Chapter 8
Babs Lanier was a broken woman. In the space of a few short days, she had become hopelessly addicted to the masochistic torments inflicted on her by her sadistic captors. Although she at times feared for her daughter's safety, she was beginning to hope that her husband never came to rescue her. That way she could wallow endlessly in her new role as chambermaid-sex slave. She was even beginning to get used to her dreadful blue cotton uniform, although she still blushed and felt horribly self-conscious when a motel guest spotted her in it.
"Come with us, Babs," Max Thompson told her when he caught sight of her in the motel hallway.
The young matron said nothing as he took her by the arm and started leading her out through a backdoor, The young bellboy, Steve Carter, and Max's girl friend Kathleen were waiting for them in a late model passenger car. With Steve at the wheel, Babs found herself in the backseat between Max and his intended fiance. Feeling uneasy and self-conscious, the older woman tugged at the hem of her blue uniform to cover up more of her black stockings.
"Not so modest!" Max said, grinning at her. As he spoke, he reached over and pulled her hem upward, not stopping until her tautly pulled dark stockingtips, garter belt clips and a glimpse of milk white thigh were on view.
Blushing to the roots of her brunette hair, Babs made no attempt to resist him although she felt simply brazen with her dress pulled up like that. She could sense that the young woman at her side was looking at her with more than a little interest, and that made her decidedly uncomfortable. "Could you tell me where you're taking me?" she addressed the question to Max.
"To a party!" Max replied. "It seems that your husband has finally raised the ransom money, so we're going to have one final fling before we let you go!
Babs felt strangely unexcited about her forthcoming release. In fact, the news was a little disappointing.
"I'm surprised you're not more elated, Babs," Max said, placing one hand familiarly on her stocking-clad thigh as he spoke. "Perhaps you've come to enjoy your new role as chambermaid and playmate."
The remark produced snickers from his two companions. Watching his hand carefully, Babs thought it best not to reply. To her dismay and consternation, Kathleen placed her hand on her opposite thigh and began kneading it in a familiar manner! The Lesbian familiarity made the brunette matron simply freeze, and she sat rigidly trying to maintain her self-control. To her relief they soon arrived at what was apparently their destination, a little, out-of-the-way cottage off the main highway.
"Okay, Babs, out we go!" Max said as he opened the car door. The four of them emerged from the car and prepared to go inside. "All right, Babs, keep your hands busy!" Max told her, motioning upward with his hands.
Babs knew exactly what he meant. Blushing furiously but secretly enjoying her own humiliation, the young matron reached down and rolled the hem of her blue uniform up to reveal her dark stockingtops and white thighs.
"Okay, forward march!" Max said, after hastily stripping a slender switch from a nearby sapling.
Keenly aware of Steve and Kathleen's amused snickers, Babs marched red-faced and ashamed into the house with her dress held brazenly aloft. Max followed her in a closely supervisory fashion, flicking the switch menacingly against her nylons to make her all the more apprehensive, Inside the cottage he flicked on a switch that lit up a surprisingly spacious, well furnished living room.
"When are you going to start making her do tricks?" Kathleen asked in an expectant voice.
Babs shuddered and cast a spiteful glance at the buxom, cheap looking blonde whom she had already grown to despise. Standing self-consciously in the middle of the room while the others flopped into comfortable seats, Babs submissively kept holding her dress up in self-abasement although she knew only too well what a sight she was making of herself.
"Get down to your garter belt and stockings!" Max told the embarrassed matron, flicking the switch at her to show that he meant business.
Blushing and trying hard to pretend that she did not notice the amused and interested looks she was receiving, Babs slipped out of her blue chambermaid uniform and hung it over the back of a chair. Unable to look any of them in the eye, she stood meekly before them attired only in pink satin latex brassiere, matching panties, black garter belt and sheer black nylon hose. Steve's appreciative whistle and Kathleen's amused titters made her feel all the more embarrassed.
"Come on, we haven't got all day!" Max urged. Slipping out of her shoes, Babs self-consciously began undoing her brassiere. The attentive audience watched closely as her full, scarlet-dipped breasts spilled seductively from the cones of the brassiere, and jounced like bowls of jello from their suddenly lost support.
"Take it off! Take it off!" Steve called out playfully, as if he were in a burlesque house.
