Chapter 5
Tammy had dozed off again, curled into a fetal position on the rumpled bed, her thumb in her mouth. It was night when she awakened in her dark room to the scraping sound of a key in the lock. She was still naked. She pulled the bedspread over her breasts and hips. She apprehensively watched the door open.
Two young girls entered. One of them turned on the lights. The other carried a shimmering, red, translucent dress on a hanger, with matching red satin slippers. The taller girl at the light switch lisped, "Hi! I'm Janey and that'th Cathy. She can't make thenth when she talkth, 'cause of what they did to her, tho pleath don't athk her anything."
Tammy looked at Cathy. The girl was short and cute, in a see-through aqua microdress that showed big, loose, soft white breasts. Her hair was a mass of brown curls cut close to her head. But there was something wrong with her face: her cheeks were puffed and creased.
The other girl, Janey, closed and locked the door with a key on a silver chain around her neck. Her golden blonde hair was in a ponytail. She wore silver mesh hotpants and a wide-knit yellow top that let her small, stick-out red nipples poke through. A boxy silver purse hung from a shoulder chain. She said, "We're here to dreth you and get you ready for the orgy. You're to be prethented to the Matherth tonight. All the new girls are."
Cathy hung up the dress. She went into the bathroom.
Tammy asked, "How long have you been here?"
Janey came to the bed. She said, "Over two yearth." Her eyes were haunted. "But girlth don't latht long, uthually. The Mathterth always want new girlths and different thingth to do."
Cathy started water gushing into the bathtub.
Janey opened her purse. She took out a tube of the special healing salve. "Do you hurt down there?" She pointed at Tammy's crotch.
"Not really. Why can't you talk right? Did they do something to you, too?"
Janey stuck out her tongue. Its tip was a mass of pleasure nodes. She said, smiling, "I like to talk. It makth me like to do other thingth with my tongue too."
"Tammy shivered. "What are they going to do to me?"
Janey hesitated. She looked sad. "I can't tell you. Itth thpethial."
"Please tell me!"
Janey shook her head. "I don't dare. I'd get the egg." She pulled the bedspread from Tammy's hands and looked at Tammy's body. "You're built. The Mathterth love girlth with big boobth."
Janey touched one of Tammy's breasts. "Very nith." Her fingertips rubbed over the nipple. "I like to kith and lick nice thmooth boobth like thith."
Janey bent over and flicked out her noduled tongue. Tammy was sorry for Janey and Cathy. Tammy didn't think one girl kissing and licking another girl's breasts was right. But she let Janey do it. She watched the odd-looking tongue dance on her nipples and was surprised at how good it felt. Janey's hands were patting and feeling Tammy's rounded fullness, too, and pushing the lush flesh this way and that.
Tammy asked, "How old are you?"
"Fifteen. Cathy ith fourteen."
"When do they let the girls go home?"
"They don't. Girlth never go home. They-" Janey shook her head. "I can't thay anymore."
"What did they do to the other girl-Cathy?"
"She'th got an extra tongue and thome thpethial muthleth in her cheekth. Come on, got to give you a bath."
Tammy was full of questions, but Janey wouldn't answer anymore, then. She and Cathy bathed Tammy, then dried her, powdered her, and took her back to the bed.
Janey said, "I have to put thome more of thith thaive in you."
Cathy made an awful gobbling sound. She looked appealingly to Janey. She touched Tammy's left nipple.
Janey shrugged. "Cathy wanth to thuck your boobths, I think. Why don't you let her, a little bit?"
"All right." Tammy tried not to show her revulsion as Cathy's mouth opened as the small girl smiled.
Cathy's teeth were all gone. There were two noduled tongues in her mouth, or one big tongue split to make a sandwich effect ... and as that mouth fastened on Tammy's nipple, a suction was built up to draw the nipple and areola in deeper, and special added jaw and cheek muscles came into action. The two tongues worked together. Cathy's mouth had been reconstructed for one purpose-sucking and tonguing!
Tammy began to perceive how terrible were the Secret Masters. To do this to a sweet little girl! Just for their increased pleasure! So they could enjoy unnatural sensations. They even had their own sex organs altered to accomplish this. Tammy gasped with the horror of it-and with the repulsive, yet intensely exciting hot tickling that Cathy's monstrously changed mouth brought to her breast.
Janey said resentfully, "They make doing dirty thinth feel good for uth. They don't have to forth uth after we get fixed."
Tammy hadn't even imagined having her nipple sucked could feel this good! Cathy's mouth was something else! Tammy squirmed and breathed through her mouth. She settled back on the bed.
Janey glanced at a small, jeweled watch on her wrist. She trailed her fingers along Tammy's inner thigh. "I like to lick a girl'th puthy, too." She smiled almost shyly. "Want me to lick yourth?"
Tammy nodded. She couldn't help wanting it. Cathy's mouth and tongues were driving her wild. Tammy told herself it didn't matter. She sensed there weren't any morals at all in this place, with the Secret Masters or with the other people on the island. Tammy opened her legs and Janey's bumpy tongue was into her pussy right away.
Tammy curiously watched the two girls sucking and licking her body and noticed them shivering and twitching, too, with excitement and pleasure ... from those sensitized nodes on their tongues. Cathy and Janey got a lot out of it!
Tammy became very embarrassed. She closed her eyes tight and wanted to resist the climax that was creeping all hot and nice into her belly. But she couldn't keep it from shaking her and melting inside her and feeling so strong! She writhed and moaned. Cathy and Janey moaned, too, in muted, quieter ways. Then almost in unison they lifted their mouths from Tammy. Janey consulted her watch. "Time to dreth you now."
After Tammy had put on the see-through red dress and put on the matching slippers, Janey and Cathy brushed and combed and styled Tammy's long red hair. When they were finished, Janey unlocked the door and she and Cathy each took one of Tammy's hands and led her out of the room, down the hall, and finally to the entranceway of the Roman-style dining room.