Chapter 2
Tanya heard the women talking, but their words were meaningless next to the pain she was feeling. She looked at her tits, sure that they had to be torn, ruined by the terrible treatment Susan had given them. She touched her tits gingerly, wincing with the pain that shot through her chest. She cupped them gently, rubbing her palms over her silky tit flesh as she tried to massage away the terrible pain.
She screamed with shock and fear when Diane and Susan fell down on either side of her. She trembled as Susan pulled her hands over her head and Diane tied them together and then tied them to one of the poles that held up the clothesline.
"Please," she whimpered, turning her head from side to side, trying to spot some sign of mercy in either of her tormentors. "You're not white trash, you're not sluts. I'm sorry l said that. I was just so scared. Please don't hurt me anymore, oh please! I'II get you all the money you want. My parents will pay anything. I'II move away if you want me to. Oh, please don't hurt me anymore!"
"You sweet little baby doll," Susan husked, squeezing and pulling at Tanya's aching tits, flicking her long fake fingernails over Tanya's burning nipples. "We don't want your money. We just want your sweet little body."
She pulled Tanya's head in her direction and pressed her lips down over the helpless housewife's. Tanya tried frantically to shut her mouth, turn her head, but it was no use. While Susan pinched Tanya's dark-brown nipples with one hand, she levered the girl's helplessly resisting jaw open with the other. Then she drove her tongue into the captive beauty's unwilling mouth.
It was like no kiss Tanya had ever experienced. Susan drove her tongue all the way inside her mouth, almost into the back of her throat. She explored every nook and cranny of Tanya's mouth with her warm, wet tongue. She slid it smoothly over Tanya's teeth, wrapped it around Tanya's tongue and pulled Tanya's tongue inside her mouth. Then she sucked on Tanya's tongue, pulled on it with her lips. She released it and bit the helpless girl's lips, grinding her teeth into the lush skin of Tanya's lower lip until the terrified housewife was certain she was going to tear it off. She fed Tanya her spit, and sucked Tanya's spit in return.
And all the time, her fingers were working over Tanya's dark nipples, pinching and scratching and drumming them until they began to grow erect.
Susan pulled her face back, giving Tanya a last quick lick over her nose and cheek. Before the beautiful dark-haired girl could catch her breath, Diane grabbed her by her chin and pulled her face toward her. She kissed her next, driving her tongue even deeper than Susan, smooching her lips over Tanya's until the helpless girl thought she was trying to swallow her mouth whole.
The French kissing made the gorge rise in Tanya's throat, but she didn't try to escape the horrible women. The pain was still burning in her injured tits, and her lean, sexy body ached from her landing on the hard ground. She knew that Susan and Diane could hurt her badly if she made them mad. Her only hope was to wait them out, try to survive whatever perverted, demented things they had in store for her and look for her chance to get away.
Tanya trembled when she felt a hand tickling its way across her flat, creamy stomach. She squirmed desperately, trying to free her hands, and clamped her thighs tightly together. Diane pulled Tanya's tongue into her mouth and bit it hard enough to make the sexy housewife scream in pain, but even that didn't take her mind off the hand that was walking its way past the tiny cup of her navel. She quivered with fear and revulsion and expectation as a sharp fingernail probed that tiny hole, driving into it with shocking speed. She had a terrible suspicion where that hand was headed. She began to wish, very seriously, that she was dead.
"My turn," Susan said, wrapping up a handful of Tanya's hair and jerking her mouth off Diane's. "You sexy little bitch! I'm going to make you cum until you can't cum anymore."
"Please!" Tanya whimpered as Susan lowered her face over hers. "Please stop, Susan. I'm sorry for what l said. I'II do anything you want, but I'm not a lesbian. Please don't do this. It's wrong! It's perverted! I've never done it with a woman before. I've only done it with one man."
"Then you've got a lot of catching up to do," Diane said with a coarse laugh. Susan took another turn raping the innocent beauty's mouth with her spearing tongue.
Their hands were everywhere, and Tanya could feel her mind being overwhelmed with the terrible variety of sensations they were forcing on her helpless body. Susan was scratching her sharp fake fingernails through the thick black thatch of her cunt hair, while Diane smoothed one hand down the satiny hollow of her drawn in stomach. Susan was caressing her flushed face while Diane was pinching her maliciously up and down one creamy flank.
