Chapter 11
"Lelia, wake up . . . what's the matter, what happened?" Rough hands shook her and the beautiful brunette sighed and stretched as she rolled over on her back. Lelia's tender flesh rubbed against the rough fabric of the rug as she flexed her shapely thighs.
As she moved, the pretty bride winced slightly, a tiny tingling sensation in her puckered anus reminded her of the glorious ass polishing that Jack Murphy had given her!
Lelia knew that she should be ashamed of the way that she acted, but all she felt was a deep, sensuous feeling of contentment. Every inch of the girl's naked body glowed and tingled.
"Are you all right? Answer me!" For the first time the girl realized what had awakened her from her exhausted sleep, Sandor was kneeling beside her!
"Oh ... I... I must have fallen asleep," Lelia mumbled stupidly, she tried to sit up but her aching muscles refused to obey and she fell back on the rug. Slowly sleep fell away from her brain and the young bride realized what an obscene picture she must present for the handsome young man.
"It was . . . the police, Sandor, there is one man called Murphy, he ... he wasn't satisfied with the money he made me give him, he . . ." She couldn't go on, the girl knew that Sandor was staring at her bruised, stained body and she felt humiliated.
"No need to explain," the young Basque said quietly. He seemed calm, but Lelia could see the muscles in his jaws bunch in inner anger. "We all knew of Murphy. Drago should have protected you, he should have warned you!"
The pained look on Lelia's face stopped Sandor's angry comments. The handsome man suddenly became calmer, even quieter. "Where is Drago, Lelia?" All she could do was shake her head helplessly as she was drawn to her feet. "I've been looking for your man all afternoon, I just learned that he's making another shipment. I warned him," Sandor said with quiet intensity. "I told him gold, yes! Diamonds, watches, antiques, all yes! But I said no more drugs and he's gone behind my back!!"
Sandor's anger frightened the lovely young girl and she pulled away from his grasp. As she stumbled to the crumpled pile of her clothes, Lelia felt the dried, crusted patches of cum on her breasts, her throat and across her belly. For a moment her fear of Sandor and Drago faded as she remembered how Jack had knelt over her, she remembered moaning with delight as she permitted him to cum on her naked, writhing body!
It's all so confusing, I never thought it would turn out like this. The little voice in her mind whispered. Lelia felt more alone than she ever bad before. I can't do this alone, I can't let every animal who wants me take me, I have to be protected! But even as she told herself that, the young brunette felt her firm little clit begin to swell as she felt again the hot, sticky cum raining down on her, smearing her tawny flesh like misshapen white pearls!
"Are you listening to me?" Sandor's voice cut into her humid daydreams. "This has gone beyond a difference of opinion, Lelia. I have no intention of spending long years in jail for smuggling dope. I will have no part in such an evil, destructive thing as dope! We will settle this soon, either Drago goes or I go!
Lelia knew better than to make a comment. She knew that it wasn't her place, the two men would have to settle their problems between them. She could have no part in that.
The dazed girl's fingers refused to obey her and she dropped her blouse, before she could pick it up, Sandor was at her side. The handsome man picked up the garment and gently helped her slip into it. As he helped her, his slender, expressive fingers brushed across her left breast and Lelia was shocked to feel an immediate, excited response in her belly!
"I don't know why I'm telling you things that concern Drago," Sandor murmured as he helped steady her while Lelia stepped into her rumpled skirt. "I suppose I'm telling you because I like you and wish you would run away until this is finished. I'd hate to see you hurt by accident."
A small seed of rebellion had been growing inside of her for days and suddenly the beautiful child-bride pulled her arm away and turned to face the surprised man.
"No! I won't leave. I will be here until the finish!
Drago wouldn't let me leave anyway." She saw the look of surprise on Sandor's face and laughed bitterly. "Don't you understand? Why do you think I was forced to let that pig of a man do those things to me? Drago told me that I had to help keep the police busy; that I had to do whatever they wanted to keep them out of his way!"
Tear began to roll down her smooth cheeks and her voice sounded foggy as she forced herself to go on with the painful confession.
"You say that Drago should have warned me? Drago doesn't care about me or what happens to me! Please, Sandor, understand what I'm telling you. In one night, a night when I had to share you with another woman, you gave me more love and tenderness than I've ever had from my husband. Drago doesn't care, he thinks of me as a tool, nothing more, a tool that he can use and throw away when he's done with it."
For a long moment Sandor didn't move, didn't respond in any way, then he stepped toward her and put his arms around her. Lelia shuddered as the warmth of his body invaded hers.
