Chapter 6
Pauline came back from the bathroom with her ass aching not only from Eamon's cock, but also from the enema Julia had given her, to clean all the cum out of her asshole. The nozzle hadn't hurt that much, but the water pressure had made her guts ache and the release had been painful, the mixture of water, shit and cum gushing into the toilet. She'd wept with shame and received two lashes on her ass for that. Now she stared at the floor as she waited for what Julia had in mind next.
Julia unclipped the chain and pushed her toward Eamon. Eamon grinned from his desk at the shaking blonde.
"Put these on," he said.
Pauline's head jerked up. On his desk were some white clothes. She had no idea what all of them were. Submissively, her ass burning and aching, she walked up to the desk and looked at the two piles of little nothings.
"Those," Eamon said, pointing to the pile on the left.
As Pauline started pulling on the white mesh stockings, she noticed that Julia was stripping, easing her blouse off to reveal the curves of her luscious tits in the tight bra she wore. Despite herself, Pauline watched as the full curves of Julia's figure were revealed. The swell of Julia's tits was matched by the tightness of her waist and the shapely curves of her ass and thighs that eased into view as the dominatrix slipped off her skirt.
Pauline trembled with a strange desire as she saw the dark, trimmed bush of Julia's pussy. Trying to look away, Pauline pulled the second stocking on and then slipped the white suspender belt around her waist, clipping the stockings to the lacy straps. She reached for the little panties, but her eyes moved helplessly back to Julia's figure as the dominatrix picked up a white coat that lay on the second pile of clothes.
"What's wrong, bitch?" Julia asked, seeing Pauline's eyes on her.
"N-nothing, mistress," Pauline said.
"Do you like my tits?" Julia asked, swinging around to face Pauline.
"Y-yes, mistress," Pauline moaned.
Julia pulled her bra down, revealing the full beauty of her swelling tit-globes. They were lovely, melon-like mounds, swinging a little apart on her rib cage, the areolas dark, the nipples tight little swollen buds.
"If you like them, come and kiss them," Julia said, her tits heaving as she became a little breathless.
Pauline felt a terrible surge of passion sweep over her as she went to the demanding brunette. Her pussy was getting wet and that shamed her, but anything was better than getting another whipping. She bent down a little and kissed Julia's nipples, moving her mouth from one to the other, making sure her lips were closed.
"Kiss my tits, whore-properly!" Julia hissed, pushing her nipples at the helpless blonde.
Pauline gave a low sob, but she opened her mouth and sucked Julia's nipple in, flicking her tongue over it. Instantly, Julia gave a hiss of pleasure and held Pauline's mouth to her tits, gripping her hair tightly.
"Better, whore. Now do a good job on it," she demanded.
Across the desk, Eamon grinned and leaned back as he watched the moaning Pauline suck and lick at Julia's nipples, moving her head from one tit to the other every time Julia pulled at her hair.
"You like kissing my tits?" Julia demanded, heaving her tit-mounds at Pauline's face.
"Yes, mistress, yes!" Pauline gasped, her voice muffled by Julia's tits.
"Want to caress my pussy too?" Julia hissed, sliding her boots out on the carpet.
"Yes, mistress, yes!" Pauline sobbed.
She moved her hand down at once, between the sides of the white uniform coat Julia wore, her fingers running to the hot slit of Julia's cunt. Julia's pussy-juices were running freely and Pauline's fingers got wet. She moaned, breathless in the collar that always seemed to get tighter as her passion rose.
"Mmmmmnnn!" Julia purred. "Now bite my nipples a bit."
Pauline gave a sob of horror as she sucked Julia's nipple between her front teeth and gently sawed on the bud, gripping tighter as Julia moaned and heaved her tit at her mouth.
"Yeah, good, you're learning!" Julia gasped, her thighs trembling under Pauline's caresses. "Now do it right, bitch-bring me off just right!"
Pauline felt helpless, for she had no idea how Julia wanted it, how tightly she had to bite, how fast she had to caress the brunette's pussy. Her head spun and she gave herself up for lost. She knew she would get it wrong and Julia would whip her, so why try? She moaned and sawed her teeth on Julia's nipple, matching the strength of her biting to the thrust of Julia's tit at her mouth.