And now, while Susan's lips were plastered to Tanya's, Diane began to lick and kiss the side of Tanya's face. Diane's tongue lathered the side of her gracefully curving throat, explored the fragile shell of her ear. Diane's lips slurped wetly down the strong line of her jaw and across her heated cheek. Diane nipped at the tender skin along the side of Tanya's neck, and a shockwave of sensation washed through the sleek beauty that she'd never felt before. Suddenly Susan's hand was on her cunt.
"Nooooooo!" Tanya twisted her head free of the sexy blonde's grip, stared wildly from one girl to the other. "Please, please, please no! Leave me alone, you dirty perverts!"
"Sure we will," Susan said, pushing Tanya's head back in Diane's direction. "Just as soon as we've turned you into a pervert just like us. Then we'll leave you alone and let you go begging for somebody else to finger-fuck your worthless little cunt."
Tanya felt as though the entire world had gone mad. Just moments ago, she'd been hanging up the wash the way any young housewife would, daydreaming about the future and wishing that John was home.
Now she was tied up and stripped, being raped by a pair of evil women.
Susan poked a finger all the way into Tanya's tight, dry cunt, making the young housewife's body jerk with shock. At the same time, she scratched her fingernails aver the sensitive lips of Tanya's cunt. The captive brunette tried to clamp her silky thighs together, but Diane and Susan each looped a leg around one of hers, Levering her knees far apart. Tanya squirmed helplessly between them, her lovely body glistening with sweat as she struggled fruitlessly against the two stronger women. When Diane rammed a finger next to Susan's, up inside her pussy, Tanya went limp, realizing there was no escape.
"Dry as a desert," Diane said with a chuckle, pulling her mouth off Tanya's. She stared at her captive's face. "You should be more appreciative, pretty bitch. It's not every society slut who moves into this neighborhood who gets the full welcome wagon treatment."
"Please! Oh, please stop!" Tanya begged, Looking from one cruel, beautiful face to the other. "I can't do this. I don't even like sex. Please let me go!"
Both Susan and Diane were fucking their fingers into her tiny cunt now, digging their fingernails into her sensitive pussy flesh. Their fingers felt like sandpaper inside her, and they had set up a rhythm so that one of them was stabbing her finger up Tanya's constricted cunt as the other was pulling her finger free. Back and forth they went, grinning and laughing and finger-fucking her pussy as though they owned it.
They kept taking turns kissing her, driving their tongues into her helpless mouth just as they were driving their fingers into her tiny cunt.
Tanya wanted to die, but she knew now that these women wanted to do something far worse than kill her.
"Loosen up, bitch, and loosen up now," Susan growled, drilling a finger up the dark-haired beauty's cunt with one hand and mauling her bountiful tits with the other. "Relax, baby doll. You're going to get things a lot bigger than our fingers shoved up this pretty little. pussy."
"Yeah," Diane added, pulling her mouth from Tanya's and jerking the helpless housewife's head back toward Susan. "You're going to get fucked a lot. You're going to suck and get sucked and get fucked up the ass and all kinds of nasty shit. You might as well relax, cause it's going to happen no matter what . . . hey, I got it!"
Tanya jerked her face away from Susan's, crying out in anguish and despair as Diane pinched her fingernails around the tiny bud of her cit. She screeched like an injured cat, drove her hips almost a foot up off the ground-even with her legs tied and Susan and Diane Lying half atop her. She whipped her head from side to side, tried desperately to squirm on her back away from the two horrible women. Waves of shattering pain roared through her svelte, glistening body. When Diane dug her fingernails into the tiny, sensitive nub of clit flesh, Tanya felt certain she was dying.
"That got our little honey's attention," Diane said with an evil smile. Then she turned to their wriggling, sexy captive. "Shut your fucking mouth and kiss me. We're going to make you feel real good now, beautiful."
Tanya didn't have any choice but to do as her beautiful, raven-tressed captor demanded.