Shamefaced and crimson with embarrassment, Babs hooked her fingers into the waistband of her pink panties. As she did so, she was very uncomfortably aware of the fact that the other female present was eyeing her just as intently as the males, and that could lead to things she didn't want to think about. After a moment's hesitation, Babs stripped off her panties and stood in sexual shame before her captors attired only in her black garter belt and nylon stockings.
"Come over here!" Max commanded.
Babs obeyed although she did not like the sight of the penile-looking object in his hand. The artificial penis was in fact a dildo, though that particular word was not in her vocabulary.
"Turn around," Max told her. "Now bend over and spread your cheeks!"
Thoroughly embarrassed at having to expose herself like that, Babs shuddered as she felt the lewd object being inserted into her anal canal. "Oooh!" she gasped, trying to take evasive action.
"Hold still!" Max demanded.
Tears that mixed discomfort and humiliation trickled down the older woman's face as the dildo dilated her anal channel.
"Now hold it in there yourself!" Max told her, permitting her to straighten up. "We got a bigger one in case you let that one fall out!"
Feeling ridiculous and humiliated, Babs stood miserably aware of the broad grins on the others' faces.
"Okay, Steve, let's get undressed," Max suggested.
The two men began removing their clothes. As more and more bare masculine flesh came into view, Babs felt some sense of relief that the other female present was remaining fully clothed at least for the moment. Completely nude, the two men seated themselves casually a few feet apart.
"Come on, Babsie," Max said in a tormenting voice. "You got two cocks to get hard, so get to work! Show us what you can do with that hot mouth of yours!"
"Oh, please, not in front...." Babs' knees buckled at the very thought of performing such an act in front of an audience.
"Yes, in front of everyone!" Max broke in in a loud voice, picking up the switch as he spoke. "You're going to get down on your knees and suck cock! And keep that dildo in your ass while you're doing it!"
"Oooooooh!" Gasping with self-pity and distress, Babs collapsed to a kneeling position before her sadistic captor. Casting a darting glance at the spectators, the miserable woman clasped Max's slack penis in one hand and held it out at the right angle.
"Put it in your mouth!" Max demanded.
Casting another hasty look around, Babs shamefacedly opened her pretty mouth and surrendered. As she worked the crown of Max's sleek cock between her lips, she was all too aware of the fact that Kathleen had moved into a position where she could observe the enforced fellatio in every detail. Burning with humiliation and degradation, Babs began the process of learning that masochistic gratification could be greatly intensified by having an appreciative audience to titillate one's exhibitionistic tendencies.
"Look at her chow down on that!" Kathleen remarked with an amused laugh. "A born cocksucker if there ever was one!"
Humiliated by the younger woman's scornful words, Babs stroked and fondled Max's prick with one hand and her mouth, while reserving the other hand to hold the dildo in her rear-end. The tormented tourist could feel the blood flowing quickly into Max's supple organ, which rapidly began to shape up under her intimate caresses.
"Look at her eat cock!" Kathleen remarked, leaning even closer to observe the hotly blushing fellatrix.
"Make her stop, please!" Babs impulsively pleaded, abruptly withdrawing her mouth from her tormentor's quickly expanding penis.
"Put it back in your mouth, Babsie!" Max told her in an irate voice. "I told you to suck cock, so keep doing it!"
"Ooooooh!" Babs moaned with self-pity as she immediately capitulated and plunged her mouth down over Max's purplish-hued cock-head. Trying to ignore the fact that everyone was watching her, she sucked and stroked on Max's masculine organ in total submission. Out of the comer of her eye, she noticed that Kathleen had removed her slacks and sweater and was starting to peel off her white bra and panties. As Max's cock swelled to its full proportions, Kathleen finished disrobing completely.
"Okay, slave, you got another cock to work on!" Max reminded her.
"Oh, please, don't make me do this in front of...." Babs protested as she drew back.
"Shut up!" Max told her curtly. "Put Steve's cock in your mouth and start sucking on it!"
Miserable and unable to look at any of them, and ashamed as well as sexually titillated by the dildo with which she was abasing herself, Babs rose and walked over to Steve's seated figure. As she did so, she noticed Max and Kathleen lewdly fondling one another's naked bodies as they smirked and tittered at her lowly status. Humiliated but aglow with masochistic exhilaration, Babs almost fell to her knees before Steve and began fellating him in a worshipful manner.
