Chapter 6
Amber's face was an ashy gray. She was horrified. Not because of Debby's threat, but because of the story she'd just heard. Gang rape-sex with animals-torture-brutality-recorded on film, no less-just to teach a lesson? Would they do that to me, too? Amber wondered. Oh, I'd die! For a moment she was afraid she might be sick again, but it passed.
"Don't sweat it," Debby said casually. "I got special treatment, because I tried to run away and go back home. If you behave yourself and turn out like a good whore, you'll do okay. Besides, this isn't bad. You get to work lying down, most of the time; and our lords and masters let us keep twenty per cent of the take. Tax free, unless you're queer for Uncle Sam. No rent on the apartment. And this is a nice place. Let me show you around."
She was right. It was nice. Big enough for two girls, with two bedrooms, a big living room, a neat kitchen, and a pleasant view from the terrace outside. Not especially homey, though, Amber decided, following Debby through the various rooms.
And by now, Amber was so used to being naked that only the unexpected cool touch of glass against her nipples reminded her that Charley had ripped the green dress from her body and left her bare. Debby was nude, too, walking with a lazy unconcerned gracefulness. She had a cigarette between her fingers and she blew out smoke rings, perfect smoke rings.
Just as much, Amber envied the way Debby walked, the pronounced but not overdone sway of hips, the way her buttocks moved up and down, the tautness of muscle in Debby's short, sturdy legs. Smooth, slick-looking flesh everywhere on the young prostitute, and it was coated with an even layer of tan. She must use a sun lamp, Amber decided. You can't get a tan like that in April except with a lamp.
"This is the bathroom," Debby said, opening the door. "And since we're here, why don't we get ourselves cleaned up? I smell like a nigger after I've been fucking and, if you haven't noticed yet, so do you. Your hair is a mess, too. Did somebody come in your face? And a douche. That should be the first priority, getting Charley's rotten cum washed out of you."
The bathroom was fairly large and well furnished. Plenty of light, lots of cabinet space. The tub was old-fashioned, big, with swanlike curves and four gilt legs that lifted it from the floor. Debby walked over to the tub and turned on the taps. Steam began to arise as the tub filled.
"Do you know how to use this?" she asked, handing Amber a smallish bottle with a long nozzle at the top. Amber shook her head. Sighing, Debby dropped to her bare knees in front of the young girl. "Spread 'em," she said. "Your legs. I have to put this thing inside you."
Amber spread her feet obediently. Debby put a hand on Amber's cuntal mound and the girl made an involuntary cry of discomfort. "Sorry," Debby said. "Did I hurt you?"
"It's a little tender," Amber confessed. "Like I said, I was fucked for the first time today. For the first three times, I mean."
"Hold still. I'll be as careful as I can."
Debby took hold and her fingers gently parted Amber's labia. It was a strange sensation, the blonde teenager decided, feeling these soft, slender fingers on her cunt. They felt so much like her own, touching the pussy flesh tenderly, not with the harsh, rapist crudity Lou and Charley had shown her.
"Now-" Debby worked the end of the nozzle into Amber's opening. Amber's eyes got big and she said, "Oh!" in surprise as the rubber tube moved up her sheath. There was a momentary tingle of hurting when it slipped past where her cherry had once been nestled, but beyond there it didn't feel exactly bad-it was-she wasn't sure how it felt.
Debby squeezed the balloon-like swell of the bottle and Amber felt something shoot into her pussy-liquid, bubbling its way up her cunt. "Oooohhh," she said in wonder. "It's cold!"
"Cold, but cleansing," Debby said. "Anyway, it's a token effort to keep you from getting knocked up your first day in the business. I'd better remind Lou to get you a prescription for the pill. Until then, I'll share mine with you. I'll bet those bastards never even considered the chance of getting you pregnant, did they?"
"I guess not," Amber said nervously. God, the nozzle of the douche bag was in her so deeply! And it jiggled around every time Debby squeezed more douche up her vagina. Amber's vision blurred and she started to breathe a little harder. "Whew," she said, fidgeting.
Debby gave her one more shot, then extracted the tube as carefully as she'd put it in. Amber shook her head, trying to clear up the haze that overshadowed her vision. Her pussy was very wet, liquid starting to flow from her cunt into her thick bush and down the insides of her legs. Debby reached in, sopping up a little of the overflow with her hand. Her fingers brushed the lips of Amber's pussy again, and Amber felt that mysterious tingle once more. She looked down, but Debby's eyes were fixed on Amber's bush.
"Okay," Debby said abruptly, moving back. She sat down on the commode, her legs widely parted, and she deftly inserted the nozzle into her own cunt. "Mmmm, that feels good!" she grinned as the stuff squirted into her. "Didn't you think so?" Amber shrugged, uncertain. "Well, I'd rather have this gushing up me than Charley's lousy cock." She pulled it out and set it aside. "Mmm. Tub's nearly full. Why don't you take your shoes and stockings off and hop in? I'll get the bubble bath and towels."