Diane clamped her mouth tightly over the young housewife's, smashed one springy tit in her hand until the soft tit flesh was crushed flat against Tanya's chest. With her other hand, she pulled and pinched on Tanya's tiny, sensitive clit, tugging and twisting at it until the helpless girl was certain it would be ripped from her pussy. She thrashed about frantically, but there was no escape.
Susan added a second finger in her fucking of Tanya's tight, dry cunt, smiling as she felt the beginning dampness of the girl's pussy juice. She fucked the gorgeous brunette faster and harder, driving her fingers into her cunt until Tanya's silky ass cheeks quivered with each impact.
She circled her other hand around the base of the girl's left tit and squeezed the satiny cone of tit flesh as though it were a tube of toothpaste, deforming it until the end bulged over her wrist. She struck like a snake then, Locking her teeth around the swollen, spiky nipple, then bit down as hard as she could. As she ground her teeth together, she coul feel a burst of Tanya's cunt cream cover her pussy-fucking fingers.
Both Susan and Diane were rubbing their own cunts up and down Tanya's cream thighs, delighted with the friction of her creamy skin against their heated pussies. Even through the thin cloth of their bikini bottoms, they could feel the smoothness and warmth of her skin. The crotches of their bikini bottoms were soaked with their cunt juices, and as they continued to grind their pussies against her shuddering thighs, they slicked her flesh with the cream of their growing lust.
Tanya realized dimly that both of the women were using her captive body to bring themselves to orgasm, but the shame of that was overshadowed by a far more terrible humiliation. She could feel the wetness in her own pussy, knew that her cunt was loosening to allow Susan's fingers easy passage. Her clit was starting to tingle under the relentless pinching of Diane's strong fingers, and she could feel tiny, shivery sensations buzzing through her abused pussy.
Tanya had never felt anything like this before, not even with her husband, who she Loved very much. She wondered if she was having an orgasm, and burned with shame at the possibility that she was being turned on by the perverted, Lesbian attack these two witches were visiting on her.
Susan and Diane exchanged secret smiles as they felt Tanya's cunt moisten and the muscles of her pussy begin to flex. Susan nodded to the clothespins that lay scattered on either side of the trembling young beauty, then at the distorted globe of her satiny tit. Diane giggled and pinched Tanya's clit even harder as she picked one of the harsh wooden clamps up and scraped it over the girl's distended nipple. She clamped it shut without warning, Letting the rough wooden jaws bite savagely down on the nipple.
Tanya screamed. She thrashed. Her bound hands clawed desperately at the air. Her hips jerked up and down and from one side to the other in hitching, uneven lunges. She wriggled wildly, her lush tits heaving as she tried to dislodge the terrible wooden clamp. Something terrible was happening to her, and she was helpless to stop it.
Susan added a third finger to the two she was fucking up Tanya's loosening cunt, driving the three inside the twisting girl with all the strength her muscular arm could muster. Diane ground her fingernails into the tiny bud of Tanya's clit, grinning as the bit of flesh began to wriggle and grow and fill with blood. Susan grabbed Tanya's right tit the way she had held her left, and Diane planted another clothespin on the maddened girl's other nipple. As Tanya bucked and surged beneath her, Diane clamped her meaty thighs even more tightly around Tanya's smaller, sleeker leg and rode the helpless girl to orgasm.
"You sweet bitch!" the big brunette hissed, rubbing her tacky, cloth-covered pussy over the heated, silky flesh of Tanya's thigh. "You're making me cum, you pretty little doll! Cumming all over your pretty dolly leg!"
She fastened her mouth to one side of Tanya's graceful, flawless throat and began to suck and gnaw at the tender flesh. Susan bit down on the other side so hard that for an instant Tanya's dazed mind was pulled away from what was happening to her cunt and tits. She was certain the big, sexy blonde was tearing open her throat. Both women kept working their hands over Tanya's tits, pinching and pulling and mashing them while the hideous clothespins smashed pain into her nipples.
And both women kept flicking their fingers in her helplessly moistening pussy, Diane tearing at her clit while Susan fucked three fingers into her cunt as though they were a fat, stubby cock.
