari's startled gaze by the strange leather harness that was all she wore! Amazed, Ari looked the newcomer over.
The leather girl shook back long, waved brown hair and stood watching Ari with a cool, contemptuous smile. Ari's eyes swept down the flatness of her belly and widened in surprise. The leather harness wrapped in a belt around her waist and then swept down around both slender thighs, leaving the delta-shaped forest of her cunt bush bare. The girl's wrists were encircled by spike-studded leather straps. And in one hand she carried a coiled whip.
Ari fell back a step. Smiling with what looked suspiciously like lust, the near-naked girl let her arm go. Ari spun and started to run, her fear of the strange leather-clad girl overcoming her fear of Derek and Rosy.
Immediately she ran full tilt into-the same girl! Ari gasped and backpedalled. The girl smiled with liquid brown eyes and moist, red lips and advanced.
Then Ari saw that in her hand she was holding, not a black whip, but a coil of rough rope. Ari looked over her shoulder. The first girl was still standing looking at her.
Belatedly, Ariadne realized the pair were identical twins-identical to the last detail of brown leather and shiny steel!
Strong hands gripped her wrists. She struggled. The whip-girl stepped forward to assist her twin, grabbing Ari's shoulders while the other pulled her hands together and fastened a loop of rope around her wrists.
The whip-girl backed up. Her sister gave Ari a hearty shove. Ari stumbled forward, went to her knees on the hard planking. The audience rumbled approval.
Something slithered across the floor toward Ari. She looked down to see the tip of the whip touch her calf. The brunette grinned at her and flicked her wrist.
Ari shrieked. Then she colored. The lash hadn't even touched her! Not her shrinking flesh, that is-but the front of her shift was hanging in ruins.
Another lightning slash of the whip and the remnants of the garment were hanging around her waist. The bound woman's eyes were becoming accustomed to the dazzle, and she could see an audience of perhaps a dozen men leaning forward in their seats.
She tried to climb to her feet. The noose around her wrists trailed off in a long tail like a leash, and a quick yank on the end of it by the other leather-harnessed beauty sat her abruptly on her ass with a thump. The whip cut air again, and one cup of her bra went spinning into the audience.
The other half of the bra fell into her lap. Ari looked around wildly. Her jugs were bared to the lustful gazes of a roomful of strangers!
A tug on the rope told her her captors wanted her to stand. "No!" she cried. "I won't! I won't let you strip me in front of these-AAAAAIIIIIIIIII!"
Her right thigh exploded into pain. Through a haze of tears she saw a long tear in the shift along her thigh. The flesh beneath throbbed with pain.
Whistle-crack! "Ohhhhhhh!" Ari moaned as her butt was bitten by the whip. Air washed in through the rip across her pert rump, stinging the weal the lash had left. Ari's hair flew as she tossed her head from side to side at the pulsing pain. Both girls were standing, watching her with lewd, expectant smiles.
The whip girl raised her hand again. "Nooooo-ooooo!" Ari shouted. She struggled to her feet.
"I'll get up-I'll do anything! Don't whip me again!"
The leather girls exchanged a look of satisfaction. A murmur from the crowd made Ari turn scarlet with embarrassment. She was sick at the way she begged, the way she'd debased herself in front of all these strangers!
The leather sang its whirring song. Ari's long legs were bared by a long slash in the fabric. As two more exquisitely aimed strokes made her cringe the rest of the ruined shift was ripped away. Ari stood with her only garb the flimsy panties enclosing her ass and her fertile cunt-mound. Her big boobs jounced up and down to her ragged breathing. She wished her hands were free so she could hide her boobs with them.
A dozen pairs of eyes avidly devoured the white cherry-tipped perfection of her jugs, the luscious symmetry of her body. Then they flicked toward her covered pussy. A dozen tongues licked over suddenly dry lips.
The whip girl was eyeing the captive as hornily as the men. She licked her lips, and then the whip lashed out again. With a loud rending sound its tip lapped at her crotch.
The panties parted in the middle. They opened like a clamshell, exposing her furry twat to the panting onlookers!
