Chapter 8
Jane woke up the next morning feeling like she had never felt before. The whole world seemed to be bright and shining like it was brand new She even hummed a little tune as she stood in front of the bedroom mirror and thought about the events of the days. How foolish she had been to think that her aunt and Karla were evil. It seemed like another girl who had resisted their advances and who had tried so foolishly to run away. She turned on the bath and gently lowered herself into the water. It felt warm and fine against the soreness of her cunt and ass. The plugs and dildoes had taken a delightful toll on her genitals. But the heat of her pain only gave her joy. For it was the symbol of her devotion to her aunt who had been so good to her for so long. She soaped herself with thick lather and then rinsed it off. Seeing Karla's straight razor on the soap rack, she got an idea. Leaning back in the tub she lathered up her pussy and began to shave. At first the pull of the blade hurt. But as she moved along and got into the subtle curving of her pubic mound she began to enjoy it. The hot water felt good against the fresh shaven patches of her pussy as she carefully stroked the offending hair from it. How pretty my cunt is she thought. How lovely. So pink and full the lips pursed ready to accept the largest of cocks or the most delicate butterfly kiss. She stroked her cunt to single out any hairs which had escaped her grooming. She wanted everything to be perfect down there for her aunt. Jane had gotten up early to plan how to show her aunt and Karla what a changed person she was. How willing and eager she was to serve. All she wanted was what Miranda had tried to give her all along. Love, and affection and a little touch of discipline.
Her heart beat faster as she ran over the tasty memory of the spanking over and over in her mind.
The fire that had spread out from her bottom had swallowed everything in its path. Inflaming her to a temperature that was so unbelievably hot that she was amazed that she didn't just burst into flames and die on the spot. Her fingers probed around the gentle curves of her pussy and she stroked the sensitive shaven skin. Her mind drifted back over time and thought of all the lovely warm wet things she would do for her mistress.
An idea struck her as she got up out of the bath and began to towel off her body. She looked at her pink and rosy reflection in the mirror. Her tits stood out firmly from her body. Her ribs showed through her pure white skin. Turning she examined the graceful slope of her ass her own reflection beginning to turn her on. She pushed the thoughts of immediate lust from her mind and instead devoted herself to thinking of the thousand wonderful things she would do for her aunt.
Returning to her room she stood before her mirror and tried to decide what to wear. Apparently her actions of the past two days had won back some of the privileges she had so foolishly lost. She picked out a pair of white lace panties and slipped them on. The tight fit of the silk felt wonderful against her skin. The round bulge of her pubis with its thin dividing lips showed clearly through the flimsy fabric. Jane gave a few girlish twists around the room. She felt lighter than air as she danced down the hall to the stairs. She wanted to serve Karla and Miranda breakfast in bed. Walking through the dining room she saw about six of the regulars having a quiet cup of coffee. How pretty they all are she thought. She wanted to rush up and bury her head between their thighs to show them how happy she was to be counted amongst their number. She longed for the hot girl smells. She wanted to kiss and suck each of them until their backs arched and they screamed and convulsed in pleasure. She wanted them to smear her with oils and rub her supple frame till each and every muscles of her body was completely relaxed. She closed her eyes and thought about the sensations of twin dildos inside her. Of the rhythm of life; in and out, in and out.
Her breathing began to get deeper and faster as her own imagination forced her to new visions of lust. One of the brunching women looked at her with a hot lusty gaze. Jane returned it fully.
"How may I serve you mistress?" she asked the full breasted beauty. "What pleasure can I bring you?" The older woman smiled and reached out a red fingernailed hand and cupped her tits. She brushed her lips along the ridges of her nipples giving the rings a gentle tug with her teeth.
"Sit down here," the lesbian directed. Jane cleared a place on the table in front of the woman.
"As you wish mistress."
"Now spread your legs." the older woman directed.
"Yes ma'am," Jane replied and spread her milky thighs as wide apart as she could. The older women gave her a wolfish grin and then picked an ice cube from the glass beside her.
With slow gentle strokes, the woman rubbed the ice up and over her fresh shaven cunt. The cold sent strange new sensations through Jane's body. She gave a shudder as the ice was pressed to the nub of her clit. Her hands moved to manipulate her tits. Once the lesbian had completely iced her cunt she began to tongue it. She pushed her face into Jane's young snatch like it was the last food on earth. The combined sensations of hot and cold forced a deep and lusty growl from somewhere inside the young girl. The lesbian moved her tongue faster and faster. She flicked her skillful tongue over and over the clit. Electric shocks shot through her body as the woman shoved first one ice cube and then more into the delicate opening of her vagina.