AII of it was too much for the innocent young housewife to stand. She had never experienced anything like this before, never even imagined sex this raw and painful and intense. She could feel the sticky run of Diane and Susan's pussy cream over her shuddering thighs, and she realized that both of the women were cumming.
They were exploding with orgasms from just abusing her body and rubbing their cunts against her legs. She looked from one woman to the other and saw the ecstasy in their faces, the strain and pleasure of grinding themselves to orgasm on her captive body. She felt a wave of envy at the two of them for being able to cum so easily, and then she was mortified at having had the thought. Her mother had told her that girls weren't supposed to enjoy sex, that the ones who did were nothing but dirty sluts. Tanya had always believed her.
Now she wondered if Susan and Diane were turning her into a slut, too. Something was happening in her cunt that she'd never felt before. Her cunt felt raw and swollen, and her pussy was leaking fuck cream more heavily than it ever had before. Sometimes her cunt would contract suddenly around Susan's pistoning fingers, and the unexpected friction would send waves of pleasure crashing through her sexy, captive body. Her tits felt swollen and feverish, and even after all the torture they had sustained Tanya found it almost impossible to keep from urging them up into the hands that abused them.
Tears ran from the beautiful housewife's eyes as her own body betrayed her.
"Pretty pussycat," Susan whispered into Tanya's ear, then drove her tongue in. "You're getting turned, on, society bitch. Your little pussycat pussy is all wet and wriggly. I'm cumming too, pretty baby. Cumming all over your pretty little leg!"
Tanya closed her eyes, trying to grind out the sparks of lust inside her while Susan and Diane ground out their climaxes on her body. It was hopeless. Her mother had been right. She had married John, moved into a neighborhood where filthy people lived, and now they were going to turn her into one of them. Already, she was on the brink of orgasm.
"No! Oh, please, please, no!" she whimpered as Susan and Diane gnawed on her throat and mauled her tits and fingered her pussy.. Waves of almost painful pleasure flowed through her twisting, sensuous body, and inexperienced as she was, Tanya knew she was about to cum.
"Please, no!"
And suddenly, strangely, her prayers were answered. Susan and Diane pulled their hands from her cunt and relaxed the tight grips of their legs around Tanya's pussy-smeared thighs. They still licked and bit at her throat, and their hands still roughly massaged her beautiful 1:its, but their orgasms were waning and they were leaning back to rest. Diane rubbed her pussy-slick fingers clean across Tanya's quivering, flat stomach as the captive housewife's thrashings slowed and finally subsided.
"Not yet, Little doll," Diane said, pushing herself away from the bound beauty. "You haven't earned an orgasm yet. You'll just have to suffer for a little while."
"That's right," Susan agreed, rubbing her juice-soaked fingers over Tanya's tightly closed lips. "You might be used to maids and servants doing things for you and trying to make you feel goad back at home, but this is the real world. You want something out here, you have to work for it."
With a sinking, heavy feeling in her stomach, Tanya realized that Susan and Diane were right. Even now her cunt was steaming, clamping on nothing and twisting itself into knots. Her tits looked bigger than she had ever seen them, felt swollen and fevered. It was hard for her to keep her thighs from clamping together to try to rub more pleasure through her itching pussy. It was hard to keep from begging the women to make her cum. Even the smell of her own pussy smeared across her lips and chin seemed sexy, and a terrible curiosity passed through her about how that sticky, smelly cunt juice would taste.
"Come on, dolly, Let's go inside to play now." Susan got up and freed Tanya from the pole they had tied her to. She left her wrists bound together and her legs tied, pulling on the rope around the girl's hands as though it was a leash. "Bring in some of those clothespins, Diane. Now that we have a pretty new dolly, I think we ought to play dress-up with her."
Tanya began to cry again as Susan pulled her roughly to her knees. She had never imagined that it was possible to feel so completely debased, so utterly broken and degraded. She crawled on her knees behind the two big women, begging them for her freedom. They had stripped her, tied her, used her for their own pleasure and almost brought her to their own level by making her cum.
Now they were pulling her along like a worthless dog, taking her inside for more torture and strange sex. The most terrible part of it all was that Tanya, abandoned an instant before what would have been the first orgasm of her life, wasn't sure she wanted to escape.