Chapter 7
Sabrina had worked, in one way or another, alt her life. But nothing like she worked far the following three weeks. There came a nightmare of radio and television appearances, newspaper and magazine interviews, and personal dates to open everything from a shopping center to a hot dog stand.
Without ever opening her mouth to sing, she was being made into a celebrity.
She was moved into a large two-bedroom apartment, with Natalie right across the hall from the apartment that Paul shared with his lover. The lover's name was Murry. He was a big, ugly football type.
Sabrina soon realized that she was virtually a prisoner in the apartment.
At the end of the second week, dozens of groups were brought in to work with her. Finally one was selected and the rehearsals started all over again.
With Natalie's help, she learned a presence with the microphone. She also learned how to move with a sensuous animal grace.
Natalie spent long evenings in the apartment with her, going over phrasing and lyrics. Sabrina learned how to caress a note and let it float from deep in her throat.
It was on one of these evenings, just three nights before the opening that Natalie opened up completely to her.
They had been working hard, but there was obviously something wrong with Natalie. She seemed to lose track of time and the current project.
"What's the matter, Natalie?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing."
"Yes, there is. What is it?" Sabrina insisted. "You haven't heard the last twenty bars and you've been staring straight through me."
"I guess," Natalie replied, "I guess I just can't help staring at you when you're dressed like that."
Sabrina had already guessed Natalie's sexual inclinations and she really didn't care. Sabrina's desires were too far.
"Look," Sabrina said, continuing to tinkle on the piano and paying little attention to the woman sitting beside her. "We've gotten pretty close, you and I, over the last three weeks. I consider you a friend. And I am feeling a little randy, so why don't we both just slip out for the evening? We'll go somewhere and find a nice couple. I'll take him and you take her."
"We wouldn't dare," Natalie said.
"Why not?"
"Because Nick would find out about it. He finds out about everything."
"You sum of that?" Sabrina said, turning her head toward Natalie.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Natalie said, staring deep into Sabrina's eyes. "I'm real sure." Then she opened up and told Sabrina how Nick had used her. How he had made a star out of her and then used her body to get concessions all over the country. If a big club owner on the West Coast was a little hesitant about booking one of Nick's acts for far more money than they were worth, a hint was dropped that, if he would agree, there would be a roll in the hay with the recording star, Natalie Thomas, in the deal.
Then there was Nick himself, and Gertie too, who demanded every possible perversion to satisfy their satanic whims. Natalie had started out with a definite attraction and preference for men. Sex with those two soon left her asexual and, after that, she became a devout lesbian. But it soon grew pallid and stale with no love or feeling attached to it. And there was certainly no love with Nick or Gertie.
She couldn't take it and eventually turned to pills, and soon after the hard stuff.
"Believe me," Natalie said as she looked deeply into Sabrina's green eyes, "you really can't figure those two. They aren't just evil. They go beyond it. That's why they have the relationship they do. Have you realized just how much they love each other? Do you know he's never fucked her? They revel in that strange sexual twilight between them. It's so far from the normal that, for them, it becomes normal."
"You sound," Sabrina said, taking a long, deep breath, "like an expert."
"Oh, I am. I'm a real expert. Let me show you the latest."
Natalie stood and reached behind her back. The slurring sound of the zipper on her dress filled the quiet room. She shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell at her feet on the floor.
Sabrina appraised the woman's naked body. Natalie's breasts were more pointy, the belly rounded a little more, and the pubic hair fuller, more like a mat over ha cuntal mound... but otherwise, Sabrina could have been looking at her twin.
"Do you think I have a beautiful body?" Natalie said.
"Yes. Very beautiful."
"They think so, too," Natalie said, turning around. "That's why they did this."
"Jesus," Sabrina gasped, eying the deep, clotted gashes and welts that ran back and forth across Natalie's body from her shoulders to the backs of her thighs.
"And do you know what's worse?" Natalie said, turning back to face her. "I loved it."
"What?"
"That's right. I loved it. I loved every stoke of it. And I loved it when he shoved his big cock clear up my ass and practically ripped my insides apart. That's when you know you've lost everything. When the only way you can enjoy it any more is when you hate it. That's why they're sick... and so am I."
"I can take care of myself," Sabrina said, dropping her eyes.
"Can you?" Natalie replied. "I doubt it."
She moved to Sabrina's side. Her mammoth, swaying breasts were right beside Sabrina's head, one elongated nipple now and then touching her.
"I like you a lot, Sabrina. Get out! Get out now while there's something in life you still care about."
"I'll be all right."
"Sabrina... it's been a long time since I've felt any tenderness for anyone but..."
"Don't start now," Sabrina said, rising and avoiding the other woman's longing stare.
"I think... I think I might be falling in love with you."
"Don't be silly," Sabrina laughed. "All you want to do is bed me down."
Natalie put her arms around Sabrina. Gently, she molded her nude body against her.