"Yes mistress. Yes, yes," she yelled as her cunt sent waves of cold hot pleasure to her brain: "More please more," she begged and rubbed her tits hard. She wanted to fill her mouth with something. The tension in her cunt forced her to.
"Sit on my face," she pleaded to no one in particular. "Fuck my face. I need you on my hot mouth." Her cries so different from any which had ever come from her mouth. "Yes, yes," She moaned some more as the skillful dyke began to remove the ice from her pussy with her tongue. Jane felt strong hands pull her back on the table. Full warm lips enveloped hers and a hot red tongue forced its way into the deep recesses of her mouth. The kisses seemed to go right to the bottom of her very being. Her soul and heart just extensions of the lust which filled her brain. Passion ripped through her as the mouth became a cunt and the sweet taste of women filled her mouth. Her tongue quickly found the button of the woman's clit and trapping it up against the bone of her pelvis she moved her pearl white teeth over its erect surface. The woman responded by grinding her cunt harder into her face. Someone at the table put a pot of honey in her hand. Jane reached up and smeared it over the ass legs and pussy of the woman on top of her. The sticky sweet goo coated her cunt and Jane greedily licked it off.
"Good slave, good slave," the woman intoned as she moved her honey coated cunt over the willing lips and tongue. "My god, I'm coming, I'm coming," she shouted. The hot girl juices poured out to mix with the honey making a pungent sauce for Jane's genital snack.
"It tastes so good," she moaned and licked the rest of the juice from between her legs. The sensations at her cunt were building up. The hot waves of pleasure charged up her legs and made her jerk and spasm like a thing possessed. This made the woman at her cunt go wild. Jane could feel different solid objects go up her snatch but her vision was blocked by the gyrating ass and pussy of the woman on her face. How wonderful it all felt. She could not believe that once she had thought of these wonderful women as some kind of sick and deranged group of animals.
"Harder, ' harder," she demanded and she could feel the wide head of a dildo being fitted to her willing wide cunt. These women were all so willing please her. Always ready to help her up and over the boundaries of her lust and on into the land of screams and pleasure. Now the woman at her cunt began to move the object of her lust faster and faster in and out of her wet cunt. Jane was being driven wild and the force of her passion was so great that she began to bite and chew on the soft inner thighs of the woman on her face. The pleasure was too much for her. She could feel herself begin to slid over the edge and the liquid fire which accompanied her climaxes began to build and build.
"Now, now, now, now," she yelled as if the women did not already know by the wild moving of her hips and the thrashing of her limbs that she was dangerously close to fulfillment.
"Arragh!". she screamed as the lesbian at her cunt began to put the ice to her clit. "Fuck fuck, fuck," was all she could say as the cold and the heat met and ripped the last ounces of come from her cunt.
The woman astride her face gave a guttural grunt and fell back noisily onto the table. Jane screamed once more and gave a galvanic jerk and lay quiet. As the last waves of orgasm passed over her the sound of her own fast beating heart drowned out all noise around her. Jane rolled off the table and retrieved her panties from the place on the floor where they had been carelessly tossed in the heat of passion. Jane felt alive and fulfilled but she still had the most important task of the morning still to perform.
She wanted to prove to her aunt and Karla how much she really did care about them. She wanted to be there in the room when they woke up all clean and sweet smelling with their breakfast on a big silver tray. She wanted to kiss their warm sleeping cunts and tickle them to life with her tongue. She wanted to kiss and suck the beautiful breasts of her aunt. To plant long wet kisses on the large whiteness of Karla's behind.
Jane ran to the kitchen and instructed the cook as to what she wanted. She took the food and the silver tray and arranged it all as nicely as she could. She wanted this to be a special morning. The most special one of her whole life. She wanted to show how full of love she was. How grateful she was to her kind aunt who had given her so much and asked for so little in return
Softly Jane padded into the bedroom on bare feet. Miranda and Karla were still both asleep in the same twisted pile that they had ended up in the night before. As quiet as a mouse Jane walked to her aunt's side of the bed and pulling down the covers gently parted her long thin legs. The beauty of her cunt almost took Jane's breath away. The high mound of her hip bones a jutting contrast to the soft slope of her belly and the lush region of her pubis. The delicate pink lips seemed to smile up at her as she stretched out on the bed so she could kiss and lick them. Carefully so as not to wake her up Jane parted the lips. With the point of her tongue she traced a tiny circle around the redness of her clit. A little tremor passed through Miranda's sleeping body. Her mind responded instinctively to the caress.