"Ohhhh, yessss!" Julia hissed, her pussy jerking at Pauline's hand, her tits heaving with passion.
Through the cloud of horror seething in Pauline's head, she suddenly realized that she did know how Julia wanted it. In fact, she knew exactly how to please the terrifying dominatrix. She shuddered with excitement, caressing Julia's clit, her teeth grazing the nipple in her mouth with exactly the pressure Julia demanded.
Julia gave a groan of pleasure, her thighs shaking, her tits shaking as the lust poured over her, seething in her guts.
"Yessss, yessss, yesssss!" the chestnut-haired dominatrix screamed and climaxed, her pussy running warm juices all over Pauline's fingers, her tits throbbing as they rammed into the little blonde's mouth. Screaming with delight, Julia pulled her one tit away from Pauline's face and crushed her other tit in. "Fuck it, bitch, you might do it, you miiiight . . . aaahhh, yesssss!"
She spasmed and came, her whole body trembling. She gave a final gasp and pulled Pauline's mouth from her tit. Then she suddenly kissed Pauline on the lips.
Pauline shuddered for a second at the passion in the kiss, then surrendered to it, opening her mouth, pulling into Julia as the dominatrix held her tightly, kissing her hard, her tongue flicking in Pauline's mouth. Everything in Pauline went weak and buttery. Her terror of Julia was still at full strength, but she was also helpless in the grip of the perverse passion the woman gave to her. Her pussy trembled, running juices, pushing at Julia's thighs.
Finally Julia pulled Pauline's head back and stared into her eyes. Pauline tried to avoid the stare, but she couldn't. Julia's eyes were alight with lewd lust, but also with something else Pauline had never seen before-a passion that seemed to make her want to eat Pauline alive.
"Shit!" Julia gasped. "Now, you get dressed, bitch-and don't get cute with me, got that?"
"Yes, mistress, I won't," Pauline moaned, wondering what was going on.
She put on the little white bra, quarter cup, hardly covering her tits at all. It matched her panties, and she could see that Eamon's eyes were all over her as she picked up the little white dress and looked at it. It was clearly meant to be tight on her. There was a zipper right down in front and a wide red belt at the waist. She slid it on, zipped it up and clipped the belt closed. Finally she put on the tight, white, six-inch heels and put the little cap on her head.
Only then did Pauline see that she was dressed in a sort of fantasy nurse's costume. The tight little dress barely covered her bra at the top and stopped just short of her stocking tops at the hem. It showed every curve of her wonderful body, even more where her luscious, red whipped tits billowed out of the top. The contrast of the red of her flesh and the white of the dress was very exciting to Eamon.
She looked at Julia and saw that she was also dressed like a nurse, only different. Julia still had on her black boots and stockings, but wore a white coat that almost reached to her knees. She looked very severe in the straight white coat.
Julia clipped the chain back onto Pauline's collar and pulled on it.
"See you later," she said to Eamon as she led Pauline out.
Pauline wondered and shivered as she was led through the deserted, dark store. Julia strutted ahead, holding the chain and the single-tailed whip. The terror still burned in Pauline, but there was also a terrible excitement churning through her. Her pussy trembled and throbbed, for she knew she was going to get fucked again. She wanted to ask Julia where they were going, but knew she couldn't.
Julia led her to the main floor and across it to the night security station, and Pauline finally understood. There were two night guards, and She knew she was going to be thrown to them. She shook with fear, but still couldn't stop the trembling excitement that surged in her pussy.
It made her horribly ashamed. More men had fucked her tonight than in the whole of the rest of her life-and she was getting excited by the horrible, bestial treatment.
Julia turned and pulled Pauline to her. "You do want to please me, don't you?"
"Yes, mistress," Pauline said.
"Good." Julia ran her hand over Pauline's tits and the little blonde moaned with arousal. "If you wanna please me, then you do everything properly," she said. "If you're really good, you might earn some bonus points. You'd like to earn some bonus points, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, yes, mistress!" Pauline gasped as Julia's fingers brushed her nipples.
"Then earn them," Julia said. "You know how to do it."
Pauline wasn't sure she did, but she followed meekly as Julia pulled her to the door of the security station and opened it. The smell of tobacco and beer came out, and Julia pulled Pauline in behind her.