The warmth of Natalie's skin against her on, covered only by a thin nightgown, set up unwanted tremors in Sabrina's body. That, coupled with the lack of any sex in nearly three weeks, sent heady waves of excitement through her flesh.
Carefully, Natalie unbuttoned the front of Sabrina's gown to expose one pink-tipped breast. She cupped it in her hand and guided it as deep as possible into her mouth.
Gluttonously, Natalie devoured the breast, taking it deeper and deeper between her lips. She felt Sabrina's nipple inflate and become taut under her hot tongue. It grew to a hard knob as Natalie chewed and sucked.
Slowly, Sabrina began to respond, arching her back and moving her hips toward Natalie's, searching for the matted mound of her cunt.
Natalie grabbed the straps of Sabrina's nightie and stripped the garment from her body in one quick movement. Her eyes traced a pattern of lust aver Sabrina's nude form as she dropped to her knees, placing her face directly in line with Sabrina's auburn-covered cunt.
Sabrina couldn't help herself. Her body and her mind needed a release from tension from the work.
Her legs parted to make way for Natalie's scorching lips and hot, darting tongue. The heated pink tip parted the fleshy lips and slapped up and down the slit lovingly. Natalie's tongue furrowed its way down to Sabrina's anus and then back up to caress and tremble against her clit. In a series of slow, even strokes, Natalie worked the tiny bud into a throbbing, pulsating organ.
Sabrina wanted it, needed it. It could been a cock probing at her cunt so great were the sensations that Natalie's tongue caused in her screaming body. She braced her feet on the floor and spread her legs even wider, at the same time hunching her cunt down harder against Natalie's invading tongue.
"Faster," she moaned. "Do it faster. Forget the hole. Just work on my clit. Yes... oh, Jesus, yes. That's it!"
Natalie increased the tempo of her attack, her hands moving over the backs of the girl's legs and along the gentle, dimpled curve of her ass-cheeks. Sabrina's inner thighs held and caressed Natalie's head and cheeks as her passion mounted.
"Don't stop, Nat! God, don't even slow don," she cried, squirming the lips of her wet cunt aver Natalie's face. "Oh shit! Don't stop! Make me cream! Make me come!"
Sabrina locked Natalie's bobbing head between her taut thighs in order to capture it and make sure the passion-giving tongue would continue its rapture-giving assault. Her hips pumped in spasmodic jerks until her whale body became a frenzy of heated desire.
With a scream, Sabrina threw her weight forward, forcing Natalie back and down to the floor. Soon she was on her back beneath the pounding buttocks and flew cunt. Sabrina's full weight was on her face, her gyrating hips grinding the moist sweetness of her slit into Natalie's mouth.
The copious flow of heated juices from Sabrina's auburn-covered cunt run down the sides of Natalie's face and into her hair. The odor of Sabrina's heated pussy was like an aphrodisiac. It turned Natalie on and made her work all the harder to satisfy the beautiful body above her.
Sabrina felt the tongue in her cunt probe to its fullest length, Natalie's lips holding her clit in a moist, intimate kiss. Natalie's hands moved up over her heaving, sweating belly and massaged her hard-tipped, swollen breasts. Sabrina ground her clit against the other woman's teeth and, unable to stifle a cry of joy, she felt her body stiffen with the pleasure of a climax.
"Nat... oh my God! Nat! Nat! Natalieeeee it's so good! You can stick a cunt so good!"
Natalie's passion had been aroused by her ability to give pleasure to this beautiful girl. She went at it even harder, running her tongue up and down the moist crevice, darting it in and out of her asshole, and curling it around hot pulsing clitoris.
Then she sucked the tiny love-button, lapping at it with her tongue, teasing Sabrina to greater heights of passion. She sucked and sucked, the body above her writhing frantically.
Sabrina's throat erupted into a high-pitched wail as she felt Natalie's tongue plunge as deeply into her vagina as it could go.
Sabrina's body throbbed and throbbed into a trilling climax that surged through her in weakening waves. The waves were centered in her gushing cunt and rippled throughout her body.
"Good," Sabrina moaned. "It was so good."
Natalie's eyes were closed as she swallowed Sabrina's cuntal juices and her hands tore frantically at her own pussy. Suddenly she realized tat Sabrina's cunt was no longer glued to her mouth. She opened her eyes.
Sabrina was standing in front of her only a few fret away, staring curiously down at her as her hands worked wildly between her widely-splayed thighs.
"Now me... me," Natalie begged. "Get between my legs and rub your clit against mine and bring me off. Oh, Jesus, I need it. Do me now, Sabrina!"
Sabrina watched Natalie's gaping, wet cunt open and close over her fingers in wild contractions.
Then she turned on her heel and walked into her bedroom, closing the door solidly behind her.
"Well, I'll be damned," Natalie said, momentarily stopping the ministrations on her own pussy. "You just might be able to take care of yourself after all."