"You've really got her trained, baby!" Kathleen told her boyfriend with an amused laugh.
"You should have seen that hoity-toity society lady when I first got hold of her!" Max replied with a laugh.
Her cheeks burning words, Babs sucked miserably on Steve's bright red penis. Quickly responding to the older woman's oral caresses, the masculine shaft quickly expanded and hardened into a full, throbbing erection. Despite her degradation, Babs could not deny that she enjoyed the taste of hot, hard cock in her mouth.
"Now that you're both hard, why don't you both plug it to her at the same time?" Kathleen suggested with a naughty giggle.
The lewd suggestion made Babs shudder and the kneeling matron started to turn around to protest. But Steve's hand caught her head and pushed her face back toward his stiffly erect member.
"Keep it in your mouth," the young mar directed her.
Max and Kathleen got up and strolled over to the other two.
"Okay, slave, up on your feet," Max directed. "But keep bent over at the waist with Steve's cock in your mouth!"
Two pricks in me at once! Oh, my God, this really can't be happening to me, Babs thought to herself. I never dreamed of something like that ever happening to me! Without relinquishing Steve's hot pounding prick from her oral embrace, Babs managed to get to her stocking feet. The bent over position left her feeling thoroughly vulnerable from the rear, but she assumed that Max would not replace the dildo that was expanding in her anal canal. "Here, Kathy, hold the dildo in her ass!" Max suggested.
The buxom young blonde was only too willing to help out, and Babs immediately felt the pressure as she jabbed it in a little farther.
"Mmmmmmm!" Babs' pained reaction was largely muffled by the presence of Steve's turgid prick in her mouth.
Max stepped up behind the bent over woman and Babs immediately felt his jutting penis sliding into her hot, steamy vagina. With the available space reduced by the dildo, it was a tight fit. It's unbelievable, Babs thought to herself, horrified but thrilled by the depths of depravity to which she had sunk. Two pricks in me at the same time! Three, in fact! Who would ever dream a housewife like me would be in to something like this?
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Babs tried to speak but Steve's thick cock made it impossible for her to get the words out.
"Just keep sucking, Babsie!" Steve told her, holding her brunette head in his lap. "No need for you to talk!"
Standing erect behind her, Max began to thrust with easy flowing motions, penetrating fully with each forward thrust. He could feel the hot oils bubbling up in her pink tunnel, thoroughly soaking his raging prick with their syrupy fluids.
"Just keep that dildo in her ass!" he directed Kathleen.
"Jeez, what a sight!" Kathleen remarked as she watched the three of them in action.
Doubly stimulated by the dildo in her rectal channel and the surging prick in her vagina, Babs excitedly sucked on Steve's rock hard slab of manmeat. Her fingers eagerly stroked and pulled on those portions she couldn't get into her mouth, and at times she couldn't resist the temptation to gently stroke his bright red balls. The look of contemptuous superiority on the young man's face as he watched her submissive performance enhanced her masochistic arousal.
"This old gal is really some cocksucker!" Steve announced. "Life's going to be dull for her after this!"
He's right, of course, Babs told herself. I'll never be the same again. Once you've done things like this, you can't change. Oh, God, two cocks in me at once and I'll bet they're both going to explode any second! Tormented by thoughts of the double creaming to come, the excited woman sucked furiously on Steve's bone hard tool while at the same time shaking her hips with complete abandon. The dual titillation of the hard dildo and Max's even harder prick left her tiny clitoris burning with raw, feverish intensity.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Breathless and moaning with sexual desire, Babs nevertheless managed to keep Steve's wildly pulsating shaft deeply plunged into her mouth. The young man was running his hands through her brunette hair, more or less forcibly holding her in position. She could sense that he was going to detonate at any moment.
"She's gonna give any second!" Kathleen remarked, screwing the dildo in as far as it would go.
Jerking his pelvis with quick, jerky movements, Steve held back as long as he could and finally simply let go. Babs' entire body jerked convulsively as hot masculine lava blasted into her mouth, splattering in all directions. At the same time, Max thrust forward with all his might and the young matron felt a hot hose-like gush of masculine cream in her vagina.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Gurgling happily on Steve's murky, viscous fluids, Babs surrendered to a violent orgasm and would have completely lost her balance had not Max been holding her. The intense spasms inspired by her first double-creaming assaulted her with intense force, and her entire body shuddered as if struck by lightning. Two pricks at once, I can't believe it, the tormented woman kept repeating to herself. Two pricks at once! How many other women my age have ever had something like that happen to them?