Instinctively, Ari bent in the middle, pressing her thighs together to hide her nude cunt. Her heavy jugs swung forward. The whip cracked again, and she knew her ass was bare. The shredded panties were only held up by her tightly pressed thighs.
She winced as she heard the whip whine through the thick air of the room again. She knew this was for real-that her shrinking flesh would sear to the dreaded touch of leather. She clamped her buttcheeks, expecting the blow to fall there.
She was wrong. Instead the whip came up underhand and slashed across the tips of her hanging boobs!
"YAAAAAIIIIIYYYYYAAAAAHHHHH!" Her cry rose until it cracked and shattered into sobs. Her tits blazed with pain. Her auburn hair flew in a cloud as she whipped her head up.
The two leather girls were laughing musically, the first sounds they'd made. Ari's knees buckled beneath her. They dropped to the hardwood floor. The men in the audience craned forward, eyes bulging at the sight of her exposed and whipped flesh.
Ari's jugs throbbed with agony. She looked at them, half-expecting to see them in bloody tatters. They were intact-she should have known Rosy wouldn't allow her girls to damage potentially valuable merchandise! The ends of her boobs were scarlet and her nipples were stiff from the sensory overload of the whip.
In her concern over her tortured tits, she half-forgot about her two playmates Randi and Candi. But not for long. The bare-titted lovely with the whip smiled broadly at her appreciative audience, took careful aim, and sent the wicked lash slithering across the floor. Ari was sitting on her heels and her buttocks were splayed open. The stinging tip of the leather girl's whip licked right up between her ass-cheeks and snapped her vulnerable butthole!
"EEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" she screeched. She took off straight out over the audience like a leaping frog-or would have, if the girl with the rope hadn't brought her up short. With an anguished yelp she sprawled on the floor almost at the feet of the spectators in the front row.
The rope girl dragged her back away from the ragingly horny audience before any of them thought to make a grab at the naked, tied up beauty who had nearly jumped into their laps. Ari's shoulders creaked in their sockets as her arms were drawn out behind her. The varnished wood floor friction-burned her haunches.
She stopped. Moaning, she rolled over onto her back and lay breathing heavily, her knees up in the air and spread wide apart. Her ass and tits seemed to be smoldering with agony. Was it over? She couldn't take much more.
Ari didn't notice the whip-bearing twin come up to stand at her feet. The brunette looked down at her pinkly smiling pussy, blossoming in the midst of her tangled red-brown pussy thatch. The leather lady licked her lips. Then she struck again with the whip.
When the knotted leather thong at the end of a whip cracks, it's travelling at greater than the speed of sound. And with fantastic skill the whip-girl caused the lash to give its supersonic snap right between the gaping flaps of Ari's cunt. The most sensitive portion of the beautiful prisoner's entire naked, bound body exploded into incandescent agony!
Skin scraped off Ari's heels and shoulders, so violent was the surge of pain ripping through her body. She ground her thighs together, babbling in torment, but the pain kept on! Each heartbeat was excruciating. Her fragile cunt ached as if it had been stung by a wasp!
Unconscious of the crowd, her tormentors and the rope biting cruelly into her wrists, she lay writhing on the cold hard floor. Her teeth were clenched. Hot tears coursed down her cheeks. Wave after wave of crimson agony washed the length of her naked body.
Gradually she became aware of a scraping sound. She put her head back and saw that an auditorium chair had been set by her head. The whip girl stood in front of it. Her brown legs straddled Ari's upturned, tear-stained face. Involuntarily, Ari looked up the tapering pillars of her thighs. The insides of them were streaking with shiny tracks of pussy sauce. Her cunt had overflowed with desire. Looking up into the dark tangle of her bush, she saw the pussy flaps dewed with silvery cunt oils.
Ari's heart gave an odd little bounce. The sight of the whip girl's naked, lustful pussy just a few inches above her face did something to her she couldn't define. She looked down herself to see the other twin, framed by her white legs, standing there. The telltale streaks of gleaming cunt honey showed on her thighs too.
