Chapter 6
"Let's get the fucking underway, bitch," Omar sharply commanded.
Omar held his trusty sword menacingly in his right hand, indicating to Susan just how imperative it was to please his every wish. As he continued to hold onto the sword with his right hand, he reached down with his left hand and started to tug at his cock. He directed his fingers up and down it.
"Suck Princess," he said. "Start by sucking her asshole. I want you to grind your tongue inside her hot ass. She's a beautiful woman. Hell, actually she's too good for a bitch like you. So get moving. Move your tongue against her asshole. I want you to suck her. I want to see you plunging your tongue into her. Slide it. Come on, you wretched bitch. Slide your tongue inside her asshole."
Susan knew that she had no choice other than to comply with Omar's request. As she lay there with her legs spread, she pushed her tongue forward.
"Reach out and grab my ass cheeks," Princess sighed. "Just hold onto them, baby. That'll give you extra kicks and me, too. Hold onto my butt while you're sucking my asshole."
Susan was pleased about one thing. Even though she detested the fact that she was going to have to engage in sex with a woman, something she had not done before, she could tell by the tone of Princess's voice that she did not regard Susan in the same detestable light as did Omar. She apparently did not think of Susan as totally inferior. As a matter-of-fact, Susan could tell by the gleam in her eyes just how eager she was to enjoy all in the way of beneficial sex that she could derive.
"Suck my asshole," Princess sighed. "Come on, grind your tongue inside of me."
As Susan ever so compliantly rubbed her fingers against the beautiful Turkish dancer's ass cheeks, she glided her tongue forward. She was at least happy that nobody was grabbing her with their hot hands and hurting her. She pushed her tongue forward, allowing it to make its initial impact inside of her lover's anus. Back and forth she moved her tongue inside of her lover's anal passage. She enjoyed the quick, stiff, assertive tongue strokes that Susan employed. Back and forth the dancer eagerly slid her lips as she kept on receiving the quick tongue stabs. The onslaught continued as she worked her tongue boldly forward, and after awhile Susan grew genuinely desirous of pleasing Princess. Not only did she want to keep Omar happy and thereby render herself safe at least temporarily from his brutality. She also began to enjoy finally pleasing somebody who was being decent to her. Even though it was another woman and lesbianism was not her preference, she did like Princess. So she would be able to tongue her asshole without any serious reservations.
"Tongue me faster," Princess sighed. "Come on, work your tongue quicker, Susan. I really want you to stroke. I want you to drive your tongue inside my asshole. Stroke really fast, baby. Come on, just slide your tongue. Plant it inside me. Darling, ohhh, really plant it."
Her tongue kept on manipulating sharply inside of Princess's asshole, which twisted with ever-mounting glee. Before long Princess knew that she needed action inside of her pussy.
"I need it in my twat now," Princess said. "You can stop the ass licking, baby, and start playing with my pussy. I want your fingers to really move. To really slide against my mound. Baby doll, grind them inside my mound."
"You heard what Princess said," Omar exclaimed gruffly. "I'll tell you something, Susan. You're damned lucky to have somebody like Princess around. She doesn't like the violence like I do. And she actually believes in being kind to a bitch like you. You're lucky. You're getting a whole lot better than what you deserve. So get to work. Do exactly what she wants."
Omar continued to hold onto his sword with one hand and jerked on his cock with the other. He was making certain that Susan continued to behave just as he wanted her to. He kept watching as his beautiful prisoner reached down with her right hand, ever so cautiously feeling her way inside of Princess's velvety nest. She ran her fingers against the warm, soft, ever-moist pubic bush of Princess. Princess nodded, enjoying the quick, decisive, almost electric finger stabs that her lover kept on supplying for her.
"I really like that," Princess said. "Move your fingers against my mound. Baby, drive your fingers inside of my nest. Play with my pussy. Darling, ahhh, just stroke my mound."
