Chapter 5
Julie moved in.
Laura had expected something like that, but when it happened she wasn't half as peeved as she thought she would be. She resented Julie's hold on Clyde, but she found that Julie's presence made things much more exciting. It wasn't the girl's body that turned her on, it was her personality. Julie seemed to knew exactly how to exploit Laura's sexual bondage.
The pattern was set the very first evening. It was understood that Julie would sleep in Clyde's room and that Laura would be at the beck and call of both of them. And so after dinner, when Julie calmly asked Laura to lick her cunt while she watched her favorite television show, Laura's response was to blush like she always did and then set about doing it.
Since Julie was bare-assed, wearing nothing but an old shirt, it was easy enough to start the assignment without any delay. Julie found a comfortable position on the sofa with her legs up and her pelvis pushed forward, and Laura went to work with her mouth and tongue.
What excited her about the sucking was not that Julie was a woman, but that she, Laura, was being forced to do it. Because of that she felt a special obligation to be as expert as possible.
With an energetic tongue, Laura licked up and down the blonde's juicy pink cunt. She tickled the darling little bean of Julie's clit and lapped into the warm wet socket of the girl's cunt hole. At intervals she noisily slurped the abundant juice into her mouth and swallowed it with a murmur of pleasure.
Her eyes fixed on the television screen, Julie gently bucked and squirmed her pussy against the older woman's mouth. When Laura drilled her tongue into the humid cunt channel, Julie voiced her approval.
"That's good!" she said. Then she turned to Clyde. "I think she needs a leash and a collar," Julie said.
Clyde was sitting nearby, watching them and massaging his cock through his jeans. He laughed.
"That's a neat idea," he said.
And so the next morning, as a result of Julie's idea, Laura found herself wearing a dog collar and a leash. As it turned out, the leash was only used at certain times, but she wore the dog collar whenever she was in the house. The collar became a very concrete symbol of her bondage.
It was also Julie's idea that Laura never wear anything covering her tits while she was in the house. Laura was troubled when the blinds were open or when someone came calling at the front door, but she managed to avoid exposure to anyone outside. Her tits came to receive a great deal of attention, usually more from Julie than from Clyde. Julie would often call her over at odd moments in order to suck at her long nipples and play with her tits.
Clyde's habit was to fuck Laura every morning. Sometimes he used her ass and sometimes he used her cunt. Whenever he fucked her ass, he had to kneel on all fours on the bed.
Then one day after fucking her, Clyde told Laura she would also be servicing Julie in the morning.
"You can start now," he said. "I don't know what she wants from you, but you'll find out soon enough. She's waiting in my room."
Laura found Julie sitting up on the bed.
"Get the leash," Julie said.
Laura went to her room, picked up the leash, and returned with it to Julie.
Julie attached the leash to Laura's collar. Then Julie turned and knelt on the bed with her ass in the air facing Laura.
There was no need to tell Laura what to do. Pulling over a chair, she sat down and nuzzled her face in the crack of Julie's ass. She licked the girl's cunt and asshole until Julie was coated with her saliva. Finally Julie pulled away and rolled over on her back.
"Get a towel and wipe me off," she said.
After Laura brought a towel from the bathroom and dried Julie's crotch, Julie patted Laura's cheek and smiled.
"That's the routine every morning," Julie said. "It won't take more than a few minutes. You ought to bring the towel when you first come in here. It's nasty to be left wet while you go off and get it. Now get on the bed so we can fool around some more."
Laura climbed onto the bed, sitting up with her thighs open, showing her cunt and waiting for her instructions.
Julie smiled. "Do you like being my slave?"
Laura quivered and nodded. Neither of them had called her a slave before. But of course that's what she was: she would do anything they wanted.
"I like your cunt better without hair," Julie said. "At first I thought it was ugly, but now I like it. A slave ought to show as much of herself as possible, don't you think?"
"Yes," Laura said.
With a quiet smile Julie extended a hand and ran her fingertips over Laura's heavy gourd-shaped tits. She rubbed her fingers over the juicy nipples until they were hard and long.
Laura closed her eyes and leaned forward so that her tits hung down and swayed invitingly.
Julie began pinching the nipples more firmly, pulling them down with a milking motion, stretching out each tit into an elongated shape. Suddenly she sighed and leaned back on the pillows.
