Chapter 12
One day Phoebe told Emily there would be a party that evening with another couple. They were Myra and John Penner and they were old friends.
"We thought you might wear the corset again," Phoebe said with a smile. "I think they'd like to see you in that. You look awfully pretty with your arms tied behind your back and your pretty ass completely bare. Yes, I think that's it, you'll wear the corset tonight."
Emily did not like the corset and she tried to get Phoebe to change her mind, but Phoebe insisted.
"Don't argue," Phoebe said, "it's all settled. Now I think Tina wants you in her room."
Emily went up to Tina's room with a heavy heart. She was used to the corset, but she still didn't like it. It was certainly exciting to be bound and gagged, but sometimes she was afraid they would beat her senseless or she would choke on the gag. She always felt so helpless with her arms lashed behind her back like that.
But the corset was certainly exciting. Her pussy was already quivering as she thought about it on the way up to Tina's room. She wondered about the Penners. How awful it would be to come out dressed like that in front of complete strangers!
When she knocked on Tina's door, the girl called out to Emily to come in.
Emily found Tina trying on a dress in front of a full-length mirror. "Close the door," Tina said. "I can't get any damn privacy around here." When Emily closed the door and returned, Tina smiled and said, "Do you like this dress?"
Emily nodded. "Yes, I think so."
"I think it makes my tits look too small."
"I don't know."
"You're a dummy, Emily. You never know anything. Isn't that right?" "Yes."
Tina laughed. "Anyway, that's not why I wanted you up here, is it?" "I don't know." "Oh, yes, you do."
Their eyes met and now Emily understood what Tina wanted and she blushed. Tina said, "You want to do it, don't you?" "Yes."
"Get down on the floor. Crawl over here and kiss my shoes."
Emily got down on her knees and crawled over to the girl like a dog. Tina giggled and held her foot out and Emily kissed it. Then she kissed the other foot and Tina giggled again.
"Beg me," Tina said.
"Please let me have it."
Tina smiled. She lifted her dress. Emily knew what she had to do. She pulled the girl's panties down and off her feet.
Then Tina spread her legs and Emily crawled between them and raised her face to get her mouth on Tina's hairy cunt.
"Okay," Tina said. "Make sure you don't miss any of it."
They had done it many times by now and Emily never missed a drop. She knew how to do it without letting any of it get out of her mouth.
Tina sighed and began pissing.
Her mouth clamped over the girl's pisshole, her face pressed against Tina's hairy gash, Emily sucked and drank the hot piss as it splashed over her tongue.
She came once and then she came again. She always had an orgasm when Tina pissed in her mouth. It was their secret, their private pact. As long as she was in the house, Tina never pissed except in Emily's mouth. Phoebe did it sometimes and so did Henry, but Tina always saved what she had for Emily.
After Tina finished pissing in Emily's mouth she said, "I think I'll whip you later. Would you like that?"
"Yes," Emily said.
"Go down to the kitchen and wait for me there."
Emily left the girl and went downstairs again. She made herself some coffee and she sat in the kitchen drinking the coffee and waiting for Tina.
It's comfortable, Emily thought. Her life was so simple now. She had no responsibility for things any more. The Caldwells made all the decisions. Every minute of her day was decided by the Caldwells.
Later Tina came down to the kitchen with some rope and made Emily bend over the table. Tina tied Emily's hands and feet to the table so that Emily was unable to move.
Then Tina walked around behind Emily and lifted Emily's short dress and played with her ass awhile.
At intervals the playing would stop and Tina would cruelly pinch Emily's flesh until Emily cried out. Emily had several orgasms while Tina was doing this and the girl giggled whenever it happened.
Tina finally brought out the whip. She asked Emily to beg for the whip and Emily did. Emily begged the girl to whip her ass and make her scream.
"And make you come," Tina said. "That's the real reason, isn't it? You want me to whip you and make you come."
"Yes."
Soon Emily was moaning and sobbing as the whip lashed down on her ass again and again.
Emily came three times during the whipping. The last orgasm was the best. She came so hard she peed. She lay there on her belly on the table and shuddered as the warm piss ran down her legs.
When Tina decided she'd had enough fun whipping Emily, she patted Emily's ass and said, "We'll have more fun tonight when the Penners get here. Aren't you looking forward to it?"
It was true. Emily was looking forward to it.
She busied herself the rest of the afternoon with cleaning the house, but all the time she was thinking about the evening and the impending orgy with the Penners and Caldwells.
Emily knew it would be a marvelous orgy. She was both fearful and excited about wearing the corset again. Phoebe had told her she would wear the nipple-clips. The prospect of having her nipples hurt by the clips made Emily shiver.
Finally at seven o'clock that evening Phoebe told Emily it was time to dress.
Phoebe brought everything into her bedroom and there she and Tina made Emily strip her clothes off.
They dressed Emily in the leather corset and high-heeled pumps, and then they forced Emily's arms behind her back and buckled the leather cuffs together.
Phoebe attached the nipple clips and Tina pulled the two chains and giggled when Emily groaned in pain.
After that they put the leather collar and chain-leash on Emily's neck. Phoebe and Tina stepped back to look at Emily and mother and daughter both approved.
"I love her pussy," Phoebe said. "I love that hairless little slit."
"Maybe I ought to shave mine," Tina said.
"Daddy says he likes you better the way you are."