The two security guards were in the room, sitting, smoking, drinking beer and watching a porno movie on the television. Pauline glanced at it. A girl was on her knees, sucking a guy's cock, taking it deep into her throat.
"Well, boys, enjoying yourselves?" Julia said, unclipping the chain and pushing Pauline forward a little.
The men grinned and looked Pauline over. One of them was in his forties, big, muscular, balding, just about to run to fat. The younger man was fair-haired, about medium height, with blue eyes. He grinned a little uncertainly as he looked Pauline over.
Pauline could see the thick bulges of the men's cocks in their pants, hard from watching the movie. Those cocks were going to fuck her. "My trainee nurse is here to test your sexual responses," Julia said, picking up a note pad and sitting in a chair. "So strip. She can't do the research if you're dressed."
The older guard grinned. "Okay, Julia," he said, "You sure get 'em for us."
"Of course I do," Julia said, making a note on her pad. "Now, strip."
The younger man was uncomfortable and didn't move. He just eased his cock in his pants and Pauline could see that it was softening in his uneasiness.
"You want pussy?" the older man snapped. "If you don't want it, leave. I'll have your share." He was already pulling his jacket off.
The younger man took another look at Pauline and pulled his jacket off, too.
Pauline looked at the video, watching with surging excitement as the girl took the cock out of her mouth, working the cock-shaft in her hands. A stream of cum shot put of it and gushed all over her face. Pauline's pussy was drooling and it was all she could do to stop herself from reaching down and rubbing her cunt.
The girl on the screen shrieked as she was grabbed by two more men and thrown facedown over a sofa. Greedily, she sucked another cock into her mouth while the second man rammed his cock up her pussy.
"Good," Julia said, jotting another note on her pad. "Now my nurse will see how quickly you respond to sexual stimuli. Nurse, get their cocks hard, but don't touch them."
Pauline jerked a little and her gaze went to the two guards, standing, waiting for her. Their cocks had gone down as they stripped, particularly the younger man's. He still didn't look very comfortable. A flush of shame rushed over her. She had to get them excited so that they'd fuck her.
Trembling with disgust, shame and horrible excitement, she took a step toward the guards in her six-inch heels and slid her hands down the front of her little uniform dress, pushing it between her spread thighs. She knew her legs were pushed into even more wonderful shapes by the high heels, and she saw both men's cocks jerk.
Her throat was dry as she spread her thighs even wider, her fingers pushing the dress into her pussy, showing even more of her thighs.
"Good," Julia said, her tight uniform coat falling open a little, showing more of her thighs.
Pauline felt a rush of new arousal as she eased her dress hem up, showing the two men the crotch of her panties. They could see that it was wet, and their cocks gave another lurch, swelling by the second.
Shame and lust fought in Pauline. She knew that what she was doing was disgusting and depraved, but the sight of the two cocks getting hard as the men just looked at her was turning her on madly. She gave a gurgle of lust, spreading her thighs a little wider. She slid the hem of the dress higher and held it up around her waist while she ran her other hand over her pussy, stroking herself through her soggy panties.
The two guards stared at her, their cocks getting harder, jerking up well above the horizontal. Pauline gave a moan of wanton lust, held her dress hem up with the hand that worked her pussy and reached for her tits, sliding her hand inside the top of her dress, rolling her nipples in her fingers. She gasped, tremors of passion shaking her whole body.
"Please, mistress, may I speak?" Pauline moaned.
"Yes," Julia said.
"I think they're getting up very well, mistress," Pauline said, her pussy throbbing. "Can I show them my tits?"
"Yes," Julia said.
Pauline gasped with delight, her fingers digging into the little white panties, rubbing her clit as the surging passion heated up her cunt. She eased the top of the dress down, showing the two guards her lovely tits, the whipped flesh glowing a vivid red.
"How do you like my tits?" Pauline asked, thrusting them at the two men.
"Quiet!" Julia snapped.
Pauline shook, her fingers blurring on her clit. She knew that meant punishment, in front of the men. A gurgle of terror escaped her throat and she came, her fingers rubbing at her clit through the tiny panties.