Jane ran her tongue over the nub of flesh, and was delighted with the response. Miranda was sexy even when she slept. Her hot juices beginning to flow without her even being awake. Jane loved if. Her mouth worked its magic on her aunt's soft places. Her mind was clear and her heart was full as she paid homage to the lovely snatch. Gently she spread the lips and fed one of her long short nailed fingers into the opening. How hot it was inside there. like some kind of girl furnace. She moved her finger in and out of the juicy slit. Her tongue still lapping gently on the button of her clitoris. Miranda instinctively arched her back to give Jane more room to maneuver. She slipped her finger in and out of the hole wishing she had a big thick cock with which to fill it. She wanted her own thick tube of hot meat to jam deep inside her aunt's special heat. She wanted to draw a big thick penis over the nub of her clit. Then tease and tempt it with the Cyclops eye as it spits, its hot load out into the world. She did the next best thing. Making a tight package out of three of her fingers she shoved them inside.. Miranda gave a little shudder and against the tension of the digits came. Her hot liquid bathing Jane's face as her tongue rode the fast moving button of her clit. As the last of the waves of passion washed over her body Miranda awoke. She looked down at the smiling face of her niece-and immediately knew what was up.
"What a lovely way to wake up," she said obviously moved by her niece's attempt to please her. "And breakfast too," she said as she spied the tray loaded down with the goodies Jane had commandeered from the kitchen. "Would you feed me?" she asked. It was the first time she had ever made a request of her niece. The first time it was not the order of one dominant woman to her slave, but rather a loving woman begging a favor of a kind and sexy friend. Jane replied and bunching up some pillows she placed the tray across her aunt's naked lap.
Jane half filled a coffee cup and brought the steaming liquid to her aunt's lips. This is fun she thought. like having a big baby to take care of. She placed a gentle hand behind her aunt's neck and helped her pour the hot drink into her mouth. A small trickle of coffee slipped out of the corner of Miranda's mouth and Jane quickly reached out her tongue to lick it away. Jane broke a muffin in half and buttered it. Lifting it with the plate beneath to catch the crumbs she fed her aunt the tasty morsel.
"That's good," she said and smiled at her niece. That one smile meant more to Jane than all the gold in the world. It told her that she was giving pleasure to the one person in the world who mattered to her more than anything else. Miranda could sense that Jane wanted her approval badly so she took her pretty face in her hand and planted a soft wet kiss on her willing lips.
"This is the best morning I've ever had," she said, tracing her lips over the forehead and even kissing the tip of her nose. "You've really out done yourself this time." Miranda plucked a grape from the bunch on the tray and put it between her lips. Leaning her head forward she offered the snack to Jane. Smiling Jane put her mouth on that of her aunt and sucked the grape inside.
"Oh auntie I love you." Jane said her emotions getting the better of her.
"And I love you too, That's how it should be between a girl and her aunt. I'd do anything in the world for you and you would do anything in the world for me." Miranda gave her cheek a pat and looked into her eyes. "I'm so glad everything turned out so well. I was afraid the whole thing was just going to be a disaster. I remember when I saw you for the first time that horrible day your parents died. I remember thinking how lovely it would be to have such a pretty and smart young lady around the house to amuse my guests."
"And I remember thinking you were my fairy god mother come down to save me from a life of drudgery."
"And so I am my dear. So I am." Miranda said. "This will go on forever and ever. "Miranda looked over at the deeply breathing form of Karla.
"Shall we wake up Karla and let her enjoy some of this wonderful food?" Miranda asked. Jane nodded her head in hasty agreement. The two women moved to the form of the sleeping lesbian and with one of them on either side began to stroke and massage her squat powerful body. Jane had never realized just how powerful the dyke was. Her shoulders were as broad as those of a full grown man. The muscles of her whip arm were iron hard beneath the coarse texture of her skin. Jane gently kissed one of her large brown nipples. She took the bit of flesh between her teeth and moved her tongue around it in gently expanding circles. Miranda did the same thing on the other side and the two girls locked hands and rubbed them up and down the body of the sleeping giantess.