"Suck me off now," she said. "I can't stay in bed all day."
Obediently moving forward, lowering her face, Laura began servicing the waiting cunt.
Julie had the leash wrapped around her hand and at intervals she pulled and tugged, maneuvering Laura's head and tongue according to her own needs.
After a while Julie decided she wanted more than just Laura's mouth.
"Get on top of me!" she hissed.
Straddling the girl, her crotch suspended over Julie's face, Laura once again lowered her mouth to the pink cunt.
Julie slipped a pillow under her head and began fondling Laura's ass cheeks. At first the cheeks were tight as if Laura wanted to protect her asshole, but soon they gradually relaxed under Julie's expert caresses. The tension vanished and the luscious globes became pliant and willing. Brushing her fingertips over Laura's asshole, Julie probed the wrinkled rim and the elastic hole itself. When she tentatively pressed a finger into the opening, the tight channel immediately closed around it.
Gazing at Laura's wantonly splayed ass cheeks, Julie feasted her eyes on the movements of her finger in Laura's hole.
Laura's mouth was busy with Julie's protruding red clitoris, but she soon slipped her fingers down to the girl's tender ass. In a moment she had a finger pushing inside the blonde's asshole.
Both assholes now penetrated, the two women rocked and swayed in a closed loop of lust.
It was at this moment that Clyde entered the room. The position of the bed was such that Laura's ass was facing him. He arrived in time to see the older woman's crotch ease down onto Julie's face.
With a smile, Clyde walked over to the night table and slid his finger into an open jar of vaseline. Pulling Julie's finger out of Laura's asshole, he smeared a glob of grease over his aunt's grommet. He smiled again when he saw the sudden tension in Laura's ass.
Stroking the hole, he pushed a finger into the puckered mouth. She'd been stretched enough so that a finger could get in without any difficulty. He pushed the digit all the way in until his knuckles lay flush against her ass.
Slowly, gently, he began wiggling his finger.
Laura moaned, overwhelmed by the sucking movements of Julie's mouth and now the finger deep in her ass.
Clyde slowly pulled out his finger. His cock stuck out like an iron bar, the head swollen with impatience. Coating the knob with vaseline, he positioned it directly on the puckered hole.
Laura trembled. She could feel the bulbous head of his cock in the crack of her ass and she knew in a moment he would be pushing it into her body.
His eyes fixed on the luscious moons of his aunt's ass, his hands clutching the white cheeks, Clyde began pushing in.
Her mouth filled with Julie's cunt flesh, Laura moaned again.
Slowly and steadily, Clyde continued pushing. He spread her ass cheeks wide open and held them that way.
Laura groaned and shuddered and suddenly gasped as the head of his cock popped into the channel.
To Clyde it seemed like pushing into a warm wet glove of thick rubber. He pushed in until his belly was pressed up against her ass and his cock penetrating her body as deeply as possible, sunk to the limit in the hot channel of her asshole.
Raising her mouth from Julie's cunt, Laura crooned, "Oooooohhh! Oooooohhh! Oh God, yes! Oh God, yes!"
Clyde began moving. The muscles of his ass tightened as he moved forward and then eased back slowly. Clinging to her hips, hunching his shoulders, he peered down, watching with fascination as his cock slid out of her body, the white fleshy pole slowly easing out of the cave.
Laura was now making whimpering sounds, her hips gyrating with abandon.
Clyde stopped moving when the head of his cock was about to pop free. He remained frozen a moment, and then moved his hips in a small circular pattern, screwing the cock head in the mouth of her asshole. Then, leaning back, pushing his pelvis forward, he watched the length of his cock disappear again into the depths of his aunt's plump curvaceous ass, his thick rod implanted deep in her rectum, spreading it and opening it.
His hands splayed out on the cheeks of her ass, clutching the moons like two huge melons, he started pumping, slamming into her, backing out, ramming in again.
Laura let out a cry at the end of each stroke. She could feel every inch of him, every inch of his turgid meat slipping in and out of her body. She was wide open now. He had opened her up like a ripe fruit, exposing the primitive lust which had remained dormant and constrained all these years.
She was now at a point bordering on delirium. Each screwing motion of his cock in the channel of her ass brought her the madness of ecstasy. Each powerful stroke left her shuddering.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Fuck my ass!"
