Chapter 5
I wanted to pay for my upper class sins in every way that I could.
And I owed Nina so much for the pleasure that she had given me.
You see, I had never been to bed with a woman who was so wild and so demanding, with a female who seemed to give and take so much. She wore me out but had me begging for more. Even when I was completely exhausted, I wanted more and more from her, and I did not care what she did to me, anything for pleasure, anything to pay for all of my high-class bitchiness. I wanted to make sure that all of that was gone from me by the time that my period with Nina was over.
At least I got to sleep during the eight hours every day when she was at work.
I have no idea at all when Nina got to sleep. She just seemed to go on anger and lust and energy sources that I could not even begin to understand.
But I knew that she would always be ready when I was ready and I knew that she would come up with more and better ways to hurt me and abuse me and then love that abuse away.
I was so happy that I had found her that I could hardly stand it.
About midnight on the third day of her stay with me, she discovered with me the ultimate and she made me pay more than she had ever made me pay before.
She found the ropes somewhere in the house and she brought them into the bedroom and she tied me up there. And then she went into my parents' bedroom and she found one of my father's heavy, leather belts, one of the belts that were very expensive and that smelled so good and felt so cool when you handled them.
But the belt was not cool on my body, not at all.
I lay on the bed with my hands tied behind my back and my feet tied together and I suffered under the blows that she gave me, the blows that knocked even more of that rich-bitch attitude out of me.
And I suffered all of it quietly, tensing my body and wincing under the pain that she gave me.
But I did not want to cry out. I did not want to say anything.
I wanted to listen to the curses that she gave me with each and every blow of the belt.
"You fucking, wealthy cunt. You no-good, rich piece of trash. You think that you are better than I am, but you are not, you worthless piece of upper-class shit."
And every word was like poetry to my ears, and the pain was like the ultimate love.
I knew that Nina was doing this for my own good.
I knew that she was giving me this pain so that I would be a better person when it was over, and I knew that she would love away that pain when she was finished with her beating and cursing, when she was finished with her cleansing of me.
I toss on the big bed in my ropes and I finally had to cry out to her.
"Oh, Nina," I cried, "beat me! Beat me and then fuck me with that dildo! I want that dildo up my pussy!"
I looked at her and I saw her grin when I said that.
She would certainly do what I told her to do, for I knew that she would enjoy it just as much as I did. I knew that this action cleansed Nina too, in some special, lower-class way. It let her work out all the anger that she had felt throughout the years when girls such as I was snubbed her in school.
She was very intelligent and she was very sexy.
But she had had to suffer, knowing that the girls on the hill did not want to deal with her, knowing that the boys on the hill only wanted to sneak down and pick her up and fuck her. She had told me about those boys and she had told me about how some of them had been very brutal with her and she said that they would fuck her and then go back up on the hill and not even speak to her when they passed her in school the next day.
It made Nina hate those boys, and, when I heard her story, I hated those boys too.
The sexy girl slammed the belt down on me again and again and cried out to me in her righteous and right-thinking wrath.
"You fucking, rich slut. You will never be the girl that I am. I am better than you will ever be, you. fucking, rich piece of shit. You rich bitch. You whore with your nose in the air. You slimy nothing."
And then she stopped beating me and dropped the belt and I lay there, wallowing in the heat that that beating had given me, my mind aflame with lust and passion for this girl. I was still tied up, and that bothered me because I wanted to reach out to Nina and tell her just how much I appreciated what she had done for me.
I wanted to hold her in my arms, but I could not do that.
The lower-class girl dropped onto the bed next to me and touched my heated flesh with her finger. She ran that finger up my thigh as I lay there on my side, bound and ready for anything.
When I saw Nina reached down and pick up the black dildo, I knew that she was going to give me what I had asked for. I knew that she was going to give me what I deserved.
She reached over and put the dildo down right in front of my face so that I could concentrate on it, center my vision and my energies on that black, big thing. Then, as I looked at the dildo, I felt her untying the ropes that held my feet together.
I sighed when she released me that way.
But I did not take my eyes off that big, black dildo.
I knew that that was going to be very important to me in the minutes to come, that that dildo was going to continue the process of cleansing that Nina had started on me 'With my father's belt.
When my legs were untied, I lifted one of them up and held it up there with my body tensed.
Nina moved behind me and I knew that she was studying the pink slash of pussy that I offered to her.
I sighed as I felt her finger run over that slash and I felt my pussy quiver with delight and lust for this girl who had cleansed me so well.
I already knew that this was going to be the last night that we would spend together for a little while.
Tomorrow, after work, Nina planned to return to her family and I was going to get ready for my sister's arrival in a day or two. Then, after I had worked some things out with Linda, after I had discovered just what my sister liked and whether she really minded if Nina and I stayed together, the poor girl was going to move back into the house.
That is the way we planned it.
If Linda did not mind or, even better, if Linda wanted to join us, Nina would stay with me and tame me for the whole month that my parents were in Europe.
I knew that I needed a whole month of training from her.
I knew that because, every day when Nina was at work, I would wake up in the afternoon and I would feel that old rich-bitch attitude coming back to me, working in me and making me hard to Nina and girls like her again. I needed to be trained so well, I thought, that I would never be haunted by that bitchiness of my past again.
And I figured that a month with Nina would do it for me.
At least, I hoped that it would cleanse me completely and make me a better person, a more caring lover, a better girl for Nina and her kind.
You see, I wanted to try out more lower-class girls and Nina assured me that, when I was ready, she would introduce me to some girls from her section of town, girls who were just like Nina, fiery and ready for anything, girls that she had been to bed with. She assured me that, when my bitchiness was completely gone, those girls from that part of town would welcome me with opened arms and keep me coming all night long.