"This trainee nurse is slow to learn," Julia said, getting up with the whip. "What happens to slow learners?"
"They have to be punished, mistress!" Pauline sobbed and she came again, her fingers pushing her panties right into the hole of her pussy.
"So?" Julia said.
A terrible, tortured thought rushed into Pauline's head. She was so disgusting and depraved, coming at the thought of being whipped in front of the two men. She actually deserved to be punished. The thought made her come harder, moaning as she staggered to a chair, her legs wide open, fingers still in her pussy. Brazenly, she bent over the chair, her fingers rubbing her cunt, her long stockinged legs wide open and trembling.
"Please, mistress!" she wailed as Julia stepped up with the whip.
"Yes?" Julia snapped.
"May I rub my pussy while you punish me?"
Pauline gasped and came again, terrified at the rush of dark desire.
"Yes, of course," Julia said. "You can always rub your pussy, unless I tell you not to."
"Thank you, mistress, thank you!" Pauline rasped, coming again, her fingers rubbing her panties over her clit.
"Come here, boys, so you can see better," Julia said.
The two guards moved around Pauline until they could see her heaving, whipped ass.
With a groan of submission, Pauline pulled the hem of her little dress right up over her ass and pulled the sides of her panties together until the back of the little briefs was in the crack of her ass, revealing the whole of her whipped ass-flesh.
"I'm ready, mistress," she sobbed.
The tail of the whip lashed across her ass and Pauline came, screaming with pain and horrible lust. She hated herself so much for her disgusting surrender. Her ass pumped back as the whip lashed in with a second blow right across her curving ass-cracks. The agony and lust from her pussy exploded in her body and another shaking climax rushed across her flesh. Her scream rang from the walls, and she heaved back for the third blow, but it didn't come. She gasped and jerked, turning, seeing Julia grinning at her.
"Very good," Julia said. "You're learning faster."
Pauline groaned and pulled herself upright, staring at the two cocks pointing at her, massive, stiff and ready for anything. She clutched her pussy, rubbing as hard as she could as the spasms of wild arousal poured through her.
"Stop that now-you've got work to do!" Julia said.
Pauline dragged her fingers off her pussy, letting the hem of the dress drop back down over her panties.
"Test their cocks for hardness," Julia said, sitting down again and picking up the note pad. "Nothing except her mouth and hands yet, boys, or you'll fuck up the experiment."
"You bet!" the older guard said as he advanced on Pauline.
Pauline sank to her knees without being told, her tummy heaving with awful passion as she looked at their cocks. Both cocks were big and stiff, thrusting out at her like skewers. Trying to stop her hands from trembling too much, she reached up and slid her fingers over the fuck-poles, her eyes down, her tits billowing out of the top of her dress.
"Jeez, will you look at those tits!" the older guard said, reaching down and running his hand into the top of Pauline's dress. He pushed the top down brutally. The zipper opened almost to Pauline's waist, and one of the seams tore a little. He growled with lust as he exposed the heaving mass of Pauline's tits, red and whipped, the nipples tight and crinkled. "Fuck, I can't wait to ball this bitch!"
Pauline gripped the two cocks, rubbing them as the older guard played with her tits, squeezing and pulling at the soft tit-flesh until spasms of pain and passion rushed out over the kneeling blonde. She moaned and kept her eyes down, her hand stroking the cocks.
"Well?" Julia snapped. "Are they hard enough to fuck you?"
"Yes, mistress! Oh, yes!" Pauline moaned.
"How the fuck can you tell without taking them down your throat, you stupid bitch?" Julia snarled.
"Yes, mistress, of course. I'm sorry!" Pauline wailed, gasping as she thought about the new punishment that would come from that.
Her mouth opened wide and she took the older fellow's throbbing fucker in, sliding it right into her throat at once, her lips sliding down the cock-shaft until they contacted his crotch-hair. Her tongue worked over the throbbing prick as the strong odor of the man assaulted her nostrils. A few hours before, it would have made Pauline sick. Now it made her head spin and her throat spasm with new lust. She groaned, taking the guard's cock in and out of her throat, sucking on the thick round cock-head.
"Fuck, Julia, she can suck!" he gasped, sliding his hand in Pauline's hair, almost pushing her little cap off her head.