The whip-girl sat down. Her knees were spread and now Ari's nostrils caught the steamy, spicy tang of aroused pussy. Apprehensively, she looked from side to side at the firm calves to either side of her face.
The whip-bearer's small conical boobs swung forward as she bent down. Smiling sweetly, she tangled a slim hand in Ari's hair and hauled the nude captive up. Ari rolled over and climbed onto her knees. With her hands bound behind her she couldn't balance, and she pitched forward-facefirst into her tormentor's brimming cunt!
A surprised gasp escaped Ari's lips as her nose plunged into the girl's dripping slit. Instantly her mouth filled with hot pussy juice! Before she could think, she'd swallowed reflexively.
God, she thought. A woman's cunt juice-I've swallowed a mouthful of cunt juice. She recoiled back, gagging.
Immediately the girl dragged her face back to the oozing snatch. She turned to the side so that her captor's cunt smeared her cheek with a slimy, lewd kiss. She wasn't going to eat the girl's pussy-she'd die first!
Her bare butt stung to the impact of the whip. "Ohhh!" Ari cried. Once more the girl tried to twist her face so that Ari's mouth was pressed over her pussy. Once more Ari resisted with all her might. Her neck and knees were bearing the brunt of her weight and her neck muscles were cracking, but she fought the whip-girl's attempt to make her eat pussy.
The leather girl had shortened her grip on her whip. Now she began to rain vicious blows on her victim's upturned ass. Sweat gleamed all over her mostly-nude body, her muscles rippled and her tits swung as she savagely slashed Ari's butt. The men in the audience were shifting in their seats, barely able to restrain their horniness at watching one beautiful girl try to force another to lap her cunt by laying on the lash!
Finally the pain became too much for Ari. She had taken too much abuse today to hold out indefinitely. The girl in the leather harness laid a particularly brutal stroke right along the crack of Ari's ass, and in the next instant Ari had her mouth fastened on the slobbering cunt and was tongue-kissing the rubbery pink lips for all she was worth!
She didn't know anything about eating cunt-the very thought of having sex with a woman, to say nothing of touching her mouth to a wet quim, made Ari ill. But with her ass pulsating with pain she gobbled her tormentor's pussy avidly if inexpertly. The girl released her painful grip on Ari's hair and slumped back in the chair with a sigh of delight.
Ari's head reeled at the overpowering stench of cunt that permeated her very being. Her stomach was in revolt at the thick, musky flavor of her captor's pussy. The feel of oily, slippery pussy lips slithering around her own lips and teeth and tongue made her skin crawl. But she ate the whip maid's cunt as if it were the choicest treat she'd ever sampled, knowing the girl was wriggling in sheer pleasure, knowing a crowd of randy strangers were getting their perverted jollies watching her debase herself in the most obscene fashion she could imagine! Anything was better than the whip.
Then suddenly she felt cool fingers on the raw flesh of her butt-and something cool and wet touched her puckered asshole. An unexpected surge of pleasure made her gasp. The moistness made a thrilling circle of her asshole, then probed gently at it again.
Belatedly Ari realized what was happening. The whip-girl's sister was eating her ass!
With her natural resistance to lezzie sex lowered by her beating and degradation, Ari found herself getting off on the butt-kissing treatment at once. The brunette's tongue was skillful-as skillful as Adrian or Frank's, but with something else added. Ari felt pain drain from her body. And as sexual excitement took its place she began eating cunt in earnest.
The girl whose pussy she was consuming gave a low animal moan of delight. Her pussy was watering eagerly now. And now Ari's gobbling mouth was scooping up every luscious drop of cunt honey with her delving, titillating tongue. The brown-haired whip girl began to stroke the sides of Ari's head with loving hands.
Her sister shifted her attention from Ari's asshole to Ari's now-dripping cunt. She got on all fours behind the kneeling captive and, pressing her face against Ari's butt, began lapping at her cunt-slit with long dog-like tongue strokes. Ari's body filled with joy. She was actually trembling with the intensity of her forbidden passion.