"Ahhhhhhh!" Max said with obvious satisfaction as he withdrew from the bent over woman's vagina.
Breathless and feeling weak, Babs sank to her knees between Steve's outstretched legs. Although no one told her to do so, she kept the dildo in her rear and submissively licked Steve's now slack prick to clean it of the excess cream.
"Well, it seems to me that you studs are having all the fun," Kathleen spoke with mock petulance. "I don't see why she can't turn me on too!"
Still trying to recover from the emotional shock waves of her first venture into group sex, Babs felt a sudden chill of ice-cold terror freezing her body.
Surely, they wouldn't, couldn't make her do something like that!!!
"It's all up to you, Kathy!" Max told her with a shrug. "After all, Babsie's our slave and has to do whatever we want whether she wants to or not!"
"OH, NOOOOOOO!!" Babs screamed with mounting horror. "NOT WITH ANOTHER GIRL!! NOOOOO!" Hands clasped in a prayerful attitude, the distraught woman instantly knelt before Max to plead her case. "Oh, no, please! I'll do anything else! Anything! But not THAT!!" As she spoke, Babs cast a wide-eyed, horrified look at Kathleen's wheat-colored bush, and then quickly averted her head in total revulsion. "OH, NO, NEVER!!! OH, NO, OH, PLEASE!!!"
Babs' performance drew only snickers from her amused audience.
"A sex slave doesn't have any choice," Max told the hapless woman.
Kathleen curled up on a black leather couch and drew her knees back and apart to expose herself in a thoroughly wanton fashion.
"Go on!" Max urged, pointing in the direction of his girl friend's lewdly displayed pussy.
Taking a quick look at the other woman, Babs once again turned her head aside. Shudders of revulsion shook her entire body. "You'll have to force me!" she said in a broken voice. "I couldn't possibly do ... "
"All right, if that's the way you feel!" Max said, reaching out and grabbing the kneeling woman by the wrist. Without wasting any time, he pulled her face down over his bare thighs.
Tensing in expectation of the chastisement to come, Babs cast another quick, deeply shamefaced look at the pink feminine groove with its glittering, saucily fat lips. Whack! Max's big hand landed with a loud splat directly across her upturned bottom.
"Oww!" Babs cried out, her stockinged legs flying upward in reflexive response. "I don't care how hard you spank me, I won't ... "
"We'll see about that!" Max replied grimly.
Smack! Whack! Splat! As his two companions watched with snickers, titters and an unconcealed amusement that Babs found thoroughly humiliating, Max proceeded to administer a thorough, almost brutal, spanking. Collapsing in sobs of pain and humiliation, Babs squirmed and wriggled and kicked her shapely, nylon-clad legs more in the manner of a youngster than a thirty-seven-year-old housewife. Her reddening buttocks quickly became a sheet of flame, making each successive spank all the more painful.
"Ouch! Owww! Ohhhh! Ouch! Oh, boo hoo hoo!" Crying miserably, Babs began to feel that her torment would never end.
"Here, Steve, take over for awhile!" Max announced.
Sobbing and haplessly trying to plead with her relentless tormentors, Babs was quickly passed over to Steve's lap. The younger man proved even more sadistic than his predecessor. Holding the weeping and distraught woman face down over his lap in commanding fashion, he began applying his palm to her burning buttocks with blistering effect. Each spank produced an anguished scream and wild gyrations from the nearly hysterical woman, and at one point Kathleen put her hands over her ears to muffle the earsplitting screams.
"Ouch! Owwww! Oh, noooo! Owwww! Ouch! Please, I can't stand it! Owwwwww!" The suffering woman found herself in a delirium of masochistic torment. The indescribably hot burning sensation in her hindquarters not only stimulated her sexually, but broke down what inhibitions she had left.
After allowing the spanking to go on for what seemed like an eternity to the nearly hysterical victim, Max got up and strolled over to where Steve was seated. The sadistic intoxication of the occasion had given both males erections. After a moment, Max signaled his companion to hold up the chastisement.
"Well, Babs, do you want more punishment or are you ready to eat pussy?" Max asked.