At first Susan cautiously made her way around the outer edges of Princess's mound. She toyed with her pussy hairs, then eventually slid her fingers inside of her vagina. She touched the warm, wet surface, and it made her feel good to please Princess. Princess's heart began to pound with ever greater rapidity as Susan kept up her quick, captivating finger strokes, driving Princess into an ever greater state of sensual awareness and liberation.
Princess's hips swung back and forth. Omar's fingers began to address themselves more sharply than ever to the task of pleasing his cock. As he moved his fingers up and down his hard dick, he called out some more encouragement to Susan.
"Finger her faster," he said. "Come on, Susan. Really let yourself go."
Her fingers worked for a few more strokes, after which Princess began to twist her legs more quickly than before. That provided the clue to Susan that she should step up her pace. That and the fact that Omar expected it of her. And if she had learned any lesson from her bitter ordeal at the prison, it was that Omar had to be placated at any and all costs.
"Ohhh, honey, I want to juice," Princess said. "I want to juice with your fingers in my twat. Run your fingers inside my pussy, baby. Just run your fingers nice and fast. Darling, come on, finger my pussy. Grind your fingers inside of my mound."
Her fingers kept on moving, sliding ever so throbbingly, working at a quick, rhythmic pace as she pushed her lover ever nearer to the state of a dramatic climax. A few quick strokes later, the juices shot from her pussy. As they did, Princess's whole body trembled.
"Ahhh, I really like it," Princess said. "Baby, now I want you to suck my twat. You played with it, you brought me off once, and now you're gonna bring me off again. Your tongue is gonna go to work. You're gonna slide it inside my mound. You're really gonna grind your tongue. You're gonna push it inside of my pussy. Honey really plunge with it. Really slide your tongue inside me. Darling, come on, really work your tongue. Ahhh, I want you to work it."
Susan pushed her tongue forward and inside of
Princess's mound. At first she worked ever so slowly, letting her tongue brush against her lover's pubic thatch. Back and forth she kept up her movements. Her tongue kept spinning back and forth. The longer she kept up her sucking, the deeper that she plunged with her tongue as she employed it inside of Princess's vagina.
Her tongue kept on working, sliding brilliantly, driving with assertive joy and desire as she maintained her quick, steady action.
All the while, Omar continued fingering his dick. He eventually reached such a state of excitement, however, that he withdrew his fingers. He did not want to prematurely orgasm. Not when his tormented lover Susan was around to alternately abuse and fuck.
"Really suck her mound," he commanded. "If you don't do a good job on her pussy, then I'm gonna do a good job on your ass with the sword. You just bear that in mind, honey. I expect it. I expect perfect action."
All the while Susan kept up her piercing tongue attack inside of Princess's box. She kept swishing her tongue around and she could tell from the way that Princess was gasping just how close she was toward that big moment when the juices would shoot from her mound and into her lover's mouth.
"Ahhh, tongue me," Princess exclaimed. "Baby, I'm ready to go. The juices are ready to shoot. They're ready to splash out of my pussy. Ohh, honey, I'm gonna shoot. The stuffs gonna shoot out of me. Ohhh, I want it, honey. I want your quick tongue. I want it to slide inside me. Baby, ohhh, come on and keep your tongue moving. Ohhh, baby, suck me. Suck me. Suck me."
Princess flipped her ass cheeks back and forth a few times. Omar's body trembled with ever-heightening excitement as he watched Princess flare her hips back and forth and push her cunt forward, willingly accepting every quick, solid tongue stroke from Susan as the beautiful blonde moved the dazzling brunette ever nearer to the state of climax.
"Ahhh, honey, bring me off," Princess sighed. "Come on, Susan. Ohhh, here I go. I'm shooting, baby. Ohhh, honey, I'm shooting. The juices are spilling out of me. Baby doll, ohhhh, this is sucking. Baby, this is really sucking."
Princess's hips trembled as the pussy droplets shot from her mound and into her lover's mouth.
"Ahhh, I love it," Princess said. "Baby, I really do love it. Sweetheart, ohhh what a suck."