Jane buried her head in the wide, soft, sweet expanse of flesh. She pushed her face into the soft recesses of her belly. Her tongue licked an erotic trail down the line between her naval and her cunt. Her lips worked slowly at the gates to her cunt and probed a gently growing trail deep inside her pussy. Miranda reached down and spread the legs of her lover wide and began to manipulate her clit as Jane licked and sucked her way around the deep cleft of her cunt. The dual activity at her most sensitive spot made the sleeping women writhe and moan. The warm wet juices began to trickle down onto Jane's cheeks and Miranda leaned over to lick them from her shining face. The two met in a long passionate kiss. Each tasting the sweat and saliva of sexual exertion. Jane moaned loud as her aunt shoved her tongue down her throat. The hard point of it rubbing the roof of her mouth. Jane wanted to suck the wonderful living thing all the way in. She licked it and kissed back as hard as she could. If Miranda needed any proof of her unbridled passion this was it.
Jane fondled her tits and brushed moist fingers up against the naked lips of her cunt.
"So good, so good," she whispered. "Fuck me now, fuck me fast." Jane pushed her aunt back down on the bed and spread her legs. She took her aunt's favorite penis from the rack and began to shove it in and out of her own cunt before Miranda's wide and staring eyes.
"Is this what you want?" she asked as the huge phallus disappeared inside her cunt. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to shove this up your ass, up your cunt. Is that it." The greed and lust began to show on her formerly girlish face.
"Yes, yes. Please fuck me, please." Jane slid the dildo out from between her legs and placed its large head still dripping with her cunt juice at the gates of her aunt's cunt.
"You want it now?" she asked, savoring the momentary role of master. "Shall I put it here, or here?" She said shoving it first all the way up her cunt then out and into her ass-hole. Miranda was beyond speech. Her desire so strong that it seemed to be a living breathing thing. This was what she had always dreamed of. Having her own flesh and blood to tease and tempt her. To give her the hard throbbing pleasures of the flesh. Jane began to shove the prick in and out. Deeper and deeper inside her aunt until she needed both hands to get it back out of the hungry hole.
"Yes, give me more. Give me more." Miranda yelled. "Fill me up fuck my hot cunt. Kiss it. Yes, that's it. Ahhh!" Her aunt was giving herself over completely to the absolute pleasure at her cunt. Her movements made the bed shake and this disturbed Karla enough to rouse her.
The fog of sleep was still in her eyes as she looked over the scene in bed next to her. It was if they had all never parted. As if this bed was the center of the universe and none of them would ever leave it. She began to move her hand in and out of her own cunt in the rhythm of Miranda's heavy breathing. Doing as much for herself as she could. The dyke jammed whole hand into the gaping hole of her cunt and joined Miranda in panting and moaning. Jane stopped pumping the dildo and pulled it out She plucked Karla's hand aside and inserted the massive plastic member. The tough dyke grunted with the effort of accepting such a large offering so fast. Jane lips found the button of her clit and locked onto it.
Her tongue and lips moved in lightning strokes as Karla moved faster and faster. Miranda reached over and began to tweak and gently twist her nipples in the rough way she liked.
"More, more," the huge women begged and Jane redoubled her efforts with her tongue and lips. Soon the hot cunt contracted and gripped the dildo with steely muscles. Jane removed the dildo and she spread the cheeks of her ass to take in the huge and alien visitor. With one savage thrust she shoved the member in and with Miranda's help rolled the passion dyke onto her stomach.Jane took the riding crop off the rack and forced the blunt handle up the lesbian's hot cunt. Karla grunted as both stiff objects moved faster and faster in and out of her ass hole and pussy.
Jane raised the whip above her head and brought it down with a loud smack on the up turned and cock filled butt. Again she raised it and again she brought it cracking down. Karla seemed to love receiving pain as much as she loved to give it. Jane was really enjoying herself. She felt powerful as she realized the full extent that the two hard core lesbians were in her thrall. She had them hooked on her body and on her lovemaking. Every thing she had ever dreamed of could be hers if only she could keep them hooked on her tender services. Maybe her aunt would buy her her own love slave. One she could degrade and use with abandon. Some one who would eat her breakfast from her cunt and call her mistress. Perhaps she could have a boy as well. It would be nice to have a stiff hard cock available all the time. To suck and lick until the hot white magic juice spurted out onto her face and hair. She thought of the delicious feeling as John had pumped hot ribbons of come into her mouth down her throat. So much that it spilled out over her tits and warmed her nipples.
"Oh my god," Karla shouted and her whole body lifted up off the bed like she was going to jump right through the roof. "Yes, yes, yes, Look out here it comes." She screamed and the hot wet pussy juices spilled out onto the silk sheets. Miranda lay back against the pillows and took a plum from the tray. Karla looked up but could not move. So total was her fatigue of lust.
"Good morning." Miranda said to her smiling "It's so nice to have a girl around the house.