Babs was crying too hard to answer immediately, and her first few attempts to speak resulted in failure. "I-I'm r-r-ready to e-e-eat ... p...." The agonized woman could not bring herself to utter the final word.
Sobbing and much too limp to transport herself, Babs was escorted over to the couch by the two men. As once again she caught sight of Kathleen's wantonly displayed coral groove, the horrified young matron burst into a fresh cloudburst of sobs and cast a martyred glance at her chief oppressor.
"Eat it!" Max told her in a relentless voice.
"I'm only doing it because you're forcing me," Babs tearfully replied. Kneeling on the couch, the attractive brunette tried to avoid looking at the shameful feminine grotto where she would soon be worshipping in total abasement.
"Come on, Babs, I'm getting itchy!" Kathleen tormented the miserable woman.
Steve leaned forward and used his fingertips to spread open the juicy, petulant lips of Kathleen's watery pussy. "There, Babsie, look at all that nice fresh meat!" the young man told her in a gleeful voice.
"Oooooooh!" Babs wailed as she caught sight of the luridly displayed expanse of bright red feminine meat.
"Eat it! You have to make her come!" Max told her, pushing her brunette head down toward the lewdly opened gash.
"Oh, no!" Babs gasped at the horrifying thought of bringing her feminine partner to completion in that degrading manner.
Pushing relentlessly on her head with one hand, Max crudely slipped his fingers between her legs and began fingerfucking her in a vigorous fashion.
"Oooohhhh!" With one final whimper of self-pity and despair, Babs capitulated and buried her face in the shapely blonde's wet muff. Assailed by the pungent feminine aromas, Babs required considerable effort to avoid recoiling in horror from the sticky hairs and slippery, wet meat that suddenly tormented her mouth and face. At first nearly losing her way in the lushly carpeted, sopping wet jungle, Babs managed to extend her tongue and began working with servile swipes.
"That's the way!" Steve told her, still holding the pink petals of Kathleen's juicy cunt wide open for the cunnilingus initiate. "Eat pussy!"
"Mmmmmm, feels good!" Kathleen remarked in a playfully kittenish fashion.
They're forcing me to do this! What a degrading thing to do! Babs' tortured mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. With her background and prior attitudes, the comely matron would never be able to admit that she could enjoy something as debased as cunnilingus. But threatened with force and compelled to perform the detestable act, she behaved with masochistic servility and deep in her soul allowed herself to wallow in degradation.
"Looks as if she's been eating cunt all her life!" Max remarked with an amused laugh.
"Mmmmm, it really feels good, too!" Kathleen spoke in a pleased voice. The youthful blonde began thrusting her pelvis back and forth with quick, jerky movements. "Why don't you ride her from the rear, Maxie?" she suggested.
"Good idea!" Max immediately knelt behind the kneeling woman and penetrated her vagina from the rear dog-fashion.
"Mmmmmmm!" Her face buried in Kathleen's sopping wet cunt, Babs wriggled appreciatively at the heterosexual union.
"Keep your face in it!" Steve ordered. He was still holding Kathleen's cuntal lips open and was assuming the role of movie director for the three participants. "Now, plug it in her! And Kathy, throw your ass up in the air at the same time!"
Caught between the two of them, Babs found herself in heaven and hell at the same time. Frantically slurping and drinking the other woman's feminine dew in a manner she regarded as positively perverse, Babs wriggled shamelessly as Max pumped it to her from the rear with jackhammer strokes.
"Keep doing it! Keep doing it!" Steve shouted at the struggling trio. "Keep doing it!"
"I'm cummmmmm...." Kathleen squealed ecstatically, her clawing hands clutching Babs' brunette head and giving her mouth and face no escape from their fate.
Nearly drowning in the hot whirlpool of Kathleen's churning cunt, Babs nearly collapsed as Max slammed down upon her and erupted like a geyser. Totally intoxicated by her own complete degradation and the medley of raw physical pleasures that were assailing her, the tormented tourist found herself experiencing a savage orgasm that she knew even then had completed her conversion to the bittersweet delights of sadomasochism.
"I want to butt fuck her next!" Steve announced.
"I want to sit on her face!" Kathleen said. "Really smother her!"
Babs listened to their lewd suggestions with outward tears but with alacrity in her heart. She was even beginning to think up some ideas herself....