"I.. . I'm not sure what I can do," the confused young gypsy said quietly. "But I will help, I promise." He led her to the door then closed and locked it behind him. "Tonight you will stay in my coach. You won't go back to Drago, at least for tonight."
Soft music came from a small radio on the table. Diane sat watching Lelia as the girl combed her freshly washed black hair.
"You aren't gypsy, why do you travel with us, Diane?"
The blonde smiled, she didn't seem offended by Lelia's blunt question in the least. "Baby, if you knew the rotten life I was leading before I met Sandor you'd never ask that question." A wider smile lit up her lovely face as she went on. "You know that little runaway that Drago had, Tina?" Lelia nodded, trying desperately to keep her expression bland and noncommittal.
"Well, honey, I was just as desperate as she was to leave my town, I was just a little older and a little sharper, that's all." A different sort of a smile tugged at Diane's lips and the blonde's warm hand crept under Lelia's robe to caress her warm thigh.
"You know you aren't the only one that Sandor has rescued this evening." Without another word Diane moved to the rear of the coach and pulled back the curtain. Lelia stared in open-mouthed amazement at the sleeping form of Tina Brown!
"He found her all worked over in Drago's coach when he went looking for him," Diane whispered as she dropped the curtain and walked back to the table.
Instead of sitting again, Diane stepped behind Lelia's back and began to massage the back of her neck and her shoulders. "I had to help Tina wash up. Just the way that I helped you," the blonde said in a low throaty voice. "I talked to her, she told me everything that's happened to her since she came into camp."
Despite the soothing massage, Lelia's muscles grew tense and she wished that Diane would stop talking about it. But the tall blonde didn't stop, she laughed quietly and stepped closer, her firm breasts pressed against the back of Lelia's head while her hands slipped down inside the loose robe and cupped both of the startled girl's breasts.
"I don't blame you, darling," Diane whispered in her ear. "She's such a tender little piece, just like you. It must have been like making love to yourself!" Diane's hands were making firm milking motions at Lelia's aroused nipples. The lovely girl sighed as the tension flowed out of her and she abandoned herself to the touch of the experienced hands.
"When she told me about you, I was so hot that I almost raped her," Diane giggled in her ear, Lelia groaned as a hand slid down over her belly and began to tease the plump outer lips of her vulva. "But I couldn't touch her. She was so hurt, so tired that I just had to let her sleep." Diane paused for a second then she placed her lips close to Lelia's and spoke. "She's been sleeping all afternoon. I think that's enough sleep, don't you?"
Before Lelia could protest, Diane had moved away and was tiptoeing toward the curtain. Lelia watched in shock as the beautiful blonde hurriedly slipped out of her clothes. The sight of Diane's full, firm breasts swaying as she bent over to pull off her panties sent lewd messages to the gypsy girl's confused brain.
She wanted to stop her. Diane had no right to do what she was going to do, but Lelia was too late! The curtain was pulled back and the naked blonde was already slipping into bed beside the sleeping runaway. Lelia stopped a few feet away from the bed and watched in mounting excitement as Diane ran her hand down Tina's bare arm and whispered to her.
"Wake up, sleepy head, everything's fine, time to wake up."
The girl murmured in her sleep and her hand brushed at the light brown hair that had fallen across her face. Diane drew back the sheet that covered them and Lelia felt her own nipples grow to excited points as she watched the woman's hands gently cup and squeeze Tina's breasts. The girl's nipples were a light pink, but they became darker as they became swollen and hard.
Diane made soft, cooing noises as she bent her head and kissed each thick nipple. Tina sighed deep in her throat and lifted her shoulders, pressing her breasts against the warm lips that explored them.
Slowly, the sleeping girl's eyes opened. At first she stared blankly at Diane as the woman busily kissed and licked at her. Lelia saw the expression change on the girl's face and held her breath as she waited to see what her reaction would be when she fully realized what was happening to her.
"Miss Diane? What . . . what do you want?" Lelia almost groaned out loud when she heard the shy, pleased sound in the little girl's voice. Diane lifted her head and gave Tina a brilliant smile, her hand brushing and caressing down the child's plump thigh as she did.
"Don't you know, darling? I want you to be happy. I want to help you forget the mean things that Drago did to you." A frown passed across Tina's face when she heard Drago's name.
"I... I have to go back to him, Miss Diane, you don't know, you just don't know what kind of a mess I'd be in if I had to leave here and go back home!"
"No one will make you go home if you don't want to, darling," Diane whispered hurriedly. "Drago Timmon isn't the only one here with any say in the matter."
For the first time since she'd awakened, Tina smiled. The girl stared down the length of her plump, naked body and watched Diane's hand as it moved in ever widening circles, the tips of the fingers lightly brushing against the sparse, brown curls of her vulva.