The lovely leather girl with her soft brown buttcheeks splayed out on the cool vinyl of the chair seat was reaping the benefits! Ari's inexperienced but ravenous cuntlapping was driving her crazy! Even if she hadn't already been turned on by abusing the auburn-haired beauty and making her squirm in front of a roomful of men, and from feeling their lustful gazes on her own tits and ass and pussy mound, she would have been brought to the brink of climax in a matter of seconds. And now she was so horny she could hardly stand it!
Though Ari would have died before admitting it, her torture and humiliation had brought her body to a fine edge where it was super-receptive to the lewd pleasure the other leather girl's lips and tongue were giving her cunt. And even the taste and feel and nearness of the pussy she was consuming was getting her off. At another time the very idea that she could be getting pleasure from having a woman lick her tasty cunt would have appalled her-to say nothing of the idea that she could actually enjoy going down on another woman. But now she couldn't enjoy it. She was about to come!
Pain burst incandescent in her rounded butt. She gave a full throated scream straight into the soaking depths of the whip girl's pussy. The whip girl clutched one-handed at Ari's hair and cried aloud with pleasure. Her other hand raised the whip again and brought it down in a cutting hail on Ari's enflamed rump.
Stroke after agonizing stroke bit into Ari's butt. But at the same time the second twin stepped up her consumption of Ari's pussy. Fresh feelings of pleasure surged into Ari's cunt a thousand times more intense than before!
Pleasure and pain warred in her body. Then the first leather girl's thighs clamped around Ari's head like padded jaws of a bear trap. Her back arched as she ground her pussy into Ari's face, and Ari's mouth was flooded with aromatic essence of climaxing cunt.
Even as the driving passion of orgasm took control of her, she laid a stinging tattoo of leather on Ari's vulnerable ass. And her sister was gobbling the captive's pussy every bit as readily as Ari was eating hers!
Ari's head swam. She couldn't believe it. But she was really and truly delighting in the caress of the whip on her naked flesh. "Mmmmmmppppphhhhh!" she moaned into her tasty mouthful of pussy. She couldn't hear her own ecstatic outcry with the resilient walls of flesh crushing her head. "Ummmmmmwwwwww-uuuuuunnnnnnhhhhhh!" she cried again, and then she was coming too.
The succulent sweetness of her cunt honeys flooded the second leather girl's mouth. She moaned and grabbed her pert pointy tits with both hands as she drove her greedy mouth deeper into Ari's spasming cunt. She ran her tongue in between the loosely-dangling lips of the tied-up woman's pussy, and let the contractions of her strong cunt muscles suck and stroke her tongue like fingers.
White skin and tanned skin contrasted as the two bare-assed girls strove together mouth to pussy in a scintillating orgasm. The audience panted with lust. What an incredible sight!
The whip girl's arm was a blur as she thrashed the captive's ass. Then she threw the whip away, put her head back, and screamed, "Aaaaaaiiiiiiiiii-EEEEEEEEEE!"
Ari couldn't hear it, but she felt it, and something inside of her revelled in the pleasure she was giving the girl who so recently had been publicly torturing her. It was forbidden-it was disgusting-it was degrading. But it was heaven!
At last the girl's thighs released their deathgrip. Ari collapsed onto the floor. Her cheek was pressed to the planking, but her rump was still propped up so that the second leather maid could bring the full power of her mouth to bear on her greedy cunt!
After what seemed a thousand glorious comes, Ari's pussy relaxed. The whip girl's sister kept gobbling happily at her cunt. The whip girl herself was slumped in the chair, fingers toying idly with Ari's lustrous hair.
Slowly Ari came back to herself. Even over the pleasure of the continuing cunt-eating she felt the first stirrings of the awful self-hatred and shame that would follow the full realization of what had been done to her-and what she had done! With a growing horror she became aware of the lustful murmurings of the men in the audience.
Now she heard the sounds of Rosy's other girls circulating among the crowd, singling out their customers and steering them out into the night-heading for individual apartments where the onlookers could drive their throbbing, steel-hard cocks into waiting pussies and let off the erotic pressure that had built up in their balls from watching Ari put through her paces.
I hope they get their money's worth! Ari thought bitterly.