I wanted those kind of experiences for certain. I knew that I loved it with Nina. If there were other girls like her in Victory, Missouri, I thought, I certainly wanted to taste them all.
So I was preparing for those other girls by suffering under Nina's blows.
And now I was suffering with the sweetness of her touch on my pink, sweet pussy. It was already wet. The beatings and the humiliation that I suffered under Nina always got me wet with lust for her and that dildo. She knew that I was ready for that dildo now.
And she kissed my cheek with kindness and whispered to me.
"You will be ready soon, Terri," she said. "You will be ready soon to take on every girl in this whole, fucking town."
And then she reached over me and picked up the dildo.
I shivered because I knew that that dildo would soon be in my cunt, just where I wanted it to be.
"Fuck me, Nina," I sighed to her. "Fuck me with that thing and make me feel good."
And I held my leg up in the air as the tension ran through my body.
Nina, like a good, sweet girl-lover, made me wait just a little while for my fucking. "
She moved the tip of that cold dildo down my back.
I shivered with the desire that that touch put into me. When the thing got to the lower part of my back, I felt as if I were about to come right then. The cold touch thrilled me that much.
But I held my leg up and waited for the real fucking. I even held my leg up as Nina moved that dildo through the crack in my wealthy, sexy ass. I sobbed with sexual excitement as she did that and told her how much I wanted this fucking.
"Nina, please fuck me," I begged. "Nina, I need it. Nina, I love you."
I had not expected to say those last words to her at all.
But, now that they were out, now that I had proclaimed my love for her, I was glad that I had said them and I knew that the words were true. I did love Nina more than I had ever loved any other woman, more than I had ever loved myself.
I would have died for her at that moment, and I knew that that feeling of complete and ready sacrifice was a sign of true and passionate love.
And, when I proclaimed my love, it seemed to make Nina happy too.
She kissed my face and my hair as I lay there, with my hands still tied and my back to her and leg still raised high so that she could fuck me with that dildo.
She kissed me and I could feel the hot, saltiness of her tears on my face. She was crying! She was actually crying!
"Oh, Terri," she moaned, sobbing out the words as I had sobbed out mine, "I love you too. I love you so much that I can hardly stand it."
And then everything was soft and warm between us, for there was love in that room, great love that neither of us could really understand. But we both felt it. We felt it deep in our hearts. I had never loved like this before and I had never expected to find that love in a woman, especially a lower-class woman.
But, now that I had that love, I did not want to let it go.
And I wanted to consummate it in some way.
So I sighed to Nina again, sighed and sobbed as I spoke the words to her.
"Fuck me. Fuck me with that dildo and show me just how much you love me."
And the girl from the lower class did exactly as I told her to do. She slipped the dildo into my wet cunt easily and started to fuck me as I held my leg high.
The wrath of Nina was gone, but there was something there that was even better.
There was love in that fucking now, love that she offered me and that I accepted, just as I accepted that dildo up my heaving, lusting, juicy cunt.
As she fucked me, she moved close to me. I could feel her move against my hands, which were still tied behind my back. She kissed my face with soft, wet kisses and she kissed my dark hair too. I turned my head as she worked on me that way and offered her my lips. She kissed them greedily.
And I opened my mouth to her tongue, opened my mouth to her love.
Her tongue went into me just as her dildo was going deep into my pussy. Her tongue was lively in me just as the dildo was lively in my cunt.
That, I think, was the greatest instant of my life, to be kissed and fucked by the woman that I loved so much. My pussy heaved with excitement and lust and love for her and she worked on my cunt steadily, fucking me and tonguing me as I started to come.
She pulled her mouth away from mine and I announced my passion to her in a voice that was hoarse. I realized that I did not sound at all like a spoiled, rich, young bitch at that moment.
"Fuck me, Nina. I love you. I am going to come."
And, when she heard that, she worked the thing into me with greater speed and urgency.
I felt the orgasm coming and I started to move on that bed with all of the desire that I felt in my body. I moved with love for Nina in my heart.
And I came. I came with a softness and a sexiness that I had never experienced before. And, as I came, I said it again.
"I love you, Nina. You have conquered the rich bitch in me, and I love you."
And then I heard another voice, heard that voice speak to me as Nina slowly pulled the big, black dildo out of my snatch.
"Well," that voice said, "it is about time someone conquered that rich bitch in you, Terri."
Nina and I looked toward the door at the same instant and, when I saw her I smiled.
She had come back early from her anti-nuclear rally in New England.
And she looked very pleased with me as she leaned on the door in her jeans and her blue workshirt.
I could think of no better way to let my sister know about the truths that I had found in my body and my spirit. I could think of no better way to show her just how much I had changed in the last few weeks.
So I grinned at her and I spoke to her with a cheerful girlishness.
"Hi, Linda. I did not expect you back so soon. This is Nina and I love you."
Linda smiled and I knew that such lesbian love was all right with her. When I saw that smile, I thought of the best way in the world that I could welcome my older sister home.
"Would you like to join us, Linda? Would you like to make love to us?"
I looked at Nina and I could tell by the way that she was staring at my sister that that girl would not mind if Linda joined us. I remembered what Nina had said about girls from the lower classes, that they were ready for anything and everything, and I knew that Nina was ready for Linda if Linda was ready for her.
My older sister just started to unbutton her shirt, and I knew that she was going to join us in our lesbian love. I spoke to Nina quickly.
"Untie my hands," I said, stilling looking at Linda. "I want to be wide open for my loving, big sister."
And Nina laughed and started to untie my hands so that I could welcome Linda to that bed with opened arms.