She wanted him to destroy her with his cock. She had never felt anything so incredible, nothing had ever so completely filled the emptiness inside. His cock grew in her mind to an enormous pole of masculinity. She longed to feel herself totally consumed by the burning flame of her passion.
Beads of sweat appeared on Laura's forehead as Clyde ground the throbbing hot shaft into her yielding flesh. Her cunt was flowing like a river, cunt juice dripping into Julie's mouth, smearing the blonde girl's nose and cheeks and chin. Ashamed of the depraved response of her sucking asshole, Laura was even more ashamed of the abundant fluid oozing out of her cunt.
The most amazing thing of all was that Clyde's cock seemed to fill her entire body. Her whole body was nothing but a receptive sleeve, a huge overheated channel whose only purpose was to provide friction for the massive column of male meat now penetrating her.
Clyde increased the tempo of his pumping and at the same time she felt his hand grab the dog-collar on her neck and pull her head back. Then he released her and once again her mouth closed over
Julie's frothy slime-drenched cunt, her lips and tongue once again finding the erect clitoris, closing around it as though it were a tiny cock. Her mouth and face were coated with the girl's juices, her nose breathing deeply the aroma of the blonde's steaming cunt.
Laura could hear the loud sucking sounds made by her ass as Clyde pulled back with each stroke. By now she was ramming her hips back to meet him and moaning her abandon.
Julie was still working on Laura's clit with her lips and teeth, rolling the tiny knob around as Clyde continued pumping his cock in and out of Laura's ass.
Then Clyde suddenly pulled his cock out of Laura's ass.
She cried out at the loss.
He pushed her off Julie and made her sit up on the bed facing him.
"Open your mouth," he said.
The reality of her defilement was now brought home with stunning force. Opening her mouth, she waited.
Clyde pumped his cock with his fist, bringing up his gism.
In a moment he groaned, arched his pelvis, and shot his hot load down into her throat.
Her eyes closed, her hair streaming over her face, she swallowed the hot sticky slime of his gism and collapsed backward on the bed.
After that day the routine became fixed. They both used her sexually according to their own needs. She soon learned that Julie was much more demanding than Clyde.
Laura never minded sucking Julie: there was something tender about having the warm wet flesh of a cunt in her mouth. A clitoris had to be titillated with a certain delicacy and she enjoyed doing it. There were times when she wondered if she might not be a lesbian, but she realized that she liked being fucked by a cock more than anything else, and that if she had to choose between men and women it would always be men.
The difficulty with Julie was that the girl sought every opportunity to emphasize Laura's abject servility and degradation.
Clyde, of course, was usually a partner to Julie's erotic demands.
One evening Clyde and Julie sat on the sofa and told Laura to lie on the floor in front of them and entertain them by masturbating. They forced her to stretch out on the rug with a pillow under her ass to raise her exposed crotch.
Although she found it exciting to exhibit her hairless cunt this way, the excitement was mixed with an almost crushing embarrassment. She pleaded with them, but to no avail.
She began stroking herself, but her cunt was dry and it was obvious to them she was resisting. It was Julie who became the instigator of her further degradation.
"She's faking it," Julie said. "She's as dry as a bone."
"I can't do this," Laura said.
"You do as you're told," Julie said. "Open your cunt, show us the inside."
Laura pried open her cunt lips to show them the gaping red socket.
"Put a finger in your ass," Julie said. "You like his cock in there. Maybe a finger in your ass will turn you on."
Laura blushed. No matter how much erotic attention her asshole had received since she'd been their slave, she still thought of that place as intimate and secret.
Using her other hand, she shoved a finger into the tightly puckered hole.
One finger in her asshole, another in her cunt hole, she slowly manipulated herself under their eyes.
"I think you've been playing with yourself too much," Julie said. "How many times a day do you do it?"
Laura moaned. "Please, I can't go on with this."
"How many times?" Julie said. "I don't know. Once or twice."
"You're lying," Julie said. "How many times have you done it today."
"Three times."
"Or maybe more," Julie said. "Now suck your fingers. Suck them clean."
With a loud sob, Laura sucked the fingers which had just explored the two private holes of her body.
She passed the evening on the rug, masturbating and sucking her fingers, until she quivered in the ecstasy of an orgasm.