"Do you like that, darling? It doesn't bother you when I touch you like that, does it?" Instead of answering, Tina closed her eyes and smiled as she parted her thighs, making room for the blonde's exploring hand.
"This isn't the first time that you've been with a lady is it Tina?" Diane chuckled as she worked her forefinger in between the child's labia. Lelia knew that Tina hadn't noticed her and she held her breath as she waited to hear what she would say.
"Oooooo ... no, not the first time," Tina sighed dreamily. "There was a lady in town... a nice lady who worked at the school, she used to take me home with her sometimes and ..."
The girl's voice faded away as she whispered in Diane's ear. The beautiful blonde smiled and gave the child a quick, firm kiss on the lips. "How about last night? Didn't you do things with Lelia, wasn't she nice to you?"
Lelia felt herself beginning to tremble, little drops of love dew began to ooze out of her as she waited to hear the answer.
"Oh . .. yes, she was nice but we just.. .played a little. I wasn't sure that she liked me or that she. . . well, you know, wanted to really play with me." By this time Diane had her finger imbedded deep in Tina's little nest and the girl sighed and began to roll her hips. Diane flashed Lelia a warning glance before she spoke; the excited brunette knew that she had to be still, that she had to wait, just a little longer.
"Did you like her, honey? Would you like it if she were here with us right now?" Tina giggled and shyly ran the palm of her hand over Diane's swollen looking breast.
"Ooooooh yes, Lelia's pretty and nice, I like her." Gently Diane caught the little girl's face between her thumb and forefinger and turned her head until the startled Tina was staring directly at Lelia!
Before the girl could say a word, Lelia smiled and put her finger across her own lips, then the lovely bride shrugged her robe away and crossed the few feet that separated her from the other naked female bodies on the bed.
It was soooooo good, so warm and loving. Lelia sighed happily as Tina's body pressed against hers. The little runaway was working her finger in and out of the brunette's wet pussy while Diane knelt between her thighs and sucked noisily at the girl's plump cunt. Lelia groaned and fastened her lips to Tina's fat little tit at the same time that she stroked Diane's naked shoulders. It was so lovely to feel the other's smooth, hairless bodies rubbing and pressing against hers, it was like rubbing silk against silk!
She was sleeping, but something warm and soothing was working around and around Lelia's sore little rectal opening. The lovely brunette was sleeping on her belly, her arm lay across Diane's smooth back so she knew that it wasn't Diane that was making her feel so good, so pleased.
Slowly the fog of sleep drifted away and Lelia could feel strong little hands spreading the cheeks of her bottom wide then she realized that she could feel
Tina's warm breath against her buttocks. The little girl was tonguing her anus!
She was shocked at first, but the shock faded under the expert lash of the girl's wicked tongue. The beautiful brunette sighed and raised her bottom a little, helping the girl work her wet little probe around and around her stretched flesh.
The slender bride moaned in surrender. Her hands crept down behind her and she caressed Tina's cheeks as the girl began to suck and lick at her, driving the sharp point of her tongue in against her slack brown rosette.
"Who taught you to do that," Lelia whispered as she rolled her hips in slow, sensuous circles. "Who taught you to do naughty things like that, Tina?"
The little runaway giggled as she lifted her face away from Lelia's bottom for a second. "Mrs. Taylor did, she was the lady that I told Miss Diane about." Tina paused a second to run her tongue around the sensitive rim of Lelia's rear entrance before she went on with her story.
"I didn't tell all the truth, Mrs. Taylor didn't just work at the school, she was the principal! She used to make sure that I got good grades and extra lunch money when I would do things like this for her. I really didn't care about that, I liked doing this for her and I like doing it for you, Lelia."
Lelia groaned as the busy tongue made sharp, stabbing motions against her and she wiggled her bottom in growing arousal. The movement made her swollen clitoris rub against the smooth sheet beneath her and she knew that it wouldn't be long before an orgasm would sweep through her!
"You two gluttons are terrible," Diane groaned as she opened her eyes and sat up. "You should know that wet, sucking sounds always wake me up and when I wake up like that, I wake up horny!"
The blonde's laughter turned to a sigh of amazement as she saw what Tina was doing. Lelia shuddered as she felt the woman's hands replace Tina's hands on her cheeks. "Ohhhh, baby, that looks so nice, let me help you!!! Does it feel good, Lelia, does it feel as good as it looks from here!?"
"Auuuugggghhhh ... it... it.. . aaaiiiieeee!!" That was the only answer that Lelia could give as she was picked up and sent spinning by the lovely sensations that shattered her mind.