"And what about you, Mother?"
Phoebe looked at her daughter and smiled. "You're asking for it."
"You've done it only once since I've been home."
Phoebe moved close to Tina, ran her fingers into Tina's pussy and chuckled. "You're sopping wet. It must be Emily. All right, get on the bed and I'll suck some of that cream out of your cunt."
Emily stood there and quivered with fascination and excitement as the two women climbed on the bed.
In a moment Phoebe was between her daughter's thighs, licking and sucking Tina's hairy gash.
Emily shuddered as she watched them. She wished one of her hands was free so she could frig her pussy while Phoebe sucked Tina. But her hands were securely fastened behind her back and all she could do was rub her thighs together. After a while the women on the bed changed places and Tina sucked her mother's cunt until Phoebe had an orgasm.
Emily was frustrated, but there was nothing she could do about it. She had to watch them and hope things would be better for her later on.
The Penners finally arrived at eight o'clock. Myra Penner was a tall brunette with flashing eyes and a wide smile. She wore a skin-tight suede dress and leather boots with stiletto heels. Her husband John was a thin man with lean hips and big hands.
When Emily was brought out, the Penners chuckled with delight and told the Caldwells how pleased they were.
"She's lovely," Myra said. "I can't wait to get at her. Does she really do everything?"
"She certainly does," Phoebe said. "Don't you, Emily?" Emily had the ball-gag in her mouth and she couldn't say anything, but she nodded.
Then John Penner looked closely at Emily's face and said, "I think I know her. I've seen her before. Sure I have. She's Frank Grayfield's wife."
Emily thought she'd faint. She tried to groan," but because of the ball-gag the only sound she could make was a gurgling noise in her throat.
All the people in the room sat there stunned, and then Tina started giggling. After that it wasn't long before they were all giggling and laughing as though they were drunk.
Emily stood there with her tits and pussy and ass bare, her waist compressed by the leather corset, her arms tied behind her back and her nipples pinched by the nipple-clips. She kept her eyes closed as long as she could, but finally she opened them again and gazed with fear and uncertainty at the people in the room.
Was Frank looking for her? What would happen if he discovered what had happened to her?
Myra saw the look in Emily's eyes and she snickered. "Can I start something with her?"
Phoebe smiled and nodded. "Of course, darling. You and John are our guests tonight. You can do anything you damn please with her. She loves it. She's a lovely little masochist."
Myra quivered. "Oh, Lord," she said. "Come over here, honey. I'm going to take the gag out of your mouth, but I don't want you to make a sound. Not a word, understand?"
Emily nodded and walked over and leaned m forward so Myra could get the ball-gag out of her mouth.
Myra pointed at the rug in front of her feet and Emily immediately went to her knees.
With a soft chuckle, Myra lifted one of her legs and pushed her boot at Emily's face. "The heel, honey. Let me see you get the heel in your mouth and suck it."
Emily lapped her tongue over the stiletto heel to get it wet and then she opened her lips and took the heel inside her mouth.
She moved her lips back and forth, sucking the heel of Myra's boot as though it were a cock.
Myra laughed and finally pushed Emily away with her foot. Emily sprawled on the rug with her thighs open to show her bald pussy and Myra laughed again. "She's delicious," Myra said. "We'll have a great party tonight."
It wasn't long before the Caldwells and Penners had their clothes off. It was obvious to Emily these people had partied together before. She wondered if they'd had other women like herself at the parties.
Phoebe was soon busy sucking John Penner's cock while Tina went down on her father.
Myra looked at Emily and smiled and said, "Come along with me, honey. You can help me out."
Emily had no idea what she was talking about, but then she found Myra leading her to one of the bathrooms down the hall and she understood.
Did Phoebe tell Myra all about how the Caldwells treated her?
Inside the bathroom, Emily had to sit on the floor while Myra did her business on the toilet.
Myra had a lush dark-haired cunt, and as Emily stared at it she couldn't wait to get a chance to lick it.
Myra chuckled when she saw Emily's hungry look. "You're an adorable little slave," the brunette said.
Emily blushed. Myra was shitting now, and Emily quivered at the sound of a turd dropping into the water.
Finally Myra was finished. She rose up and flushed the toilet. With her panties down at her ankles and her dress held at her waist, she turned and offered her ass to Emily.
Emily needed no instructions. She pushed her face into the crack of Myra's ass and began cleaning her asshole with her tongue.
When Myra's bung was fresh and dainty again, the brunette turned around to have Emily lick away the few drops of piss still clinging to her hairy cuntlips.
Finally Myra pulled her panties up and dropped her skirt and smiled at Emily. "Horny, sweetie?"
"Yes," Emily said.
"Turn around and bend over."
Emily turned her back to Myra and bent over to show her ass.
The brunette ran her fingers into Emily's asscrack. She drilled two fingers into Emily's wet cunthole and her thumb inside Emily's tight asshole.
Myra fucked Emily's cunt and ass until Emily came. After that Emily cleaned Myra's fingers with her mouth and they left the bathroom to return to the party.
Emily was happy.
The next day Emily's husband Frank came to the Caldwell house to rescue his wife.
Emily told him she did not want to be rescued. She did not want to go with him. She wanted to stay with the Caldwells.
Frank looked at her a long moment, and then he shrugged and turned and walked back to his car.
Emily smiled and closed the front door and wondered what Tina was doing.