"She'd better," Julia said.
The older guard groaned and fucked his cock in Pauline's throat while the little blonde sucked.
"Hard enough?" Julia demanded.
Pauline groaned as she ran her mouth back up the length of the guard's cock, her hand holding his cock-shaft as she worked the younger guard's prick with her other hand, gripping it tightly.
"Yes, mistress, it's hard enough to fuck me. It's really hard!"
"Try the other one."
The older guard chuckled, pulled his cock out of Pauline's hand and walked over to Julia. "You fuckin' genius," he said and reached out, feeling her thigh.
Julia kicked him on the shin with her boot. "Knock it off! You know the rules!"
The guard gave a groan and grinned at the dominatrix. "You can't blame a guy for trying."
"I can!" Julia snapped. "Come on, bitch, suck that cock!"
Pauline groaned as she held the younger guard's fucker in her hands and slid it between her lovely soft lips. The guard gave a moan of lust and heaved forward. Pauline leaned in to meet his thrust, taking his prick deep into her throat. She let her throat-muscles throb and spasm around his cock while she caressed his balls, flicking her tongue over the hard cock-shaft. Her raging lust burned so hot inside her that she was helpless to resist anything until it all stopped. She sobbed and sucked, her mouth crammed onto the young guard's cock.
"Ohhh, fuck, fuuuck, I'm gonna shoot!" he yelled, his eyes glazing, his cock ramming faster and harder at Pauline's mouth.
"Did I tell you to suck him off?" Julia snarled, throwing the pad aside.
Pauline could only moan and shake her head as the guard's enormous cock slammed into her throat, pulsating and throbbing as the hot streams of his cum poured forth.
''Shit, you little cunt! I've trained you not to bring men off early, and you do this!" Julia raged, picking up the whip and curling it in her fingers. "You fuckin' well give him a good time, bitch, or your punishment will be un-fuckin-believable!"
Pauline felt her head spinning once more. Her pussy and ass throbbed as she sucked the guy's cock deep into her throat. Her pussy exploded with passion and she slid a hand down, under the hem of her dress, rubbing her clit with desperation, bringing herself off as a hot stream of creamy cock-juice erupted into her throat.
"Yeahhh, fuuuck, what a mouth!" the younger guard yelled, his cock shooting cum in Pauline's throat. "Oh, Jesus, fuck, what a mouth!"
Everything was breaking and churning in Pauline's guts. Her pussy throbbed, her throat spasmed and, over it all was the knowledge that, after she had sucked the guard's cock dry, she was going to get more punishment. Shameful, bursting eruptions of lust seethed in her guts. She pulled her mouth back, holding the guard's cock as it shot a stream of cum into her mouth, all over her tongue. She held the throbbing cock-shaft, rubbing her clit in her little white panties as she took more of the hot fuck-juice over her lips. She groaned, licking at the thick gobs of cum, running her sobbing mouth over his cock-head as she pumped his prick, demanding the rest of his jizz.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" the guard yelled, watching as Pauline's lips worked his cock-head, her tongue licking up the cum as it gushed over her lips.
Pauline opened her mouth wide, then leaned back to take another gush of cock-cream right into her mouth. Then, moaning and mewling with lust, she slid her mouth back over his cock-head and took it deep, sucking down the cum as it shot out of his piss-slit, letting it slide into her stomach with convulsing swallows. She moaned, working the still-hard cock into her throat, letting her throat-muscles throb and spasm over it as the stream gave out and the young guard's cock-head just ran a slow stream of cum into her throat. Still she sucked, working the softening cock-flesh back into her mouth and sucking the last drops of cum from his cock.
"Now, you get punished!" Julia snarled.
Pauline's mind was dazed by the horrible conflict of emotions that rocked her whole being. She pulled her mouth back, licking the guard's cock-head as she wept.
"Yes, mistress!" she gasped.
"And you'll be punished until his cock's ready to fuck you again!"
Pauline screamed, the collar tight around her neck again. She rammed her mouth down the half-soft mass of the guard's prick. Her fingers spasmed on her clit, and she came again. Hell opened up under her. She knew she must be the most depraved woman in the world to come at the suggestion of terrible pain. "Stand up," Julia said.