Amber removed her shoes and stockings and stepped into the tub. The water was very hot, knee-high when she stood up. She settled down into the water, giving a youthful sound of delight when her ass sank. She splashed happily, enveloping her body in the steamy warmth, and Debby came over with a box of bubble powder. Amber kept on splashing while Debby poured the flakes in, and the surface of the water fizzed over with bubbles. "Lemon?" Amber asked, sniffing. Debby nodded. "I love lemon," Amber sighed.
"Let me get your back," Debby offered, kneeling by the tub. "And I'll help you with your hair, too." Amber leaned forward and Debby began to rub a soapy-cloth up and down her back. The hands moved efficiently on Amber, and the blonde girl began to feel very, very comfortable. She liked back rubs, and this was almost a back rub. Oh, she thought, bathed in bubbles and steam, sitting here I feel like a queen. And Debby's my faithful maidservant, and this is the royal bathroom at the palace and nothing bad happened to me today. Nothing at all.
But I'm not a queen. And Debby isn't my servant. I'm an apprentice whore and she's a pro. And this is a whore's apartment and a whore's bathroom and somewhere today I took a wrong turn on the street and I wound up in hell.
Amber sighed. Her nostrils filled with the lemony scent of the bubbles, and Debby was still washing her back, and she resolved to think about it later. No matter what kind of trouble she was in, she could at least enjoy this luxurious bath.
She leaned back, washing the suds Debby had coated her with, and her little breasts thrust upward, large pink nipples taking five after their workout today. Debby worked shampoo into Amber's short fluffy hair.
"Okay, dunk yourself."
Amber closed her eyes and sank her head in the water. When she came up, Debby poured a bowl of warm tap water across Amber's hair, then smoothed it with her fingers.
Amber picked up a handful of bubbles and let them fall onto her tits. Water ran down the sides of her face as she smoothed soap into her tits, and she was more than a little surprised to feel her nipples stiff and rubbery under her fingers. She covered her tits with her soapy hands and massaged them lovingly, enjoying the pleasant feels which coursed through her entire body.
Even my pussy, she thought. It's not nearly as sore as it was. Soaking it in water was just what the doctor ordered. She squeezed her thighs together under the water, feeling the sweet pressure on her cunt. One hand dropped down, into her lap, and she laid a finger along the crease of her twat. "Aaaahhh," she murmured.
Something touched her shoulder and she looked around quickly. Water ran into one eye and she closed it. Debby's face was only inches from Amber's, moving nearer and nearer. Amber closed her other eye automatically, and then felt Debby's mouth come to rest on her own. Debby slipped her arm around Amber's neck and pulled the girl to the side of the tub. Amber shivered a moment in the prolonged kiss, and then she broke free. "What?" she asked.
Debby sighed. "Oh, what the hell?" She threw one leg over the side of the bathtub. Amber looked up in surprise, catching the unmistakable wink of Debby's pussy lips, not quite concealed by the triangle of brown fur which grew around them. Amber had never seen another woman's cunt that closely. Debby's inner lips poked out friskily through the slit, like two fattened tongues of flesh. Amber reached instinctively between her legs again, felt her own snatch. Not the same, she thought. My labia don't stick out. I'm smooth, smooth with a deep cut running through. Her fingers explored a little more, and the lips of her sex became even warmer than they out to be in the hot water.
Debby settled into the water facing Amber. It seemed a little crowded with two girls sharing the tub, and Amber felt more than a little uncomfortable. She'd never taken a bath with anyone before and she wasn't sure she wanted to stay in the tub with Debby. Strange feelings were simmering in her belly and she didn't fully understand them.
"I, uh, I think I'm finished," Amber said, starting to get up. Debby caught her hand and Amber settled back into the water with a little splash.
"Don't go," Debby said. "It's been a long time since-" She squeezed the hand she was still holding and she leaned forward in the water. Somehow Amber knew what would happen next and, though she urged herself to slide away, to jump out of the tub, her muscles didn't want to respond. She sat still, like a hunter watching a deer path, and then Debby's breasts touched her own stiff-nippled little titties, and Debby's arm locked around Amber's neck, and Amber found herself being kissed. Hungrily. Passionately.
Debby's lips were wet and warm, tongue peeking out between them. Amber moaned through her closed mouth as Debby's slippery tongue brushed back and forth over her lips, and she struggled, with all her strangely depleted strength.
Debby let one hand drop. The fingers landed on the wet, slippery curve of Amber's left breast and they took hold. She fondled Amber's nipple. If it had been stiff before, it became rigid now, in the space of a single hear be at, pointing and swelling and throbbing.
"Nnnnnn." That was Amber Jeannine Houston, groaning her righteous protest. Debby was holding both Amber's tits now, pumping them, pinching off the nipples with sly knowing tweaks that didn't hurt, only stimulated.
It occurred to Amber that her head wasn't being pulled into that strange unnatural kiss any longer. She could snap back out of it if she wanted, simply shake herself loose from Debby's leechlike mouth. If she wanted. But as Debby's lips grew hotter and hotter against her own, she found herself wondering if the kiss was really so strange, so unnatural, so wicked.
"Did you like that?" Debby asked. "I hoped you would, but I couldn't be sure till I tried. God, I can feel your heart beating."
She thrust out her tongue and let its tip glide up and down Amber's face, from hairline to jawbone and back again, both sides. She licked Amber's eyelids, traced a course up one side of Amber's nose and down the other. She licked Amber's lips, licked until the pretty blonde teenager was quivering and trembling in the water and her body was so hot and bothered the steaming bath felt like a snow bank into which she'd fallen naked and aroused.
"Lie back," Debbie said. "Brace your shoulders on the back of the tub and bring your legs up. High. Yes. Now put one of your legs over each of my shoulders. Okay, that's perfect. Now, I'm going to lift you a teensy little bit higher so that your darling little cunt isn't under the water. I want to eat you, but even though I'm a naughty girl I don't need to wash my mouth out with soap while I'm doing it. Oooohh, just look at your pussy! The hairs are all wet and curling away from your slit, and I can see it, sweet and pink and delicious and tight and clean-oh, God, it looks like it's never been used, and it's much too pretty to eat, but I'm going to eat it-I'm going to stick my tongue up you so far you'll feel it in your throat-mmmmmmmmmm!"
She dipped her face into Amber's crotch, blowing away the lingering bubbles, brushing soap away with her fingers, and at the same time she managed to spread the tender lips which had never been breached until this very afternoon. So much, Amber thought.
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Amber moaned as Debby started a furious, zippy kind of licking around the blonde teenager's pretty pearl of a clitoris. She rocked in the tub, sloshing water dangerously near the upper edge, and her legs did a quivery, excited scissor lock on Debby's neck. The brunette whore's head bobbed from side to side, as if she were scratching an itch on the firm but yielding thighs that hemmed in on her, and her long tongue seemed to grow even longer, stretching a mile from her mouth to its destination in Amber's opened pussy trap.
Vaguely she remembered something Charley had said as he was going, about Debby's potential for douching Amber with her mouth. Was that it? She thought so. A crude choice of words, if so. It couldn't begin to describe the beauty of what was happening to her as she offered Debby her cunt with a willing heart and mind.
"Suck me, suck me, suck me," she moaned, helpless in the grip of passion that held her. She grabbed her tits and squeezed them. Debby had toyed till the nipples were hard, but they stiffened even more when Amber got her hands on them. She pinched her rosy pink titty-buttons, felt them throb and quiver between her fingers, tits all wet and slick from soap and sweat, and it seemed that her boobs hardened and swelled even more in her hands, as the hunger became consuming.
"I'm going to come in your mouth," she announced breathlessly. The words tickled her throat and she could barely hear herself saying them. "I'm going to come all over your face! Oh, God, Debby, it's burning inside me-don't stop-my clit-do it again-tick me there, make me shiver and shake-make me splash in the water!"
"Sweet, so sweet," Debby whispered from down between Amber's legs. "Like a virgin. Sweet and delicate and delicious."
"I'm full of cum-juice," Amber went on. "Can you tell? Can you taste it? I'm so wet it feels like I'm peeing into your mouth-but it feels too good to be piss-it has to be my cum, oozing out of me-ooooohhhhhhh-you almost got me that time-hit me again-suck me-get your tongue in my cunt! There it is!"
"Mmmmmmmm," Debby purred and crooned into the pussy convulsing against her face. Her tongue thrust out and lapped up the juices where they seeped and spurted from Amber's hole, and she floated her tongue all through the blonde's pink pussy.
She got her finger into Amber's twat while she spoke, and it corkscrewed in and out of the twitching young pussy, coating its wiggly length with the sweet and tangy secretions of Amber's hole.
Debby screwed in hard, felt Amber groan and buck suddenly, her lower body contorting and shaking. She gave a shrill happy cry of approval, then covered the entire young pussy with her voracious mouth. She dug her teeth into Amber's yielding supple flesh, wiggled her tongue up and down the cleft of the slit, and she sucked.
Amber began moaning and shrieking when Debby's tongue wormed in her cunt. But she didn't have to scream or plead or beg any longer, for she was coming, a river of girl-juice pumping into Debby's mouth. Debby sucked and drank and ate, and her tongue scooped cum from Amber's hole, shoveling the musky treat into her own mouth. She ate with loud, greedy, smacking sounds, and the noise of a willing feaster thrilled Amber almost as much as the act of eating itself. She hammered her pussy into Debby's face, smearing wet tangy juice all over Debby's mouth, and she groaned and moaned and chirped like a songbird. Her hands gripped the rim of the tub and her body trembled in the bathwater and it was a moment of pure joy. Words could never begin to describe it, Amber thought madly. All she could do was accept.